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ughgoaway · 1 month

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19 with Matty as like a comfort thing 🥺

Maybe girlie is feeling a little insecure that day

love this!! I answered this prompt earlier as a teacher au thing, but I liked the idea of girlie being insecure so I wrote it again but a little diff! hope you enjoy :)

19- character A holding character B’s hands as character B eats them out, fingers intertwined.

18+ pls!! includes female receiving oral and body insecurity/general insecurity. 1.4k-ish

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You pull at your skin in the mirror, the reflection staring back at you wasn't one you recognised. Your eyes look sunken and tired, and your skin is dull when it used to be full of life.

You could stand for hours critiquing every inch of you, what part of you is too small, too big, too harsh or too soft. And you did. After every shower, you stood in front of the mirror, assessing every inch of yourself.

Matty hated it. of course, he did. You were perfect in his eyes, beyond perfect. but he couldn't stop you.

It happened like clockwork every few weeks. However, today, it seemed especially bad. The usual 10-minute assessment dragged on, becoming longer and longer with every tug and prod. He could almost hear your inner voice screaming about how you're not good enough for him and that he deserved better.

Eventually, you came to bed. Flopping on the mattress and immediately trying to burrow yourself under the blanket. but before you can, Matty grips the blanket and pulls it from your hands, forcing you to flip over and face him.

“I know what you're doing,” he says bluntly, eyeing you suspiciously.

“M’okay. I'm just tired. Long week.” you say softly, throwing matty a half-hearted smile.

You're lying. You both know that for a fact, but you pray that just this once Matty lets it go.

He doesn't, of course.

“Baby, I can see right through you. Standing in the mirror for half an hour and mumbling to yourself angrily doesn't exactly scream “im okay”” he pouts teasingly at you, and you can't help but giggle at his pufferfish face (a term you coined for that exact look early on in your relationship)

You sigh heavily before answering, “Yeah, im just - I don't even know. Feeling shitty I guess. Ugly, insecure, unloveable. You know, all the usual Friday night emotions” You try to lighten the mood with a joke, but everyone who knows you knows you joking is a sign something is really bothering you.

“You are none of those things, my love. Let me prove it to you, yeah?” Matty asks, moving to hover over your body.

You can already feel an ache between your thighs at the sight of your boyfriend above you, but you still can't shake how you're feeling.

“You don't have to, matty. I know I don't look great right now. Don't feel pressured or anything, I'm sure I'll just sleep it off.”

“Never feel pressured with you, I just want to show you how beautiful you are to me, will you let me?” Matty looks down at you with soft eyes, and you can't pretend you don't want him between your legs for a second longer, giving him an assured nod.

“Gotta use your words for me, baby,” Matty lightly demands, dropping his mouth to your neck and pressing kisses to your skin.

“Mmm yes. Make me feel good, please,” you beg, gasping as Matty nips your neck playfully, soothing each patch of skin with his tongue.

“Thats my girl. Gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart.” Matty whispers in your ear, pulling back with a Cheshire-cat-like grin that has you blushing.

You try to turn away from him, the weight of his eye contact feeling like too much. But Matty places a hand on your jaw, dragging your face back to his and connecting your eyes once more.

Matty holds eye contact as he drops between your thighs, peppering them with kisses and hushed compliments as he moves to where you need him most. His fingers fall between your legs, parting your thighs and spreading you open for him.

“so pretty” he whispers, pressing a chaste kiss to your clit that rips a gasp from your chest. you can already feel your nerves thrumming with desire.

“Please Matty just- I can't take any teasing, please,” you beg, closing your eyes and trying to catch your breath.

“Anything you want, princess, take my hand, yeah?” Matty’s hand moves from between your legs up to grab your own, lightly gripping your hand to ground you and remind you that he wants you. He wants to make you feel good.

You smile softly down at him, looking into his eyes and memorising the exact way he looks right now, to live in your head for as long as it can.

With his hand in yours, he starts mouthing your cunt, moaning and licking your slick like he's devouring a sweet peach, juices running down his chin as he consumes you.

He’s practically making out with your cunt, burrowing himself between your legs and doing everything he can to make you feel good. Every few minutes you can feel a mumbled complement vibrate against you.

“Tastes so good angel.”

“So beautiful for me.”

“Good girl.”

Every vibration of his words against you pulls you closer to the edge. You can feel your skin growing pinker as matty continues between your thighs, a thin sheen of sweat covering your body. Matty is grinding against the mattress below him at the sight of you, but you're too lost in the haze to notice anything right now.

You roll your hips needily against Matty's face, and he immediately understands your silent pleading, moving faster against you and making the fire inside you grow even brighter.

Matty flicks his eyes up to you as he works his mouth over you, slick covering his cheeks as slips a finger inside you, smirking at the broken moan that falls from your lips. Every time his nose brushes your clit you feel a bolt of lightning strike you, your pulse quickens with every touch.

the tension in your gut is growing, and you squeeze mattys hand to warn him, whimpering “close” as best you can between the needy moans and whines.

Matty pulls away briefly, “Cum whenever you need to princess, so good for me.” As soon as he finishes he's diving back between your thighs with a new fervour, fucking you with his tongue and purposefully using his nose to stimulate your clit.

The mix of his tongue and his finger burrowed inside you is dizzying. The air is thickening around you with each passing second, and the only noises filling the room are a mix of your lewd groans and the sticky noises of matty worshipping you.

The neverending streams of compliments and his unrelenting pace against you soon push you to breaking point, coming undone with a whimpered “thank you” and shaking thighs.

Your legs grip around mattys head like a vice, keeping him buried between your legs. And he honestly couldn't be happier with that arrangement, squeezing your hand as you cum to remind you why he's doing this, to remind you how absolutely obsessed he is with every part of you.

Eventually, your legs loosen as the aftershocks stop rattling through your body. The goosebumps over your skin begin to fade, and you start falling back to earth.

Matty quickly moves from between your legs, hovering over you before leaning forward and desperately kissing you, pressing his tongue into your mouth so you can taste yourself. You groan at the taste, moving your hands to grip Matty's hair, grabbing his curls and pulling him closer against you.

You only break apart when your need for oxygen demands it, Matty panting above you with an overjoyed smile on his face. You smirk back at him, planning to repay him in the best way you know how.

But as you move your hand to grip his boxers, you feel the distinct lack of a boner and the presence of a damp spot sitting on the front of them. Your eyes flick down and study the dark grey patch on his underwear. You scrunch your face in confusion for a few seconds until it dawns on you.

He came. Untouched. Just from eating you out.

Matty sees the realisation on your face and groans, dropping down and burrowing his face in your neck. You can feel his cheeks growing hot as you giggle at his reaction, matty brings his mouth up to your cheek, pressing a kiss to it before he speaks.

“You're just really hot when you cum, im kind of obsessed with it. and you.” he whispers, pulling back to look at you with a cheesy grin. His eyes trace over your face, memorising every aspect of how you look.

Even if one day you become a stranger, if this all ends, he wants to remember exactly how you look right now.

He wants to remember the flush on your cheeks, the way the tip of your nose scrunches when you giggle, and the distinct glow of love in your eyes.

“Love you,” you whisper, leaning forward until you are a few centimetres from Matty's lips.

“I love you too” he whispers back, surging forward and catching your lips in a kiss he hopes conveys every bit of love that his words couldn't.

#sappy shit #i love me some lovey dovey smut #the filthy stuff is fun too tho hehehe #but yes they are very in love!!!#(idk about this... sorry if it disappoints anon </3)#anon!#matty healy smut

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ppoppokari · 5 months

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DAD SEUNGMIN PLS🥺💕 loved the hyunlix one!!!!

ahhhh thank you thank you for requesting! it's people like you who make it a joy to write! ye ye ye

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🤎🐾 puppy love~ seungmin as a dad

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*~alexa play higher by albert posis~*

🐻you know the feeling when you’re just so in love that your braincells cease up. yeah that's seungmin the pussy drunk guy who was still shocked at the news of the pregnancy like he wasn't the one who knocked you up even though you just had sex two weeks ago

🐻it's the seungmin way to flash the brightest smile even though he is just confused, and that is literally the mood the entire time he is a dad, he mightn't get it sometimes but he'll just go along with it

🐻is somehow the most prepared person in the entire universe even though he pretty much just sits there being himself, don't question it

🐻everything was unexpected, yet he was still so unbelievably stoked to even have a baby with you. he was and still is such a sentimental guy when it comes to his relationship with you and his love and admiration for you and your relationship keeps growing regardless of whether you were pregnant or not

🐻but on that note he thinks you're absolutely glowing these days and seeing you like that makes him the proudest husband or husband to be and he would definitely be the type to make you feel more at home around his family and creating a happy life and vibes for you and your baby

🐻he definitely doesn't see your baby as a pet, that would be terrible but he 100% was the one to keep insisting that he gets to choose their name. it's.... different but in the sweetest way possible so imagine this, meeting seungmin you were absolutely whipped by his wit and intelligence and you knew that dates with him would be memorable and in this case the first 12 dates were so unique and creative in the way that you did the same thing each time

🐻you would receive a text to say the was having a day off and that he wanted to go out, you'd wait for him to meet you on the corner of the dorm rooms and once he was in sight he'd give a cheerful wave and you'd proceed to walk to his favourite park and once you were there you would talk about anything on your mind as he nudged the rocks with his feet until he found a pretty one to give it to you just so you could go and skip it across the water

🐻 which makes sense that he pushed the name beomseok which simply means "pattern of a rock"

🐻repeat after me, seungmin definitely doesn't think your baby is the same species as kkami or berry but seungmin happily passed down his puppy boy role to beomseok and dress him up in cute costumes just to spam his entire list of contacts with photos

🐻everyone will know what beomseok looks like, they could pick him out of a crowd thanks to seungmin's monthly updates

🐻every day is a dream because 9 times out of 10 you are waking up to both of your boys smiling brightly. the boys actually get the harsh version of seungmin if they knew seungmin would become this soft during fatherhood they would have adopted many many kids

🐻his kid pops up everywhere and i mean everywhere : on an ad for diapers, skz-talker, music videos, on stage. home boy has a cute ass kid and he lets the whole world know, home boy also has the contacts to make that happen plus your child is a natural entertainer

🐻father-son baseball games whether that means attending games in matching jerseys or actually playing in the backyard

🐻side note- since he was so excited to actually play baseball with his son he definitely set his expectations too high thinking they immediately knew what to do when the ball was flying towards him aka he has totally thrown the ball at his kids head

🐻everyday you hear a lil wahhhhhhhhh from the kitchen, peak seungmin noises as he does a cute little jog around the house trying to escape your sons needy cuddles

🐻seungmin's energy is 1000% contagious so now you are gifted with not one but two seungmin's

🐻oh my god, this kid has everything that they could ever dream of and though you play a part in getting that to happen seungmin is a huge part of why their room is so cozy and comfortable, the brown and orange fairy-tale autumn tones all year around, the plush bears-he gets all cliché too with having mama, papa and baby teddy bears

🐻he definitely gives off the energy of the dad who walks his kid to school and even though he's rushing to get them there on time he's the one getting distracted by a random squirrel or the bug beomseok found

🐻different idol but this is literally dad seungmin and i'm screaming

🐻lastly, dad seungmin is like a calm family vacation at the beach where you huddle under the jetty building sandcastles, collecting sea shells and swimming until it gets dark, he is gentle, fun, meaningful, entertaining, a sense of strong support but most importantly he is yours

#skz soft hours #skz soft thoughts #dad! stray kids #seungmin x reader #stray kids headcanons #skz headcanons #seungmin headcanons #skz scenarios #stray kids scenarios #skz fluff #seungmin fluff #dad! seungmin

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dark-night-hero · 1 year

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Pls part 3 of without me can u make it that y/n meets the god who tried to kill her before and he tells her abt what happened and guilts herbinto killing herself then xiao finds her and she tells him not to tell zhongli🥺 that would be amazing

: Hi! Sadly, I have no intentions of making part three of without me. The part two open ending was for you to think of your own ending. Still! It wouldn't hurt for a little imagine because why not, that idea is chef's kiss* Also, apologies for taking too long to answer since I was thinking of what to do.

