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straylightdream · 11 months

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silk & desperation

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: seo changbin x f.reader

establish relationship

↳ after over two years together you decide to spice things up and use a blindfold.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.6k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut warning below the cut.

𝐚𝐧: I decided to make a new series about couples testing out new things in bed and discovering new kinks. Minho or Hyunjin are probably next stories I’ll post in this series.

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, piv, fingering and oral (fem receiving), blindfolded sex, multiple orgasms, nicknames such as: baby, and kitten

You’ve been with Changbin for two and half years now and this is the happiest you have been in a relationship. He’s the best boyfriend you could ask for. He supports you in every way he possibly can. At dinner the other night Changbin asked if in bed he could try something new. You didn’t think about it too much knowing whatever he wanted to try would probably be something you would enjoy. After being together for so long you have tried quite a few new things together in bed.

Laying on your bed you watched as Changbin held out a package he had bought you. Reaching out you take the expensive black bag. Removing the tissue paper you raise your eyebrow at the sight of cream colored lace. He had just returned home from a long business trip and he told you he had a present.

Pulling the lace bra out of the bag you can’t help but admire how beautiful it is. Sitting the bra on your bed you pull out a small piece of lace material. You find him smirking as you hold lace crotchless panties.

“Changbin,” you smile.

“Put it on, baby. I have another surprise for you,” he smiles, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets. The wicked grin on his face lets you know he has something up his sleeve. You trust him fully, and you know whatever he has planned you’ll enjoy.

Going off to the bathroom you change into the lace set. Looking in the mirror you can’t help but adore the beautiful set he picked out. The bra had no padding so your bare breast was fully visible. You felt completely beautiful and sexy.

Walking out into the bedroom you find Changbin sitting on the bed. He’s sitting there with his shirt off and only in his tight black jeans. He stands holding a piece of silk material in his hand. Biting his bottom lip he holds out the material.

You raise your eyebrow curious about what his plan is, “yes Changbin?”

“How do you feel about blindfolds?” he asks.

Butterflies flutter around your stomach at the thought of him blindfolding you. You’ve mentioned before in passing you always wondered what it would be like to be blindfolded during sex.

“I trust you. As long as you don’t hurt me do whatever you want,” you turn around so your back is to him.

He moves behind you. Pulling your hair to the side he presses his lips to the side of your neck. Tilting your head to the side you moan at the feeling of his lips on your skin. Slowly he drags his tongue across the delicate skin on your neck. He knows all the right places to kiss to leave you moaning.

With his lips brushing your ear he whispers, “I need you to trust me.” You trusted him with your life and he knew that. He holds the silk blindfold out in front of you. And you shiver with anticipation. He ties it in a knot behind your head leaving you completely blind.

“I’m gonna make you feel good,” his lips are brushing against your ear again.

He presses himself up against your back and you can already feel his hardening length pressing into your lower back.

Slowly he drags his hand down your soft stomach. Biting your bottom lip you take in the feeling of his fingers touching your skin.

He whispers sinful words into your ear as his fingers brush over your lace covered mound. “Oh sweet angel,” he murmurs with his lips brushing against your skin.

You roll your body back against him, earning a moan.

He grins as he brushes his fingers through your already dampened folds. His finger brushes your sensitive clit earning a moan from you. He knows exactly how sensitive you are.

“I see my baby girl likes that,” he purrs into your ear.

“Changbin,” you whine.

“Let’s lay you down on the bed,” he steps away from you, he takes your hand leading you to the bed. You lay down in the middle of the bed awaiting whatever Changbin has planned for you.

He removes his pants leaving him in only his boxers as he crawls onto bed. Sitting on top of your thighs he leans down running his tongue from the valley of your breast down your stomach. You breathlessly pant at the feeling of his tongue against your skin.

Crawling off you he spreads your legs laying down with his face just where you desperately want it. He slowly drags his tongue through your fold, you can’t help the loud moan you let out.

“You’re already so wet.” You can’t take him teasing you too much tonight. You’re practically ready to beg him. You’re putty in his hands tonight and he already knows that.

“Changbin help me,” you whine.

