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your-daily-biaswrecking · 3 years

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Bunny Dance

pairing: Jungkook x female reader

genre: smut, crack, established relationship au

word count: 5k | reading time: 30 min

summary: You really didn't think Jungkook was serious when you made those bets- betting a sexy performance to each other because it was funny. Yet here he was, waiting for you to give him a striptease. And being very serious about it. This is definitely going to end the way you think it is.

warnings: softdom!kook, sub!reader, unprotected vaginal sex, dirty talk, swearing, sexy dance moves (jungkook dancing is a warning on its own!), domestic uwu, it’s super dorky in the beggining and super intense later

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You heard the door shut, so you assumed your boyfriend was home, and then not two seconds later he burst into your bedroom, making you jump slightly.

"What are you doing?" he asked hastily. You were just lying in bed, scrolling on your phone, you thought that was pretty obvious.

"What am I doing?" you murmured, confused.

"You should be undressing right now!" Jungkook exclaimed, and suddenly loud music was coming from god knows where. But not just any music. It was "You can leave your hat on" by Joe Cocker.

"Excuse me?" you shrieked, throwing your phone away and sitting up to stare at him.

Your boyfriend smirked, swaying his hips and shoulders to the rhythm. "You heard me. You owe me a striptease."

Oh, now he had got to be joking. "Do not!" you argued.

"Yes, you do! Don't try to get out of it, sweetheart. You lost the bet and you know what that means."

Your mouth dropped open and you tried your best to look shocked or mad, but it was getting really hard to keep a straight face when Jungkook was doing one of the silliest dances in front of you. You don't think you had ever seen him this excited before. Pushing the covers away and getting on your feet, you fought through the blush creeping on your cheeks by looking away from his stare and shaking your head in disbelief.

"That was just a joke!"

But Jungkook raised a finger in protest. "No! No way! We shook hands on it, baby! You agreed that if I could shower faster than you, you'd give me a striptease. And I was faster–"

"I didn't actually think–"

"–by a full minute–"

"–that you would do it!"

"–and 43 seconds, baby!" Jungkook kept talking over you. "We made a bet!"

"Yeah, but that was only 'cause you always take an hour in there and we had to hurry!"

He shook his head dramatically. "I don't care! It was a bet!"

"And you have short hair so it's normal that you–"

"Nah, nah, I don't care, baby!" Jungkook interrupted you, moving closer and trying to grab your shirt. "You shouldn't have made the bet if you didn't want to."

You quickly smacked his hands away from you. "You!" You pointed an accusing finger at him. "You lost a bet the other week, but I didn't make you do anything!"

The boy just grinned at you with his teeth in full display, shrugging his shoulders. "Not my fault. You should have asked for your prize if you wanted to."

"Oh!" you laughed. "Then you own me a lap dance, too!"

Jungkook started taking his jacket off, and for a second you thought he got right into it. But he was just laughing at you. "No.… You can't just do that now. I asked for my striptease." He threw his jacket on the ground and started moving closer to you again, the action seeming way more sexual than it was just because of the music still ringing in the background. You stretched your arms out to make sure you keep a distance while backing up.

"Yeah, but my bet came first. So your lap dance should come first," you tried to use reason in a completely unreasonable situation. When the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed, you jumped on it and stood up, towering over the man that usually was the one on top. You chuckled. Seeing his excited face was amusing all on its own, but the height difference really added to it.

Jungkook hugged your legs so that you wouldn't move farther away from him, gaining a short, high pitch shriek from you. "You're only asking for that because I asked first. It's not fair."

"What's not fair is you trying to get a sexy show out of me when you have deprived me of mine!" you chuckled, holding onto his shoulders for balance.

"You never asked!" Jungkook insisted, strengthening his grip when he felt you trying to get away.

"I'm asking right now!" you called out, almost falling on him entirely.

Jungkook stared at you through his lashes for a couple of seconds, and then, with a quick shift and a yelp from you, swooped your legs up and let your back crush on the mattress. Within a moment, he had caged you underneath him.

"Alright then," he talked slowly, with a low tone and his voice huskier. His tongue ran over his bottom lip as his eyes ran over your body under him. "I'll give you your lap dance. But you have to give me my striptease first."

You wanted to laugh, just like you had been doing all this time, but your boyfriend's gaze on you made you choke. You would never get used to that, apparently. Finally finding the strength to make your arms work again, you pushed on his chest, trying to get him off.

"I don't even know how to do that..."

"Sure you do. You just take your clothes off, that simple," Jungkook smirked. "Now, stop acting like a child, and let me see your boobs!"

"Oh, I'm acting like a child? Do you even listen to yourself?" But instead of answering, Jungkook just pouted at you. Dirty way to play the game– he knew you could never resist that pout. "Alright," you sighed. "But on one condition: I choose the song I strip to!"

Jungkook immediately pulled away, getting up and freeing you from his strong body. "No, no deal," he rejected. "You're going to choose a stupid one like- like that Lazy Town song!" Your mouth flew right open. And Jungkook's did too. "Oh my god, you were going to choose that, weren't you?"

You screamed out laughing then. "We are number one!" you cackled. You couldn't even hear your boyfriend's repeated displays of utter despair and refusal over your awe of how in sync you had been.

Eventually, you calmed down and looked at him. He was still pouting, this time with some puppy eyes thrown in the mix. You got up and wrapped your arms around his slim waist.

"Okay, okay... You choose any song you like, but I can't promise I'll be serious about it," you said and Jungkook glowed up with excitement again. "But it can't be this one, turn this off, please." And he did, right away, turning the famous striptease song off, that had either been playing on repeat by now or was just a lot longer than you remembered.

He started looking through his song library, humming a reaction to every song he had saved under his sex playlist. He looked so enthusiastic but also casual about it, you wondered how many times he had done this before. The thought alone maybe you cower in your own clothes, twisting the hem of your shirt nervously. What if he was used to getting stuff like these from his previous girlfriends and you let him down? Because you had definitely not done this before.

You cleared your throat yet still didn't get his attention. "So... Do- do I change? Into something, you know, else? Or..." you mumbled under your breath.

Jungkook shook his head without taking his eyes off his phone screen. "No, you're fine."

You looked down at yourself. "But... I'm just in my pajamas."

"Uh-huh," Jungkook hummed, still not looking at you.

You cleared your throat again. "Shouldn't I be wearing something sexier?" you gulped.

Finally, he looked at you. His eyes ran over your body quickly before a smirk appeared on his lips. "You look sexy, baby. Plus, it's not about what you're wearing but about what you're not!" He winked at you and went back to searching for a song.

You felt your cheeks flare up at his words and dared to take a few steps closer to him, feeling more comfortable. "You seem to know a lot about this, Kookie," you said raising your eyebrows and he gifted you a glance to check your expression.

He sighed with a smile. "I don't, but I can't wait to find out tonight, baby. What do you think about Or Nah?"

You scrunched your nose. "Oh, no. Absolutely not."

"Rihanna's Needed me?"

You cocked your head to the side, thinking about it. "I guess?"

But Jungkook gasped. "Oh, I know! Earned it. By the Weeknd." You opened your mouth but before you could say anything, Jungkook hushed you. "I know you love this one, come on, baby." He hit play and dropped the phone away, placing both of his hands on your waist, his palms oddly warm on you even over the clothes. "Let me see your body move to this."

You pulled away, still not feeling entirely ready for this, but just the way your boyfriend was looking at you was enough to get you moving. Your fingers found the top button of your pajama shirt and lingered there. The boy in front of you moved to take a seat on your bed, staring at your eyes with his wide and awaiting ones. You didn't understand why he wanted this, it's not like he had never seen you naked before, but you still unbuttoned that first button.

Jungkook took a breath, his eyes falling to your hands on your chest. You unbuttoned another one. You weren't wearing a bra –because who does that inside the house?– and now that was becoming apparent to your boyfriend, too.

"I- I don't know what to do..." You mumbled to excuse the way you were just standing there, in front of him, undoing your shirt with an unknown nervousness.

"Hmm..." Jungkook growled in the back of his throat, a sound that made your stomach flip. A sound that meant he was enjoying his show, even if you didn't understand how or why. "Just do what you want, baby," he told you.

The song seemed to be moving so fast, you thought you wouldn't be able to undress before it was over. So you just ripped the rest of the buttons open. And Jungkook took a sharp breath in as your stomach was revealed to him, up until your round tummy under your bellybutton. His reactions, his hungry eyes, the noises he was trying not to make... it all helped you be more confident. Your breasts were still concealed behind the fabric, and before revealing them, you decided to turn around. Your back facing him. And then you slowly let the silk clothing slip from your shoulders.

"Oh, baby..." Jungkook inhaled through his teeth when he realized you were teasing him. Seconds ago you were a shy, awkward mess who didn't want to do this, and now you were giving him a seductive, piercing gaze over your shoulder as your back was getting bare inch by inch. You let the shirt fall completely to the ground. "Turn around, sweetheart," Jungkook said in a raspy voice, which only made you giggle.

Instead of listening to him, you let your head drop back. Back until your hair was falling over your shoulder blades and his eyes could almost see more than your neck. You raked your fingers through your hair, moving it around in what you hoped was a lustful way before you let your hands travel down your body. You felt your breasts, your stomach, your waist, your love handles… You touched all of you the way Jungkook only did. Your fingers slid under your pants and you started pulling them down, slowly, while moving your hips to the rhythm.

Jungkook groaned your name, getting deliciously frustrated. He could see your underwear, some plain black cotton panties covering up half of your ass, and it felt like such an achievement. The moment your pants hit the floor, you stepped out of them and turned a little to the side, allowing him the view of your side profile, the swell of your breast, the bump of your ass.

But the song started fading away and you quickly covered yourself with your arms, turning away from him again.

"Oh, it's over!" you called.

"No!" Jungkook jumped up. "No, no, c'mon. That was such a short song, no, you have to finish!" he objected, again and again.

You shook your head and laughed. "Oh, it's not my fault you chose a short song." The music had moved on to the next sexy song, but you just stayed still.

"Baby, you need to finish," your boyfriend said in the most demanding voice he could muster at that moment, but you were unmoved. You glanced at him over your shoulder- he was pouting, with his eyebrows frowned and his chest swelling. You had to bite your lip. He looked so hot. You let your eyes drop lower, and lower, until they reached his crotch.

"I can't believe that worked..." you mumbled at the sight of a very hard Jungkook, straining through his grey sweatpants. You had barely done anything and yet your boyfriend looked ready to risk it all for you. It astonished you, truly, how easily this boy got turned on by you. He must truly love you, you thought.

"Baby..." he started to say.

"It's my turn now!" you informed him and quickly bent down to grab your shirt. However, Jungkook had different plans.

"Oh, hell no!" he exclaimed as he jumped from the bed, grabbing your body from behind and immobilizing you. "If you're not going to at least finish getting undressed for me, baby, you're not allowed to put anything on."

"Jungkook!" you whined.

The boy just buried his nose behind your ear and planted a soft kiss on your neck. "I'm not taking no for an answer," he whispered in your ear. "If you want me to give you a lap dance, my condition is you stay exactly the way you are right now."

Defeated, you dropped your arms from your breasts and stood straight up again, pressing on his body more while doing so. Feeling just what you had caused down there, flushed on your lower back. A moan was caught on your throat.

"Alright," you whispered back. "Do I choose the song?"

You heard Jungkook sniff your hair before he gave you another kiss on the back of your neck and pulled away. "Sure. Choose whatever you want." It was said in a warm whisper. Then he walked out of the room. You frowned at the open door for a second, wondering where he was going.

You took his phone in your hands, pausing the random song and thinking what you're going to put on for your price. Low-key wanted to just go for the obvious choice: Pony by Ginuwine. If Jungkook was even slightly aware of the famous dance from Magic Mike, you would definitely want to see him do it. But then again, you thought, you wanted something with a slower beat. Get him to go slow so you can savor every second of it. Is there a song like this that also happens to last, say, 10 minutes?

Your boyfriend walked back in with a chair in his hold. "What's this?" you asked.

"If I'm giving you a lap dance, I'm doing it the right way," he explained as he planted that chair in the middle of the room. He looked at you, eyes glistening, glancing at your exposed chest and back at your flustered face. "Did you choose?"

You felt frozen for a moment, paralyzed at the sight of your way too confident and ready-for-this boyfriend. Exactly what was he planning to do? "Uh... Yeah," you said, and you looked at the screen, looking at the first song that was on it. "All Mine, PLAZA." Sure, that's good enough.

Jungkook nodded. He walked to you and took the phone from your hands. "Sit," he ordered.

Without waiting to be told twice, you slid on that chair, holding your hands over your well pressed together lap. You stared at Jungkook examining his phone from the corner of your eye and you gulped. He pushed his hair back with one hand and pressed play with the other. His eyes were immediately on you.

Jungkook dragged his feet through the floor until he was in front of you, grabbing the hem of his black t-shirt and lifting it to reveal half of his torso in a quick tease. He swayed to the music some more, giving you a couple more choreographed moves before he dropped down to a handstand at the first sound of the lyrics. His hands on the floor, as he came down slowly to grind on it, and then thrust a couple of times powerfully. He twisted and slid on the tiles, grabbing the legs of your chair to lift himself, crotch first, until he was towering over your seated form. His eyes found yours and you couldn't help but feel your whole face burn, a moan, or perhaps a prayer of his name, threatening to escape your lungs.

He straddled your lap and you suddenly didn't know what to do with your hands. As if reading your mind, Jungkook grabbed them, intertwining your fingers fast and pushing your hands behind your head, while he started grinding on you. A shaky breath left from your parted lips as his grinds became more aggressive right before he released you and got up. He walked behind you until you couldn't see him. But then you felt him, his hands traveling down your sides, his breath hitting your ear. Suddenly, you yelped as you felt like you were falling backward, and grabbed onto his arms for protection. But Jungkook was the one who pushed your chair back, just like he pushed it back down as he jumped in front of you again, using your hands to pull you close to his body. He grabbed your jaw and brought it close to his, his lips only a breath away from your own, as the rest of his body slowly moved farther away.

With the chorus dropping, Jungkook held the back of your head while he thrust up in the air, his crotch coming dangerously close to your face. And just as fast, he was gone again. You whined as you saw him perform for you from a distance that offered no physical contact. His hands danced under his shirt, riding it up, until it was caught on his head and forcefully thrown across the room. You drooled over your boyfriend's body, over the way his muscles moved along with him. No matter how many times you saw him, you would never get used to this view. That, you could promise.

Your boyfriend got on his knees, crawling fiercely to you. His hands landed on your legs and, without missing a beat, he forced them open.

"Jungkook," you called, but he wouldn't listen. He buried his face right into your center. You moaned loudly as he ground his face on you a couple of times, and then moved higher. His back arched and your hand in his, Jungkook guided you to feel him up, run your fingers down his abs, grab the hem of his sweats, and pull down to reveal the beginning of his pubes. You called him again, but he didn't stop.

He was gone again. Moving to the rhythm of the song you had chosen, his eyes always on your own, his intentions always feral. He was truly giving you the worst he had to offer, in the best way possible. And you couldn't understand how you were the one who asked for this. Or, better yet, how you hadn't asked for this earlier.

Your entire body felt like it was on fire and you couldn't even register everything that was happening. He was there, then he wasn't. Jungkook's hands were on you again, playing with your hair, making you beg. Beg for something not even you were sure what it was. He was grinding on you and thrusting in the small space between you, and all you could do was stare. Until he grabbed both of your arms and pulled you to your feet.