Imagine laying on the soaked muddy road was your bloody figure. The harsh rain pouring all over your body, yet you find it calming. Strange as it may sound, you feel nothing but your heart aching in pain, and your mind has never been clear for the past few centuries that have gone by. Despite all the wounds all over your body, the countless scratches as well as a missing arm and an open wound to your stomach. All you could do was lay in there and wait for your doom.

Imagine, the feeling honestly wasn't that bad. It was pretty bad and numb. The feeling of confusion, self pity, self hatred, frustration, guilt comes crushing into you the moment all memories came back.

"You.. You're the same being all those years ago." "It's a pleasure to be remembered by the all mighty being like you. It's such a shame Morax won't be around as you meet your doom." "Hah! Just because the era of war is over doesn't mean I grew weaker as centuries passed by." "I suppose that's true. But you know, for someone who killed their own friend with their own hands, you got quite the mentality." "What?" Your (eye color) iris were shaken looking at the being right in front of you. In the first place, how come this being is still alive? Didn't you kill him? You did. Right?

"What." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Huh? But I do know what I was talking about. After all, it was all fun making you act like a puppet on a string as I made you kill your own friend- oh wait HAHAHAHAHA oh celestia. I was wondering what happened but it looks like somebody sealed your memories, darling." "Don't call me that! And I have no idea what you're talking about." "But darling, you do." As his eyes stare at you with malice, it send shiver down your spine. "Here I was wondering why you're acting all tough in front of me. Turns out Morax could never leave you alone huh?" "Leave Morax out of thi-" As you burst out in anger, he dash towards you and grabbed you by the face. "Let's bring back your memories darling. But oh, let's be careful not to alarm the dragon away, okay?"

Imagine looking back on how pathetic you are, letting your guard down as your true, the rest of your memories started coming back. But perhaps you deserve this. Dying alone, in the rain.

"I was wondering how you manage to live on knowing you killed your own friends once again. And yet it turns out Morax protected you until the very end. I was just wondering how could he leave his one and only alone but it seems like there was a contract in return. Was it to leave you alone? It's such a mistake, but what can I say? It's very favorable for me." You didn't look at him, nor were you listening to him as tears started rolling down your cheeks as memories come back and started eating you up. "Darling." With a troubled mind, he grabbed you by your chin. "If you just accept by hand way before none of this would have happened, you know?"

Imagine as it gets harder to breathe. The only being on your mind was Morax. He had done so much for you and yet you used to think he doesn't love you anymore. It was so pathetic of you to doubt him. Maybe you do deserve this. Die out in the cold in the most painful way. The worst part is that you couldn't even kill the one who did this to you. Maybe they were right when they say it should have been you who died. Of course Morax would be sad, but only for a couple of years and maybe decated but he would soon be able to forget about you.

Imagine as you lay there on the muddy ground with rain drops falling all over your body, it is so hard to breath. Even your mind was going blank. Still right now, you want to see him at the same you don't. You don't have the guts and the face to see him. Not in this state, not in the state he hated the most. Still you want to see him. You missed him so much. You want to say sorry and maybe with a little bit shameless tell him you love him still. But you knew yourself you're running out of time.

"(Fi-First name)?" Fuck. If you could run, you would right now, or if possible, you wish you could disintegrate right here and now. Speaking of which, that fucking bastard who did this to you made it slow and painful as possible. "Yak- Xiao, was it?" You heard rapid footsteps in the rain. "I- I need to call Mo-" He was panicking. "It's alright." You tried yourself to smile despite the pain all over your body. "Ho-hold on, I'm bringing you to Morax right no-" "Don't." "Bu-" "It's useless Xiao. I'm already dying, I can feel it." You knew yourself the best.

"Still! We'll never know-!" "I killed your Master with my own hands and yet you still wish to save me?" You spoke with a chuckle that was cut off with a fits of bloody coughing followed by hard gasp for breath. "It was an accident." "It doesn't change the fact that it was I who killed her." You smile painfully, you don't know if it was because of the memories or because of the pain on your body. "I know how much you treasure her as a friend. It's okay to forgive yourself (First name). It was an accident, no one expected and want that to happened." He looked like he was about to cry as he utter those words that made your eyes wide.

Imagine he said those words, though suddenly came into mind. Forgive yourself? How? The truth is that, it was just an accident. He was right, none want that to happened, so why can't you forgive yourself?

"Xiao." By the sound of his name being called. Xiao looked at your face only for his eyes to go wide as he seen you started to disintegrate. "I'm sorry, but can you please keep this a secret to Morax? Oh wait, it's Zhongli right now, right?" The name you've made for him. That small memory made you smile. "I can't! I won't!" "I knew this would happened." You said with a small smile remaining on your face.

Imagine, with everything bit of power and strength left, you lift a hand to pat him by the shoulder. "Leave me here and forget everything you saw today." You spoke with a majestic voice fitted for a God and soon as you does. He stood up and left, leaving you off on your own once again. "Now then, this is nice." As you lay down looking at the now clearing up sky.

Imagine not too long after that, you disappeared with a contented, maybe a little bit of regret with only one thought in mind. You'll do just fine without me, My love.

Imagine, at the same time. Zhongli dropped his tea cup and hurriedly look out the window with a feeling of animosity on his chest. It felt like he just lost something. Something really precious to him. Looking at the dark clouds above the harbor, it felt like a storm was coming.

"(First name)?"

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: Sorry if it was a little different from what was ask. Apologies also for taking too long to answer. Also rather than making them kll themselves, letting their guard down enough for them to get killed is what I did which I hope is fine. Anyway that's all, enjoy :)

#genshin impact #dark night hero #genshin imagines #genshin #ask #genshin impact x reader #genshin angst #genshin x y/n #genshin zhongli #genshin x reader #genshin impact xiao #genshin impact zhongli #genshin impact angst #genshin impact fanfic #zhongli angst #zhongli #zhongli x reader #xiao

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jeannineee · 10 months

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I absolutely adore your writing🩷 can I pls request prompt 6 and kink F with eris or Lucien <3

Attitude

Eris Vanserra x Reader

a/n: thank you anon, you’re so sweet 🥺. More prompts can be found here.

nsfw under the cut (18+ please)

F: Impact play

6: “Drop the attitude before I fuck it out of you.”

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“I can write it myself,” you hissed at Eris, snatching away the letter he was reading over.

Your mate’s expression hardened. “Take a breath, y/n. I’m only trying to help.”

Deep down, you knew he was right. But your frustration had reached a boiling point. These letters were due to be sent across Prythian by dawn, and you’d only started an hour ago, what with being too busy with your other duties.

“I don’t want your help,” you snapped, eyes burning with anger.

Eris grabbed your chin, forcing your to meet his gaze. “Drop the attitude before I fuck it out of you.”

Your cheeks flushed, arousal pooling between your legs, but your anger didn’t entirely fade. “Is that supposed to be a threat? It doesn’t sound like one,” you taunted.

Eris only smiled in response, a smile that you recognized well.

You were in for it, now.

“Bend over the desk,” Eris said, his voice hard and commanding.

“I need to finish these—“

“Now,” he demanded, and the way he was looking at you told you he wouldn’t ask again.

You bit the inside of your cheek to stifle another smart remark, before rising from your chair, and bending over your desk, your hands holding the edge of it.

Eris pulled your dress up, over your hips. All your defiance flew out the window as he roughly slapped your ass, a yelp falling from your lips at the sensation.

“What? Nothing to say, y/n?” he asked mockingly, before his hand connected to your ass again. And again. And again.

Eris ran his hands along your skin, soothing the stinging you felt. “Not so tough now, hm?”

You heard Eris fumbling with his belt behind you, and silently thanked the Mother that he dropped it to the floor.

Eris used his knee to spread your legs further, lining his length up with your entrance. You almost sighed in relief, until he landed another harsh smack to your ass, as he buried himself in your cunt. “I’m just getting started with you.”

#acotar #acotar headcanon #a court of thorns and roses #acotar fanfiction #acotar smut #smut #Eris Vanserra #Eris x reader #Eris Vanserra x reader #Eris smut #Eris Vanserra smut

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v4mpirezz · 4 months

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hi pookie 👉👈

about that yandere fic of Yandere Tennant... is it okay if i request that the reader gets an ounce of energy and decides to dominate Tennant this time 🥺🥺🥺🧎🧎🧎 (NSFW) pls 💍

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 ❞

𝐀/𝐧: GRRRR HERE YOU GO! So many people seem to love sub Tennant lol! Credits to @juvnvalen since her Sub Tennant fic gave me some inspiration! Make sure to check it out because its scrumptious ^_^

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: hair pulling, degradation, begging.

“Shut the fuck up you whore! You’re too loud!” You glared daggers at the woman under you.

How pathetic she looked under you, tears on her face, a begging mess, this is only a taste of her own medicine; oh how it made you satisfied.

It was like sweet revenge. You managed to catch her by surprise, it was the usual sex at first. Her on top of you, you playing the submissive darling role. However you had a plan on mind. Different intentions.

She whimpered “Please my love, let me cum, please~!” She cries while moving her hips, desperate to have your fingers move deep inside her. However, you weren’t planning on going soft on her, no. You took this chance to get your anger out on her.

Quickly you pulled her hair and pulled her face closer to yours. “Keep moving and I won’t let you cum, you’re so damn dirty begging like a whore, aren’t you embarrassed? Pathetic..”

She whined but obeyed, not moving at all but looking at you with such needy eyes. Soon, she let out a loud moan once the fingers inside her started moving once again at a quick and rough pace, you could feel her getting tighter.

“Oh~! OH~! AH~~! Like that my love~! OHH~!” Her back arched once you found her sweet spot. You kept abusing it, hitting it with every thrust of your fingers. Ada’s eyes rolled back in pleasure as she started blabbering praises.

“My~! Oh heavens! You’re amazing my love~! Ngh” she gripped on the sheets below her, you could only give her a cold look “Oh you like that? What a bitch. Are you ashamed, whore? Do you want to cum? Are you going to cum on my fingers?”

Your harsh words only seemed to have turned her on even more. You let go of the grip you had on her hair and started teasing her erected nipples sending shockwaves through her body.

Ada’s legs started shaking as you started to kiss her neck, covering it with hickeys and bites. You wanted it to match the marks she leaves on you, you could only chuckle at the thought of how she’ll try to hide them.

“Hmm. I wonder if any other woman have brought in your bed has done this, have you once fantasized about this ever happening to you?”

With your thumb you decided to rub her clit in a circular motion and made sure to tease her hardened bud which resulted to her tightening even more.

Without warning she came hard on your finger, she looked at you with teary eyes trying to catch her breath after the intense orgasm. With a smirk you shoved your cum filled fingers inside her mouth, making her taste her own juices.