“I’ll give you whatever you want,” he says before connecting his lips to your sensitive clit. Reaching forward you tangle your fingers in his blonde hair holding him exactly where you want him. Being blindfolded feels like it’s sending your senses into overdrive. With each lap of his tongue he’s pushing you closer and closer to the edge. He slides his fingers into you, he curls them just right and brushes the spot inside you that makes your toes curl. He keeps his mouth on you as you find your release.

The bed dips as he gets off to remove his boxers. He crawls back on the bed and finds a spot between your legs once again. He’s sitting on his hunches as he lines up with your entrance. He takes your legs, putting them over his shoulders. He pushes into you with one slow thrust. As he bottoms out you moan his name. He’s stretching you in the best way possible. He may not have the longest cock but he’s definitely the thickest you have ever taken. Even though you can’t see him you know he’s sporting his signature smirk. He stays completely still for a long moment before he starts moving his hips at an extremely slow pace. Opening your mouth you go to moan his name but nothing comes out. He’s managed to leave you speechless.

He rolls his hips into you over and over. The room is filled with your moans and his heaving breathing and the echoing sound of skin slapping skin. With each slow thrust the oxygen feels like it’s being sucked out of the room as he leaves you breathless.

Dropping one of your legs, he moves his hand to the soft skin on your stomach. His touch is electric.

“Changbin,” you moan. Your brain is drunk on pleasure and lust that his name is the only word you seem to know.

“Baby,” he responds back with a moan.

You’re so close. With each thrust he picks up his pace a little. You know he’s going slow because he wants to drag this out. He wants to make this last as long as possible. There have been many nights where he’s gone incredibly slow so he can edge you, and you’re praying tonight isn’t one of those nights.

Needy moans pass his pouty lips. You can’t help but smile at the beautiful sounds he’s making.

“Do you like not being able to see me?” He thrust into you harder than before. You can tell this whole experience has him drunk on lust.

“It’s so hot,” you moan. There was something about not being able to see what he’s doing to you that turns you on even more.

“Does my kitten want to try more things?” a wicked grin plays across his face.

“Changbin I’m close,” you whine hoping he’ll pick up his pace.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Go faster and harder. I need you badly,” you reach for his hand that is resting on your stomach. “I need you close.”

He takes your over leg off his shoulder and moves so he’s hovering over you. He rolls his hips into yours at a quicker pace. His lips are attached to your collarbone and work their way up your neck. He knows all the right spots to kiss you that send shivers down your spine.

Your fingers claw at his back pulling him as close as possible to him. The sounds of his moan by your ear are enough to push you over the edge. You fall apart moaning his name.

Your walls pulling on his hardened length are enough to push him over the edge. He comes inside you as you hold on to him. Your name has never sounded as sweet as it did as he found his release.

Rolling off you he lays on the bed next to you. Both your breathing is heavy as you’re coming down from your highs.

“Changbin, can we take the blindfold off now?” you ask, receiving a laugh from him.

He removes the silk from your eyes and you're greeted with a smile. Leaning down he presses his lips to yours for a soft kiss.

“That was fun,” you smile.

“I enjoyed it,” he responds.

“Thank you for that,” you say, causing him to let out a soft chuckle.

“Any time love.”

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deathlesssaints · 4 months

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nicholas galitzine (greek, russian, british(?) – don't hesitate to correct me if i'm wrong<3)

merci de créditer (c) psmoke.

#nicholas galitzine #nicholas galitzine avatars #400x640 #rpg ressources #c: black and white #trying new things #test

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writershapeholeonthedoor · 8 months

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Sunday Plans

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Fem!Reader

Summary: It's a lazy Sunday morning and Florence has an important question for you

Disclaimer: My first Y\N fic; English is not my first language, so be aware and be kind.

It was a bit cold, Florence realized when she slowly woke up. Her thoughts were still heavy with sleep and she rolled over, grabbing the heavy duvet that had slipped out of her during the night so she could try to keep the chill air away from her skin. She ended up laying with her belly down, left cheek pressed against the pillow and her mouth slightly open as she breathed evenly. Her left arm was hidden under the pillow, but her right arm was lying flat against the mattress beneath the covers.

