#tw mention of virginity

[seathrifter]

Any vine enjoyers out here? (If you play as Caelus you can imagine Hanya as #4 instead :3)

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[so-long-soldier-writes]

Gorgeous

kai parker x reader (both 18+!) (shy!virgin!kai)

summary: troubled by his own body, kai's afraid to go all the way with you. that is, until you confess you love him regardless of the way he looks, giving him just the confidence he's needed all along.

tags: friends to lovers, kissing, minor fingering, shy!kai, mentions of child abuse / physical abuse [I can't just write a normal fic, can I?], implied s3lf h4rm, emotional hurt / comfort, confessions, making out, blow jobs, virgin!kai, top / bottom switching, reader is a little freaky, nipple sucking, pet names, aftercare, cuddling

word count: 5.5k

a/n: sooooo... this has been sitting in my wips for over a year. for some reason, i just never posted it. but unfortunately, i have work tomorrow, so i'll be dead as a doornail that evening, and the work i wanted to post isn't done yet, so i'll post this in the meantime. that being said, i think i'm finally starting to get back in the swing of things. i'm still working on requests as well as other stuff, but i'm coming back slowly!

also, if this idea is totally unusual, that's probably why it sat in my drafts for a year. it's a year old fluffy smut with a strange premise. bare with me. 😅

The minute you get back from work, you collapse onto the nearest chair and groan.

“You okay there?”

Looking up, you see Jo and her boyfriend on the couch watching a movie. Oops.

“Sorry. Yeah. Long day. Where is everyone?”

“Our dads went to the flooding company people to try and get that situation covered, and our moms took the kids to the park.”

“My brother too?”

“Your brother, but not mine.”

“Cool,” you give the girl a thumbs up. “Hey Cody.”

Jo’s boyfriend looks over at you, “hey, Y/N.”

“Alright, I’m gonna go shower.”

“Okay!”

You make your way up the stairs slowly, wondering where Kai is. Poking your head in his room, you see he’s not in there, but you don’t hear him anywhere else. Oh well. You’ll find him after your shower, because you really, really need that shower. 

In your room - also the Parker’s guest room - you grab a new set of clothes and your hairbrush, before going into the guest bathroom in the hallway. See, you and the Parkers are neighbors and have become close family friends. Though one night after a really bad storm, your basement flooded, as did several other houses nearby. This is a problem Mr. Parker could easily fix with magic, but considering the electric and flooding companies know your house was one of the ones affected, he can’t do anything without revealing his coven. Instead, your family temporarily moved in with his until the county could fix the issue.

It’s been two weeks, no progress. But you’re not complaining; you get to spend more time with Kai - your best friend who you’ve recently started dating in secret. 

As you’re busy undressing and getting the water ready, you don’t hear Kai come in from outside. The boy stands in the kitchen, staring at nothing in particular.

“Is everyone still out?” He hesitantly asks Jo.

“Yeah. But Y/N came home.”

“Oh. Where is she?”

“Mhm, went upstairs.” Then she snaps her fingers, “oh wait! She said she’s taking a shower. So don’t bother her. Just go to your room and wait for her to come out. Don’t be weird.”

Kai scrunches his nose. As if he’d ever make you uncomfortable on purpose. “Okay, thanks.”

Quietly, he makes his way upstairs. When he hears the water running, he bites his lip. Don’t be weird, Jo had just said. But she doesn’t know how close you two actually are. Swallowing hard, he slowly turns the knob to the bathroom door, trying not to alert Jo to which door he’s opening. Inside, the hot water steams up the mirrors, making it hard to see, but he can vaguely point out your figure through the glass. 

“Y/N?”

You hear him and pop your head out of the door, “Kai! Hi. Come in,” you gesture for him to enter all the way.

He does, then shuts the door just as quietly. “I don’t mean to bug you, I just wanted to make sure you were here. Jo said you were, but…” he shrugs.

“You’re not bugging. Come on, join me.”

“What?”

“In here.”

“But… I’m wearing jeans.”

“Well then take them off, you goof.”

“I-I… um.”

Deciding to give him privacy, you stick your head back in the shower and rinse out the shampoo. The whole time you’re finishing your shower routine, you assume Kai’s going to join you at any time. You haven’t gone that far in your relationship yet, but he is a teenage boy, and he does love kissing you every chance he gets.

You two have done more than kissing, of course, but just haven’t gone all the way. And there’s plenty of reasons for that: too many people in this damn house, someone might walk in, someone might overhear, etc. etc. etc. But aside from the obvious reasons, you can’t help but feel like there’s also reasons that Kai isn’t sharing. 

He likes to spend a lot of your time together practically worshipping your body. His lips and fingers have touched nearly every part of you, but he isn’t too keen on letting you do the same. 

Kai holds you in place with a hand on your neck. His lips are attached right below, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. His other hand’s busy farther down - two fingers pumping in and out of you quickly. You bite your lip hard to not moan as you cum on his hands. He continues to finger fuck you through your orgasm, not letting up until your body stills. Then, he tastes one finger before putting the second in your mouth. You suck on it, eyes trained on him the whole time. 

“My turn. Let me make you feel good, Kai.”

“You are. I like watching you like this.”

“No, I know. But I want to taste you, too. Let me blow you.”

Kai bites his lip as if he’s having an internal debate. “Isn’t this so much better, though?” Before you can say anything else, he kisses you, feeling his hands up and down the sides of your body as he does. “Now let me cuddle you, m’kay? Let me take care of you.”

You’re too overwhelmed in pleasure to fight, and succumb to his open arms. Minutes later, you’re both asleep. 

You don’t pry if he tells you ‘no’ the first time, but of course, you can’t help but wonder why he’s never let you even see his body. 

“Take your shirt off, why am I the only one exposed?” You joke, pulling at the hem.

“Hmph, no, baby, I’m too focused on you,” he says. 

Every time. He won’t even take his bracelets off, let alone any of his clothes. Again, you don’t push him - he’ll take that step when he’s ready - but you really want to pleasure him the same way he does you. And besides, he just has to be hot under there; his face is insanely attractive, arms are strong, and figure is lean. You’re dying to know. 

“Y/N?” His voice snaps you from your thoughts.

“Mhm?”

“I, um, actually nevermind.”

“You okay, angel?”

“Yeah, just…”

Done with your shower, you turn off the water and grab your towel. You would just go out nude despite him there, but you know the air will be cold, so you wrap the blue cloth around your body. “Well now I’m done.” Carefully, you open the door and step off the slippery floor.

In front of you, Kai is standing awkwardly. His jeans are still on, but his shirt is off and folded neatly on the bathroom counter. You gulp the minute you see his body for the first time. As you expected, he’s lean and rather well-toned for someone not allowed out of his house much. His arms have some muscle to them, and you can see several prominent veins close to the surface of his skin. What catches your eye most, however, is the sharp v-line shaping his hips, leading to somewhere still hidden from your sight. “Fuck,” you mutter under your breath.

Kai swallows hard. His eyes are red. You don’t notice the signs of discomfort, though, until a small sigh escapes his lips. 

You narrow your eyes when you hear him. “What's wrong, pumpkin?” Hurrying towards him, you cup the sides of his face. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“I hate it.”

“Hate what?”

“Hate my body.”

“What do you mean? You’re gorgeous, Kai.”

“All the ew, all the stupid… everything.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t see anything ‘ew’.”

“Look closer.”

“Are you sure? If you’re uncomfortable, I won’t.”

“Just do it.”

Nervous, you step back to look at him closer. “Oh,” you mutter, suddenly saddened. Discolored skin in shades of green, yellow, and purple. Bruises, new and old. Handprints, whip marks, slaps from an open palm, all fading from red. Then there are the cuts, up and down his arms, some on his stomach, some on his shoulders. Clearly self-inflicted, though the bruises were all clearly marks of abuse. 

“Now you see how ugly I really am.”

“No, no, Kai…” Gently, you run a finger across a row of evidential abuse. He flinches a little and you can’t help the tear that falls from your eyes. “You’re still gorgeous, baby.”

“Hm,” he mutters, shaking his head ‘no’.

“Shh, shh, you’re okay. I promise. You are still beautiful to me. And I still want you, I still want every inch of your body. You don’t have to hide from me. Hey, I have some, too.”

You peel the towel away a bit to expose several cuts along your upper arm. 

He sniffs, “those weren’t there the other day.”

“I know, baby. But yesterday was really hard with my dad, and this was the only way I could think of to cope.”

Kai remembers yesterday. Your dad had forced you to go out with him to visit different universities in the area. By the time you both got back, he was fuming and you were holding back tears. 

“He got pissed at me when I said I didn’t want to go to college. He asked me why I was the family failure, and why I couldn’t be more like him.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“It’s okay. I’m okay, now that I’m back beside you.”

“He’s a dick. Your brother’s a dick.”

“My point is, Kai, that we have a lot of the same scars. You don’t think I’m any less beautiful because of them, so why should you think that about yourself?”

“Because I also have bruises from my fucking dad.”

