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Hmm u can use 🧷 or 🎧 :)

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#📝: answers #🧷ㅡ angel

[jaehyunssi]

An Unwanted Love Story - l.jn

enemies to lovers ㅡ college romance ㅡ alleged fuckboy!jeno x female reader ㅡ age restrict: 15

Summary: You know what everyone says and warns about how much of a jerk Jeno is, but why the hell is he standing in front of your house now?

Lee Jeno isn’t the one and only man that you avoid in this big, big world.

Despite the fact that you’ve cursed over hundreds of men, he’s still the first guy you don’t want to talk to. Other than being the type of man who looks out for hugs in every single people he met, Jeno is always living in a world of today’s town talk where everyone guesses what kind of girl he slept with tonight. A player, a jackass, an attention seeking man, you were told. And even with thousands of warnings people told others, for some reason, they would somehow still find ways to hang out with the man just for the sake of how fun he is.

You don’t really know what kind of person he really is now, though. Even with how much of a recognition the man has recently, the first time you’ve met him was another type of story than what he surrounded with today. Meeting the man when you were still in high school, of course, made you remember who Jeno was. He was a smart boy, probably still as talkative as he used to, and you still remember the first time your friend ever introduced him to you. Too bad, you don’t really have the time to know him even when he tries to befriend you. If you can put the one to blame, it would be the final exam test that kept you studying for more than ten hours in your last year of highschool.

So, what are the odds that let the universe bring the two of you once again?

Seeing Jeno standing in front of you made it hard for you to hold your mouth close. He, himself, is surely different than what you remembered from him. You know you’ve always getting surrounded over the rumours about the man himself, but you didn’t expect that he would look like what people said. Like an angel who chose to build a hell, the undercut made him looked dangerous, yet the smile he shows felt like a warm greeting. Very gorgeous, yet very risky.

“Wow.” His arms are folded over his chest, leaving the luggage he brought stands by itself. “Look at you.” His eyes take time to observe your body, noticing how many changes you made over two years of not knowing about each other’s existence past highschool.

“So my brother lent his room to you?”

He lifts his shoulder, still smiling. “Want to blame your own brother for studying abroad? Don’t worry, I’m not that thrilled either.”

A quick grunt left your mouth. Quickly, you take your phone, texting hundreds of profanities to your brother for not warning you from who’s going to live with you for the next months. If you knew, you would’ve been in a better situation than this.

Looking at you being all annoyed by his existence, Jeno chuckles as he closes the door he opened when he got in to your (and your brother’s) place. “Come on, I’m not that bad.”

“Ha, right. Don’t teach me what’s bad and what’s not.”

“Relax. We’re just living at the same place, it’s not like we have to be friends or what.”

He’s not wrong for that. Maybe you were just overreacting, maybe you were just afraid of the rumours being right and you have to pretend that you’re okay that he’s going to bring bunch of women in your house every night. Not to mention that Jeno payed his way to live here, it would be rude of you to just kick him out just because you don’t really want to talk with him. Kicking yourself out would be a disadvantage and would be too much of an effort over a fuckboy.

Right. You can just pretend he doesn’t exist.

You sighed, finally accepting the fact that The Unwanted Jeno Lee is going to live with you for God knows how long. It’s going to be hard to deal with the fact that you’re basically roommates with the man who’s going to be the source of your migrains, but you would live. You would live.

The first night you spent with the man is unexpectedly harder than you thought. A view of Jeno unpacking the video games he brought as your first sight when you finally leave your room made you roll your eyes. Oh, the thought of hearing him shouting over some game character at midnight is already giving you headache.

After you walked your way to the kitchen, you took out the soft drink you bought from the fridge. Pouring it on your favorite mug as you shoves ice cubes inside as well. Even when you’re both are technically in the same room, none of you wants to speak to each other. You can see him glancing at you, but you chose to not hold any eye contact with the man.

“So…” Jeno chose to start. “Anything that I should know?” He asks without looking at you, hands are still busy arranging the video games to the rack standing beside the TV.

“Like what?”

“Like, maybe I should take out the trash or maybe you won’t like it if I play these masterpieces in the middle of the night?”

You lift your eyebrows. Clearly, you didn’t know that you’re living with a mind-reader as well. “Of course, you can do that.” You responded, finally finished preparing yourself to look at the man. “But, I need more than the house chores.”

Jeno turns his head, realizing that you’re already looking at him with such mischievous gaze.

“Don’t bring your girls here.”

He furrows his eyebrows. “I don’t fuck around.”

“Right, and birds swims. Look, Jeno, I’ve heard, okay? And I’m not looking forward in seeing strangers my roommates hook up with walking around at my place in the morning.”

He turns his head down, smiling underneath as he lifts his eyebrows, still not believing what he just heard. You can hear him laughing a little right after your sentence, but he suddenly has his eyes back at you. “Sure, whatever. I better not see boys either.”

For the rest of the night, you don’t see him around again. You wonder if you did something wrong, but after shaking your head, you gain your conscious back by realizing that it’s a good thing to not have him on your sight.

As much as you despise the idea of having a fuckboy in your place, after a week living with Jeno, you notice that it’s really not that hard as you thought it would be. In fact, you don’t really have to pretend he doesn’t live there since Jeno is either outside all day or doesn’t leave his room for 24 hours. What surprises you more everyday is how he actually helped with the house chores, and it was all done really well also. The only thing that is left for you to do there is to cook, and Jeno is always thankful for that.

You hate to admit, but he’s really not that bad of a roommate.

On one Saturday night, right when you’re about to go out with your friend at the nearest bar downtown, you found Jeno sleeping on the long couch in the living room, barely having anything to cover his body from the cold air. His hair is messy, and so is the resume papers on the carpet. He’s still a college student after all, and you know it’s hard for him as how hard it is for you. For a moment, you were intrigued to treat him like a real friend like putting on a blanket on top of his body. But, that can lead to things you don’t want to happen, can’t it?

“Silly.” You whispered under your breath before you find your way to the front door. But just when you’re on your half way there, Jeno seems to wake up from his sleep as you hear movements from the living room.

“(Y/n)?” He calls, voice is raspy. Turning your body to look at your roommate, you can see him yawning, already sitting on the couch. It’s sort of unfair that he’s still attractive when he literally just woke up. “You’re… dressed up.” He rubs one of his eyes a few times.

“I need liquor.”

“That’s bad for your body, you know?” He lifts one of his eyebrows, smiling as his eyes blink slowly.

You nod. “I’m gonna pretend I didn’t see those five cans of Monsters on the floor.”

He throws his hand on his forehead, letting little laughs falls from his lips. The act made him falls back right to the couch like how he slept earlier. “God, (y/n).”

You smiled, still standing as you hear him chuckles. That’s probably the first time you’ve ever heard his laugh, it was melodic, probably one of the nicest laugh you’ve ever heard from a man.

“You’re funny, you know that?” He adds.

“Not that much of a news to me.”

He sits up back, looking at you once more with a smile this time. “I like that about you.” He told you.

You tilt your head. “Not going to fall for that Lee Jeno…”

Before leaving your house, you could’ve sworn his eyes are still on you even when you’re closing the door. You begin to understand why he can get all the girls around still wanting to sleep with the man. You can’t deny how capable he is with words, not to mention how already good looking his face is.

But not you, you won’t fall for a jerk.

Entering the exam week made you and Jeno stays longer inside rather than hanging out with each other’s friends because both of you is studying under a prestigious college. Now that you’ve somehow built a better communication with the man you were avoiding before, you realize that the only thing that changes from him is his looks. Other than that, he’s still an academically committed student that spends their whole day studying.

Studying all day bored every students out and it applies to you and Jeno as well. In the middle of the week, you and Jeno chose to spend the rest of the night together by just talking. You chose to cook some pasta for both of you and ended up eating together at the dinner table. His feet sometimes hit you on purpose, and somehow a battle begin under the table. Without any plans, you became comfortable with his presence and so did he.

From one simple dinner that you both spent together, it sort of turning into a routine. Even when one of you is going out, somehow, both of you still find ways to eat together at night. Jeno would sometimes show up with a box of pizza if you can’t cook that day. Jeno was also once tried to cook but you both ended up with taking drive-thru because he burnt the food. On the other time, you asked him to eat with you as you both watch Kung Fu Panda, which ended with both of you crying.

“You’re crying over a Panda.” He teases you as he wipes your tear with his thumb. You pushed his shoulder, making the man let out a little ‘ouch’.

“We’re crying over a Panda.”

Jeno laughs fades out as he found himself looking at you for a little too long. He takes time, realizes that you’re becoming the one and only reason he wants to go home early.

Feeling a pair of eye on you, you looked at the boy sitting next to you. Jeno shakes his head when you caught him staring, suddenly paying his attention on the TV even when the only thing that shows up on the screen is a credit scene.

You were pretty sure that you’ve never seen him look at you like that before.

“Do you think we can use that beer on the fridge now?” Your question made him turn his head back to you.

He shakes his head, standing up from the couch as he hands his hand for you to grab. “Come on, it’s 12 already.”

You take his hand, but not taking any effort to get your body off of the couch. “We can reeeaaally take a glass or two…” You pleaded.

“You’re asking me to carry you all the way to your room, don’t you?”

With the speed of a lightning, you stood up, already walking towards your room. “Nope! Bye! See you!”

Jeno laughs as he shakes his head, carrying the dirty dishes for him to wash.

What he doesn’t know is how your heart beats really fast by a simple sentence from his mouth. The sharp feeling in your stomach makes it harder for you to hold yourself from making an inaudible scream. You wouldn’t let him, you wouldnt let a person like him to have a way to your heart. Not him. Not him.

After the exam week passed, Jeno asks you to be a friend for him to attend the party his friend made. You hesitate at first, but Jeno has a lot of friends that is also yours. After a lot of bargaining and debates, you chose to come with him. You didn’t expect of what kind of person Jeno is around his friends. Unexpectedly, he introduces you to each one of them. They’re all welcoming you nicely as well, and not to mention the similiar faces you met there. Jeno made you comfortable and doesn’t let himself lose you on his sight either. Even when you were just want to grab a drink, he chose to stay beside you. But you needed a rest after a hard week, so you asked Jeno to leave the party with you, which he agreed to.