You were terrified, your legs could barely work by then, but Jungkook held you by the waist and moved his hips on yours, making sure you could feel just how hard he was for you. His hands traveled south until he grabbed your ass, squeezing it, and then he pushed.

You gasped as he made you jump, wrapping arms and legs around his body. His face was all over your breasts, grinding and licking. You felt something cold touch your back and you squealed. You were being pressed against the mirror.

"God, Jungkook," you gasped, as he adjusted himself to be able to thrust on you in beat with the song. Your head fell back, your eyes literally rolling up until all you saw was darkness, an animalistic growl roaring out of you. "Oh my god, Jungkook, please just fuck me already!"

You heard a groan, and immediately your back was being released from the mirror and meeting the floor instead, one hand protecting the back of your head from the abrupt collision. Then your wrists were pinned over you, then one leg was pushed up until your knee hit your chest while the other made room for him to grind his dick right on your clothed clit.

"I'd be fucking you already if you had finished getting undressed..."

Your wrists strained against his hold in a pitiful way. "Please..." you begged, and he stopped moving. His eyes examined your burning face with a smirk.

"You enjoying the show?" he asked, out of breath, realizing the song was coming to an end. He lowered his face in your neck and started sucking and biting down on it.

"Hmm, please..." you murmured again as if it was the only thing you knew how to say, and you raised your hips to grind on him, already addicted to the feeling.

"You gonna take those panties off for me now?" you heard his voice come muffled between the kisses on your collarbone. As a response, you ground harder on him, and Jungkook suddenly pulled away. He looked at you, growled, and grabbed your black panties from the sides. Moving away from your legs, he pulled them down until he could throw them away completely.

"C'mere, babe," he mumbled to himself as he grabbed you by the ankles and pulled you suddenly with force until your naked pussy was flashed against his crotch. Slowly, he moved over you, his hard dick inside his sweatpants poking at your clit on purpose with the most agonizing pace, as he hummed and moaned, watching your desperate form squirm, your unfocused eyes water, your open mouth, your burning skin... Stalling as if he had all the time in the world. "Did you like it, baby? My dance?" he asked and all you could do was moan in response. This wasn't the time to make small talk.

Your nails dug in his bare back. "Please, Kookie... I need you."

"I know you do, baby." Jungkook pulled his hips away and looked down. There was a dark grey stain right on the tip of his dick from your juices. "Fuck..." he groaned. "You're so wet for me, baby." So wet he didn't have to do anything to prep you. You were literally oozing out your want for him to fill you up. With his right hand, he pushed his pants down until he was able to pull out his dick. He wasn't wearing any underwear, had taken it off when he was gone to get the chair.

Jungkook grabbed the side of your neck with one hand, almost half choking you, while he pumped himself a couple of times with the other. He brought the tip to your folds, moving it up and down to coat himself in your wetness, to grind on your clit one more time and gain another moan from your pretty lips, to torture you a for little longer.

"You want me to fuck you raw, baby?"

"Yes, yes!" you exclaimed, anguished. "Just fuck me already!"

He pressed his thump on your neck a bit more, while clicking his tongue disapprovingly. "Such a desperate little slut, aren't you? Careful," he warned.

Finally, he aligned himself with your entrance and pushed inside of you slowly.

"Ohh... Fuck!" you moaned, your nails marking him even further as your head fell back. His hand released your throat to grab your breast and squeeze hard as he started moving. He pulled all the way out, then pushed all the way back in until he bottomed. He ground in there a couple of times, nudging your cervix softly, then pulled all the way back out.

"Faster, Kookie" you whined.

Jungkook stopped. He grabbed your jaw and forced you to look at him. "You don't get to give orders here," he told you. And gave you a hard thrust that made you scream. "I do what I want, yeah?" Another hard thrust.

"Oh! Ohh, yes..."

"If I wanna fuck you hard and slow, that's what I'll do," he added, but in contrast to his words, he started picking up the pace. He buried his face in your neck, his warm, quick breaths tickling your sensitive skin. You moved your hands to his hair and started pulling. His pace kept getting faster and his moans sounded like he was already about to cum, but he didn't falter at all. Your mouth found access to the top of his ear and you bit down on it.

"Shit!" Jungkook exclaimed and pulled away, hovering over your face and staring at you. "Babe..." He mumbled, grabbing the back of your knees and pushing toward your chest. When he thrust inside of you again, you could feel him so much deeper than before.

"Oh my god, Kook," you moaned, trying to move along with him to better hit the part inside you you most needed.

"I- I can feel it," he mumbled, biting his lip and rolling his hips inside of you, instead of pulling out and thrusting back in.

"Ah, yes, baby! Right there, make me come," you asked. Ready to please, Jungkook pushed two fingers inside your mouth for you to wet them, then pressed them on your clit, rubbing slow circles.

"Is that what you wanted, sweetheart?" he asked, leaning down and smirking at you.

You nodded deliriously. "More," you rasped.

With a groan, Jungkook made his thrusts quick and hard, his whole hand pressing down over your clit so much that he could feel himself inside you. He growled at the feeling -at the idea- of him being so deep.

He gave you a little kiss. "Is that enough, baby?"

You had to put so much effort into keeping your eyes on his. "Ah, yes! So good! Baby, you're so good." Your boyfriend smiled at the praise and kissed you again, more deeply. He pushed his tongue against yours aggressively in the exact way he knew you liked, trying to get you to cum. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you were getting so close you had absolutely zero control over your own body.

"Are you about to cum, love?" Jungkook pulled away to ask. "Sh- fuck! I can feel it. Cum- cum for me, baby. Let me make you feel good, yeah?"

The moment you opened your eyes, and you saw how your boyfriend's dark, blown, dangerous eyes were staring at you as if you were the most gorgeous being in the world, expecting to get an orgasm out of you, that was the moment you peaked. And you screamed his name but were silenced by him kissing you to amplify your pleasure. Jungkook picked up his pace, fucking you hard through your high until he couldn't take it anymore, so he pulled out and immediately came all over your tummy.

Your boyfriend fell next to you, facing the ceiling and trying to catch his breath. You turned your head just enough to be able to see him through your peripheral vision because your body was absolutely incapable of doing anything more than that. He looked so beautiful, you noticed. His hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, his eyes shut closed and his nose scrunched up in an expression that seemed almost painful, yet you knew it was because of his orgasm. His Adam's apple bopping up and down every time he swallowed a breath whole.

"I love you so much," you admitted suddenly. "I'm so lucky to have you."

Jungkook chuckled. "Wow, so in sync. I was just thinking that about you." You smiled, flustered by his sweet words. His head turned to your side and he checked you out. "Give me a minute, baby, and I'll clean you up, yeah?" So he also couldn't move.

You bit your lip to stop you from giggling. "So no round two?"

His eyebrows shot up in his forehead. "Oh? Sure, yeah... Are you willing to get on top?"

You both chuckled. You felt like you could finally move your hand a bit, so you raised it to grab his. "You know, that was amazing. Your dancing."

"I liked it," he admitted.

"Honestly, you looked like you've been waiting for this your entire life," you laughed.

"I have, actually!" Jungkook interjected. He stretched slightly. "You definitely know from now on what we'll be betting on all our bets, right?"

You shook your head with a smile. "I could never be as good as you. Did you not see how awkward my striptease was?"

"What are you talking about, that shit was adorable and sexy as fuck!"

You laughed, covering your mouth. You moved closer to him, cuddling his side. "No, but... I definitely don't mind betting lap dances. I mean, I always win, anyway."

"If we end up fucking like that every time, I win even when I don't win!"

You chuckled and gave your boyfriend a small kiss on his cheek. "Yeah, yeah... Anything you say, bunny."

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hatboyproject · 3 years

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Finally, all 57 spoken lines of dialogue are in place for this scene, complete with branching paths that both set & check for the presence of different variables & only unlock once both paths have been heard.

This ensures the player only gets the more emotional stuff the more they talk with him during this conversation, & if they don't want all that, they don't even need to know it's there.

Because I embrace pain, I have been working on a 4K body texture for Jeff to bring him more in line visually with his surroundings & with Shepard, because up until now he's been using an AI upscaled 1024 X 1024 image, which sucks and is noticeable.

So I've been taking the opportunity to paint in a bunch of details by hand, starting by changing the skin tone to match his. I've gotten rid of the existing freckles on the body & given him ones in different locations. I've given him a lot more body hair, including arm & leg hair, because I see Jeff as kinda a fluffy boy in contrast to Kaidan's waxed look. I've also given Jeff a ton of big, long scars on his legs of varying ages, based off of bone graft & Ilizarov cage pin site scars. His legs aren't "pretty." I mean, they are, because they're his legs & also scars are neat. I have a bunch myself! But you know what I mean. They aren't pretty in the stereotypical sense.

Right now the challenge is mostly in matching the skin tone & disguising seams, because for long & boring technical reasons what you see on the texture is not what you get in game, colour-wise. Also I don't like to be needlessly mean about someone else's work, but the way this model was originally UVd (prepared for texturing) by whoever at Bioware was... Not excellent. Decidedly un-good. Its seam placement is garish & baffling & honestly for the Legendary Edition of this mod I may very well make good on my threats to re-UV it despite having to then also re-weight it for the skeleton & of course create an entirely new hand-painted texture. As opposed to what I'm doing now, which is fairly extensive editing.

For example the elbow has been painted in the wrong location and I'm needing to move that as well as calm down a lot of this strange contouring in the arms that makes them look like pulled beef. I'm trying not to be mean here but... I've never seen forearms that look like what this texture seems to think they look like, and it's taking a lot of work to fix.

On top of this I need to edit the Normal map, because the pectoral muscles on it have been sculpted to look like sharp cut glass & need to be toned down.

I'm doing all of this though, and in terms of the original Kaidan body texture, have done all of it non-destructively... That is to say, the corrections I'm making to Joker's unique texture that would also be nice to have on Kaidan's (such as the moved elbow & better forearms & normals) exist on their own & I'll make those assets available once they're finished, so that other people can use them.

"If I've already done the work, no one else should have to," is my motto. "Give me coffee & pizza, I'm hungry," is also my motto, but it isn't as catchy, & no one listens to it anyway.

Excuse the blue hue, that was an error that has since been corrected, but it shows what I mean about the weird forearms & misplaced & kinda overwrought elbow skin.

I have no idea how to do a Read More thing on mobile so forgive me, but in the interests of showing the texture, this shows some of the changes I've made (not the moved elbow just yet, that's still how it is in vanilla.) But I've calmed down a lot of the overdone stuff. That weird beef jerky thing is still visible slightly because it's there on the Normal map.

"Homf"

So yeah. Been tweaking animations in the conversation as I've been going along, too.

Most of the dialogue in this scene is going to be more or less raw synth output and that's because... I want to try to use the lip-sync generator prototype for this, but that depends on the files from xVASynth, for the timing & placement of sounds. So if I mess with it everything will be wildly out of sync with no way to easily correct it. So I'm going to have to take the hit there & forego editing dialogue in post.

Because... honestly, if I have to animate 57 lines of FaceFX completely by hand, key by key, shape by shape... I will probably go fully and actually bonkers.

I think I've done around 80 or 90 for the entire mod up to this point. 57 in one scene is an achievement I am going to give myself a medal for because look, modesty & all, but GOD DAMN.

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please-buckme · 4 years

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I Don’t Mind.

AU Anakin Skywalker x reader

Warnings: slight smut but nothing really.

A/N: I’ve been wanting to write this for a while. I think this song could have been written for Anakin. It explains how even on someone’s darkest days the love of their life will still be there, holding their hand.

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It was a normal day, like any other. Anakin would arrive home from work, pain written on his face. The pain becoming more apparent with each passing day. Life for Anakin wasn’t easy, and you knew that. You had known that when you married him but that didn’t stop you because, to you, pain had never looked so beautiful before.

Anakin would have his happier moments too, those you cherished. The moments of laughter, the moments of love, the moments he could be himself with you; you could never love someone the way you loved him in those moments.

When he comes into the house he strips himself of his shoes while also loosening his tie. Everyday you’d make him a drink and sit with him in your own comfortable silence, until he was ready to talk.

“I feel like I don’t deserve the things I have.” He states.

“Ani,” you coo, “What do you mean?”

“I mean.. this for instance, you love me and I have no idea why. I- I’m a piece of shit (Y/N) and you know it. I’ve done terrible, awful things and yet here you are, always waiting, always happy to see me. I- I don’t deserve this.” Anakin brings the glass to his lips, throwing back all of the brown liquor that occupied the crystal glass in his hand.

“It’s because I love you.”

“Why?” He asks now, setting the glass on the coffee table in front of him.

“Because I do. Is that not a good enough reason? I love you because I love you.” He smiled, shaking his head at you.

“You love me because you love me?”

“Yes.” Your hand reaches for his shoulder, needing to feel him against your skin, “I don’t have a specific answer for you, Anakin. I love everything about you, even your demons.”

He leaned in close to you connecting your lips to his. His lips were gentle against yours, this being the only way Anakin knew how to express his love for you. You both sat there, lips feathering over each other, not wanting or needing anything else from each other but the feeling of being in love with one another.

“I’m a mess and you know it.” He says, pulling away from you now.

“I don’t mind.”

It was late, 3am late, to be exact.

You’d gone to bed, sick of waiting for Anakin to come home. He’d done this before and when he does he turns his phone off. It used to worry you but now you didn’t really mind.

The door to your bedroom opened and a drunk, slightly stumbly Anakin walked in.

“Good Morning.” Your tone was flat.

“Shh.” He slurred, walking to your side of the bed. Your face written in confusion as he stands in front of you.

“What is it, Ani?” Anakin runs his hands along your thighs, hesitantly before bringing his fingers to the tie that held your nightgown to your body. The silky strings fall apart as if they weren’t meant to be tied in the first place.

His hands place themselves firmly to your warm, bare breasts. Still not pleased with how late Anakin decided to stumble in, you found that you weren’t in the mood, so you bring your hands up to his, gently pulling him away, “Anakin, I-”

“Please, (Y/N), I-I need this.” Anakin sniffles, indicating that he’d been crying again. A sighed exhale flows past your lips before giving Anakin a nod.

The alcohol was present on his lips as he kissed you. One of his hands continued to fundle your breast while the other worked on getting his own clothes off. He was having difficulties with the buttons, him being drunk and all, which made you giggle and offer a helping hand. To help him out you undid the rest of the buttons on his shirt and loosened the belt around his waist. He kicked his pants off the rest of the way, then joined you on the bed. He deepened the kiss, laying you back gently on your back as he lined himself up to your entrance. You gasp at the sudden feeling of his hard member inside you.

At first his thrusts were harsh and rough, making you wince, until he broke down atop you. Tears hit your skin as he stilled inside you. You watched the man above you fall apart, Anakin was crumbling within himself and there was nothing for you to do.

Many times you wished to take out all the negative thoughts that cloud his brain, give him one day of silence, but you couldn’t. So, you did the only thing you could, you sat up coming close to his face to wipe away his tears of sadness and guilt. He wrapped you in a tight hug as he cried into your shoulder. You whispered sweet soothing things into his ear to calm him down.

“It’s okay Ani I’m right here.”

“Everything’s going to be alright.”

