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#DO YOU WANNA STAY WITH THE PARTY FOREVER
darknight3904 · 4 months
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All Yours, Coryo
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𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪:ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀɪᴏʟᴀɴᴜꜱ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅꜱ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴɢꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅᴛʜɪʀꜱᴛʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛᴜʀɴ.
ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ.
𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇx. ᴄᴏʀɪᴏʟᴀɴᴜꜱ ɪꜱ ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ɴᴀɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪꜱ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ʙʟɪɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ'ꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ꜱᴏ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀʟʟ ʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴅ ꜰʟᴀɢꜱ. ꜱᴏ ᴀᴍ ɪ.
ɪ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʜɪᴛ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇꜱᴛᴇʀᴅᴀʏ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴇᴀʀʟɪᴇʀ, ɴᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ.
ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ.
Coriolanus has never been the easiest person to understand. His mind was always racing and it kept you on your toes. Even now as he fretted over his appearance in the mirror you could tell his mind was thinking of a million things beyond whether or not his tie fit him correctly.
"For what it's worth, I think you look perfect." You say, sipping at your drink, you had been ready for nearly twenty minutes while Coriolanus was still figuring out what tie matched his pants best.
"I'm sure you do but this isn't just any party, I'm campaigning tonight and everything must be perfect." He says adjusting his hair even though it already sat perfectly styled atop his head.
It was Coriolanus' 23rd birthday and instead of celebrating like you usually did, you were both spending it at a party full of people who might help him reach the presidency by the beginning of next year. You approach him and wrap your arms around him, resting your chin on his shoulder.
"It will be." You assure, pressing a kiss to his exposed neck where his makeup artist did a wonderful job at covering the marks you had left behind last night.
"If all goes well tonight, you might just become the first lady of Panem one day." He smiles at you through the mirror
"Does that mean we're getting married?" You laugh, trying to ignore the way your heart skipped a beat at the idea of being with him forever
"Maybe..." Coriolanus says suddenly avoiding your eyes as his face reddens under your gaze.
You giggle at your boyfriend's flustered face, despite how grown up he had become in the past few years he was still the same boy you met at the academy all those years ago who just wanted his own bowl of fruit to gobble down.
"You definitely wanna marry me, Coryo!" You say almost as if you had discovered a secret of his.
"Well if you're not interested I can always find another." He jests, finally tying his tie.
"Oh please, I'm the only one who could ever tolerate you." You smile as he spins around to face you and rests his hands on your hips
"That you are, darling, that you are." He smiles and presses a chaste kiss to your lips
Coriolanus is sure you are his favorite person in the entire world. From the way you'd laugh at his jokes to the way your nose whistled when you slept, he loved it all. Even now as the two of you had long abandoned your teenage years and stepped into adulthood, he knew he didn't want to lose you. His interactions with Lucy Gray and his time in District 12 had only solidified how he wanted you to stay close to him. He watches as you cross the room to slip into a pair of pretty high heels, he loved the way your dress sat on your body, it was perfectly fitted and he wondered what designer had been able to craft it so perfectly.
He looked back at the mirror and pretended to fiddle with his outfit again even though he knew he looked perfect. Instead, his eyes cast to the small table next to the mirror where a collection of photos sat you and him over the past five years. His favorite though was the one that was taken at your 17th birthday party. He remembered how warm it had been, and at one point someone had filled a bucket of water and tossed at you. He had expected you to cry out and push everyone out of your home but instead, he was met with your laughter and thus a water fight had begun. The picture of the two of you had been taken not even twenty minutes later, both of you were drenched but happy and you had linked your arms together right before the picture was taken. Sometimes he wished to go back to those moments, to relieve the last bits of his boyhood even though it meant going back to that decrepit building he once lived in and the taste of cabbage a constant on his tongue.
"Thinking about the past?" You ask from across the room.
"Thinking about how ugly we look here." He says picking up the photo
"Nonsense, we're adorable in that. If I remember correctly that was taken a few weeks before you tripped me in my room trying to slow dance and then you gave me the kiss of a lifetime." You smile
"I didn't trip you, you tripped me with your bad dancing." He laughed, returning the photo to its proper place among the others.
"Whatever you say, Coryo." You smiled, he could tell you didn't believe one word that came from his mouth about the tripping incident.
These parties were always a bit tedious for you. You enjoyed seeing Coriolanus happy among Capitol elites and you loved the lavish dresses you got to wear but sometimes it became overwhelming. The sheer amount of reporters that were always at these things is what drove you crazy. Coriolanus ate the attention up and answered all their questions about how he'd change Panem for the better but you were usually left answering questions about what your dress was made of or what your relationship was with Coriolanus. He often assured you that once he won the presidency he'd have more control over what was asked and that you'd never have to answer another dress question again. You hoped he won as soon as possible, it was tiring pretending this line of questioning was interesting.
"Is that real gold on your sleeves?"
"Is that ring on your finger an engagement ring?"
"Who did your hair for the evening?"
"Are you going to have the future president's children?"
"Did you seduce Coriolanus Snow for power in the Capitol?"
"How many toes do you have?"
God you wished they'd all shut up, or at least get better questions. Even just something as small as your involvement with your father's company would've been better than this. You ignored whatever trash was coming from their mouths and held on to Coriolanus' arm like he was going to disappear and end up back in District 12 again.
You remembered that day very well, after Coriolanus' tribute had won he had just disappeared despite promising to walk you home after the games had ended. When he didn't show up for graduation either, you found yourself outside Tigris and Grandma'am's new residence looking for answers. Tigris had told you what happened with him and that girl, Lucy Gray, how he cheated with rat poison and a handkerchief of his father's. At first, you had been distraught that he was sent off to District 12, stuck there for twenty years as some peacekeeping grunt, you'd be an ugly middle-aged woman by the time he got back! You had been in the pits of despair about your relationship with him but all it took was one terrifying meeting with Dr. Gaul to change your attitude. Once she revealed that Coriolanus would be back in the Capitol soon, and she was simply testing his dedication to the games, you relaxed. While Dr. Gaul might not have all her marbles you knew she wasn't lying, and sure enough, your Coriolanus returned to you in a matter of weeks.
However, he returned to you differently though. Sure, his head was shaved like all Peacekeepers and the curls you loved to play with were gone, but his attitude had also changed. Perhaps it was that Songbird he never wanted to speak of even now. You could never quite place what happened between Coriolanus and her, all that mattered to you was that he had assured you it wasn't romantic. Just shared ambitions to both win something. In her case her life and in his the Plinth Prize, not that that went well for her since she had disappeared shortly after she went home. You weren't quite sure what to make of Lucy Gray, the mysterious Songbird who had enchanted all of Panem just five years ago. You had only spoken to her once and it was just to compliment her singing during her interview. She hadn't exactly impressed you with her in that moment but she must have impressed Coriolanus at some point if he was willing to break rules for her.
Or perhaps his change was due to whatever training Peacekeepers went through and the death of Sejanus that had rocked the entire Capitol when he was revealed as a traitor, you knew Coriolanus had been close to him. Of course, despite all his changes and attitude adjustments, he never applied them to you. So, here you stayed by his side, happy that he still loved you the same. Soft touches and sweet words remained constant as the two of you aged and explored the advantages of adulthood. One of your favorite things about being 23 was moving out of your family's home and into the penthouse Coriolanus had chosen for the two of you. Waking up next to Coriolanus each day and seeing how he looked before his eyes fluttered open had to be your favorite part of the days you spent together. Brushing his hair from his eyes and counting the freckles that just barely brushed his pale skin was something you did daily until his pretty blue eyes met yours again. Once he did wake though, it was hard to get him to stay in bed with you. His peaceful state was always replaced with a man who was always working towards something, ambition was always fueling him.
You didn't mind his rough exterior that emerged each morning though, Coriolanus was cold and hard on everyone but you. Perhaps it was your shared childhood memories and teenage romance that prevented him from treating you coldly like he did poor Tigris but you weren't sure. One thing you did know was that the boy you grew up with was gone and a man stood in his place, brooding and cold to everyone but you.
"I'm going to get us a drink and then if you want we can dance." He whispered in your ear
"Can you get me that fizzy lemon drink they usually serve?" You ask
"Of course, I'll bring you some of those hors d'oeuvres you like with the cheese as well."
And then, he was gone from your side moving expertly through the crowd. That dazzling blonde hair accompanied by the broadest shoulders you've ever seen on a man disappeared among the throngs of people craning their necks to get a better look at the future president and his pretty face.
"A true marvel isn't he?" a voice to your right said
You turned to be met by none other than Lucky Flickerman, a drink in one hand and a young child's hand grasped in the other.
"I'm not interested in doing an interview, Lucky. If you want information on Coryo you can ask him yourself." You say, ready to walk away from the Capitol's favorite news anchor turned Hunger Games host.
"Coryo...what an interesting nickname, a bit childish for a man who might watch over us all soon. No matter, I would however absolutely love to report on you one day and maybe even that big business you're the heiress of, but I'm actually talking to you for this little one tonight." Lucky smiles motioning to the boy who you guessed was his son. "He was admiring that stunning dress of yours and I thought he might want to see it up close and personal."
For once you didn't mind being asked about your clothes as you crouched down to the little boy's height, he couldn't be more than 5 or 6.
"You have a good eye, would you like to feel the fabric? The designer I met with made it wonderfully soft." You smile, thinking of how Tigris had gushed over the blood-red fabric that would perfectly match Coriolanus' suit with you just weeks ago.
The boy reaches his hand out and brushes it along expensive fabric and a smile grows on his face.
"What's your name?" You ask
"Caesar." He says "I just turned 6 last week."
"Well, Caesar, six is a marvelous age to be, you can do all sorts of things at six. In fact, when I turned six I learned to ride a bicycle for the first time, I did however scrape my knees half a million times. I even still have a few scars on my knees would you like to see them?." You smile at him and he nods.
"Lucky Flickerman, I thought I told your producers that you weren't allowed to bother her with your idiotic questions the way the other reporters do. You clearly don't value your job, if you did you would have listened to my words." Coriolanus' voice suddenly fills your ears as you quickly right yourself, remembering how he once told you you'd have to start holding yourself with more decorum at these events. 'No more acting like a stupid teenager' had been his exact words one night when you were eating dinner together in your shared room.
"It's fine, his son wanted to say hello." You smile down at Caesar, take your lemon drink, and pop some of the food Coriolanus brought with him into your mouth. You sincerely hoped that you weren't about to witness Lucky being fired by the newest mastermind behind The Hunger Games and future the president.
From the corner of your eye, you see Coriolanus cast an intimidating look down at the boy and you resist the urge to elbow him in the ribs and force him to apologize to the poor child who was now cowering behind his father's stylish pant leg.
"I'll see you later, Lucky. We are going to go dancing now." Coriolanus says setting your barely sipped drink and food on a tray of a passing server before whisking you away.
"You're bad with children, Coryo." You say as he leads you towards the dance floor.
"And you're bad at reading people, darling." He says, ignoring the way you pouted at your loss of lemon drink and cheese-sprinkled food.
"What do you mean?" You ask, confused
"Lucky just wanted to get you to answer questions about me," Coriolanus says as he leads you in a dance, the both of you had gotten exceptionally better since your failure at 17 in your childhood bedroom.
"Oh." You say, a bit sad that he wasn't genuinely interested in you, just another dumb reporter who wanted news on Coriolanus' next move. It was amazing how Coriolanus always knew what others were thinking and how to approach a situation best.
"It's alright, just ignore him next time," Coriolanus says, gently squeezing your waist as a form of reassurance.
You nod and rest your head on his shoulder as you spin around the dance floor, suddenly wishing you were tangled up in bed with him rather than dancing in heels that were pinching your toes.
"Can I confess something to you?" Coriolanus whispers, his lips tickling your ear.
"Of course, always " You reply honestly
"I hate seeing you interacting with them." He says in a low voice.
"Them?" You ask
"These people. Seeing them ask you questions about your dress or hair, makes me want to toss them into the arena and watch one of Gaul's mutts rip them apart. I hate the way they look at you like you're a piece of meat attached to my side." He says, possessiveness lacing his tone.
"Oh...well I'm sure they don't all think that way." You try to reason, hoping that he wasn't right about this read on others.
"I doubt it. Look at that one by the fountain in the blue jacket." He says nodding to his right.
You glance over to the fountain and see an old man with a fluffy white beard and white hair to match. He seemed to be carefully watching you and Coriolanus spinning on the dancefloor but you weren't quite sure.
"I'm positive he's standing there imagining what it'd look like if this pretty dress was on the floor and you were on top of him," Coriolanus whispers, knowing it'll have you blushing in his arms.
"Coryo..." You say, trying to keep your composure as he presses his body to yours while you wonder if he's truly right and the old man across the pretty courtyard is truly ogling you.
"Too bad I'm the only one who will ever know what that looks like." He says a certain arrogance in his voice you can't quite place.
"Stop it." You scold, trying to hide the fact that your face is as red as your dress.
"Why? I can't wait to get back to our bedroom tonight and bring what's in my head to life." Coriolanus laughs, his voice was husky in your ears and making you weak in the knees.
"You're so embarrassing, Coryo." You say into his chest, avoiding that sharp gaze he had. How could someone act so well-composed but also have the dirty mind of a perverted teenage boy?
Coriolanus stops leading your dance and hooks a finger under your chin so you're looking up at him again. Sharp blue eyes that felt like they were staring into your soul looked at you, full of passion and want.
"My heart burns for you, darling, as it always has. You're mine, my perfect girl, all mine." He promises before swooping in to deliver what might qualify as the most monumental kiss in all of history.
A certain warmness spreads across your body as he kisses you in public for the first time. It's moments like this with your Coriolanus make your heart swell, these moments remind you that the little boy with the golden curls you met when you were just twelve lives on, just in a different way. You know the teenager you once ate cabbage soup and bread with sweet jam watches over you as you kiss his 23-year-old self, you know he's smiling at where the two of you are now. You're sure that the same boy who once spun you around your childhood bedroom to your favorite slow song is still here with you now, even if he rarely shows his face. Coriolanus Snow is always watching over you, every version of him envelopes you tonight as he shows the world who you are to him.
Your head spins and your lungs burn as you hear a few whoops and cheers from onlookers while others whisper about how Coriolanus' hands are wandering all over your body. You're sure the way he's kissing you is going to end up on some Capitol news reel tomorrow morning but you can't find the heart to care. Somewhere in his chest, you feel Coriolanus let out a deep groan when you run your hands through his hair ruining the way it was perfectly styled for the evening. You gasp when his teeth nip at your bottom lip and pull away, a gasp for air leaving your now surely swollen lips.
"All yours, Coryo." You assure him and lean in for another kiss.
You smile as he kisses back and couldn't care less about what the world around you thinks, you had your Coryo, the boy who you grew up with and ate cabbage together in his decrepit home, the same boy who danced with you despite his own lack of skill. You were with your Coriolanus, the man who was going to carry Panem into a new age of glory.
Part Three
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So I uh sorta ended up abandoning fluffy Coryo thoughts from part one and went with the reader's pov of him at 23, I hope that's okay with all of you. He still loves you though don't worry, it's just in his own Coryo way. His own magically manipulative Coryo way. I was initially going to make this part during the 10th Hunger Games but then I thought, wouldn't it be interesting to see how he interacts with reader post Lucy Gray considering how much she changes his ideals. To make things clear, every moment with Lucy Gray and Coryo has occurred and the reader is unaware of pretty much all of it here, obviously since she's so goo goo gah gah over him.
If you'd like more of my writings about Coryo and you, my fic Blank Space might be the read for you, it also has a part two that is available now You can read them both here. (Yes it's based on the Taylor Swift song)
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matchaitham · 11 months
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matcha! i loved your alhaitham drabble based on a meme😭!! your writing got me laughing at 3 am so i wanted to request another fic based on a meme😚
y'know that one video where a person wakes up their roommate in the middle of the night to ask random questions to see how confused they get?
how about the reader doing that to diluc, cyno, and kaveh?🌚 like babe wake up, i stole mora from the fatui and they're after us so we gotta live in dragonspine as hermits forever
and the boys just go 'yes, that's amazing sweetie' while half asleep😭😭
okie sorry for the long rant HAHAHA feel free to ignore this, no pressure at all!
"Babe wake up..."
Summary: You prank your lover by waking them up in the middle of the night to ask nonsensical questions to see how they react. It goes as well as expected.
