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jazeswhbhaven · 2 months

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That's What You Get When You Eat a Mandrake~ (Beel Butt L-Card Story: Ch.1) *React I*

-the bby

WE ARE LIVING IN AVISOS LATELY HUH?? Sure we got a healthy dose of our Hades bois, but there's been a lot of content with Avisos popping up lately and I'm like huh...it seems the fave locations are Gehenna and Avisos as opposed to Tartaros and Hades. Anyway this is the first node of the Beel booty story (hooray everyone that got it!) I would technically say this isn't spoilers unless you were unable to get the card then it's technically spoilers but everyone's seen it I assume but just in casseeee

LETS GO another two-parter...this time because there's a new boo I get to ramble about. Get yourself a snackkyyy snack and let's go ( ˘▽˘)っ♨

First we enter Dong-gyun that is at this gift store having his home-made butt shaped chocolates get wrapped professionally

Let me just say that Dong-gyun is a d o r a b l e. And I love him so much. For some reason he reminds me of Yoosung from MYMES and idk why when they clearly aren't the similar just the blonde hair lmao

Maybe it's the soft boi casual hoodie-wearing vibes I'm loving? Anyways

Poor bby was kicked out of the store for being a bit overbearing lol that and it's busy with everyone celebrating their first valentines day in Avisos because MC is also there (they truly do party for any reason it's great) Because they're out here making out, doing shit in the streets like this is wild lol

But DonBear (my nickname for him) made the chocolates for MC :)))) he has like a huge one-sided crush on them and I think that's just the cutest thing.

I also want to add that he's not one of the 72 either, he's just a regular day-to-day lower-level devil and I love that we get to see that. I wanna know how life is for devils who just are "there" ya know?? Like Nina for instance (RIP ;.;)

So he finds out where MC is at and he notices everyone and their mom (except for the 7 grandmothers, i wanna know more about that actually :o) are there with chocolates they have given MC. But he doesn't mind waiting in line.

I only wanted to add this screenshot because I'm crying, Minhyeok forever in the friendzone trenches because "friendship chocolates?????" free this man please.

Ahhh so our DonBear was able to to make it and he prepares to give his chocolates until....

First. Why

HOT???

I can imagine how his jaw had to unhinge unhumanly to eat that pile of chocolate and I'd just be like o__o oh

Second...girl...he gonna give you back that chocolate alright if you want (yes this is a poop joke. no i am not into that i just find it funny mc really sat there and asked for it back like you're either gonna get vomit or poop which one?)

The funny part tho is Beel is casually like "I already ate it tho"

Yes bby we know that. I'd like for you to replace it because you prefer to be childish and eat things that don't belong to you to show your dominance or whatever okay <3

See? See the fucking snark this one has?

>:P he's getting bitten

Leave DonBear alone D: at least let us eat our butt shaped chocolates he spent time making from scratch (also look at his face I'll protect you omg)

Beel.

Beel. Beel. You're going in time-out I swear. The naughty corner.

Sigh....maybe you'll be forgiven if you let DonBear make another batch of chocolates for me

AND this part? Where Beel fainted and is having some kind of episode???? I was like omfg it's whatever was in the chocolates isn't it? It's the damn mandrake stuff isn't it?

And our Avisos bois came to the rescue immediately because they thought it was some kind of attack. (it's really cool how they can sense stuff like this immediately)

So while everyone's trying to help Beel and figure out what's wrong with him and take him to the hospital and such (and dragging DonBear along because they suspect it's him that did it) we go into a flash back!!!

So Dong-hyung was hanging out and being the designated driver kinda friend (the one that stays sober and watches the others) but he doesn't really drink like that anyway so he doesn't mind babysitting.

LMAO so these two characters waltz into the bar and DonBear is kinda side-eyeing them because I mean I'm crying why is MC a clown? xD it makes me think of those memes again dammit

MC showing their ID at the bar 💀💀💀💀💀💀

anyways

So what's funny is that MC is me because they're drunk asf slurring and saying some shit and Beel is just thinking this is cute and just letting it happen such a bad influence... xD

ME coded.

Silly drunk clown bitch hours.

My ass would be laughing at everything and saying the floor is lavvvaaa Beel...the floor is lavvvaaaaaa carry meeeeee

So iirc MC ends up bumping into DonBear and he just knows how to handle the situation perfectly and this was after he realized that it was Beel and MC in disguise and not just two randos in the bar.

Beel gestured for him to come outside with them and he's fanboying about the situation and I find that entirely cute. He's a sweetie and I want good things for him.

DREAM ON DONG-HYUNG I BELIEVE IN YOUUUU????

even though we all pretty much know how this works though for the most part when it comes to who is the designated 72. Someone should draw him in the uniform though (throwing this idea out there)

LOL so he flopped MC on DonBear and is just like so this kind of night arouses angels...so hold MC for me in case I have to fight or something. And I'm just like oh dear...the poor bby is kinda struggling to carry MC are they that heavy? Lol

He's so determined. I love it

So here, DonBear is asking a lot of questions and one of them is if Bael and Beel are twins, and Beel is like yeah Bael would not like it if I said yes so I'll say no even if we are.

Beel your roundabout answer is killing me lmao

He....he....he almost came from being petted on the nape of his neck?????? *screams*

He's perfect for dry humping, and anything of the sort that doesn't involve penetration because he's so sensitive I love him. I could hug him and rub his back and he'd love it. (granted this means tho that this is only for his favorite person or the person he's crushing on this sounds like he wouldn't react this way to a stranger)

So Bael was getting onto Beel for MC being in this state and just going on and on and Beel is like "Well it's not like I could have just left MC there no way they're drunk :D" so gentlemanly like and Bael agrees that the devils in Avisos are gentleman (are they...? I would assume some aren't)

ANNDDD I've hit the limit my lovelies. (on screenshots allowed in said post) So we're gonna stop here until we get to the other post ^^ see you thereeeee

->Part Two<-

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sturniolodreamz · 5 months

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NSFW Alphabet - Matt Sturniolo

a/n - These are just my opinions, so if you don't agree, just be respectful please. And don't worry, I'm doing Chris next!

tags - @sturniol0z @ethereal-lovers @its-jennarose @angelic-sturniolos111

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

This man is the king of aftercare. I'm talking running a warm bath/shower or getting you some of his clothes to wear.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part on himself is probably his hands, because he knows his partner loves them. Matt is definitely a boob guy, so whether they are big or small he loves your boobs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His favorite way to cum is when you are in missionary and he can just pull out and cum on your stomach.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He would NEVER admit this to you, but he loves when you dom him.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's definitely not the most experienced before you, maybe 1-2 bodies max, but he still knows what hes doing. If he doesn't know something, he's not afraid to ask you to show him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He's a sucker for missionary. He loves to be able to kiss you and see your face while hes fucking you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's definitely down to have fun with things, but knows when the right moment is for jokes and when to stay serious. He would never want to hurt your feelings or make you think he's laughing at you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps it trimmed short to avoid any awkwardness, and it's his personal preference.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He's constantly telling you how much he loves you, he doesn't want to give off the impression that hes just using you for a quick fuck. He definitely likes to set the mood to make you feel special.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rarely masturbates, only if hes desperate and you're not around to help him. He would much rather have your hands on him than his own.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I feel like he gives off praise kink vibes, constantly wanting reassurance that he's doing a good job making you feel good. Other than that, hes not really a kinky guy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Definitely the bedroom. He likes to have privacy so he can take his time with you. He also likes to fuck you in the shower every once in a while.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Gentle kisses to his jaw and neck drive him crazy. He's also a sucker for subtle teasing, like when you rest your hand on his thigh and slowly move it higher and higher.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He's not into anything like degradation or impact play because hes so scared of hurting you, physically or emotionally. Also, he's not into anal. He loves your ass, but not being inside it. (lol)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He will never say no to a blowjob, but he loves making his girl feel good. Let's just say he's called Matt the Munch for a reason.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He can definitively do both, but he always makes sure to ask you how you want him before you do anything.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

If it's been a while and a quickie is the only opportunity you have, he will gladly take it, but he prefers to take his time with you, even if that means waiting a little longer.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He will try almost anything once, but only if you are okay with it and want it too.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

1-2 rounds max, he tends to get tired after he cums and just wants to cuddle.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He's not a fan of toys, both for himself and for you, because he doesn't like watching something that's not his dick make you feel good.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease you to a certain extent, but eventually he can't take it anymore and just wants his hands all over you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Definitely grunts and moans into your ear, but hes not crazy loud.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

On days when hes tired or just wants to mix it up, he loves watching you ride him, using his cock to make you feel good (and hes not afraid to tell you how much he likes it.)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's not huge, but the size is perfect for you. He's proportional in length and girth, just the right amount of everything to fill you up perfectly.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He has a higher sex drive, but also knows how to turn it off when it's not the right moment.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Give him a couple minutes, and he's out like a light (after he takes care of you first, of course.)