“I love you so much.”

“I’m never going to leave you, baby. I’m right here.”

When his crying settled down you flipped him over, you now atop him. You kissed a line up his belly, starting at his belly button. When you got to his neck you pulled at the skin with your teeth before sucking at it gently, having Anakin gasp at every nibble and bruise you left behind.

One of your hands rested in his hair as the other reached his flesh hand. As you finished leaving marks all over his neck you continued down his arm, biting and sucking.

“I love you so much, (Y/N).” He said to you, sadness still present in his voice.

“I love you too, Ani.”

You worked his other arm until you reached the metal aligning his forearm. Anakin’s skin was still very sensitive where the flesh conjoined with the metal. You placed delicate kisses all the way around, showing him that you truly loved every inch of him, inside and out.

When you were done you felt his flesh hand lightly tug at your scalp, lifting your head as he pulled you into his lips once again. The desperation for your touch is now very noticeable. You bring your hand down to his hard again member, lining him up before sinking him back inside of you. Your hips rocking slowly with his as Anakin becomes fully absorbed with you. He questions every day why you’re still with him, why you love him so much. But he’s grateful for you and your love. He knows that no one could ever love him the way you do.

Anakin feels tears brim his eyes again as he is overcome with your love. Through the years he has put you through a lot and he knew that. He tries to be a better man everyday for you but cracks under the pressure sometimes. When he has his moments of weakness he doesn’t like to bring it home to you, hence why he stays at the bar till you fall asleep. He knows he causes you pain and you bury it for the sake of his, like you’re doing tonight.

Instead of yelling at him or shunning him, you're making sweet, patient love to him.

You pull away from his lips and sit up straight still rocking your hips in sync with his. He watched as you threw your head back, you also becoming so absorbed in the moment. To Anakin, watching you pleasure yourself over him was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

When you both reached your highs you fell to the bed, landing next to Anakin. He grabbed the blanket throwing it over the both of you, while you wrapped your arms around his waist as he laid with his back to you.

“I’m sorry.” You heard him whisper, almost to himself.

“I don’t mind.”

The sun was out, shining against every surface it could find. You and Anakin had slept in most of the day, holding each other tight. He’d peck your lips every some often, wanting more but also just enjoying the sight of you next to him.

Anakin ran his fingers down the side of your body, tickling at your sides, while your fingers played with his curly locks. The beautiful raze of the sun illuminates Anakin's skin, reminding you of delicious honey.

“You’re so.. beautiful.” You told him. Before he had time to speak you kissed him. At first it was just a peck. When Anakin went to pull away you brought him back in, smashing his lips to yours, just desperate to feel the touch of his lips. It was a hungry kiss, but that’s all it was. You pulled away this time, still leaving gentle kisses on his lips.

“Let's lay here all day.” He whispers, kissing you again.

“I don’t mind.”

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brownsugarcoffy · 3 years

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It Never Rains In Southern California - Part Two

Disclaimer: This imagine will contain profanity, hard language, sexual content.

Summary: You and Angel have broken up and while it was your choice, you miss him desperately. Although your pride was never going to let you go to him first, he decided to show up at your doorstep late night. An things began to get heavy.....

Characters: Black Reader × Angel Reyes

Part One

You looked away from Angel due to the close contact between you two. You were trying so hard to fight the urges to try not to give into your vulnerability and letting him see you break down right here. However, you realize you broke up with him and was soon on your way out of this hick town.

You yank away from Angel causing him to get more irritated with you. Rubbing your arm to smooth out the roughness." We have no business to handle Angel. You're drunk and I need to make sure you get home safe."

"I'm not drunk dammit! Tipsy yes, but drunk? No."

"I don't care! You need to leave!" You shouted with urgency. You try to move away from him to go get your phone from the bedroom, but pulled back towards him.

"Why do you keep pushing me away? Does it mean nothing to you that I came all the way here in the rain to check up on you? Do you really hate me that much?" You watch as Angel eyes begin to swell up with water. You were starting to hate yourself more and more. Why do you keep doing this to him?

He is trying his best to hold back his tears because he wasn't about to start showing his vulnerability to a woman who is basically acting as if they never shared a bed.

"Angel why are you really here?" You ignored all questions he just asked, hoping he would get so angry that he would want to leave. That he will finally give up on this conversation. Finally give up on you, but see Angel wasn't ready to give up just yet. He knew you hiding something deep down.

"Because….I missed you y/n. You don't visit pop’s shops anymore. EZ hasn't heard from you in a long time. You could be mad at me, but don't take it out on my family who loves you." Angel confession tugged your heart, causing you to slowly bring your guard down.

"Listen..you know I love Felipe and Ez. I wouldn't hurt them on purpose. I've just been busy with my grandmother & work." It was not the whole truth, but you have been picking up extra shifts at the hospital. Trying to earn enough money for your move, but the key point was keep yourself busy from thinking about Angel.

"Bullshit!" He barked.

"Excuse me?"

"Come on. I know your grandmother has been out for a couple of weeks and your cousin has been helping you take care of her. I also know you've been picking up shifts at work on purpose.” He objected to my answer.

“Who told you-”

“It doesn't matter who told me. It's the fact you just keep lying to me. Why? Why are you always running away?"

" I'm not running-"

"Shut up! There you go lying again. You think I don't know about you moving your ass up outta here." Silence filled the room as now the thunder was the only thing speaking. He knew about you moving and if it wasn't for him seeing your cousin at his father shop. You would have moved out of this town with a single word. It's what you did last time.

Always running scared with your tail between legs. Scared of actually dealing with your problems. Angel nodded to himself as he saw you struggle to come up with a good rebuttal. His eyes suddenly got widened; tears were streaming down your face as the wall you build came crashing down. It was the first time Angel saw you cry in a longtime.

" Baby…" Angel tried to touch your arm to console you, but you just put your hand up to stop him. If he touched you right now you'll be a hot mess. Your emotions will be out of your control and you wouldn't be able to stop it. He wanted to hold you at this moment. To let you know he's here and wants to protect you. He loves you so much, but you keep denying is breaking his heart every minute. Angel just needed to feel you. Not only for you, but for him.

So Angel walked up close to you, which made you step back. Now having two hands in front of you to keep Angel at bay. That didn't stop Angel. While he just kept his paced walking closer to you, you just kept moving back until your back hit the wall.

"Angel...please…." You begged him not to come closer; pushing his torso away from you, but your arms were weak. Angel took them and placed them at your side. You head low because you didn't want to look him in the eyes at your current state. Your tears just wouldn't stop no matter how much you tried.

“ Y/n look at me.” Angel commanded as his body is now towering over you.

“No.” Your defiance sounded strong, but there was something there that wobble; conforming some doubt.

“ Look at me!” Angel slammed his hand on the wall on the side of you. Which the sound off the wall syncs with the thunder that roars loudly. This caused you to bring your head up; you were now forcibly eye to eye with Angel. Angel was very pleased to finally see that pretty face he loved to wake up too.

“Now that I got your attention. Do you know why I put up with your shit y/n? Do you?” Your eyes averted away from him, but this only caused Angel to lightly take his hand onto your jaw and pull your face back to him. “Stop looking away from me... I put up with it because I love you. I know you're scared about this Mayans thing, but you got to trust me when I say I got this.”

“This isn’t easy for me okay! I want to believe you Angel, but what if you end up like my father. In a ditch somewhere-” The cry in your voice solidified with the amount of motivation it took you to succumb.

“Y/n….I’m not your father. I would never bring death at your doorstep. I’ll make sure you're protected at cost. Haven’t I always?” He stopped you before you could go any further. He never put his family in danger for his own personal gain. He wasn’t that type of man.

“Yes you always have.” You stated above a whisper while the tears kept falling down from your dark lashes.

‘Y/n…” Angel grasps your chin in his hand, taking his thumb to swipe away the wetness that ran down her cheek.” You're such a stubborn woman. I think you got me beat.” Angel slightly let a chuckle pass his lips. Giving a lighthearted aura as he pokes at you for fun.

“I can’t go through that pain again Angel.”

‘I won’t let you, but just talk things out with me. Don’t just go running away when things get rough and just disappear because that causes pain too. He drew his face closer to yours, nudging the tips of both of your noses. “ Don’t shut me out ever again because these two months without you really fucked me up.” He pleaded, while bringing his head to the crook of your neck. Taken in your natural scent, Angel was finally at home again.

“I won’t. I’m sorry.” Your breathlessly promised him your word. It felt so good to be in Angel arms again and how aches so many nights for this. Although your face was slowly drying up, your T- shirt began to soak up water coming off Angel clothes as your body was now pressed against his. The water touches your bare skin which gives you chills as cold air comes into play causing your nipples to be harder than what they were. You were about to call out to Angel, but that all fell through when Angel brought his lips to devoured yours.

A delicious moan escaped from your mouth as you allowed him to explore every corner of your mouth. His hands manage to slide up your thigh, it wasn’t long until you felt his nimble digits grip the hem of your shirt. His fingers lightly grazed your hip bone, which told you didn’t have on no panties. Angel propped his leg between you caused you to feel the friction on your core making you let out whimper in the kiss. In seconds the wetness between your legs began to leave a damp on Angel black denim jeans. Feeling your arousal ruin his jean, sparked his own. Causing his jeans to grow together by every second. This was it. He needs you in every way he can get you.

He interrupted the kiss, Angel grasped the back of your thighs and pushed them up. He bent down now having your legs swung over his shoulders. A grasp release from your mouth at the new position you were now put in. You quickly grip Angel's shoulders to steady your balance between you and the wall. With his thumb, Angel brushed the most sensitive part of you thinking of how he was going to have his meal.

“Please...baby.” You desperately moaned out causing you to throw your head back.

“Oh I’m baby now? I thought you were gonna call EZ to come and get me. What happened to that?” He taunted, forming a smirk on his lips.. Angel let his thumb rub against your clit once more just to tease you some more.

“Shit Angel stop it! I’m begging you!” You almost screamed as he was playing with all your emotions, but you guess it payback as you played with him first. Angel just responded with a chuckle while his lips began to get closer and closer to your core. His cool breath grazes her sensitive skin every second, giving her the sensation she is aching to have. Before he could feast he let out a warning to you.

‘Don’t fall or I’m gonna make you cry again. And this time your never gonna stop.”

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knifeewifee · 4 years

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A/N: Some love to Kacchan uwu The feral Gremlin needs love too. This is also My first of many posts for @bnhabookclub ‘s Bingo Event! I thought of Moe as i wrote this uwu We need more Kacchan than Katsuki. This was SO close to being angst ngl. Glad I didn’t go down the route lol.

WC: 1.6 k

TW: Kissing, Fluff, Cursing, Bakubitch being Bakubitch, small hint hint at sexy time but not really

Tag: @pinkjeanist @gallickingun @pixxiesdust @solzubasu

It felt like it had been far too long since you and your beloved exploding Pomeranian had time together. His ambition to become the number one hero was still very much prominent. It had only been two years since you both finished your three years at UA high. Katsuki Bakugou went straight into hero work, quickly rising through the ranks. It didn't surprise you in the least. Katsuki was aggressive, and nothing will hold him back from what he wants. But you also knew the Katsuki pushed himself far beyond his limits. He never sat down and relaxed. He was always ready to leave at a moments notice. You could tell by the way he seemed angrier than usual that he was stressed. His body never seemed to relax anymore. Even when he slept, he tossed and turned throughout the night. His face blanketed in irritation and exhaustion the next morning. You worried about him. You worried he might be throwing his health to the side for the sake of becoming number one as soon as possible.

You waited for Katsuki to finally have a day off, you scheduled your day off on the same day to make sure Katsuki finally relaxed instead of trying to work on his rare day of freedom. The night before, you made sure to turn the alarm off after he fell asleep. Katsuki doesn't usually sleep late, but you wanted to make sure he didn't wake up to the sound of all might yelling 'I AM HERE' repeatedly until he rolled out of bed. You snuggled into bed comfortably next to Katsuki, who was sound asleep by 9 pm. You pressed your face into his warm back, bathing in his caramel scent, your arms wrap around his small waist tightly as you quickly drifted off to sleep.

The soft light of the morning drifted in through your window. The suns rays kissed your face as you stir from your long night of sleep. It was odd not waking up to the sound of your alarm. You sink into the comfort of your pillow and duvet. The smell of slightly burning sugar that lingered on all the blankets and pillows brought a beautiful warmth to you. After a moment, you turned to still see Katsuki sound asleep next to you. A smile formed on your lips as you realize it was now past 6 am, and he was still sound asleep.

You slid out from under the blankets carefully, not this disturb the sleeping grump. You make your way from your shared bedroom and to the kitchen, the cold tile nipped at your feet as you make your way to the fridge opening it and looking inside. You grab some eggs, milk bacon, and some other things. You dance around the kitchen, preparing breakfast for your dear boyfriend. You knew the second you started the coffee Katsuki would wake up, so you put it off until the very last moment. Yow throw in jalapenos and peppers in with Katsuki's eggs and finished your own 'normal' eggs. You pulled out a tray and began to place everything neatly onto it. Lastly, you started the coffee. Katsuki liked his coffee black with a little bit of sugar. You couldn't help but think to yourself that it was pretty similar to Katsuki himself. Bitter with a bit of sweetness mixed in.

You hummed sweetly as you placed the black mug onto the tray. You picked it up and walked back towards your room. You push open the door with your hip. To your surprise, Katsuki was still bundled up inside the duvet. You set the breakfast down onto the dresser and slide your way back into bed. You snuggle into Katsuki, who sleepily wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. His chin rested on your head. His soft breathing was almost enough to lull you back to sleep. You wrap your arms around his waist, running your fingers gently up and down bareback. His skin was burning hot, but it was the type of warmth you were used to from him.

You place a gentle kiss to his collar bone. "Good morning, Kacchan~" Katsuki's only response was a low grunt indicating he was indeed awake. His fingers find their way into your hair, lacing through your locks and messaging your scalp gently. You hummed in satisfaction closing your eyes and nuzzling closer to Katsuki's chest. "Ya know I made breakfast for you…" You try to pull away to get up and grab the breakfast you made for the two of you. "If we don't eat now, it'll get cold." Katsuki pulled you back in his arms, refusing to budge.

"It'll be fine cold... I'll still eat it. Let's just lay like this for a bit longer, dumbass" He leaves a sleepy kiss to your forehead, and you sigh in defeat. How can you say no to him when he was so cute right now. Your hand slides from his back to his hair; it was soft and messy despite its look. You loved the way his hair felt between your fingers. You loved how his typical scowl softened whenever you ran your fingers through his pale gold hair. You couldn't help but stare at him. His usually angry face looked so gentle. Even though his face was constantly twisted in some sort of a hostile fashion, he never had any hint of a mark that would give away his constant scowl. His skin away always smooth and flawless. It make you a bit jealous at times, but you also admired his beauty was well. You also loved that you were the only one to see Katsuki look so peaceful.

You kept moments like this a secret; you locked them away inside your heart to remind yourself that moments like these are the reasons why you fell so hard for this man. His attitude sometimes got into the way, he couldn't control his tongue sometimes, but you know that he wouldn't even if he could. He felt he was right all the time, though if he was far from it. The arguments sometimes became too much for you. Sometimes you wondered if he loved you like you loved him. Wholehearted without a single doubt, but it was moments like this where he holds you close, where you can hear his heartbeat fast, where his calloused hands touched you so gently as if you were a flower, that you know he loves you just the same.