You didn’t know if it was the amount of liquors you drank of if it’s because you have the lowest tolerance of alcohol, but it’s hard for you to stand still. You didn’t have trouble in walking your way to your house but standing still made you lose your balance. Jeno sees that you can’t barely hold yourself when you finally unlocks the door, he quickly grabs you arms and waist, not wanting you to hit the ground.

“Watch out, baby.” He told you.

You smirked. “Baby?”

“Since you can’t freaking stand up. Come on, let’s remove those heels from you.” He helps you to walk inside, crouching down as he unties the knot on your heels. You didn’t knew why you chose to wear such a complex footwear as well, but, he helps. “See? Baby.”

“Quit it.”

He stood up, smiling at you when your eyes met his. It surely is the alcohol, since he looks… too good right now.

But all of sudden, Jeno gets his face closer to yours, it made you walked backwards. “Does baby think it’s her time to sleep?”

“Ew.” You push his chest, leaving the man’s back hitting the wall as you walk your way to the living room. “Stop telling me to sleep.” You throw yourself at the couch.

Jeno left you alone at the living room since you somehow chose to watch the TV. He took a shower, removing the reek of alcohol and cigarettes off his hair and body. He didn’t spend a long time taking a bath since you probably would ask him to watch a movie.

But when he walked out of his room, he sees your eyes closed already with your head resting at the small pillow on your couch. He should’ve expected this.

“(Y/n).” Jeno shakes your hand as he crouches down, looking at you as he tucks a part your hair behind your ear. “You’re such a handful.”

Hearing no response, he calls your name once more. It woke you up from your sleep. “What?” You ask, annoyed, but still have your eyes closed.

“Let me carry you back to your room, okay?” He asks for your permission, which you give a nod to.

Jeno carefully lifts up your body, carrying you to your room as you rest your head on his shoulder. For a brief, he felt warm. For a moment, he feels like he would gone mad if he doesn’t kiss your forehead right now.

But he knows you wouldn’t like that.

Carefully releasing your body on the matress, he grabs a cotton pad he knows you always used every time you’re cleaning the makeup on your face. He makes sure that he swifts it gently so it won’t wake you up, taking a moment for him to finish the job.

He looks at your eyes, then your nose, then your lips.

For a second, it feels like heaven for him to just look at you like that.

His right hand hesitates, but it finally strokes your cheek as you move a bit, feeling a little ticklish. He smiles, knowing that this is the first time he ever gets this close to you. He has always known that you’re pretty, but at this exact moment, you’re more than a pretty woman who turns out to be his roommate.

“Jeno.” You mumble.

His eyes got big, but he calms himself down, not even stopping his hands from caressing you. “Hmm?”

“Just kiss me already.”

He smiles. “Friends don’t kiss, (y/n).”

“Good.” You lean towards the man, cranes his neck as you drag him closer to where your face is. “We’re roommates anyway.”

You press your lips agains his, yet he kisses you back as if he wants it the most. His hand cups your cheeks as his chest meets yours, feeling the warmth of your skin against his cold skin, letting himself melts to wherever your kiss brought him. You can feel his smile builds as he continues to kiss your lips, then feels a new warmth from his tongue travels your lower lip. You let him, wasting no time for both of you to finally tangle the tongues. He takes time, learning how you tastes even when it is covered with beer from earlier, it’s still one of the best thing his tongue has ever tastes in this world. He takes time, but every second passed, the kiss is rougher and rougher.

The man you swore you wouldn’t talk to is ironically the person who you asked to kiss. It’s wrong, but it feels so right.

Jeno parts from you, making you see the man looking at you as he breathes. You know you’ve drown in him, but you didn’t try escape either.

“You’re driving me insane, you know that?” He breathes.

You smiled. “Telling this to all the girls?”

“Just you.” He kisses you back, sucking the lower part of your lips a little. “Just you…” he whispers under his breath.

Jeno grabs your hand, pins it right above your head as he lets your tongue and his discovers more of what they want. He presses his body, not wanting any distance exists between him and you. You can feel his nose, that’s just how close he is to you. But just one second later, you can feel his face slides to the side of your face, his mouth close to your ear.

“And don’t talk about other girls. You’re the only one.” He whispers.

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author’s note: aaahh what do we feel about this? anywaysss feel free to ask or even talk to me on the askbox! also sorry for being inactive:-( i’m planning to see our dreamies in march let’s hope i get the tickets lol i love u all sm xxxxxxxxx

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[grandlinedreams]

|| notes: there'll be a second part to this, Cassian is a simp for being put in his place

|| warnings: winged!reader, a little suggestive

“Is this really all you've got?”

Sword locked against his, your eyes narrow at Cassian's taunt. He's doing it on purpose, trying to piss you off so you make a mistake. 

“Come on,” he continues, eyes bright as he grins. “Make me sweat for once.”

Sweat already beads at his temple, but you know he'll blame it on the sun that blazes high above you rather than anything you're doing. 

You leap back with the spray of dirt and sand beneath your boots, eyeing Cassian before you toss the sword to the side. “Okay,” you say, tugging your dagger free of its sheath at your thigh. “You asked for it.” 

Cassian's eyes gleam at the challenge. “That's more like it.”

You're beautiful when you fight.

Cassian isn't sure if it's the heat or the fact that the two of you have been at this for the better part of an hour that's lead him to this revelation ㅡ but he's struck by the honed, sleek movement of your body, eyes narrowed as you assess him.

He really hopes you can't tell the turn his own thoughts have taken. Get it together, he thinks firmly, shoving down the less than appropriate thoughts. There will be time for that later ㅡ when you're far away and oblivious to the goings-on in his room. 

Or maybe he could slip to Rita's, find a willing partner there ㅡ he'd done it before, what was one more? Except they weren't you.

Cassian comes to that revelation at the same time that you're darting forward and dropping down, leg swinging out ㅡ and his back hits the ground in a spray of sand.

You follow, however, and sharp metal meets the unguarded flesh of his neck. “Yield,” you tell him. 

Cassian stares. He wishes he could blame it on the force with which he'd hit the ground ㅡ but you're straddling him, wings flared out like an avenging angel ㅡ and he can't breathe, let alone speak. In that moment, he'd gladly let you be his downfall.

You stare at him, wondering if you'd let him hit the ground a little too hard ㅡ and then you feel it. You've been with enough males to know exactly what the pressure at your inner hip is. 

Your wings fold against your back before you lean back over him, leaning to murmur into his ear. “You like being underneath me that much, Cass?” 

The brush of your lips against the shell is intentional, and you can hear the hitch in his breath, the twitch of his hips ㅡ and then he rasps a quiet, “Yes.” 

You hum, let your mouth ghost over the column of his throat, pressing to the rapid beat of his pulse before you speak again. “You'll have to earn it.”

And then you're off of him entirely, striding away like you hadn't done anything ㅡ and Cassian moves to sit up, watching you go.

Oh, he is so absolutely fucked.

#ㅡmine. #cassian x reader #acotar x reader

[privitivium]

ermmm, guhhhh, something, someting, somethin Ughhhhhh.... me don't know, afab dombot incubus riding amab angel readers face? and, urhmmm... hrmmm... angel reader begging maybe?? andddd... uhhhhhhhhh... i dunno, angel reader basically being vewy submissive to a demon despite being larger or something┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌

:3 (but me jus sendin in random brainrot)

sorry it took a lil long, i have been procrastinating a bit. been drained like pasta frfr

dombot afab incubus x sub angel reader

cw;; religiousish, god mentioned once - incubus referred to as demon, mention being abandoned by said god, face sitting,,,,,, begging. ekeke

it was a bit tedious, he found - trying to console you as you sobbed with your mouth constantly working at his open cunt, needily shoving your tongue into his pussy. no need to breathe... he commends you, truly. an pent-up angel is definitely not he expected to find, but my is he happy to oblige..

malleable grey thighs set on either side of your head - the incubus trailing his sharp-nailed dainty fingers along your scalp whilst providing words of comfort to you.. telling you how good you look underneath him, how good your tongue feels with your flushed face buried in his pussy with no complaintㅡyet tears fall from your squeezed shut eyes at the thought of being foresaken by your God for indulging yourself - the flavor was irresistibly delicious to resist banishing this tiny temptation,,,. it was addicting. you can't blame yourself. he was keeping you here - seducing you rather easily with his tastes.. that's why you were trapped. no other reason other than he was a pesky little creature, obviously - you admit that you are a bit stupid for falling for such tricks when really it's your own fault... unable to push this incubus off you... the taste of his juices practically made you a braindead horny zombieㅡtongue lapping desperately along his cum-drenched folds (ㅡafter making him cum on you several times - so sloppily - no practice yet y-you make him cum so easily!ㅡ) trying to suck the flavor off of his inner lips while with a painfully hard cock poking free from your robes as you whine against his cunt, vibrations making him twitch as though he was electrocuted - the incubus huffing softly, grinding into your open mouth, so eager to have a mouth full of his secretions,,

"please,,," you implore, muffled in his pussy. strong, thick hands clutching on his thighs - a bit too forcefully, unaware of his soft moan at how you mewled for himㅡpurely in anguish,, too aware of how his plushy thighs felt in your grip; squeezing and digging your nails into his thighs strapped in whorish leather belts without restraintㅡweren't you supposed to be kind and gentle? grinning cruelly, as best he could whilst overcome with such pleasure of having such a saint suck on his clit so needily,,,  "please what, angel..?" he coos, high-pitched mocking tone cracking at the feeling of your nose bumping against his clit as you moved down to lap at his hole - utterly pleased with himself and too prideful for his own good. how could he not be? he has a huge angel lapping at his pussy like his life depends on it.. begging for his pussy... his core tightening, soft breathless whimpers escaping his glossy slate grey lips, "m-more, i ah.. m-more.. please.." you mumble, incoherent and growing all the more eager for this creature to cum on your tongue once more - the taste is fucking divine and you cant help it. reprimanding yourself, as you fade in and out of your reality, too trapped in the captivating secretions that were slowly pulling you down with him,,,