It was Sunday and she had every intention to go back to sleep since there was nowhere else she was supposed to be. She could rest, finally. And sleep until her back started to hurt was a very good way to do so.

Florence was starting to feel the dreamland coming back to her when there was movement on the other side of the bed. It was fast, didn’t disturb the mattress that much, but enough to make her pay attention to what was happening. Just a few seconds later, she felt a slim arm slipping around her waist on top of the duvet, a body pressing into her side and a head resting on her pillow as well, before she felt a nose hiding at the crook of her neck.

You had moved, chased her heat and her body, and curled at her as you usually did. You hadn’t always been a sleep cuddler, but it seemed that you couldn’t get enough of Florence, not even when you two were sleeping, so, once you realized there was too much space between you two, you just rolled over to search for her, sighing happily once you were glad with your proximity again.

Florence couldn’t help but chuckle at that. It was low, quiet, and didn’t wake you up. She moved just a little so you could be more comfortable in the new position, then took a deep breath and tried to go back to sleep. With your warm body and your warm breath hitting her skin, she knew it wouldn’t take long to go back to a slumber. She was right, of course, and she fell asleep moments later, smiling to herself.

She woke up again an hour later, much more alert and without that sleepy fog that made it almost impossible to even think. Florence knew she wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep again, however she also realized she couldn’t exactly move. Well, none of you had moved, you were still somewhat hugging her while pressed into her side, snoring lightly every now and then. Florence could move, take your arm from her waist, slip from under the covers and start her day, but she didn’t want to do that. First, she was very comfortable being where she was; second, she knew it would wake you up and she didn’t want that. You had stayed up until late to go pick her up at the airport last night, holding a simple but beautiful bouquet of flowers and sporting that smile that warmed her heart. You deserved to sleep some more.

With that in mind, Florence accepted the fact that she was stuck there. Again, not that she minded. With a sigh, she moved her right arm from under the covers to place her hand on top of yours, drawing random objects on your skin with her fingers.

The flowers you gave her were placed on the nightstand, she remembered. She had grabbed an empty vase, filled with water, and placed it there because you wanted to keep looking at it as much as you wanted to bring some new colors to the room you shared. It was worth it when she saw the smile on your face and the light blush on your cheeks. Florence could remember feeling so grateful to have you in her life last night when she left the plane and didn’t have to call for a cab because she knew you would be there to pick her up, but that wasn’t even half of the things she felt when she saw you holding the flowers for her. She was tired, both from the flight and just her crazy routine as well, but it all seemed dull when she saw you. When you two hugged, she made sure you knew just how much she appreciated all you had done for her, even going as far as kissing your lips, even if Florence herself wasn’t a huge fan of public displays of affection - mostly because it always seemed to have someone around to snap a picture of her to post on the internet.

Then, even if it was ridiculously late, you insisted she had to eat something because she just told you that she didn’t eat on the plane. Florence said she was fine, but you still tried to find a restaurant that was still open. That search ended with both of you sitting at the hood of the car parked just outside the fast food chain, eating McDonald's while she stole your fries with that cute smile of hers that made it very impossible to get mad at her.

It was one of those inglorious moments - not at all fancy, very mundane, a bit funny - that Florence lived with you and that made her fall in love even deeper than before. It made her laugh even if she was tired, it made her want to forget everything for a moment, because it was you. She was there with you. She was living that with you. And, for Christ, she loved you fiercely.

Once you were both done eating, you grabbed all the empty packages and walked away a few feet to throw them into a garbage can while Florence was already getting inside the car. You drove with the window down, both of you singing like teenagers to the song she had put on the radio, and Florence couldn’t help but stare. She sat with her back half pressed against the door, looking at you with adoring eyes, nose scrunched whenever you turned to look at her, and smiling all the way back home.

Last night she realized that's how she wanted to live the rest of her life. This morning, with you snoring at her ear and your heavy arm thrown casually around her waist, she realized you were definitely the person she wished to live all those things with. That thought hit her so clearly that it took her breath away for a moment. Florence knew she loved you more than she ever loved anyone else, but the weight of that hit her all at once and full force, and she opened her eyes almost like she was making sure she wasn’t still sleeping.

"I can hear you thinking."