“That’s not your fault, baby. Your dad is an even bigger dick than mine. And just because you have wounds on your body from his hand doesn’t mean I don’t love you or your body any less.”

Kai freezes, “you love me?”

You then freeze, too. “I, um…” Then you realize that that confession may be exactly what he needs to hear. “Yes. I do love you, Kai.”

Tears that were welling in his eyes are now falling, “why?”

“Why? Why not? Because on top of being absolutely gorgeous, you’re an amazing friend and boyfriend. You’re sweet and gentle and trying your best despite the awful circumstances you’ve been given. You’re always there through the good and bad, and I could never get tired of being with you.”

“Can I admit that I love you, too?”

You smile and nod happily before leaning in quickly to kiss him. Amidst your excitement, your towel falls from your body, and your breasts rub up against his bare chest. Kai lets out a moan at the contact, but then separates from the kiss to cover his mouth with his hand. You just raise your eyebrows at him. 

“Feel good?”

Instead of answering, his hands find your breasts and feel them. His eyes roll back in his head. “So soft,” he mutters.

“Kai?”

“Hm?”

“Does this mean I can see you now?”

“Um, I, n- uh-” he stutters over every word. 

“You know what? It’s okay. Later?”

“Okay.”

“Sounds good. And I hate to say it, but we have to stop,” you pause to pull on your panties and jeans, “because Jo will start getting suspicious soon,” you have to ignore Kai’s pouting face as you put on your bra, “and she doesn’t need to see us like this, because she’ll tell your dad.” Your shirt is on next, “and then my dad. And then you’ll get hurt.” He watches you pull your hair out from under your shirt and flip it to curl around your face, “and you’re not getting hurt on my watch. Okay?”

Kai nods, “I love you.”

“I love you, too, pumpkin.” You two share another kiss before leaving the bathroom. Kai grabs his shirt on the way out, fumbling to put it on, along with his multiple bracelets. “Downstairs? I need some water.”

“Sure.”

The minute you reach the last step, Jo calls out to you, “did Kai find you?”

“Yeah, he’s here.”

“Okay. He came in a little bit after you went up. I told him you were in the shower, but not to bother you. He listened to me, right?”

“He didn’t bother me at all. Was very gentlemanly and waited in his room for me to come out.” You wink at Kai as you lie straight to Jo’s turned face. Luckily, she’s fixated on the movie. 

“Okay, good.”

“I’m just going to get a drink and then we’ll be out of your hair shortly.”

◇◇◇◇

“Y/N, are you sure you don’t want to come with us? It’s a huge festival, it’s a lot of fun,” Mr. Parker asks one more time as he’s halfway out the door. 

You take another glance at the amount of people crowding the doorway: your brother and parents, plus Kai’s parents and all his siblings. Minus him, of course. “I’m sure. I’m not too big on crowds, and I’m kinda tired. Might just see if Kai wants to watch a movie.”

“Okay, but be careful.” Then, Mr. Parker leans closer to whisper in your ear. The gray hairs of his beard lightly touch your skin, making you shiver in fear. “And don’t get too close to him.”

“Noted.”

“We should be back around three-ish, more or less,” your Dad adds. 

“Okay.”

“Don’t leave the house, and certainly don’t let him sneak out,” Mr. Parker piggy-backs off your dad’s comment. Jeez, it’s like they’re long-lost irritating brothers.

“I won’t. He’ll stay here with me.”

“But not too close, becau-”

“I heard it the first time, Dad. I trust Kai enough that we’ll be fine for a couple of hours. Go have fun, okay?” You had to downplay your friendship to make them think you only trusted him a little. If they knew the truth - that you’d trust him with your life - they’d definitely stage an intervention and never let you see each other again. 

“Okay, just making sure. See you later, Y/N.”

“Bye.”

Finally, they leave. It takes ten minutes for nine kids to assemble between two cars, between the Parkers’ van and your parents’ SUV, but they eventually make it work. You can literally hear two kids crying over “having to sit in the back again”, but then you hear your Dad’s voice, “ride with me, if it’s okay with your Dad.” The crying ceases at last, and the cars pull out of the gate. 

“Are they gone yet?” Kai comes downstairs about a minute after they left.

“Just pulled out. What were you doing?”

He swallows, “um.” While struggling to answer, you give him a look. “I’m used to hiding during the van-packing process.”

“Okay,” you answer, not entirely convinced. 

He bites his lip, “okay, that part is true. I do hide when they do that because sometimes someone storms back in to grab something to appease the ones stuck in the back, like a snack or whatever. But, um, what I was actually doing was… trying to,” he pauses, and you let him find the words, “build up the courage to, um… can I just kiss you?”

You’re confused, but you’ll never deny him a kiss. Smile forming on your lips, you close the three foot gap between you two, hands tracing his jawline, capturing his face, while kissing him softly. His hands find your waist, gripping your hips. There’s something different about this kiss than your usual ones. Something more hungry… willing, maybe. Whatever it is, you let him take charge. 

As soon as the shift in control changes, he spins the both of you around so that you’re pressed into the counter, rather than himself, while he kisses you deeper. His lips leave your mouth to trail down your jaw, to your neck, but then he suddenly stops to look up at you. 

“Everything okay?”

“Can we go upstairs?”

“Of course.” You joke, “afraid someone’s gonna walk in?”

He misses your teasing tone and replies bluntly, “no, I wanna fuck you.”

You nearly trip up the first stair, causing you to grab a tight hold of his hand. “What’d you say?”

“Is that okay?”

“I-uh-um- yes, just caught me off guard. What brought it on?”

“You said you loved me. And that you liked my body even with all the scars. And that if I can love yours with scars, you can love mine.”

“I did say that. I meant every word.”

“And so now we’re here alone, and I’m going to act on something I’ve wanted to do a long time ago.” 

You reach the top of the stairs. He has an arm around your back to prevent you from falling, just in case, as he stares into your eyes for hesitancy. You give none. “Then do it.”

Instantly, your back collides with the hallway wall and he kisses you with the same tenacity he did downstairs. Out of habit, your hands find his hair; his, your waist, but he’s a lot more confident now. Slowly, he inches the both of you towards his door. His hand fumbles with the knob, making him frustrated.

“Wish I could just open the stupid thing with magic.”

“If I had magic, I’d let you take it whenever,” you answer, again, with no hesitancy. 

He stops to stare at you. “You would?”

“Mhm. I mean it, Kai, I love you.”

“But the siphoning hurts.��

You shrug, “can’t hurt that bad. I imagine it’d probably actually feel good. At least for me, maybe not other people. Send little tingles all the way down to my-”

He cuts you off with an open mouthed kiss. “Now I really wish you had magic.”

“-and then a part of me would kinda be in your blood, too, right?” You finish the second part of what you wanted to say. 

“Holy fuck, you’re turning me on.”

“Open the door, Kai,” you urge. 

He finally does, but in the second you take to catch a breath, he’s back on you. He takes advantage of your state and slips his tongue in your mouth, no regard for anything but his and your pleasures. You go weak in his arms and let him explore, enjoying the feeling much more than you probably should. Then, he taps on your hips signaling for you to jump. You do, wrapping your legs around his waist. He carries you to the bed, finally, and throws you down rather roughly.

Immediately, panic takes over his face. “Shit, that was way harder than I meant to! You okay?”

You, on the other hand, can’t get a word out because you’re giggling too hard. 

“Y/N, are you okay?” He tries again.

“You’re so hot when you’re all dominant. Well, you’re always hot, but-” and then you continue to giggle. 

Kai relaxes, realizing he didn’t hurt you. “Oh you little-” he climbs on top of you until he’s hovering over your face. Legs tangle together, bodies close but not close enough… You buck your hips. There, now they’re close enough. “You’ve been wanting this,” he observes, fighting back a moan at the contact. 

“Yes, but also, your comfort is my number one priority. It’s much better now, with you enjoying it too, than if we were to try when you weren’t ready.”

“Thank you, princess,” he kisses your nose sweetly. 

“Thank you for trusting me. One thing though.”

“Mhm?”

“Do you trust me right now?”

“Of course.”

“Good.” Without further warning, you grab his wrists and flip him over so that his back is pressed into the bed. It’s the first time you’ve ever been on top of him, and the power makes you giddy. 

“I thought you liked me being dominant?”

“Oh, I do. But I also want to see you writhe under me,” you wink at him. 

Kai gives you a look, and you know he’s going to start fighting any minute now. It’s in his eyes, and you can feel his muscles under you tensing to build up the strength. In the last second before you think he’s going to try and take charge, your hand goes down to the outline forming in his jeans. All fight is immediately gone as soon as you start to feel him. He can’t even fight the moan he’s been holding back since you started making out downstairs. The sound spurs you on and you rub him harder.

“More, princess. Please.”

You move your legs to straddle him, hands going to his belt. “This okay?”

“Mhm.”

“Words, please.”

“What am I, five?”

You cock your head at him. “Words, or no further touching.”

“Princess,” he tries to buck his hips like you did, but you’re holding him down.

“Come on, Malachai.”

“Don’t use that name.”

“Mala-”

“Fine! Yes, please. It’s okay. Please.” You smirk, not expecting the begging, but loving it. “You little sadist.”