"yes.. my angel, my perfect little angel.." he obliges, grinning as he gazes down to catch a glimpse of you buried in-between his thighs - so maliciously happy at the sight of your tears, body trembling - knowing how much bigger you are than him, towering over him - he barely comes up to your chest, yet here you are - underneath him, so pathetically whining and sobbing into his pussy for more of his cum - "so eager for me to cum in your mouth... so disgusting... what would the higher-ups say?" he teasesㅡthe sting of tears distracting you from your task at hand before you feel how he trembles, thighs tensing - cunt fluttering in your mouth so deliciouslyㅡit was positively the first time he was ever truly overstimulated from orgasming - a feeling like no other.. body trembling, thighs trying to squeeze shut, squishing your head - still, no complaint.. often coming back for more... being forsaken, just to get a taste of him on your tongue,,, how romantic

#* ( :3 ) !!! #x male reader #male reader #ocs =͟͟͞͞★ #dombot character :p #subtop male reader #subtop m reader #incubus x angel.... so good

[heartchoi]

guilty pleasure ㅡ c.sb

pairing: dom!soobin x gn!reader

genre: smut

wc: 1.0k

warnings: kitchen s*x, unprotected (wrap before you tap!), dirty talk, stomach bulge, creampie, pet names (angel), pt. 2 of soobin fucking in the dorms kinda idk

the bed was empty once soobin woke up.

soft sunlight peeked out behind the curtains, capturing his body in a radiant golden glow. the sweltering heat made soobin's soft white sheets stick to his bare chest. it wrapped around his chest neatly, treating him as if he were a greek god. (if it were up to you, you'd mistake him as one for his refined build and looks, anyways.)

"___?" he calls out, his mind still dazed and sleepy. it's only when a few minutes pass with no reply that soobin decides to venture out for you. perhaps you've gone back home already. he wonders if you went home safe.

the boy stumbles out of his dorm room, footsteps pattering against the wooden floorboard while he rubs his eyes. it only takes him a minute of looking when he finally spots you in the kitchen, quietly heating up the stove. you're so cute and tiny, soobin thinks. you're only wearing one of his t-shirts, the material being so big for you you're almost drowning in the fabric.

you giggle, turning your head to press a kiss on his cheek. you can see his face is flushed, painted a muted pink. "m'sorry. just wanted to make breakfast." you whisper. he doesn't reply, just offering you a nod as he hides his head in your neck. soobin deeply inhales, taking in your scent before exhaling. the hot fanning of his breath sends tingles down your spine.

the house is quiet. the cracking of eggs barely echo across the walls. the other members are sound asleep, and soobin still clings to you like an oversized teddy bear. he nuzzles into your neck occasionally, hair tickling your jaw.

the house is quiet. the cracking of eggs barely echo across the walls. the other members are sound asleep, and soobin still clings to you like an oversized teddy bear. he nuzzles into your neck occasionally, hair tickling your jaw.

soon enough, the eggs are cooked and the plates are prepared. you've just about turned off the stove when soobin starts pressing himself against you, bringing the two of you closer. "mmh, bin, let go," you whine, bracing yourself against a counter. soobin groans in response, cupping your ass through the fabric. "no underwear?" he questions, pulling up his shirt as he ruts directly into your bare ass. “didn’t wear any,” you reply, flaunting yourself for him. he hisses at the sight, planting a kiss behind your ear. "you're a tease." he says. you whimper when soobin bends you over the kitchen counter, barely pulling down his sweatpants and boxers to release his hardening cock. "fuck, look at you," he whispers. "bent over my kitchen counter, you do realize other people live here too?" two of his digits plunge themselves into your entrance, slowly opening you up for him. you let out a strangled moan before immediately slapping a hand over your mouth. "as much as i want to hear you, you need to stay quiet." soobin says, the thrill of fucking you in a place his members can just walk in at anytime seeped into his veins. while he's never really been interested at the idea of people just walking in whenever he makes love to you, the stiffness of his cock shows just how excited he is to do this with you. he almost feels guilty for doing it.

gently, a third digit is pushed into your walls. your eyes start rolling back when the tip of one of his fingers brush against a spot that had your knees going weak. just when you feel like you're about to reach the edge, soobin pulls his fingers out of you. he cleans them with his mouth, moaning at the taste. the sudden loss of pleasure makes you whine for him again. "quiet, angel. i'll give you what you want." he soothes, pushing his wet fingers into your mouth. he pulls you up from the counter, your back now fully against his toned chest. soon enough, he was aligning the head of his cock at your freshly opened entrance. without missing a beat, he thrusts himself inside fully, your warm walls clenching around him following the intrusion. a broken moan tumbles out of your mouth, soobin’s fingers barely muffling it. soobin grinds himself into you slowly, allowing both of you to adjust at the feeling. “you really need to be quiet now angel.” he warns you, fingers gripping and holding your jaw firmly. you nod at him to move, and soobin lets go of his restraint.

he pounds his cock into you, barely pulling out an inch of his length before he slams his way back in. your hole clenches uncontrollably, squeezing his cock tightly. the pace he sets is hard and fast, overwhelming you in an instant. soobin’s hands wander all over your body, squeezing your thighs and gripping your waist. it’s not until soobin’s hands press against your stomach that his pace begins to stutter and slow.

“fuck, i’m so big for you, aren’t i?" he moans into your ear. the fingers gripping your jaw force you to look down at your stomach, a prominent bulge showing off through the skin. the sight makes you see stars. he really is that fucking big.

one of his hands cup himself through the skin, watching it slowly move in the rhythm of his thrusts.

"i'm close," you whine. your words are muffled because of soobin's fingers, but he understands anyways. "let go, angel." he says, and his words make you come almost immediately after, juices dripping down your body. "so good for me." soobin mumbles.

it doesn't take much longer for soobin to finish as well, his seed painting your walls and filling you to the brim. you felt so unbearably full of your boyfriend, his cock still plugging you full of his release.

"we should do this again." he speaks up suddenly, breaking the silence.

you might have to consider his words later.

#txt smut #soobin smut #choi soobin smut #txt hard hours #soobin hard hours #txt hard thoughts #soobin hard thoughts #dom!soobin #🍒.soobin

[zerobaseonefics]

reactions to the lipstick trend (pt.1) ㅡ jeonghyeon, s.hanbin, taerae (requested)

boys planet trainees x gn!reader

genre : fluff, maybe a bit suggestive for jeonghyeon but nothing really happens tbh

note : there was supposed to be six boys for this one 😭 but it was just soooo long so i'll make a part two with kamden, junhyeon and i'm still hesitating on the last one! should be coming soon. thank you guys once again for the 200 followers <3

• Sung Hanbin

one thing about hanbin, he is a simp. he didn't know if it was something in his nature or you were the cause of this new feature, but he knew he was. he would see you in all the little things : stray cats, the reflexion of the sun on his phone screen, sweet love songs, the scent of your favorite flavor when he was making drinks at his mother's cafe, the lovers he would see on the street...

that's why when he saw that trend on tiktok, he couldn't help imagining himself doing it with you. he hesitated for a while before asking, one day where you where laying on his chest at his place. hanbin was scrolling on his for you page while you were slowly dozing off on him. suddenly, one of the videos of the trend came up. he looked at you, before telling himself it was destiny if it came up when you were here.

"babe" he softly called, checking if you were awake. you simply looked at him and he gave you his phone for you to see the video. watching your reaction, he secretly hoped you would find it cute as well. when the tiktok ended, your eyes suspiciously darted to him, examining his face to understand his motivations.

"i'm not doing this with you" you simply said before giving him back his phone.

"how did you know?" exclaimed hanbin.

"i just know you."

despite the fact his heart fluttered at the thought of you knowing him so well, hanbin pouted.

"why wouldn't we? it's cute!"

"because that means i have to get up and put on lipstick and look good and i'm too lazy for this."

"you always look good though..."

"don't try to rizz me up??"

hanbin didn't want to force you in anything, so he simply accepted your choice. however, you could clearly see that he was upset. you looked up to him, still laying on his chest, before sighing and rolling next to him.

"bring the lipstick color you want and let's do this."

you saw his face lit up as he got up immediatly to go and grab the color he wanted. he didn't take long, so you thought he just took a random one... in fact, he just decided what color he wanted beforehand..

you sat on the bed and gestured him to do the same. he did, his back against the headboard. you couldn't stop yourself from smiling seeing how happy he looked, and you sat closer to him. hanbin insisted on applying the lipstick for you, the action flustering you a bit. after that, he rearranged your hair with his hand, telling you more than once that you looked beautiful.

after that, it was your turn to play the part and kiss him. you looked at him as his eyes were also on you, an excited expression on his angelic face. you didn't know where to kiss first, so you went to kiss both of his cheeks, making him smile wider. little by little, hanbin's face was covered by all the lipstick marks you applied with your pecks.

"it should be enough."

"i want neck kisses too." he mumbled, holding your hand to coax you. your felt your face warming up but you still gently leaned down to grant his wish as he looked like the happiest man on earth. safe to say you made his day, his week, his month even, and he watches the video you made daily with a dumb smile on the face.