Your groggy voice, heavy with sleep, took her away from her thoughts and, despite the situation, it made her breathe in relief. Florence didn’t turn around, but she smiled when she felt you hugging her tighter.

"Oh, yeah? What am I thinking then?" She joked, wrapping her fingers around yours.

"About those big-headed dolls you saw once."

Her laugh filled the room, deep and hoarse, and you also smiled, glad that your dumb joke evoked that reaction. Her laugh was your favorite sound in the world.

"Wrong," Florence replied happily. "But it was close. I was thinking about you."

"Oh?" You asked. You two still had to move, both too comfortable to be the first one to do it. "I have two follow up questions to that."

"Hit me."

"One, are you saying I have a big head? Two, what about me had you thinking so hard, huh?" You pressed a kiss on her skin right after you were done talking, and then hugged her even tighter, even if it seemed impossible to do so.

"One, I won’t answer that," she teased. "Two, nothing too specific. I was just thinking that I kind of hit the jackpot with you."

"Really?"

"Yes," Florence quickly agreed. "I'm lucky."

"From my point of view, I'm the lucky one," you whisper against her neck, already pressing more light kisses on her skin.

"You are a charmer."

"You make it easy," you replied. "How can I not be when I have you?"

Florence sighed and you pressed a last kiss on her bare shoulder, before you fell into a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes. You could hear Billy walking outside the room, probably waiting for one of you to get up to play with him. There was also the noise of all the electronics working, the rest of the world outside, and all of that, but all you could listen to was Florence's rhythmic breath. All you could feel was her skin against yours.

You knew you had to get up eventually, though. Billy needed to be fed, Florence needed to undo her suitcase, you had to put the clothes into the washing machine, you both had to eat and, well, it was Sunday. You could enjoy the only day in the week that none of you had to work and that Florence was in town between filming and interviews.

"What do you wanna do today?" You asked.

"Let's get married."

You laughed, taken totally by surprise at her joke. "Yes, sure," you said. "I was thinking maybe take Billy for a walk in the park, but sure." There was silence after you were done talking. It didn’t last too much, only enough for you to realize that Florence was being serious. It made you raise your head the best you could to try to take a look at her face. "Flo?"

She sighed and shrugged. "Just, you know, an idea."

"Are you serious?"

Since she knew there was no way you would just let her pretend it wasn’t a big deal, Florence eventually moved from her very comfy position. She didn't turn completely, but she raised herself on her elbows for a second so she could turn her head to look at you, also moving her legs to intertwine with yours the best they could. Your arm only left her waist until she was lying down again, but now you were face to face, sharing the same pillow, and looking at each other with slightly wide-open eyes.

"Flo?" You called her nickname to get her attention because, even if she was looking at you, you knew her mind was racing. Florence blinked at you and you noticed her pink cheeks. You raised your hand from her hip to touch her cheek and smiled at her to help her relax a bit.

"You have no right being such a perfect girlfriend, you know," she mumbled under her breath, trying to sound mad at you, but you only chuckled at it.

"Do you wanna talk about the plans for today that I might not be informed of?"

Florence sighed. "I'm sorry. It's just… I was thinking about that before you woke up and I said it without thinking." She paused. "It's Sunday. We can't get married on a Sunday. No courthouses are open."

It made you laugh more freely now. "That's the only reason, huh?"

Florence's cheeks got even redder now. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry," you said gently. "I'm very happy to know you want to marry me." You leaned in to kiss her forehead, which made her smile. "I also wish to marry you, miss Pugh."

"You do?" There was hope behind her eyes and she seemed so damn happy that it made you have no doubts that she was the one.

"Yes." You nodded and kissed her lips now, ignoring the morning breath you both had because who cares. You loved her with all your heart. Morning breath or not. "But maybe not today, you know," you joked once you pulled away. "We might want our family and friends to be a part of this."

She chuckled at that, looking down for a second before looking back at you. "You're right."

"I usually am," you teased.

"That's a lie," she added fast.

"Don't be mean to your future wife." You pouted.

Florence laughed quietly and pecked your lips a few times before pulling away with a new glint in her eyes that made you realize she was up to something. "So we're not getting married today, but…" She paused to take a deep breath and, holding your hand on hers, asked: "Will you marry me?"