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amber-michaelson · 1 year

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hi can you make fluff alphabet for yandere Elijah mikaelson

Elijah Michaelson SFW Alphabet

Human Reader

A - Affection

He's not very affectionate in public but behind closed doors he likes to hug you from behind

B - Beginning

He's loved you from first sight and will love you till the end

C - Cuddling

He's not much of a cuddler

D - Domestic

He likes helping you around the house but he knows once your done you both have a nice relaxing bath together

E - Efforts

It's 50/50 for both of you

F - Fiance

He's more affectionate once you say yes

G - Gifts

He loves gifting you beautiful things especially lacy things 😏

H - Hugs

He likes hugging you from behind

I - Intimacy

He's romantic and would do anything you ask

J - Jokes

He's not much of a joker but he loves making you laugh

K - Kissing

He's a passionate kisser loves running thumb along your jaw

L - Little Ones

He wants kids so bad but can't till he takes the cure

N - Now And Then

He's much more affectionate then he was at the beginning

M - Mornings

He doesn't want you to leave the bed so he hugs you and growls everytime you move

O - Open

He only keeps a few things to himself but he's more open with you then his siblings

P - Patience

He's very patient with you and doesn't push you into anything

Q - Quizzes

He remembers everything about you and things you've told him

R - Remember

He remembers the night you said yes like it was yesterday

S - Security

He feels safe and secure when your around but there's always a feeling of unsafty because of his past

T - Takeout

He doesn't let you go near them

U - Ugly

His ugly habit is manipulating you

V - Vanity

He always wants to look his best for you

W - Whole

He feels like he's empty whenever your not around

X - Xtra

He likes doing everything and more for you and he loves doing xtra

Y - Yuck

He hates your male friends

Z - ZZZ

He likes with you both face each other when sleeping so when he's awake he can stare at you till morning

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jaybirdswriting · 8 months

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maybe prompts where the A feels insecure & B re-assures them (them already being a couple) <3

A: Character B is aggressively reassuring to Character A. They're the type to go "YOU'RE THE BEST. INCREDIBLE. THE LOVE OF MY LIFE." and Character A is going "OKAY! OKAY!"

B: Character A tells Character B they feel bad about themselves. Character B responds by giving them the saddest look they've ever seen, and hugging them so incredibly tight as they whisper reassurances over and over again.

C: Character B kisses all of the places Character A is insecure about.

D: Character B gives Character A a nickname thar directly contradicts their insecurities. (EX: Calling them "Gorgeous" when their biggest insecurity is there face.)

E: Character A wakes up one night with Character B gently trailing a finger down their jaw. When they ask what they're doing, they reply, "Sorry. You're just so beautiful."

F: When Character B learns the depths of Character A's insecurities, they make a huge list of all the things they love about their partner to give to them.

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G: Character A hides their insecurities under lock and key. That's why it shocks them when Character B directly compliments something they're insecure about.

H: Character B fondly calls Character A their "perfect (something)" (Examples: My perfect rose. My perfect gem. My perfect darling.)

I: Character A has always thought poorly of themselves. That's why it shocked them so much when they overheard Character A talking so highly about them to friends/family.

J: Character B proudly introduces Character A as their partner.

K: Character B not only reassures them, but is heavily encouraging of them to seek therapy.

L: When someone insults Character A's insecurities, Character B is the first person to jump to their defense.

M: Character B has a running joke that if Character A were a celebrity they'd be their biggest fan. Because everything about them is so wonderful.

N: Character B takes nonstop pictures of Character A because they find them so gorgeous. Character A is so shocked and flustered when they find out.

O: Character B has a chance to change Character A through magical means. They choose not to because they think Character A is perfect the way they are.

P: Character B shocks Character A by saying "I wish I was (trait they don't think they have.) like you." with a very genuine grin.

Q: Character A asks Character B how they would describe them. Without hesitation Character B responds with "Talented!"

R: Character B has a hard time fully grasping A's insecurities because they think so highly of them. In a weird way it's very reassuring on it's own.

S: Character B draws Character A and Character A realizes how beautiful they see them.

T: Character B is always there to listen and reassure if Character A needs to talk about their insecurities.

U: Character A is good at telling when people are lying. When Character B compliments them, they can tell that they're being nothing but truthful.

V: Character A can see how Character B's jaw drops whenever they entire the room. Their repeated reaction is a deep reassurance.

W: Character B always loudly acknowledges when Character A does a good job. They want them to understand how proud of them they are.

X: A very drunk/tired/under a truth serum Character B tells Character A that they think they're perfect.

Y: Character B is very full of themself. When Character A admits that they're insecure, Character B responds with "What?! But I am the most wonderful person alive and I assure you we're in the same league."

Z: Character B doesn't need to speak to reassure Character A. All they need to do is look at them with that loving look swirling in their eyes.

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vivi-in-the-sky-with-diamonds · 1 year

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George's SFW Alphabet

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Like I said last post, I am so sorry for my absence. Again, mental health said, "no post today lol" and I couldn't argue with that. Anyway, this is the second post for today, and the third in the SFW Alphabet series. Sequel to this post.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

The ever-stoic George is actually much more affectionate than he appears. Loves holding hands.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

I imagine you and George have been friends since school. A lot of your time is spent trying new foods together.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

George is very middle ground on cuddling. Sometimes, getting into a comfortable position can just be too much, but other times, it doesn’t matter to him. Likes to “cradle” you.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Quite keen on settling down. Not so much as certain other Beatles, but definitely more than John. I have an image of George in a maid dress with a feather duster in my mind.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Would break the news extremely gently. Gives them a goodbye kiss on the top of the head.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Keen on the idea of marriage. One of the most likely people to suggest elopement.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Gentler than one would expect. Very in touch with your and his feelings.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

George enjoys hugs, to a degree. He’s not always keen on super tight hugs, unless the mood calls for it.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Says it quite quickly, probably on the third date. He’s sort of joking at first, but at some point, you both realize he means it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

I don’t imagine George as the jealous type. He might have qualms over certain things, but usually he just keeps quiet and lets you handle it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Teeth are usually involved in George’s kisses. He loves biting your lip, ever so slightly. Loves to be kissed on his jaw and shoulders.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Again, quite middle ground. He’s not always quite sure what to do with them.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Most mornings are lazy. George tends to sleep late, and that habit eventually rubs off on you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

George’s late nights are the reason for his late awakenings every morning. Usually likes to dance or watch telly in the evenings.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Similarly to John, he’s quite closed. He might eventually open up slightly, but there are things he would never say.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

I’m not really sure on this one. On one hand, I can see George with a fuse similar in length to John’s. On the other, I see him as extremely patient. Choose your own adventure?

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

George tends to remember big things more easily, but does remember a few random little things.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The first time you kissed, or when you finally said “I love you”.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Overprotective to the max, almost more than John. Doesn’t like to keep weapons but will bite and punch.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

George puts a good amount of effort into everything he does. You’ll never catch him half-assing anything.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Smokes like a chimney. Also leaves crumbs in the bed.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Like most things, George is middle ground on this too. Always makes sure he looks tidy before going out, but not one to spend several hours on an outfit.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Definitely. I mean, he has his days where he’d rather be the only person in existence, but who doesn’t?

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

George actually doesn’t like nicknames. You and the lads are the only ones he’s okay with using them.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

George is not particularly fond of some bland food.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Medium sleeper. Some loud noises wake him up, but quieter sounds don’t. Has never heard of wearing a shirt to bed.

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levmada · 2 years

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For your event can I suggest college AU with professor Levi and student reader? Smut prompts 34 and 128 🥵 congrats on your well deserved 1k!

WHEN I SAW U PICKED THESE TOGETHER MY JAW D R O P P E D. i also think this is the first event request i ever received and for that i am SORRY!!!!😭😭i’m so late

reader is 23 and levi is 26 btw. i didn’t wanna make them a student bc that’s weird imo

content/warnings: Professor!Levi, Assistant!Reader, some exhibitionism, seducing Levi, established relationship.

wc: ~.9k

After the last class of the day has filed out, the only sound in the auditorium is shuffling papers and the clack of keys on your keyboard... but the silence is piercing.

Even as Levi sips from his mug of tea, a staunch glare twists his pretty features. You're reluctant to break his focus, but he's been so stressed for however many consecutive days now that you're not only concerned for him, but his students.

Professor Ackerman induces a certain fear in whoever takes his class, and to first-years he's a boogyman. That would be funny if it hasn't been a little true lately.

He's been bitchy. Finals are coming up. You've long-since connected the dots.

You send him a little sidelong look from your small table, and at his long desk, shaped like a half-circle, he immediately notices. The mahogany that it's made of isn't even visible under a mess of papers, folders, and his computer.

Levi, in a mess.

"What is it?" he snips. "I'm in the middle of this."