• jeonghyeon

jeonghyeon always tried his best to seem like a cool guy, never losing his temper, never flustered by anything. sometimes, it pissed you off a little, because you would do everything to make him shy in vain. jeonghyeon would even counter the attacks and you were always the one ending up blushing as he laughed. he didn't mean jeonghyeon was unfazed by your action, far from it, he was just good at hiding. he'd keep his cool in front of you until he's home alone kicking his feet and giggling like a middle schooler.

after all, God sends his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers. and jeonghyeon always proved himself to be deserving of the title of strongest soldier. that is until the day you came to him with your stupid tiktok trend, your stupid lipstick, your stupid pretty face and your stupid smile. sitting on the couch of your apartment, he found himself taken aback by your request. he knew he was down for the second you asked him to do it. could he say no? yes, he could. but could he stand your disappointment afterwards and the fact that you'll lose that smile? no, he couldn't. plus, it was a win-win situation, and i'm not talking about the boy from wayv, i'm talking about him having the honor to have his face peppered of your kisses.

he swore someone was praying on his downfall when you just sat on his lap, both of your legs straddling his. he did his best to look calm when your hands softly grabbed his face. your lips first met the corner of his, leaving a pretty mark on the spot. don't lose the battle, jeonghyeon! fight back! do something to make them flustered! but at the moment, jeonghyeon's brain was broken, he had no idea what to do. he wanted to put his hands on your waist in attempt to make you shy, but he failed when your lips touched him a second time, leaving him to squeeze the back of your shirt in defeat.

suddenly, still sitting on him, you leaned back to observe his face. he looked at you, confused.

"what?" he asked.

"your cheeks are red and it's definitly not the lipstick..."

"what?" jeonghyeon repeated. "no! they are not, it's... all in your head."

"are you gaslighting me to make sure i don't see you're blushing?" you asked.

"what?" jeonghyeon said for third time before mentally slapping himself. "look, do your things quickly okay? you like it too much you're starting to have hallucinations."

you didn't reply, simply leaning back to his face. you stopped when yours lips were almost touching his, and he could now feel that you were not lying : he was blushing. his panicked eyes went to your colored lips and now he has a new problem. jeonghyeon couldn't think about something else, he wanted to kiss you so bad. he didn't care anymore that you knew he was down bad.

he squeezed your shirt tighter, this time to have your attention.

"do you want something?" you asked him in a teasing tone.

"can you kiss me there?" his voice quieter than usual as he pointed his lips with his finger. as he saw the smirk on your face, he knew you will not give him what he wanted easily. "please", he added.

"you look so cute, blushing like this. isn't it the first time I saw this look on you? i was starting to feel like i had no effect on you" you said, a fake pout on your face.

"you got no idea about the power you have on me."

at first, you wanted to tease him a bit more, but you were as affected by the situation as him. plus, it was the first time you saw him seem that desperate for you, or for anything else. you decided to press your lips on his and he instantly responded to your kiss. the grip he had on your shirt finally loosened as he find the courage to put his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to his body.

at the end of the day, maybe the person who prayed for jeonghyeon's downfall did the right thing, and the tiktok you were planning to do was soon forgotten after the heated make out that happened.

• taerae

"you....wanna... do that...??"

ladies, gentlemen, and non-binaries, today i'm introducing you to kim taerae, the man with no bitches. he would always tell you the contrary, but you knew him since forever, and you knew he was lying : he never dated someone before you. all these things couples do, it was just so new to him. he didn't really care about love before meeting you. taerae wasn't popular before, and it just never crossed his mind to have a partner before meeting you.

taerae would always be willing to do whatever you want to do with him. and he would always love it. so when you asked him to do the trend with you, despite his obvious pinkness, he said yes right away. he observed you as you applied the elegant color on your lips, admiring how good you looked. when you sat in front of him, you went closer to his face to leave a soft peck on his forehead.

despite being positive to all your requests, taerae always had some.... interesting reactions. in fact, he would freak out each time. that famous smile of his immediatly made its appearance on his face once you gave him the first kiss. it didn't stop growing when you kissed him a second time on the cheek. and it was enough for taerae to go crazy.

"stop! wait. let me get it together." taerae said, his hand gesturing you to stop. you looked at him while he tried to regain his composure. you gently smiled when you realized the effect you had on him.

"okay, i'm ready. do it again."

however, when you got back to it, taerae wasn't able to keep his cool. in fact, the boy would ask for a break every two kisses because he just couldn't stand how fast his heart was racing. no cuz jeonghyeon would wait home to cry about how much he loved you but taerae he's deadass kicking his feet and shii in front of you 💀

at the end, you ended up never filming this damn video because he just made it so hard. as much as your kisses where doing things to him, his loser-like attitude did the same to you. you two ended up cuddling with his gace still lipstick-stained. and don't think you're going anywhere because you're going to be trapped in his arms for hours now.

#b0ysplanetfics #boys planet #boys planet fics #boys planet imagines #boys planet reactions #kpop #boys planet drabbles #boys planet trainees #kim taerae #sung hanbin #lee jeonghyeon

[i4bellingham]

Idea for LOST pt 2 — Jude shows up to your house one night (has he broken up with his girlfriend? No. But he just has to see you and see if there’s anything there.) When he gets there and your new boyfriend opens your door he realizes what a stupid plan this was. But you step out to see him and you go on a walk and he asks for you back.

LOST : jude bellingham x reader ( part two )

here’s a part two to this jude fic ❤️ i just got home from an event and didn’t have the time to proofread this entire piece (but i will tmrw morning) so please excuse the errors made in typing <3

heavy cliffhanger at the end 👀

Jude thinks he's a lost cause.

There are a lot of times where he feels almost susceptible into doing stupid things, with an even stupid reason.

But he thinks this tops them all-

And not in a sense that it's absolutely idiotic, but it's pathetic and unfair to his current girlfriend and to you.

His girlfriend is an absolute angel. She knows how he felt (strongly) for you when you two were together and she never once asked him to ever love her the same; love her like Jude loves you.

She's honest with him, attentive, sweet, patient and just downright the most perfect girl someone could call theirs.

But Jude doesn't strive for perfection. He wants to see the flaws, he wants to experience growing not only as individuals but as a couple together who develop past their mistakes.

He wants all of that, but most importantly, he wants that with you.

“Jude?”

Jude’s head snaps to where the voice came from, seeing his girlfriend leaning against the doorframe of his room.

“Yeah?” He blandly asks, watching as she stalks to where he’s seated on his bed.

She stands before him, pretty and smiling. “I’m going home, babe. I’ll see you tomorrow alright?”

She kisses him on the forehead after that, all the while he’s staring at his fidgeting fingers on his lap.

He didn’t even bother hugging her or sending her off the door. He simply sat there, alone with his thoughts filled with you.

It didn’t take long for Jude to make up his mindㅡalready having made up his mind before he could even conjure the image of his disappointed girlfriend before he’s out of the house and into his car.

Well, it’s not wrong if he’s simply there to ask you how you've been right? Check up on how you're doing in the middle of the night... after a month of missing your presence and with his thoughts being filled with the memories of your relationship and you.

　

　　　　　　　　　ㅡ ♡ ㅡ

　

You don’t have a car.

Or did you buy yourself a car?

But the car looks awfully owned by someone he knows...

Raising thoughts ran in Jude’s head as he parks his car in front of your home and besides a gray Lamborghini Urus that you definitely didn’t drive before.

However, he disregards the thought before shutting the engine to his own vehicle and letting the peaceful atmosphere of your neighborhood wrap him a familiar comfortable embrace.

It's been long ever since he’s sat foot in your neighborhood let alone in front of your own house.

He couldn't even fathom the idea of visiting you after the rather messy break up since you two split off, opting to stalk you in your social media accounts before you ultimately cut him off, blocking him from everything when the rumors started that he was seeing someone new.

He definitely did not create fake accounts to stalk you with despite that, only stopping when he started seeing his current girlfriend because it to him it felt like he was being unfaithful, looking through your photos like you and him didn’t had something special.

Though his resolve from stalking your socials like a creep broke once your name was mentioned in the locker rooms, in a conversation that he wasn’t even meant to hear in the very first place that had him opening his burner account in every social media applications that same night.

Looking back at it now, he was already a lost causeㅡworst of it? He was already seeing his current girlfriend.

But no matter how much Jude wanted you back, he can't. He doesn't want to hurt the only person who's there to catch his broken pieces and mend them into something beautiful, may it be an abstract form of an art piece, it’s beautiful just the same.

Though the biggest reason to why he can't take you back? Is the chatter in the air that you're already seeing someone new, someone who owns a specific Lamborghini Urus just like the one parked beside his car in front of your home.

Regardless, he leaves his unwanted thoughts aside before he finds himself standing in front of your dark oak door, knuckles already rapping at the wood.

From outside, Jude can hear a soft melody being played inside your home. The white drapes that used to cover your windows are now replaced by a soft gray, a tall plant peeking just in between the gap made by the wall and the drapes. The entire place had been painted with a fresh white paint with gray accents, far from the plain white walls that used to greet him when he visited. There are a few more changes in the front exterior of your home that his gaze missed when the door to your home opened and welcoming him was Mason-

“Jude?”

“Mase?”

And to make everything absolutely terrific, your voice sounded off behind Mason too, way too cheery and oblivious for the building tension between Jude and his former teammate for the national team.

“Mase? Who’s at the door?”

You pull the knob from behind, pulling the door just enough so you can see past Mason’s shoulders.

“Jude?” Your eyes widens visibly, mouth falling to an ‘O’ before your eyes darted back to Mason.

The three of you doesn't say anything for a few seconds, and it doesn't take Jude a lot to see your fingers peeking around Mason’s waist, having him wrapped around your arms.

It was then that Jude realized how you used to do that a lot with him too. You loved to give him back hugs, often kissing his back or his shoulder blades after the sweet and careful gesture and he always lets you wrap him around your embrace that always felt like he belonged there... it was always the most comfortable hug that he’d get apart from the ones from his Mum. And to have this realization whacking him straight in the face, Jude began to second-guess if going here and asking how you’ve been was an incredibly stupid idea.

Almost as if reading the panic building behind his eyes, you stepped in front of Mason, shielding Jude from Mason’s gaze before you're asking your now boyfriend if you could take a walk with Jude, kissing Mason's cheeks when he agreed with a supportive smile.

Mason sends Jude a comforting smile before he slowly unravels the grip on your hand that Jude didn’t even notice was there beforehand.

Mason sees you and him off, now into your little walk one in which Jude had a little inclination of where it would be leading too.

“So... why the sudden visit?” You promptly ask him after passing by the eight house in your neighborhood.