Diluc, Cyno, Kaveh x gn! Reader
Note: never letting Diluc rest in my fics, huh? deserved (affectionate) also YES ANON THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS IDEA! and thankies for loving my lil drabble and for the kind words ( ˊᵕˋ )♡ i hope you're fine with me using your example as an actual line btw hashdhsa
Genre: fluff, humor
Warnings: none, just a bunch of nonsense
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Diluc
"Diluc...Diluc!"
He props himself up with his forearm, eyes bleary and dazed when they meet yours, "Uhmm? Hmm?"
"We forgot to wash the dishes so Klee took them away and the Knights of Favonius confiscated them all."
He looks at you like he's just received terrible news, his eyebrows drawn and his mouth agape.
Who knew he was so expressive when disoriented by sleep? (He can't fight his face muscles)
"Even my favorite mug?"
Deep inhales (name), don't let this ruin your prank.
"Even your favorite mug," you nod solemnly.
He pouts so deeply that you wished so bad you had a kamera with you. It's a once in a lifetime memento!
"Don't worry though, I negotiated with the knights so we'll get them back at the cost of selling Dawn Winery!" You can't help but pinch his cheeks, wondering if he can be just as cute while wide awake.
He sighs in relief before nuzzling back into his pillows, "That's nice, thank you darling."
Aaand he's asleep again.
The next morning he's adamantly washing your plates, stating that he had a weird dream about dishes.
Cyno
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"Babe? Cynooo?"
Your lover splutters awake, eyes darting back and forth the room as if searching for a threat.
He finally meets your eyes, "What's wrong?"
"Don't be too surprised, but the eggs we bought from the market hatched, so you're a dad now."
His gaze falls to the blankets covering you two. He looks so serious as if truly mulling over your ridiculous question.
You had a feeling he was onto your little prank when─
"I was pregnant..?"
Oh dear, the look on his face is so akin to someone high on anesthesia it almost makes you wanna crumple on the spot.
"Co─pfft! Congratulations, my love!" You say in between wheezes.
"We need'a organize a baby shower," his eyes begin to droop again, "and a gender reveal party..."
"Cyno? You still with me?"
Nope, he's out cold in dreamland filled with chickens and parties.
Kaveh
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(Bold of you to assume he's asleep in the first place)
But around this time, he starts to get delirious, so might as well take advantage of it as revenge for making you stay up so late with him.
"Kaveh," you ask with a voice as serious as you can muster, "I stole mora from the Fatui to fund your latest project."
"...babe," he looks at you with the most devastated face and you almost blow your cover.
"I'm serious," you frown, but it's just you trying so hard not to laugh.
"The wha─you stole? From the Fatui? I'm sorry??"
"Kaveh!" You cross your arms in feign distress, "I stole mora from the Fatui and they found out so we gotta hide in Gandharva Ville as hermits forever."
He genuinely looked so shocked over the future you made up and you almost felt bad.
"Aww man, that's...that's ok sweetheart, I'll miss Sumeru City and the Palace of Alcazarzaray, but I'll live with you in hiding forever, I promise."
You could not hold out your laughter anymore. Well, good luck trying to make amends in the morning.
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latherinhoney · 5 months
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2:00 am
(jake & heeseung - enhypen)
genre: college au
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description: heeseung, jake and you have been best friends since forever, going off to the same college and even sharing an apt together. Finding time to relieve yourself can be difficult, especially living with other people since you don't want to be caught but what if it was your best friend? What if they offered to help you out in the name of being best friends and that they always help each other out no matter the situation.
5.3k words
warnings: 18+, hard smut, breeding/creampie, double penetration, anal, eating out, nipple play, some cock warming, overstim, masturbation, getting caught, use of sex toys, pet names, best friends to lovers kinda?? they just wanna fuck one another
a/n: hello hello, it's been a while since i've posted something but I had a request for a heejake x reader smut and decided why not? this is probably the longest smut i've ever worked on, it's pretty filthy lmao but as always i hope you enjoy and send me any requests! :)
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The three of you had been sharing an apartment ever since they finally let you move out of the dorms your freshman year. Jake, Heeseung and you had been friends since basically forever. Everyone always said how you guys were basically attached at the hip and did everything together.
When senior year rolled around, you guys couldn’t bear the thought of being separated from one another, going to different schools so you guys agreed to apply to the same schools. Luckily fate was on your guys side and you all got accepted into the same school. 
Though you guys did have have your occasional fights and bickering, you couldn’t imagine yourself anywhere else. You all complemented each other very well and meshed together. Since you were broke college students, you obviously couldn’t splurge for the nicest apartment but you guys managed to find a 2 bedroom for an amazing price. Jake and Heeseung shared a room and they gave you the honors of having your own bedroom. 
It was great having your own room, it was decorated the way you wanted and was the perfect place for when Heeseung and Jake started getting a little too annoying. The talk of significant others and hookups came often as you would all ask each other if you could bring back someone home. Hearing the main door close and open plus the shuffling of feet. Then hearing the bedroom door close shut and the noise of the bed hitting against the wall echoing throughout the apartment. 
Jake was notorious for bringing girls back home to the apartment for his late night hookups. Considering he was at frat parties so often it was basically like was apart of a fraternity. At least once a week he was coming home with a new girl, to which he would send a text ahead of time and which meant Heeseung and you would be roomates for the night. On the other hand Heeseung wasn’t much of a hookup culture guy although his looks could say otherwise, he only par took in them occasionally. He preferred to stay in and do whatever activity he pleased over finding some girl to hookup with. Though with you, you never really participated in hookups. Only having had one serious boyfriend in your lifetime it was just something that didn’t interest you. 
Though that didn’t mean you we’re a complete angel. Hidden in the nightstand next to your bed was your collection of toys. When the guys were out of the apartment, it was your time for your fix. Thankfully you’d never been caught by Jake or Heeseung but have had very close calls. Just last week when they we’re both out of the house, you we’re riding your dildo using your vibrator, so close to hitting your peak. “Fuck” you had moaned throwing your head back. You kept the vibrator on your clit as you could feel your stomach bubbling. “Ima cum soon” you whimpered out to yourself. That’s when you heard keys moving and the main door open. You had forgotten to lock your bedroom door and there was a 50/50 chance that Heeseung would pop in. Immediately lunging up, you shut the door and locked it. That was an extremely close call. Ever since then you were extremely careful and planned out when you we’re going to masturbate to minimize the chance of them potentially walking in on you. Though as of recently they we’re home a lot more then usual and it was starting to drive you slightly insane. You hadn’t been able to find a chance to relieve yourself and it was starting to get to you. 
“ You okay?” Jake asked tilting his head. 
“I’m okay” you muttered “Just slightly irritated is all.” 
“Hmmm well what’s irritating you?” 
“Ah it’s nothing, don’t worry I’ll take care of it” 
“It doesn’t seem like nothing but if you ever need help, Heeseung and me always here for whatever it is” 
That night you lied in your bed wondering what the hell Jake meant by that. The way he had said “for whatever it is” your imagination started running wild. Did he know? Could he tell?  So many questions swirled around inside your head. Did he mean something else with different intentions? “No, this is stupid” you thought to yourself “How could I think that one of my bestest friends wanted to fuck me? Don’t be stupid” You snapped out of it and turned over on your bed and looked at the clock 2:00am. Everyone was asleep by now, so it was either going to be now or never. You looked over at your door to make sure it was closed and started slowly opened your nightstand to reveal your array of toys. 
It’d been so long since you last masturbated that you we’re becoming impatient fumbling around grabbing a toy. You quietly slid down your pants making sure that you weren’t making any noise that Jake and Heeseung could hear from the other room. You then slipped off your underwear throwing it to the side of the bed. Reaching your hand down, you started rubbing your clit. You pratically moaned at how good it felt since it’d been so long. Quickening your pace, you grew wetter and wetter. 
Moving your hand down to grab some of your arousal to continue rubbing your cilt. The noises your body were making were so lewd, that in the back of your mind you we’re praying that Heeseung or Jake wouldn’t wake up. As you continued rubbing your clit, an aching feeling grew in your core, the feeling of needing to be stuffed. You reached over to grab your dildo and aglined up with your entrance, slowly pushing it in.
It’d been a while so the stretch was a little uncomfortable but not unwelcome. Gasping at how good it felt, you continued to warm up to it until it fully slipped in. Slowly moving it in and out you started to quicken the pace. Rubbing your clit at the same time you could feel your mind slowly slipping.
Needing to bite your tongue to keep your whimpers in, you continued moving the dildo at a quickened pace. “Fuck” you whispered out, you knew you weren’t going to last much longer with the warm feeling quickly growing in your stomach. You kept going at a relentless pace, the tip of the dildo rubbing over your g-spot with every thrust. “FuckFuckFuck” you continued whispering out. The feeling in your stomach getting tighter by the second. 
While almost getting to the brink of your climax that’s when you failed to hear footsteps walking towards your door. Heeseung woke up groggy in the middle of the night, looking at his phone he saw that it was 2:00am. He set his phone back down and got out of bed to use the restroom. In his groggy state he used the restroom and went over to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water and that’s when he heard it. He saw that the lights in your room we’re still dimly on and could hear noise coming from your room. He found it odd since you would usually have your lights off by this time. Finishing his glass of water, he started walking over to your room. 
He could hear noise from your room but couldn’t exactly make out what it was. Since you guys we’re so close with one another you usually didn’t have to knock on each others doors. If the doorknob was locked that’s when you knew the other person wanted privacy. That’s when Heesung opened the door, watching you about to hit your climax. He stood there frozen like a statue realizing what he had just walked into. It was too late for you stop when out of the corner of your eye you saw your bedroom door swing open, looking at Heeseung standing in your doorframe dumbfounded. 
“Fuck” you moaned out as you reached your peak arching your back off the bed. Not being able to stop you continued riding your high out until you came down from your peak. You then embarrassed reached to grab your blankets and quickly throw them over yourself. You could feel the heat on your face growing stronger from the embarrassment of getting caught. 
“Can I help you?” you breathe out slightly panting. 
“Uhmm…uhmmm” Heeseung stammers out, as his face slowly grows bright red. 
Not being able to get the words out of his mouth he steps back and slams the door shut. 
“Oh my fucking god, no way” Heeseung whispers panickedly as he rushes back to his room. He sat on the corner of his bed and processed what he just saw. You, balls deep with your dildo hitting your peak. Remembering you moaning as you reached your peak, not stopping even though he opened the door and watched what you we’re doing. The way your back arched from the bed and the way you couldn’t stop fucking yourself even when you reached your peak made Heeseung’s mind completely lose train of thought. Although he didn’t want to admit it he was turned on and found it arousing. 
Sure he always thought you we’re cute and found you attractive but never thought of pushing your guys relationship past only being best friends. Though something in his mind flipped when he saw you cumming on your bed. It was the first time he thought of wanting something more and wanted to push the boundaries of your friendship. Hearing the noise of the bedroom shut and whisper panicking from the other corner of the room, Jake also woke up from his sleep slightly panicked. 
“Hey, Heeseung what’s wrong?” He asks with a raspiness in his throat
“I can’t believe I just saw that” Heeseung says as he puts his hands up to his face. 
“What man? What happened?” 
“It’s so awkward, I don’t even know if I can tell you” 
“You know damn well there’s no awkward thing you can say in this friendship, what happened?” 
You lied under your covers completely mortified about what had just happened. You couldn’t believe that Heeseung had just caught you masturbating and literally caught you at the worst part too. You don’t even know how you we’re going to face him after this, praying a hole would open up on your bed and swallow you whole to save you from the embarrassment. “Fuck and of course it’s when I haven’t done it for a while either” you groan throwing your head back. 
“And that’s what happened” Heeeung says finally removing his hands from his face, red still decorating his face. 
“No way, oh my god” Jake laughs slightly “That must’ve been so awkward” 
“I was literally frozen dude, I couldn’t move at all, all I could do was watch” 
“Oh my god” Jake continues to laugh “But tell me this” getting slightly more serious “... was it hot…?” 
“We’re all best friends for fucks sake, I can’t be thinking like this”
“Listen, I know it’s weird but you can’t tell me you haven’t at least had the thought cross your mind?” 
“... I mean, I won’t lie and say I haven’t but still” 
“ I mean cmon Hee haven’t you seen when she walks around the apartment in those tiny ass shorts or when she wears those tight shirts with her boobs almost spilling out?” 
“..... yes….” 
“And you got hard watching her cum, right?” Jake says pointing at Heeseung’s obvious hard-on. “Listen, I told her if she needed help with anything to let us know and we can obviously tell she needs help right now so now’s the perfect opportunity” 
“Are you sure? Shouldn’t we just leave her alone I’m pretty sure she’s embarrassed” 
“She’s gonna be embarrassed regardless, might as well face the problem right now” 
“I hope your right” 
Jake and Heeseung get up and off the bed and start heading towards your room. You hear the footsteps leading towards your bedroom and curse “Fuck what could he want now” you groan not wanting to lift the sheets from up off your face. That’s when you heard a knocking from your door “can I come in?” you hear Heeseung from the other side of the door. You roll your eyes “What’s the fucking point of knocking on the door anymore” you think to yourself “Yes cmon in”. That’s when you see two people enter the room instead of one. You were even more mortified no fucking way Heeseung told Jake about this too. “HEESEUNG” you yelled out “You told him??” 
“Im sorry, I was panicking, and Jake asked what was wrong and I couldn’t hold it in” Heeseung said rubbing the back of his neck. Though on the other hand Jake was looking at you with a stern look. Worried about what he was going to say, you avoided making eye contact with him. “I thought I told you if you needed help with anything to let us know” he says crossing his arms. By this point your mind was running a hundred miles an hour, what did he just say? Did help with anything mean what you actually thought it meant? You swear you we’re starting to go crazy no way he just said that? 
“Well… uhmmm.. I didn’t think that’s what you meant.” You said avoiding eye contact. “We’re best friends, best friends help each other out with anything no matter what it is” Jake says his gaze darkening. 
“Well typically “normal” best friends don’t help each other out in this type of situation. 
“Well every friendship is different and we’re just taking ours to the next step.” 
You couldn’t help but admit that you did find them attractive, the way Jake and Heeseung would walk around with only a small towel wrapped around their waist after a shower. The way it hung low and could see their v-line start forming but you kept these thoughts to yourself because you guys we’re best friends. But when Jake and Heeseung had their hookups and you could hear a new girl moaning from the other room you couldn’t help but wonder is it as good as it sounds? But again these we’re thoughts you kept to yourself. 
Jake and Heeseung sat down on opposite sides of your bed and looked at each other nodding to one another before they opened their mouths to say what they we’re going to say. You we’re nervous having no idea what they we’re going to say or do. 
“If your okay with this we’re willing to take this friendship to the next step but need your confirmation” 
The way they both looked at you made your stomach fill with butterflies. “Yes please, I need both of you so bad I’ve been so lonely” you whimpered. The green light flashed and both of them immediately took their opportunity. 
“Fuck Princess we’re gonna make you feel so good” Heeseung pants out leaning into you. 
Jake immediately leans in to start kissing you on the lips, his kiss filled with want and need. You can feel the desperation behind his kiss, him wanting more and more. He slips his tongue out asking for permission and once let in the kisses start turning sloppy with him not being able to get enough of you. Meanwhile Heeseung roamed his hands all over your body, slipping them under your shirt and grabbing onto your boobs. He couldn’t believe it all the times he thought about how your tits looked like when you would wear those skimpy tops, he was finally about to see them. He unclasped your bra and started massaging your boobs which made you let out a moan into Jake’s mouth. 
“Feeling good baby?” Heeseung smirked continuing to play with your tits. You could feel your brain start to feel fuzzy with how good you were feeling. He moved his hands down to play with your nipples, causing an instant reaction from you. He rubbed the pads of his fingers on your nipples and then would pinch them rolling them inbetween his fingers, toying with them. You could already feel a warm feeling of arousal forming in your stomach from how good Heeseung was making you feel. Lifting your shirt up, he revealed your breasts his mouth practically watering at the sight of them. Leaning in, he opened his mouth and took a nipple in his mouth. Swirling his tounge around the bud has he continued licking it. Letting go for a slight breather he then started sucking on your nipples, now taking turns between both tits. 
You threw your head back in pleasure not being to contain your composure but Heeseung continued sucking and started slightly grazing his teeth over your buds. 
“Fuck Hee mmhm” you moan out. 
He took this a good sign and kept sucking on your nipples at a feverish pace. The kisses with Jake turned to the point where you we’re just exchanging saliva. He pulls back from your face and looks at you, you notice his lips are all red and his eyes are blown out. 
“Fuck I just can’t get enough of you” Jake whimpers leaning in for one more kiss. 
He pulls away noticing that your shirt was barely on due to Heeseung sucking on your tits. He helps you and pulls the rest of it off your body, leaving you completely naked only thing covering you was your blanket covering your bottom half. 