You couldn't deny that the two of you had so many issues, but you also couldn't deny that the love between you two was genuine. Your eyes traced across Katsuki's face etching his strong jaw and the soft curve of his cheek into your memory. You never wanted to forget moments like this. Never wanted to forget that the man who held you so tightly was indeed your soulmate. Far more than in a romantic way, but he was your best friend as well. Most people wouldn't believe that Katsuki had a sill side either where he danced in the living room with you. Making jokes or even playing pranks from time to time. He may have shown this side of him with his close friends, but you knew that he felt comfortable around you.

Your fingers glided down the shell of his ear and towards his jaw. Katsuki makes no move to stop you as your fingers run from his jaw to his cheek and then finally settling onto his lips. Katsuki opens his eyes and looks down at you his piercing red eyes softened as he leans his forehead onto yours. His warm handshake their way under your shirt, his thumb rubbing circles on your side as his lips press into your gently in a chaste kiss. Your legs intertwine with his as his sleepy kiss becomes more and more heated. Your lips press into his moving in sync as your hand roams through his hand. He always got this way when you touched his face like that. When you looked at him with such innocent eyes, Katsuki wasn't good with his words. He didn't know how to express his feelings in words. He showed everything through actions, and right now, his actions spoke in volumes.

Before the kiss went any farther, you pulled away. A small growl leaves Katsuki's throat. His eyes still lidded with sleep. "Kacchan, our food really will get cold." You wined. Katsuki rolled over onto his back, groaning.

"Fine, Fine Shitty Woman, go get it then." He sighed. He wanted to sound mad at the fact that you broke away so soon, but you could see the small smirk that settled comfortably on his face. You clumsily crawled out of bed. The blankets twisted and tied around you from cuddling with Katsuki. You make your way to the tray and bring it back to the bed. Katsuki sat up, leaning against the headboard as you place the tray over him. You take a piece of now cold toast and began to munch on it. Katsuki smiled at you as he pinched your cheek. "You went and made a large breakfast, didn't you ?" You puff out your cheeks to show him so displeased you were with his teasing sop early in the morning. Katsuki takes a sip off his coffee, spitting it back out, His brows furrow as he looks down at his cup.

"It's fuckin cold" He groaned as you giggle at his irritation. Katsuki pushed the try away and flops on top of you, pushing you into the plush mattress. "That's okay... I have a better meal right here in front of me" a deep blush covers your face as Katsuki kisses you again this time with a purpose.

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cha-nell · 3 years

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𝕀 𝕊𝔼𝔼 ℝ𝔼𝔻 // 𝔻𝔸ℕ𝕀𝔼𝕃 𝕊𝔼𝔸𝕍𝔼𝕐

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 ( 𝚂𝚕𝚞𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎.), 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 ( 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐), 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚝𝚘𝚢𝚜, 𝙱𝙳𝚂𝙼, 𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢, 𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕, 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚂𝚒𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔.

As the day dragged second by second it became searingly hard to not miss Daniel, But It was hard. The whole day had been dahl and lonely without his presence and his soft light forehead kisses, My eyes glued to the TV screen trying to keep my attention to the show I was watching. Everything was just quiet. so quiet you could drop a pin and I would hear it chime to the hard eliminated floor, It was torture to my ears not hearing his soft mellow raspy voice create a slight joke or comment.

Kobe led beside me giving me some sort of company. His soft black fur pressed nicely to my bare leg, from me wearing only bed shorts and one of Daniel's shirts. The fading sweet smell of his cologne rising to my nostrils every time I moved. Daniel had gotten up early since he was at the studio all day, He loved his job with so much passion and I loved seeing him showing me his work and ranting to me about his day.

The same usual things gave me plain butterflies just thinking of how he would never bore me.

It would give me a sense that he trusted me with so many things, and I just embraced as much of it as I could. Today was Friday and Friday's meant Date night. These nights where always so special since we didn't always have time to chill during the week, these nights where normally peaceful as we never went out much to a fancy restaurant or anything we just liked to be in our own environment. Snuggling to each other's bodies.

Daniel and I were meant to have a movie night, the new Fifty Shades Of Grey was released on TV and I was excited to watch it. Popcorn, Candy, Apple juice and more treats as Daniel snuggled me in his masculine arms. I couldn't wait. I had the movie downloading on the TV as I watched the show Strictly Come Dancing.

A bright blue banner at the top of the big screen flashed with the announcement ' fifty Shades Freed is downloaded watch now' . I stared long and hard at the 'watch now' button, one swift click and I could watch a smidge of the first part. Daniel wouldn't mind, would he?

My scrawny fingers ached to press the soft button that my thumb was brushing over. Browsing my eyes over the controller trying to fight the daggering urge. In a matter of minutes I found myself with a pot of Pringles watching the start of the new movie.

My teeth gnashing at the hard potato chip, the strong taste of sour cream and chive anthill my taste buds. The first scene was of a blissful wedding, they were now both newlywedded.

Mr Grey took Ana to a huge boat that he owned. This was there honey moon, things immediately took a turn and Mr Grey had his wife's wrists cuffed to her ankles.

The soft whispered moans, and sounds of there wet kisses made me tingle inside, thinking of the stuff Daniel could do to me. The way Mr Grey grabbed her throat was the same way Daniel gripped mine. Daniel was another Mr Grey.

My insides perturbed watching the steamy scene, making me tremble at the sight. My throat swallowing a lump of nerves back down my body. The breathes got heavier and their moans got louder, my breathing quickening at the blissful noises.

It hit different watching it without Daniel, my mind just kept thinking of him doing this sort of stuff to me, using me like a piece of equipment. Breeding me like some bitch. I knew I couldn't hold on for long, so I paused the movie.

The wetness between my legs driving me into insanity as it spread down the slight corners of my thighs. Making my way upstairs step by step was one way closer from relieving the damp trapped feeling inside. I get to mine and Daniels shared master bedroom, not thinking of shutting the door since I was alone. I went to my side of the king sized bed, draping a hand down to the bottom draw and opening it.

The rattle of the heavy object against the soft hollow set free as I opened the draw, my eyes staring down at the toy eyeing every curve of it. I put my bottom lip between my teeth softly looking at the fake veins imprinted on the sides of the vibrator.

My breathing becoming more unsteady as I did so. My body was aching, craving the feeling of anything pleasuring me right now, I knew Daniel hated me pleasuring myself, he always said it was his job to make me feel good but I was desperate. I set the vibrator down on the soft mattress before laying down next to it and pulling off my shorts along with my black laced underwear.

The thin fabric trailing down my legs making goosebumps appear all over. The cold air mixing with the heat of my dripping core made the wetness intense, my chest heaving up and down quicker as I let my bare hand roam my stomach. The touch of my hand lowering down my body to meet with the pure wetness of my pussy.

My middle finger sliding down the center, slipping over my quivering slit the wet sound bitterly making its way to my ears.

I took a moment to feel my humidity, massaging the pearl like sensitive area that had formed along with the moisture. My breath moan escaping my lips as I feel the sudden slight pleasure of the pad of my finger slide up and around my clit. Rubbing the small delicate ball between my fingers quickening the pace ever so slowly.

It was getting too much to handle now, my mind was fixed on sorting myself out before Daniel got home. Finally I took the Vibrator next to me, my fingers dancing over the softly rough bumps of the tip and down the main part to the base. Driving the object between my legs, turning it on to the lowest setting and rubbing the curve of the tip over my slit caressing the moment of loneliness I had without Daniel.

Swiftly, I pushed the tip of the vibrator in my core the strong sense of it stretching my walls making my body tense as I pushed the rest inside me. It was amazing. I left the setting the same for a long while so I could build myself to my orgasm, steadily thrusting it in and out.

I moaned softly at the pleasure. I thrusted it slightly faster over time, turning up the setting little by little making sure to take in everything I was doing to myself. I raised my left hand to squeeze my right breast, using my right hand to thrust the heavy thing between my legs.

My moans where in good sync with the shoves of the vibrator, I gripped the sheets "F-uck" I breathed out, my hand flying to my clit as I started quickening my pace as If dying to get fucked like a slut.

My mind zoning out with the sentiment of the hard fake shaft driving senselessly into me " Y-es fuck" I mumble to myself as If someone was with me. I moaned in my hand gripping the flesh as tight as I could before turning the setting up higher.

I was nearly at the maximum speed and It was a magical feeling, my moans echoed the house, light whimpers where struggled from my throat as I bucked my hips to meet the thrusts of my small hands.

"Y-Yes daddy" I moan louder putting my head back gently as I arched my back, my legs spread apart as wide as they could go, while my whole body shook from being close to my orgasm. " Ye-s yes yes" I squealed, dragging out long thrusts with my hand feeling me inch closer and closer to my climax.

My legs shook and my mouth was hung open ready to let out a loud gasp. My moans got more high pitched before I finally felt the knot undo, the relieving feeling scraping every last breath and moan I had out of me.

The warm liquid oozing down the line of my ass as I pulled the bulging vibrator out of me, my chest rising up and down as I rode out the last of my peak.

I hear a creek near the door frame and sit up on my elbows seeing a very exasperated Daniel Seavey standing there. His eyebrows corrugated with his fists compressed in balls of fury, the muscles in his arms tensing.

His jaw tightening as his teeth gritted together, his throat swallowed a lump of anger down and his electric blue eyes a raging and dark blue. "what have you just done" Daniel snapped, his teeth tightly restrained together as his eyes never left my body.

If looks could kill I would be dead. I had never seen him so outraged, then again I had never gone against his back. I was frightened but also feeling a little brazen.

"I don't know what you mean Daniel" I say with an innocent look, pulling my bottom clothes back on. Daniels jaw clenched more "You know what I mean you brat" he snapped. The name was new, but I was having fun, too much fun to stop.

"I don't Daniel" I say with the same innocents, batting my eyes up at him. The strong scent of his lynx lingered over to me as I got slightly closer.

"You didn't follow my rules! you went against them!" Daniel scowled, his face getting closer to mine as he stood by the doorway still. I felt his breath exhale on my cheeks, as he breathed heavy like an angry bull.

"So what?" I snap back bitterly, his hand instantly slapping to my arm and he gripped it tightly "You better what your attitude missy!" He says, pushing me against the door frame with a big force. My back hitting the hard surface of the door frame, as his body pressed against mine to keep me in place.

Daniels lips hovered against my ear "You stepping in dangerous grounds baby" he spat. The tightening on my arm releasing, him expecting me to give in but I wasn't ready yet. "Am I? Am I really? you won't do anything" I smirked in pride.

"I'm gonna fucking ruin you" Daniel says, The strong sense of his hand reaching to my throat and squeezed around it making me gasp for air slightly.

"I'm gonna make you know who the boss is, the one who you SHOULD listen to" He taunts, looking me dead in the eyes watching how my face turned into carelessness. "No you won't" I say through a gasp, I felt a index finger run down the front of me "I bet your dripping again already" He whispered in a chuckling manner.

"You look so good with my hands around your neck" He smirked, I roll my eyes at his cockiness, my eyes completely fixed on his outraged ones. His body left mine as he gripped my hair with force and dragged me to the bed, roughly pushing me forwards towards it

" You dirty whore, think that is gonna pleasure you the way I do?" He says pointing to the vibrator.

I think for a second before looking at him after turning my body and I nod "Yes" I say "Even better".

Daniel got closer towards me spinning me back around so I was bent over the side of the bed "You think it's better?" He mocks before letting a hand come down and slap my ass, the sting seething through the thin fabric of my shorts and underwear.

"I won't apologise for marking you up, you need to learn who you belong to" Daniel hissed in my ear. "I don't even care if it takes all night, you WILL submit!" I chuckle just to agitate him just that little more, and the same hot spank to my ass was once again used, This time I let out a slight whimper, my mind completely into whatever was about to happen next.

His big hand went to the waist band of my shorts, his long fingers pulling the soft material down to my ankles, leaving me in my black underwear and his shirt. But his shirt wasn't there for long as it was ripped from my body.

Now revealing my matching bra. I hear the clinking of a belt buckle being fiddled with, the curiosity getting the better of me "What are you gonna do?" I say without hesitation.

The same evil chuckle escaped his lips " you'll find out".

I went to say something else but a strong wave of pain struck on my flesh of my right ass cheek, letting out a loud whelp.

"Fuck!!" I yelled slightly, making him bring the same ache again and again. "Stay still, don't move your fucking hips" Daniel raised his voice, pulling my hair backwards and so my neck arched.

The spank of the bare leather once more hitting me, trying with all my power not to jolt my hips. Daniel harshly pulls me up by my locks of hair and turns me so I'm facing him, pushing me quickly to my knees, eye level to the black jeans that covered his length.

"Ouch!" I mutter under my breath, his hand tightening in my hair.

"Shall we put that mouth of yours to better use?" Daniel says before sliding his hand to his flies and unzipping the zipper, the long black skinny jeans pooling at his ankles as he took them off along with his boxers.

I clamped my mouth shut, making my jaw ache, " Open your fucking mouth" Daniel says harshly gripping the sides of my cheeks and squeezing them so my lips parted.

He took the one opportunity to slide his dick into my mouth, my throat not ready for the next actions, but It was like a dream, He had never been so angry and rough before.

"Take that dick" Daniel praised and bucked his hips up in my face watching himself disappear in my mouth, the groggy gagging sounds as his thrusts got faster and harsher.

His hand was still tightly embedded messily in my hair, the tightness made my head cramp. Daniel pulled my mouth up and down on him as his head went back and moaned softly, "Y-es baby" was all he said between grunts.

The retching of my throat as he pushed his whole length in it making me gag uncontrollably. "Look at how you take it" Daniel smirked, the instant cockiness of his voice was telling me he was smirking.

His hand pushed my head up and down faster, the wet sounds from my throat where the other noises along with the gags of myself and his grunts.

I could feel saliva starting to trickle down past my lips and down my chin, making the wetness increase more.

Intense sloppy thrusts matching the pattern of my heaves,

"F-uck yes darling" Daniel spoke a broken moan tensing as he twitched in my mouth. But he was having a good time, my neck and throat cramped and ached from the force of his huge shaft choking me as he fulfilled his need.

I looked up at him through my lashes, his blue eyes centered down into mine, watching the mess I was below him. The corners of his lips rising up as he did so, "Taste good?" Daniel teased watching my eyes start to brim with tears. My mascara running down my rosy red cheeks as the wetness around my tight lips smeared them slightly. Sweat dripped from my body, the room was hot and stuffy making Daniel also sweat. The look of it made me groan against him the vibrations causing him to twitch again. His light caramel skin glistening with the beads of dripping sweat from the line of his hair. It didn't take long for the bitter, salty goo to pour in my mouth with a loud gasp and grunt from Daniels veiny throat "F-uck!!" he articulated.

I tried my hardest to avoid swallowing the horrid texture, it tasted good but the feel of it was utter torture.

"Swallow. every last drip!" Daniel demanded tapping my face with his hand vaguely, earning my eyes to shut at the feel.

Following his orders only a smidge, letting some of the white liquid drip out of my mouth and down the curve of my chin. Running down to the base of my neck. Daniel watched my chin spill his cum down my neck.

"You look so pretty with my cum around your chops" Daniel whispered appraisingly as he slapped my face again. His fingers traced the outline of my wet lips, spreading the juices of himself around them.