That only makes you love it more. Not wasting another second, your hands are undoing his belt. As much as you want to take it slowly, you’re both too excited to drag it out any longer. Besides, just by looking at him, you can see how hard he is, and you know you’re almost soaking your panties with wetness. 

“Wait,” he pants. 

You stop immediately. “You okay?”

“I need… I need. C’mere,” he beckons you forward, and you listen. “Need this off,” he pulls off your shirt. “And this,” next is your bra. The minute it’s off, he loses control and grabs your tits like he did in the bathroom a couple days earlier. Before you know it, he’s fondling one while the other’s in his mouth. 

“If mine is, this is coming off, too.” You make a grab for his shirt. He pauses, tongue still around your nipple. “Is that okay?”

“Yes,” he seems to decide in that instant. 

In order for you to pull the fabric over his head, he has to disconnect his mouth from your breast. But when it’s off, he swallows hard and doesn’t reach for them again.

“Kai… c’mon, pumpkin.” You take his hand to put it back on your body, trying to return that sense of comfort, but he doesn’t grasp your breast again. Sighing, you take it as a moment to get a closer look at his body. The bruises, the scars, everything. A tear escapes your eye, and you lean down to press a kiss to one of the purplish wounds. Then, you start to do that with all of them. From his neck to his hips, you kiss every mark made on his body, whether by his dad’s hand or his own. On the fresher ones, your lips are more gentle, barely there, not wanting to cause him more pain. But on the older ones, you leave multiple kisses, or even lick them with your tongue before kissing. “I meant it, Kai. You’re gorgeous. These marks don’t stop me from loving you.”

Slowly, he makes eye contact with you again. His hands reach out to your face, and when he gets a hold of you, he pulls you in for another deep kiss on his lips. “What did I do to deserve you?” He asks with a tear emerging.

“You don’t have to deserve love, baby.” You kiss his collarbone. 

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Your lips travel to his chest. Giving him a taste of his own medicine, you swirl your tongue around one of his nipples. He moans loudly, arching his back.

“Holy shit, I didn’t know that would feel that good.”

“Can I continue to make you feel things like that?”

“Yes, please. I need it, I need you. Wait, but let me-” he suddenly sticks two fingers into your wet heat, hovering over his own body, and pops them in his mouth. “You taste so good.”

“Are you gonna let me taste you now?”

“Sure. Yes. I meant yes.”

Your eyes warm and you continue to kiss him further down - this time, trailing his v-line. You had noticed the prominent indents the other day, but are now getting to see it up close. He moans again, enticing you more. 

“Princess.”

“I’m working on it.” Finally, you shrug his jeans down and off his body. You can tell he’s fighting the urge to hide his now-bare legs, but you opt to not pay attention to them anyway. Your gaze goes straight to the bulge in his boxers that looks even thicker without his jeans in the way. Mouth watering, you touch him first, enjoying the feeling. 

“Y/N, please. It’s uncomfortable. Too tight.”

Succumbing to his wishes, you tap his hips for him to lift them, then peel back the final confinement. His cock springs out, slapping his stomach in the process. You’re quick to lean forward and lick a stripe from the base to the tip. Kai sinks his head into the pillow, groaning huskily. After pulling his boxers all the way off, you refocus your attention back to the length in front of you. 

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” you mutter. The praise makes him twitch, and you immediately reach out to grasp him between two of your fingers. “Need to taste.” And then you finally do. You start at the tip, rolling your tongue over the slit counter clockwise, stimulating precum in the process. Some of it leaks into your mouth, straight down your throat, but most of it drips down the side of cock. It doesn’t get far, though, before you move your head to catch it, licking your way from the base to the tip, again. 

A shiver runs through his body. “Feels so good.” Barely audible, but you hear him. 

Positioning your head over him, you prepare to take him fully. To you, it’s a five second break of deep breaths, but to Kai, overwhelmed in pleasure, there’s almost no warning. As soon as you’re ready, you sink your mouth down on him until you get about halfway and your gag reflex kicks in. Cock hitting the back of your throat, you gag around him.

“Y/N, you okay?” He sits up on his elbows, worried he’d accidentally hurt you.

Slowly, you lift your head back up, “I’m good, baby. Just training my throat to take you.”

He swallows so hard that you see his Adam’s apple bob. “Oh, um…” He doesn’t lay back down, opting to watch you instead. 

You don’t mind as you go down for a second time, getting further now. You do it several times, taking more and more of him each time. Your tongue swirls around his length and traces his veins. In fact, there’s one vein in particular that especially makes Kai moan every time you hit it. It’s on the underside of his cock, and you start to pay special attention to it. The rest of his length sits against your face as you focus on it.

Kai doesn’t know if the sight or the feeling is affecting him more. Either way, he feels himself getting close to release. Your mouth is around him, head bobbing up and down rapidly, when he twitches. He whines, resisting the urge to hold your head where he wants. Suddenly, though, you stop and remove your mouth completely. 

“Fuck, wait, I’m about to…”

“I know, pumpkin. Can’t let you do that yet.”

He’s about to ask why, but then sees his answer. In one quick motion, you’re removing your own pants and lining your bodies together. “Ready?”

“Mhm. Yes.”

You smile, grab his cock to hold it upright, then sink your heat down onto him. Kai collapses, elbows no longer supporting him, as pleasure consumes him.

“You okay?”

“Yes, oh- oh god.”

“Can I move? I’ll start slow.”

“Please.”

As promised, you slowly begin to ride his length. Your hands rest on either side of his body and lips are pressed to his chest, leaving hot kisses all over his skin. 

“Let me know if you want to try and take over.”

“Okay.”

When Kai starts to relax, you pick up the pace. Not too fast, but little by little. Soon, his hands find your hips and he helps guide you. His fingers have a tight grip on you, but it only makes you wetter. 

“I think, I wanna… wanna try…”

“Want to be on top, angel?”

“Mhm.”

“Okay. You can just flip us or I can move, what are you feeling?” But the hungry look in his eyes already gives you your answer.

As soon as you nod and grab onto his shoulders, he flips the both of you so that you’re now pressed into the bed. With his usual role re-established, so does his dominance. You open your legs wider to give him more access, and he immediately takes advantage of it. With a lick of his lips, he pushes his cock into you, not stopping until he’s run out of length. 

“Oh my god,” you mutter. 

“Is it too much?”

“No, you’re perfect. Move when you’re ready, mmkay?”

He nods, then copies the way you rode him when he begins to move: arms on your side, head ducked into your chest. His lips attach to your nipples, sucking, and pulling them between his teeth. When he gets a hold of his balance, you feel pressure on your clit, too. 

“Fuck, Kai. You’re so good.”

His body jolts, “say it again.”

“What?”

“Name. Say it again.”

“Kai,” you pant as he quickens pace.

“No one else is home baby, say it louder.”

You had forgotten this fact, actually, but the minute he reminds you, you let yourself go. “Fuck,” you moan, rather loudly, “feels so good, Kai! Fuck. Harder.”

He spreads your legs wider and thrusts harder upon request. Obscene sounds fill the room, mixed with your moans and whimpers.

“Kai,” you pant, “need to hear you, too.”

“I’d rather hear you, Princess.”

“Aw, come on, gorgeous. Nothing turns me on more than men moaning,” you admit. “Need to hear you.”

Previously held-back grunts and groans tumble from his mouth at your confession. When his lips return to your nipple, he makes sure to keep up with your request, sending vibrations throughout your body. 

“I’m close, Kai. So close, so close… don’t stop what you’re doing.”

“I’m getting there, too,” he twitches again. “Come for me, Princess.”

As soon as he asks, your orgasm rips through your body. Loud moans follow, and your eyes roll back in your head. Kai rides you through yours, before pulling out and immediately releasing all over your face and chest. Some drips off your shoulders, down to the bedsheets.

The minute he catches his breath, a worried expression takes over his face, “I’m sorry! I knew I shouldn’t do it inside you, but wasn’t sure where else to. I aimed for your chest and misfired.”

You make direct eye contact with him, then swipe a bunch off your cheek with your finger before sucking it off. “Oh, I’ll never complain about a facial.” You dart your tongue out to the side to gather more. “And don’t worry, I kinda like the taste. How the hell were you a virgin, Kai?! You were amazing the whole way through!”

He blushes, “um, thank you.”

You can’t help but giggle. Only Kai would be sweet enough to thank you for complimenting his sexual ability. Your ex-boyfriend, to whom you had lost your virginity, threw you an, “I know,” when you told him he was good. This little fact just made you love Kai even more. 

Then, as if he couldn’t get more perfect, his next words are, “can I clean you up now, Princess? And then we can cuddle and nap?”

“Of course. Give me a kiss first.”

Kai leans forward and kisses you sweetly. His tongue sweeps over your bottom lip, wetting it gently. 

“Blood,” he comments.

“Hm?”

“There’s blood on your lip.”

You run your own tongue along it, “must’ve bit it in pleasure.”

“I’ll be right back, okay?” He pulls on a loose pair of sweatpants from his drawer, giving you a wink. 