“Fuck baby, you’re so fucking beautiful” Jake praises as he takes in your body. He slowly moves his hand down your stomach to reach for the hem of your pants for him to only realize that you didn’t have anything. He groans at the fact that you didn’t have anything on turning him on even more. 
“Naughty” Jakes teases “You didn’t have anything on this whole time?” 
“Was masturbating before I got caught I didn’t have the time to put anything back on” 
“Oh?” Jake laughs “Well it definitely speeds up the pace” 
He lifts the blanket off your legs, the only thing still keeping you covered now fully exposed. He reaches his hand down once again starting to rub your clit. 
“Fuck Jake”
He kept rubbing your clit, picking up the pace already forming a pool of arousal. Heeseung took a moment to stop sucking on your tits and watched Jake rub your clit. He lazily played with your nipples as he watched Jake. Having the both of them watch you while you got your clit rubbed made the warm feeling in your stomach grow. 
“Fuckkkk” Heeseung groans out as he watched Jake slip his fingers inside of your cunt and start to finger you. By this point your mind was clouded, the only thing you could focus on was cumming. 
“Don’t just look Heeseung, start rubbing her clit” Jakes commands. Heeseung snapping out of his state moves his hand over and starts rubbing on your clit. With both of them fucking you at the same time, you we’re pratically begging to cum. The noises your body we’re making with Jake’s fingers slipping in and out and Heeseung rubbing on your clit feverishly we’re so lewd, almost pornographic. 
“FuckFuckFuck I’m gonna cum please don’t stop” you whimpered out. 
“Cum for me princess” 
The warm feeling in your stomach reached it’s peak and just like that snapped. 
“Fuck mmhm cumming” you whimper out 
Jakes continues fingering you riding out your climax and Heeseung never lets up his pace. Coming down from your high they don’t let up their pace, they just keep going. You started to feel overstimulated begging for them to stop as you couldn’t take it anymore. 
“PleasePleasePlease no more” you cry out trying to squirm away but they just hold a tighter grip on you. 
“Aww baby doesn’t want to anymore?” Jake coos “Just give us one more” 
The familiar feeling started growing in your stomach again and this time faster. This time around Heeseung took it as a opportunity and removed his hand from your clit and leaned in instead to place his mouth on your clit. He sucked on it, starting to swirl his tounge around your clit. You swore you almost started seeing stars from how good it felt. 
“Hey, not fair” Jake said getting jealous “I wanted to eat her out too” 
Jakes pulls his fingers out causing you to gasp for air from the loss of contact. He put his hand in his mouth, savoring the taste of you on his lips. 
“You taste so fucking good I need more” 
He drops his head down and joins Heeseung in eating your pussy out. Both of them lapping and taking turns at sucking on your clit. Eating you with a hunger that seemed they couldn’t get enough of. Jake returned his fingers back into your pussy that was weeping for attention. 
“Oh my god you're so wet, so wet for me and heeseung?” “Bet this pussy of yours is just begging to be stuffed.” 
He slips his fingers in and you let out a whimper. 
“Mhhhm fuck please, fuck me” You plead looking up at Jake.
He moves his fingers in and out quickening his pace. The familiar feeling yet again growing in the pit of your stomach. He curls his fingers slightly to hit your g-spot ripping out a moan from you. You didn’t know how much longer you we’re going to last at this rate. Heeseung never let up the pace he was eating you out at, eating you like it was his last meal. His tongue roamed all over your pussy determined to find your sensitive spots and it didn’t help that Jake was there helping him eat you out too. Licking your pussy at the same time it was almost too much to be able to take. 
The feeling was starting to grow tighter and you knew you we’re going to cum soon. 
“I can feel that pussy of your tightening around my fingers are you gonna cum baby?” says Jake before taking another mouthful of you. “Cum for us baby” Jake groans out
Those we’re the words you needed to hear before you we’re pushed over the edge. Reaching your peak felt like an out of body experience, the pleasure completely overtaking your body. Jake and Heeseung continued eating you out riding out your peak before you finally starting coming down from it. 
“Princess you taste so good, fuck I need more” Heeseung whimpers into your pussy trying to clean as much of your arousal as he could. He continues to slurp you, coming down from your high you began to squirm in his grasp from still being sensitive. On the other hand Jake pulls away and yet again puts his fingers in his mouth to suck your cum from his fingers. 
“Always taste so good can’t get enough” Jake grins.
 By this point you had been fucked out of your mind, recieving not one but two explosive orgasms. Your body was getting tired by this point but you could tell Jake and Heeseung we’re just getting started. You look up to see Jake and Heeseung’s hard-ons as they palm over their cocks. 
“Fuck I can’t wait put my cock into your tight pussy” Jake whimpers out as he rushes to take off his clothes. In your drunken bliss you watch as Heeseung and Jake move quickly to take off their clothes. As you watch them remove the last of their clothes, slipping off their boxers you realize just how big they are. Their cocks stiff and leaking pre-cum already. “Fuck” you thought to yourself “How are they gonna fit?” You adjust yourself sitting back up and look over at both of them, you could see a hunger lingering in their eyes. 
“Lay on your back” Heeseung demands becoming more assertive then before, you’d never seen this side of him. You do as told and readjust yourself to lay on your back. Heeseung’s moves over to your side and grabs onto you to readjust your body onto his lap. You can feel the way his hard cock presses against your back and shudder at the thought that pretty soon he’d be inside of you. Jake then moves over to position himself in front of you. You didn’t really know what they had planned and looked at them in confusion. 
“What are we about to do?” you ask with a puzzled look 
“We’re going to fuck you at the same time” Jake smirks 
“Oh”
Your mouth runs dry at the thought. Both? At the same time? You didn’t even know if they’d even be able to fit inside of you let alone take both at the same time. Heeseung grabs onto your ass and starting to massage it. 
“Relax, we’ll take good care of you” 
Heeseung grabs his cock in his fist pumping it a few times, watching as the pre-cum starts to leak down his cock. Bitting his lip he isn’t able to contain his moans and let’s them slip. 
“Fuck I need you inside of me already, I can’t take it anymore” Heeseung whines. 
Letting go of his cock, he reaches back down for your ass and lifts you up slightly re-positioning himself to lean his back slightly on the headboard. He has perfect view of your ass, drooling at the fact that his cock was finally going to be inside of you. 
He lowers you back down onto his cock and feel his cock slowly start to enter your ass. He slowly pushes it in letting you get adjusted to his length but grits his teeth as your ass clenches around his tip. Breathing heavily he continues to slowly further push into you until your finally balls deep. Your ass feels full and the strech is slightly uncomfortable but welcome. You ask Heeseung to just stay like this for a few minutes so you could adjust to his cock. 
“Princess I’m going insane I could cum from just this, please can I move?” Heeseung pleads. You nod your head and almost instantly Heeseung starts fucking into you, moving at a gentle pace to help you continue adjust to his length. During this Jake is touching himself to him Heeseung finally entering your ass and watching as your face contorts from pain to pleasure. It was driving him insane and he needed to feel himself inside of you. 
He shot Heeseung a glance making Heeseung stop and you whimpered from the loss of friction. 
“Why’d you stop Hee?” you cry out 
“Because I can’t let you guys have all the fun” Jake remarks “Besides it wouldn’t be fair to leave this hole empty, I know how bad you want it” 
Your pussy clenches around nothing anticipating for Jake to enter you. He could cum just from watching the way your pussy clenches for him. He pumps his dick a few more times and spreads your legs, slowly entering you. Your pussy was so warm and hot that he almost came right there and then but held his composure. The way your pussy was clenching down on him was almost too unbearable for him. You felt stuffed in almost every way possible, Jake’s thick cock in your pussy and Heeseung’s in your ass made your head spin. Though having both of them inside of you wasn’t enough you needed them to start moving inside of you. Your body was begging for any type of friction at this point.
“Please, I need you to move mmhm can’t take it” you beg out. 
With that they both start to move and your body feels like it’s on fire with pleasure hitting you from every angle. The sound of skin slapping from both angles sounded so dirty but felt so amazing. Jake moved one of his hands to play with your nipples adding even more onto the pleasure. Your mind was melting and couldn’t even register the amount of pleasure you we’re feeling. 
“Fuck, princess you’re clamping down so hard on my cock it’s driving me insane” Heeseung grits out.
You could feel the way Heeseung’s cock moved in your ass repeatedly hitting your pleasure point and Jake’s tip repeatedly rubbing against your g-spot, grazing the bottom of your cervix. It was too intense and you could feel the warmness start to build in the pit of your stomach. The room was filled with heavy panting and moans, everyone focused on reaching that high. You could tell that they we’re getting close the way Heeseung’s thrusts were getting inconsistent and Jake’s face was starting to contort. 
“I don’t think i’m going to last much longer” Jake moans out. 
“Me either mmhm so close” Heeseung pants 
You could feel yourself starting to get closer and closer by the second as well, the feeling growing too intense. Jake puts a hand to your stomach, wanting to feel the way his dicks moves inside of you. With the way he was watching you being fucked stupid and him feeling the way his cock moved inside of you it was too unbearable for him. 
“Fuck baby i’m coming” Jake whimpered out. A few more sloppy thrusts and Jake unloaded inside of you. Continuing to chase his high as he fucked his cum inside of you making sure you took it in deep inside of you painting your walls. The feeling of Jake cumming inside of you sends you over the edge and hit your peak as well. 
Riding out your high, Jake continues to pound into you, your pussy clamping down on his cock. He grunts at the extra pressure put on his cock and it spurs him to continue fucking you. You start coming down from your high and Jakes fucks the last of his cum into you before slowing his pace until he stops but never pulling out from you. Before you can even question him you can feel Heeseung’s hips start stuttering 
“I’m gonna- I’m gonna fucking cum” Heeseung whines before he finally spills his load inside of you. Him cumming triggered another orgasm inside of you and both of you came at the same. It was nothing like you had felt before, the feeling of cumming from your ass felt so intense. You couldn’t help but throw your head back and whine in pleasure at how overstimulated you felt. The feeling of your ass clenching on Heeseung’s cock sent him even more over the edge. 
Fucking into you even more feverishly, making sure he stuffed you full of his seed. He wanted to make sure you we’re full of him and that you we’re his and only his. He came down from his high, hips slowing down. Your brain was mush at this point only feeling pleasure, relishing in the fact that you we’re stuffed of both of your best friend’s cum. 
“How was that baby hmm?” Jake asks. 
“So fucking good” you say slurring your words. 
“Fuck you make not wanna pull out, you feel too good” Heeseung whines hiding his face into your back. 
“Can’t we just stay like this for a bit?” Jake begs. 
You cave and stay with both of them inside of you for a few more mins. They decide it’s finally time to pull out and Heeseung makes sure to hold onto you as he pulls you off of him since he knew you’d be too weak to support yourself. Both him and Jake hiss at the loss of contact and you cry out at the loss of feeling of having them inside of you. Heeseung lays you down and both of them watch as their load drips out of you, satisfied with themselves. 
“So how was it… fucking your best friends?” Jake asks with a shit-eating grin.
“Fucking amazing” you slur in your blissed out state “We should’ve done this sooner”
Heeseung and Jake both let out a small laugh and smile. 
“I’ll go get something to wipe her down with” Heeseung says lifting himself off the bed. Jake stays and starts playing with your hair looking down at you with loving eyes. 
“What are you so giddy about” you asked softly laughing 
“Nothing, just you’re so pretty I can’t help but look at you” 
You hum as he continues to play with your hair, you could get used to this. 
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(SEQUEL TO GIRL CODE. Y/N IS NOT THE SAME PERSON)
pairing: college!mingyu x college!reader
genre: college au, smut (MDNI), fluff, crack
description: mingyu doesn't have crushes. he likes avril lavigne and sometimes he fucks pretty girls. but you seem to stir something in him that no one else can. without the trusty girl code, mingyu makes his own code to help you fall in love with him.
warnings: kindddaaa bad writing tihi, service top!mingyu, dom!mingyu, sub!reader ish, size kink (reader is mentioned several times to be smaller than mingyu and several key interactions are based on this fact), oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex (dont do it guys...), praise (f. receiving), slight possessiveness?, mingu is soooo in love with y/n, he just wants to make her cum forever :( hes a total dork
quotes from my creative director (@joshibambi): "fuck realistic portrayals of sex with men. im very content with getting exposed to this", "men like this DONT exist",
wordcount: 5.7k
a/n: im back and i think ive regained my ability to write. thank u 2 @ryusha-rose for the amazing name for this fic, it ended up becoming a bigger part of the plot, so thank u sm to them tihihihi
This could not be happening.
Forever boring and bland, his friends had opted out of the party, and Mingyu stayed behind alone. Or not alone. He almost wished he were alone, because almost any company (even none!) was better than sitting across from the two idiots before him.
“Truth or dare, Mingyu!” Josh laughed smugly, and Jeonghan held his hand over his mouth, leaning into him. “Ohhhh, truth or dare!” 
Mingyu had been down this road before. There was no winning in this scenario, Josh and Jeonghan always attempting to pry embarrassing information from him. 
The party had settled down into a low hum. Most people were going home, either humping against another anonymous body as they stumbled out, or walking alone, jacket slung over their arm. There was no reason to stay, really, and torture himself with this circle of hell. Except, of course, for you.
“I don’t wanna do the chicken dance again, so I’m gonna go with truth,” Mingyu pursed his lips, determined to not act a fool in front of you.
He’d always been vaguely aware of you, but tonight had been his first time really sitting down with you. Contrary to your two best friends, you were cool and charming, and you didn’t seem like you wanted to embarrass him. This was already gaining you Mingyu-points, but he was absolutely taken aback by your humor and your smile and he, giddily, found himself liking you. 
Mingyu didn’t usually like people - not like he had always liked Avril Lavigne (there was a poster commemorating that crush in his dorm room) - so this felt big. He was nervous, hands clammy as they slid down his jeans. 
“Tell us about your first time,” Joshua asked innocently, mischief given away by how the older man cackled and slapped his arm. You watched in amusement, eyes flickering over to him, lashes coming over them in long, black lengths. He struggled to breathe when you held his eyes, so he sucked in a breath and looked at the floor, blushing. Damn it, he was already making a fool of himself.
“That’s so rude, Josh!” you said and threw a random chip at him. It hit him on the cheek and he groaned, face scrunching up in disgust. “Ask him something nicer.” 
“You’re so boring, Y/n.” 
Mingyu looked at you gratefully and you returned a warm smile to him.
“Yuck!” Jeonghan quacked from his seat between you and Josh. “You guys get a room! I can’t believe I let this stupid kids’ game take away from my boning.” 
“You’re so gross!” you groaned. 
“Josh was gonna hook me up with this girl from his class, dude,” Jeonghan continued complaining, forever going on about his ‘sexual conquests’. “Now I’m sitting with you dorks and you won’t even let us bully Mingyu.”
“Mingyu’s nice, you guys are just assholes,” you said, gesturing towards Mingyu with your beer. Mingyu was horrified.
Now was the time. Now was the moment to return the compliment; to say anything that might flatter you and defend you from the crooks that you apparently spent your time with. 
Now, this was a bit embarrassing for Mingyu. He had recently been adopted by a female friend group - some might even call him one of the girls, but alas! - so one would think he knew all about girls and how to approach them. The truth was, Mingyu was clueless. Beyond his daydreams of Avril Lavigne, and a few casual flings here and there, he had never actually been put in this situation. 
Mingyu thought about his girl-friends, thought about their advice and their critiques, and he knew. He knew it would frankly disappoint them if he came to them with no expertise, nothing learned from the countless girls’ nights. Therefore, he had to take matters into his own hands. 
“T-Thanks,” Mingu stuttered, lisping across the word. “Y-You’re also great.” 
Fuck, he was an idiot. 
You grinned at him and the sight of your beautiful smile, your shining skin and your gently falling hair was almost enough for him to miss how Josh and Jeonghan were lifting themselves off the floor in disgusted groans. 
“Alright, time to go. Shoo now, back to your dorms. Peasants.”  _____________________________
Mingyu didn’t need his girl-friends. 
He repeated this in his head for days, like a spiritual mantra, and maybe, he hoped, maybe he would start believing it. You and him had one mutual class and he counted down the days before he could swoop in and talk to you casually, flirtatiously, and seductively. 
With the absence of the very helpful girl code (it had certainly helped his friend, Jihoon, with his crush!) Mingyu discovered and consulted a new code. Mingyu code. 
He spent his days diligently writing down his own best advice. Some rules were more helpful than others.