His hot breath was close to me, making the hairs on my body stand on edge. My arm was grabbed tightly as he yanked me to my feet, spinning me back to face the bed and kneed me in the back of the legs to dip my body over the bed.

My front thumping against the mattress, making me wheeze in shock.

"Hands behind your back" I hear Daniel whisper yell in my ear before opening a wooden hollow draw and rattling something behind me.

I stayed the way I was with my hands either side of me, "Did you hear me?!" he ordered again. I stayed silent.

"you little obnoxious whore" Daniel growled yanking my hands to my back and cuffing them there to hold them in place. I bit my lip holding back a smirk in the mattress, before hearing another clinking of metal.

I tried turning my head to glance at what he was doing but I couldn't. I felt a strong sense of coldness on my neck and a sound of a lead being put on a clip, then my questions where answered as Daniel yanked the thing around my neck to look at him.

"Now your like a proper bitch" Daniel inched to my face, bringing his nose to brush against mine then kissing my lips ever so slightly.

Barely any pressure was added to the kiss, and then the harsh sting of leather came down on my lower back and I gasp out in shock"Fuck!" I whimper, letting Daniel see my face. "You can take it" Daniel told me, dragging the cold bumps of the belt down the line of my spine and down to my ass spanking it again and again.

I closed my eyes tight at the torturous feeling but my mind was numb of how he was taking me, utter bliss filled my veins as I was restrained and used just like I wanted earlier.

I felt Daniel move around the room, finding something and then everything went black. "Move an Inch and you won't be coming tonight".

My underwear was ripped into two halves and throw to either side of the room with a growl from Daniels thin lips. Softly a pad of a finger was pushed lightly over my sensitive heat, making my mouth fall open. He was feeling the wetness that had formed and he drove me to the edge already.

It was to hot to handle, all the stuff he was doing but I knew he had more. He wouldn't stop until I gave him my full self.

"You're so wet" Daniel taunts, watching my perspiration leak in long strings out of my pussy and onto the bedsheets, the cold air was making it throb aswell as his finger.

"Don't make a mess babygirl" He remarks before pushing just the tip of his finger inside me. Hearing it slide in me as the clamminess damped it, holding in a breathy moan I clenched my hands in a deformed fist behind my back.

I mumbled curses under my breath as his long thick finger pushed all the way in me, the juices squelching around it and my eyes tightened.

Light soft kisses where left down my lower back and ass cheeks after harsh bites of Daniels teeth dug into them. That was gonna leave a mark.

"Look at you, such a little brat huh? think you could out smart me?" Daniel says while pushing in another finger.

"If I didn't pleasure you good then you can't make a sound got it bitch?" I shake my head in disagreement moaning softly at the feel of his second finger fill me with his other finger. Daniel yanked the dog collar again pulling my neck back further.

His fingers started to thrust in and out of me at a messy and slow pace "You have to be quiet if you wanna cum" His voice was low and deep, as I held a breath to hold in one moan. Daniel was enjoying every blissful moment of using me, treating me like a slut which he never did often. I wanted this Daniel all the time.

It was like he had me under a spell. The tip of his fingers curling up to meet the right spot which he knew where to locate instantly, my mind going black and I moan out in desperation for more faster thrusts.

Daniel obeyed but he did it out of his own spite, my mouth falling open quickly as he hit the same spot over and over again. The yank of the dog lead again choked me slightly as he pulled my head back further if it was possible.

"Such a mess for me" He says thrusting his fingers harsher the skin of his hands clapping the skin of my pussy forcing me to whelp out in pleasure, I was angry he had this much control over me and I wanted nothing more then to take over.

I moan out feeling my body get closer and clench around his fingers "Awh poor baby doll wanna cum? haha to bad" Daniel mocks before pulling his fingers out, causing me to let out another whimper.

Daniel grabbed the vibrator from earlier and Stared at it in his hands, watching the old glisten of my juices shimmer over the jelly like object.

"I was thinking about our date tonight at the studio" Daniel says casually, I hum in response to his statement.

"How I was gonna let you fall asleep in my arms and kiss your forehead like a sweet little boyfriend I am, but now. I want to fucking breed you like an animal. work you up and make you pay for the mistake you have made" He says, coming back over to me chuckling with the same evilness as last time.

I put my head forwards to stop my neck from cramping but it was soon enough pulled back again, the top of the vibrator was pushed to the opening of my lips from behind. To my surprise Daniel turned the rotation button on to the lowest setting before gripping my jaw and pushing it inside my mouth roughly. I gagged harshly at the feeling of it go instantly all the way down my throat, "Yeah suck it bitch" Daniel taunted before spanking you with his bare hand making your hips jolt in shock.

The tip we grinding against the back of my throat, moaning around it as I felt Daniel push himself against my unclothed core, the long feeling of him doing so driving a whisper moan from me and around the Vibrator stuck in my throat.

The slow rotation of the toy moving around in my throat ever so slightly, looking up at him with innocent pleading eyes for him to do as many things as he could to me. Daniel opened another draw with a thud, taking out another vibrator.

A tube of lube was also gripped in his hand, his finger flicking the lid of it up and poured the slimy stuff down the vibrator. I watched it dripped down the sides, watching how it trickled down his hand slightly and his blue eyes fixed on spreading it to every inch of the filthy toy.

I felt so dirty I couldn't ever step into a church.

"Your gonna take whatever I do to you, oh wait you already have" Daniel sniggers pushing the other vibrator into me quickly.

The wetness of the lube and my humidity mixed together and bonded to make a whole new feeling.

"O-H" I moan out around the vibrator in my throat, clenching around the one inside my pussy immediately as he thrusted it in and out of me, as well as the one in my mouth.

My chest heaved up and down with pleasure as I tried moving my hips for more friction, Daniel sternly slammed my hips flat on the bed.

My body pressed firmly to the mattress with his body as he fucked both my holes with the vibrators. Gags and moans where all that could escape my filled chops as I rolled my eyes back in deep pleasure, "You like that huh?" Daniel questions biting the parts of my shoulder blades and I nod rapidly.

"What's my name?" He spat, leaning his chin on my shoulder so he could whisper filthy things in my ear.

"D-Daddy" I say brokenly, Daniel shoved the vibrator in my core harsher and I screeched "Wrong name princess" he murmured.

I gave him a confused look watching his lips smirk again that night, "It's Sir now" He commanded.

I nod my head in response while his hand thrusted the vibrator from my pussy harder and harder finding the good spot "OH!" I squealed as he went faster. "Don't EVER forget who you fucking belong to!!" He yelled in my ear, his anger was unreal.

It was as if he had been waiting to take his anger out on something, and he was, but I was enjoying every second of it. "Y-yes sir" I groan through the busy mouth, before Daniel harshly pulled the one from my mouth out a long strip of saliva falling from it as he moved it away from my wet lips.

"Kiss me properly" He demanded, I pout my lips up slightly to kiss him. His head bending over from behind me brushing his lips harshly against mine.

The taste of the salty sweat leaked into my mouth as we shared wet open mouth messy kisses. His free hand gripping my jaw as the other thrusted the remaining vibrator, gulping at the feeling of me getting ready to climax.

I start breathing heavy and Daniel thrusts his hand faster, hitting a new angle as he spreads my legs wider.

"Your mine" My neck nodded my head slowly, falling down onto the mattress moaning into my hand.

Daniels fingers grabbing my hair and pulling it back up.

"I wanna hear you scream my name doll" He whispers in my ear, a soft and yet seductive whisper.

"F-fuck S-ir" I grip my fingers in my hands behind my back.

" Be good for me and I'll uncuff you" He says, dragging a wet kiss to the pulse of your neck. Felling it beat against his lips as he fucked you harder with his hand.

"Ri-ght there baby" I moan out gasping for a breath before burrowing my head in the mattress. Daniel didn't follow my order and moved the vibrator to a different angle which didn't feel as good.

"N-No! please! please S-sir I'll be a good little slut" I whine, bucking my ass back so I could grind against the object. " I want more, please, give me more!".

"Beg for it you slut" Daniel smirked, moving me so my ass was in the air and his used his body to push the vibrator in and out of me whilst one hand rubbed my clit and the other stayed on the dog leash.

"Dirty cockslut! your so filthy" Daniel edged me, I gripped the fabric of his shirt in a fist whilst my hands where cuffed and rolled my eyes back in pleasure.

"O-Oh god! oh god!" I squeal, my legs turning numb as he turned the voltage of the vibrator up to medium.

The breath hitching in my throat making me short of breath.

"Do you think you deserve to cum?" I nod rapidly, feeling the tension build up inside me ever so quickly. I was a mess, he had won.

"F-Fuck yes S-sir!" I growled my nerves standing on edge as my breathing got heavier. "All you have to do is ask babygirl" Daniel whispers lowly in my ear.

His soft warm breath trailing down my neck and my cheeks making my nipples perk.

"P-Please ma-ke me come" I moan gripping his shirt tighter with as much force as I could with the cuffs, the vibrator came to a holt and was slowly pulled out of me.

I was angry "NO!".

Daniel's body left mine, hearing two slight thuds of knees hitting the floor and I bit my lip hoping he would let me tip over the edge soon. "Your glistening in all your juices" Daniel smirked and I sensed him pull off his shirt as It flew above my head and landed on the floor infront of me.

Dying to see his crave-able body, I turned my head slightly expecting him to have let go of the chain of the dog leash, but I was fooled as My head was hauled back.

Daniels hair started to lightly tickle the bare flesh of my inner thighs as he left sloppy kisses up and down them. I breath out in a hum, flinching slightly as his thumbs pressed on the spot on my ass where the belt had been connected with.

Thin, faint lips where lightly pressed to the lips of my core, dragging them to make out with the wetness that humidified them.

The creamy fluids covering the outline of Daniels lips. I moan at the feeling, holding in a whimper for more.

Then slightly bucking my hips into his face, I wanted more and I was determined to get it.

The long thic feeling of a squelchy tongue crammed inside me with one quick thrust. Biting down on the bed sheet holding in a broken breath. Daniel didn't take long before he was eating me out vigorously, his tongue lapping my folds and thrusting teasingly in and out of my entrance.

His hands gripping each side of my hips pushing his head deeper.

"Fu-uck right there please s-sir" I beg in anticipation, my body quivering as he hit the point of his tongue on the right spot. Sending a shock wave over my body, my hips grinding faster in his face.

"You wanna cum baby?" Daniel growled in me biting down harshly on a sensitive piece of skin which I whelp out in a cry. "Y-yes!" "As you wish" He says, rotating his tongue faster and burrowing his head deeper, if that was even possible.

My head flew back not even needing the pull of the leash around my neck, groaning in pleasure.

I let out high pitch moans as he ate me like a hungry vulture on a rotten animal, his eyes where burning holes in the back of my head as he watched me drown in my moans.

I felt my legs become numb again and my back arched. A hand on my ass causing a sting to form again, the same spot every time.

"Y-yes , ye-es" I moan out over and over again feeling the tip of my high grinding my hips faster on his face. Daniels face shook against my pussy, making the juices drip from it and down onto the sheets.

"O-Oh" Daniels cold rings pressed harshly against my hips, making sure there would be indents of the patterns in them. I felt the stiff feeling in my abdomen burst open, my mouth once again flying ajar as the strong pleasure erupted over my body, finally releasing for what it felt like a weeks worth of cum.

"Look at that mess" Daniel huffs sarcastically, moving his head away from between my legs. I locked the picture of his reflection in the body mirror beside the bed watching the shimmering liquid drip from his chin.

The sight made me smirk, he was seriously the hottest person alive. His hand coming to the edge of my folds feeling the cum seep out of me, pushing the flow around the whole of my pussy.

The sticky wet sounds, filling his ears with bliss. I let out a quiet moan still trying to ride out the finish of my high. "Is it good when I touch you there? Or maybe here?" Daniel says moving his finger from my entrance to my clit. Moving his pad against the ball.

"Y-yes Sir" I breath, nodding my head as much as I could to give him a response. I hear the cling of the cuffs being fiddled with and my wrists become free but not for long. As Daniel grabbed my shoulders and flipped me over ( ;)) so I was on my back, meeting the harsh lustful gaze of his blue eyes.

Then just like in the movie, Daniel cuffed my wrists to my ankles after grabbing another pair of cuffs. "So good for me, so useless when your tide up" I go to open my mouth to respond but Daniels large hand gripped the center of my neck.

"I'm going to fuck you until the only think you can do is scream my name". I nod feeling the oxygen being cut from me, Daniels tip rubbed against mine, roaming it around the pool that he had made, mixed with his salvia, my cum and my pre-cum.

I breath heavily waiting for the sharp thrust but it never came, "Open your mouth bitch" Daniel says slapping the sides of my cheeks. I obey instantly hoping it would make him fuck me if I listened.

I opened my mouth, letting it hang and felt the dribble start to build down my mouth and neck. Daniel looked at me in the eyes tensely before pushing in two fingers down my throat feeling it tighten around them as I gagged rapidly, breathing out of my nose as he filled my mouth.

"Choke on my fucking fingers, your not used to these things are you sweet innocent girl? well I ain't playing the fucking good guy no more!" Daniel yelled slightly. I nod fast "Yes!" I choke around his finger before he harshly pushed them out. His hand going to my neck and I close my mouth.

"Did I say close?!!" I shake my head and open my mouth again, watching a long line of his spit drip from a gap between his lips and down into the opening of my mouth. Watching him every expression on his face as I drank the slimy texture.

"Good girl" Daniel praised, pushing only and just only the tip of himself in me.

Thrusting that little bit slowly in and out of me, I pull at my bottom lip as my body rocked with his slight rolls of his hips. "You know fucking is a treatment?" Daniel teases, driving the tip to an angle where it hit good.

I jolt my hips hissing at the pleasure as he ever so gently brushing the curve of the tip against it. I nod "I-I know" I agree, trying to buck my hips but he held them down with a hand. "You want me to fuck you senseless huh?" he mutters in my ear, I nod impatiently.

My pussy ached to be his bitch, wanting him to take advantage of every spot inside it. Shuddering, by the touch of the tip no longer being held. He harshly rammed into me leaving me to gasp harshly in a sharp scream.

Daniel gave in, he gave in to my needs watching as my legs and wrists tugged for more. "I want you to scream my name and I want to watch you feel the pleasure I!! bring you"

His breath was unsteady as he began pounding into me, My eyes cross as my vision blurred. My mouth falls wide open heavy breath escaping my dry throat.

"Yeah? Like that?" Daniel pants above me, sweat dripping down his face.

"Oh right there Daniel!" I whine, face scrunching up in pleasure.

Daniel keeps his quick movements, his cock pounding into me at a relentless pace. "OHH!" I squeal, his dick having hit a particularly good spot inside me.

"There's my target" Daniel smirked. Daggering the spot with his tip harshly, watching you shudder under him at the intense feeling.

"Huh! Oh God!!" I immediately cry out, the head of his length perfectly ramming into the delicious spot he found. My eyes roll into the back of my head as he continues to hit it with all the precision.

With accuracy of his thrusts, it doesn't take very long until I feel myself about to reach my 3rd high that night, Literally screaming as the waves of ecstasy crash over me. My orgasm pushes through me, making my body tense.

"Come for me! Come for who make you feel good" Daniel growls as he breathed heavy above me, watching my face contour at the feeling. It was like he knew where that good spot was, he could locate it blindfolded.