You toil with the hems of your skirt. At least you got his attention.

Without a reply, you swivel towards him, no longer squeezing your thighs together discreetly like you had through these last two periods, but parting them.

You sigh to catch his attention again, aching.

His eyes widen. "What're you doing."

While his voice his flat, he manages to sound absolutely scandalized. Only on rare occasions have you ever fucked in his own classroom; if he was caught, the consequences are obvious.

A thrill shoots through your belly.

"Encouraging you."

"Encouraging me?"

You deadpan, and spread your legs so your pleated skirt bunches up at your upper thighs.

His chest rises, because you might not be wearing any panties.

"You're stressed—and you can't deny it when Dr. Zoe flinched when they asked if you wanted some coffee this morning. Remember that?"

He is motionless, but there is a certain tell in his eyes. He's holding back.

"Coffee is disgusting," he argues weakly.

"Maybe you need a good fuck to take your mind off it."

As your palm rides up your thigh, sliding your skirt, Levi rubs a hand down his face and pointedly looks down at his desk. Those damned papers.

"I don't have time for this."

You pin your tongue between your teeth, and rise to your feet. As you step up behind him, you drawl, "You've been working so hard lately..."

Your hands settle on his shoulders, and Levi immediately hisses as you dig your fingertips in. They roll back.

It's not just because you've been purposefully working yourself up since lunch; this comes from a place of love. Levi seems to think that the more stressed he is, the more he draws himself thin, the better he is at his job.

Indisputably, no. And you don't much like to be snapped at, either.

"You're hard as a rock. You poor thing," you murmur.

Levi makes a sound, like a strained whimper-turned-groan, and abruptly shrugs you off. You think he's going to say no seriously this time until he stands, turns, and all but spins you around, taking you against his front. You both face his desk.

For a long, arduous moment, he just holds you, breathing harshly into your pulse point. You feel the moment his lashes flutter.

"You..."

You take his hand with a soft squeeze, and guide it downward. "Me? This is about you."

He huffs. "No. I missed. You."

You heart jumps.

Hardness pinned to your backside—He's already hard?—strains as Levi gives in to your hand, and pushes his pointer through your soaked slit. He sighs. "I'm afraid... I can no longer remain professional."

You give him a look over your shoulder; a kiss to his nose. "No one's asking you to, Lev'."

An amused huff is breathed against your neck. His eyes float closed as his finger runs up to your clit, and rolls around in circles. Around and around and around.

You whimper, jaw dropping open. "Please."

"So impatient.... Fuck, you're soaked." He kisses your neck, sinking in his teeth.

You're not sure if he means you, or him.

"Keep, keep going," you sigh.

"I got work to do. Papers to grade," he says, two fingers dipping into your cunt. "But you're getting so tight."

He withdraws them and holds them up slightly for you. Scissoring them displays sticky strings of cum connecting his fingers.

"Can you even wait till we're in the car?"

You scoff softly and lean back against the strong frame behind you, pelting off heat, and the fucking rock pressed to your ass.

"I'm not the one who's hard," you say. "How d'you plan to hide that? Maybe we should fuck once or twice, and save the car for later."

His breathing has grown deep. Palms kneed your plush tits, rolling your nipples firmly under his thumbs.

"When did you start getting so fucking cute with me?" he snips, and squeezes.

"I was always cute," you moan. His muscles turn rigid. "You just started letting me get away with it."

He groans. "Bend over and spread your legs. 'Relieve my stress'."

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distortedclouds · 1 year

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annie leonhart (of course) or maybe aruani in general

For a change from the other asks, I'll do Annie. And since this is the entire list, i wanna challenge myself to keep my answers brief

Also this makes a good reference point for more detailed asks

A = Aftercare | How do they take care of their partner after a session? How do they prefer to be taken care of?

Naked-cuddles and light praise (though she won't admit it)

B = Bondage | Do they like to be tied up or do the tying? Do they like rope, handcuffs or something else?

Rope (only on occasion). Held down (Yes!)

C = Collar | Do they like collars? Leashes? Or other symbols of ownership?

Not on herself. Likes leaving marks on Armin

D = Dominance | Are they more of a Dominant or a submissive? Switch?

85% bottom 15% switch

E = Edgeplay | How do they feel about edgeplay?

Not into danger. Though total trust is there

F = Feelings | How do they feel about their kinks? Do they make them feel euphoric, safe, shameful, etc?

Shameful then safe (over time)

G = Garments | Do they have any particular clothing kinks? (Thigh highs, leather, lingerie, costumes, etc…)

Rolled up sleeves and band rings

H = Heated | How do they feel about angry sex? Hate sex?

Leaves her drained if directed at her

I = Importance | How important are their kinks to them? Would they be satisfied with a partner who doesn’t share them?

Not a deal breaker

J = Just Kidding | How do they handle discussing or confessing their kinks?

Deny, deny, deny!

K = Kinks | What are their kinks?

Praise, semi-clothed sex, and submission of control

L = Limits | What are their soft and hard limits?

Soft: sensory deprivation (takes a shitton of trust)

Hard: degradation

M = Masturbation | Would they ever masturbate with a partner?

Yes!

N = Noise | What sort of things do they say? What sounds do they make?

Very loud and whines a lot

O = Orgies | Have they or would they ever have sex with multiple partners?

Not really

P = Porn | Do they like porn? Would they ever make a video with their partner?

Canon-verse: wouldn't mind a couple of pictures

Q = Questions | How curious are they about other kinks? Do they have some they’d like to explore?

Shame of her wants and desires is strong

R = Roleplay | Do they enjoy roleplaying?

Somewhat

S = Safeword | What is their safeword? What do they do when the safeword gets called?

The usual: no and stop. Nothing requiring actual safewords.

T = Tickling | Do they like sensory play? What kind?

Some heat play (cold fingers, rings, or ice)

U = Undermined | How do they handle brats? Are they the brat?

One of the few occasions Annie tops

V = Vengeance | Tell us about their punishments - the ones they give or take.

Receiving: either overstimulation or edging

W = Whipping | Do they like impact play? What kinds?

Generally rough sex with a solid grip on hair, hand around jaw or neck, mild ass/cunt slapping (it's a whole other question whether Armin will do it)

X = X-Tra | What’s another kinky fun fact about them?

Surprisingly low stamina for sex (mostly mental) physically can keep going if he's gentle enough afterwards

Y = Yes, Sir | Do they identify with a title or role like Dom or Sir, or Slave or Kitten?

I can see the appeal of "kitten" on occasion. ("Daddy kink" is purely a joke in my book)

Z = Zzz… | Would they ever participate in sleep play with their partner?

Full on sex, no

Waking up to it/waking up the other: yes

#ask #anon #aruani #not sfw #headcanon #annie

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softwarmboy · 1 year

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So I stayed up late to finish The Last of Us Part One (I burned through so much of the game over my weekend) and now I’m having the internal debate on Joel’s choice at the end of the game

Also, side note, I didn’t realize just how much he lies to Ellie at the end either?? My jaw, D R O P P E D. I could never understand, when I saw TikTok’s of how they are in Part 2, how she could be so mad at him after everything they went through. But now after hearing most of that (I had to skip after a certain point cuz I just, couldn’t listen to it anymore) I hate to say it but I really can’t blame her- I’d be furious too

But I also get WHY he chose what he did, I don’t agree with him lying about it, but I understand why he made that choice

#personal #it me #the last of us part 1 ps5 #i keep going back and forth #about what I think I would have done

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strywoven-moved · 2 years

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@theydefy asked : ❝ i didn’t know you had it in you . i liked it . ❞ // periss to dyn :3

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

All has again fallen SILENT & STILL , the memory of battle wounded into the sands like scatterings of a story no-one involved felt inclined to repeat ( & as was part of the ritual , whatever happens out here beyond the boundary of the homestead , stays beyond the boundary of the homestead ) . A cold wind graces the dunes , carrying away the stains of it , whisking it off in swirling , glittering grains tinged crimson. Dyn’lo looks on , watches the desert CLEANSE HERSELF of the disgrace he and his fellow have just committed ( not the first , he knows , nor the last ) . The chill of the night seems to press its hands to his heated face , leaving a whisper in the mind of the son who so readily listens to the call : you are victorious , savor your strength , you will need it in time— Another unknowable prophecy. Another reminder of his place in the reckoning ( a place he still doubts ) . The Dustling lets the feeling come and go , his voice rising to tease the fleeing sensation ‘fore he stops himself , “I will … I w i l l .” An affirmation he will assuredly abide.

Long has it been since SAVAGERY outweighed the essence of intelligence. And ever the more rational of his peers , it is not like Dyn’lo to be so r e c k l e s s ; but he is also never one to turn down a challenge where probability weighs heavily in his favor ( did he not warn the young hunter ? did he not make himself clear enough ? ) . This , a strange thing that possesses him— The realization , the momentous UNDERSTANDING , that all creatures are thus imbued with this sense of viciousness. And he was surely no different ( there was violence living in him ) .