“Mingyu code rule 3: always wash your hands after a shower,” he hummed to himself with a small, satisfied smile, while scrubbing his hands in the steamed up bathroom. 
“Mingyu code rule 12: go on bike rides frequently for a better jawline!” he panted, hunched over his bike, and pedalling through the nearby park in the beating sun. 
Now, Mingyu was mumbling all of his new-found rules to himself, books pressed into his chest, while he approached you in class. It was the middle of the day, and the class hadn’t started yet, people still filing in from the halls. Thankfully, you were sitting alone on your phone, both Jeonghan and Joshua nowhere to be seen. The universe was working with him.
But he was still sweaty and nervous and breathing unevenly when he finally reached you. Remember the code, he reminded himself, remember to be cool and calm.
“Hey...” he whispered, and then, louder: “Hey.” 
You looked up from your phone, smiling brightly when you saw him. For such a huge man, you realized he could look quite small. 
“Hey, Mingyu!” you said cheerfully, settling your phone down on the table before you. He shuffled to sit down next to you, jacket rustling against the wood. Your seat was near the back, so the hall felt great and wide, and a little bit like an audience to his fumbling. 
Rule 14, he remembered sneakily, always wear a jacket, so girls (Y/n) will marvel at your muscles when you take it off! 
Mingyu moved to take off his jacket, eyeing you as he did so, in what he certainly thought was a sultry and sexy look. You blinked back up at him, smiling.
Oh shit. 
Something was caught on- on something! Stuck with the jacket halfway down his arm, Mingyu began struggling and writhing in it, warmth spreading across his cheeks. You smiled at him fondly, biting back a chuckle. 
“Do you need help?” you asked. “No- No, I got it, uh-”
You moved to help anyway, tugging a corner of the jacket off the design of the chair, and he stared at you widely, because you were suddenly so close to him and so cool and calm and pretty, and your fingers danced along his skin. He breathed out a heavy sigh when it finally slid off his arms, furrowing his brows in embarrassment.
“You’re clumsy, huh?” you teased, settling back in your seat and Mingyu chuckled dryly. 
“You don’t know the half of it,” he murmured, and to his delight and surprise, you laughed. You had a loud laugh. It ripped itself from your throat and bounced off the walls of the classroom. He smiled proudly at how your face contorted in joy. 
“You’re funny, Gyu,” you said, stilling finally and he swore his heart galloped in his chest at the nickname. You were so pretty and so sweet, and he wanted to hug you so bad. He grinned, then looked around the room.
“Where are Joshua and Jeonghan?” 
“God knows,” you snorted. “I think they’re poisoning the water supply of some third world country, but I could be wrong.” 
It was Mingyu’s turn to laugh, and how couldn’t he? Because you were so smart and so gorgeous, and he truly didn’t understand how he was smitten by you so fast. There was something humbling about spending all his freetime scrolling through Instagram photos and giggling when you smiled prettily at the camera. 
Next step in Mingyu code was a little tip he’d borrowed from the countless renditions and repeats of the “Jihoon story”; a heartfelt confession.
Wait a minute. Was he skipping a few steps? Surely- Oh yeah, he definitely was. He couldn’t help but want to skip to cuddling, but going from step one to seven was maybe a bit of a stretch. Jogging his brain for his ultimate “confession for Y/n” gameplan, Mingyu didn’t even notice the lull in the conversation, while he stared at you with furrowed brows and a pout.
“So, uh,” you began awkwardly, and Mingyu finally snapped out of his daze. Shit, he was being a dork again. “You coming to the party on Friday?” 
“Oh, yeah. Yeah, I’ll be there. Jus’.. Love partying.”
There was no salvaging this.
“Alright,” you giggled, confused, and finally turned your eyes to the board when the professor began speaking.
Friday, he thought, gulping down the shame. Friday I make some serious moves. _____________________________
Mingyu was not making serious moves. In fact, he wasn’t making any moves at all.
He’d never felt more strange, standing on the edge of the dancefloor and bending his knees awkwardly to the rhythm of the music. His limbs were mile long stretches and they swung uselessly around him. He looked almost lost, but, of course, it was only Soonyoung’s house. 
“You okay, man?” Wonwoo, his roommate, padded up beside him, eyeing him warily through the lens of his glasses. “Are you on something?” 
“No, I’m not on something!” Mingyu huffed, stopping his frankly pathetic dance moves and looking directly at the man before him. “I just… You know that girl Josh and Jeonghan are always hanging out with?” 
Wonwoo nodded.
“I kind of.. Really.. Like her.”
“What?!” Wonwoo exclaimed, completely forgoing his drink to look at Mingyu in bewilderment. “You haven’t liked anyone since Avril Lavigne!” 
“I know! But this girl’s just really smart and cool and funny,” Mingyu smiled shyly, eyeing you where you sat with Josh and Jeonghan, as well as two girls he didn’t recognize  - oh, wait, no, Jeonghan and one of the girls were leaving together. Just you, Josh and the blonde then. Wait, no, now Josh was leaving with the blonde. Just you.
Wonwoo saw how Mingyu’s eyes brightened with opportunity and he smiled beneath the rim of his plastic cup.
“Wait! Wonwoo! You can wingman me!” Mingyu exclaimed suddenly, hoping the older man’s presence might ease the interaction. 
“What? No!” Wonwoo grimaced.
“Why not?”
“You don’t deserve my services, Mingyu! Not after what you did to me!” 
“We’ve talked about this, the Jihoon-story is a very sweet thing and you should be happy to have been a part of it-” 
“I’m talking about the other time. Or the other-other time!”
Mingyu slumped, a pout on his pink lips. Wonwoo softened, but stayed steadfast nonetheless.
“Listen, just go talk to her. I have a girl waiting for me upstairs, I just wanted to see if you were okay,” the older man said softly, patting his shoulder while a drink was clutched in his other hand, liquid dancing against the cup-walls when he wafted his hand.
“I would be more okay if you wing-manned me-” 
“Alright, that’s enough,” Wonwoo murmured, walking away towards the stairs. Mingyu sighed and looked over at you. You were chewing your lip, face lit by the screen of your phone. 
“Mingyu code rule 17: Confidence is key. Confidence is sexy,” Mingyu reminded himself, squeezing his eyes shut and beginning to walk over to you. “You’re hot, Mingyu. You have big muscles and a pretty face.”
Mingyu could’ve almost convinced himself, but when he opened his eyes, legs mindlessly padding closer to you, you were so pretty and so intoxicating, he faltered completely. 
“H-Hi,” he stammered, brows immediately pulling up in disdain at himself. You looked up and smiled immediately, face shining bright. “Hi, Gyu! Come sit down with me!” 
He nodded dumbly, and squeezed in beside you. His muscly arms were pressed into himself and leaning on his thighs, and he tried to compose his features into something sexy and sultry, when he turned to look at you. You smiled in a sort of knowing way that had Mingyu dropping his face immediately. 
“You enjoying the party?” he rasped, turning to look out at the crowd. You pursed your lips and looked at it with him. “Not sure. It’s kind of boring and Josh and Jeonghan just left.” 
“Yeah, I saw,” he sighed, then widened his eyes. Oh God, he thought, what if you thought he was a total creep - a creepster - staring at you from across the room all creepily. “Not that I- I wasn’t- I just saw it, like, casually across the roo-” 
“Mingyu, do you want to take me out on a date?” 
Huh?
“Huh?” 
Mingyu didn’t know if he was hearing that right. The words had come so naturally and so casually from your mouth, and now you were staring at him with furrowed brows and pursed lips, and waiting expectantly for him to answer. 
“Do you want to take me out on a date?” you repeated, shrugging your shoulders, as if it were just the weather. Mingyu stared at you with whole, wide eyes, and swallowed hard. Clammy hands gripped his knees.
“Yeah,” he breathed, laughing awkwardly. His mouth was so dry and his heartbeat was almost painful in his chest, although the tensions were eased when smiled sympathetically. “I mean- if you want to-” 
“I want to go on a date with you too, Mingyu,” you reassured, smiling even wider when his lips mimicked your own. 
“Oh my God, okay, so, I was thinking Olive Garden-” Mingyu giggled, and his pure expression of joy was infectious, genuinely making your heart soar, as this huge, muscly man bounced on the couch cushions. He cut himself off halfway, narrowing his eyes. “Wait, wait, how did you know?” 
“How did I know what?” you frowned.
“That I like you?” 
Your immediate reaction was to snort. This only confused Mingyu further, so you elected to respond truthfully: “Mingyu, you always look at me so longingly, seriously-”
“That- those were sexy faces!” he pouted. 
“No, they were longing and tender. Like pull-apart meat. And then sometimes you do the- the Zoolander face-” 
“I’ve never done the Zoolander face in my life!” 
“And all your moves are so obvious, Gyu,” you watched how he slumped at those comments, a little, pitiful pout on his lips, all deflated like a puppy. You reached a hand over to caress his arm, warm and hard with muscle under your fingertips. Mingyu immediately leaned into your touch, pout being replaced with a small goofy smile. “It was very endearing, though. You’re very cute.” 
“I was going for sexy,” Mingyu said, mood lifted at your compliment, but still a little pouty.
“Then go sexy on our date,” you squeezed his bicep in your hand and he perked up. “Now that you know I like you too.” 
Hearing those words, that admission, Mingyu smiled to himself. 
Mingyu Code; he truly was genius. _____________________________
“So no Olive Garden?” you quipped, standing outside of a more upscale restaurant - candlelit and warm and Italian. Mingyu shook his head. He’d thought Olive Garden would woo any girl, but after triumphantly boasting to his girl-friends (mothers), that he’d gotten a date with a girl he liked, he’d been nothing but scolded by the restaurant choice (“A girl wants to feel pampered! Olive Garden is for post-6-month-relationships!” Yeri had squawked). 
“Not until in six months,” Mingyu said, shrugging when you lifted a brow in question. Cars were bustling past where you were standing on the sidewalk. Grass sprouted from the cracks in the cement and people idled past where the two of you were facing each other, your head craning up to his. “Wanna go inside?” he asked.
Mingyu had become more at ease, following your admission. You liked him too, he tried to remember, whenever the butterflies batting around his curving ribcage became too much. And it was becoming too much now, with how your lips spread in a smile and you nodded at him.
You walked in, hand in hand. The tables were fine, polished wood and there was a slightly-stained, white tablecloth draped over the rounded surface of the table. Sneakily, Mingyu nudged some salt and pepper shakers over the yellow splotches on the fabric, hoping you wouldn’t notice, and that you’d feel pampered. You were busy looking at the menu. 
Mingyu asked about everything - not because of Girl Code or Mingyu Code or whatever other bullshit way to woo a woman. No, he asked because he was sincerely and utterly interested in you, what made you you, what habits you got from your childhood, what made you choose your major, how you knew Josh and Jeonghan. You were so beautiful in the light of the restaurant, but more importantly, you were the most infatuating individual Mingyu had ever laid his eyes on. Maybe even more so than Avril Lavigne. 
You got to talking about Mingyu Code. 
“Well, it was because of my friends. They have Girl Code, right?” 
“Yeah, that’s God’s rules,” you hummed, sipping on a soda. 
“Mhm, and my friend followed Girl Code and he got with this girl he really liked.” 
“Mhm.” 
“But I decided to make Mingyu Code. Which is about being sexy and charming.” 
“You were none of those things,” you teased, but Mingyu had gained confidence and he leaned back in his seat with a smirk, stretching out his arms, as if gesturing to the restaurant. 
“Well, I beg to differ. You’re here now, aren’t you?” 
“I suppose I am,” you smiled, admitting defeat. “Although I don’t think you were following Mingyu Code.” 
“Yes, I was, I made it. I’m the founder of that shit,” Mingyu grimaced.
“Well, if Mingyu Code is about being sexy, then you definitely accidentally followed some other code.”
“Wha-”
“Puppy code. You’re like a big, clumsy puppy. Yeah,” you nodded to yourself, satisfied with your new name for Mingyu’s terrible, horrible guide to wooing you. “Pup Code.” 
“Why does everyone call me that?” Mingyu whined, crossing his arms and pouting. Your plates were empty and streaks of cream sauce sludged up the sides of the porcelain. 
“You give off major himbo vibes,” you said.
“I’m smart, though,” Mingyu huffed. You smiled fondly at his bratty expression. 
“I know you are.” 
Mingyu caught your eye and caught the sincerity in them, and it made his whole body ache and flutter. You liked him too, it was clear and not something Mingyu had to tell himself, it was right there, right behind your retina, twinkling at him. 
“Do you wanna..?” Mingyu trailed off, pointing his thumb to the door. You pursed your lips.
“What if I wanna take it slow?” You asked, and it was almost adorable how Mingyu’s eyes widened and he shook his head vehemently and seriously. 
“That’s okay! We can- we can totally do that,” he said decidedly, as if it weren’t a bother at all (because it wasn’t). 
“Okay,” you nodded, letting go of your now finished drink. “But if I want you to take me to your room right now and fuck me?”
Mingyu whipped his head to yours, the way a door bursts open. You saw him swallow, throat dry and heavy, and biting his lip.
“That- That would be okay, too,” Mingyu said shakily, blushing furiously. Images flashed his mind of you in less-than-sacred scenarios, and he squeezed his eyes shut to ward them away. 
“Okay, then let’s go,” you shrugged nonchalantly. 
“To my room?” He almost couldn’t believe it.
“Yes.” 
“Okay, fuck, let me just pay.”
Mingyu didn’t think he’d ever paid and left a restaurant so fast, and he was enamored with you enough to completely skip the step where he contemplated whether or not the staff secretly hated him. You and him walked hand in hand, as he practically dragged you through the street back to the dorms, his long legs working faster and more efficiently than your own. You half wanted to complain at the brutal pace, but you couldn’t lie. You needed him just as much as he needed you. And he knew that too. 
Thankfully the restaurant wasn’t too far from the dorms, and Mingyu had frantically texted Wonwoo to “get out or he’d be squirted with semen” (a threat that Wonwoo didn’t need to hear twice!), so after ten minutes and some sore legs on your part, Mingyu and you scrambled into his room.
Mingyu liked the privacy, you realized, because it wasn’t until the door was closed, and you both were sealed away in the Mingyu-zone, that he finally walked up to you, hands finding your waist with a confidence you didn’t think possible for him.
“Can I kiss you now?” he whispered, somewhat out of breath from the climb up the stairs. You smiled at him. “I’d be mad if you didn’t.” 
And then he pounced. His plush lips were soft and well-moisturized, and his annoying, perfect nose brushed against yours; in fact his whole stupidly gorgeous face was pressed into yours, as your lips thrummed together, and you were conjoined into one being by the lips. 
His hands ran up and down your sides, finally taking hold firmly, only to pull you into his lap when he settled on the edge of his bed. You straddled his lap, as your lips danced, his tongue peeking out to enter your mouth. You moaned gratefully. Involuntarily, your hips rolled into his, and the jolt reverberated all the way up to his lips where he cried out and panted against your mouth. 
“You’re so pretty,” he said in between heated kisses. 
“So are you,” you said. He pulled away and smiled up at you, and he was truly worthy of the puppy-title, because his grin was so goofy and his eyes twinkled and he was so warm against you, it almost hurt. 
Carefully, he pressed a kiss to the valley of your breasts over your t-shirt, looking up at you with wide, brown eyes. “Can I eat you out?” 
The way he said it like he was completely and totally enamored with you (he was), like it was in this very moment of sitting on his lip and running your hands up his huge arms, that he was falling in love with you (it was), almost made you bashful. Your smile, usually cheeky and teasing, came small and shy. 
“Yeah, I-I wouldn’t mind that at all,” you responded, cursing at yourself for letting your confidence falter. However joy spread on Mingyu’s face like the ever-expanding universe spreads into endless empty space, because for once the tables were turned, and you were right underneath his hands, and he was flustering you. 
It had him pushing you onto his bed, head falling into the depths of his pillow, and working at your skirt to shimmy it down your legs. You lifted your hips in help and soon enough that and your shirt was discarded on the floor. Mingyu, with his black tee and his big arms and his sweetest-hottest face on Earth, settled between your legs with a dumb grin. 
“I can’t believe-” he cut himself off with a satisfied sigh, staring at your pussy. You were pushing yourself up by your arms, looking at the man-child between your legs just staring at your core as if it were his most prized possession. “I-I can’t believe I get to have you like this. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
Mingyu’s face fell (it was almost comical), and his eyes snapped up to yours. “Wait, are you mine? You are mine, right?” 
You giggled fondly. “Yeah, I’m yours, Mingyu.” 
Mingyu’s grin returned immediately and he nodded happily, eyes turning back to your pussy. 