Ada moaned around your fingers, happily licking them clean and sucking on them.

Then without warning she gripped on your hips and pulled you down, your chest meeting hers as her breathing hit your neck.

“You looked so gorgeous on top of me, my love. Sadly for you, it’s my turn to be on top~.”

#reverse 1999 tennant #reverse 1999 #tennant #tennant reverse 1999 #reverse 1999 x reader #reverse1999 #tennant x reader #re1999 #ada tennant #reverse: 1999 #ada tennant smut #yandere tennant #reverse 1999: tennant #tennant smut #reverse 1999 tennant x reader #nsfw..!!🧸

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givemequeen · 1 year

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I want everyone to know that you’re mine: George Harrison x reader

request(s): - can you write a smut about George being like possessive and wanting the reader to be loud during sex bc “I want everyone to know that you’re mine” and if possible have it happen bc maybe the reader was getting hit on by the others and George wanted to reiterate who she was with? Thanks so much! - Can you write something smutty for George? - pls i need more george smut 🥺🥺🥺 im in love w him 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (aren’t well all) a/n: do any other authors get horny when writing smut or... pairing: George Harrison x reader summary: teasing George (just realised i put in the wrong summary! it is correct now tho, whoops!) warnings: sexy time! dirty sexy time! orgasm denial (female) oral (male receiving). unprotected sex (remember to wrap it before you tap it, lads). ass smacking. kinda harsh sex but not too harsh. jealous!george word count: 3651

George always got off the stage horny. He said it was a combination of a lot things but you knew the roar of the crowd and the fact you were there watching and waiting for him was what really got him going. He wanted you to see his success, just like you wanted to show how proud you were of him. He had, after all, worked so hard to get where he was. So, you never missed a show.

Tonight was no different, George, despite being engrossed by his performance, couldn’t stop looking backstage to look at you. You had worn a short dress today and no underwear. You had whispered this delicate information to him just as he was getting on stage and when it was too late for him to do anything about it. But the look on his face was priceless, pure shock and desire.

As soon as the last song was over, he bolted off stage, not even waiting for their final bow, and rushed towards you, nearly toppling you over. He picked you up, hands flying to your ass, and spun you around.

“Fuck, I’m so hard, I’ve been waiting all night for this.” He growled in your ear, pushing his boner against you. “Let’s go baby, please.” You laughed and placed your hand on his chest, pushing him back.

“We can’t leave, there’s the after party.” You winked before walking away to congratulate the other boys with a polite kiss on their cheeks.

Once their instruments were safely set to the side the five of you headed outside to your cars. George followed close behind you, his hand low on the small of your back, finger feeling the fabric to remind himself you weren’t wearing any underwear. You got into two cars, You, George, and Paul on one and Ringo and John on the other.

The cars sped away from the crowds of fans and headed to the hotel you were all staying at. The hotel had organised a party for the band in their presidential suite. It was going to be filled with roadies, journalists, music producers, and models, and you couldn’t wait to use this opportunity to tease George.

You were sat between the two boys with one of your hands on George’s thigh, your slim fingers drawing circles in his inner thighs.

“That’s driving me wild, I’m going to fuck you when we get to the room.” George muttered as he pressed his lips to your ear.

“So, did you like the show?” Paul asked, oblivious to what was going on. He had light a cigarette and was offering some to you and George. George accepted, placing it between his lips and lighting it. Something about him lighting a fag drove you wild and you couldn’t wait to fuck him once you go to the hotel but the game you were playing wasn’t going to end soon.

“Of course, you were amazing tonight.” you said, momentarily placing a hand on his knee and removing the one you had on George’s thigh.

George sat up and you smiled, knowing he had taken the bait. Paul smiled happily and thanked you.

“You look great tonight, love.” Paul smirked. “That dress... is it new?” You could hear George practically growl next to you.

“Yes!”

“Looks stunning on you, love.” he met your eyes and smiled that charming smile of his. “You look stunning tonight.”

“Back off McCartney.” George said, placing a protective arm around you.

“C’mon Georgie, don’t be ridiculous.” you said, pushing off of him.

“Yeah, Georgie.” Paul teased as the car came to a stop, having finally reached the hotel.

George reached over to him but Paul jumped out of the car. Cameras immediately starting flashing, fans were yelling the boy’s names all around you. You kissed George’s cheek before getting out, pressing your ass into him as you moved over him. George grabbed your waist and pulled you to him, pressing his boner against you.

“Behave, I see what you are doing.” he said before letting you go.

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” you smiled, grabbing his hand and walking into the hotel through the screaming crowds.

Once in the suite you headed off to find your group of friends. They were an assortment of journalists and roadies who followed the band around. Naturally, you spent a lot of time with them which caused a friendship to flourish. In this group of friends was a specific roadie who George hated as George claimed he had flirted with you. Your boyfriend wouldn’t listen to reason since you repeatedly told him he was gay and was more interested in him than in you.

“Thats just an excuse to touch your boobs.” George had said, pouting.

“No because he surprisingly does not touch my boobs.” you had rolled your eyes and left it at that.

But you could now feel George’s eyes on you across the room as you sipped on a drink, lounging on one of the velvet sofas, and talked to said roadie. George had been starting at you the entire time you were there but he had been caught in a conversation with some music producer.

John came over to join you, sitting by your side and placing his arm on the sofa behind you. He started mumbling about the concert and the party but he was so drunk you couldn’t understand him so you simply patted his shoulder and nodded. You could feel George watching you and suddenly an idea came onto mind.

You stood up and sat back down across John’s lap. He smiled up at you and hugged you, clearly ready to sleep. You ran your fingers through his hair and glanced up at where George had last been but he was gone. You glanced around, suddenly worried that you couldn’t find him.

“Love.” George said from behind you. You jumped, startled by his sudden appearance. You looked back and smiled, George was upside down!

“Georgie, you’re upside down!” you laughed.

“Are you drunk?” he asked, cocking his head sideways. His face was tense, clearly unhappy at the situation but you couldn’t care less, he had to live a little. “Get off his lap.”

“No, I’m just happy.” you threw your arms around his hips, dragging him towards you, and ignoring his second question. “And you?”

“Lets get out of here.” he whispered, leaning over and starting to pull you away from John, who just flopped backwards and promptly fell asleep.

“What? No! The night is young.” you whined before standing up and dragging George over to the dance floor.

Dozens of people had congregated in the centre of the room and were dancing widely. Arms were thrown up and hips were swung to the rhythm of the music. You pulled George to the centre and placed your arms on his shoulders. His hand went to your hips, pulling you close.

“You look gorgeous tonight.” George said, his lips chasing yours. “What were you doing on John?”

But you ignored him and allowed yourself to feel the music, the thumping of the bass resonated deep within you. You threw your head back and immediately George’s mouth went to your neck. He kissed and sucked on the skin there, surely leaving marks.

“Georgie, careful.” you frowned, chastising him.

“Lets go, my love, I want you.” he pressed himself against you. “I need you.”

“I can feel that.” you giggled.

“Do you want me to fuck you right here? Huh? In the middle of the room and let everyone see how well you take my cock?” his voice was low, its vibrations travelled all the way down between your legs.

“Fuck, Georgie.” you palmed him through the jeans, looking around to make sure no one could see but everyone was too high or drunk to notice.

“Lets go.” he wrapped his longer slender fingers around your wrist and pulled you towards the exit. A couple people tried to stop him to talk to him but he was a man on a mission and practically shoved them aside. Once outside the suite, George picked you up and pressed you against the wall.

He began kissing you like a starving man, hands slipping under your dress to grab your ass. You moaned as he pressed himself against you and you rocked your hips against him, desperate for some friction. George pressed himself further against you, preventing you from moving.

“No, you don’t get to do that after how you have behaved all night.” he sunk his teeth onto your flesh and you yelped, a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“I’ve been good, Geo, what do you mean?” you lied, kissing his face.

“You and I both know thats a lie.” he grabbed your jaw and forced you to look at him. “You’re gonna do as I say and if you’re good maybe I’ll cum in you.” George set you down and grabbed you, pulling you towards your room.

Once inside, he picked you back up and took you over to the bed, dropping you on it. You watched in anticipation as he slowly took his shirt off. You rubbed your thighs together, desperate for some friction.

“Stop that.” George snapped. “You don’t get to do that.” he shook his head and you.

Finally, his shirt came off. He threw it on the ground and unbuckled his belt. He dropped his trousers and took himself out of his pants. While staring right at you, George stroked himself. You bit your lower lip, eager to have him in you.

“Stand up.” he ordered, you did as he requested, your eyes sliding down to his erection. “Kneel.” you dropped to your knees and looked up at him.

“Now what?” you asked sweetly, trying your best not to look at it.

George stayed silent, he trailed his fingers through your hair and tugged it back so your mouth fell open. He grabbed himself and guided your mouth towards him. You stuck your tongue out, allowing his cock to rest on it, and closed your lips around him.

“Good girl.” he said, his other hand went to your chin, pushing it up so he could see better.

You closed your eyes and moved your head forward until his cock hit the back of your throat. You gagged slightly but remained there until tears formed in your eyes. You pulled back, gasped your air, and did it again. Slowly, you let your tongue explore him. It went over the ridges and veins of his cock, mapping out every inch of it.

One of your hands went to his hips for stability, the other going between your legs. You slipped two fingers inside of you and rocked your hips the same way you bobbed your head backwards and forwards. You moaned, the vibrations of your moan made him buck his hips forward.

He groaned and collected your hair into one hand. He pulled you back so only the tip of his cock was inside your mouth, and slowly pulled himself out. A single line of spit and pre-cum connected you and his dick. He grabbed his cock and placed it back into your mouth.

“Mouth open.” he slowly pushed his hips forward. You held your breath, fingers stopping inside of you, and felt your eyes roll to the back of your head as he made his way down your throat.

Then, at the same excruciatingly slow pace, slid himself back out. George did this a couple times before slamming into you with no warning. You choked on his cock but that didn’t stop him. He grabbed your jaw, hand so big his fingers nearly reaches your ears, and fucked your mouth.

“Fuck...” he groaned. “This is what you get for being a slut.” his eyes were trained on yours. “Stop fucking touching yourself, you think I don’t notice?” reluctantly you removed your fingers from yourself. “Now take my cum.” he pushed his hips into your mouth one last time before finishing inside of you. As his cum shot out, he rolled his hips, and you licked his cock, making sure every last drop came out.

Then, he slid himself out. You stuck your tongue out and blinked up at him. “Good girl.” he slid his finger down your cheek and shoved them into your mouth, reaching the very back and making you gag. “Swallow.” you did as you were told. “Now get up.”

“Yes, daddy.” you stood up and George’s mouth was immediately on yours. He reached behind you and pulled down the zipper to your dress. The short sleeves of the dress fell from your shoulders. George pulled it over your head, leaving you completely bare. He pushed you onto the bed, grabbed your ankles, pushing your legs apart, and dragged you to him.

His fingers slid up your thighs at an excruciatingly slow pace, getting closer and closer to where you needed him the most. He looked up at you through his lashes, there was pure hunger in his eyes.

“Please Geo.” you whined.

“What do you want, my love?” he asked getting closer to you. You bit your lower lip and nodded. His fingers slid into you and you moaned. “Louder.” his fingers curled inside you and you moaned louder. He began working his magic inside of you, moving his fingers with such precision and rhythm that made you thank your lucky stars that he was a musician.