Jude nearly freezes at the question. It is a valid question despite the joking tone in your voice.

Why did he even think of visiting in the first place?

Why do this now when the both of you are in a perfect, happy relationship?

Why do this now when he's already got someone and you've finally found someone new to share your favorite cozy blanket with?

Exactly, why?

But Jude knows the exact answer as to why.

Jude doesn’t say anything until the both of you reached a small park after the 12th house, both seated on the bench you used to occupy when you were still together. And in here, Jude doesn’t hesitate to tell you exactly why...

“I want you back... I need you back with me love... please...”

　

#☆ jude bellingham #☆ i4bellingham writes. #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x fem!reader #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham fanfiction #jude bellingham imagines #jude bellingham angst #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham au #mason mount #mason mount x reader

[beomqutie]

ㅡ walking home in the rain | c.bg

pairing; idol!beomgyu x nonidol!gn!reader genre; fluff, comfort? wc; around 400 warnings; none

synopsis; walking home with beomgyu makes you feel at ease, even with the rain pouring from the sky

"i'll be right there, yes, see you!" you said before ending the call on your phone. hurriedly making your way towards your room you grabbed your boyfriend's grey hoodie and pulled it over your head before quickly leaving through the front door, ready to pick beomgyu up from practice.

"did you bring an umbrella, love?" he asked while looking at you shaking your head in disappointment. how could you have known that it would start raining so suddenly when on your way there the sky was as clear as ever. "it's fine, we can share the one i brought"

after rummaging through his bag beomgyu pulled out a clear umbrella, the kind you thought only existed in all those kdramas you liked to watch. moving towards you his hands reached up to your head, pulling the hood of your (his) hoodie over your head before doing the same to his hoodie, "you look cute in my hoodie, angel".

hand in hand the two of you left the building, the umbrella doing its best yet barely anything to protect you from the droplets falling from the sky. you could feel your hands starting to tremble slightly. while the hoodie covered your head and torso your hand, which was tightly wrapped around gyu's hand, was exposed to the cold. yet, somehow, none of you seemed to care. the intimate feeling of sharing an umbrella causing your heart to speed up slightly, a comforting warmth spreading through your body.

the soft sound of studio ghibli soundtracks running through your and beoms ears, sharing earphones was something you guys did whenever all you needed was being with each other to feel content, no words needed, being with each other was enough.

the sky was a dark grey tone, covered by clouds that covered all the stars that would be shining in the night. on the side of the road, you saw the water running down the streets towards the drain, before disappearing. similarly to how you felt all of your worries and concerns wash away this exact moment while walking home in the rain with the love of your life. his warmth engulfing your body like a warm blanket even on such cold and rainy days, he truly was your comfort.

taglist. @hee-pster @valley-of-lies @astrozuya @kflixnet

© beomqutie, please do not translate, copy and/or repost my work.

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[love-marimo]

periwinkle angel ♡ (kamisato ayato x reader)

ㅡ hehe, just a little something for the birthday boy, ayato ♡ although it's a bit late ~

He is quiet but graceful. Calm but mischievous. He is dutiful but cunning. Yet, even with these stark differences in his character, and behind his all too familiar and gentle smile he displays as a farce for everyone to see ー a facade as hard as the bedrock, a protection he wears due to his strong distrust on most people ー you captured him. You stole his heart, like a Mirror Maiden having him wrapped around your finger.

Kamisato Ayato is a noble who leads like an emperor. He is obsessive and diplomatic, but he is also loyal and kind. Within the chambers of the Kamisato household, he inspires his loved ones with warmth and he reaches great lengths to fulfill your favors.

If that means cancelling all his plans as the Yashiro Commissioner to spend a pleasant afternoon bubble tea and latte tasting with you? Then you don't have to worry as he just hit two birds with one stone.

If there are three things he loves in all of Teyvat, then it would be his bubble tea, his lovely little sister Ayaka and you.

Oh, dear you.

He sits by the terrace with a lovesick look on his face as you name all the drinks that Thoma and the other maids have prepared, all to your liking. Freshly brewed and mixed, all for the both of you to enjoy.

"Although it is a bit late, I asked Thoma for help in preparing these drinks for us. I love latte as much as you love bubble tea, but it would be lovely if we try out other flavors and indulge on these pastries on your special day." you chimed happily as you sit across the table.

Oh, you. He is going to melt because of you. Ayato almost forgot that it's his birthday due to how swamped with work he truly is. You weren't going to let that slide, and he loves you more for it.

"These are lovely selections my love, perfect for the current weather too. Summer is fast approaching and you couldn't have picked a better time." He beams, clasping his hands together as he sets his gaze on the array of drinks before you.

"Oh, that reminds me, we have been preparing for the Spring festival. Bubble tea tasting would be a splendid activity for the young folk to enjoy." He adds, deciding to take a sip of the chocolate bubble tea.

"You really think about work all the time, Ayato. But, I agree. These took quite some time to make though." You say, also deciding to pick a drink of your choice.

"Hmm, this one has a slight bitter taste to it, but it is complimented by the sugary flavor of the pearls. This would be cocoa?" Ayato inquires.

"Yes, the cocoa used was imported from Fontaine a few months ago. How do you like it?" You reply.

"It's just right, the taste of the chocolate is a bit too strong for me. I'll try this blue one next."

"That one's blueberry. It matches the color of your hair doesn't it? I told them to brew it until it reaches a periwinkle shade, to match!" You chuckle.

Ayato looks at you fondly. His lips curved into a smile, one that is not reserved for diplomatic affairs, but one that screams "I love you" all over it.

It's silly, really ー how he turns into a love bug when he's with you. How he seemingly lets go of any formalities and displays his pure nature, all for you to love and embrace in your arms.

The sun is setting in a lovely shade of pink and purple. You have tried almost all of the drinks and have shared countless conversations about the days that passed that you weren't together. And that ends with one resolution:

"I think I still like my matcha latte better." You say, finishing the said drink after. Ayato laughs.

"I would say the same. Nothing competes with the classic flavor of Black bubble tea."

You took a seat next to him and asked, "Did you like this fun little date?" holding his arm and looking up to him, expecting the obvious.

The periwinkle angel smiles and kisses you lovingly.

"Naturally. I wouldn't mind doing this again at the Spring festival."

ー Lolita

#lolita writes #ayato headcanons #ayato x reader #ayato x you #kamisato ayato #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin impact x you #ayato fluff #like fluff FLUFF #this was too sweet for me i think the ants are coming #ayato x y/n #kamisato ayato x reader #kamisato ayato x you #ayato hcs #belated happy birthday sweetheart ♡ #i read his lore just for this HAHAHA #i simp hard but when it comes to writing smut i falter and end up writing fluff instead #this is why i have massive respect for hardcore fanfic writers #100k words on a fic?? DEDICATION! my attention span cannot #anyways stan the stans

[ceofjohnlennon]

"Yet, as Mal soon discovered, working with John during this period would prove to be a chore —incomparable, in fact, to their touring years together, when the Beatles were often confined to the relative safety of a hotel suite. When he was in L.A., John could often be found at the Sunset Strip's Rainbow Bar and Grill, which had emerged as his de facto headquarters during the Lost Weekend. With musicians like John, Harry, Ringo, Moonie, Alice Cooper, and Micky Dolenz adopting the Rainbow as their regular watering hole, they had taken to calling themselves the Hollywood Vampires, a nickname that evoked the night hours they spent guzzling hooch in the bar’s loft space. On one of his most harrowing evenings in Los Angeles, Mal had accompanied John and Phil Spector to the Rainbow. At one point, John walked Phil to his car, assuring Mal that he would return shortly. "About a half hour goes by, and I start worrying and go outside looking for John — no sign," Mal later wrote. "I'd lost track of a Beatle for a day. What had happened, I found out the following evening, was that when he'd seen Phil off, a few hippie fans of his took him in tow, and John, who had just moved into a flat, couldn't remember the address, nor his or my phone numbers. [John] eventually turn[ed] up, but not before I’d had a few irate words from Yoko, who phoned me from New York shouting, "I thought you were John's bodyguard — why don't you guard his body?" At a loss for words, Mal admitted that "I never really thought of myself as a bodyguard to anybody, but I suppose over the years that had been part of the gig. Anyway, they were all grown up, with very strong minds of their own as to what they wanted to do, and I certainly didn't expect them to hold themselves accountable to me."

ㅡ From the book "Living the Beatles Legend" by Kenneth Womack.

#john lennon #70s #mal evans #living the beatles legend #kenneth womack #lost weekend i guess #my:read #BAHAGAAHHA 😭

[shinehyuk]

amour non-réciproque | yoo kihyun

| Genre : yandere, angst, requested

ㅡ Summary : after all that he has done, it's nothing more than one-sided love.

Word Count : 1.2k

tw/cw : abuse, a lot of murder, obsession, heavy themes, toxic relationships, strong language, violence, blood, s/o death (lightly described), please do not read if uncomfortable/sensitive! i do not support the behavior portrayed in this work!

amour non-réciproque : one-sided love (thank you @effulgentfireflies for the help with translation!!<3)

39. “Why can't you love me?”

Everyone knows that sometimes, you have to walk over some corpses to get to the top.

The saying perfectly applies to Yoo Kihyun; although perhaps a little too literally.

Oh, if only you knew just how much he has done for you. He's the sole reason you stay safe during your daily night walks; the reason that no dirty bastards have harmed your fragile little heart yet. It's almost like he's your guardian angel, being with you every step of the way and protecting you like his own life depends on it.

To him, it's quite romantic. But would you say the same if you knew the truth? To you, he may be no one important, but to him, you're his entire world.

Therefore, he decided to confess.

He'll confess both everything that he's done for you and his feelings for you. Surely you can forgive him even if you were a bit lonely because of the male removing everyone from your life if he only tells you about his true feelings, can't you? He's sure of it; after all, you're the sweetest, kindest person that ever stepped on this earth – everyone else is filled with toxicity, dirty and impure, but you're different from them.