“It’s so pretty,” he sighed, fangs poking out where his smile ended. One finger ran through your folds, wet from the making out and all the heated stares from lovedumb Mingyu. You whined a little at the pressure when his finger reached your clit. He was so close you could feel him panting against it. 
“Mingyu, please, stop staring at it, and do something,” you cried and Mingyu pursed his lips and nodded. “Right, yeah, sorry.” 
And then he dived in. 
His nose pressed into your clit as soon as he pushed his head in, tongue stuck out to lick at your folds. Your hands flew to his hair, a desperate moan leaving you. It was a little embarrassing how loud he was, huffing and puffing at your pussy, but you couldn’t complain when his tongue traced up from your hole to your clit, lips wrapping around it. 
“A-Aah, M-Mingyu-” you cried and pushed his head further into your core, while your hips canted off the mattress. The press of his nose was amazing, and his breaths danced across your nerves. “S-Shit, that feels so good.” 
Mingyu was totally lost in you though. Your taste on his tongue, your soft thighs underneath his hands where he pushed you apart, your moans, and the desperation in your movements. The fact that you were so catty and witty, but with a few flicks of his tongue, your facade fell and you became a whiny, desperate mess, begging for him. And he loved to give it to you. He loved that you felt good, he loved being the one to make you feel good. Lapping and panting into your pussy, Mingyu started to think he didn’t ever need to leave. You could just feel good forever! The logic was flawless.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you cried and you came on his tongue, cum seeping out of your sopping pussy. Mingyu, strong and tan and shiny Mingyu, didn’t stop though. Too enchanted by your soft moans and your nail in his roots, and your juices on his lips, he kept at it, tongue-fucking you to slurp up the cum. 
“M-Mingyu-” you whimpered softly, and his only response was a grunt, and one hand sliding off your thighs to prod at your entrance. “M-Mingyu, I-I already came!” you cried, more insistent. 
“You can cum again,” he mumbled gruffly, two fingers pushing into you. The feeling was so intense your voice became strangled and your chest pushed off his bed.
“Just say if you wanna stop, then I’ll stop,” his tone was almost challenging, as he pulled his face away from your dripping pussy and his fingers stilled inside you to give you a chance to answer. You looked down at him, panting, as he waited expectantly. Your ‘stop’ didn’t come. 
“That’s what I thought,” Mingyu grinned again, and God, this time it was sexy; not endearing, not awkward, not clumsy. It was so incredibly hot and he dived right back to your pussy, tongue swaddling your folds and fingers beginning to pump in and out. 
Your clit grinded against his face, slick smearing all over him, but he didn’t seem to care one bit, your cum on his cheek and two fingers working inside you, curling into your g-spot. “Cum again,” he gasped in between sucking on your clit with pointed lips. “Cum again, I wanna hear it again. You sounded so pretty, please, cum again. On my fingers now.” 
And he was rambling for sure, but it was working for you, because for the second time that night, a knot tightened in your belly and the string were pulled tighter and tighter with each lick and suck, and eventually it snapped, and your whole body spasmed and your pussy pulsated around his thick fingers. 
This time, he did stop. You closed your eyes and heaved for air, lying completely still in the sheets of his bed and panting for air. Mingyu smiled cheekily, pulling his fingers out of your sensitive pussy and licking them clean. As if it was nothing. As if it was juice from a popsicle, his tongue peaked out and he sucked your essence off of them, groaning at its taste. 
“Can you go on again? You taste so good,” he hummed, eyeing your fucked-out state. Your cheeks were flushed and strands of hair stuck to your sweaty face. You shook your head. “No, no, I want your cock now.” 
“Anything for you,” Mingyu agreed, shuffling to take his clothes off while you regrouped. 
It was not long before he was climbing over your body, so fucking huge and covering your entire form in his own, muscles flexing when he lowered himself onto you. As if by nature, Mingyu, tan and glistening in the bedside lamp, grabbed you by under your knees and pushed them to your chest, pressing them into you. 
“Wanna fuck you like this,” he pressed a kiss to one of the knees that was now folded over you. “Can I fuck you like this?” 
“Please!” you sobbed, because the position, and his strong hands holding you there, and your own slick covering his face had your pussy dripping onto his bed, and you could practically feel the heavy presence of his dick, even if it wasn’t touching you yet. 
Mingyu tilted his head as he looked down at you. You were so easy to admire. It was so easy for him to fall into every little jerk and breath and crevice of your face, and you looked so beautiful underneath him, Mingyu started to think he wanted nothing more for the rest of his life than to make you feel this good. 
“Okay,” he whispered, and only then did you notice how he stared at you, because there was something very tender in his voice. Adoration poured directly from his heart and into you.
Before you could get lost in his warm eyes, he moved one hand down to steer his dick into you. You cried out when you felt it pressing against your slit, cried even more when it started pressing into you. 
You had suspected Mingyu might be big, but nothing could’ve prepared you for each inch that seemed to endlessly plunge into your heat. Stretching you out like a rubber band, Mingyu finally bottomed out in you, his hard pelvis resting against your mound. 
“Shit, Gyu, y-you’re so fucking big,” you gasped, and then opened your eyes to see him smirking proudly. It made you giggle. He hummed giddily, looking down at your stomach. 
“You’re just so fucking small,” he said then, pressing one hand to your stomach, and then groaning when he could feel his dick inside you. “Shit.” 
At that, Mingyu started pounding into you. His pace was fucking relentlessly, something seemingly awakened in him at the bulging in your stomach. “Shit, shit, shit, my tiny, pretty baby, fuck, you’re so fucking gorgeous.” 
The praise had you reeling into him, it had you crying out and gripping onto his shoulders for dear life, while he worked up a sweat pistoning in and out of your pussy. You moans were shaken from the impact of his dick in your pussy. “Shit, so fucking tight, can hardly fucking take me.” 
“G-Gyu, f-fuck-” 
“But you’ll take it, hm? Fuck, I wanna make you cum so much more, jus’ have you in my room, making you cum over n’ over again. Shit.” 
You had not pegged Mingyu as a dirty talker, and you weren’t even sure if he was aware of what he was doing. Something about having his dick inside you, warm walls just pulled one dirty slew of words out after another. He’d never fucked a girl like this, never felt compelled to tell her exactly what she was doing to him. Not like with you.
You were so gorgeous to him, the way your chest bounced, and your eyes were screwed shut and how your mouth was opened in continuous, strained moans. It was how your hair bunched up on his pillow, and how your skin felt against his, and how you clenched at every word he spewed, while grinded into you like you were the only other person in the world. 
“F-fuck, my pretty fucking baby, you’re mine, right? Say it and I’ll make you cum forever, jus’-” he groaned, as your pussy clenched down on him extra tight. His pace fell and his hands on your knees dug into the skin. “Jus’ say you’re mine, please, Y/n.” 
“I-I’m yours, Gyu!” you cried out, his pace speeding up again and another orgasm bubbled in your stomach, and you pussy clenched embarrassingly hard for embarrassingly long. “Only yours, fuck.” 
“That’s right. Cum again, let- let me hear it one more time, yeah?” 
You came. Again. Clenching down so hard, and face twisting in pleasure, cum spilled out of you and coated his dick, still inside you.
Your third orgasm was a melodious song, and you moaned to it so loudly, you knew people three halls over would be wondering what was going on. But you could care less, letting his presence, his smell, his being above you drag more bursts of pleasure out of your body. 
Your breathing calmed down again, your soul traveling down from a sky-high mountain, and you started to feel it all again. Your orgasm had been so blinding, you had lost all of your senses but the blinding white explosion in your stomach, and now sighed heavily, pushing yourself up a little.
To your surprise, Mingyu’s hold on your knees didn’t let up, and it took you a moment to realize that his dick was still extremely hard inside you. He hadn’t cum yet.
“Want you to cum again,” Mingyu smiled sheepishly, adjusting his position to be able to pound into you again. You looked at him incredulously, and he chuckled a little, shrugging. “Just say if you want to stop.”
“Safe word is ‘pup’.” 
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You Should Date!
I APOLOGIZE TO WHOEVER REQUESTED!! Something got completely screwed up when i went to post!! I'm also sorry for now posting for forevs xx I'm back now and I wrote some more :)
Resquest: Hi! Could you write a colby brock x chubby reader fic where they have crushes on each other but don't know it? Maybe they're doing a video where they react to comments but a lot of them are about the two of them and how they should date because they're either always flirting with each other or Colby is super protective of her. 
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Summary: You've been friends with Colby for quite awhile. You guys are at one of his parties, but he wants you to stay after and film a video. When you guys film the video all of the questions are about you two flirting and Colby being different towards you. (843 words)
Warnings: some dude being kinda gross to the reader
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You’ve been at Colby’s party for a while, but it’s beginning to die down now. People you don’t know very well are starting to leave his apartment. You’re sitting on a couch next to Colby and a couple of his friends.
“Well, I’m gonna head out! See you guys later,” a brunette girl calls out, getting off the couch.
“See you,” Colby replies with a tiny wave. It’s only 5 p.m., but you feel like it’s your time to leave.
“Hey, Colby,” you say, leaning closer to Colby, “I’m thinking of heading out.” Colby’s eyes immediately dart to meet yours, and he looks at you with his eyes wide. He plants his teeth on his lower lip softly—a gesture you’ve learned over years of knowing him, meaning he wants to say something. “What? You have that look on your face,” you ask.
“Can you stay?” Colby asks quietly, making sure no one else can hear him. His question makes your heart flutter in your chest. You cannot handle being alone with Colby right now, so you open your mouth to say no. You’re quickly cut off by Colby saying, “Y/N, please. I wanna film a video.”
You sigh, knowing Colby will get whatever he wants out of you. Your only soft spot is one for Colby. “Fine, but this party better be out of here soon,” you answer. Colby smirks slightly and gets up from the couch.
You sit quietly, hoping not to be disturbed, but another guy you don’t know sits on your right. He smells of cigarettes and cedar and has an edgy appearance. “Hey, pretty,” he says, winking at you. His presence makes you uncomfortable, so you flash him a small smile. He suddenly puts his hand on your thigh and squeezes.
“Can you not,” you growl, moving his hand off your thigh. He goes to put back on your thigh with a scowl on his face.
“Get off of her!” Colby yells, dropping a drink on the floor. Colby grabs the guy by his collar and pushes him towards the door. “Get out! And never talk to her or me again!” he shouts, his fists bunched at his sides.
The whole apartment goes silent, and everyone stares at Colby and you. You clear your throat and whisper, “Can you tell them to go home?” Colby’s angry expression quickly softens, and he nods.
“Sorry for the disturbance, guys. Party’s over,” Colby announces, pointing to the door. Everyone shuffles out, which leaves you two alone.
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After calming down, you and Colby started filming a video answering the fan’s questions about you two. “Hey guys! I’m here with Y/N, and we’re answering some of y’all’s questions!” Colby says into the camera, “Okay, first one! What are your favorite movies?”
“Ooh! Mine���s definitely Scream. It’s just such a classic!” you exclaim, smiling widely. While you talk, Colby looks at you with the cutest face, a slight smirk, and soft eyes. You feel your cheeks go red and try to cover it by shyly running your tongue along your teeth.
“What was that one we watched last week?” Colby asks. He looks at you patiently while you think. “Wait, I remember! The Shining.” You nod, and Colby looks back at his phone. “Next one,” he mumbles, “Why are two always flirting?”
Your face turns red, and you nervously burst into laughter. “What? We do not!” you laugh. Colby chuckles a few times and fixes his hair.
“Yeah, totally,” Colby says quietly. You guys sit there in silence for a few beats. Colby inhales awkwardly and clears his throat. Suddenly, there’s an abnormal amount of tension between you two.
“Let me pick a question,” you mutter, taking his phone. His skin brushes against you softly, sending warm signals through your body. You pick a random question. “This one says.., this isn’t a question, but you should date,” you breathe out.
Colby laughs awkwardly and says, “All of you guys keep saying that!” He looks at you when he says the next part of his sentence, “Maybe we just need to test it sometime.” You giggle uncomfortably, and he frantically adds, “Just joking!”
You guys laugh, and you sigh before reading another question, “What happened at the party? Colby almost punched that dude. He’s so protective of Y/N.”
You have chosen to forget about the party, so the question annoys you. Despite your annoyance, you answer, “Some asshole laid hands on me.”
“Yeah, and I almost punched him. If anyone tries something with Y/N, they have it coming,” Colby explains. He leans over to hug you, but his chair tips over, and he falls onto the floor. The loud noise breaks the tension, and you burst out laughing, practically in tears.
“Oh my god, Colby, you dumbass!” you yell while laughing.
You guys finish the video, answering a bunch of other questions. You leave Colby’s house with a smile plastered to your face. Your crush on him is really getting worse day by day. You really wanna know if he likes you back. (Spoiler: he does.)
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I had an idea !!!!! Bucky and best friend reader making out . Not just once . Constantly. When they’re drunk at a party , they find a corner and start making out . When they’re sober and watching a movie , they make out cause the moxie was boring . And if anyone asks ? No they’re not dating . They’re just friends that like to kiss . And not just simple kisses . Sloppy full on make out session ! You can take this and do whatever you want with it
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We are talking sloppy sloppy. We are talking lips glossy, swollen and tender. Tongues laced with each other. Hands roaming wherever they want. Tangled in each others hair, up each others shirt, stroking thighs, stroking waists. 
The drunk party set it off. Tequila for you and Asgardian mead for him, you'd both started off with giggling over nothing; neither of you can stop the way your eyes flick to each others lips. 
"M'bored"
You huff and Bucky gets a bright idea, grabbing your waist and dragging you off to the quieter side of the room. 
"Come here" He pulls you into his lap, cupping your cheek, lips brushing against his. You don’t hesitate, parting your lips, letting his tongue slip though, your hands grasping onto his shirt, wishing he could be even closer some how. He shifts so you can straddle him, his hands on your ass, while you run your fingers though his hair, soft moans and whimpers falling from both your lips.
“Isn’t this more fun” Bucky rasps, pulling away for air while you take in a breath, your forehead resting on his. 
“Much better” You giggle, going in for his lips again, which he immediately reciprocates. 
Most of the team see at some point but they shrug it off figuring you’ll both forget any of this happened by morning because everyone’s shit faced. 
Except. 
It’s movie night.
Everyone's sitting around the living room, snacks out, comfy blankets, and the movie is great. It's one of your favorites. But there's something else you'd rather do...
You're sitting beside Bucky in a large beanbag chair, glancing at him every so often, his lips are so much more interesting than anything happening in that movie. He catches you sneakily looking at him and it makes him smirk; he shifts so he can pull you a little closer to him.
"Buckyyy" You pout at him, hoping he can take the hint without you having to say anything. "M'bored"
He grins, tilting your chin up, pressing his lips softly against yours. It's dark enough that no one would really notice unless they looked directly at what you were both doing. You part your lips granting access for his tongue to tangle with yours, his hand moving to grasp the back of your neck. Your hands fist his shirt, tugging on his dog tags to keep him as close as possible, nipping his lip, making him groan. You could stay like this forever and be perfectly content.
Your both so lost in each other, you don't notice the lights turning on after the movie ends. OR screaming and howling coming from the team when they look down and see you sitting right in Bucky's lap, his hands carded through your hair, making out with you like its the one thing that's keeping him alive.
"HOLY SHIT"
"What the-
"WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!"
"Do neither of you need oxygen?!"
"Bad Bucky"
You and Bucky yelped, breaking apart, feeling water hitting your face while Tony sprayed you both once more for good measure.
"Bad Bucky. Bad. Down"
"You wanna tell us what that was" Sam wiggled his eye brows while Bucky groaned.
"We were bored" He shrugged, his cheeks skill flushed and lips still plump. You nodded in agreement, while the rest of the team stared at you both. They have so many questions but don't even know where to start so they call it for the night.
Imagine they come down for breakfast and they find you on the counter, your legs wrapped around his waist, both of your plates still left on the counter because you got...busy.... Steve attempts to cough to get you both to stop but Bucky's to distracted, one arm wrapped around your waist, the other tugging your pony tail from your morning run. They all stand and watch for a while, Tony occasionally checks the time, a little impressed with just how long either of you can go without having to break apart for air. Sam finally breaks the silence, mostly because he's hungry.
"Okay, fucks going on with you both"
"What do you mean" Bucky's voice is breathless, his chest heaving. Neither of you even bother to look over, eyes still locked with each other, still glancing at each others lips.
"I've watched porn with less raunchy kissing than this" Tony snorted, while you both kept gazing at each other, clearly itching to jump at each other at any moment.