Your mouth hung open as you let moan after moan spill out of you. His thumb went to your clit, gently massaging it. Your thigh were threatening to close but George had placed his hands over them, pressing them down. You moaned his name and told him you were close.

“Good girl.” he said as he pulled his fingers away from you.

“What the fuck?” You groaned, dizzy from the pleasure and alcohol. You watched as he sat on the edge of the bed and patted his lap.

“Sit here.” You did as you were told and straddled his thigh.

“What now?”

“Get yourself off.” he shrugged.

Heat rose up to your cheeks. Get yourself off? On his thigh? You swallowed and nodded. You rocked your hips, a small whine escaping your lips at the sensation. His thigh was hard, the muscle under rubbing against you in the best way possible.

“You don’t think I want to fuck you?” he growled, his hands went to your hips gripping you tightly and urging to move faster. “You don’t think I want to shove my cock in you and make you come?”

“I know you do.” you moaned. “Oh, George...”

“Then why do you behave so naughtily? Flirting with Paul and John right in front of me? It’s like you’re begging to be punished.” he tutted, shaking his head.

One hand went to your breast, squeezing it harshly. You moaned his name as he licked your nipple. You rocked your hips against him faster, determined to orgasm.

“I wasn’t flirting.” you lied as you quickened your pace.

“Don’t fucking lie, slut.” George said grabbing your jaw. You looked at him and reached for his cock.

You jerked him off at the same pace you rocked against him. Each time you moaned his name his hips jerked. You moaned it louder and he kissed you, you moaned it even louder and he played with your breasts.

But George’s patience was wearing thin. He flipped you around, laying you on the bed and crawled over you. His mouth was on you, his kisses sloppy, and with no warning, he slammed into you. You gasped his name, unable to do much else, and squeezed your thighs around him and he relentlessly pounded into you.

“Louder, love. I want everyone to know that you’re mine. I want everyone to hear how well I fuck you.” he grabbed your hands and pinned them above you, exposing your neck.

His mouth attached itself to the soft skin there and began sucking. You went to complain but a sharp slam of his hips shut you up. Instead, you moaned and moaned. Each slam of his hips making you go louder. You yelled his name and his rhythm got sloppy.

George pulled out of you and turned you around with ease. He pulled your hips up, exposing your ass to him, and aligned himself, his dick pressed against you. He rubbed his tip against you slowly, almost as though taunting you. You pushed your hips back and he pulled away.

“Oh George, fuck me please, please.” you moaned.

He smacked your ass and slowly slid in to you. He quickly returned to the ruthless pace he had set before. His hand slapping your ass as you gripped the sheets. His fingers went around your hips, meeting your clit, and began drawing circles.

You were coming undone, the brutal slamming of his hips against yours filling the room with the sound of skin slapping against skin combined with the effortlessly skilled movement of his fingers against you was pleasantly overwhelming. He leaned over you, pressing his chest against your back and pulled your hair back.

“Are you going to come?” he groaned. “Come for daddy, you’ve been good. I want to hear you.”

You nodded and let yourself loose. The explosion of pleasure took over you, making your body go limp. George held you up as he continued fucking and fingering you. You unapologetically moaned his name over and over until your throat felt raw.

Just as you were coming down from your high George slammed his hips into you one last time and came inside you. His cum shooting into you felt delightfully familiar. You clenched around him and gripped the sheets so hard you wouldn’t be surprised if they ripped.

George collapsed on top of you, cock still inside you and weight crushing you. He gently kissed your shoulder, hand going around your body to squeeze your breast. His cock was still hard when he slipped it out. You rolled over and smiled at him but he was staring between your legs.

He licked his fingers and pushed his cum that had began leaking out of you and down your thighs back in. You winced at the wave of pleasure that crashed against you like aftershock.

“This pussy is mine.” he said, reaching down to kiss it.

Bonus:

George had returned from the bathroom and scooped your limp body in his arms. He had taken you into the bath and sat behind you, your back against his chest, wet bodies pressed together, as he gently cleaned you up. Then, he had tenderly dried you, taking extra care around your thighs, and taken you back into bed were you were now spooning.

“Was that good?” he whispered, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Very.” you mumbled.

“It wasn’t... too much?”

You turned your head to look at him and smiled, placing a hand over his cheek.

“I liked it. I love it when you’re possessive. It was very hot.” you gently kissed his cheek. “I love you.” you murmured and spun your whole body around to face his.

“I love you too.” he said, pressing his head into your hair.

You reached your hand down his pants and hesitated. George nodded and reached to pull your own underwear down. You wrapped your hands around him and felt as he got hard.

George laid back, his hands on your hips guiding you over him. He comfortably slid into you, like a key into a lock, and you both happily sighed. You fell against him, bare chest against bare chest, and slowly rocked your hips. George wrapped his arms around you and met your movements half way.

“I’m sorry love, I can’t last any longer.” he groaned.

“Cum in me, Geo. Fill me up.” you whispered, your words driving him wild.

It was the most comfortable filling, his hips crashing against yours - once, twice, three times - as he came undone. Then, you remained like that, his cock buried deep in you and his mouth kissing your skin, until he softened. You pulled yourself away from him and he tucked himself back in.

He pulled you against him, his whole body wrapping around yours, and fell into a deep slumber.

BONUS BONUS:

The next morning you stumbled over to the wardrobe, George watching your naked behind body from the bed, and pulled on plaid trousers and a pink cardigan to match. He helped you as you got ready, kissing your cheek and neck or wherever he could reach.

You walked hand in hand towards the elevator and made your way down to the private room the hotel had given the band for their meals. Inside was John, Ringo, and Paul, all sat around a round table filled with food.

They all looked up as you entered and started laughing. Unsure, you cocked your head to the side and asked them what was so funny.

“Did you have a good night?” John said, wiggling his eyebrows, between fits of laughter.

Realisation dawned on you, they probably heard everything. You shut your eyes in embarrassment but George was having none of it. He pulled you to his side, arm going around your shoulders and led you to the table where breakfast was set.

“Piss off, you lot are just jealous.” he said, rolling his eyes and ignoring their howls of laughter.

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hwnglx · 9 months

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begging on my hands and knees for an enhypen version of the skz handling jealous tarot reading please 🥺🥺😩❤️😘😍🥰💕♥️💖💙💗💜💞💓💛🖤💚❣️😻🧡💘💝💟🤍🤎🫀❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹💌

enhypen when jealous

based on tarot. i do not know these idols personally. energies are always changing. what i say is NOT straight fact. pls take it with a grain of salt!

heeseung virgo venus

queofp, 9ofw, pagofsw, 3ofp+sun, 4ofp

heeseung will feel let down, like you betrayed his trust and devotion to some extent. he sincerely cares and cherishes the relationship, so he won't like the negativity at all. but since he's an extremely observant and tactful person, he won't just act in the moment or presume things. he'll prefer to keep watch on the situation and carefully think his next actions through. when will he confront you about it, what exactly will he say, which emotion will he be willing to express without it coming off as too much. (the virgo energy is big for him) he'll prefer staying rational and not get all upset or guilt trip you when asking you about the situation.

heeseung is a grounded lover who's not afraid of obstacles, since he thinks you two can solve anything by working on hardships together. he believes stability and closeness, especially in romantic connections, comes from discussing and communicating your thoughts in an unbiased and calm manner. he put so much effort into the relationship, that he wouldn't ruin all the hard work for some silly moment of jealousy that could be sorted by simply talking it out.

jay taurus venus

3ofw, knofprx, devil, char+9ofsw, knofsw

yeah, jay is very likely to lose his composure. although first, he'll try his best to approach the situation with patience and wait it out, in the end he'll fail pretty quickly. we all know this man gets possessive. (tbh, don't even see an opportunity for you to be left without him if you ever go out together. he'll stay with you constantly. probably wait for you outside the restroom) so once he sees you with someone else, most reason in him will go out the door and all he'll wanna do is quickly seperate you two. you'll see him confronting the other party in a very harsh and direct manner. especially verbally in a "how do you dare flirt with my girl/boy like that. get the f*ck away from her/him." type of way. he will hate everything about that sight and a lot of that anger will be accompanied by inner hurt. it'll stress him out a lot, so he'll just not be himself in that moment.

but, i can also see him blaming himself for getting so worked up over his jealous ways later, hating how he let this "bad habit" get the better of him. he'll probably calmly apologize to you after, and ask you whether you're okay. he didn't mean to get so irritated, and knows he can be too much sometimes.

jake scorpio venus

7ofsw, 3ofsw, devil, star, kingofsw&4ofw, hermitrx

although jake is definitely the type to easily get jealous as well, i can actually primarily see a lot of hurt for him here. he won't be overly confrontational over it (so much of his chart is just feeling feeling feeling but not much action), but instead remember it forever. i'm getting a lot of internalized pain here. he'll always hold on to that grudge, it'll remain as a pretty deep scar. like this man is sensitive. but he is equally as uncomfortable about openly displaying that emotional nature of his. he'll feel betrayed, like this relationship is so deep and meaningful to him.. how could you just do that to him?

he'll express that hurt by just turning stonecold, refusing to reunite with you for a few days, to process his emotions. he'll withdraw from you, not let you access him. his libra mars (i believe he's a libra rising too) just makes him awful at confrontation and blaming people for things. all the "payback" will be done indirectly, whether that's by just ignoring you, or even making you jealous in return. he'll probably flirt with your friend and make sure you find out or something. a lot of planning and strategies. he can be so vengeful, he'll love the thought of you feeling that same pain you gave him, and it'll all just be pretty dramatic and tiresome. i suggest not making scorpio stelliums jealous 👍🏻

sunghoon scorpio venus

9ofp, kingofc&8ofp, 5ofp, aceofc+knofsw, 3ofsw&devil

it's interesting, because everytime i read for sunghoon as a bf, it comes out very all or nothing. in general, he is a very tolerant and collected lover. meaning he won't feel extremely upset right away and make a whole scene. however, if the situation continues evolving and ends up going on for a little too long for his liking, he can lose grip of that mature and controlled composure, and let his feelings take over his actions.

i got the knight of swords for him, just like i did for jay, meaning he'll be very direct and straightforward in expressing his distate. he won't hide it. he can get extremely stern, very cut-throat and scary. though he could raise his voice sometimes, i don't see him screaming a lot. but, he'll definitely intimidate whoever had the guts to go to you by his gaze alone, and be very clear on how he'll make that person's life hell if they ever dare to approach you again. or, let you know he's okay with giving you your space, but don't you ever dare deceive him. "you exactly know i hate when you go out with that annoying guy. stop playing with me. do you think i'm stupid?" kinda thing.

i can see a huge shift in him once he gets affected negatively in romantic relationships, and people will be surprised to see his attitude turn so daunting. the jealousy will hurt him deep down, but he'll push through the burning sensation and just make sure you're by his side, away from that person.

sunoo gemini venus

4ofwrx&6ofwrx, queofw, 3ofsw+2ofc, 7ofsw, 3ofc&5ofsw

on the outside, sunoo will be very "oh, guess you weren't worthy of me." or "your loss, not mine." where he'll basically just put on this unbothered and "oh well." kind of attitude and shrug it off. (sorry for all the quotes here lmao it's just very sunoo) he is aware that he's a very desirable person and there's many others wanting to be with him. so, he knows he could just get with some other person, and very much be fine in that regard.