The day heavy rain was pouring, you gave him your only umbrella without hesitation, running home while holding your hands over your head in an attempt to stop the rain from falling on you even if it barely helped at all – you ran off even before the male could gather up the proper words to thank you.

The day he forgot to bring his food with him, you shared your lunch with him without ever wanting anything in return.

You are simply too kind for this world.

But if you accept his confession, he's going to make sure that no one will ever harm you.

Today was the perfect day to confess. You probably wouldn't know it, but today you met for the very first time; Kihyun fell in love with you at first sight, enthralled by your beauty and charm. Today was basically your anniversary, and that's why he planned to make this day special by telling you everything that he's always wanted to say.

He waited until it was midnight, so just in case something went awry, the absence of light at such a late time could help him.

The male rang the bell to your apartment, his hands slightly shaking from the nervousness that built up inside him with every second. He's never felt this anxious before, but he was also excited to see your reaction.

Seeing who it was, you cautiously opened the door, lazily rubbing your sleepy eyes. The smell of his cologne stunned you; whatever it was that he was here for, he definitely wanted to look and smell his best for it.

"..Kihyun? Why are you out this late?" You asked, your confusion only growing stronger as the male handed you an elegant bouquet of beautiful red roses. "..Uh, thank you..?"

"May I come in?"

"Well, I don't know–"

"It's important."

You sighed, taking the roses and letting him in. The male has never been to your apartment before. Or that's what you thought, at least. You picked out a proper vase for the flowers, filling it up with water so they would not wilt so easily.

"So, what's so important I can't sleep?"

"Let's sit down."

You went to the living room together, the male instantly finding the light switch. You frown, but decided not to think anything about it. You were far too tired to have any proper thoughts right now anyways.

"Do you trust me?" He asked once you both got more comfortable, sitting before each other.

You gulp. This was definitely not going in a good direction. What were you supposed to answer, especially in the middle of the night? The honest answer would be no; you didn't trust him at all. You've been seeing him in places that he shouldn't be in – your friends that told you they suspected that he was following you around have mysteriously disappeared, and everything in your body screams at you to run whenever you're around him. Would he leave you alone if you told him you didn't trust him? Or perhaps you'd just be risking making him angry?

"W-Well, I don't know" You laughed nervously as you clenched your hands, feeling his intense stare on you. "We don't know each other that well yet, do we?"

He sighed; it was clearly not the answer he was expecting, but he didn't comment on it, moving on.

"The truth is," He started. "I have been interested in you for some time"

"Well, I'm–" He stopped you before you answered, clicking his tongue.

"Just listen to me," He pleaded. "After everything I've done for you, the least you can do is listen, can't you?"

…

"Good." He sighed, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. "Ah– where should I start? What do you think happened to your former lover?"

"Why are you bringing this up..?" Your hands were shaking, but you tried not to let him see your growing fear. "T-They moved out–"

"I killed them."

"What?"

He chuckled, enjoying the startled look on your face. You were frozen in shock as he came up to you, getting a hold of your chin and forcing you to look up at him, your face suddenly dangerously close to his. His thumb ran over your lips, the male sighing out in satisfaction. Oh, how long he has waited for this exact moment.

"I killed everyone you once loved." He declared. "Your friends, the people who hurt you. I did it all for you"

"Y-You're lying!"

"Is that what you really think?" He asked.

Silence followed his question, warm tears starting to run down your cheeks.

"P-Please, Kihyun, I beg you, leave me alone"

"Are you scared, my love?" He cocked a brow. "I would never hurt you. I won't let anything or anyone harm you." He assured, but it did not make you feel better at all.

"Please– Say you love me" The male caressed your cheek, his eyes hopeful. "You do love me, right, my love?"

"Go to hell!" You pushed him away and tried to kick him, but the male dodged, getting annoyed. "You're a fucking psychopath; leave me the fuck alone! I'll never love you!"

..What?

The male froze. You don't love him.

He sniggered, his eyes darkening as he grabbed you harshly, pushing you against the wall. "After everything I've fucking done for you," He growled. "This is what you do? Not even a 'thank you'? Why can't you love me?"

You answered with a desperate sob, weakly trying to fight him off. He only saw fright and hate in your eyes; so you really didn't feel anything for him. He breathed out shakily, carefully considering his next move.

He really did not want to resort to hurting you, but you leave him no choice. This is not the person he loves anymore. The person he loves is kind, unlike the person before him.

"We'd be so happy together, my love" He sighed, reaching for his back pocket. "But you just had to ruin everything"

You screamed, pain spreading throughout your body as you slowly started going weak, Kihyun gently seating you on the floor while still holding you in his arms. "Goodbye," He smiled sadly, kissing you for the first and last time.

"My love."

It wasn't long until silence filled the room, the male sighing deeply as he laid your head on the floor, softly closing your eyes with his hand.

It was the end of everything; as well as his one-sided love.

thank you for requesting! i hope you liked it <3

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[thqueerestmf]

It's you and me

➤ Jack is a newborn here.

➨ She opened her eyes, confused and not knowing where she was standing (lying down actually). She looked around the messy cabin, she didn't remember much from the previous afternoon let alone how she got there.

Everything was blurry, and there were only fragments of what happened.

She was sitting next to Susan when she had begun to feel an intense pain in her belly, which stopped the entire group. Several went into crisis because they were in the middle of the fucking road and they didn't know if there was a fixed place in the surroundings.

She remembers Dutch ordering who she thought were Sean and Lenny (surely it was them, those two were always together) to look around, then sending Arthur because they were taking too long.

She barely remembers John's voice comforting her, but also her slapping his hands and yelling things like "Look what you put inside me!"

But she didn't remember anything else.

From what she saw, they found a place where she could give birth to her baby, which she didn't know if he was a boy or a girl, or if it was okay, or where it even was.

She tried to get up, but couldn't and whimpered, drawing Susan's attention, who was sitting next to the baby a few meters from her.

ㅡ You woke up ㅡshe smiled at her.ㅡHow do you feel?

ㅡ How would you feel after expelling something the size of a watermelon out of your body? ㅡshe answered tired.ㅡ Although, I'm thirsty.

ㅡ I'll bring something for that, but first, ㅡshe said, carefully grabbing the small thing that was stirring in a blanket that Arthur had been in charge of obtaining a few months ago.ㅡ You have to see this beauty ㅡshe walked over to place the child in her arms.ㅡ It's a boy, by the way.

ㅡ Oh... ㅡAbigail whispered holding him firmly.ㅡ It's... he's cute ㅡshe smiled a little adjusting the blanket away from the baby's face.

ㅡ Do you want me to tell the rest that you're awake? Do you want me to find John?

ㅡ I don't think he really wants to see me.

ㅡ He was very worried about you when you were in labor ㅡshe smiled.

ㅡ It's hard for me to believe you, although well... it happens to me for having continued being a prostitute.

It hurt Abigail to accept that John doubted the paternity of the child in her arms, but she couldn't blame him. Sure, her hookups with Dutch, Bill, and Javier left a lot to be desired, but she was sure he was Marston's, and she didn't know how to convince John of that.

ㅡ Don't you want anyone?

ㅡ No, just... I'll stay with him... ㅡshe whispered, carefully watching her son's face.ㅡ And I still want water...

ㅡ I'll bring a glass right away.

When Abigail was left alone with the baby, she reached up to his face and caressed his plump cheek with one finger.

She was a little old to have a child, it sounds ironic, but come on, in 1895 everyone got married at 14 and had their children at 15, she was 18, she could practically be considered an old spinster.

ㅡ It's you and me, and the camp, and I hope John, together against the world ㅡshe whispered. The boy's eyes were slightly open in her direction.ㅡ Please tell me you're not hungry, I don't know how to do those mommy things... it's my first time, okay? I'll need time to get used to you and vice versa... well... what shall we call you? mhm?

She analyzed his face carefully.

The baby still couldn't stop looking at her, his huge orbs were glued to her face. He looked at her like she was an angel sent from heaven.

ㅡ You don't have the nerve to be called Dutch, that's for sure ㅡshe laughed at her own comment.ㅡ Oh... how pitiful I am sometimes ㅡshe complained to herself.ㅡ Mhm... John Marston Jr... yeah, maybe be... although it would be a bit confusing... two Johns?

"Why I'm talking to myself?" she thought.

ㅡ Jack... you look like a Jack... right, Jackie?

She rocked him a little, returning to caress his cheek gently.

ㅡ He doesn't understand a single word from you ㅡa male voice was heard at the door.ㅡ How do you feel?

ㅡ Like I've been trampled by a horse, and believe me, I know what that feels likeㅡshe replied softly.ㅡ What are you doing here?

ㅡ I'm coming to see my son, or so I think ㅡhe whispered as he approached. He took a seat on the edge of the cot that Roberts was resting in.ㅡ It's cute ㅡ he said, looking at the infant's face.

ㅡ No, I just wanted to take a look at him, you know... see if he looks like me.

ㅡ It is ㅡ the young woman smiled.ㅡ Do you wanna carry him?

ㅡ John... I already told you, he's your son.

ㅡ I can't be sure ㅡMarston sighed.

Abigail looked away, she wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing her cry or vulnerable.

ㅡ You already saw that I'm fine, and you already saw his face. You can go, I'll feed him.

ㅡ It's not like I haven't seen your breasts ㅡhe scoffed.ㅡ Me and... half of the camp.

ㅡ Shut up and go away.

ㅡ Well, well, as you order.

When John left the place, Abigail let out a heavy, almost painful sigh.

ㅡ Okay, Jackie... what were we up to?

Little Jack didn't understand why the eyes of who seemed to be his mother were reddish, he was a baby, he clearly wouldn't do it. But he made a small sound with his mouth, indicating he was hungry, or so Roberts assumed.

ㅡ Well... let's learn how to do this, shall we? ㅡshe smiled a little, sadly.