Gripping the sheets slightly, my back arched off the bed letting out restrained broken moans as It became the end of my climax.

"OH FUCK!" I yell out driving my head to burrow in the crook of his neck, Daniels hair falling over his eyes as he continue to thrust at the same pace. My breathing as heavy as it could be, I longed for this.

"Yeh? I'm not going easy on you anymore" Daniel grunted, Wishing he could be like this every time we had sex.

His hand went to the bottom of my ankles and undid the restrains, allowing me to finally wrap my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck. The bed was rocking and banging the wall like no tomorrow, my throat hurt from the vicious attacks he had done on it.

The pictures shaking vigorously on the wall along with his guitar. I scream, dragging it on for as long as I could. My fingers embedding in his hair gripping it tightly as he breathed heavy in the small of my neck.

Daniels grunts sending me to utter heaven, the slapping of our skin filling every inch of the air along with the wet sounds of our juices mixing together. "I wanna hear you beg" Daniel moaned in my ear, gripping the soft feel between his teeth.

"F-fuck me! I wanna feel you come daddy!" I moan but it wasn't good enough as his hips slowed " Please!! I want it You make me feel good" I whine.

"Your never ever ever! gonna touch or pleasure yourself are you? Or so help me god I will beat the fuck out of this pussy" Daniel hissed, I nod "I PROMISE, I SWEAR! PLE-EASE JUST F-UCK ME HAR-D!" I entreat, clawing at his back making sure to leave marks just like he had done to me.

"Good girl!" He grunts lowly, pressing my hips harshly into the mattress and rapidly moving his hips faster and harder. My groggy broken throat trying to squeeze out screams as the room was filled with pleasurable sounds.

"Fuck you feel so good" Daniel moaned out, I could tell he was getting weaker. The twitching of him in me triggering me to feel that knot again. But I felt worse, like someone was making me hold in everything I had.

It was a new feeling and I didn't know how to deal with it, My mind went blank and I just let him take advantage.

I feel myself clench around him, my heavy deep cries, earning him to moan in sync with me. "F-fuck I'm gonna cum!" Daniel groans, holding my hips down as he thrusted harder and faster he had the whole night.

I dig my nails deeply into his back, before screaming into the air as he hit the same spot he had been on for ages. That strong, new feeling taking over my body like a monster as Daniel drove it out of me, My vision blurred and I felt a huge wet patch form between me and Daniel. Along with the cum oozing from him.

The wetness carrying on for a long while, before I eventually closed my eyes. My sight blackened and my body shivered and shook with the amount of things that had just happened.

"Damn Baby" Daniel says softly, kissing my neck lightly as he pants along with me. Our hot sweaty bodies, stuck together, before Daniel slowly pulls out, letting a light whimper escape and he flops beside me.

"W-was I to much?" Daniel asks a hint of worry in his voice and I shake my head, still not opening my eyes. "I'm sorry" He says once. My eyes snapping open "D-Don't be" I say with a sore voice.

A small smirk formed to his lips as he watched the sight of my body. "I'll run the shower for you baby" He says kissing my head lightly then going to the bathroom and turning the shower on.

Coming back he picked me up, carrying me back to where he was. The mirror steamed from the hotness of the shower, Daniel linked his arm around me lifting me into the shower and helping me stand.

His icy blue eyes scanning the marks, bruises and hickeys he had made. "God you look so hot" he whispers touching each and every one with a soft finger. I blush slightly

"You where like...I don't know" I say speechless, still trying to process what just happened. Daniel chuckled slightly, wrapping a towel around me after washing my body and helping me back to the bedroom.

Sitting me on the bed, handing me one of his shirts which he helps me put on along with some underwear.

Then he got dressed into a pair of his shorts, leaving his body topless. Pulling me to my feet and slowly walking me to the desk chair so he could change the sheets. Putting on one of my favorite bed spreads and helping me back to the bed after he was done.

I lay down propping a pillow behind my back slightly so I could lean against the headboard, Daniel going downstairs to wash the bed sheets and coming back with popcorn, watermelon sweets, apple juice and a mug of hot tea and his blanket.

Handing me the blanket and the mug, sitting next to me switching on Netflix, and pulling me closer to his soft chest. "All I can say is, I seen red" Daniel says before kissing my forehead and snuggling me into his chest.

#Danielseavey #smut #famouse #likes #whydontwe

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xsugarysweetsx · 4 years

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yay! I'm so excited for request to be open. Do you mind doing a request for Oikawa and or Daichi from Haikyuu (you can choose. I really don't see a lot of fics for them and I can't choose between them😬) Where they are married to the reader and have a few kids. Just some fluffy domestic AU. Because I'm a sucker for anime daddies and their babies. I know there isn't much details so you can write it how ever you want. Thank you!!!

I’m going to go for Daichi on this one. More because we’ll...he’s the dad of the team. Please enjoy!

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It was a quiet peaceful morning, around 10. You were snuggled up to Daichi with your leg over his hip. You both woke up early for no reason so you just took the time for you. His thumb grazing the skin of your arm

“And remember at our wedding reception, how excited you were for the garter part. You practically threw yourself in the floor to get under my dress” you giggled at the memories

“Well come on,” he gave your thighs a good slap “with these thighs who wouldn’t drop to their knees for a taste~” was he cocky to be married to you? Yes he was.

“Well everyone knew what you were doing since you bit me!“ you playfully slap his hand

For him, you were the most stunning woman he had ever seen. Not only that but you had amazing thighs, something he was very attracted to. He held your leg against him as he turned on his side. Now facing you he kisses you with passion.

Now the last time this happened, you ended up pregnant.

“now, hold on captain~ we have minors in the house,” you joke trying to push him away “and we both know they’re too young for the talk”

“Well, I’m the reason those minors are here” he quipped attacking your neck “since I was the one who got you pregnant, and they won’t ask now. Plus, I’ll be the one to explain” his lips climb back to your lips finding a rhythm with yours

You would have let him continue but the universe didn’t agree. Your door swing open, followed by the potter latter of small feet coming to each side of the bed. Daichi sighed and got off you to sit up in bed. On your side was your youngest son, Kazue who was 3 years old.

On Daichi’s side, your eldest of 5 years old Yukio. You help both of them on to the bed. Kazue looked like you with Daichi’s eyes and skin tone. His personality was a mix between you both.

Yukio was a carbon copy of his father, he simply had your eye color and hair. He also had this energy like no other, you both swore he was like Hinata. He probably shouldn’t meet Hinata and Noya or that’ll be a very long day.

“Morning boys” you kissed Kazue’s cheek, Yukio coming over and was given the same treatment. Kazue rubs his eyes

“Morning Papa” he said. Daichi brining him into a hug

“Morning bud, how’d you sleep”

“Good” he said with a yawn.

These two were your blessings and couldn’t ask for more. When you were first pregnant Daichi was everywhere! He was excited and nervous but soo happy too. He had all this inside of him, not being able to wait for his son’s birth.

The day you had given birth to Kazue was a haze for him. Nothing in the moment mattered more than the small bundle in his arms. All those emotions from before came pouring out as tears. The woman he loved the most was willing and happy to carry their child. He just felt so lucky to have you both in his life.

Two years later, your family grew with Yukio. Yes, it’s true the last time he got touchy in the morning was when you had gotten pregnant with Yukio. Yet, these mornings together were your favorite ones

“Alright who wants pancakes?” Daichi asked as he stretched and got up from bed.

“I do!” You and the boys say in sync. He laughs at how much they’re like their mother. He picks up Yukio and places him on his shoulders. You take Kazue by the hand and follow your husband. In the kitchen you all help in making pancakes.

Daichi made the batter, you added in some chocolate chips or bits of fruit. You let the boys mix the bowl and Daichi cooked them. Now, what was always funny about breakfast was this competition. You never participated since you had to make sure all three boys were safe.

They always wanted to see who could finish first. It was cute to see them with their cheeks full, and how they all had that sparkle in their eyes. On the other hand, you were their mother so safety was always first.

“Boys, be careful with all that food!“

After a hard swallow and chugging his orange juice Yukio exclaimed “I win!”

He may be younger but he had quiet and appetite.

......

Later on in the day, at around 3 pm you all went to the park where Kazue and Daichi play volleyball. Yukio was still small so you went with him to the swings. Sometimes you would sit and watch them and cheer them on. If you were lucky some old friends may come by and join. Either your friends or his team mates.

You could see Kazue really loved playing, as much as his father did and still does. He had already wanted to join a team but he was still too young. He was driven and it made you happy to see him pursuing what he liked to do.

Looking over to the side you see a small family of three. A mother, father and their little girl. Did you always want a baby girl? Yes, you did, but it doesn’t mean you don’t love your boys. They were the best things in your life, but sometimes being outnumbered was lonely.

But, for now your husband and sons were your universe.

........

Yukio had already worn himself out at the park and Kazue was a close second. Daichi had asked multiple times to carry him but he refused

“I’m not..*yawn*..tired papa..“ he yawned out with droopy eyes. You and Daichi look at each other and giggle. He just squatted down and picked him up, Kazue’s head laying on his shoulder. The breeze relaxing you as the sunset illuminates the sky in oranges and golden colors.

You tuck them into bed kissing their head before carefully taking your leave. It was still more or less early, which meant you both had time alone. Which meant you got to do your favorite thing ;)

That’s right, a warm bubble bath, scented oils and your lovely husband with you. He would sit sit behind you and hold you close, giving your neck kisses every now and then. He would wash your back and massage your shoulder, and just casual talk. Nothing like relaxing with the man you loved.

“You know I’ve been thinking...“ you started “It’s been getting a little lonely around here“

“Lonely? But you got me and the boys“ he hugged you closer and kissed your shoulder “Do you want to get a dog? A cat maybe?“ he tried guessing what you meant

You turn slightly to look him in the eye “You know what I mean..“

“Oh...OOHH“ it had finally hit him, a smirk coming to his face “Well you should have said something before ya know. Do you think we’re ready for that?“

You smiled to yourself “I think we can manage“

.......

2 months later

“I’m home“ you call out closing the door and walking to the living room. There Daichi was watching a movie with your boys and asked

“Hey, what did the doctor say? Is it just a cold?“ eh asked eyes never leaving the TV

You come behind the sofa and wrap your arms around his shoulders. You pull out a black and grey picture in front of his vision. He takes a hold of it and turns to you with wide eyes and a grin

“R-Really?“ he asked with a shaky breath

“I hope it’s a girl“

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I hope you liked this! and I hope it was fluffy enough!!❤️

#daichi sawamura #daichi x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #daichi sawamura x reader #anime x reader #haikyuu daichi #haikyuu fanfiction #anime #fanfiction

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subbyyang · 3 years

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You don't have to say 'I love you' to say 'i love you' - Jin Ling/Zizhen/Sizhui/Jingyi [4/7]

And finally, the real fun begins!

Keep in mind this story is set a few years after canon (The Untamed canon to be exact) and so all the characters are of age

Zizhen had his head thrown back, eyes closed as moans fell freely from his lips. Sizhui nipped at his throat as he ground down on his cock while Jin Ling was occupied kissing his jawline and Jingyi whispered things in his ear that made his already blushed cheeks burn bright red.

“P-please…” Zizhen whined, his hips bucking up against Sizhui’s warm body.

“Please what, sweetheart?” Sizhui smiled as he licked a stripe all the way up the column of Zizhen’s throat loving the way his boyfriend had started to tremble underneath him.

“Tell us what you want, love.” Jin Ling said firmly, right in Zizhen’s ear, finishing the sentence with a bite to the lobe. Zizhen couldn’t help the whimper he released at Jin Ling’s gruff voice before he turned to face him. Jin Ling could get Zizhen to do anything if he talked to him in that tone.

“I-I don’t know…” Zizhen admitted. It was the truth. He had no idea what he wanted, too many fantasies flying through his mind. It also didn’t help that he was very obviously the least experienced of them all. All he knew was he needed them to do something. Anything. “A-Ling…” Zizhen whimpered, his lips searching for Jin Ling’s.

Jin Ling swore under his breath, his cock twitching in his pants at how adorable Zizhen sounded when he called out for him. He slotted their lips together, one of his hands cupping Zizhen’s cheek. He tried to keep the kiss soft and gentle, no tongue, just their lips moving in sync with each other but the little pleased sounds coming from Zizhen were making it harder for him to control himself. He pulled away from the kiss and stared fondly at Zizhen’s blushing cheeks before leaning forward to kiss his forehead.

“You don’t know, A-Zhen?” Jingyi cupped Zizhen’s cheek and pushed on it so Zizhen was facing him. He had to stop himself from cooing when Zizhen shyly shook his head. He didn’t stop himself from leaning in to leave a very soft kiss to Zizhen’s warm cheek while his hand caressed the other. Jingyi could feel his chest swell with love and affection for the boy in front of him. “That’s okay, we’ll take care of you…”

“Why don’t we start by taking these off?” Sizhui joined in, his hands holding onto the golden outer robes hugging Zizhen’s figure.

Once Zizhen nodded, Sizhui stepped off from where he was straddling him and helped the younger sit up. In no time Zizhen had three pairs of hands pulling at his robes until he was left in just his pants. Zizhen moaned lightly when Jin Ling pulled on his hair while trying to remove his headpiece that had gotten stuck in it. Jingyi and Jin Ling shared a look before they both tried to climb on Zizhen’s lap, Jingyi ending up being faster. Jingyi smirked towards Jin Ling before turning to Zizhen and kissing him square on the lips just as his hands tangled in his hair.

Jin Ling watched with a pout as Zizhen shuddered and bucked his hips, a needy moan being swallowed by Jingyi’s mouth as Jingyi pulled on his hair. He sounded so beautiful, Jin Ling wanted nothing more than to spend the night hearing the pretty sounds Zizhen made.

“Play nice…” Jin Ling’s eyes fluttered shut when Sizhui’s arms wrapped around his stomach from the back and he placed his chin on Jin Ling’s shoulder.

“B-But, A-Yuan, I want…” Jin Ling’s whine was cut off by Sizhui nuzzling up his neck until he reached his jaw that he peppered in kisses.

“I know my A-Ling, I know you want to touch him too…” Sizhui smiled sweetly as he kept peppering Jin Ling’s jaw and cheek in kisses and his hands slipped under his robes. Jin Ling’s breath caught in his throat when he felt one of Sizhui’s hands cupping his hard cock over his pants while the other slid up to tease one of his nipples. “You want to make him feel good, isn’t that so?”

“A-Yuan…” Jin Ling whimpered, just like Zizhen had done earlier, his hips bucking into Sizhui’s hand as he nodded. He did want to make Zizhen feel good, wanted to be the one pulling choked out sobs out of him. Sizhui laughed that pretty laugh of his right in Jin Ling’s ear before kissing the shell, holding him tighter when he felt Jin Ling shudder.

“We’ll all get our turn, don’t worry...for now, look how good A-Yi is doing…” Jin Ling looked up to see Jingyi pulling away from the kiss, Zizhen’s bottom lip trapped between his teeth.