“Okay, darling.”

Two minutes later, Kai returns with a warm rag and a water bottle. First, he cleans the small sore and any remaining blood off your lip, then hands you the bottle. “Drink,” he insists. As you do, he moves the rag over your face and down your neck and chest, cleaning off his drying cum. He rubs your lower body next, easing some of the soreness as well as wiping away your cum. “Anywhere else?”

“No, I’m okay. Do you need anything?”

“Just you,” he sappily replies. 

“Okay, come here then.” Arms wide open, you gather him up and pull him close. You take a hand away for a split-second to pull the blankets over you two, earning a whine before he realizes what you’re doing. As soon as your arm is back around him, he snuggles into your body. “I love you, Kai,” you whisper with your lips against his cheek.

“I love you, too, Princess. Thank you for making me feel like I’m worth something to someone.” 

As much as his words sadden you, they also make you feel warm inside. You’re the one that makes him feel that way, and that’s pretty fucking special. 

“Always, my sweetheart.” You give him a kiss to the cheek, keeping your lips there even afterwards. His heartbeat slows into a comfortable rhythm and breathing evens out, and soon, he’s fast asleep in your arms. 

#malachai parker x reader #kai parker x reader #kai parker fluff #kai parker smut #tw: child abuse #tw: s3lf h4rm mentions #tvd fanfiction #virgin kai parker #shy virgin kai - my favorite flavor 😂😅

[fatuifucker]

tw SA mention

tbh i would rather have minors read my work rather than those coquette smut blogs (not targeting anyone specifically, just in general) that write really ooc drabbles and topics that are basically SA. sometimes it's even blatant SA it's wild that you'd have the reader basically crying and begging the character to stop but the post's theme is just (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

#i definitely could have done better in writing consent and aftercare in my past fics though #urgh i wish i could churn out safer smut content but burnout and depression sucks #a little unrelated but a few months ago i was talking abt first times with my friends who lost their virginities #btw these people mentioned all are all over the age of 18 but they lost their virginities at 16 #which is the age of consent for minors in my country #and they all said that they felt the age of consent was too low because sex is such an intimidate and vulnerable experience #and when you're an uneducated 16 year old who is getting into their first serious or not serious relationship #its really a lot to focus on your partner to remember safety to trust them etc etc #anyway end of yap reply with your thoughts if you wanna #tw sa mention #tw sa #tw sex assault

[martwypiesek]

Do you seriously think anyone cares about your problems?

bro no one cares;)

#ana trigger #chude jest piękne #az do kosci #blogi motylkowe #dieta ana #anorexcya #aż do kości #motylki any #ana e mia #bede motylkiem #3d di3t #pro a4a #pamiętnik motylka #tw sui ideation #the virgin suicides #tw €d #disordered eating mention #tw depressing stuff #tw disordered eating #depressing shit #daddy's good girl #$h tumblr #ed comunity #ed meals #ed not ed sheeran #ana bllog #nie chce być gruba #chce widziec swoje kosci #kosciotrup #ana rant

[thewritersaddictions]

First Kiss: Billy Hargrove- PassionFire

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Pov: Reader

Warnings: Talk of virginity, implied smut, 18+, First Kiss, talk of mean/abusive ex-boyfriend, helpful friend, sweet Billy, fluff, smoking. drinking, soft!Billy.

Summary: You’re hurt by your now ex-boyfriend when he breaks up with you for not giving up your virginity; Billy is more then willing to help

A/n- Fireflygraphics for dividers

WC- 2.5

Stranger Things Master List // The Adults Master List // Series Master List // First Kiss Master List

The tears hadn’t stopped, for hours I had been crying my eyes out. I knew why Jamie had broken up with me but I couldn’t really imagine why it was hitting me so hard. He and I had the talk about the fact that I wasn’t really comfortable with giving up my virginity, or truly anything that stripped my virginity away from me. Espically not when he was drunken mess from the lunch date earlier. 

Had I walked all the way to Billy’s house? Yes, I had walked all the way toward Billys. I hadn’t meant to just walk out of my house. Well maybe I had, my mind was clouded and I wasn’t able to think about anything other than needing someone, a shoulder to cry on. 

I had only ever been to Billy’s once or twice. Nothing more then to tutor him, a one off exchange between the both of us. I was tutor him once a month and he would help me with othe basic things. If I thought about it he was the one that introduced me to Jamie. I knocked on the front door only once, before i rang the doorbell. I could hear the rock music playing in the house at volumes I doubt his father or stepmother would allow. “What the hell do you…” The door had opened Billy was standing there. In nothing but an old beat up white tank top, and his signature jeans. 

“Y/n?” He questioend, he was aware of the tears I had running down my cheeks. Or tears that had stained my cheeks. “Billy I know that I’m here unannouced. I just didn’t know where else to go and Jamie he… well Jamie broke up with me.” I said in a ramble of mixed words. He kept his eyes on me for only a moment before the anger swept through his facial expressions. I had a quick moment of doubt, a moment of realizing my mistakes of trekking down to his house on Cherry Lane. “Billy… I’m sorry I think it will be better if I just leave.” I said hastily. Before I could turn to walk away he was grabbing my arm pulling into the warmth of the house. 

“Did you walk all the way here?” he asked his voice a little horse from what I would only guess he was trying to push down the anger. I only shook my head and then he was slamming his bedroom shut. His room smelt of cologne and smokes. Something that always had my head in a twist. “Why would you not just call me? You know I would come and get you?” He asked, to many questions and my own thoughts were cloding my already foggy brain. The bed was softer then I imagined it would be and it bounced as I moved on it. 

“Hello Mcfly? Are you there?” Billy asked waving his hand over my face. “Yeah I’m here. I just I’m sorry I need a second?” The words tumbled out of my mouth and the urge to cry was boiling over in the back of my throat. “Goddamn it Y/n.” Billy said throwing a punch into the air. “I’m sorry. Okay I’m sorry.” The tears had started to run again, I’m sure why or why I had even walked my sad ass all the way towards Billy’s. 

Billy hadn’t yet looked over at me up until that moment. “Fuck I’m sorry Y/n. I just don’t know how to deal with you know.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders. “Of course the crying I forgot.” I said. I looked over at Billy for the first time. Looking at the sharpness of his jawline as he sat down beside me. I brushed the tears from under my eyes, and breathed hard. 

We sat in a cold and harass silence for a little to long. The room growing smaller as it more and more uncomfortable. I wondered where his parents where, and where was his witty red headed stepsister. I was dragged out of my thoughts when I heard Billy ask me a question. “So, if you don’t mind telling me what happened?” He asked, as he got up from the spot next to me and grabbed his smokes. 

Billy wasn’t always the most emotionally supportive friend or really a good friend at all. I had seen the small arguments that his father and Billy would get into. Things would be thrown, voices would get louder then normal, and punches would go flying normally hitting Billy in the chest, stomach or square in his perfect face. 

-

Did I mind telling Billy what had managed to happen. To have me to end up at his door on a random night. No, I honestly didn’t mind that’s why I had walked all the way here, to talk to someone about it. To let it go into the air and away from my over thinking mind, that was currently mualing it over. “I don’t mind Billy. Just promise you won’t go crazy on me?” I asked. I licked my chap lips, and looked over at him. He was ever so sightly taller then me. No matter if we were standing or sitting down. 

He sighed heavily, like my requests was a rather hard on to swallow down. “Yeah I promise.” He said exhaling a puff of smoke. So my story from earlier in the day began. “So I guess I should start earlier in the day right.” I said looking down at my hands. My fingers dancing between the fabric of my shirt and messing with my short nails. All I heard was a small hum for me to continue with my story. 

“Jamie and I had just gotten back from a lunch with his friends. You know the ones from the basketball team?” I asked, but continued on. “So we had gone and everything was okay. Jamie had picked me and was all gentlemen like. I don’t know how they managed it though, somehow where ever we went with Jamies friends they were able to get some sort of alcoholic drinks. I wasn’t sure of what kind, but I’m not a drinker. I never have been, so instead I watched as the boys and their girlfriends who were to prim and proper to know just how disgusting day drinking was. Drink and drink til their hearts were content.” I said, taking a slow breath, looking at Billy he was still interested in the story. 

“But a subject was brought up during lunch today. A topic that you don’t normally talk about in fucking public or with other people who aren;t in your relationship. Jamie had been asked how good of a fuck I was, and if I knew what I was doing.” I said, my words getting caught in the back of my throat. To be honest as I talked about it outloud the words seemed dirtier, and heavier then before. 

I shook my head and continued on with my my heart breaking story. “He laughed about it, telling everyone that I was prude, and didn’t ever really staisfed him at all.” I chortled, not that it was funny or a joke at all. Just sounded funnier now that I had time to think about his words and just how stupid of a guy he truly is. “Are you sure this is Jamie that you’re talking about? The same Jamie I know?” Billy asked me raised eyebrows in wonder. 

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, and please just let me finish and then I’ll get out of your hair.” I said with a huff before returning to my story. It wasn’t like there was much, beside the argument we had in the drive back to my house, and the argument we had before he broke up with me. There wasn’t much more to tell. 