#abigail marston #jack marston #abigail roberts #rdr headcanon #jack rdr1 #abigail rdr1 #jack rdr2 #abigail rdr2 #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #rdr1 #rdr2 #headcanons #headcanon #rockstar games #video games

[calico-cat-jm]

TO JIMIN. ♡

ㅡ supportive messages in korean w/ english translation. you can use them on weverse, twitter, vlive, instagram, soundcloud, naver or the platform of your choice. made by @iesbjimin

💌 SHORT PHRASES:

1. thank you jimin

ㅡ 지민 고마워

2. our jimin

ㅡ 우리 지민

2. you're the best

ㅡ 네가 최고야

4. im proud of you

ㅡ 자랑스러워

5. jimin i've missed you

ㅡ 지민아 보고싶었어

6. please be happy always

ㅡ 지민이가 항상 행복했으면 좋겠어

7. our jimin is here

ㅡ 우리 지민이 와찌

8. everything about jimin is good

ㅡ 지민이의 모든것이 좋다

9. jimin is definitely a baby cat

ㅡ 지민이는 아기냥이가 확실해요

10. jimin is really handsome

ㅡ 진짜 지민이 너무 잘생겼다

11. jimin's so talented at dancing

ㅡ 지민이는 춤을 너무 잘춰

12. because of you, I'm happy every day

ㅡ 덕분에 매일 행복해요.

13. you look handsome when you smile

ㅡ 당신은 웃을때 잘생겼어요.

14. thank you for always giving us good music

ㅡ 항상 좋은 음악을 줘서 고마워요

15. you worked hard, congrats!

ㅡ 당신은 ��심히 일했고, 축하합니다!

16. start and end the day with jiminie

ㅡ 오늘 하루 시작과 끝을 지미니로 마무리

17. have a good day

ㅡ 좋은하루되세요

18. have a good night

ㅡ 좋은밤되세요

19. my fairy jimin

ㅡ 나의 요정 지민이

20. your haircut is nice

ㅡ 머리가좋아요

21. you're my angel

ㅡ 너는 나의 천사

22. you make me happy

ㅡ 지민이 덕분에 너무 행복해

23. your eyes are pretty

ㅡ 눈이 너무 예쁘세요

24. our sweetheart jimin

ㅡ 귀욥찌이 우리 지민이

25. jimin stay healthy

ㅡ 지민아 건강하게 지내

26. jimin's beauty is stunned

ㅡ 지민 미모 기절

27. jimin's face is a painting

ㅡ 지민이 얼굴이 도화지야

28. i wonder if jimin is resting well

ㅡ 잘 쉬고 있을 지민쒸 궁금해하며

29. there's no way jimin can't be an angel

ㅡ 울 지민이는 천사가 아닐리 없어

30. just looking at you makes me happy

ㅡ 그저 바라만 봐도 행복해

31. our jimin should be very very happy

ㅡ 우리 지민이 많이 많이 행복해야해

32. we cherish and love our jimin a lot

ㅡ 우리 지민이는 많이 아끼고 사랑해

#jimin #bts #pjm #Bts jimin #park jimin

[grandlinedreams]

Hello

how is our wonderful writer angel that writes everything so good ??

Not a request but a question about our lovely boi

What do u think are some reasons that law would break up with someone ? And how would he do it?

Ghdhs i'm not an angel but thank-you!! I'm very sleepy today 😔✌🏼

Truthfully I really can't see Law breaking up with someone mostly for the fact that it takes so much for him to enter a relationship and so he'll do what he can to salvage the relationship if an issue does arise. He's in it for the long haul ㅡ I really can't see a reason that he'd break up with someone that can't be fixed.

#ㅡanswered.

[privitivium]

angel devil w/ devil crush rambles/hcs, nsfw

only physical devil attribute mentioned is a forked tongue (not used for scenting ), no particular devil, no mentions of makima.

cw;; noncon touching, lingerie, overstimulation, subbot angel :p

he didn't appreciate how outward and expressive you were. being part of the same division and all, of course you had to make conversation like a good guy, right??? but you werent the good guys. why are you treating everything like its so unexplainably awesome? to put it simply, he didn't like you. that much. however, there was still a small amount of like, trust. he's just ,,, shy in an awkward, apathetic way,,, he does commend you for not being so ignorant most of the time. more insolent, rather.. he thought your time spent on earth would be used well to be a more refined being, but clearly not...

"don't touch me." he would hiss, having grown used to not interacting with other devilsㅡespecially not used to one touching him.. you both took on a relatively human form, so it gets a little startling everytime you touch him.. you seemed to take it a little seriously, however;; seeing as his powers had no effect on you... your touch began lingering a bit longer than usual. you were a bit of a nuisance as he saw it. constantly poking at him, taunting and teasing... a bit annoying is all. "but i'm lonely." you'd complain, huffing. pulling away just to moodily cross your arms over your chest - he would roll his eyes, trying to ignore you as he tries to let himself relax.. not doing anything in particular, merely standing in existence..

and, to put it simply, you liked him. loved? or.. had a crush on him as someone, a kind human, had explained to you the feelings that you felt while meandering around him... you were one to explore your body, as it were natural. finding whatever captured your fancy - or rather, which thoughts made you flustered enough that blood started rushing toward your groin. incredible! first boner, as a human, in a human body, ( eons ago? )... it began to ache after awhile of merely staring at it after it risen,, body uncomfortably warm.. and then; exploring your body until you were trembling and seeing stars... you wanted to share this with angel, wanting him to feel the wondrous pleasure that you felt as it was notorious for couples. but could there be more?? you ask around, none of the other devils comprehending what you were trying to get at, until you asked a few humans at the library who directed you to books on human anatomy and pleasure... amazing! admiring him for the time being..

ㅡ"who is she?" angel points with his eyes, shamelessly toward the young human woman behind the counter of the small store, who seemed a bit too giddy for his liking. his grip on your hand tightens, just a smidge.. you smile widely and flick your forked tongue outward, cheekily - "she's a fan! can you believe it? she likes me..." you would say, hand squeezing angel's right back and beginning to swing your conjoined hands back and forth, a woman who was interested in you.. "she's my friend, lets me come around after everyones gone!" a human friend? are you kidding? keeping his distance by your side, staying away from the smiling woman,,, a disgusting feeling in his gut, feeling a bile in his throat and wondering why you were so interested in human culture such as this, as he lets himself admire the clothes hanging up on the wall in the dim lighting, hand still entwined with yours.

ㅡ"don't worry, we don't need supervision, angel.." you hummed gleefully, dragging him by the hand down the relatively empty street;; no one to gawk at you, that is for certain. having a particular interest in humans fashion, you decided to share this with angel.. whether he liked it or not. as he begrudgingly followed you, unable to pull his hand from yours,,, "where are we going?" he would question, a bit apathetic yet ever so curious as he stealthily admires the downtown area.. really, no one is around.. even at the time of three in the morning? it's a little unbelieveable, knowing how wreckless humans can get during these hours.. but he isn't one to immensely question everything..

"woah, look at this..!" you flaunt a piece of fabric that practically looked like white string on a hanger, excited as you look over at angel. excited to share your interest, is all. totally not to see him in .. whatever it is you're holding.. "don't you wanna try it on? it's so you!!" and then, promptly showing off your body after you dragged him into the dressing room, happily;; the woman busy at the front desk, going over her employee's schedules, definitely not going to bother you..

ㅡbody naked, stripped down to your flesh and dick promptly dangling inbetween your legs as you stood in front of angel, partially facing the mirror while you try and work out the damn mess of fabric. angel, shamelessly letting his eyes rake over your figure. the thought of we shouldn't be here echoing throughout his mind as something warm settles underneath his belly, his cheeks.. set aflame. you began posing in front of the mirror, a bit silly.. in a black, sheer mess of lingerie, before you were helping angel undress to get into something you picked out - all for fun, you tell him, lingering touch along his shoulders and arms.. hrmm.. something like that.

ㅡexploring angel's body in the comfort of your room of your tiny apartment provided by the higher ups. he was a little weirded out by your affinity of magazines with naked humans and tapes stacked by the TV and.. toys strewn about - catching his gaze, and immediately explaining to him what they were for,,, "pleasure," you simplified, giddily as angel takes the time to admire what each little gadget does... only having a few tapes and magazines only for practice, not for material for masturbating as one would think.. often using the image of angel sitting proudly on your girth, taking it with ease,,

a little nonchalant as you explain to his sobbing, writhing form, abdomen coated in his cum and the tip of his cock darkened red in comparison due to the apparent overstimulation you accidentally put him through after jerking him til he came twice in a row.. a little uncaring and utterly happy as you smile over him; fingers dipping inward just underneath his sack,, trying to follow what you saw on those tapes between those two guys... "yeah, you gotta make sure you're all nice and stretched so it's easier for me to slip in... it might be a second." since he was..,, tight. having a bit of a hard time of piercing him with your well-lubed up finger after merely circling his rim, giving him time to react before you began scissoring him - he cries outㅡfidgeting, trying to relaxㅡa high-pitched noise that was melodious. fingers pumping in and out, dutifully. quick, fast, eager to be inside him and feel the way his walls feel around your girth rather than your digits.,, he commends you for your interests, as you graze against his prostate with your digits.,,

ㅡ"aren't these bodies great, angel?" you'd marvel, grinning as you feel yourself pulse inside him; breathless and marveling at his bare frame, so tiny in comparison to yours.. trying to make out what he was saying through his choked up voice and tears that you lean over and kiss away - his lips following yours before he grabs your face with his dainty hands, cupping your cheeks gently while shoving his tongue in your mouth messily, obviously having no idea what he was doing and simply doing what he felt was right... so pretty, you'd marvel, weirdly keeping your eyes open as you makeout, keeping him stuffed with your cock while you tangle your fingers in his light, dusty red hair.. he seemed to like it; the way he began tensing around you and trying to grind downward with a soft whimper,,

ㅡthe next time when you're out and about, he isn't too hesitant to hold your hand. it feels good, he realizes this like a magical epiphanyㅡin human bodies, so it's technically the same as touching... othersㅡand is sure to take advantage of it by constantly touching on you somehow! "isn't it.. great?"