Gaze follows after the Hunter being carried off by his fellows. Dyn’lo is left to wonder if , even all the way out here in the area where these duels are held ( always in secret , always off-grounds to preserve the honor of those involved ) , anyone back in the homestead perhaps heard the Hunter’s SCREAM OF PAIN when Dyn’lo shattered the other’s leg in his jaws ? It’s possible , he knows , but he hopes not regardless.

Blood leaks from half-parted maw , the excited heave of his heart slowing into its more steadied rhythm. Head turns at the sound of Periss’ voice , the tone of which earns a p r i d e f u l display of sanguine-smeared teeth , tongue gliding over the dangerous points in APPRECIATION for what he’s just done. “We Dustling , like you Gelfling,” He says , smile still remaining as he collects his silk and necklace from the other’s arms , returning them to his person. “Have our own fair share of secrets.” Head cocks towards the now-distant forms barely visible ‘gainst the night-dark dunes. “Putting someone in their place is natural , isn’t it ?” Asks although he knows the answer ( at least , he has come to his own conclusion & figured himself in the right ) . Fixing his silk , he gestures for them to begin their journey back – not a long one , perhaps a mile. “You … LIKED seeing me that way , Periss ?” Dyn’lo questions with a chuckle. “I suppose that’s not surprising. Perhaps it would be fine to test my teeth on y o u sometime , hm ? I wager you might enjoy that , too.”

#❧ ━ ❝ OOC || maybe QUEUE really are just some forgotten story in the end || queue ❞ ━ ☙#❧ ━ ❝ ch. DYN’LO || answered ❞ ━ ☙#❧ ━ ❝ ch. DYN’LO || verse ii: TDC ❞ ━ ☙#theydefy #theydefy || periss #periss ngl #i think your boyfriend is a little #as the kids say #DERANGED #but like #lowkey #for the funnee haha

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deeeelightfuldee · 2 years

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A) What does the last text you sent say? And to whom? ”yea u will” to K. regarding starting this survey lol B) What does the last text you received say? And from whom? ”OK I’ll start on it” K. regarding starting this survey looooool. C) What time do you wake up most mornings? depends which wake up you’re referring to. i wake up around 2am-5am most days. then up up around 6:50 if it’s a gym morning or 7:30 otherwise. D) Are you afraid of walking alone at night? yeah. i didn’t used to be but these are different times and after my assault it’s just not the same. E) What do you do to relax at the end of a stressful day? i used to LOVE going on drives. that was my calm. but I can’t afford the gas prices so now i just go to my room pretty much. F) Where did your last kiss take place and with whom? it was with Z in my front hallway. G) Do/did you get into trouble a lot at school? no, never. I was a great student. H) Do you enjoy your job? If unemployed, are you content being so? im not content being unemployed because its really difficult to have no money. I really hope i figure this out asap. I) Do you often pick up on double entendres and innuendos? nope. i have a horrible knack of saying them and not even realizing lol J) Have you ever been offered drugs but declined? ummm maybe weed once but i don’t do any drugs. K) Have you ever met someone who has completely altered your way of thinking? yes L) Have you ever been offered drugs and accepted? no M) Tell us something weird that turns you on. jaw clenches, reserved physical affections, eyes for me only, personal inside jokes. N) When did someone last admit romantic or sexual feelings for you? Was the feeling mutual? sexual was yesterday. that was not mutual. romantic was this morning. unclear. O) What is something you have given a lot of thought to lately? school P) When did you last swallow your beliefs to avoid an argument or confrontation? I don’t believe people need to be in-your-face with beliefs all the time. I am non confrontational until pushed and i despise sharing my beliefs in MOST things with pretty much anybody unless i genuinely respect their conversational methods. Q) Do you usually initiate hugs? half the time probably R) Are you a very affectionate person? i can be when i feel safe. S) Can you roll your own cigarettes? never tried, never intend on trying. T) What are you looking forward to? being in school, having money, the air conditioning being turned on.

U) Do you have any tattoos. Do you want any/more? I do not. I doubt it, i kind of like my skin being clear. V) Are you mentally strong? i think so. I tend to take on a LOT and don’t often feel a breaking point. W) Are you physically strong? depends on where. I have noticed a huge difference in my leg strength since working out. my arms are beginning to tone up but they aren’t necessarily strong yet. my shoulder is SO torn up and i really, genuinely believe that it needs surgery. so I can’t go ham on arms yet. X) Do you think you’re a good person? i think so. Y) Name one thing you wish you could change about your life right now. i would like to have money. maybe my own place? tho i love my home. I would love to be a momma. be married. be in school. Z) What do you usually eat for breakfast? i often skip it. pretty much the only times i dont is when K provides it.

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that1fanficwriter · 2 years

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can I request a fluff alphabet with Riff please !!🤍

Oh my god, yes! I haven’t done an alphabet in ages! Now, without further ado:

Fluff Alphabet: Riff❤️

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

He likes that you can control the Jets and that they respect you more than they respect him.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

He isn’t opposed to the idea of a family but he’s very worried that he wouldn’t be able to support a family or that his kids would turn out like him.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

He always hold you as close as he can because nothing has every been permanent in his life besides the Jets. He’s afraid that you might disappear on him and he doesn’t want to lose a moment with you.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Very simple, most of the time you either just walk around or hangout at Doc’s. Sometimes you’ll go dancing or see a movie.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

You are my sky. Get it? Because he’s a Jet?

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

When he saw you from across the street he thought you were gorgeous. Then, some kid came up to you and was getting too friendly for your liking so you punched him right in the jaw. He liked that you were strong and could stand your ground so he went right over and asked you out.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Yes, he is simultaneously very gentle with you,because he doesn’t want to scare you off, and very protective, because he doesn’t want to let you go.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

He wants to hold your hand all of the time, it doesn’t matter how or when he just always wants to know that you’re going to be there for him.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

He thought you were stunning and independent so he knew he had to meet you.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Very rarely, once he feels more secure in your relationship he doesn’t worry about it but he’s always concerned someone will come along that can offer you a better life and you’ll leave him.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

He kisses with lots of passion and emotion; like it’s the last time he might ever kiss you. You initiated the first kiss. He had walked you home after your first date and you gave him a quick peck. Just as you turned to go inside he pulled you back and kissed you again but with renewed vigor.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

You did. He had just taken you out dancing and you had a wonderful time. It started to lightly drizzle on your way home. He even gave you his jacket to try and stay dry so when he dropped you off at your house you thought he looked so cute with his floppy hair that you couldn’t wait any longer to tell him you loved him.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

His favorite memory was when you first told him you loved him. (See also L)

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

He really wishes he could but he can’t.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Blue, because the day he first saw you, you were wearing a blue dress.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

He calls you dove or his dove because you bring peace to him and wherever you go.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Surprisingly enough, he really likes sitting and reading with you which doesn’t happen as much as he would like.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

He likes to go see a bunch of movies with you and then go out to dinner.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

He likes to just hold you and have you talk about something to distract him from what he’s feeling. Usually, you only talk for a few minutes before prompting him to talk about whatever is on his mind.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

He likes to hear you talk about anything and everything. Anything to distract him from what’s going on in his head.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

He likes when you hold him. No one was ever very affectionate with him so when you do he just melts.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

He’s obviously very proud of the Jets but he is even more proud of how amazing and independent his girlfriend is.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

It was really spontaneous. You didn’t think it was supposed to rain but when the movie ended it was only sprinkling so you decided to still meet up with the Jets at Doc’s. Right before you got there it started to rain harder and harder. You both were absolutely drenched and looked ridiculous. He looked at you standing in the rain with the sun setting in the background and he knew he wanted to be with you forever. So he asked you right outside of Doc’s and of course, you said yes.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

“Singin in the Rain” because that’s how he felt after you told him that you loved him. It’s eventually what spurred him to propose in the rain on the way to Doc’s.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

He wants to but he’s always so worried that you don’t want to be with him forever that he never brings it up until that one night when he finally popped the question. (See W)

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

Probably a dog. He wants that stereotypical “American dream” life that he never had growing up.

#riff x reader #wss #west side story #west side story 2021 #riff west side story #mike faist #riff wss #wss 2021 #mike faist x reader #mike faist imagines #imagine #imagines #x reader fanfiction #fanfics #riff imagine

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looooooooomis · 3 years

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F I N A L G I R L | S E V E N

You were his final girl. And there was no chance in hell that anyone or anything was going to mess that up.

p a r t s e v e n | b l o o d

masterlist here

pairing: Billy Loomis x f!reader word count: 6k warnings: s m u t (18 +!!!!!) lets just say this gif is a teaser as to what takes place in this chapter. major blood kink in this chapter. period play?? lmao sorry about it.