“For the rest of that god for saken lunc hI sat in the uncomfortable silence of his friends girlfriends speaking about me like I wasn’t there and him and his friends laughing about the fact I was still a virgin. I hadn’t even kissed him yet.” I said. “We left not shortly after, and the car ride was horrible. I wasn’t able to hold it in any longer the anger boiling and finally tipping over the edge. I yelled at him as he drove me back to my house. He called me a prude once again and then a bitch for not just  giving him what he wanted.” I said my fingers twitching within my lap. Looking down at the carpeted floor. The stains from whatever Billy brought into his room had seeped into the flooring. 

And for the first time in the entire day I smiled. “The fighting didn’t stop, not even when he followed after me half drunk into my house. I tired to push him away but he wasn’y having any of that. So, he grabbed me tightly around the wrist.” I pushed my sleeve up showing the growing bruise that was caused because of his grasps. “I did try and get away Billy. I screamed at him to let me go and pushed him away, until his cold and dark eyes looked back at me and told me that he never not once in out entire relationshoped loved me, and that I was better off alone. The lost and little lamb that I was, was better off alone because nobody would want such a prude like me.”

It was silent for a moment before I started to speak again. “You know the rest Billy.” I said with a shurg of my shoulders. I was tired the crying, and screaming taking a lot of me. I sat there still, before I felt Billy’s rough hand touch over both of mine. “I knew I shouldn’t have shared you with my friends.” I heard Billy whisper out, his thumb rubbing a soothing circle into my skin. The touch was intimate for many a reason. But the most obvious one was the simple fact that Billy wasn’t one for touch, or any true sign of emotion. 

“Shared me?” I questioned. Shared me what the hell did that even mean? There was no pretending that the crush I had on Billy was ever going to go away. The crush had grown and been growing even through I was dating Jamie. “All of those damn guys are just pricks. Not to mention their dumb, dull girlfriends.” Billy said, his hand still resting into my mine. Thumb still rubbing soothing circles into my hand. 

“Yeah I get that, but what do you mean share me?l I was intrigued more about what the implications of his words meant, not by how his words made me wanna melt into his sheet. “Just be honest with me Billy. I’m a big girl and I can handle it.” I just for once tonight wanted the truth.whether it was cold and harsh or  made me feel giddy. I don’t know what was happening all around me. This felt like a hazy dream that I had dreamt a million times over. He deeply stared at me, a few whispys of his golden hair falling infront of his forehead. They were distracting me from another part of his handsome face. Those sky blue eyes that somehow pierce right into your heart. 

A heavy sigh left him before he composed himself. “I just mean that… you’re were my friend first ya know. I shouldn’t have let you out for the wolves.” Billy said. He looked like he was trying to hold something back, and the grip he had on my hand was getting stronger. “Billy? Please.” Was all I had left to say. The truth, please just the fucking truth that’s all I had been searching for all day long. 

“Fine, you want the truth don’t you. You can’t just leave it at the front door can you? Fuck,” Billy said voice growing deeper by the second. His eyes casted down to my bruised wrist. “I should have just kept you for myself. Treated you better than some asshole who clearly doesn’t doesn’t know who they have in their arms.” It was like pulling teeth with Billy to just get him to talk about the simplest emotions. 

I wanted to laugh, but that felt wrong. This must be a true joke right. Billy would never, never fall for the innocent, shy girl that was only his friend because he got something out of it. Right? “Now you’re tight lipped.” Billy commented as I had gone silent. I went to say something but things wer eswirling around in my head. “That’s okay. I get it, big bad Billy can’t help but like the girl that’s to cute for her own good. Who lets people walk all over hee. I should have protected you from an asshole like Jamie, but I thought that you would never. I mean never take a liking to me. I was a dick to… well to everyone. Maybe you alrady knew that, but then you still end up here at my doorstep. So, that must mean something right?” Billy rambled on. 

I was in shock for to many reasons at this point. Was he was rambling because he was letting his guard down, the millions of walls that he had built. He was still talking, but I wasn’t paying attention to the endless flow of words that were falling out. I was paying attention to how his tongue jutted out and licked over his lips. A shiny glaze making them glisten in the little light that he had. I didn’t know what was happening, not even after I started moving towards him. 

His hand was still on mine, so I leant in. “Billy.” I whispered. “Will you stop talking and just make up for the lost time.” I begged in barely a whisper. That signature smirk crossed over his rambling expressions. He reached me. A hand coming to cup the back of my neck as he leant down and pressed his lips against mine. 

The kind of kiss made me feel like the time around us had stopped. It wasn’t a kiss that I would ever be able to explain to my friends. It was like stars had aligned, and everything for just that one moment was perfect. Billy had taken my first kiss, and when we broke away from each other. That signature smirk hadn’t left his face, he was very cheeky. “How was that for a first kiss huh?” He asked. I rolled my eyes, “How about you ask me later. Like I said you have to make up for a lot of lost time.”

I winked at him, before going in for another deep and lustful kiss. This was going wherever it was supposed, without any further pushing on either of our parts. He pushed me down onto the mattress. His free hand roamed down my chest and found a spot on the side of my ribcage. Billy’s other hand stayed on my cheek, holding me closer than before. 

Completed on: 02/05/23

Posted on: 02/06/23

The Adults- @yourfavdummy

#billy hargrove one shot #billy harringrove #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove fanfiction #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x female reader #fem reader #female #virgin!reader #first kiss series #first kiss fic #fluff #abuse mention #tw young smoker

[nightsinn3r]

The only feeling that’s left in me is hatred.

#girl interrupted #dark coquette #girly aesthetic #girl interupted syndrome #im just a girl #dark aesthetic #lizzy grant #girl blog #tumblr girls #lana del rey #the virgin suicides #hell is a teenage girl #mental health #disordered eating mention #girl tumblr #tw ana rant #ed but not ed sheeran #ed dairy #ed relapse

[peculiaritybending]

This may sound dramatic to some and I don’t know, maybe I am being “too deep” about this but I personally find the “bi girls like nerdy greasy gamer boys” stereotype disturbing considering the level of abuse bisexual women face. Making it a silly little funny stereotype that bisexual women are more likely to date incels and therefore advertising them as an option to these sorts of men greatly sickens me. Especially since it seems to a be a narrative pushed by people who are not bisexual women/fem presenting bisexuals and often only gets perpetuated and joked about by bi women & bi fem presenting individuals when they’ve already been exposed to this idea. I don’t know, I just think it’s very dangerous to push a demographic with high levels of abuse towards men who often tend to be abusers.

#I mean OBVIOUSLY not all gamer boys are incels there are quite a few who are decent people but there is a large issue with incels #in that community and the more specific these jokes get the more they are identifying these men as incels. gamer boy never felt the touch of #a woman virgin loser greasy etc etc being applied to bi women’s apparent ‘type’ is quite unnerving to me it’s almost like you want us to #take these men off your hands or something #anyway #bisexual #tw incel mention #tw abuse mention #posts made after spending too much time on tiktok

[deke-rivers-1957]

Dr. Carpenter x F!Reader

AN: Thank you for requesting this story @fairybloodsucker. If anyone wants to request a one shot or anything that I'm known to produce, feel free to send it in my inbox. If I accept your request or discuss how I will make it, I'll try to make it as soon as I can. The lengths will vary by request so I hope you don't feel cheated if your request isn't as long as others.

I walk into the doctor's office.

"How can I help ya?"

I'm blushing when I see Dr. Carpenter.

"Oh doctor. I'm in a terrible dilemma."

"Go ahead, speak freely. I'll listen."

"I know you're a man but I'm feeling a strange throbbing sensation."

"Mmm hmm... is it a pleasant or an unpleasant sensation?"

"I don't know how to describe it. I've never felt this way before."

"Do you feel that the sensation is coming from inside, or from outside your body?"

"It's well." 

I look down and your face turns pink.

"I see. Now, if you close your eyes and go deep inside yourself... can you describe exactly where this throbbing feeling is coming from?"

I close my eyes and try to fantasize. 

"Ohh."

"Can you tell me exactly what it is you are fantasizing about?"

"Well. I'm not sure if it's appropriate to say such things to my doctor."

"I assure you whatever you say will remain confidential. And I'll need to know what it is you're fantasizing about if I am to provide you with the best possible treatment."

"I. See a man. Touching me."

"And how does this make you feel, when you imagine this man touching you?"

"It's just this I don't know. A weird fluttering sensation down there."

"You know, there's a technical term for that sensation you're describing... the medical word for that sensation is "arousal"."

I open my eyes.

"And what do you do about it?"

"Let's think about how you can try to manage this arousal. Does this sensation happen at a consistent time? In the morning, or after working out, or maybe late at night? There's a wide range of possibilities that I'll need to consider in order to find the correct treatment for you."

"I wouldn't say it's at a consistent time."

"It's important in this diagnosis that we find the root cause and try to eliminate the triggers. Do you feel that your work or education might be contributing to your arousal?"

"No not at all. It's quite distracting from my work."