however, the three of swords with the two of cups, shows me deep down, he's actually someone who is much more in need of emotionally intimate relationships, than he likes to admit. in reality, it will cause him to feel quite disappointed. he will feel like he can't trust anyone, and you were just another person who let him down. since he usually can take a while to truly let people into his heart, rather than just making friends superficially, it'll cause him to feel like his doubts were validated. he wishes he could say he wouldn't have expected it from you, but somehow he kinda did. he'll put on an unfazed and cheerful mask. but beyond that, he'll feel pretty hopeless and defeated, about you just hurting him that carelessly.

jungwon aries venus

world, devil&7ofp, just, aceofc, 8ofw, 3ofsw&8ofsw, pageofc

jungwon will feel frustrated. he will have this conflict inside him, between feeling legitimately jealous, like we're talking the devil.. ego bruised, feeling trapped and tempted to just let his frustration out. while at the same time wanting to remain reasonable and calm. i do see him doing a good job at holding back though, and patiently waiting out the situation.

he'll make a genuine effort to communicate with you (he just needs to let his frustration out somehow) and sincerely try to stay sweet, and understanding. i do however, also see him feeling pretty hurt by whatever he saw (three of swords again), but him just really hating the fact that he was emotionally affected. he'll most likely stay collected and composed on the outside, but will struggle with the jealousy and his hurt ego deep inside. probably think about it at night while you're sleeping or something. the page of cups in the end is pretty sweet, as it points to him making romantic offers of some kind, to make up for the negativity and distract you both. maybe take you out on an extra beautiful and fun date to not only make things good between you two, but also ease the annoying pain he felt without wanting to.

as i stated before, i adore riki, but including a minor in readings with romantic undertones just doesn't seem right to me. pls be respectful of that.. thank you for reading 🤍

#kpop tarot #enhypen tarot #finally

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softxsuki · 7 months

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Hi, how are u doing? 🥺 I'm sooooo proud of u for already reaching another milestone, congratulations!! 🎊🎉

You're so precious and loving I'm v grateful to have u around, bb! I'm sure all of these lovely people following u would agree w/ me! 😚

Anyway, for the tropes n songs event, can I pls req Royalty trope with anyone but Diavolo from Obey Me and a fem!reader?

Thanks for everything, love!! 😋

1.5K Follower Event: Trope 18 Obey Me

Trope 18: Royalty

This even is CLOSED. You can view the event post and masterlist here.

Pairing: Solomon x Fem!Reader (MC)

Warnings: kissing?

Genre: Fluff

Post-Type: Drabbles

Word Count: 970 (I'm so bad at keeping these under the word limit...)

Note: Hey! I'm doing pretty well, thank you so much! This one really inspired me, I got a little too excited with this one heh. Hope you enjoy!

“Speak quickly,” Solomon commands from his throne; you sit beside him on your own throne, your hands intertwined, “I have many matters to attend to today.”

Solomon had become King hundreds of years ago. He was once a Mage with limitless power and brought the land out of great misfortune and danger, so naturally the people begged him to be their leader and he agreed. Being immortal, his people came and went as he remained alive and alone, until he met you. The only woman who had managed to capture his heart; the only woman he had taken as his Queen. The only Queen he’d ever have, you were the love of his life, and his people were very much aware of that.

Several Lords of different Domains within Solomon’s Kingdom had come for their weekly council meeting, informing King Solomon of any issues within their lands that were beyond their own control to solve.

“Yes my King, the people of my Domain have been complaining of scarce resources. We’re not getting enough revenue to keep our villages thriving,” One of the Lords states, looking nervous.

You knew him for his insatiable greed towards his people. The Lord of a land who was surrounded by laveshes yet his own people were struggling to make ends meet. You look at your husband with a raised eyebrow before clearing your throat to speak to the foolish Lord before you. Solomon glances at you with amusement, loving the way you took control of these council meetings whenever you had a solution.

“Allow me to bring light to this unfortunate situation, Lord Belin. I believe your peo-” you begin yet, the Lord brazenly interrupts you.

“Your highness, I was addressing the King, not you. This is a matter for the Great King and Mage himself to handle, not his mere wife.” The man utters with faux respect, letting some malice slip through his lips, not even sparing you a second glance.

You feel Solomon's grip on your hand tighten at the Lord’s harsh words before he stands from his throne, a harsh glare on his face directed at Lord Belin.

“You dare speak harshly to my wife who took the effort to think up a solution for your people, you greedy Lord? Shall you have it my way, I’d drop your title as Lord and send another in to replace you. Or would you rather hear out my beautiful Queen’s words instead?” He seethes, sparks of magic radiating off of him, a sign that he was losing his patience.

You softly reach out for his hand once more, urging him to calm down and take a seat.

Though his words reach Lord Belin as the man is now bowed before you, begging for mercy and for you to continue to help him. You smile at the man, much to Solomon’s dismay as you continue where you left off before.

“Please rise, Lord Belin, it’s quite alright.” you begin, tapping your fingertips on your throne as Solomon's warm hand engulfs your other free hand. “As I was saying, I think it would be profitable for your people to make great goods off the resources that your land thrives in. Winter is a mere few months away and my sources tell me it will be a harsh one. Is your land not full of men and women who are crafty with their hands? It’s the perfect opportunity to use your farms as resources to create winter clothing for all under our Kingdom to come to your land and purchase them. What do you think?”

Solomon watches you with pride, it was a fool-proof solution aside from having Lord Belin himself share a fraction of his wealth with his people.

“Yes my Queen, that is a perfect solution. Thank you for your kindness,” Lord Belin bows again, grateful that he didn’t lose his title after his rudeness before.

“I take it you can use your own wealth to fund your people, yes?” Solomon steps in to ask, anger still in his eyes, almost daring Lord Belin to ask him for anything further, let alone money.

“Of course my King. I’m more than capable of getting things up and running for my Domain, thank you for hearing me out.” He bows again, trembling in fear.

“Very well, council is over,” he addresses the other Vassals in the room with a sigh, “You may all return next week with your concerns. I have other matters to attend to now. You’re all dismissed.” He waves them off and they all scurry out of the room, leaving you alone with your husband.

“Now then,” he rises, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you out of the throne room, “To spend the rest of the day with my beautiful wife.”

He leans into your neck, peppering kisses to your skin, humming contently at finally being alone with you.

“I thought you had other matters to attend to?” You shriek, trying to get him to put you down, but he refuses.

“You are my other matters, dear. I’m all yours for the rest of the day,” he smirks, continuing to carry you to your shared chambers. Knowing he was immortal and you weren’t (though perhaps he had plans to change that one day, shall you agree to it) he was set on spending any free time he had with you as often as he could. After all, you were the only woman who managed to tame the heart of this great powerful mage. He was utterly and completely wrapped around your fingers.

“Well I suppose I can’t complain about that,” you smile, pressing a kiss to his lips; you were equally as obsessed with him as he was with you. And together, you blissfully spent the rest of the evening wrapped in each other's arms.

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the-salem-devil · 1 year

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hii could you write hunter taking care of a sick!reader pls :3 i have a fever and i’m dying bro 😭

HUNTER WITTEBANE X SICK!READER [FLUFF HEADCANNONS]

Awh my darling 🥺 I had a throat infection not that long ago so I get the pain of not feeling well, I hope you get better soon, love! Make sure to eat when you can manage and DEFINITELY stay hydrated

-Imagine a confused, worried puppy.

-Despite his physique being quite sickly, he’s only fell ill a few times, his immune system is beefy from all the harsh climates he’s had to weather to complete missions during his time as the golden guard.

-And because of his aforementioned status, he’s never had any friends that have gotten sick, so he’s never had experience taking care of someone.

-But despite all of this, he’d put his one hundred percent into you, he’d hover nervously over your bed as you lay there dying, offering to get you anything he could think of.

-“Uh, do you want me to bring you water? Food? I-I mean you just threw up.. but don’t worry about that! I’ll clean it up, actually I should get you a bucket or something-“

-He has no idea what to do, so he falls back on his good ol’ reliable, servitude.

-Although you have your sick person right to be as dramatic as possible, he’ll get pretty anxious if you declare something similar to “I’m dying!”, he knows you’re just expressing your frustration at your state, but he’ll offer to take you to the palace healers constantly.

-He isn’t too worried about getting infected himself, again, he’s weathered pretty bad conditioned so his immune system could block out pretty much any virus, despite your concerns.

-He’d one hundred percent lay and snuggle with you if you wanted him too, he’d jump up at a moments notice to get you anything, but he’d enjoy the sleepy sick cuddles.

-Although he’s soft puddy in your hands for anything else, he’d harden when it comes to your medicine, still gentle but extremely firm in you needing to take any medicine to make you feel better.

-“I know it tastes gross, love, but you have to! You want to feel better, right? If you take it, I’ll get you your favourite food from the kitchen, what’s that? ..you want a kiss instead? o-of course, sweetheart.”

-I have a personal headcannon that Hunter is a sympathetic vomiter, so if you start blowing chunks from your fever he’d really try to swallow back the bile that rises in his own throat, which would make him freeze.

-He’d hate fever chills, because he wouldn’t want you to overheat yourself with the extra blankets, but when you’re freezing and begging for a blanket, he finds it really hard to deny you anything.

-But, he’s happy to supply cuddles instead of more blankets, because not only could he gauge your temperature to see if your overheating or not, but he also gets to relax with you in his arms.

-And you get your ass that if your fever had a face, it would meet the business end of the golden guards fist.

#hunter x gn!reader #hunter the golden guard #hunter headcannons #hunter x reader #the owl house hunter #toh hunter wittebane #hunter wittebane #toh hunter headcannons #toh hunter x reader #toh hunter #hunter toh x reader #hunter toh

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thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitch · 2 years

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Could I pls request a lil story in which Kyo is jealous of reader for the first time ever? You can decide if they're together or friends crushing on each other, he just is very unfamiliar with feelings like jealousy so I'm interested to see how you would interpret it 🥺

a/n: since i've been a lil slow at writing lately between my work shifts and dentist appointments (which i've had many of), i'mma do this one in a bulletpoint format for ease! in any case, enjoy!

also i was a little unsure if you wanted him to be jealous of (like maybe y/n excelled in something that he didn't or smth), or like jealous of someone else (since you know, feelings). so, i went ahead and wrote this from the perspective of him being jealous of someone else lol

-x-x-x-

truthfully, kyojuro had no idea what it meant to feel jealous

if someone held talent he would not feel jealousy or envy, but awe and would shower them with praise and encouragement so they could continue to hone their skills to the best of their ability

and he most certainly hadn't felt jealous romantically, since he had sectioned romance off of his list of things he should care about

it wasn't that he didn't care for people, he did- but he felt like being a warrior, more so a leader, in a line of work that threatened lives day after day left no room for love

he never really thought about it, no reason to- but then for some reason it just started happening

thinking love was something not within his reach- he was shaken when he started feeling... something towards a fellow demon slayer

he didn't define it as attraction at first because he hadn't felt like that for someone else before- even if he was entering his twenties. he wouldn't even say he'd had a puppy crush before simply because he devoted his entire life to training and being a warrior

there was simply no time

so when he met you and witnessed your skills first hand when you were assigned to work with him on a mission- he was thrown off when his first thought was how attractive you were

that was immediately followed up by a very stern mental scolding to himself, by himself

it wasn't wrong to see people as attractive by any means, but since it was so foreign for him to think so, it was instinctive of himself to reprimand his train of thought

that doesn't mean he didn't continue to think that you were wonderful to look at though

in combat you were graceful, even if you slipped up or were bloody and beaten, he looked at you in awe for your strength and how well you carried yourself

he wondered if maybe it was your pride that was shining through that attracted him. and if it was, that made him a little less harsh on himself when it came to his glances

when he was away, or not working with you, he would find himself wondering about you- thinking if you were out on a job or resting in an estate. were you healthy and safe? or were you in the midst of investigation or battle?