"We're just friends" Bucky helped you off the counter, hoping to drag you somewhere else because he wasn't done kissing you.
"Friends that kiss" You added, pulling Bucky by his wrist to go and make out somewhere else.
"I'm putting you both in separate cages!"
A few years later
"We are in the house of God, don't you dare pull that shit up here"
"I have no idea what you're talking about" Bucky snorted while Tony shook his head, rolling his eyes. Bucky could feel his heart race, while Steve squeezed his shoulder reassuringly.
“I will pull out the spray bottle”
"You look gorgeous doll" Bucky whispered, holding your hands in his, itching to do the one thing he wanted to do so badly the moment he saw you that day, just a second longer...
"You may now kiss the bride"
His hands wrapped around your waist pulling you close, his lips smashing against yours. Your hands cupped his cheeks, moving your lips softly with his, the crowd erupting into cheers and happy tears while you both stayed lost in each other. 
"I told you not to pull that shit up here!" Sam sniffled, grabbing a tissue from Steve, watching you both still softly kissing each other, unable to stop the little pecks and nips on each others lips. You finally broke apart, still giving each other heart eyes; no one else stole his breath away like you did. 
"Friends that kiss, huh?"
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fvllingflower · 3 months
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Yearly Kiss
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pairing: nonidol!wonu, afab!reader
genre: romance, smut
warning: pda, making out, boob play, oral (f!receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe!), aftercare
song recommendation: nobody knows by kiss of life
happy year of the dragon:)
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Parties are usually not your thing they've never really been but you decided that since Wonwoo does so much for you, you'll do this for him plus the guys are your friends too.
You decided to wear a tight, black shirt with a shiny, short skirt and some thigh high boots with light makeup.
"Baby you ready to go?" Wonwoo asked from the living room.
"Yeah," You replied and walked into the living room to see your boyfriend, wearing a satin white button up and some black pants.
"Damn baby you look sexy," He came up and cupped your face and kissed me.
"I got my lipstick on you," You laughed.
"That's okay," He smiled. You started messing with a few top buttons.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Unbuttoning the shirt a little, so you don't look like a waiter," You smiled.
"Always taking care of me," He kissed your head. When you finished fixing his shirt, he looked at you sweetly.
"You ready to go?" He asked.
"Yeah let me just grab my purse and phone real quick," You walked off from him to grab your stuff.
You two arrived at the party and were greeted by Mingyu. You could see the rest of the guys not too far away.
"You guys came," The taller man hugged Wonwoo and you stood there holding his hand. Jun and Minghao coming towards y'all. Mingyu pulled back and patted your head which you're use to at this point. The other two came up and hugged you. Pulling you slightly away from Wonwoo to talk to you.
"You look sexy," Jun smiled which made you smile. He always saying shit like that but Minghao still hit his arm.
"I mean true, some of the others think so as well," Minghao added.
"Ooh who?" You asked.
"We can't say-" "Shua, Jeonghan, Vernon I think," Jun answered. After talking to them you went back over to where Wonwoo was with Mingyu.
"Oh Y/N, I invited some of your friends as well," Mingyu smiled and I nodded. Once he walked of you laughed.
"He's clearly drunk," You looked at Wonwoo who agreed with you.
"I'm gonna go hang out with the guys, and you go find the girls," He smiled.
"Mhm okay," You calmed down. He kissed your forehead before walking off.
You walked in the opposite direction.
"YOOHYEON!" I shouted happily.
"Y/N," She ran over and hugged you.
"Where's Wonwoo?" She asked.
"He's talking with the guys," You replied.
"You're mine now," She picked you up causing you to laugh hard. You two went where the other girls were at.
A couple hours and drinks later it's now 11:50... 10 minutes till New Year. You felt someone hug you from behind and you turned your head to see Wonwoo.
"10 more minutes till I get my kiss," He whispered. You rolled your eyes at him.
"Who are you guys gonna kiss?" You asked the girls and some shrugged.
"Bora and Siyeon are kissing each other, I'm gonna kiss Yoohyeon, and I don't know about the other three," Minji replied and I nodded.
"Gahyeon and Dongie could kiss but then Yubin would be alone," You thought out loud and the girls nodded.
"Ooh you guys could both kiss Gahyeon's cheek," You smiled.
"Yeah that'll work," Yubin nodded.
"How much longer?" You asked Wonwoo.
"5 more minutes," He replied.
We all went over to the TV and waited to countdown. Which felt like forever.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" You all shouted. You stood on the couch and kissed Wonwoo passionately, your arms wrapping around his neck and his arms around your waist.
"Happy New Year baby," He whispered against your lips. Suddenly you saw a flash hit you two and realized Bora took a Polaroid photo of you guys which made y'all laugh. She handed you the photo, you held it tightly before kissing Wonwoo again.
"Do you wanna go back home in a minute?" You whispered.
"Of course," He smiled. You pulled my arms away from him and got off the couch. You looked at the photo that Bora took and you smiled widely. You handed the photo to Wonwoo and walked over to the girls and started leaving kiss marks on their cheeks making them laugh. Some minutes you announced to everyone that Wonwoo and you are gonna go. You two said our goodbyes and left.
You two got to the shared house and locked the door. You two took your shoes off and then you grabbed his hand and lead him to the shared bedroom. He shut the door behind him and you cupped his face to kiss him deeply, he snaked his around your waist.
"Honey let me put the photo on the nightstand first," He pulled away from you. He sat down on the edge of the bed patted his lap to tell you to come to him. You straddled his lap and he pulled your top off of you before you two started to passionately making out. Your fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt as your lips attacked one another. Your lipstick now long gone. You pulled his satin shirt off of his toned body and threw it onto the floor. You pulled your lips away from his and latched your lips onto his neck. Placing wet kisses and soon leaving hickeys on the crook of his neck, and his collarbone. His hands come up from your waist and started to unclasp your bra and threw it onto the floor. He then latched his mouth onto your left boob and started sucking on it. His tongue doing circles on your nipple, his left hand massaging your right boob.
You started moving your hips against his thigh to feel friction.
"My baby needy?" He cooed.
"So needy," panted. His hands did a switch and started to suck and mark your right boob and now his right hand massaging your left boob, all making you whimper. Your hands digging into his hair. He pulled away from your boobs and looked up to kiss you deeply. You got off of him pulled your skirt off along with your underwear. You got to him and started unbuttoning his pants and he stood up to take his pants off but he kept his underwear on. He picked you up and laid you on the bed and climb on top of you and kissed you.
"Do you want me to make you feel good?," He asked while looking at you. You nodded your head eerily.
"Baby you have to speak," He smiled and placed kisses on your tits.
"God yes please Wonwoo," You let out.
"As you wish honey," He smirked. He climbed off of you and down to the accessible area between your legs.
You felt a soft kiss on your clit. He started licking your clit like he's a cat and you're the milk he's been looking for. The kitten licks going faster and then he started sucking and then back to licking your folds so sweetly. All of this causing you to arch your back and grip his hair and let out soft moans. He started sucking on you like a drink dripping on the side of the cup. His grip on your hips you swear it could've left a bruise.
"Won..woo," You moaned high pitch.
"Mhm?" He hummed and the vibration of his voice making you crazy as he then stuck his fingers into your core.
"Oh shit babe" You moaned. You started clenching around his fingers letting him know you're close. You released into his mouth and on his fingers and he ate it up like candy and cleaned you up.
"You're so gorgeous," He got eye level with you and kissed you softly making you taste yourself against his lips. He got up and took his underwear off, and shit how he was turned on, his tip red and leaking precum. He spread him precum around his tip before lining himself up.
"You ready?" He asked.
"More than ready," You smiled. He slowly slid into your hole as you two moaned in sync.
He stayed there for a minute to make sure you were adjusted. You tapped his shoulder as his signal. He slowly started thrusting, you wrapped your legs around him to help get deeper and for him to start picking up the pace and soon he went pretty fast. You felt him pounding inside you, he was giving you no mercy it seemed like. Your head tossed back, his hands were on your breasts, squeezing away as he pounded with no mercy. He soon enough hit your g spot making you moan loudly. You felt your walls tighten around him. He kissed your lips then he went to your neck kissing away as he continued to develop the knot in your stomach.
"God damn baby," He moaned onto your neck. His pounding kept going fast, and the grip on my breasts got tighter causing you to moan in pleasure and pain but it was mainly pleasure. The things he does to you feel so unreal and you didn't want it to end, his kisses always lingers and the feeling of him on your body lingers, you swear he's like magic, he knows exactly what to do and say. Fuck you love him so much. You suddenly felt euphoria release and the knot became undone. He slowed down a bit for you to ride through he orgasm before he went back to fucking you relentlessly. You swear one day he'll break you but god does it feel good. Man has some high stamina to keep going at this pace. His eyes glued to you, watching every moan come out of your mouth.
"Holy.. fuck" You moaned loudly as you arch your back. You felt the knot come back, so you started moving your hips with his to help get to your climax quicker.
His thrusts were getting sloppier so yoy knew he was close. Luckily as soon as he released inside of you, fucking his cum into you, you came for a second time. After a couple of minutes he slowly pulled out of you which caused you to whimper at the lose of warmth. He laid down next to you, pulling you on top of him and he caressed your back.
"I love you," He panted.
"I love you too," You smiled, he kissed your head. You two laid there catching your breath.
"Let me clean you up," He smiled as he sat up laying you on the bed. He went into the bathroom and you heard the water start running. You tried standing up but you quickly fell onto the floor with a loud thump.
"Baby are you okay?" He ran into the bedroom to see you on the floor.
"I'm okay, I guess my legs are jelly," You smiled. He walked towards you and picked you up, bridal style and sat you in the bath tub.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He looked concerned. You shook my head.
"It felt good," Your hand cupped his face. He blushed as he placed you into the tub and joining you. He pressed your back against his chest as he helped to clean you up. It felt so relaxing, you felt like you could fall asleep against his chest, right there and then. You two got out of the bath and he helped you dry off and put on some underwear and an oversized shirt. He carried you to bed. You sat up in bed waiting for Wonwoo to join you.
"You're adorable," He laughed endearingly. He cupped your face and kissed you softly making you smile. He climbed into bed and you quickly went to lay next to him. We cuddled up.
"Happy New Years baby," You looked up at him with a sweet smile.
"I love you honey," He smiled
"I love you too," You kissed his lips.
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maybankslover · 4 months
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this is him trying- conrad fisher
conrad fisher x fem!reader
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warnings: stress, fluff
summary: he tries to be there for everyone and she's there to comfort him any time he needs
playlist: forever winter and this is me trying by taylor swift
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please reblog my work so it can get to many more people!
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spring.
y/n's pov
I could see gow jeremiah's words were making a big but bad impact on corad, the thought of not being there for his mom who thankfully always told him to not waste his potential even if everyone else told him his cages were mental.
he was trying, trying for them and trying to not fall apart. I just hoped he knew it gets better.
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conrad's pov
my best decision was to bring her, I'd fall to pieces if she wasn't around. my sunshine in all the darkness.
"baby, wanna go to the beach today?" she asked from the bathroom.
"I can't, jere asked me to help him with something."
"again? could you say no today?" y/n walked go me and all i wanted to say was yes but I couldn't not when my brother was counting on me.
"I'm sorry baby, you know how he gets. dinner tonight?" I grab her lower back once she's in front of me.
"yeah alright. I'll see if belly, laurel and your mom are free to go with me." she sighs, such an angel.
but dinner alone never came as steven cooked for all and I couldn't tell him that we weren't staying. I saw her eyes turn into a sad expression when she realized date night wasn't on the plans anymore.
I hug her from behind before whispering in her ear. "I'm sorry, I promise I'll make it up to you."
her hands on top of mine. "I know, don't worry. we can watch a movie later."
later that night I couldn't sleep, thinking on how much I must be letting her down just to not let down my family. but I don't know how to make it stop, how to stop the fear of letting everyone down.
"what are you thinking con?" I hear her whisper in the dark while snuggling more into my arms
"I don't know." I lie and I know she can see past my words.
"I'll be here when you decide to tell me. I love you, please don't go that far in your mind honey."
I don't know when I fell asleep but I realise I did when I hear y/n's voice trying to wake me up. " con, wake up. its late"
"no, wanna sleep." I throw my arm around her to get her as close as possible to me. I don't want to get up, too tired to do so.
"want me to tell them, you're too tired to go baby?"
"No, don't worry. I'll be up in a sec." even if I'm exhausted.
"do you want to go?" I kiss her arm and her cheeks trying to wake my brain a little.
"all I want is you, which I plan on having tonight, and tomorrow and the day after." she laughs, her laugh makes everything worth it.
"tonight is the party steven and jere wanted us to go to." y/n reminds me and it makes me want to scream.
"we'll see, I don't feel like going to a party but if you want to, we'll go." I look at her before getting up.
"let me think about it, a stupid party or finally getting a night alone with my super hot boyfriend. I think I know the answer." her answer makes me laugh.
"you know you are the only thing keeping me sane right?" she smiles at me.
"yeah it's kinda my super power."
y/n's pov
the sun is setting in front of us while we lay down beside the pool when jere, steven and belly come to get us to go to the party.
"cmon let's get going, we have a party to be at." jere smiles excited.
"yeah guys get up." steven nudges conrad's shoulder.
"you know guys, we'll stay in tonight. we want to spend some time alone." I say before conrad can even respond.
"oh c'mon you can be alone tomorrow." jere insists.
"yeah it's party night." steven also insists.
"guys leave them alone." belly chimes in.
"thanks bells." conrad thanks her. " I haven't had a sec to spend with my girl since we came here a week ago. I don't feel like going go a party and we're staying in. don't insist."
"alright alright we'll leave you two alone." steven says before they leave.
"thank y/n/n." conrad kisses me softly.
"don't worry baby, I know you're trying."
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lvrgirl6999 · 2 months
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Forever ~ Dior Goodjohn x fem!reader
summary: you both are friends who secretly like each other
It was Friday night and you’re friends had asked you to come to a party with them, you wanted to stay in but they mentioned Dior was going to be there.
You changed you’re mind so fast, getting up changing into a black tank top, dark blue flare jeans and black converse.
As you finished tying your shoelaces you heard a honk outside.
Rushing out the house you jump in the car and drive off to the party with your friend.
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You walk in into the party, the smell of sweaty teens and alcohol wafting through the air, your friend dragging you to the couch all your friends are waiting on.
You immediately lock eyes with Dior, her piercing brown eyes holding a look you can’t seem to recognize.
You smile a little before looking away.
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As the party continues you wander out to the backyard where only a few people are, seeing Dior sitting by the pool with a water bottle in her hand.
You walk up to her sitting down next to her.
She turns her head to you, smiling “hey.” you smile back at her.
“Hi.. uhm can we talk?” You ask nervously
She furrows her eyebrows a little “sure , what’s up?”
“Uh so you know how I’m always sorta awkward around you?”
You hesitate before continuing “and like shy?” She nods. “I have feelings for you and it’s ok if you don’t feel the same but I just wanted to tell you.” You say a little too fast but she doesn’t speak until she takes a deep breath, slightly smiling
“Really?”
“Yes.” you say looking the other way till you feel her hand on yours making you look at her again.
“Since when?” She asks.
You take a deep breath before exhaling.
“Since forever I guess. Uh- wait I mean like since we’ve met.”
She smiles fully now.
“I like you too. A lot.” she chuckles smiling.
“Actually? You really like me?” She nods still smiling.
You both just stare at each other till you start leaning in, your lips connecting like a puzzle.
You smile against her lips, her doing the same until your both breathless.
You laugh a little smiling. “Wanna go inside now?
“Yeah.” She says as you both get up, walking in the house, a few people passed out.
You both walk over to your friends hand in hand.
They all look at you both before exchanging looks, smiling.
“What?” You and Dior say in unison.
they all laugh before saying “we knew you guys were be together eventually.”
“Their definitely going to be together forever.” One friend says laughing.
You look at Dior, smiling.
You hoped you’d be together forever.
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OK WHAT ! FIRST ONE SHOT THING HOW DID I DO???
LEMME KNOW IF THERES ANY ERRORS OR ANYTHING !! (Feb 7, 2024, 5:31 p.m.)