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

I turn pink. 

"Yes."

"Have you been in any recent romantic relationships?"

"No I haven't. I'm not the dating type."

"I see. When you imagine this man touching you, is there anyone in particular you are imagining?"

"Well yes, there is."

"And who is that? Is this man someone you know?"

"It is someone I know. But it just wouldn't be appropriate if I told him."

"I can certainly understand why that would make it difficult for you to tell him. Could I ask you this: how do you think he might respond to your feelings if you told him?"

"I think he would be flattered but also agree that a relationship wouldn't be possible."

"I see. And I would understand his reluctance and concern for his profession. But would you be comfortable telling me what it is that he does for a living?"

I know I can't dance around the subject anymore. 

"He's a doctor."

Dr. Carpenter's face turns very red for a moment.

"Ah... I think I'm beginning to understand the dilemma. Have you had these feelings for him for a long time?"

"No this is quite recent. I picture him. Touching me."

He looks a little surprised I would be imagining someone in such a way. 

"It's clear you feel very strongly about this. You seem to be quite attracted to this man. Have you considered a possible way to communicate your feelings to him, without sacrificing the professional relationship you have?"

"I think it would be best to learn what I can do to satisfy that urge by myself."

He sighs a bit. 

"You seem to be a sensible young woman. And it's clear that you want to find a solution that works for the both of us. I wonder if I might make a suggestion."

"Yes what is it?"

"I was wondering if you might be open to the idea of a possible... release? A short-term "one-off" procedure, if you will, to take care of that "throbbing" sensation you were describing. If you find yourself thinking about him and find yourself getting... aroused while he isn't around, then what if there was just one way you could satisfy that feeling? Would you be interested in trying that?

I look at him interested.

"Would you like a demonstration?"

"Yes I think that would be necessary."

"I see. Well then... sit back, relax and clear your mind."

I close my eyes. I can feel Dr. Carpenter gently place both of his hands on my knees.

"Ok."

"Now, imagine that you are with him and you're feeling that "fluttering" sensation again."

"Oh."

"Can you feel that?"

"Yes."

"It's a pleasant feeling?"

"Yes it is."

"Let's see if we can make those feelings even stronger."

"Ok."

"We're going to use your imagination as a tool... a tool to help with the sensations." 

I feel that fluttering sensation as my face turns red.

"You can feel that?"

"It feels good. I need something. I don't know how to describe it. Something needs to just. Fill up this emptiness."

"I understand exactly what you're saying. And I was thinking, of all the ways I could help you. I thought maybe there was one way I could fill that emptiness for you right now. What do you think?"

"What do you mean?"

"I thought I might be able to do something, to take care of that emptiness for you. What do you think, should I show you?"

"I trust you doctor."

Dr. Carpenter's POV

I look at her closely, trying to hide my own excitement. 

"I need you to imagine the doctor, right now, right here with you. Picture me, touching you."

"Ok."

"Does that feel good, imagining that?"

"It does."

I pull her closer. 

"Would you like to feel it for real?"

"I do."

Her face is now so close to mine. 

"Ok, relax... just relax. Imagine it's happening for real."

I unzip my pants and start to fill up the emptiness inside her. 

"Oh."

"Yes, that's it... that's right... just relax..."

I guide her so that she's lying on her back and make her feel nice sensations.

"You feel it don't you? You feel nice and relaxed..."

I can tell her thoughts are wandering and I whisper in her ear. 

"You feel the fluttering again?"

"Yes I do! I'm ready for something."

My cheeks turn pink. 

"Is that something a bit... unexpected? Something you'd like to try?"

"Yes. I want a baby."

My heart almost stops and I can feel myself twitch against her. I've always wanted to get a girl pregnant but not like this. I'm a little aroused by this.

"Then I have the perfect idea for how to fill up that emptiness you were feeling inside you."

Time Skip

My face is very pink and I'm breathing heavily as I'm still on top of her. 

"Did you enjoy your treatment?"

I'm still inside her, ready to do anything she asks.

"I might need to do that more often."

"Yes I think I could prescribe that. Just make an appointment when you need it." 

My face is still incredibly, incredibly pink.

"Well. How much time do we still have left for today?"

I look at my watch. 

"About 20 minutes. Why, would you like more of this treatment?"

"Yes please."

I can't help but smirk at my woman. 

"Ok, we can do that." 

I begin to lean forward, about to start a new round. I'm still on top of you as the session comes to an end. 

"So... are you feeling better?"

I don't get a reply so I roll my hips again making her moan. 

"Good sir."

"Well, I have one recommendation. How about you keep your next appointment for tomorrow morning?" 

I place a finger on her lips and pause. 

"I think you'll need another session."

I make her eyes roll back one last time before pulling away from her.

"Oh yes sir."

"Good girl."

I stand up and begin putting on my coat. 

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

She starts squirming a little. 

"Yes, daddy."

I can almost feel myself twitch in my pants but try to control myself. 

"Do you need anything else this evening?"

"I don't know daddy. I'm still just so needy."

I walk over to her and reach out to pat her head. 

"Oh, you'll be ok. Just make sure to schedule your next appointment for tomorrow. Ok, sweetheart?"

"Ok, daddy."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

I make sure she gets to her car safely. Once she leaves I stay in my office for a few minutes. Eventually, I leave the office knowing full well I'm going to get her pregnant. As much as I was being so unprofessional, I feel so thrilled that I got myself a baby momma now.

#fanfic request #elvis fandom #dr. carpenter #ecu fanfiction #tw sex mention #tw unprotected sex #cw unethical relationships #tw daddy kink #tw virginity loss #reader is an adult

[madfantheyinablueblog]

Chibnall: I'm gonna make the Morbius Doctors canon and even reference Lungbarrow in New Who! The VNAs are canon everyone!

RTD: ...

Chibnall: ...

RTD, clicking a random article on the Doctor Who Wiki: Hold my beer-

#i can't believe the mad men actually did it #at least it wasn't like. one of the more /fucked up/ articles #i certainly had none of this on my 2020s bingo card l #and yet here we are #doctor who #dw #doctor who eu #dweu #doctor who extended universe #doctor who expanded universe #doctor who books #doctor who comics #vnas #virgin new adventures #russell t davies #chris chibnall #alcohol mention tw #alcohol mention cw #shitpost #meme

[driedflowers161]

#fake bl00d #fake everything #aesthetic #red aesthetic #cw bl00d #bl00d mention #tw bl0od #dark aesthetic #girl aesthetic #girlblogging #sh relapse #coqette #floral #the virgin suicides

[martwypiesek]

chyba sobie kupię te spodenki co myślisz?

"no na te to masz za grubą dupę haha"

mogę się pożegnać z spodenkami w te wakacje dzięki:)

#blogi motylkowe #chude jest piękne #aż do kości #bede motylkiem #motylki any #chudzinki #chce widziec swoje kosci #az do kosci #jestem motylkiem #kosciotrup #gruba szmata #grubaska #nie chce być gruba #disordered eating mention #lekka jak motyl #tw disordered eating #tw sui ideation #the virgin suicides #self destruction #thinspø #sweets #chcę widzieć swoje kości #nie jestem glodna #nie bede jesc #dieta motylkowa #ana trigger #ana meal #ana e mia #thin$po #i want to ⭐️ve

[akindplace]

I hope you will feel better soon!

I have a situation that I want to talk about and I would like an opinion from a stranger. I want to start dating again. 5 years ago, it was the last time I did it. I stopped for personal reasons and because of covid. The thing is that I am looking for a commitment, serious relationship and I think most of men aren't looking for that. I am 29F and I am virgin. It has nothing to do with religion (atheist) but it's because I wanted to happen in a relationship, with someone I know well, I feel comfortable, safe and have feelings for him. I am very romantic. But I never had a relationship.

I went on dates with few men but my virginity was an issue with the one (I appreciated that he was honest and told me with kind way and I was okay with that), the other told me that he can wait until I am ready and I was so happy for that but on our next date he was always talking about sex and he was trying to touch me inappropriate. The other one, made me feel bad about my appearance (my pixie hair, my body because I am skinny) and said that I was ugly. I am not the pretiest woman, I think I am average but that doesn't mean that he can say that.

So now, I don't know if it's worth it to try dating again. My friends said that it's not a big deal and I should just do it (dating and sex). It's not so important. But for me it is... I wonder if they are right...

Let me know what you think and maybe other people who read it too.

Thank you ❤

Honestly, I think you should start dating again. As it is something that is important to you, try taking things slow, with a person that respects your boundaries regarding sex. If they turn out to just want something casual that you’re not interested in, move on. It might take a while to find the right person to lose your virginity with, but it will be for the best since it matters to you. You deserve to have sex with someone who is understanding instead of rushing it to get it over with.

I hope your future dates go well should you choose to go on them and that you find someone who is respectful and treats you so much better than those other guys. That should have never happened and I can see why what they did would put anyone cautions of dating again.