the thoughts he figured would dwindle over time did nothing but the reverse and grew. it felt like you were covering his brain in a thick blanket- and it took a ridiculous amount of self-reflection of his part to admit to himself that perhaps just this one time-

he had a little crush on someone

and boy did that snowball

by the time you and kyojuro had formed a proper friendship and bond, he was thankful that he could be open with you and you with him

he easily considered you his closest friend and comrade and trusted you with his life

when he understood his feelings towards you, he thought that would be the last foreign emotion he had locked away in his heart he'd ever experience, but he was incorrect

for some reason, one day when he saw you standing just too close to another man- one surely not in the corps with how he was dressed and how he handled himself in your presence- he felt angry?

anger didn't quiet define what he was feeling- but he did know that it wasn't pleasant

it made him itch, want to pace back and forth, go and make up some excuse to pull you away and have you back next to him

he was fearful that the way he felt towards you wasn't just some simple 'crush' anymore

thankfully, the setting sun was enough of a push to make his feet carry him towards you and the stranger

"y/n!" he calls, coming up to you standing just a hair closer to you than usual and smiling but only keep his attention towards you- not hardly acknowledging the stranger

"the sun will be setting soon and our job must start"

he watched as you looked towards the sky, craning your neck up to indeed see the coloring sky that's only waiting to be covered by a deep blue

"youre right!" and as you bow and politely excuse yourself from the stranger who's taken up your time- the stranger tries to intervene

they were most likely attempting to make a grab for your arm, stopping you briefly to make arrangements to meet again or something of the like

but they didn't make it contact since kyojuro was much quicker on his feet

stepping quickly behind your shoulder, he stood as a barrier separating the stranger from you. he moved so quickly in fact that the outstretched strangers hand bumped against kyojuro's waist instead of you

"you'd do well to remember that you may not touch other's without their permission" he bit to the stranger, and you swore you saw him glaring at them. or maybe it just seemed that way because it was rare when kyojuro stopped smiling

the stranger was stunned silent and frankly with the look they were getting from the flame hashira they didn't have the nerve to attempt anything further so with a click of the tongue they left in a huff

as he watched them get further away and disappear into the crowd, he heard you sigh in what seemed like relief and so he looked back to you

his breath almost left when you smiled at him

"thank you for that, honestly if he wouldn't have left me be i probably would have lashed out at him."

"i didn't realize he were so bothersome," kyojuro answered honestly- but decided to leave out the part where he only shooed the stranger away because it made his gut churn. "please come to me if someone ever approaches you unannounced again."

"i'll definitely keep that in mind."

with you away from the stranger and back next to kyojuro where he always wanted you to stay- he felt the rolling in the pit of his stomach simmer and disappear

it was only later one when the mission you both had been sent out on was completed and you were being sent out to another job separate form him did he realize that maybe- just maybe

he was jealous the entire time and instead of just being a 'crush' he was actually so in love with you

#no this isnt a drill- ive actually written something #kyojuro rengoku #rengoku #rengoku scenarios #rengoku x reader #rengoku scenario #rengoku x y/n #rengoku fluff #jealous rengoku

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blublublujk · 2 years

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young blood (2)

part 1 part 2 part 3

word count: 6k

genre: established/growing relationship

pairings: vampy koo x vampy reader x vampy tae x taekook

summary:

Teaching your Newborn vampire lover how to control his thirst.

warnings: jungkook is like their sweet baby (he's spoiled ok >.<). major taekook warning pls do not read if that bothers you. adult content, swearing/harsh language, sexuality, sexual content (noona kink, tears, bondage/blindfold, stripping, handjob, blowjob, cock slapping, cum shots, fingering, cum eating, biting (fangs), feeding (blood invloved), ass eating, spanking??, unprotected sex/anal, multiple orgasms, denied orgasms, overstimulation) i hope i got everything, im tired SORRY

a.n: does anyone still remember me? T—T how has everyone been??? IM SORRY I TOOK SO LONG. i have been going through so many things, it’s one thing after another. i feel a bit better now but it’s been crazy lately, i feel very exhausted </3 ik i said i was done with this but clearly not… i hope you all can enjoy this in the meantime. i didnt mean to starve you all along jungkook >.< i missed everyone and i miss being active. i’ll try and be back soon. i think this will be the last time i touch these characters so it’s bittersweet. i’ll probably do drabbles if requested here and there but im done with this LOL thank you to the sweet people who check up on me. im very thankful, see you soon 🥺

ALSO much thank you to my sweet friend who helped beta read, i love you smmm honey <333

**re-edited and republished on 09/03/23

—> m.list

—> welcome me on ao3 & twt

Jungkook's thirst worsened over time.

Typically, a newborn’s thirst decreases as they age within their new lifestyle. It’s an agonizing pain that affects the throat. At first, it feels like a slight ache, almost as if stuck with a stubborn cold, then it transforms into a flame. It’s like shards of glass are being forced down the throat, unable to inhale anything besides its toxic fumes. A burning flame that could only be controlled by the consumption of blood.

When blood enters the mouth of a newborn, it’s undeniably addicting and nearly impossible to ever stop wanting more. When blood enters the mouth, that excruciating pain they once had felt, turns into a less painful burn, the blood soothing their throat as if it were ice until it becomes bearable, until they feel absolutely spent. To vampires, blood acts as a drug. A drug, they’ll become dependent on for the rest of their sorry, immortal lives. When one is a newborn this all seems like the most difficult mission of your life. The pain is different for everyone. Some deal with this pain longer than others, for some it improves within the estimated years, but as for those that never come out of that cycle, well… they don't survive long enough to tell the tale.

It hurts seeing your own kind unable to come out of that horror. You had been there too, you all had. The thirst seems never ending until it isn’t. You learn to adapt and minimize it. Some escape, but those that don’t get punished. Punished for something nearly impossible to control. It’s sad. That’s when you made it your mission, along Taehyung, to help newborns come out of that cycle.

There was supposed to be no favoritism, that’s what you and Taehyung had promised each other, years ago when the agreement had first started. But somewhere in between then and now, Jungkook had become your most prized possession.

But Jungkook’s thirst only worsened over time.

The more he fed, the more he wanted. Jungkook couldn’t go a week without feeding. Not only did it start to scare you, but everyone started to notice that his feeding habits weren't normal.

When you and Taehyung first found Jungkook, he was weak. Thin. But always kind-eyed.

Jungkook was just too easy.

“Turn me.” He pleaded, soft eyed. “I’ll do whatever it takes. Whatever you ask of me. Turn me. Please…”

“You’re so stupid for a human, Kookie. Think of what you’re asking of me.” Shit, had you had the choice back then, you would’ve done so much more with your life. Maybe you would’ve gone to college like all the rest of your human friends, however life took a different course. Jungkook was given the choice, you never had. “You could have it all, Jungkookie.”

Jungkook shook his head. Stupid, stupid human. His heart racing, nevertheless determined for the chnage. His smell was addictive enough, iching to sink your fangs and pierce into the vein that pounced from his neck, pulsing with sweet blood.

“No.” The human stood firm. “I-I want more. Puh-please. I’m sure of this.”

“So so stupid.” Taehyung echoed, stepping back, eyes a crimson red. He practically tasted Jungkook’s blood in his mouth from the overwhelming smell of fresh blood pumping within him. He, too, wanted a taste but he was also giving Jungkook the choice.

“Please.” Jungkook begged, one last time. And how could you say no to those soft, doe-eyes? The pretty human was practically begging for it, his scent teasing your tastebuds.

You looked back once more at Taehyung, and he nodded, giving you the final call and a form of approval.

So you gave in.

—

“Jungkook hasn’t improved, Taehyung. His thirst… it’s gotten worse.”

Taehyung looked up from his phone to catch a glance of your anxious pacing from across the room, then looked back down. “You spoil him too much. That’s why.”

You scoffed, stopping in your tracks. “And you don’t? Don’t act like a fucking saint. All the man has to do is say please and you fold, too.”

Taehyung sighed, shrugging your comment off. “You just have to try harder.”

“I’m fucking trying, Taehyung. Obviously. He’s not improving as fast as the other newborns. I’m scared of what will happen to him if—”

Taehyung waved his hand. “Stop thinking like that. He’ll be fine. We just have to try a different approach.”

You blinked, resting your hands above your waist. “What are you suggesting?”

“Break him. Test his limits. We spoil him too much. Once he sees how much he can actually handle, feeding will become easier.”

You didn’t say much then, but a realization had settled within you that night. Taehyung was right, it was going to take more than words to get through Jungkook, you had to break him.

—

Two days later, you decided to test his suggestion, alone.

“Have you ever been tied up, Jungkook-ah?” You asked the pretty boy patiently sitting at the very edge of your bed. His dark hair had grown out a lot longer than he usually maintained it, yet his face was still bright, as if expecting a treat for being himself. Always so spoiled.

Jungkook’s brows furrowed, curious about the intent behind your question. “Nuh-uh.”

You towered over him, the younger manspread a spot for you to stand in with an oddly chilling look in his sharp eyes sprinkled with hints of dark red. He couldn’t be hungry, could he? Who were you kidding, he was always hungry. You pushed his hair back gently, his eyes fluttering at the sensation. “Do you trust Noona, Jungkook-ah?”

The boy softly nods his head, his rough hands coming up to caress behind your thighs. “Why wouldn’t I?”

Tucking a piece of hair behind his ear, you whispered, “I want to try something, but I need you to trust me. Can you do that baby? Mm? You’ll be a good boy, no?”

Jungkook didn’t hesitate in submitting. If there was anyone he listened to, it was you and Taehyung. He knew how to behave and he understood very well the consequences to disobeying. However, you didn’t exactly think he knew what that quite meant, at least not yet and to what extent.

“Yes, Noona. I’ll be good.” Jungkook answered, while you ran your fingers through his hair. He was always down for a good time, or so that’s what he imagined was coming his way. “I’ll be so good for you.”

With a smile on your face, you slowly pushed him backwards, signaling him to push himself further up onto the bed. “Take your clothes off baby. I’ll watch you from here.”

You stepped off, eyes never leaving him, giving him enough space.

“Everything?” His lips formed into a small pout, he surely didn’t like doing things on his own. He liked the way you touched him, scratch that, loved. Your skin always so soft against his.

“Everything.” You confirmed, crossing your arms.

Jungkook took his time. He pulled his shirt off over his head making sure to maintain eye contact. Teasingly, his hand caressed his abs as they went down his body, the smirk on his face did not go unnoticed. He always knew how to put on a show. Next came his pants, he slowly tugged them down revealing his confined hard-on then tossed them to the side. He hesitated when it came down to taking his boxers off.

“Can’t you do this part?” He pouted, attempting to change the current situation.

God knows you wanted to, but instead you shook your head. “Be good, baby.”

Though his shoulders dropped in disappointment, he accepted his fate. His hands finally landed on the waistband pulling his briefs off, revealing himself little by little until his hardened member sprang out, smacking against his abdomen. Already dripping of precum. A taste sure was tempting.