There was a shift after that weekend at Billy’s cabin, and you knew he felt it too.

It was never really that casual between you and Billy, that much you knew, but there was something that changed when the two of you got back to Woodsboro. There was something to be said about being able to openly show affection to the person you loved, to hold them and kiss them in public and you’d gotten that treatment in that little lakeside town. You felt like Billy’s actual girlfriend, not his plaything, not the bitch who was backstabbing her own best friend for a fucking boy, you were it.

And while Billy had always said that you were his girl, you hadn’t truly felt like you were until now.

Which was precisely what made tonight so fucking awkward.

Not only had you been coerced into going to the movies with the gang but, unbeknownst to you, Sid had taken it upon herself to fix you up on a blind date with one of Randy’s annoying friends from the video store.

Why had you agreed to this? You were a cold, calculating bitch behind the scenes when it came to fucking your best friend boyfriend and yet saying ‘no thanks, I’m not up for it tonight’ was beyond you? Were you just plain stupid or a closet masochist that thrived on dicey situations?

Either way, you’d never wanted to throw yourself into oncoming traffic more than you did tonight because not only were you trapped into an uncomfortable blind date with a guy you were fairly sure was frothing at the mouth at the idea of getting you alone in the car after all of this was said and done but you just so happened to be seated directly next to Billy.

You were smack dab in the middle of hell. Between a man you were fucking, a man you were disgustingly in love with and had just spent a weekend away with and a man you’d just met today but couldn’t stop playing handsy on your lap whenever he thought the others weren’t looking.

But Billy was always looking.

You knew that better than anyone. He had this innate sense of finding you in a crowded room. You could feel the weight of his brown eyes on you nearly every second of the day, soaking you up, taking every inch of you in, no matter who was around and tonight, as your ‘date’ smacked on his popcorn all the while feeling your thigh up any chance he could, Billy’s dept stare was tuned in and you knew it.

This had to have been karma. Karma for going away and having a beautiful weekend away with the guy you loved so wholly. The one whose girlfriend was on the other side of him with her pretty head on his stupid shoulder as you suffered in silence at just how fucking laughable this entire situation was.

“See that actress?” Your date, Anthony, whispered into your hear. He smelled like movie theatre butter. You wanted to scream. “Have you seen any of her other stuff?”

You were watching The Crucible and the actress in question was Winona Ryder. Everyone and their left nut had seen Winona Ryder in at least a dozen movies. Frowning, you blinked across at the man and blinked. “Yeah. I’m familiar with her work.”

Focusing ahead on the movie, you tried your damnedest to focus on what was going on but when you felt his slithery palm slide up your thigh, you were this close to pouring your Coke on his lap. Why the fuck had you agreed to this?

Pushing the man’s hand away as subtly as you could to avoid any unwanted attention from your friends, you bit down on the side of your mouth and heaved a quiet sigh. You deserved this. This was your punishment.

“She’s hot.” Your lovely date quipped, squeezing the area of your thigh just above your knee. “In that goth-girl next door kind of way.”

Was he getting off to Winona Ryder all the while coming on to you? Was he picturing Winona as he squeezed your thigh? You truly didn’t want to find out. Once again, you pushed his hand away and, this time, crossed your legs and leaned into the arm rest you were sharing with Billy.

The move was subtle, and you were barely even touching Billy but you needed to create a distance between yourself and Butter Fingers if it was the last thing you did.

With a subtle nudge to your arm, Billy’s eyes flickered towards you as his brows furrowed in question. The muscle in his jaw was pulsing in his cheek, that you could see even in the darkness of the movie theatre, and there was murder in his eyes as he sized up the man just over your shoulder. It was as though you could feel his blood pressure spike just looking at the guy and, as you held your breath, silently pleading with him not to make a scene that would undoubtedly give the two of you up, those brown eyes slowly found yours.

There was anger in his eyes, a palpable rage, but it was the look of pure despondency in his stare that made your own heart break. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. He wasn’t supposed to be holding hands with Sid and you weren’t meant to be dealing with the idiot to your right.

How it felt up at the cabin, the freedom of loving each other and holding each other and kissing each other in broad daylight was how it was supposed to be. How love was supposed to feel.

Not this.

You were both hiding in plain sight. Putting on a façade to your friends, to each other whilst in public, and it was in that moment, in the middle of a crowded theatre, looking at each other knowing there wasn’t a damn thing either of you could do about it, that you felt that pain so intensely that it was hard to breathe.

Tears burned behind your eyes and you hated yourself for it.

You weren’t going to cry. You refused to cry over a situation you were willingly putting yourself in. This entire thing could have been avoided had you had a stronger backbone here. You weren’t the victim in this scenario. That was Sid. Sid was the one completely getting fucked over in this situation, not you. You had no damn right to feel this shitty because you were doing it to yourself.

This was just the high of the weekend wearing off and reality settling in. Until circumstances changed, this was your norm.

Swallowing back your nerves, it was all you could do to give Billy a small, barely-there smile before focusing ahead on the movie.

“I’m going to grab us another Coke,” you heard Billy say to Sidney. “Anyone want anything?”

“More popcorn,” Stu waggled his empty bag. “Maybe some Milk Duds, man.”

“Candy.” Tatum mumbled, not taking her eyes off of the screen. “Surprise me, I don’t care what kind.”

Billy nodded and took Stu’s money before he gently nudged you. “You want anything?”

You opened your mouth to speak but was cut off but Anthony. “You mind keeping it down, buddy?” He popped another handful of popcorn in his mouth. “We’re at the movies, not here for snacks.”

It was as though Billy’s wrath was physical as his dark eyes scraped over Anthony’s face. His mouth was pulled into a thin, hard line as Anthony’s pompousness sank in. Why couldn’t it be Randy beside you? Why had that dipshit agreed to take this asshole’s shift in order for you to go on a blind date with him? This entire fiasco could have been avoided had it been Randy.

“Yeah, I could use a drink.” You slinked out of your seat. “I’ll help you carry everything back.”

You didn’t wait for Billy as you marched down the aisle but, as you walked down the stairs and out of the theatre, you weren’t at all surprised to see him broody and annoyed as he followed you out.

“If anyone should be looking like that, it’s me,” you groused, falling in to step beside him as you made your way to the snack bar. “I’m stuck on a date with that asshole.”

“Don’t get me started on that,” he grumbled, grabbing his wallet out of his back pocket. “I told Sid to leave well enough alone, but she insisted.”

You hummed and lined up at the concession. “Lucky me.”

Again, you felt his stare before you actually lulled your head to the side to face him. Intense, searching eyes sweeping over your features in both concern and possible envy. “One word,” he muttered, stepping closer towards you. Too close. Not because you didn’t want him that close but because you were in public. Sid and Tatum and Stu and fucking Anthony were a stone’s throw away. “One word from you, baby, and I’ll take you home. Fuck that guy.”

You glowered across at him as though he’d grown a second head. “While I appreciate the sentiment, shit for brains, we’re in public right now. Your girlfriend could walk out any second and see or hear you.”

He seemed to mull over your words for a second but didn’t bother moving away from you. “Maybe I don’t care.”

“You do,” you rhymed off, shuffling closer to the front of the snack bar.

He ignored that. “Also, you’re my girlfriend. Stop calling her that.”

This was not a conversation the two of you should have been having in the middle of a fucking movie theatre. Looking across at him, you raised your brows and blew out a puff of air through your lips. Trying to keep up with Billy’s rationale of staying with Sid to ensure he doesn’t hurt her any further after her mother’s death all the while being with you was giving you whiplash. You knew he loved you and, begrudgingly, you loved him right back. And, a part of you knew, that he was struggling with being back in the real world just as much as you were since coming home from the cabin.

But this was not how he should have been handling it. Not out in the open like this. Especially while you were on a triple date with your friends in a theatre down the hall.

“Billy,” you muttered quietly, ensuring no one was listening in, “please let’s talk about this later. Not here. Not now. Let’s just get the fucking concessions and go, okay?”

He licked his lips and you watched his brown eyes flitter down your face before briefly looking at your own lips. He wanted to kiss you and fuck, did you want to be kissed by him.

But that wasn’t the deal.

So, instead, you watched as he took a hesitant step away from you before nodding his head once. “Yeah, okay,” he agreed, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked down at his shoes. “Tonight.”

“Sure,” you smirked, “I mean, if I’m not with Anthony, that is.” You almost laughed at how wide his eyes got as you uttered those words. But, when he saw the playfulness in your stare, he visibly relaxed and rolled his eyes as you continued. “The way he’s been mowing down on his popcorn all night has me wet as hell, so I might be busy with him later.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled with a shake of his head. Then, he turned to you and gave you a crooked smile. One that almost made this horrific ordeal worth it. “You’re a real bitch when you want to be, you know that?”

“Yeah,” you laughed, nudging him with your elbow. “I’ve been told.”