#answered #tw sex mention #tw virginity loss

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[sheloveshersunglassesafterdark]

Well I *really* don't like that the "hymen" is named after the Greek god of the WEDDING FEAST. 🤮🤢🤮🤢🤮

#biology #why biology why #tw vent #tw hymen #hymen mention #tw hymen mention #hymen #greek mythology #greek myth memes #virginity is fake

[spaghetti-chronicles]

You know what? I'm just going to be blunt with this. If you were sexually abused in any way you're allowed to say you're a virgin and you don't have to tell anyone about your history with abuse. Even if you have an STI, you still don't have to tell anyone that you contracted it through assault.

Your worth is not determined by the concept of virginity

#I recently watched a video where a handful of ace peeps were interviewed and one person went off about how theyre not a virgin anymore #because they were abused which is saddening and bs because virginity is a social construct #your worth is not determined by the concept of virginity #its literally just a concept and thats it #tw sa #cw sa mention #tw abuse #cw abuse

[battynights]

Fic Update

My NSFW X Reader has been updated today!

Next up on the monster list is Finis. I call him a teeth monster cuz I'm so creative with names :P

Judge x Reader

Purgatory monster takes your virginity.

This one is a bit sad since it talks about some family issues for the reader and stuff.

The link takes you to the full x reader on AO3. Below is the Judge chapter :)

Your car was in a worse shape for wear. Up the road, a tree was equally as damaged having cushioned your swerving out of control. But now you had no chance of getting where you needed. 

You cursed technology for making you rely on it. You had driven far enough out of your cellular range that your phone refused to pick up any kind of signal. In its absence, you tried using a paper map your parents nagged you to keep in your glove compartment, but you weren't sure where to start and it made the whole thing fairly moot.

It didn’t help that there was a very heavy and thick fog that was beginning to roll in. You huffed and pulled over, looking through your guidebooks and checking periodically for a signal.

It didn’t seem to be getting any better. Nothing gave you any indication of your location. You knew you were still in the state, but you couldn’t say much more than that. You sighed and pinched at your nose, sliding down in your seat and staring at the ceiling. You were getting fed up with all of this. Why were you even heading out here? You couldn’t remember why you bothered to take this trip. Did you even want to see your family? They couldn’t be bothered to ever come see you. You didn’t know why you tried anymore.

There were so many flags that you somehow ignored up until this point and you were regretting that decision. Sadly, there was no way for you to get back home. Not at this point. Judging by some of the signs you passed, there must be a town nearby. The coming storm brought far too much fog with it to allow you to see more than a couple feet ahead.

You basically rolled your car down the hill as slowly as you possibly could for fear of running into things. You were successful through most of it, but as the buildings of this town came into view, you also realized how barren and empty everything was. You were concerned by that. With no one here to help you out, you weren’t sure how you would be getting home.

The only safe thing you could think of was to sleep in your car for the night and hope the fog would go away. You struggled your way into the back seat and laid in a tight ball on the stiff cushions. You folded an arm under your head and attempted to rest… but you didn’t feel tired and this was intensely uncomfortable. You grumbled, sitting upright and looking out the window to the town once more.

“Whatever, maybe there’s a landline there.” You sighed.

You gathered your bag and your keys and wandered out to the small town. The buildings were boarded up and uninhabited. Some of the buildings crumbled, others had plants attempting to overtake them. You peered into the small openings and tried all the doors, but there was nothing you could see and nothing budged.

“Super… This is just fantastic…”

You ran your fingers over your scalp and folded your arms, leaning on one of the building walls to check your phone again. No bars. No internet. Nothing changed. You were honestly surprised your phone hadn’t shattered in that crash. 

“Where the hell am I?”

“You’re in purgatory.”

The newcomer’s voice startled you. Your whole body tensed and your grip tightened until your knuckles turned pale.

“Calm down. You are already dead. You will not hurt anymore.”

You felt as if you were going to faint. You clung to the wall behind you and shakily peered up at the massive creature towering over you. It was huge in all aspects. Arms, torso, h-helmet? You blinked and almost fell over, but the thing grabbed your shoulder to keep you upright. It was covered in scars and dirt. The rags it wore were tattered and covered in… what seemed to be dried blood. And it tried to assure you that you were safe? If it hadn’t said you were dead, you would absolutely assume you were having a nightmare.

Suddenly, you weren’t there anymore. You startled awake in a different location entirely, wrapped up in blankets and resting on a bed in one of the boarded up buildings. You blinked and slowly lifted off the pillow, closing the blankets around you as you sat in the bed and looked around.

“Uh… wh…” You whispered to yourself, clutching the blankets. The room appeared empty for a moment, but you found that thing in the doorway. It was entering the room as you awoke and seemed to notice you there despite its lack of eyes. You wondered how it got around at all like that, let alone see you.

“You collapsed.”

“I noticed…”

It approached the bed and stood over you once more. Its ability to speak despite lacking a visible mouth was extremely unnerving. The lack of eyes yet constant focus was even worse. Your gaze faltered and you tried to move away from it.

“There’s no need to fear me.” It said, sitting beside you in the bed. You preferred that. Standing made it seem so dangerous and unavoidable. You didn’t even know how you got here or what was going on. How you died and why you ended up in purgatory instead of literally anywhere else.

“That’s easy for you to say…” You grumbled. There was a short silence between you both.

“If I could remove my helmet, would that ease you?” It asked. You looked at the hooks that attached the helmet to its body and wondered how in the world it planned to do that. You shook your head. That would probably only make it worse. 

“Perhaps some way to refer to me, then?” It suggested.

“That might help.” You said. Giving anything a name usually makes it a little easier to understand. They thought quietly for a second before finally coming up with something to call themself.

“I am Judge.” It decided. An unconventional name for an unconventional creature. That makes sense. You nodded in acknowledgement and offered them your name. 

“I know who you are. I am also aware that you have had a lot of strife. Something within is unresolved which leaves you here in Purgatory.” They explained with a careful voice. The monotone they gave tried to keep you calm. You glanced aside. There were a lot of things you hadn’t yet had the chance to do. You only realized how little your family bothered to care about you in the end so you never had the chance to put your priorities in place. What could you do to make up for that here?

“I don’t know how to fix it…” You muttered.

“That is understandable. We can start small, then. What is something you have yet to do?” Judge asked, tilting their head down at you. You idly searched around the room while you mulled it over. There’s a couple things you haven’t had time to get to. You’ve been busy with work and events, you never had time to make connections with people. Your only friends were the same ones from highschool. Your duties kept you from experiencing most of life.

There were only, maybe, one or two things you could do here in Purgatory. You assumed there would be no way to just hop back onto the plane of the living to slap a couple people for all they’ve put you through. Though that would be more cathartic in your opinion.

“While relationships have never been a priority for me, I’ve never planned on dying a virgin. Kinda silly to think about here, but it’s all I can pinpoint right now. That doesn’t involve telling a lot of people off and specifically being alive, I guess.” You shrugged. Judge was surprised to hear that. The people that dropped into Purgatory normally just begged for their life back until Judge had to drag them away to the afterlife. You’ve been the most passive person in Purgatory so far.

“Are you sure that’s the first thing you want to resolve?” They asked. Looking Judge up and down, they filled all the criteria you needed. Masculine. Human…oid? They had a very nice body and, despite the visible dinginess, didn’t stink to high heaven. A low bar for some, sure. But you didn’t have much room to be picky and you could get past some of your discomfort with their appearance by understanding that they weren’t hostile. You rolled the thought in your mind a little longer and nodded.

“Yeah. I don’t see why not. I mean, I’m alright with moving on since I know the other things on my mind won’t have resolution.” You said as you shrugged. 

“Obviously, I’m chill with moving on without that, too. Like, it’s a weird request.” 

Judge was quiet for a moment. They were in no way prepared for someone so willing. Those so sure of their demise would be sent directly to their afterlife. You wouldn’t be here if you truly didn’t care about sticking around. You must be minimizing your feelings. That’s no good. But if that’s all you could think of then there was little Judge could do about it except indulging the idea.

“If that will help you move on, then we shall see it done.”

You looked up at them as they stood from the bed, removing themself from your level for a moment. They only wore the tattered robes on their hips that reached down to their ankles. But it hung sort of low on their waist and revealed the toned pelvic bones that gave you a small tingle. They turned to you, seemingly unsure of what actions to take next. You gave a faint, comforting smile, standing up with them and taking their hands. It seemed like Judge hadn’t done this before either. 

There was no one to take the lead then… no one knowledgeable enough with the correct course of action. So, you decided you would try leading. At the very least, you have watched romance movies and read books about it before. Though they usually fade to black before they get to the main course. You’ll have to riff a little through that part.

The two of you stood with your hands clasped. Silent and a little nervous. 

“These sorts of things usually start with a kiss, but uh… I’m not sure how to do that.” You muttered.

“Is that so? Well… How about this?” Judge leaned down and carefully let go of one of your hands, cupping your cheek and bringing you slowly closer to their face. There were no lips for you to meet, but the intimacy of this action made your eyes flutter shut anyways. You kissed the lukewarm metal. It was awkward and a little embarrassing. But it felt nice to have the palm against your cheek and the warmth of this large… intimidating person.