Time froze a little bit as you took in the sight in front of you, carefully placing himself at your mercy and for your pleasure. His eyes blinked, curious of what came next. Truthfully, you wanted to crawl onto the bed and give him the best blowjob of his life, but you knew that would teach him nothing. That and Taehyung would be disappointed in both of you. You knew better or at least should.

Well, here goes nothing.

“We will start now. I want you to tell me if it gets too much, okay? Are you okay with the color system? Green means good, yellow means slow down, and red means to completely stop what it is we are doing. Is that okay with you?” You carefully explained.

Jungkook nodded once more.

“No, use your words.”

“I understand Noona, I trust you.”

And trust he did. He didn’t hesitate to lean into the blindfold you placed against his eyes, tightening the silky cloth around his head.

“Is this okay?”

The young man looked around for a moment, but saw nothing. He felt much better feeling the presence of your thumb swiping his cheek, an indication he wasn’t alone.

“This is okay.” He murmured, placing his hand on top of yours. “I can’t see a thing.”

“Okay good. I’ll need your hands now.”

Immediately, Jungkook set his hands out, giving in completely. He was being honest about never being tied-up before, he could never trust anyone enough to allow that sort of power and control over him. He was a competitive person after all and he, himself, liked having control of everything happening around him, but you knew you were just an exception.

Grabbing his hands, one by one, you tied both to the headboard, giving him enough room to be able to tug on the rope without hurting himself when it all became too intense, but not enough to actually escape. With one last tug, you made sure he couldn’t get away too easily. Jungkook was stronger than most newborns after all. You couldn’t bear to imagine what would happen to him if he spiraled out of control.

“S’ this okay?” You asked him softly, stepping off to look at your handy work.

He nodded, his head tilting as if trying to get a better feel about his surroundings with all his senses hightened. But it all went dark, now every touch and sound was magnified by ten. It was interesting how a person adapted to the world around them regardless of the circumstances.

“Words, Jungkook-ah.” Once more warning him of the importance of using his words in bed.

“I’m okay.” He breathed out. His hands tugged lightly on the rope, testing the strength of the knots himself. It turned him on to know you could do anything you’d like to him and he would have to take anything you gave him. He was completely dazed by the rough material around his wrists secretly liking how it felt against his tender skin. He ached to be inside you. To feel inside you. The suspense was nearly driving him insane.

Jungkook patiently waited as you made your next move. He felt his dick start to make a mess all over his stomach. He used to feel so embarrassed about the fact that he was easily turned on, but with a woman like you, he couldn’t blame himself. He always wanted you.

He also didn’t know how to explain his attraction to Taehyung. Jungkook had never thought about a man in that way before and maybe it was because he never had the experience of what it was like to be completely ruined by one. Now, he was more than sure, he liked men. But he didn’t want just any man, Taehyung was his strongest desire.

Jungkook attempted to suppress the moan stuck in his throat when he felt you tighten your fist around his length, pumping him slowly. Your breath tickled against his ear as you leaned up to kiss the mole on his neck.

“Noona will make you feel so good, Jungkookie. But only after you learn to control yourself. Don’t you want to be good, baby?” With every whisper, he felt himself already crumbling. Your hand pumped him faster using his precum as lube. Jungkook didn’t hold back the moan this time.

“Ngh— y-yes, I want to be so good. I-I’ll be good. More Noona, more.” You could see him fighting the restraints. His chest started rising with every stroke, he was already starting to lose himself within the pleasure.

But you did the complete opposite. Dropping his cock with no mercy, he felt his stomach caving in as you completely stopped all movements.

Jungkook shook his head, tugging at the constraints. His wrists started to become flush and swollen the more he pulled. “No, please. Puh-please.”

Leaning in, you kissed the pout that had formed on his lips. The second he felt your lips touch his, he didn’t plan to let go. Immediately, his tongue swiped your bottom lip, and you allowed him access. Big mistake. Without much warning, he shoved his tongue inside, establishing dominance over yours frantically. Attempting to pull back only earned you a light tug to your lip which you responded with a faint moan as you fisted his hair. Even tied, Jungkook made it quite obvious what he was after. He wanted more and was making it known. If given the chance he would have taken you right there and then.

But you managed to pull away with a bite to his lip and a small shove to his chest, while you both attempted to catch your breath.

It was hard not to lose yourself within the process of what was supposed to be “his punishment”. It started to feel a lot like yours too. Maybe you had also grown spoiled. How could you not? Jungkook always received you so well, and the more he took the more you wanted to give him.

Jungkook blew out a deep breath, laying his head against the headboard. His dick was painfully hard, weighing against his glistening abdomen. His dark hair started sticking to the sweat piling on his forehead. He looked so pretty, so vulnerable. And all yours.

He was silently suffering, but his agonizing thoughts were incredibly loud.

Giving him no time to adjust, you wrapped your mouth around the tip of his cock, licking against the slit painfully slow. He always liked when you did that.

Jungkook cursed, feeling you force his dick down your throat. Though he was used to the sight by now, he so desperately wished he could be looking at that view now. You always looked the best with dick in your mouth. “Ughhh, j-just like that. I wish I c-could see how you look right now.”

“Maybe later.” Jungkook seemed satisfied with that answer, raising his hips carefully to meet your mouth. You hummed quietly around his member, sinking your head deeper as you hollowed your cheeks for a greater effect. Jungkook grunted and so suddenly shoved himself further into your throat causing you to gag around him, taken by surprise. You pulled off immediately, watching him curse at himself for losing control.

“No, no, no. Fuck, I’m sorry. Come back, please.” Jungkook begged, but it made no difference. He’d burn the stupid cloth around his eyes and ties around his wrists if he could by now and show you how truly sorry he felt. Make it up to you, if only he could.

However you didn't budge.

With a slap to his leaking member, you pulled yourself off the bed, watching him curl and hiss at the impact. Jungkook nearly went feral, feeling you go.

“Please!” He cried out. Now he was really struggling, nearly thrusting up in the air for any sort of attention. If Jungkook thought you would go easy on him because you favored him, he felt completely stupid now. He was absolutely helpless.

“No.” That one simple word crushed him. He felt he could cry, he was already making a mess all over himself. He was thirsty. He was in pain. He felt so dirty. He needed something, anything.

Jungkook audibly swallowed. “O-okay, please j-just touch me.” He begged, his arms stopped fighting. The more he pulled the more the ropes tightened around his wrists, he started to become sore, weak. He felt tired.

Jungkook couldn’t see a thing you were doing to him nor could he go out of the way to pleasure himself. He had to rely solely on your next move, but even that was tough when you wouldn’t give him what he desperately lusted for. Did you not want to touch him anymore?

This time you complied, feeling upset about the frown that had set on his face. You wrapped your hand once more around his length, spitting on his swollen crown for some relief, gripping his cock tighter as you jerked your wrist. Using both hands, you applied more pressure on his tip, he immediately responded thrusting into your fists the best he could.

“Yes, yes, yes, like that. Thank you.” Jungkook’s voice was whiny, sucking in his breath with every stroke. His back arching at the sensation of your fingertips digging into his sticky tip. God, he was going insane. Was he already going to come? “I-I’m–”

“You wanna come, baby?” You asked very sweetly, watching him fall apart in your hands.

“Mm...” Jungkook barely hummed, his head falling back. He was starting to feel faint. “P-Please, let me come.”

Though it was too soon for your liking, you couldn’t keep him too long without an orgasm. That is like another personal hell to a vampire. It’s simply cruel. “Go ahead, baby.”

Maybe it was the fact that he was painfully turned on or that he really couldn’t last any longer that made him burst within that same second. Jungkook made such a pretty mess, his sperm dripped all over his blushing stomach, making a shiny milky mess around your fingers until you pumped the very last drop out.

You let his cock drop once more, bringing your fingers near his mouth. He already knew what to do. He leaned into your hand, moaning at the taste as he lapped his tongue around your fingers, sucking them until they were completely clean.

“What a good boy, Jungkook-ah.” Though faint, he broke into a lazy smile and had those sweet eyes not been shielded, you could imagine the sparkle in them as they got praised. Stroking his sweaty hair back into place, Jungkook sighed, feeling his thirst die down, but only by a little bit.

That was the thing about Jungkook, no matter how much you gave him, he could always take more. He needed more. This wouldn’t be enough to calm him, this was just a temporary solution. Jungkook was still painfully hard and extremely thirsty.

Pulling away for a minute, you took time to discard your own clothes. You watched as Jungkook’s chest raised up and down as he waited, becoming impatient by the second. Once you were completely bare, you hopped onto his thighs, adjusting yourself just above the mess between his legs.

He immediately buried his face into your neck biting very cautiously, he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t tempted to feed off you, but he knows it would only go worse for him. He was not allowed to feed off you unless given audible permission, no matter how thirsty he was nor how badly he craved it, which all was often.

With a light tug to his hair, he popped off your neck. “M’ so hungry, Noona.”

“I’m feeding you now. Patience.” You assured him, but Jungkook wasn’t really up for reassurance anymore. He wanted more and he’d do anything to get it.

“No. I can’t wait anymore. I need to feed.” Jungkook rasped, feeling his throat sting every swallow. “It h-hurts.”

Gripping his chin, you spoke to him harshly. “I don’t think you understand what’s happening here, Jungkook. You don’t get to feed every time you want, no matter how much you beg. You must learn to control your thirst. I’ve seen newborns cursed with a thirst like yours in the past. None live to tell the story. They kill people like you, Jungkook-ah. I can’t have that be you.”

Jungkook felt his chest go heavy, his forehead flew up against yours, his nose pecking yours. “No, no, that won’t be me. I can control myself. You believe me, right?”

He kissed your lips, desperate for you to understand, to have mercy on him.

“I do baby, I do.” Your voice immediately softened, hands caressing his face very tenderly. “Can’t you just listen to me? I promise to feed you. I’m only trying to help you. You understand me, right? We have to build your tolerance.”

Jungkook nodded, almost in a panic state. “Yes. Help me, Noona. Please, I don’t want them to take me from you. I’m so scared. Please…”

He was cut off by another weight added to the bed, one you hadn’t noticed yourself, you smelled him before you saw him. Taehyung was quick to bury his face against the younger man’s neck, pecking it softly. His presence was so sudden, but it was welcomed.

“Nothing will ever happen to you, Jungkook-ah. I would never let anyone take you. You don’t have to be scared.” He spoke with much affection resting against his nape.

Taehyung had nearly torn the door open when he made his way inside, and Jungkook felt he could cry. He understood very well he had two lovers who would never let a single soul hurt him. No one could touch him. He was so loved, he felt it. He didn’t shy away from Taehyung’s kisses either, but instead welcomed them by tilting his neck for more.

“Hyung-ie… h-help me.” Voice nearly breaking.

Taehyung looked over at you and you immediately received the signal. You hopped off Jungkook’s thighs and sat beside him, caressing his messy curls back, kissing his tender cheek. “Taehyung will help you now baby. Is this still okay?”

Jungkook felt tears sticking to the cloth. He hadn’t even realized he was crying and he was too overwhelmed with emotion to even care. He was so hungry. “G-Green. Green. Please.”

Taehyung pounced into action, completely removing his clothes off as quickly as possible before placing himself between Jungkook’s thighs, caressing his inner flesh to calm him.