#csm =͟͟͞͞★ #angel devil x m reader #angel devil x reader #csm x m reader #dom male reader #male reader #csm x male reader

[heartchoi]

wrapped in gold ㅡ c.sb

pairing: boyfriend!soobin x fem!reader

genre: smut

wc: 2.0k

warnings: unprotected sex, mentions of drinking, oral (f recieving), making out, marking, soobin big dick, mentions of dildo training, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, possessive soobin, slight dacryphilia

a/n: wooo happy birthday soobin i love you 🫂🫂

you and soobin stumbled into your shared apartment, giggling as both of your cheeks were tinted with blush from the amount of soju you two had earlier.

both of you had just come back from soobin's birthday dinner with his friends. the event was great, you enjoyed watching beomgyu cut up the meat and grilling it. he even fed some to you by hand before soobin swatted his hand away immediately, proclaiming that no one should be feeding you if not for soobin himself. he earned a laugh from you, gently placing the arm soobin had placed over your shoulder away as you chose to hold his hand for the rest of the night.

the second the two of you managed to take off your shoes and coats, soobin's hands were all over you. the boy was pressing kisses all over your collarbone and jawline, cupping your face. he pushed you onto the couch as he finally crashed his lips into yours. you grabbed at his hair, feeling the silky golden strands brush into every direction. you were out of breath the second he finally pulled away, hovering over you breathing heavily. you smiled while he simply stared at you, eyes glazed and far away.

his head leaned into your neck, pressing butterfly kisses to the sensitive skin and sucking purple and red marks knowing full well you'd have trouble covering them up tomorrow morning. he doesn't care.

his head leaned into your neck, pressing butterfly kisses to the sensitive skin and sucking purple and red marks knowing full well you'd have trouble covering them up tomorrow morning. he doesn't care.

his head leaned into your neck, pressing butterfly kisses to the sensitive skin and sucking purple and red marks knowing full well you'd have trouble covering them up tomorrow morning. he doesn't care.

you were his, and that's all that mattered to soobin. he was going to finally stake his claim over you tonight.

you whined in his ear, clawing at his back. "please," you begged. you didnt even have to finish what you wanted to say before soobin was lifting you from the couch and carrying you to your shared bedroom, continuing his assault on your neck and jaw. soobin whispered hotly into your ear, "what do you want, my love? tell me." you gasped when soobin found the sweet spot on your neck. "i..i..." you started. soobin moved away to properly listen to you. he nodded, motioning for you to continue. "keep going, baby."

"...want you to touch me, so bad." you squeaked. the boy grinned, flashing a bunny smile. "of course, anything for you." soobin unbuttoned his dress shirt and allowed the fabric to freely run down his back. his body was chiseled and smooth, often times making you compare him to adonis for how well-built his body looks.

so much for someone who allegedly hated working out.

soobin worked on removing your own shirt, quickly unbuttoning it as well before his jaw hangs open at the sight of your lingerie. "was a gift for your birthday," you breathed out as he continued to gape. it was a lace pastel pink set, covering very little as your nipples were on full display for him. on the back of your bra were tiny angel wings. "happy birthday, soobin." you said. soobin's last string of self control finally snapped as he wildly removed your skirt, seeing the lace pink panties you were wearing, soaked and dripping with arousal. he groaned, feeling his pants tighten with his hard dick begging to be freed. his fingertips brushed over the skin of your stomach and thighs making you whine again. "don't tease!" you pleaded. soobin laughed at your reaction, biting your panties to pull them off. the sight of your boyfriend with your panties filled with your dripping slick hooked into his mouth was a view that had you gushing. fuck, he was so hot. soobin's hands gripped the back of your upper thighs, holding them up as he pulled you closer. "wanna eat you out." he says, lowering his face to your throbbing core. he licked a stripe up your pussy, tasting the sweet slick. "you taste just like honey," he murmured before diving in.

soobin was messy, to say the least. the boy ate you out like a starved man, pushing his head further into your heat, moving wildly as his tongue dipped into your hole as far it could go, licking and tasting whatever he could get. his nose occasionally bumped into your clit, making you writhe and moan. "fu-u-ck, soobin," you moaned. "feels so good." you added. soobin grunted in response, sending vibrations throughout your body. "i only want to make you feel good, my love." you felt your orgasm approach, stomach twisted in tight knots as soobin kept going. he barely stopped to take a breath, letting himself indulge and become drunk on the way you tasted on his tongue. "all mine." he says, suckling on your clit. "you're all mine, isn't that right? so pure and vulnerable just for me."

you nodded your head quickly. you didn't want this to end.

the knot in your stomach finally reached its limit, finishing all over soobin’s face and covering his mouth in your sweet release. soobin lapped up your juices hungrily as he finally sat up. “think you’re ready for me now, my love?”

your brain was fuzzy, the strength of your orgasm making you unable to register any of his words in your head. soobin raised an eyebrow at your lack of response, taking your jaw into one of his hands. “tell me, do you want me to fuck you?” he asks.

“y-yes, please!” you begged him, vision finally focusing on the man in front of you. soobin smirked before finally unbuttoning his pants. “if you say so, then.” you watched as his pants fell to his ankles, then his boxers before he kicked them off into some part of the room.

soobin’s cock was huge. it took you nearly a month to finally take his full length, training yourself on dildos for weeks as he watched you do so. the first time he had ever bottomed out inside of you was a feeling of pure euphoria. you felt overstimulated to no end while he fucked you endlessly, high on the fact that your small body was able to take his huge cock.

he lined his blunt tip at your entrance, teasing you a bit as you feel him nudging at your overworked clit. eventually, soobin pushed inside, your warm walls clenching his cock tightly. soobin turned your head, making you face the full-length mirror hanging on the wall. "i want you to watch yourself get ruined by me." he muttered. you whined loudly, his entire length filling you up while his pubic bone grinded against your clit. soobin pulled out slowly, feeling every ridge and vein on his dick before forcefully thrusting back in. you screamed his name loudly. fuck the neighbors who might’ve heard you. he was just too good.

soobin’s pace started off slow and fast, holding on to your waist as you watched his cock slide in and out of you through the mirror. “ah~ ah! so good- don’t stop! please,” you panted out for him. “faster!”

the man on top of you was never one to deny your wishes, immediately moving his hips faster at your request. soobin leaned down, lips softly brushing your ear as he whispered words of praise and love.

“you’re doing so good.”

“taking me so nicely, such a good girl, aren’t you?”

“m’gonna fuck you so well, i promise. gonna have you seeing stars by the end of the night.”

soobin’s thrusts were powerful, pushing your body forward on the bed with each one. the unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin must be able to be heard through the walls of your apartment complex by now.

you clawed at soobin’s back, whining and moaning uncontrollably. the feeling of your nails raking across the fair, supple skin on his back had him throw his head back to release a groan. his thrusts never lost tempo, pushing you closer to your orgasm as the familiar knot in your stomach reappears again. “soobin, i’m close.” you warned. “alright, baby, hold on,” he reassured you. you brought a hand down to your clit to stimulate yourself before soobin immediately slaps your hand away, replacing it with his own. “don’t fucking touch it.” he grits out. “this belongs to me, you’re mine.”

soobin’s fingertips swirled around your clit, toying with it. “i’m the only one who’s allowed to touch your pretty pussy.” he narrowed his eyes at you, leaning forward as his forehead rested on yours.

“do you understand me?”

“o-of course, soobin. yes!”

soobin moved back, humming in response. “good to see that you know now.” you watched as he continued to wildly fuck you, red scratch marks littered all over his back paired with his hips seamlessly rolling into you, filling you up so well each time. you felt your orgasm approach closer, letting a soft moan into soobin’s ear. “m’gonna come, soobin!” you cried out for him, releasing all over his huge cock covering it in glistening cum and your slick. soobin continued to fuck you throughout it all as tears began to well up in your eyes from the sensitivity. your boyfriend wiped your tears with his thumb, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. “i’m sorry, baby. just wait until i cum, too.” he grabbed your ass, pulling you up making you wrap your arms around his neck. he dropped you continuously on his huge cock, fucking you straight into overstimulation. your back was pressed against the wall, soobin destroying your pussy while his body heat radiated on to you. he fucked you like an animal, each thrust pulling the air out of your lungs. “gonna fill you up with my seed,” soobin breathed out. “i’ll fill you up so good it’ll drip out of you for weeks.” his hips began to lose its rhythm, thrusting erratically as a sign that he’s close. “m’gonna fuck you full of my kids tonight. gonna fuck you so hard your pussy will be shaped like my dick. you’d love that, wouldn’t you?” he questioned. you gave a weak “mhmm,” in response. “my personal cumdump. all mine. everyone will know who you belong to the second they see you.” he continued on his ramble, promising yourself to him. you could barely think straight, only focusing on the fact soobin was railing you into oblivion. even the term rearranging your insides would fit this context with the way he was fucking you ruthlessly. soobin had fucked you stupid. then, it hit him as his head moved into the crook of your neck, letting out a high-pitched whine. his thick, warm seed was endless in filling you. the feeling of his cum filling you up had you cumming for the third time around him. you had never felt so full, so full of cock and semen. soobin’s dick was big enough to plug it all in, the liquid being kept inside you for minutes as both of you breathed heavily. you felt soobin’s hands angle your thighs slightly, putting in a position where he was sure it wouldn’t leak out even after he pulls out. he groaned into your neck, hiding himself.

“i didn’t hurt you, right? i’m sooo sorry, ___.” you giggled. “it’s okay. i enjoyed it. you have nothing to worry about.” soobin slowly pulled himself out of you, keeping your legs in the same position. some droplets dripped out of you, running down the curve of your ass before staining the sheets.

“want to make sure it takes before we clean up.” he softly whispers, making your cheeks heat up at the thought of the possible outcome. soobin giggles before setting you down, kissing your lips one last time.

“thank you. this was the best birthday gift i’ve ever gotten.”

“of course, i love you, soobin.” you smile.

“i love you too.”

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