Jingyi smiled sweetly at Zizhen before pulling on his hair again, forcing his head back and then attaching his lips to Zizhen’s neck. He had always loved his neck. It was long and elegant, and the soft, milky skin would look so pretty covered in bruises. Bruises that would tell the world he was theirs and only them could see him like this. A particularly hard suck caused Zizhen’s hips to buck up wildly as a pained whimper left his throat quickly giving place to a moan when Jingyi licked the sore skin apologetically, his hips never once stopping from grinding down on Zizhen’s impossibly hard cock. Jingyi pulled back when he was finally happy with the dark purple spot flourishing on Zizhen’s skin and turned to face his other two boyfriends. Sizhui was still kneeling behind Jin Ling, one hand inside the other’s pants as he jerked him slowly and the other holding onto his neck. Jingyi could see the twitch of Sizhui’s hand when he slightly tightened his grasp on Jin Ling’s neck, his dark, hungry eyes zeroing in on the bruise Jingyi had left on Zizhen’s neck as Jin Ling gasped and bucked his hips, pushing his cock into Sizhui’s fist.

“A-Zhen...look at them…” Jingyi pushed on Zizhen’s head, his fingers now softly massaging his scalp. “A-Yuan dreams of doing that to you…” Jingyi had now lowered his head so he could nuzzle Zizhen’s neck, interrupting his sentence here and there to leave wet kisses on the soft skin. “Always talking about how pretty your neck is, how beautiful it would look with his hands wrapped around it…”

“R-really?” Zizhen stuttered as his eyes landed on Sizhui. It was still hard for his mind to wrap around the fact his boyfriends were actually attracted to him, and the idea of them wanting him, of them talking about him in such a way when he wasn’t around made him feel warm inside.

“Yes, really…” was the only thing Sizhui could say in reply, his desire perfectly mirrored in Zizhen’s eyes, now pitch black like the bottom of a lake where one would be lucky to drown.

“You drive us crazy…we didn’t want to push you into something you were not ready for but,” Jingyi cupped both of Zizhen’s cheeks so he could direct his attention back to himself, “if only you knew the things we’ve always wanted to do to you…”

Zizhen shuddered visibly at how Jingyi’s voice suddenly went down a couple of octaves before he was being pulled into another desperate kiss, oblivious to the whimper Jin Ling let out when Sizhui tightened the hold on his cock. He threw his arms around Jingyi’s neck, his hands intertwining in the other’s long hair. Even though he had been sleeping when Zizhen and Jin Ling arrived, his hair was still as soft as ever and Zizhen was seriously enjoying running his hands through the silky locks. He couldn’t help the small moans that came out when Jingyi’s hands left his cheeks to slide down his body, leaving goosebumps along the way.

Jingyi groped Zizhen’s sides as he sucked onto his tongue, some of Zizhen’s drool dribbling down his chin. Jingyi had always liked it when things got a little messy, and so did Zizhen, apparently, if the twitch on his tenting cock was anything to go by. He slid one hand from Zizhen’s waist, his fingertips mapping out his stomach from the top, right below his chest to the bottom where he could feel the small hairs under Zizhen’s navel leading down into his pants. His other hand slid all the way up Zizhen’s body reaching his lips, still attached to Jingyi’s. Zizhen whined when Jingyi pulled away from the kiss, only for his eyes to grow comically large when Jingyi pushed two fingers into his still open mouth.

“Get them nice and wet?” Jingyi asked with a sweet smile.

On the other side of the bed Jin Ling let out a loud curse at the sight of Zizhen closing his lips around Jingyi’s fingers and his eyes fluttering closed when he started to suck on them. He leaned back onto Sizhui’s chest as both watched transfixed as Jingyi pulled his fingers out, not all the way out before pushing them back into Zizhen’s waiting mouth.

Zizhen’s blush darkened to a deep red that spread all the way down to his chest when he realized Jingyi was fucking his mouth with his fingers.

“You’re beautiful…” Jingyi breathed out, pushing his fingers in and out of Zizhen’s mouth faster, enjoying the way he couldn’t keep some spit from leaking out. He couldn’t keep his eyes away from Zizhen and how gorgeous he looked shyly trying to keep sucking on his fingers as Jingyi fucked his mouth. He groaned at the thought of Zizhen sucking on something else, his lips stretched around one of their cocks as he drooled all over himself. The sounds of labored breath coming from the other side of the bed told him Jin Ling and Sizhui were thinking of the same thing.

Zizhen had his eyes closed as he tried his best to be good for Jingyi and leave his fingers nice and wet, just like he had said. He tried to ignore the ache in his pants where his cock stood, Jingyi no longer grinding down on it. He pushed his hips up, trying to get some friction, a moan falling from his lips when his cock, once again, came in contact with Jingyi’s body.

“Alright, alright…so needy…” Jingyi teased as he started grinding down again.

Zizhen risked a glance towards Jingyi, wanting to make sure he hadn’t annoyed him. When he saw the way Jingyi was looking at him, smiling with adoration in his eyes, he let himself relax, his eyes fluttering shut again. It felt too good. The pressure on his cock, paired with Jingyi’s fingers pushing in and out of his mouth felt better than any of the times he had touched himself. He whined pitifully when Jingyi pulled the fingers out of his mouth for good, only for a moan to come out when Jingyi leaned forward to lick the spit from his chin.

Jingyi left a soft peck to Zizhen’s swollen lips as he moved his hand so his wet fingers could play with one of Zizhen’s nipples. Zizhen cried out as his hips shot up. He had never paid any attention to his nipples, didn’t know how good it felt to have them rubbed or pinched like Jingyi was doing. Jingyi laughed softly at Zizhen’s cute reaction.

Everything about Zizhen was cute. The way he pushed his hips up to meet Jingyi halfway, soft moans and sighs falling from his lips were enough to leave everyone in the room on edge, but when Zizhen shyly grabbed Jingyi’s other hand, the one not tugging on his nipple, and lead it all the way up to where he had his mouth open, his tongue sticking out, he knew they were all done for.

“Your pretty mouth’s feeling empty, beautiful?” Jingyi asked sweetly, his gaze soft and fond as Zizhen nodded. He let the other push his fingers inside his mouth, groaning when Zizhen started to suck softly. It shouldn’t be allowed for someone to look so adorable while doing something like this.

The sounds of curses and fabric rustling caught Zizhen’s attention so he turned his head, still slowly sucking on Jingyi’s fingers, coming face to face with Sizhui finishing pulling Jin Ling’s inner robe off before pushing his pants down to his mid thighs. Zizhen blushed again at the sight of Jin Ling with his head thrown back, Sizhui with one hand on Jin Ling’s chest, mimicking Jingyi’s movements by teasing his nipples while the other slid slowly, teasingly down Jin Ling’s abdomen towards his cock. If his mind wasn’t getting so fogged up with pleasure, he would have been more embarrassed by how the sight of Jin Ling’s red, leaking cock caused him to start salivating around Jingyi’s fingers.

“Oh? I think our A-Zhen liked A-Ling’s pretty, little cock...don’t worry you’ll get to su-“

“What do you mean ‘little’?? You weren’t saying that when it was up your a-“ Sizhui quickly let go of Jin Ling’s nipples to cover his mouth, not letting him finish his sentence.

“What did I say about ‘playing nice’?” Sizhui pulled his hand away from Jin Ling’s mouth, just enough so he could whisper an apology before leaving a gentle kiss to the palm of Sizhui’s hand. “That’s better...good boy...” Sizhui completely uncovered Jin Ling’s mouth and left a kiss on his pink cheek, knowing he always felt embarrassed after being scolded and needed a little praise.

Jingyi stared fondly at Jin Ling. It was always so easy to rile him up. He did feel a little jealous of how Sizhui could always calm him down while Jingyi was almost always met with resistance. He was brought back from his thoughts by Zizhen whining around his fingers as he pushed his hips up.

“I’m sorry, beautiful…” Jingyi smiled and kissed Zizhen’s forehead. He couldn’t wait to see more of this side of Zizhen, so needy and desperate for attention, maybe bouncing on their cocks with moans falling from his lips. For now he would be happy to grind down against his cock and play with his nipples while getting his fingers sucked.

Zizhen’s eyes fluttered shut, his head falling back at the new onslaught of pleasure building inside him. He let out a series of deep moans when he felt Jingyi’s mouth on his neck, sucking and biting until a new bruise started to form. Noticing Zizhen was having trouble with continuing sucking on his fingers, Jingyi pulled them out and entangled his hand in Zizhen’s hair, giving it a sharp pull.

“A-Yi, A-Yi…I’m...Ah, A-Yi…” Zizhen cried out only to whine a second later when Jingyi stopped touching him, his hips stilling. He was so so close!

“Should we let him?” Jingyi stared at Sizhui and Jin Ling, the same mischievous expression plastered on all of their faces.

“What do you think, A-Ling?” Sizhui asked, his voice sweet as honey, almost hiding his teasing. He leaned down to kiss all over the side of Jin Ling’s neck as he waited, loving the feeling of Jin Ling shuddering under his touch.

“N-not yet…” Jin Ling said as he watched Zizhen’s gaze go from unfocused to pleading, soft whines leaving Zizhen’s throat and going straight to Jin Ling’s cock.

“Our Young Mistress can be so mean…maybe if you beg prettily for him…” Jingyi teased as he tucked a piece of hair behind Zizhen’s ear before kissing his flushed cheek and grinding down hard causing him to whimper. He continued grinding on Zizhen’s cock, this time slower and shallower, just enough to keep him near the edge without sending him over it.

“A-Ling…” Zizhen whined as he turned to face his other boyfriends. Sizhui seemed to have a satisfied smile on his face as he nuzzled into Jin Ling’s neck, his hand working fast over Jin Ling’s cock. “P-please, please A-Ling, please...I need, ah, A-Ling please…” Zizhen whined and moaned as Jingyi kept slowly touching him, his desperation becoming evident when tears started gathering at the corners of his eyes.

“Yes, yes, love, you can let go…don’t cry…” Jin Ling tensed up at the sight of tears running down Zizhen’s rosy cheeks.

“Someone has our Young Mistress wrapped around his pretty little finger…” Jingyi laughed as he wiped Zizhen’s tears before leaning to kiss his forehead as he slid one hand inside Zizhen’s pants to grab onto his cock. He started pumping him, slowly at first but speeding up as Zizhen’s moans encouraged him. “You heard him, beautiful…let go…” Jingyi pulled Zizhen into a sweet kiss just as he came all over his hand with a moan lost inside Jingyi’s mouth.

Not long after, Jin Ling was spilling in Sizhui’s hand as the other whispered praises into his ear. For a few seconds the only sounds in the room were Jin Ling’s and Zizhen’s labored breaths as well as the sound of Jingyi peppering Zizhen in small, gentle kisses.

Sizhui wiped his hand in Jin Ling’s pants and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him into a tight back hug before letting him go with a kiss to the side of his head. He let out a small laugh when Jin Ling tried to crawl towards Zizhen, his pants still around his thighs.

“I think it might be easier if you take them off…” Sizhui teased when he saw Jin Ling fall over.

Jin Ling huffed before sitting down to take his pants off, ready to tell them to stop laughing at him until he heard Zizhen giggling to himself. After spending the evening listening to and seeing Zizhen crying, hearing his laugh came as a relief. And he laughed so prettily, just like anything Zizhen did. Jin Ling wondered if it was possible to fall in love with someone’s laugh. He threw his pants to the floor when he finally got out of the offending piece of clothing and then finished crawling to where Zizhen was lying down, Jingyi no longer on his lap but instead occupied with getting Zizhen fully naked. Jin Ling felt his heart leave his chest when Zizhen reached out to him by stretching his arms.

Sizhui moved towards the others and sat down before pulling Jingyi in his lap facing Jin Ling and Zizhen who were now sharing soft, chaste kisses, their legs intertwined, each one cupping the other’s cheeks in their hands.

“They’re so beautiful, aren’t they?” Sizhui pushed Jingyi’s hair to one side so he could nip up and down his neck, starting from where he had left a now yellowing bruise. Jingyi nodded as he melted into Sizhui’s warm chest, loving how safe he always felt when his arms were around him. “And you did such a good job with A-Zhen…”

“I did?” Jingyi smiled, a bubbly feeling in his chest as he tilted his head so Sizhui had better access to his neck.

“Of course, you’re always so good, A-Yi…so good to us…” Jingyi felt so happy being praised by Sizhui while being held in his arms. It didn’t matter to him they had been together for years at this point and knew everything there was to know about the other, being in Sizhui’s arms like this always made him fall in love all over again.

Oblivious to Sizhui and Jingyi’s quiet conversation, Jin Ling kept peppering Zizhen’s face in kisses causing the other to let out a string of pleased giggles.

“How are you feeling, A-Zhen?” Jin Ling asked when he took a break from kissing his boyfriend.

“Good…better” Zizhen smiled at Jin Ling. An honest smile.

Jin Ling couldn’t stop staring at the boy in front of him, from his red, kiss swollen lips to his pretty smile, passing by his pinkish cheeks covered in light freckles. Ouyang Zizhen was beautiful. And Jin Ling couldn’t help pulling him for another kiss, throwing one leg around Zizhen’s waist to pull him close.

He pushed his tongue gently against Zizhen’s lips, before pushing it fully inside his mouth, Zizhen not showing any resistance to having Jin Ling’s tongue exploring his mouth. The sound of light moans coming from Zizhen was starting to get to Jin Ling, his cock already twitching in attention but it was when he heard Jingyi whimper in Sizhui’s arms that it filled back up, causing Zizhen to gasp into his mouth when he felt it on his thigh.

“Do you think you could go for another round?” Jin Ling asked as he carefully lowered his hand to Zizhen’s cock, his fingers circling the soft member before he started pumping it slowly, much more gently than he would have done to himself.

“Y-yeah, definitely…” Zizhen blushed hard when he started to feel his cock slowly hardening in Jin Ling’s hand, his eyes shutting instinctively. “H-how far have you all gone?” Zizhen asked shyly, whining when Jin Ling stopped stroking his cock to look him in the eyes.

“All the way…but you don’t have to do anything today if you’re n-“

“I want to! Today…please, I want it…” Zizhen said quickly, the memory of all the times he touched himself alone in his bed, picturing his boyfriends doing to him the things he had seen in certain books . He yelped when Jin Ling pushed him on his back, immediately covering him with his body.

“That certainly can be arranged…” Jin Ling whispered as he leaned down to pull him into a kiss.

Zizhen felt the warmth of Jingyi’s and Sizhui’s bodies as they laid down next to him, their hands caressing every part of his body they could reach as Jin Ling fucked his tongue in and out of Zizhen’s mouth. He was in for a very interesting night.

#zhuilingyizhen #zhuilingyizhen smut #ouyang zizhen #jin ling #lan jingyi #lan sizhui #the untamed smut #mdzs smut

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rplayford02 · 2 years

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Critical Reflection - Sound Design Project

[link to previous post on foley]

It was Eva's idea to take the clip down a slightly more experimental route, using the sound of an aeroplane jet engine to create a narrative about a woman in desperate need of a holiday. Initially she had considered using the sound design to adapt the genre to comedy however as we continued further with the project, we decided to stick with drama. The surrealist tendencies just lend themselves to an experimental drama much better than a cheesy comedy.

The group very quickly agreed on the idea - as we were all struggling to come up with anything original - and Findlay and Eva got to work sourcing sound effects and getting them on the timeline. Their combined efforts with this first draft are worth noting. Myself, Bethany and Jack got involved when it came to recording foley. [I've got some more detailed thoughts on this in another blog post.]