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ellie's away... // e.w
chapter 3 - 2004, Sophomore year college
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a/n: part 3 (ik finally) took me forever for no reason at all, i didn't even think anyone was gonna see part one but anyways!!! (reblogs and comments are always appreciated:))) wc/cw: 1.4k. jesse being bullied;( , swearing, loser!ellie i guess?, no smut or anything but MDNI. summary: set in the early 2000s. everyone was obsessed with AIM messaging and when you left your hometown for college, leaving your friends behind, it was what you guys used to stay in touch. Ellie's one of your best friends, and when you left for college, she started dating Cat, the girl she had always claimed to dislike. It wasn't just the fact that she hadn't told you about it; you didn't like Cat. It wasn't a secret, and neither did Dina or Jesse. Deep down, you knew that she was just afraid of your reaction. Their relationship was far from perfect, and when you told her that she should've just broken up with her, it didn't go too well. However, her grudge obviously didn't last long, you were her best friend, after all, and she couldn't go without talking to you for too long, so she ended up apologizing for being a dick.
➥ part one, two, four
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brickmaster signed in.
brickmaster: ohhh hey yn
ynshere: Ellssss hiiii
brickmaster: what's upp brickmaster: how's everything for you
ynshere: nothing much i was playing the sims lol ynshere: everything's fine. what about you?
brickmaster: it’s alright, just chilling in my dorm at the moment brickmaster: got any plans for the weekend?
ynshere: just hanging out with my friend Emma
brickmaster: sounds fun brickmaster: who’s Emma? ynshere: just a friend brickmaster: i don’t think you ever mentioned her before brickmaster: how did you two meet?
ynshere: just at some party, she spilled her drink all over my clothes lol
brickmaster: oh no your poor skirt and crop top
ynshere: oh stfu ynshere: what's with the way i dress now? ynshere: not pretty enough for you, Williams?
brickmaster: never said that ;) brickmaster: so? what is she like? brickmaster: is she cooler than me?
ynshere: aw c'mon you already know the answer to that
brickmaster: oh i know i know brickmaster: no one's as cool as me
ynshere: no, actually she is cooler than you
brickmaster: pffffttt as if brickmaster: i'm still hotter though
ynshere: is that what your gf tells you to make you feel less shitty about your looks?
brickmaster: ouch that hurt brickmaster: no more Cat by the way
ynshere: oh? ynshere: i'm sorry, i didn't know
brickmaster: well no dip, i just told you
ynshere: shut up, you know what i meant smartass ynshere: what happened? (If you don't mind me asking)
brickmaster: she was too much brickmaster: she was too controlling brickmaster: always telling me what to do, who to hang out with or who not to talk to
ynshere: mhm
brickmaster: don't. say. it.
ynshere: i told youu ynshere: yn’s always right ynshere: say it.
brickmaster: i'm so not gonna say it
ynshere: you make me wanna strangle you sometimes ynshere: but good, you deserved better anyways ynshere: i mean, i'm sorry but she was horrible to you
brickmaster: i know brickmaster: took me ages to realize it
ynshere: better later than never
brickmaster: you always say that brickmaster: you never change do you
ynshere: nop ynshere: i evolve if anything
brickmaster: i missed you
ynshere: me too El, so much.
brickmaster: i wish we could hang out like good ol' times
ynshere: ew now you are starting to sound like Joel
brickmaster: oh fuck off brickmaster: i'm being sweet for once and you're ewing me like that?...never again
ynshere: lol i'm just kidding dumbass ynshere: i wish we could hang out like we used to back in high school ynshere: i miss seeing your stupid face everyday
brickmaster: stupid? I think you meant pretty* brickmaster: or gorgeous* brickmaster: yeah that's more appropriate
ynshere: ..i'm going to log out
brickmaster: noooo stay please :( brickmaster: what would i do without you
ynshere: you're such a failure ynshere: Joel should've worn a condom that night
brickmaster: jokes on you... he did but there was a hole in it
ynshere:……
brickmaster: my mum told me that...i don't know what to believe
ynshere: Ellie.
brickmaster: what
ynshere: you're a lost cause.
brickmaster: gonna make me blush
ynshere: i don't think i've ever seen you blush before like actually
brickmaster: cause i don't blush brickmaster: i make ladies blush, never the other way around
ynshere: damn such an alpha ynshere: your parents must be so proud of you
brickmaster: nah they hate me
ynshere: yeah, i wonder why…
brickmaster: you know brickmaster: ever since Cat and i broke up things have been weird
ynshere: how so?
brickmaster: well we have the same group of friends so it's just awkward, you know? brickmaster: i feel really alone sometimes and i miss you really bad brickmaster: i miss having you around, being in the same classes and all that
ynshere: i know we can't see each other but i'm here for you ynshere: always. ynshere: you can call me or message me anytime i really don't mind, i love talking to you
brickmaster: thank you yn, it really means a lot to me brickmaster: it's just… i feel abandoned brickmaster: she made me look like the bad guy for breaking up with her, it feels like they don't want me around
ynshere: have you tried telling them about the whole thing?
brickmaster: yeah brickmaster: but they're all up Cat’s ass and it's annoying brickmaster: i feel betrayed in some sort of way
ynshere: i'm sorry Ellie ynshere: they sound like shitty friends ynshere: maybe it's time to get new friends?
brickmaster: i know they suck but they were the only friends i had
ynshere: i'm sure you'll make new friends ynshere: you'll meet better people ynshere: hang out, go to parties don't stay in your dorm all day
brickmaster: you're right brickmaster: but like what did i do wrong? brickmaster: it's clear that they’d rather be friends with Cat brickmaster: fuck i feel like crying right now
ynshere: baby :( ynshere: hey listen to me, you did nothing wrong. you are amazing
brickmaster: i'm sorry for dropping all this on you brickmaster: i understand it can be too much
ynshere: don't you dare apologize for feeling upset, Williams. ynshere: it's okay, really ynshere: i'm here for you. It's not too much, you're never too much.
brickmaster: you're the only one i can talk to freely without feeling judged brickmaster: well you and Dina of course, but i don't wanna annoy her with my shit
ynshere: oh Ellie ynshere: i know for a fact that Dina cares about you as much as i do ynshere: you're never a burden to us, understand? ynshere: glad you vented to me
brickmaster: thank you so much yn brickmaster: you have no idea how much this means to me brickmaster: can i tell you something
ynshere: of course
brickmaster: you know that party at Jesse’s? brickmaster: the one from two years ago
ynshere: yeah what about it?
brickmaster: i always wondered if things went differently brickmaster: like if me and Cat never happened brickmaster: i remember i had the whole night planned, i wanted to spend time with you alone
ynshere: you never told me that
brickmaster: well you left earlier than expected that night sooo
ynshere: you're making me regret getting drunk that night ynshere: i was so sick, i remember drinking too much
brickmaster: yeah lol you were fucking wasted brickmaster: i have an idea
ynshere: shoot ynshere: and it better not include putting a dinosaur toy in your microwave
brickmaster: lmao no i'm over that phase brickmaster: what if i came visit this weekend? brickmaster: i really miss you and i need a break from this fucking school anyways brickmaster: besides, we promised we would visit each other right?
ynshere: oh my god please do ynshere: i would LOVE to see your ugly ass face again
brickmaster: you miss this ugly face though ;)
ynshere: maybe
brickmaster: fuck i can't wait brickmaster: ooh shit what about your friend Emma?
ynshere: it's whatever i’ll tell her you're visiting, she’ll understand
brickmaster: you sure? brickmaster: you don't have to ditch her for me
ynshere: Ellie. be for fucking real. ynshere: i would ditch anyone for you
brickmaster: alright alright just making sure brickmaster: so what do you wanna do this weekend?
ynshere: don't know, just hang out in my dorm?
brickmaster: sounds good to me brickmaster: anything sounds better than rotting in my dorm all day brickmaster: wanna get drunk too? I could bring some alcohol if you want
ynshere: sure why not? ynshere: if we gotta catch up
brickmaster: we must do it the right way brickmaster: i like the way you think
ynshere: lol see you this weekend?
brickmaster: see you this weekend :)
ynshere: bye bye :))
brickmaster is away.
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jessescool has signed in jessescool: yoo yn jessescool: how is it goin? ynshere: JESSE OH MY FUCKING GOD ynshere: MY MANNNNNNN jessescool: lol you feeling alright?
ynshere: Ellie's coming over this weekend :) jessescool: yn using a smiley face. odd
ynshere: shut up. ynshere: SHE'S COMING TO VISIT ynshere: IM SCREAMING
jessescool: about damn time you two got together
ynshere: we're not together ynshere: she's just coming to visit ynshere: we haven't seen each other in like forever
jessescool: will be soon jessescool: is she still dating Cat?
ynshere: she just told me she broke up ynshere: Cat was horrible to her
jessescool: i remember talking to Cat a few times back in high school jessescool: she was odd ynshere: you know what else is odd?
jessescool: what ynshere: your mom dropping you on your head as a baby
jessescool is typing... ynshere is away. jessescool: i'm tired of y'all
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damiansgoodgirll · 6 months
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i can’t find the request but i do remember someone asking me to write jude bellingham breaking up with reader because he changed so here we go!
jude bellingham x reader
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you’ve changed
“what you mean you need space?” you asked him with tears in your eyes.
“i mean i need space…i need to focus on my career and i can’t do that if you’re here all the time, i need to stay alone and i need my time to rest and i can’t do it with you here…” he spoke, his eyes never meeting you le teary ones, too ashamed to confess he was being a dick.
“but why? i - i told you that i could rent my own place, i don’t need to live with you” you tried to resonate with him.
“it’s not just that…” he had no excuses. he didn’t love you anymore but he didn’t know how to say it.
“then what? jude i can’t recognize you anymore…what did you do? did you cheat? did you cheat and your too coward to admit it?” you asked, completely mad.
he wished it was like that. he wished he cheated just so you could hate him. but here you were, trying to save something that couldn’t be saved.
jude knew that your relationship was long gone but he had no idea how to say it to your face. to the person who sacrificed everything just to follow him in madrid when he joined last summer. the person who said goodbye to her family just so you could be with him. the person who was going on and off to london to see her friends because she didn’t want to leave jude alone.
he knew this was fucked up but he couldn’t explain it.
“i didn’t cheat…” he said not even showing emotions in his voice.
“then did you meet someone? you want me to break up with you so you could go to her?” you started asking him million questions and you had every right of it.
“there’s no one else! i promise you…”
“so why are you doing this?” you cried “four years of relationship jude, and you’re going to throw all away because of what?” you couldn’t believe of what he was saying.
“because i need my space!”
“i’ll fucking give you space if that’s what you need! i’ll move out, i’ll go back to london if you don’t wanna see me here, i just need to understand what is that you really need…why are you doing this?” you ended up screaming.
“i can’t…” he knew that you were going to cry even more and he hated seeing you crying, he hated knowing that he was the one who was making you cry right now.
but you had every right to know.
“you’ve changed jude…i barely recognize you…you’ve changed and i’m not the only one who’s noticing this, your family, your friends…i don’t even know you anymore” you confessed.
you started to hate his new personality.
parties all summer, almost forgetting your birthday night, not coming to your brother’s graduation, hell, being too busy for your fourth anniversary.
but no matter what, you always forgave him.
him and his poor excuses, you wanted to stay positive and think that everything was going to be good.
“i don’t love you anymore” he said.
no regrets.
you looked at him in the eyes and moved closer to his body.
“say it again but look me in the eyes next time” you challenged him.
“i - i don’t love you anymore y/n…i don’t have feelings for you no more” he said. a tear running down his cheek, not because he was sorry, but because he knew you were in pain because of him. he didn’t love you anymore but that didn’t mean he didn’t care about you. he still cared about you and he will always care about you.
you were his first love. his first kiss. his first time. but sometimes first things aren’t meant to last forever.
you were shocked when you heard those words again.
“i’ll leave and i’ll come back when you’re at practice to pack all of my stuff…” you didn’t even look him in the eyes, too hurt to show him any sign of respect.
you couldn’t believe it was over, not after everything you’ve been through.
but it was.
and it was hurting you more than you ever thought.
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groguspicklejar · 7 months
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brother's best friend!gaz hcs that nobody asked for (part 3)
read (part 1) and (part 2) and for the final instalment @glitterypirateduck Category: 3 - Three part Series & 11 - "Let me see you" of Gazfest @sofasoap i wanna kiss those little scars on his cheek🤧💖 warnings: +18 Smut (MDNI), fingering, protected p in v, brief mentions of oral (m & f), brother's best friend troupe, soft!gaz, fluff, angst, mutual pining, forbidden love, brief angst.
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brother's best friend!gaz looks at you from across the table, admiring the glint in your eyes as you speak to your friends, but the second he's anywhere near you, you're all nervous and won't look him in the eye. he's at a cafe with you, your brother and a couple of friends, but does he know where the conversation is? no, absolutely not. he's taken note that you're speaking, telling a story about something he can't pay attention to at the moment.
brother's best friend!gaz who's too distracted by your lips. vivid memories of the way they wrapped around his cock. Kyle tries not to squirm too much in his seat as he desperately tries to pull his thoughts out of the gutter because he cannot be getting a hard-on in public right now. but alas, his thoughts do betray him when you turn your head to the side to look at something from afar. and he gets a stunning view of your bare neck and shoulder.
you just had to choose another thin strapped tank top, didn't you? a different colour this time, but the same fucking make, built to entice him. you know what you were fucking doing. how does Kyle know?
because your eyes catch his and you give him a smile that looks innocent, yet is anything but. he smiles back while gripping his thigh tightly because if he dares to reach over to you, he's not sure if he'll restrain himself.
brother's best friend!gaz who could only think about how he had you coming apart on his cock that night. the first time, while the party was in full swing, was nothing short of memorable. he fucked you slow, only because he didn't want to rock the bed and he wanted to savour that first time you came on his cock.
he made you feel every kiss, every touch, every inch. and as much as he needed you to stay quiet, he wanted to hear you scream. you could see it in his eyes with the way he dragged his cock inside of you with a hand over your mouth to muffle the delicious sounds you made.
brother's best friend!gaz who also struggled to stay quiet because your pussy felt so good convulsing around him when you came. more than one condom was used that night before the party even ended. Kyle savoured every moment with you, even knowing that the possibility of getting caught was too high. it was worth it in the end because the following morning was just as spectacular. and the day after that. and the days to come.
brother's best friend!gaz who's so turned on by the thought of sneaking around with you as much as he feels guilty about it. telling your brother was not an option. not if he wanted to ruin that long standing friendship. but being with you, stealing kisses, fleeting glances and touches and the promise of more was too great to let go.
brother's best friend!gaz who takes you out on dates without your brother's knowledge. coffee dates were the easiest to disguise as friendly hangouts. movie dates were harder, those had to be clandestine. taking you out to a restaurant was damn near impossible but Kyle is nothing if not determined to make you feel loved.
brother's best friend!gaz who's surprised when your friends cover for you if your brother starts getting suspicious. he's eternally thankful, nonetheless.
"you should at least try not to be so obvious that you're both fucking." your best friend says as she takes a smoke. "you look like a lovesick puppy when she's around. dead giveaway, man."
Kyle's face heats up before he groans behind his hands. "fuckin hell, really?"
"It's adorable." she grins. "It's good, though. i don't think i've seen her this happy since forever."
brother's best friend!gaz who feels something in his chest flutter at the words. he didn't think whatever you and him had going on meant much to you. it wasn't a relationship, by typical standards, even with the dates and everything in between— Kyle's been too nervous to ask you to be his girlfriend. but it wasn't just a fling either. so hearing from someone else that you were... happy... with him... it brought him more joy than he could ever comprehend.
brother's best friend!gaz who waits till everybody's asleep at the house to go into your room. you had both agreed not to do anything at your parents house in case one of you gets a little too loud. without the noise of a house party to mask the sounds you both make, it was a risky gamble. too risky. but Kyle had to see you that night.
you were in your bathroom, however. he knocked. "let me see you."
brother's best friend!gaz who traps you between himself and the door as soon as it closes. he kisses you like it's his last day on earth, biting your lip, all tongue and teeth and desperation pouring into your mouth whilst he moves you to sit on the sink.
he's already working his fingers inside the panties he pulled aside. your eyes roll back when he makes tight little circles on your clit, wringing the hot pleasure down your spine with frightening determination.
"you shouldn't be here! we could—" a sharp gasp falls from your lips when he drags his fingers into your wet pussy. middle and ring finger, knuckle deep, so deep that they grazed jolted something inside that is bound to be your downfall. hands gripping his shoulders tightly, the blue fabric of his sweater bunching in your grasp. "w—we could get ca—ught—"
a strangled moan leaves you as he presses his lips on your pulse, trying desperately not to leave a mark. he speaks to gritted teeth, "we won't get caught."
his fingers are soaked when he retracts them and puts them in his mouth, a relieved hum escaping him. you know by the way his eyes drop to your pussy, he's thinking about sinking to his knees. licking your pussy until you're quivering and begging and gasping for air. he's done it before. he'll do it again. your thighs instinctively clamp together. his heated gaze returns to yours.
you know if he does that, there's no guarantee of staying quiet. you learned that the hard way at the night of the house party.
instead, he's fishing for something in his pocket. your eyes widen at the silver packet foil. he was prepared to risk it all. "Kyle..."