"Every Sunday for the rest of our lives, yes," you answered with a gigantic smile that just showed the same glee you were feeling inside.

"Maybe I jumped an important step before, huh?" Florence made fun of herself.

"Oh, well," you dismissed it. "It works for us, so it's fine. But, really, what do you wanna do today?"

"I guess I have to buy an engagement ring now," she said with a bit of humor coloring her words.

And you couldn’t help but laugh with her.

#florence pugh x you #florence pugh #fanfic #one shot #y\n #drabble #actress #creative writing #trying new things #florence pugh fluff #fluff #soft #soft florence pugh #celebrity x reader #marvel #marvel actress #yelena belova #florence pugh x reader

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ofduskanddreams · 1 year

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THE CONQUEST OF ARSACES

cs pacat — prince's gambit — chapter seventeen

for @octobers-veryown || edit requests

#the captive prince #captive prince #captive prince edit #my edits #princes gambit #laurent of vere #damen of akielos #prince laurent #damianos of akielos #laurent x damen #damen x laurent #lamen #i worked really hard on this #trying new things

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buildoblivionthenwewilltalk · 11 months

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spooky sunshine sad boy <3

#trying new things #in an umbrella academy mood this week idk why #he be floating #tua #the umbrella academy #klaus Hargreeves #Robert sheehan #number four #the seance #minsart #my art #fanart

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ratguy-nico · 3 months

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Geneuary prompt Crush / Birthday

This as a matter of fact was the firts Geneuary piece I drew, why? Cause... it was the first prompt that come to mind. yeah Im not that deep. At least not at thinking.

Scene from the movie Sixteen Candles, why? cause for me this movie combine perfectly the Crush prompt with the b-day prompt.

-ejem ejem- Starring in this piece not only my Genie Wieny Beanie but also co-starring as the romantic interest -dum duru dum- ALEXIS!!! oc, child of the awesome @golden--doodler also known as the person to whom we owe Geneuary @goldendoodlerlockerlove -fuegos artificiales, epic solo de guitarra, explosiones piu-piu piu-

fvk forget to mention draw Alexis heavily inspired in @drawthething commision with golden were they drew Alexis so kudos to them too. (love your drawings)

(more about the drawing down here)

... Yeah...

The thing is! As I said before this is a scene from the movie Sixteen Candles starring Molly Ringwald most known for The Breakfast Club movie that actually have an episode of Bob's Burgers dedicated to it. do you see the connection?

So yeah, don't remember if is actually mentioned but I'm totally sure Gene is a big Molly Ringwald fan, is just his type of girl icon.

The movie in itself is a movie that carries a lot of good memories for me. My mom loves to show me movies from her childhood and teen years.

I remember watching this movie with my mom we both laughing of all the craziest shit that this movie had, commenting how different movies were back then and crushing over Molly Ringwald.

And then just a couple of days ago as a way to find the inspiration again I decided to watch it again with my lil sis who almost cry in the end scene (not the romantic one, the one with the girl and her dad)

And we catch sight of a lesbian! Hunting lesbians in older movies since 2024

The thing is even though I love this movie I have to say is from the 80's, wich mean hella racist toward asian people, very misogynist, and it have boobs (that is not a real problem but since people on twit is trying to banned sex I added it) so yeah, watch carefully. But totally recommended.

There's a scene I would also draw with Tina and Bob from this movie.

Second fun fact. Even though this was the first drawing I made I didn't made the romantic interest until this wednesday.

Originally I though Alex, but I wasn't 100% convinced cause at that point I was heart broken at the realization they were probably discarding his character (note: I don't know if they are discarding the character) (read as a Mort situation) So yeah.

Then I though DAH! Courtney, but I don't ship them as a couple so that didn't seem quite right.

Then talking with Golden I got really fond of their OC Alexis and though, why not? I believed in signs.

The universe talk and I have to listen. The fact that Golden decided to tell me about their character right when I was starting to draw this piece was all I needed to know.

Also I though of just letting that spot blank and maybe made a dynamic were people put whoever they wanted with Gene. Which for me could been hella funny. But I don't think anyone would actually want to do that so yeah.

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