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True to his word, Billy slipped in through your unlocked window a little after midnight that evening with a bag of stale licorice and a drink he’d swiped from the gas station on the way over to your house.

“We didn’t get our movie date.” Was his explanation as he popped The Lost Boys into your VCR and all but hopped in bed beside you. When you’d remained standing by your dresser, eyeing him with both curiosity and sheer happiness radiating off of your face, all you got was a confused look out of Billy before he patted your mattress. “You going to get that ass over here or what?”

So, naturally, you’d joined him.

And it took all of thirty-two minutes of watching the film for the two of you to end up pawing at one another as the tension of the day slowly peeled off of you with every layer of clothing the two of you tore off one another.

In no time, you were both stark naked on your bed as The Lost Boys played on without an audience. All Billy cared about watching was you. Watching you writhe and moan. He could watch you do just about anything, but it was that dreamy look you got on your face whenever he touched you that he had imprinted into his skull. It didn’t even have to be sexual. You just had a certain look whenever the two of you connected, one that he felt but managed to keep stowed away inside of him, but one you expressed. It was happiness.

Pure, unadulterated, bliss.

He knew you. Knew your body in and out, knew how to get you to come undone, knew what made you tick, what made you squirm.

You were muscle memory to him, at this point.

He knew you better than he knew himself.

Which is why, when you subtly stopped him from slipping his fingers inside of you, that Billy’s focus went to your ass. The only time you pushed his hand away after he’d spent minutes sucking and biting and focusing on those perfect tits, was when you were on your period.

So, he didn’t push it.

The two of you had fucked a few times whilst you were on it but you were deadest on limiting that to the lighter days. The very beginning or the end. Never in the middle. But god, did he want to experience the middle days.

You were so fucking horny when you were on your period and why you thought he’d give a shit about how much blood came out of you as the two of you fucked was beyond him.

So, he’d focus on your ass. Something that drove you to the brink of insanity and something that made him harder than anything.

But tonight, it wasn’t enough.

He needed all of you.

Ever since the cabin, he’d needed more of you in his life. It had become nearly impossible for him to show any iota of affection for Sid now that he’d had a taste of what life felt like with you at his side. You were his Final Girl. His everything, if he was being completely honest. And, while he knew he couldn’t open himself up to you to that extent, not yet, he needed you to feel that raging darkness inside of him. Not too much of it, but just enough to gauge your reaction.

If you could handle a shred of it, maybe he could share more of himself with you.

The darker parts.

His hands stilled as they trailed down your body and, as he hovered over you, he bit his lip and slowly drew tiny circles into your hips. “You’re on your period, right?”

You nodded, your lips swollen from the amount of kissing having gone on since popping the movie in. “Yeah, but it’s not a light day.”

He nodded in understanding as he bit his lip. “You think we could try it, anyway?”

Your eyebrows raised in mild amusement. “By not a light day, I mean its kind of heavy, Billy. It’d look like a crime scene in here.”

Billy made sure to keep his face stoic, but the idea of the two of you fucking whilst covered in blood was nearly enough to make him come on the spot.

“Aren’t you curious?” He asked, dipping his head down to lick your painfully hard nipple. “It’s got to feel so fucking good, right?”

You ran your fingers through his hair and sighed in contentment when he began to suck your tit again. “It’s messy, though.”

“Lucky for you,” he released your nipple and kissed the sensitive flesh of your breast. “I like messy.”

Your head flopped back against the pillow as you thought over his request. I did feel good, but did you want Billy to have to witness you cleaning up a fucking homicide scene once he was through with you?

Blowing out a quiet raspberry, you eyed him with mock suspicion before he gave you those goddamn puppy dog eyes. “Ugh,” you groaned with a laugh, “fine. Let me take this fucking tampon out and I’ll grab a towel to put underneath me because it is heavy, and you will be grossed out.”

Billy’s cock twitched as he watched you roll out of bed before disappearing in the bathroom. Within a few moments, he heard the toilet flush and the sink run before you re-emerged with a towel in hand.

He could watch you parade around like that all day. Naked, eyes hooded from desire, nipples and lips red from where his mouth had staked its claim.

You were perfect.

A vision.

You were fucking everything.

“I’ve been wanting to try this with you for a while.” He admitted, watching you carefully roll the towel onto the bed before perching your ass directly on top of it so as to avoid any potential leakage onto your sheets.

“I wish I could say I was shocked.” You teased, laying back down. Spreading your legs, he watched you slip a finger through your folds to tease your clit.

He swallowed as he watched you finger yourself. But then your words sank in and a panic settled in his chest as he swept his eyes up your body to meet your amused stare. “What’s that mean?”

You shrugged so casually as you continued the tirade on your own pussy. “All the scary movies we watch and stuff. You get hard as a rock if there’s a scene with a pretty girl and some blood.”

Billy froze. This was only supposed to be a peek inside of his darkness, not a full-blown window. But you didn’t seem all too fazed by it either, which confused him endlessly.

Rather than deny it, Billy hesitantly reached for your cunt to replace your fingers with his own. He didn’t delve inside of your pussy just yet, just circled your clit the way you’d been doing seconds prior. “And that doesn’t bother you?” He whispered, placing a kiss to the side of your neck.

“Nah,” you hummed, “we’ve all got our kinks, I guess.”

You released a quiet moan as he pinched your clit, but his eyes never left your face. He knew you were talking about blood in respect to the movies, but your casual tone still caught him off guard. There was no shame in it, no doubt. Just an honest to god shrug as he circled your clit with his middle finger.

Testing the waters, Billy slipped his fingers down your pussy so that his thumb coaxed your clit as he slipped two fingers inside of you. At first, it simply felt like you were soaked on account of all of the teasing and, maybe you were, but as he glanced down at the base of his fingers as he pulled them out of you, Billy nearly moaned.

Blood.

Your blood.

All over his fingers, pooling along the top of his palm.

Billy was fascinated. This wasn’t the first time he’d felt blood between his fingers, but not like this. When he’d killed Maureen Prescott, there was so much fucking blood that he’d been sick afterwards. He hadn’t expected that level of destruction but, after puking a few blocks away, he didn’t exactly shy away from it. He thought about it often, thought of the carnage that had surrounded him once he’d finished with Sidney’s mother, thought of the way the blood felt between his fingers, splayed and smattered across every inch of his body.

But this was euphoric.

Because he didn’t have to hurt anybody to feel that warmth on his palm. In fact, as he slowly slipped his fingers inside of your hot cunt, he was doing anything but. You were gyrating into his hand, unknowingly spreading your blood further and it was killing him. He was so fucking hard, too fucking hard, but he didn’t want to rush a damned thing.

He’d thought about this far too often for it to be over so soon.

“Fuck,” he whispered, slipping his hand out of your pussy just long enough to slowly spread your blood down your inner thigh. It left a fine red trail that he had every intention of lapping up in a few seconds if you were to allow it. “You feel so good, baby.”

He’d half expected you to make a comment about making a bigger mess than what your piddly little towel would allow but, as he slowly found your hooded eyes through the dim light of your bedroom, only hunger marred your pretty face.

Desire.

Intrigue.

Leaning in, Billy placed a small kiss to the apple of your cheek as his fingers continued to fuck you. “Does this feel good?”

“So good,” you rasped out, leaning your forehead against his as you bit your lip to swallow back a moan. Between your arousal and the blood, the natural lubrication that coated your pussy as he slowly pumped his fingers inside of you all the while rubbing your clit was killing you. “So fucking good, Billy.”

He smirked and quickened his pace on your clit just enough to drive you to madness as he bit down on your earlobe. His breath was hot against your cheek. “I want to taste you tonight.”

Though the promise of his tongue replacing his thumb enticed you, the fact that you were on day two and a half of your period was not a good plan. So why were you intrigued? A part of you wanted to see if he’d put his money where his mouth was but a much larger part of you wanted to see how feral Billy could get where you were concerned.

Torn, you pulled back and searched his eyes. “It’s going to be…messy, Billy.”

His dark chuckle was velvet against your skin. “I already told you,” he curled his fingers inside of you and admired the way your entire body twitched. “I like messy.”

He began to kiss his way down your body. You tried not to get lost in the feeling of his tongue swirling across every inch of your skin on his way down or the way his teeth nipped and bit at your stomach and hips as he positioned himself between your thighs. But mainly, you tried not to focus on how fucking bloody it was between your thighs because you knew that Billy wouldn’t be down there long on account of it.

“You don’t have to do this tonight, Billy,” you tried to reason, chest heaving in anticipation as he settled between your legs.

Something flashed across his face as he held your stare. For a second, you were almost sure he was going to back out and leave well enough alone, but then you watched as the bastard leaned into your pussy and raked his tongue from the base of your pussy right up to your bloodied mound.

He held your stare the entire time.