“Hyung, will make the pain go away, Jungkook-ah. Focus on me, baby.” Taehyung promised as he began to kiss the deprived young man with gentleness, feeling his teary face lean against his. He kissed him almost as if he would break under his touch, understanding that he was extremely sensitive, vunerable at this given moment. He wanted Jungkook to know with every kiss to his lips how cared for he was, with every swipe to his cheek that nothing could ever harm him. And that, Jungkook was starting to understand very well, the tears clinging to his cheek, leaking down his face.

Jungkook slowly spread his legs open, allowing for more space. His mouth clinging onto Taehyung’s as relieved sighs left his lips, signaling he wanted more by grinding his bare cock against his thigh.

Taehyung had never intended on joining and to be honest, he felt he could be of no help, but how could he starve him? He smelled his need, his lust, his desire. How could anyone starve him? How could anyone deprive him of what he so badly needed? Jungkook was just so innocent and out of touch with reality. And at some point, you and Taehyung had become the weak ones.

“Relax my baby, Hyung will help now.” The older vampire cooed one last time, before dropping down and attaching his mouth to Jungkook’s pretty pink hole. He mercilessly licked and curled his tongue, applying pressure on the younger’s thighs to keep them from closing, devouring him as if he was his last meal. Jungkook nearly jerked off the bed, but Taehyung’s grip managed to keep him down. The Newborn let out so many pretty harmonies, already feeling addicted to the way Taehyung’s tongue lapped his juices deliciously into his mouth.

“Nghhh. Right there, Hyung. F-Feels so fucking good.” Jungkook moaned loudly, throwing his head back, raising his hips with every sinful lick. Taehyung continued to work his mouth, prying his ass completely open, stuffing his hole with just enough tongue to satisfy him.

You couldn’t torment yourself any longer just by watching so you stuffed your own pussy with two fingers, they slid with ease, synching a moan with Jungkook. Both, completely overwhelmed with so much pleasure.

Taehyung smiled against Jungkook, realizing what had just occurred. Taehyung knew you far too well. Couldn’t stand a minute without cock stuffing your needy cunt.

As expected, Jungkook couldn’t bear feeling trapped any longer. With one final, strong tug on the ropes they loosened enough, falling to his sides. He didn’t waste a second to grab a fistful of Taehyung’s locks as he continued to eat him out. You were quite shocked that he hadn’t torn the cloth off his eyes first or managed to somehow destroy the headboard to pieces, but that was most likely due to the fact that he was so lost in pleasure and he was just desperate to come again. Taehyung had been caught by surprise, but continued to thrust his tongue inside him.

“Fuck, f-fuck, Hyung, ‘M s-so close. Gonna c-come.” Jungkook kept releasing the prettiest whimpers, pulling and tugging at Taehyung’s hair while he reached his second climax. With one last moan, Jungkook came all over himself again, sweat coating his body, prettily. The sight managing to rip an orgasm out of you as well.

Taehyung finally pulled off, wiping his lips clean with his tongue, his eyes blown out completely, incredibly turned on himself. Jungkook fell back once more, relaxing himself under Taehyung’s hold, attempting to catch his irregular breathing. But the mission hadn’t ended there.

“Keep it on.” Taehyung stopped the very weak Newborn from ripping the blindfold off with a slap to his wrist at the last second. “Hyung will take it off when that time comes. And you, come milk my cock.”

Nearly whimpering at his demand, you settled yourself on top of Taehyung because that is where you belonged. It is the place you felt like a Goddess in, he would worship your body like the Queen you were and it was the only place you could live forever. You believed you were meant for Taehyung and he for you, shaped to fit perfectly inside you. Like you were used to doing, you positioned his cock right above your leaking lips, slowly sitting into the stretch. You held your breath until he was completely inside you, feeling him pulse around you.

“That’s it baby. Ride me well.” Taehyung grunted, hands positioned right above your waist as the man was helping you adjust, feeling your tight pussy squeeze his length. “Let Jungkookie hear how good this big dick feels inside you.”

Releasing a high pitched moan, you lifted your hips just to smash back down against Taehyung, setting a nice pace. “F-Fuck.”

Jungkook felt a spike of arousal rush to his cock once more, hardening on his stomach. This was torture to him and Taehyung knew that. You both knew that.

You gasped, feeling Taehyung’s cock brushing your tight walls, filling you entirely, his palms striking your ass with a quick sting. “Let him hear you, baby. Tell Jungkookie how good this feels. Tell him. Such a whore for my cock, tell him baby.”

Jungkook felt he could come again as he heard you cry out for Taehyung. “Feels so–ahh, good Jungkookie! Feel so full, I’m gonna fuh–fucking come. Ah!”

“Don't. Not yet.” Taehyung grunted, keeping a tight grip, thrusting from below you to meet your hips. He was completely destroying your insides. Nothing you couldn’t handle. His hips came to a sudden stop and the positions shifted forcing you to face down with your ass up in the air. Though you assumed you would come in contact with the mattress, Jungkook’s chest was there to catch you. He quickly picked up the change and pulled you in closer, caressing your back as Taehyung parted your entrance to align himself and with no hesitation shoved his cock back inside you, stuffing your puffy walls entirely.

Jungkook felt this was much, much worse because now he could feel you squirm and shiver against his chest, hearing your breathy moans right above his ear. He didn’t know how much more he could take before he completely exploded.

“Fuck me, fuck, oh fuckkk!” You squealed feeling Taehyung fuck himself into you from behind with no plan to stop. Tightly gripping one cheek he thrusted deeply, setting a brutal pace.

“Tell him again, baby. Tell him how much you love being fucked from behind. You’re so fucking tight baby, fuck. I should just fill you up right now.” Taehyung moaned and with his other hand grabbed a fist of your hair, fucking you exactly as you liked it. Fucking his little slut how she pleased.

Jungkook hissed, feeling you dig your fingertips into his arms in an attempt to catch a break, but you were so far gone by now. “Mmm, I love it so much. Fuck, puh–please let me come please, I can’t last any longer. Nghhh.”

He cheekily smacked your ass, continuing the brutal pace inside you that would eventually break the knot that had built within your stomach. “Yeah baby? Make a mess on my fucking dick, let Jungkook hear you angel. You feel so fucking good princess.”

The knot within you had completely exploded the second he finished his last praise, dropping the grip he had on your hair and allowing you to release your orgasm comfortably against Jungkook’s chest, moaning a repeated ‘yes, yes, yes’ into his neck. The Newborn took everything for you, caressing you into a tight hold while you came strongly.

Taehyung slowed down until he eventually pulled out very carefully, watching your folds drip with your sweet juices. While still panting, you pulled off Jungkook, growing relaxed on the empty spot beside him.

Although nothing had happened to him, Jungkook was still somehow out of breath himself, still hungry for more. As expected, he was still hard and aching for a final release. But you had no energy for more, completely spent, that’s where Taehyung would come in handy. He could always handle more than you could.

Taehyung leaned over Jungkook’s heated body, finally releasing the blindfold around his head, welcoming his eyes to the mess that had been created in such a short time. It took some time for Jungkook’s eyes to adjust to his surroundings again, but there it was.

The only people he desperately wanted, the only people he needed. The only two people he ironically fell deep in love with. His lovers.

Taehyung placed his palm against Jungkook’s cheek affectionately. “You okay, baby? You did so good. I’m so proud of you.”

Jungkook blinked tears away, his pretty eyes glistened in the sunlight that had sneakily made its way through a crack. “You are? B-But I tore the ropes. And ‘m s-so messy. D-Don’t you hate me?”

Taehyung immediately shook his head, pushing his nose against the younger’s. “No, my baby. I could never hate you. None of us. You look prettiest like this, baby. I’m really proud of you.”

The Newborn leaned in for a passionate kiss which Taehyung granted, feeling so many emotions but for once, he was no longer hyperfixed on the burn that had been longing in his throat, but now satisfied with the warmth he felt within his heart. Jungkook loves so deeply.

With a pop to release Taehyung’s lip, Jungkook begged one last time. “Fuck me please. Just one last time, I promise. M’ s-still hungry.”

Taehyung smiled. “I know, baby, I know. Get on your knees and face Y/N.”

The younger man didn’t waste any time hooking an arm over your bare chest and pulling you underneath him almost as if he was gonna fuck you in the process (maybe it was possible, but that would come next time). Though still wet from earlier, Taehyung decided to spit into Jungkook's fluttering hole before easing his hard cock into him. Once Jungkook had adjusted with a muttered ‘move, please’, Taehyung pulled out slowly only to thrust his way back inside. He started fucking Jungkook like he deserved it, fast and precise. He wanted to fuck him until his legs gave out, until Jungkook understood just how proud he was of him. Being able to control your thirst as a newborn was a difficult thing, but Jungkook had proven just how well he could withstand it (even if he was a bit more spoiled than others, that was something only you and Taehyung had to know).

“Fuck. Ah! Hyung, right there!” This time it was Jungkook throaty moans being heard above your ear as he was being railed mercilessly, repeatedly hitting his sweet spot.

He whimpers, hearing Taehyung’s moans, feeling Taehyung’s dainty hands tighten around Jungkook’s thin waist, thumbs digging into the dimples forming his back. Taehyung could only control his own release so much, he was very close, especially feeling Jungkook’s tight wall squeeze around his length with every stroke.

Jungkook’s dick was embarrassingly hard and only kept rutting against your thigh as Taehyung made it his mission to fuck him into fucking oblivion. There wasn’t much you could do, but observe the look on Jungkook’s face as he was getting fucked like the good boy he was. Moving a hand down, you took a hold of his cock pumping him roughly. Jungkook felt his lovers everywhere, he never wanted it to end.

“I’m gonna— Ah!” Jungkook broke into sweet gasps, eyes shut, feeling himself make a mess into whatever was left beneath him. He delivered his orgasm all over your hand, his seed decorating your stomach, leaking into the sheets below. The room was filled with the stench of sex. You would argue it had never smelled better.

Taehyung soon came himself and heard Jungkook softly chant to come inside him and that is exactly what he did, filing Jungkook up completely, sperm leaking down his thighs.

Taehyung swore he had never seen a view this beautiful in between breathless pants. His two lovers, completely spent underneath him, willing to do just anything and everything for him. He had never seen anything prettier, such pretty messes. Taehyung was careful when removing himself from Jungkook, who winced at the empty feeling. It didn’t take long for Taehyung to find his pretty lovers tangled in bed while he carefully wiped them clean with a wet towel. With him, he brought a cup of blood that was to be stored for emergencies. However Taheyung used the supply quite often for his Newborn lover, but who was he to deny his baby of anything he needed?

Tapping his shoulder gently, Jungkook pushed himself up against the headboard immediately downing the red liquid.

“Drink it slowly baby, slowly.” Taehyung cooed with a soft– sharp tone, both watching Jungkook swallow every last drop, his pretty lips were tainted red followed with a streak of blood running down his chin. Always such a messy thing. “Ahh– so pretty, my sweet baby.”

“Good boy, Jungkookie.” You whispered.

Jungkook felt himself melt into the sheets with a huge smile, blush setting deep within his soft cheeks. He was finally home.

That was what it was like most times and it is what set the scene most days.

Two older vampires admiring their Newborn lover into fitting the lifestyle they had always known. Three lovers who loved deeply and passionately. Three lovers who would always find happiness through each other.

“I love you.” Jungkook whispered, feeling you both beside him, arms wrapping around his thin waist, legs entangling each other’s. “I love you both so much.”

Taehyung kissed the boy’s cheek while you leaned deeper into Jungkook’s embrace. “We love you more, baby.”

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