The comments in the crit were pretty positive on the whole. The experimental approach payed of at the beginning of the clip more so than when we brought it back at the end; the attention to detail with the keys was noticed; the intensity of the wind built up well. One of the main criticisms was that the sound was peaking in the mix - immediately noticeable through the Screen Academy speakers. Also, some of the sound effects we'd chosen were a little monotonous and the footsteps were out of sync in places.

Other notes from the critique:

generally speaking: stereo = environment / mono = sound effects (therefore footsteps should be mono)

add comments to make the session more organised and understandable - helpful if someone needs to take over

use tracks for multiple sounds but organise clearly i.e keep footsteps together, keep the aeroplane announcements together

use markers to help with sync

I think a lot of these problems arise from the fact that we left this project quite last minute and as a result Findlay didn't have a lot of help in the final edit as we rushed it towards a finishing point. As a group we gave feedback on the edits and discussed it along the way but the last 24 hours were pretty frantic.

And it's resulted in some avoidable mistakes. As our lecturers keep reminding us: sound should not be an afterthought! So, for our final film I'm trying to consider sound in the pre-production stages. As cinematographer it isn't my primary concern but then I'm slowly realising that the relationship between sound and visuals is actually pretty closely intertwined and I need to pay better attention to it. Whilst storyboarding I'm now thinking about where we can use sound to get around the really ambitious parts of the script, for instance, we have a 'stunt' whereby one character stabs the other. We can't really pass this off as believable without proper stunt training (even if one of our actors does have experience in fight choreography.) What we can do instead is use off-screen action and utilise sound design.

Additionally, sound is going to be paramount in world-building when we have possibly the lowest budget of any sci-fi film ever. The location, costume and make-up, props etc can only do so much, but the sound design has the potential to really sell it. We already have some music in the works (thanks to a friend of Eva's), and plans to book out the foley room again and I don't want to speak to soon, but for once I'm actually almost excited about sound!?

#filmgenres

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bluedemon1995 · 3 years

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Hope you like this latest chapter. I think, I'm almost done with this one. Please comment and let me know what you think. I'Ve gone back to rotating my focus so hopefully you follow all my stories!

Pidge POV

While everyone is busy planning Pidge can't keep her eyes off Matt. His hair is longer than hers, pulled back in a messy pony tail. She vaguely remembers her mom scolding him and saying she was going to cut his hair if he didn't go with dad to the barber. It's funny how memories are popping up now when he's right in front of her. He has a scar on his forehead but otherwise looks very similar to her. Same eye color, same hair. Hell, his is probably nicer than hers.

It's like she's in some strange alternate universe. But if she being honest... it was also very scary. Because, if one thought about it rationally, everything she thought she knew for the last ten years was a lie.

Everything.

She wasn't alone. She wasn't an orphan. And isn't that the rub. She could've had a family, all this time. It could have been her and Matt. It makes her sad to think what she missed out on. Birthdays, holidays, or anniversaries of the accident. Where she suffered alone. And even when Lotor was with her he never really understood. He never realized what she felt or was going through. And looking back, she could see he didn't even really try to pretend for her either. And that just made her feel so much more alone.

At some point she would just hide away in her room and work herself to sleep. She felt like she was in a tunnel suddenly, with her breath hiccuping and her vision wavering. Oh God, she can't breathe. She had to get up. She had to move. But then she ... felt an arm slip around her shoulders and pull her close. Warmth. Heat. Her heart rate started to sync...Keith. He was here. He was real.

And she didn't care that he was FBI or law enforcement. Because with him she didn't feel alone.

She was not alone. She turned in his arms and just held on. It's funny how someone she only knew for such a short period of time could mean so much to her. Yet here she is. Surrounded by people who are on her side. And Keith.

Re-centered, she focused back onto the conversation going on around her. Glad for once there were so many people in the room. It was a few hours after the big reveal and while Keith's apartment was cramped with so many people, for once it didn't make her feel like running or hiding away. Hunk had prepared a spaghetti dinner complete with homemade bread and salad. It was hilarious when Lance questioned Keith having the ingredients for bread and Hunk sheepishly admitted to stocking his pantry, 'for emergencies'.

When she looked at Keith, he whispered, "I didn't even know I had a pantry!"

And when Lance was outraged that he didn't have a stockpile. Hunk replied that since Lance technically still lives at home, his mom has their place well stocked! Then there was Krolia and Kolivan. Kolivan finally returned with his report and Pidge could see how he'd fit in the the biker gang image. He was a tough guy but when he spoke he was so quiet and calm. It just inspired her trust in him.

Then of course, there was Matt. He was nearby, constantly finding excuses to touch her arm, hand or shoulder. It was odd. She wasn't a touchy freely person and yet, she was so happy that he seemed happy to have found her too. Despite what she had been involved in. Finally dinner in hand, they were seated all around various parts of Keith's living room.

Finally, I voiced a concern that was nagging at me. "Shiro, have we ever...met? I feel like I recognized your voice somehow? Or even your...shape?"

Matt replied, loudly, "Shiro and I were gaming friends long before we ever met. So, I would be playing games with him and you'd be in my room. So you probably did hear him but I don't think you ever saw him. But after the accident and rehab, I mentioned I needed to go to school and he convinced me to go to the same school as him. So, with nothing left to lose I did. I have a family picture of us, so Shiro has seen you before. Plus, let's be honest, we sorta look alike."

Pidge nods, "That makes sense. Unfortunately that's about the only thing that does."

Matt counters, "Okay, now that we are fed. We need to focus. Plan. I'm betting Lotor's dad is behind this. But Katie, do you think Lotor knew as well?"

She thought about it but replied, "Probably not. His dad does not respect him and they aren't close. At all, so I cannot imagine him telling a pre-teen Lotor anything. Maybe he encouraged him to be my friend but nothing overt."

Shiro nods, "Okay so why?"

Everyone is quiet, thinking.

Keith POV

"Let's take it from a slightly different angle. How did Zarkon benefit? He's pretty self serving. There is no way he didn't get something out of this."

Matt picks up, "Yeah, I'm thinking it has to do with the project my dad was working on. Some kind of weapon. I know once he died, the project did too."

Keith counters, "Then why separate you two? What are we missing? What does Zarkon desire or want?"

"Money, every bad guy wants money." stated Lance firmly.

Hunk countered, "Power, he likes to be the big kahuna. Maybe this weapon would have cost him that."

More answers were kicked around when Pidge interjects, "Control. From what I see Zarkon lives for control. In every aspect. So by causing the accident, he needed to control for the outcome or at least several outcomes. No one could have predicted Matt would be thrown from the car or I would be stuck in it. Let's be honest, people survive accidents all the time. But he prepared for all possibilities. Sooooo, that means he got something out of it. But what did he gain control of? I didn't get any money. Or things.”

Keith guesses, "Maybe he knew that the weapon mission would fail but he also knew that your dad got much farther than maybe he imagined. Do we know what the weapon was?"

Matt replied, "I tried looking into it but I couldn't get further than it was a top secret project. I've hacked into several sites over the years looking for more data but it's very cryptic. In fact it doesn't even sound like a weapon at all. More like an organic compound really. So

"That's it!! I remember mom being a gardener but really she was probably a botanist. So Zarkon has control of all drugs running in and out of Galra City. And if anyone wants in they need to bow to him. He's expanded his network and this is what Lotor was trying to beat him at. Althea. But what if there was a way to diminish his hold? What if they created something that was a weapon only in the hand of the Garrison or police? I remember her telling me that nothing is untraceable. And no one is untouchable.”

Krolia speaks up, "Zarkon has a big footprint. If we could know what drugs are his and track it someway, it would go a long way in stopping the flow. But his network of them getting the drugs into the country is, well a mystery. If we could figure that out. Well, that would be a game changer."

Everyone is quiet. Finally, Katie looks up, "So Matt, I think you need to show me what you have. If our parents were killed over this, well, they had to be close."

Matt nods, "Definitely."

Hunk interjects, "Uh, I could probably help. I'm really good at making things or finding patterns."

Keith grins, "Well, while you guys figure the item, why don't the rest of come up with a battle plan or trap?"

#katie holt #keith kogane #kidge #keith and pidge #keith x pidge #pidge and keith #alternate realities

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whyamistillwatchingtheseshows · 5 years

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I don't know if still taking requests, if yes I would like 2 actually, mingkit too close for comfort- mcfly and forthbeam bubble wrap- mcfly, if you notice I'm really excited about mcfly's return

Not sure the fics fit the songs entirely...I found myself thinking both songs were interchangeable for the couples... I put both fics in one post like a twofer. Either way enjoy!!

Fic #1: Forthbeam, Bubble Wrap

Beam slammed the book shut. It jarred a shirtless Forth awake. Suddenly, he heard it. “This is goodbye isn’t it?” Beam sat at his desk, back to him.

“Turn around and say that again,” Forth demanded him. He couldn’t believe this. He hoped with every ounce of his soul that the two of them could be mature about the long distance. Beam whirled around in his chair. They stared at each other for a moment. Beam finally said it again, “This is goodbye isn’t it?”

“This better not be because of me studying abroad. We talked it over.” Forth tried not to show how much the question hurt him. He wasn’t doing very well, Beam noticed and instant regret flooded through him. He dragged his stupid self over to the sofa and sat in Forth’s lap. He leaned himself back against the arm as Forth’s head fell into his shoulder.

“I’m stupid,” Beam announced. Forth only murmured agreement into his shoulder. There was no scar and it had been months but Beam placed a kiss to the spot where the hammer hit Forth’s head. Forth made no response. It slightly bothered him because he wanted Beam to understand that it wasn’t his fault. Shit happens, even if some dummy decides to hang a hammer from a roof. Forth wrapped his arms around him and looked up at him. Beam cupped his face to kiss his cheeks, forehead and nose. Forth caught his lips. Forth wished it never went away, that feeling of hungrily kissing each other.

“You see,” Forth said releasing Beam’s lips. “This is how it should be. You show me how much you’re going to miss me.”

Beam only responded with another kiss. Forth learned that Beam was usually a man of few words. It took him forever to verbally communicate, but his actions always spoke true to his kind heart. Forth kissed him harder but then a wave of emotion hit him and he abruptly ended the kiss.

“You were really thinking of breaking up with me?” Beam kissed him again. He didn’t want to think about how stupid he was being. He also didn’t want to see Forth’s face look like this anymore. The fact that Beam had been the one to set him on the verge of tears made him feel so guilty.

“Shh,” Beam whispered mid-kiss. “Forget it. Please,” he begged and continued to kiss his boyfriend. Then he jumped off the sofa and offered a hand to him. Forth accepted it and got super excited when Beam led him towards the bed. It was late. Forth couldn’t help but think Beam looked hella cute in his pajamas. Once in bed, they cocooned themselves underneath the blankets, not an inch of space between them, a tightly woven embrace.

“Besides-” Forth paused as he felt Beam’s arms tighten like a vice. Beam kept squeezing as if they weren’t already close enough. Forth squeezed back. “If you really miss me that much you can bubble wrap your delicate heart and then ship yourself to me.”

“That’s overdramatic. I’ll just take a plane. Can I join you abroad the first couple of weeks?” The thought never occurred to Beam until just now.

Forth kissed him. “Can I-“ he kissed him again. A kiss would have to suffice. For Beam, it didn’t. He wanted a definitive answer. “seriously can I co-“ Another kiss and because Forth gave up teasing, Beam heard a voice say, “What do you think?”

What else could he say? He had to answer with a kiss, didn’t he?

Fic #2 MingKIt, Too Close For Comfort

Ming was supposed to go on holiday with Kit’s family but his brother rejected the idea. Now, with constant pressuring from him, Ming felt Kit pushing him away. It started out subtle like making excuses to study alone. Not kissing him when they cuddled in bed or not letting him cuddle at all. Kit was distancing himself and then suddenly they didn’t see each other for weeks. Over time, they’d end up passing each other in the canteen or they’d withstand each other’s miserable company to hang out with their friends.

One evening, Forth had a lot of fun trying to diffuse the tension between them. “You two should just fuck the stress away,” he grinned and downed a shot. Pha and Yo were stuck between Ming and Kit on the sofa because they refused to sit near each other. They had to deal with “in the middle shit” and it was getting tiresome. Pha didn’t want to come in the first place, but Yo really wanted to be there for Ming. As for Kit, Pha was at the point of making Kit handle it himself. They had to figure it out somehow. Forth continued to prod them, “You’re crazy about him Kit so why give a shit what your brother thinks?”

“I’ve said that to him already. Several times. He didn’t listen,” Ming interjected.

“It’s complicated,” Kit said for the hundredth time.

“If you feel the way Forth thinks you do then why’s it complicated?” Pha grabbed Yo by the hand and left. They weren’t going to be in the middle of this. No-one stopped them. There was now empty space between them. Neither Ming or Kit dared look at each other.

Kit stares into the distance, not looking at Forth either. “My brother got really angry when I suggested you come on holiday with us. Angry to a point I thought he might kill you.” This was new information to Ming.

“You’re doing this to protect me? There are better ways you know?” Ming got up and left.

“Are you okay?” Beam asked Kit.

“No, I am not. This is ridiculous, but I don’t think my brother will ever be comfortable with our relationship.”

“Tell him to get his head out of his ass and forget traditions. Times have changed.” Forth grinned and downed another shot.

“I say,” Beam countered. “That first you find Ming and talk to him. He needs to know that you still have feelings for him.” Kit got up to leave. Forth waved him goodbye. Beam wished him good luck with a friendly hug.

Forth gave his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek. A few more shots in and he’d have a happy drunk boyfriend on his hands. Forth wouldn’t complain because that usually meant sexy times ahead.

—-

Ming punched the bag harder.

He punched the bag harder. He imagined it as the brother’s face.

Someone caught the bag. Kit wasn’t weak though some people perceived him to be due to small stature. Ming ignored him and punched the bag, still imagining the brother’s face.

“I’m sorry,” Kit felt a push back from the next punch, so he grounded his feet a bit more.

“How’d you know where to find me?”

“You were angry earlier. This is where you come when you’re angry.” Ming punched the bag again then a minute later he went over to the bench that held his duffel. He took off the gloves and drank some water.

Kit grabbed the gloves and put them on. He took a few hard swings to the bag. Ming watched feeling proud that the training had been working. Kit could probably knock out his brother on his own if he wanted to. Ming wanted to feel the force of the punches so he got up to hold the bag. Ming even had to readjust his feet several times to keep from sliding back. Then Ming noticed the tears forming in his eyes. Kit stopped punching. He nearly fell to the floor but Ming caught him so they could fall together.

Kit pulled off the gloves and tossed them aside. Ming tightened Kit into his arms. “You did all of this to protect me?”

“Yes. I was really scared.” Kit explained. Ming tightened their embrace some more.

“When you’re scared who do you think can help you? When you’re sad, mad? When you need help with anything who will be there?” Kit didn’t need to answer the rhetorical questions. He looked up at Ming.

“I love you so much, I can’t keep doing this. My brother can fuck off.”

“Finally!” Ming exclaimed. He put fingers to Kit’s chin and tilted his lips for a kiss. It was tentative, like their first kiss. Soon enough they were in sync, deepening the kiss with each passing second. Kit certainly knew that he could do this for several hours. He wanted this, and most especially he wanted Ming, no one would tell him otherwise.

#mingkit #forthbeam #2moons2 #long post #enjoy!!#honestly don't know much about Kit's bro but he seemed like an ass in the show #.

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