“I want you like this,” he assured you, yanking you further down the bed so that you were right at the edge. His voice was hoarse and breathy and as you chanced a look down at him through a pair of hooded, drowsy eyes, you watched him pump his cock with his free hand as he licked his lips. “I love you like this.”

You opened your mouth to respond but the words died in your throat when he buried his face between your thighs. You gasped at the contact but didn’t shy away from his touch for a single second as he slowly lapped at your core. With the one hand still gripping your hips, holding you firmly against his tongue, you knew there would be bruises where his fingers carved into your flesh, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. He was desperate to get you closer into his face and you were desperate to feel that perfect fucking tongue on your pussy.

It was as though he’d been possessed in those few moments. Billy couldn’t get enough of you on a good day but tasting you like this was enough to make Billy wild. Your pussy, the blood mixed with your slick, tasted so fucking good on his tongue. Burying his face further into your folds, he nuzzled at your clit and, now forgetting about his own pulsing cock, pulled you even closer.

Throwing your legs over his shoulders, Billy moaned into your pussy and bit down on your clit just enough to entice a moan that was probably a little too loud for your parents being home. But, he didn’t care. He refused to care in that instance.

All he wanted, all he cared about, was tasting as much of you as humanly possible before making you come on his tongue.

His name tore out of your throat as you gripped his hair between your fingers and pulled. You were being rougher than normal, and he fucking loved it. You were pulling on his hair and bucking into his mouth with such hunger that he could barely breathe but fuck he didn’t care. If this was how he was taken out, so be it.

“Baby,” you whined, voice low. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”

Your grip on his hair was vice-like as the veins in your neck swelled. With wild, laboured breaths, you found yourself bucking into his mouth as a white-hot orgasm rippled through your entire body. You moaned and groaned and cursed into the bed, but Billy’s mouth was relentless.

It wasn’t until he was absolutely sure you couldn’t take another second of torture, that he pulled away and allowed you to collapse back onto the bed. Your cheeks were flushed, and your lips were parted as you attempted to catch your breath. With a quiet chuckle, he kissed his way up your body, grinning against your skin as your legs continued to twitch.

He could feel your blood all over his chin and nose and as he licked it off, using his fingers to swipe at the areas his tongue couldn’t quite reach, Billy was coasting on a high that only you could provide.

“Oh, god,” you buried your face into the pillow with a quiet laugh as you moved to get off the bed. “Hang on, I’ll grab you a towel for your face.”

“No,” Billy shook his head and grabbed for your wrist. “I want to see it.”

You blinked and scraped your eyes along his bloodied face. Your nipples were still rock hard and your cunt was still pulsing on account of his tongue, but it was the look of pure ecstasy on his face that made you clench.

He was being serious.

“Come with me,” he hummed, slipping off of the bed to head towards the small bathroom attached to your room. His fingers threaded through yours as you both walked across your bedroom before flicking the light on.

The vision that he was met with made his cock twitch.

Your blood coated almost everything from his nose down his chin and as you stood beside him, looking at him through the mirror, still fully naked and still housing bloody handprints left behind from his busy hands coating the lower half of your body, Billy had never wanted to bury himself inside of you any more than he did right then and there.

He found your curious stare through the mirror. Your pretty eyes swept over the mess of blood left behind on account of you and as you turned to face him, he found himself hypnotized as you reached out to sweep his hair back and away from his forehead.

“Blood suits you,” you teased with a small smile. “Horrifically enough.”

He said nothing as those brown eyes soaked you in but as he stepped into you, cornering you against the sink counter, the look on his face said everything. He didn’t kiss you though. He seemed to hesitate, as though gauging if you’d kiss him whilst covered in your own menstrual blood. “Is this okay?”

“I don’t know.” You admitted almost sheepishly.

He nuzzled your neck and slipped his knee between your thighs to allow himself better access to your pussy. With his hand wrapped securely around his cock, he slipped the head of his dick along your folds and swallowed hard as he watched your blood coat the head of it. “Fuck,” he whispered as his forehead fell against your own. “You’re going to make me come before I’m even inside of you.”

You were watching his face as he once again slipped the head of his cock through your folds so it teased your clit. His eyes were so dark and there was so much desire in those warm eyes that it almost caught you off guard.

“You’re really into this,” you remarked quietly. When his eyes found yours, you could see blind panic cross over his face as he instinctually took a step away from you. You stopped him before he could think of stopping himself. “Hey,” you cooed, reaching out for his face. “I didn’t say it was a bad thing, relax.”

You felt the tension in his shoulders disperse as you played with the curls at the nape of his neck. “You’re too good for me,” he muttered, cradling your face. “You know that?”

“Oh, yeah,” you goaded with a smile. “I know.”

He barked out a quiet laugh and ground his hips into yours. “A smartass, too.”

You hummed as his hands slid down your body to hold you against the counter. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Anything.” Billy nipped at your neck.

You leaned back to allow him full access to your neck. “How did I taste?” Your words seemed to make him still as he slowly pulled back to search your eyes. “With the blood. How did it taste?”

The look on Billy’s face was primal as his grip on your hips tightened. Leaning in, he nudged your nose so that your lips were perfectly aligned with his. “Kiss me and find out.”

You weren’t sure at first, but as he closed the distance between you, you found yourself leaning into the kiss both curious and slightly mortified by the taste of your blood on his lips. It was strange and you weren’t sure if you liked it at first, if you were being honest. It was coppery and a little sticky and yet as he walked the two of you out of the bathroom and back towards your bed, you found yourself hungry for more.

With your fingers tangled through his hair you gave it a tug, garnering a low growl that rumbled in his throat as he continued on with the bruising kiss. When the back of his knees hit your bed, the two of you fell into a jumbled mess on your mattress, never once breaking for air as your tongues battled for dominance.

Expertly, knowing the way your body moved better than anyone, Billy moved you in such a way that he was sitting up in the middle of your bed as you straddled his lap. And as you lowered yourself onto his pulsing cock, the gruff low moan that tore out of his lips was enough to kill you.

His large hands splayed out across your back, guiding you further into his hungry mouth as your bleeding cunt teased him beyond belief. You were so wet and with every twist of your hips and every gentle moan, he was finding it harder and harder to concentrate on anything else besides just how fucking good you felt.

Digging your nails into his shoulders, blood slowly pooled in the wake of your crescent moon shaped nail markings. He hissed at the sensation and squeezed your tits rather roughly as he tried to stop himself from coming right then and there.

But then you lowered your lips onto his shoulders and he felt your hot tongue trace over every last cut and he almost lost it. There you were, with dried blood all over your chin and parts of your cheeks from having kissed him after going down on you, licking the blood that gathered along his shoulders.

He was in a state of euphoria.

“You are so fucking gorgeous.” He pushed out, revelling in the feel of how warm and wet your pussy felt.

Rather than say a word, all you did was bite down on the reddened area of his shoulder as you quickened your pace on his dick.

Drawing more blood.

Licking up more of his blood.

Something in him snapped to life in that instance. An almost ancient need bubbled to the surface as he held you there against him. Your tits bounced as you writhed on top of him and as he began to meet you halfway with violent, earth shattering thrusts, the outside world ceased to exist.

The sound of his balls hitting your sopping pussy combined with the sound of your wetness, both slick and blood, squelching all around the two of you was all that surrounded you as you whined out his name. You could barely breathe as he pounded into you, barely function.

“Billy, fuck, I—”

His mouth buried your words with another hungry kiss. You were both breathless and desperate to be as close to the other as humanly possible as you sat on your bed, fucking each other raw. His tongue slid along your bottom lip, gently tugging at it as his forehead fell against your own.

There was a shift after the cabin that you’d both felt inside of you, but there was a shift in the air tonight, as well. An unspoken trust, of sorts, that went beyond anything the two of you were prepared for.

His hips bucked into yours one final time before he came undone inside of you. A flood of warmth settled in your belly as he came and as his thumb continued to circle your clit, rubbing and pinching at it every step of the way, you soon followed suit.

With one last shaky pump, Billy held you there as he slowly pulled out of you. He kissed your lips, your cheek, down your neck, and along your shoulder before his eyes found yours once again.

His thumb skirted across the apple of your cheek. “You’re my girl,” he whispered, revelling in just how fucking gorgeous you looked in that instance. “You know that?”

“I do,” you affirmed, kissing him softly. “You’re helping me clean my fucking bedsheets in the morning,” you muttered, “do you know that?”

Despite everything, Billy found himself smiling across at you before glancing down at the bloody mess of your sheets. “Yeah,” he chuckled, “I do.”

“Good,” you gently smacked his cheek and crawled off of your bed towards the bathroom.

“Where you going?” He asked, watching your naked body pad out of the room.

“Shower,” you merely said before popping your head around the corner. “Care to join me?”

Billy was at your side within the blink of an eye.

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Take it like a good girl.