The intimidation didn’t bother you, though. You knew it was there, clearly evident in their form and function, but you felt it wasn’t for you. It just existed around you. It felt… good to have something so big and dangerous treat you so softly. Have you ever been treated so gently?

Judge pulled away from you and you stumbled slightly. You didn’t realize how much you were leaning on them until then. Lost in your own mind the whole time. You give a small laugh and hide your embarrassment by pulling your hair back out of the way. Judge brushed your bangs aside and let go of your other hand, sliding their hand along your side and resting it on your lower back. You stepped closer to them, your hands gravitating to their hips.

“That works.” You giggled softly. You could feel your face beginning to burn.

“What’s next?”

“In some of the things I’ve read, this is usually when the passion takes over and the couple would fall into bed and stuff.” You said. There was definitely a pull between you two. You didn’t want to move away and their arms slowly wrapped around your waist. It wasn’t as intense as you thought it would be. You wanted to be close to them but you didn’t want to pounce on them. You preferred this thoughtful, slow momentum. Hands carefully ghosting over each other, minds miles away. 

Judge hooked their hands on your pants, hesitating for permission before pulling them off you slowly and a bit awkwardly. You can feel your face burn as they start to pull your shirt up over your head. You catch their wrists before they can take it off completely and you shake your head.

“I’d like to keep that on…” You muttered.

“Then I’ll leave it alone.” They agreed without a problem. There was a pause between them, Judge looking you over for a moment with their trailing hand informing you where the gaze was lingering. It was your turn now, you supposed. You unlatched the belts holding up those tattered robes that hid their waist and was surprised at how easily they fell around them. Revealing the sensitivities Judge’s current body was equipped with. They were still flaccid, but they seemed a bit girthy with a scruff of coarse pubes.

Now both bare, Judge looked down at you for the next direction. You cleared your throat and glanced at their piece. You barely had to get down to reach it comfortably. Still, you sat on the bed and cleared your throat.

“Okay… Uhm… How’s this?” You said sheepishly, brushing your fingers over their piece. They didn’t have too much of a reaction to that. Yeah, you probably needed to do something a little more than that. You gripped it in your hand and started rubbing it. Judge stood stoic, but you could see their breath hitching while you tried out things you had seen. You stroked them at a steady pace, gauging their reactions in order to continue forward with anything new. You leaned down to kiss the tip and noticed them shudder at the action. You smiled, kissing it again and again, going down the shaft with your feathering kisses.

This felt pretty right. You wrapped your lips around the tip of the thickening organ and bobbed shallowly on it. You would try to take a lot of it in your mouth, but you had never done this before and you didn’t want to risk hurting yourself. Judge kept their hands to themself, not forcing your head down or keeping you from pulling away. You appreciated that a lot.

Judge groaned under breath. They put their arm over their shoulder to bury their helmet into their arm, as if trying not to show you how nervous they were. All that really did was flex some muscles and interest you some more.

You sucked on the tip, swirling your tongue around the head and rubbing the shaft a little faster now. Judge groaned without hiding it now. The piece got stiff, twitching a little once it finally reached its full size, veins pulsing up the length. You could feel it twitching in your hand and the feeling excited you.

Judge took your hands and guided you on top of them, laying back to become a bed of muscle for you to rest on. They were so broad and big that you had no way to keep your weight off of them, but they didn’t seem to mind you resting on them completely. You blinked down at them and grinned, your face turning unbearably hot.

Their hands rested on your hips, slowly inching around you until they had one hand on your lower back and the other tracing your slit. You whimpered softly, lowering your head against their chest and listening to the hollow breathing within them. Another reminder that they were inhuman. Their fingers traced up and down, seeming to be searching for the right thing to do. You reached down between your legs and guided their fingers to your clit.

“Try rubbing there. Lightly, don’t be too rough.” You urged. Judge made an affirmative noise that rattled your body. They rubbed in very slow circles, listening to your soft moans for approval. It made you feel a lot better that they were also unsure of what to do. To learn this together was nice. You had to push back the lamentation that this was your only chance to experience this.

Judge circled your clit and chuckled softly when your sounds became more desperate. They could feel you becoming wet. Sliding a finger between your lips to test your pussy. You gasped and gripped their meaty chest, biting your lip. It was a surprising feeling, their finger sliding inside suddenly. Just one, and yet it sent a shock all the way through you.

“Does it hurt?” They asked, retreating the digit.

“No… it was just a surprise. I think I want you to try putting your dick in.” You mumbled sheepishly. Judge nodded, taking your hips and pulling you down their torso until their tip pressed against you.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Go for it.”

Judge pulled once more, sliding their cock into your sheath with a low groan. It hurt a little. You had anticipated it hurting, but you expected something much more dramatic based on some of the things you read. This was nothing like that. It was an uncomfortable pressure of something inside you, a pain of an unknown feeling. They hilted themselves against you, looking down at you as you both settled and got used to the pressure. It dulled before long and you released a breath.

“Are you alright?” Judge asked, sighing, breath causing your hair to shift.

“Yeah… it’s alright.” You nodded. You shifted your weight in order to sit upright on top of them, hands on their chest to prop yourself up. You rolled your hips. Very slow at first. You groaned and grimaced, this thick length almost struggling to move through you. Gradually, it got easier for you to move. You could grind forward and back with more ease. Getting used to the girth inside. You started to moan.

Judge had been groaning all the while. Your focus prevented you from noticing it earlier, but their groans finally graced your ears. The groans filled the room. Loud and desperate. You could feel them throbbing more as you rocked on their cock. There was a tightness in your gut.

“Do you like it?” You asked between panting, attempting to pick up the pace. It was sort of hard to. You didn’t have the stamina to do more than this.

Judge couldn’t speak. They nodded and held your waist, helping you to reach the rhythm you wanted. Only a little faster and Judge was so pleased. They grew louder, arching a bit and tightening their hold on your waist. You were more pleased in their reaction than anything else. Reaching down, you rubbed your clit while you bounced on the cock. Panting. Sighing.

There were no thoughts in your head by the end of it. You lost track of how long you two had been going at it. All you can recall is Judge taking you by your waist and holding you in place to buck up wildly into you. You felt the echoes of their hips against yours even now. You were clinging to Judge’s chest. Their cock now out of your pussy. The warm gush of spunk leaking out of you sent shivers of pleasure up your spine. 

“Wh… ah…” You couldn’t find your words. Judge was breathless as well, petting your back and clearing their throat. Though they needed a moment to think as well.

“Is that what was holding you back?” Judge asked. You stroked his chest idly. You knew this meant you had to leave. It was nice. You were content. Though you were more reluctant to go now, you would comply. It was what you agreed to, after all. You nodded without a word. Judge understood. You two would lie comfortably together, holding each other, until you were ready to go.

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[miraclecherryblossomsblog]

Here to ask u about ur faves êwê

If I’m remembering correctly I think canonically Zoro barely ever showers LMAO. In a modern AU, how often do u think he showers? 👀. If u asked him, do you think he would learn the sword style where he has a fifth sword between his ass cheeks like the meme?

Do you think Hobie has pp piercings? 🍆. Do you think he plays other string instruments like acoustic guitar, ukulele, bass, etc.? What do u think his favorite food is? Is it a stereotypical British food like fish n chips or beans on toast? Lol

Snuggling u >:3 🫶🏾💟💟💟

THE QUESTIOMS PLS HXNDNDNFNFNNCFJFJFJMFMF

Zoro

1. Shower: doubt in modern au it would change tbh. Pretty sure it said he showers once a week LIKE THAT SO NASTY PLS 🤢

U bet ur ass he gets scolded by either nami or sanji (sometimes usopp too cuz TELL ME U WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO SMELL IT EWWWWWWW😫)

He lucky I adore his stinky butt 😧 💚

2. Sword style: THE ASS CHEECKS PLSHDNRJJ4IRMIRFIR4JRFIRFRF

Honestly I can see him thinking about it if were talking about pirate world cuz I mean...u never know lmao

I do think he would learn to use his feet! Like he would put the swords on his shoes and go slicing with them thighs 🙄

Hobie

1.🍆: Honestly I don't see why he wouldn't.

I mean...it just fits to him u know? And I know this man wouldn't tell u until yall getting spicy for the first time and then u see it like "??👁//v//👁????" And when he notices ur staring MF SMIRKS AND ASK IF U LIKE IT I CANT WITH HIM JJDNFJFJJRJJRJRJJ 😳😳😩😩😩💦💦💦

2. Instrument: I can see him playing bass as his second most used other his guitar and some drums too but not as often

3. Food: i have no idea what other foods they give over there but I think he doesn't have a favorite when it comes to snaking or lunch (mabey they tell us in the next movie who knows)

I can see him eating tortas with lots of meat idk why

SNUGGLING BACK LOVE MUAWH MUAWH 🤗😘😙😙😙😙😙😙💕💕💕💕💕

#tw food mention #tw suggestive #tw imply of virginity loss #purple💜 #cherry answer #weird- dere #dere chan :3 #hobie dobey #mosshead #also discord working btw #i can see hobie being more cleaner than him 💀

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