◡̈ 선우 // 김 선우

⁂ smut

⁂ warnings: enemies with benefits, hate sex, unprotected sex, degradation mixed with dirty praise (use of slut & whore), cursing, slapping, fingering (brief), use of pet name kitten, finger sucking (brief), cumming inside, no aftercare

⁂ dom! Tennis Player! Sunwoo x sub! Tennis Player! Fem. Reader

⁂ wc.: 1.7k

A/N: v much wrote this just for @yeostars. 😌

You barely dodge the tennis ball that came hurling towards your face with a shriek, dropping to the floor in shock. "Kim Sunwoo, are you out of your fucking mind?!"

The man just sneers and narrows his eyes. "Move your ass," He gestures with his Tennis racket, "I wanna finish this match"

You stand back up with a scoff and throw the tennis ball in the general direction of his head. "Fuck you, I'm leaving!"

Sunwoo catches the ball and clicks his tongue, silently watching as you angrily stomp away. "Hey, that means I win!"

"I don't give a flying fuck!" You hiss and show him the middle finger before entering the hallway that leads to the changing rooms.

Everything is quiet since the two of you are the last ones in the gym and the janitor won't arrive until eight. But then there are quick steps behind you.

You whip around, alarmed, but don't get to do so much as open your mouth before Sunwoo clasps his hand over it. "Quiet"

You furrow your brows and move to step back, but he moves fast, turns you around and pins you against a wall, chest first. "Ow! What the hell is wrong with you?!" You hiss and wiggle to get him to loosen his grip on your wrists.

"Shut up" He spits back and turns you back around, one hand on the column of your throat. "You've been so fucking cranky today. What's gotten your panties in a twist, huh?"

Your hands clench and unclench at your sides helplessly and you swallow, feeling hot when his lips pull into a smirk.

"Not so feisty now? How bad…" Sunwoo muses and moves closer, broad chest pushing against yours, "you had such a loud mouth back in the pitch"

"Shut the f-"

"Ah-ah ah…" He interrupts you, index finger pushing against your lips. "God you're such a little bitch, you know that? It makes me wanna fuck the attitude out of you so bad"

Your bottom lip quivers and you feel a rush of arousal head straight to your core at his words. "Get your filthy hands off of me, Kim Sunwoo"

He chuckles lowly, the tone sending a shiver down your spine and his grip on your throat tightens suddenly. He thrives off of the way your breath hitches and your hands immediately grasp his wrist. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You're just a needy little kitten who wants to get her cunt filled with a dick"

"S- Shut up" You whine, a weak attempt to conceal the desperate look on your face.

Because in fact, you just couldn't stop imagining Sunwoo fucking you senseless. All his grunts and groans during the match riled you up and made you lose your focus which ended you in this situation.

Sunwoo smirks with an evil glint in his eyes. "You didn't say no" He pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek for a second. "I bet the match made you ruin your panties. You think I wouldn't notice the way you'd rub your thighs? Oh kitten, you're so clueless"

"If you came here just to make fun of me, then leave me alone" You hiss and dig your fingernails into his arm. "You succeeded"

"Oh no silly" he snickers, his free hand moving to push some hair out of your face, "you caused a problem and you're going to fix it"

Right after he finishes speaking, he presses his hips against yours, making you feel his raging boner through his pants.

A moan slips past your lips and you bite your lip in embarrassment. Now you gave him what he wanted.

"Aww kitten, are you suddenly getting shy?" He mocks you, thumb pulling your lip free from your teeth. "Too bad no one else gets to see you like this, so desperate to get your tight little pussy stuffed"

You whimper and move your hips to grind against his, eliciting a deep groan out of him.

Immediate regret fills you though, when his free hand lands a light slap against your face. "This was your warning kitten. I won't go easy on whores like you" the same hand that smacked you now holds your jaw. "Your safe word is berry. I won't stop until I hear it, understand?"

Your heartbeat quickens and you nod, desperately needing relief.

Another slap is delivered to your face, this time with more force, but not too harsh either. "Use your fucking words, slut"

An almost pained whimper escapes your mouth and you hurriedly reply, "I- I understand!"

Sunwoo doesn't waste another second and attaches his lips to your neck, sucking dark marks into the sensitive skin and basking in your whimpers.

Your fingers dig into his shoulders and press your crotch against his again. "Fuck- Sunwoo please just fuck me!"

He bites down on the junction of your shoulder and neck, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. "You're so impatient, kitten" He clicks his tongue, "but you're lucky I'm as well"

Within seconds you're stripped of your pants and underwear and Sunwoo's fingers are teasing you. "Shit kitten, you're so wet for me"

"Shut up!" You fight back, but regret it a second later when he delivers a smack to your cunt.

"Be quiet, slut" He hisses and moves so his mouth is level with your ear. "The only sounds you'll be making are your pretty moans when I fill up your greedy pussy"

You involuntarily comply and instead just whine pitifully, aching for some relief.

Sunwoo coos in fake sympathy and pushes two of his lengthy fingers into your soaked pussy. "Damn kitten you're dripping… were you that desperate for my cock?"

You don't reply and he doesn't comment further on it, instead teasing you further, digits moving fast in and out of your cunt until he feels you clench around his fingers. "You won't cum just yet, kitten" He says, voice low and threatening as he pulls out his fingers and wipes them off on his pants carelessly. "Because I want you to do it on my dick"

Your eyes roll back when he pulls down his pants and underwear to free his leaking cock. "Shit Sunwoo you're so big-"

"Hush" He quiets you down with a cocky smirk, "I'll make it fit"

Another rush of arousal washes over you at his words and you clench around emptiness. "Please!"

Sunwoo chuckles and rubs the head of his cock against your soaked cunt, catching onto your entrance briefly, but not pushing in and making you whine. "Aww poor kitten, just want to get fucked like the slut you are, don't you? Want me to fuck you stupid and use you as a little cocksleeve, hm?"

A sob tears through the otherwise silent hall and the man chuckled darkly, getting off of your suffering. "Y- Yes I do! Please just- just fuck me already!"

"Mhm sure thing" He smirks again, licking his luscious lips and pushing his cock into your dripping entrance, ripping moans from both your mouths.

The stretch stung at first due to the lack of prepping, but it made you feel all the more full when he bottomed out, pelvis flush against yours. "You like that, whore? Like it when your tight little pussy gets stretched out by a big dick without any prep?" Sunwoo taunts, his lips sucking another mark into the skin of your throat and pulling back with a smack. "You love being used as a cum dump, don't you? Dirty little kitten"

You mewl in embarrassment, flustered with how easy he could read you. "F- fuck Sunwoo-"

"Mhm, did I allow you to speak? Be a good little kitten and take my cock like the slut you are" He hisses back, pushing two fingers into your mouth to shut you up briefly as he pulls his hips back, only to slam them against yours.

A high-pitched moan rips through your throat and you bite down slightly on his digits.

"Yeah that's right kitten, that's how you take it" He says with a smug undertone as he pulls out his fingers again, instead placing both hands on your waist. "Hold on tight kitten, this is gonna be a rough ride~"

Without question, your eyes widen and you quickly wrap your arms around his shoulders.

Not wasting another second, Sunwoo starts pounding into you roughly, pulling you up and down by your waist in sync with his thrusts. The slapping of his skin connecting with yours reverberates through the unoccupied hallway of the gym.

Sunwoo's grunts and raspy moans are right by your ear as he works you both towards your orgasm, his fingers all but digging into the flesh of your waist and surely leaving marks.

"A-Ah! Sunwoo, r- right there!" You cry out when he brushes against your g-spot, your body trembling at the overwhelming pleasure.

"Mh… Kitten are you gonna cum? Is my cock making you feel so good?"

"Y- Yes! Yes, your cock is so good!" is your almost immediate reply, fingernails digging into his back and surely leaving red scratch marks on his unblemished skin.

"Shit- I'm gonna cum, kitten" Sunwoo groans, hips stuttering slightly and pace faltering, "and you're gonna take all of it like the good whore you are"

You only manage to nod against his shoulder and breathe heavily when you feel yourself near the edge, the coil in your stomach snapping soon.

"Ughhh, fuck!" Sunwoo growls, bottoms out and grinds against you as his cum fills you up, sending you over the edge as well. You sob into his shoulder, the pleasure almost too much, but then he stops and you lean back against the wall.

Sunwoo sets you back down on your feet and clicks his tongue. "Look at you kitten, all fucked out and cunt messed up with my cum"

You whimper and slide down to the floor, too spent to shoot back a remark.

"It was fun while it lasted" He says and pulls his underwear and pants back up and in place. "I'll see you next week"

And then he turns around to enter the men's changing rooms and you're left in the hallway, pussy leaking of his cum and feeling tired.

"Fucking asshole…" You mumble under your breath as you gather your clothes to shower and leave, humiliation seeping into your bones.

You just fucked your greatest enemy and you enjoyed it.

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