"we won't take long, love." he rips open the foil. he's already shoving his sweatpants down, foisting his cock to prepare himself for the condom. "don't you think i've earned it with how much you've been teasing me all day?"
you did notice how much he couldn't stop looking at you at the cafe. getting ready to go out, with with just him or with him and friends, was always exciting. trying out clothes you know will have him gritting his teeth makes you smile.
but that's coming to bite you in the ass now. because he's prying your thighs apart, stepping between them and hiking your knees over his hips.
"Kyle, please—" despite your plea for him to see reason, you make no move to stop him when the tip of his cock teases your entrance before sinking a few inches in. he slowly pulls back until he's almost entirely out, then— and then—
a loud cry lurches out of your lungs at the sudden sharp thrust.
"shh..." he places a firm hand over your mouth as he bottoms out, his head falling to your shoulder as he bit his lip. he rolls his hips at a moderate pace, but he makes sure he fucks you deep. "fuck... fuck, you feel so good."
brother's best friend!gaz who feels you trembling in his arms, who hears your muffled whimpers and and choked moans, your eyes glistening as you hook your ankles behind his back. he fills you up each time, the lewd sounds echoing in your small bathroom, making your cheeks warmer with each second that passes.
you're terrified when he removes his hand from your mouth, but relieved when he presses his mouth over your parted lips. he kisses you sweetly, almost as if his cock isn't pistoning sharply inside your swollen pussy
you look at him with desperate eyes, hands gripping his arms tightly while his hips made languished rolls between your thighs. it's a difficult task to stay quiet. you bite your bottom lip, but it's barely enough to stop the noises from spilling out.
your gaze drops to where you're linked. it's obscene. it makes your toes curl. the sight of his cock sliding in and out of you, and you're dripping wet. you know he wishes, just as badly as you do, that there were no condoms involved. you still have to find the right birth control method for you and until then, this was the only alternative.
but god, does it make you want him more. the thrill of it. feeling him inside you without a barrier. when that day arrives—
your pussy clenched tightly at the idea. fuck, if this orgasm doesn't kill you, you're not sure what will. your eyes shut, head lolling onto the mirror behind you.
"are you close?" he asks and you nodded frantically. "you gonna cum for me?" you nodded again, too afraid to voice your pleas lest you sound too loud for somebody outside to hear.
brother's best friend!gaz who changes the pace, pulling you to the edge of the sink and thrusts faster. he feels his own high barrelling through, fighting its way to the surface, despite how much he tries to hold back. "cum for me, love." he murmurs into your mouth and pulls away to look at you. "make a mess of this cock."
you don't think you could've held back the anguished cry when your entire system seized and spasmed. you cum. hard.
brother's best friend!gaz anticipated it, of course, he'd kissed you through it, devouring the sound that escaped you, devouring you, sating a hunger that went unchecked for years. the love he never got to explore with you came to life in the last few weeks, bright as the stars above and as infinite as the night sky.
but he's still caught off guard by how tight your pussy clamps around him. he powers through a few more thrusts, his thumb pressing down on your clit to torture you even more. your pleasure fuels his, setting him ablaze with the way you sing for him, cling to him like he's your only lifeline.
brother's best friend!gaz who moans deeply into your open mouth when he cums moments after you. it's a flame that melts every bit of restraint he has and makes him weak at the knees. when he pulls his lips away from yours, the string of saliva that connects makes him go back for another kiss. a softer, kinder kiss that draws a faint whimper from you.
your hands gently pull on his curls, scraping over the skin of his neck. a soft noise escapes him when you do so, and you know how much he wants more of it.
fucking hell, he could get used to this.
brother's best friend!gaz who lays his head on the crook of your neck, breathing heavily. you kiss the side of his head and you hold him in your arms, sharing in his silent fear of what's to come. how long can this go on? sneaking around everyone, behind his best friend. everything happened so fast, you barely had any time to think about any of that between the kisses and coupling. and what's going to happen when he has to leave? will this have to end—
"i want more than this." he says, lifting his gaze to find yours. you blink rapidly, feeling your heart soar. "sneaking around, it's... it's fun, yeah? but..."
"it's not enough." you finish for him, solemn, despite the flutter in your stomach. you press your forehead against his, closing your eyes. "i know. i just didn't wanna bring it up in case you didn't want to."
"are you fucking kidding me?" he chuckled, arms tightening around you. he plants a chaste kiss on your lips. "you mean the world to me, love. i don't know how much more obvious i could've been."
brother's best friend!gaz who melts your heart and you melt his when you reciprocate with your own confession. it's a brief moment of quiet laughter and relief. a confirmation of solidifying whatever this is.
yet your expressions become grim, even as your thumb gently traces the scars on his cheek. "are we going to tell him?"
he swallows thickly, replying, "do you want to tell him?"
he watches you. the tightness in your eyes unsettling him. telling your brother is the last thing either one of you wants to do. but it is necessary. he knows this as much as you do.
"let me talk to him first." you finally say.
Kyle's shoulders draw in. he wants to do this with you. he wants to hold your hand when the fallout begins. but he trusts your judgement. "you sure?"
you nod. then just as quickly, the light in your eyes brightens and you kiss him again. "not right now, though. i want to enjoy this in case it blows up in our faces later."
even if it does, it won't change the fact that he'll never let you go. ever. not for anything or anyone. even his best friend.
brother's best friend!gaz who waits a few more days. three days of peace. just you and him behind closed doors. your apartment offered more freedom than anywhere else. there was no need to remain quiet when he was rearranging your guts or when you were riding him. and he really liked it when you ride him.
brother's best friend!gaz who sits through one morning of breakfast with your brother. and he's startled by the question that cuts through the silence.
"do you like her?" Gaz stops chewing his cereal, glancing at him. "my sister. do you like her?"
he's... not sure what he should say. frankly, he should've seen this coming.
he doesn't want to tell the truth in case the man lashes out at him for crossing a clear boundary. but he can't lie about this either. he loves you. through and through. there's not denying that.
"i see the way you look at each other. I'm not stupid."
Gaz raised a brow.
"okay, i'm not that stupid." your brother huffed and rolled his eyes. but retained his serious expression. "honestly, i don't know how the hell i didn't realize it sooner."
Kyle has never been glad that you have one dense idiot for a sibling.
"so? do you like her?"
brother's best friend!gaz who conceeds. he knows the game is over. there's no way around this. he puts down his bowl and sighs.
"it's more than that, mate." he states. "a lot more..."
brother's best friend!gaz who gulps and holds his breath, waiting for the explosion. your brother looks at him with an unreadable expression. it might have been the quietest he's ever been. the boundary was set a long time ago. none of his friends go after his sister for obvious reasons. he doesn't want her getting hurt over something that wasn't serious or whatnot.
but this is Kyle. he's your friend too. he's known you for as long as your brother has. shouldn't that at least count for something?
your brother finally blinks and leans back in his chair. he lets out a sigh and nods. "okay."
Kyle's stunned expression couldn't be contained. your brother goes back to eating his breakfast. "o—okay?" he couldn't believe his ears. "i thought you didn't want any of us sick fucks messing with your sister."
your brother shrugs. "i'd like to believe you're better than that."
brother's best friend!gaz doesn't know what you said to your brother to make him accept this. but he grins. this was better than any outcome he could've imagined. regardless, he still got the standard brotherly "if you hurt my sister, I'm going to kill you" talk. which was fine. he can live with that.
brother's best friend!gaz who stands at your door with a large bouquet of flowers and a huge grin on his face. he couldn't wait to tell you the good news. he couldn't wait to ask you on a proper date. the thought of sneaking around was fun and all, but deep down, showing you off was far better.
brother's best friend!gaz kisses you silly before the door even closes and you both live happily ever after.
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braxlrose · 8 months
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request: bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader hcs😌 I mean, she knows she's hurting herself but she doesn't care? doesn't sleep (and even if she does, she goes to bed very late and then gets up very late, so she's usually restless, tired and barely alive/ barely in touch with reality), barely eats (and even if she eats little , I drink too much energy drinks and takes tranquilizer pills), probably does sh and takes drugs (cigarettes, alcohol and drugs) and it all makes her look practically zombie but she likes this lifestyle?
cw: self harm, alcoholic tendencies, drugs, slight ED, toxic relationship, tons of angst, swearing, NOT PROOFREAD.
bill kaulitz x self-destruct reader
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• when you two first met, it was at a party and you guys ended up sleeping together that night. you fell asleep right after so he ended up staying the night at your hotel room.
• when you woke up in the morning, you brushed your teeth and then went over to your drawer to get on new clothes when you felt hands on your hips.
• you turned around to see bill smiling at you. "Sooo, how long do I have to wait before I can ask you out on a date, hmm?" you rolled your eyes and pushed his hands away.
• "Uhmm, never? You don't wanna have to deal with my shit." you said as you pulled your jeans up.
• "Oh come on, everybody has shit."
• "Not like me. So, you should just go." you pulled on your shirt and turned back to him. He was just staring at you, smiling for God-knows-what. you had to admit, he looked amazing. he only had his boxers on, and he looked great shirtless.
• "I'll get you one day, y/n y/l/n." he smiled at you and pulled on his clothes. you rolled your eyes as he kissed you on the forehead and left.
• then you two met again at a music festival and that's when you finally decides to give him a chance after the hours of flirting he spent on you. you weren't scared though, you were sure he'd leave after he saw what you were really like. and you had accepted that.
That was a couple weeks ago. Bill became very aware of the "shit" you were talking about pretty quickly.
• whenever you were at a party with bill you'd always drink too much to the point where you couldn't see straight and your head was pounding like no tomorrow. Bill would take you back to your hotel room and lay you down on your bed and tuck you in. Then he'd sit with you until you finally fell asleep since he knew you'd just stay awake if he didnt.
• one night, you were completely wasted and he had to carry you back to your hotel. again.
"Mmm... Billy I want you soooo bad. pretty pleaaaasee?" you whispered in his ear, giggling and pouting as he unlocked your door and dragged you inside.
"You're drunk. That's not happening, okay?" He said, setting you down on your bed and beginning to wipe your makeup off.
"But Billy..." You'd whine and pout, while he'd just sit there and comb through your hair till you fell fast asleep.
"Goodnight, Schatzi." He'd whisper to you and place a kiss on your forehead.
• you'd also get angry a lot. you were in your hotel room, bawling your eyes out on the bathroom floor. It was 11 PM. your wrists were bleeding a bit from you scratching at them for so long, and your cheeks were bright red from the crying.
• you just wanted to sit there forever and wallow in your own self pity when you heard the door to your hotel open.
"Y/n! You in here?" Bill yelled to you, as you did your best to stand up and wipe your tears away. You gazed at your eyes in the mirror and there were streaks of mascara running down your face. You wiped them off your cheeks and opened the bathroom door to greet him.
"Hey! What're you doing here?" He turned around to see you but you saw his face drop.
"Are you okay? Were you crying in there?" He pointed to the bathroom. You scoffed and rolled your eyes as you closed the door. You pushed the inner part of your arms against yourself so he didn't notice.
"What? God no, I'm just tired. You should probably go." You said as you walked past him and started to change your clothes. He walked over to you and slightly grabbed your chin with his hand. He tilted his head at you and ran his fingers through your hair.
"Come on, just tell me what's wrong." You slapped his hand away and pulled on some shorts.
"I said I'm just fucking tired! Will you back the fuck off?!" You pushed him away and went to grab a new shirt to sleep him. He was bringing up emotions you didn't want to feel. You wiped away a couple tears when you felt his arms wrap around you. He placed some kisses on your shoulders and rubbed his cheek against you.
"I'm here for you, okay? Let me help you.." You could feel anger boiling up inside you. Your eye twitched. He's acting like you needed to be fixed or something. Why would he say shit like this?! You turned yourself around and pushed your hands against his shoulders trying to push his away.
"Can you get the fuck off of me! I don't need your fucking with anything just get the fuck away!" you yelled at him, tears pouring down your cheeks now. You slammed your hand against his shoulder trying to push him away.
"You don't need to push me away, y/n! It's okay!" He wrapped his arms tightly around you as more and more tears came flooding from you.
Your finger nails dug into his shoulders, harder and harder with every word. You could see him wincing in pain but he only hugged you tighter. Why would he want this?
• you hated that he stayed around. you didn't understand why he'd wanna be with someone like you? you set yourself on a path of destruction and ruined everything in your path, why would he take his chances like this?
• you were laying down in your bed when bill came around again. like before, tears were running down your cheeks and mascara was wiped all over your face but you were just laying there. not feeling anything. you had taken a couple different kinds of drugs so you were basically emotionless at this point.
• when bill walked in, he dropped everything and ran to your aid. he sat on the bed and cupped your cheek in his hand to make you look up at him.
• when you turned over at him, he couldn't see anything in your eyes. nothing. all you could remember is how sad you looked.
• he laid down next to you and wrapped his arms around you and kissed your shoulders.
"do you want me to stay?" He asked, brushing your hair off of your face and pulling you closer to his body.
you just nodded and laid down against the pillows as bill whispered sweet nothings in your ear and rubbed your sides with his hands.
• it was about a month into your relationship when bill realized how little you ate.
• at first, he just thought you didn't eat breakfast but over time he noticed you didn't really eat anything unless you were offered something.
• bill also took notice when all you ate was slim jims and energy drinks. Thats when he started bringing you food.
• in the mornings, he'd come in with breakfast and give you a little kiss on the forehead. "Wakey, wakey, baby." He'd say to you and place a bunch of little kisses on your face until you wake up.
"Mmm...what are you doing here?" You said to him groggily, wiping your eyes.
"I brought you breakfast. Come on, geeet up." He'd lift you up by your arms and place the food in front of you, then he'd sit down next to you and wrap his arms around you to make sure you're eating.
"I'm not hungry, Bill." You'd say to him, resting your cheek on his arm.
"Too bad, eat up." He would take your fork and cut into your waffle and place it in front of your mouth until you opened up to eat it.
You eventually would give up and just start eating.
"Why are you doing all of this? I'm just a burden, y'know?" You say to him with your mouth full and your eyes looking up at him all cute and widened.
" 'cause I like you. And I think you're cute." You rolled your eyes and continued eating but bill would have a big, fat smile on his face.
• during the day you'd be like a zombie. your eyes would be dull and half open. Big, dark circles under your eyes and you wouldn't do much. But bill didn't mind. He would lay down with you on the couch and give you massages and kisses on your temples to relax you.
• when bill found out that you hurt yourself, he kissed up and down your body for hours. Whether it was your arms or your thighs, he'd be kissing it. He told you how much he loved you and didn't want you to hurt yourself.
• he didn't want you to feel pressured about talking about your feelings but once you did he would just hold you and listen to you talk, getting everything out. and he would never judge you for anything.
• you told him that you'd stop hurting yourself and you did. for a few days. But that changed once you got away from bill for a little while and you got high at a club.
Bill wanted the best for you but you werent good for him. You knew that, you tried to change yourself for him because you loved him so much. But in the process of being with you, he got hurt too much. You tried to tell him, but he couldn't help but love you. In his eyes, you were perfect.
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nanuer · 5 days
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‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡GODDESS [ introductions ]
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synopsis: in the ethereal world of dance, the white swan glides with grace, her every movement a poem of longing. the human prince, a star on the court, finds solace in her delicate steps, a symphony amidst the chaos of his world. their love blossoms, a forbidden dance between two realms, but as the final act approaches, will their love defy the constraints of their reality, or will they be forever trapped in the melancholy of what could have been?
╰┈➤ pairing: basketball player gojo satoru x fem!ballerina reader
⋆·˚*genre: strangers to friends to more, college au, complicated situationship
˚ ༘⋆warnings: nsfw, suggestive, smoking, self-destructive, mentions of bleeding, fluff, angst
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・updates: every other day
word count: 10,089
chapter i.
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🎼chapter: i. ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
10:14pm
feet clicking is the only thing you can hear right now,
after the performance earlier this evening, Shoko and you decided to immediately go home to your respective dorms
as you both walked towards the girl’s dorm Shoko suddenly received a text from someone, she stopped walking which you also did mindlessly - you stared back at her raising your brows
“hold on a sec, y/n” she said as she pulls her phone from her bag, she turned it on before shuffling her shoes back down onto her bag
“oh, my friends are inviting me to a party of theirs, seems like they won another game tonight” she said as she typed something on her phone,
“are you going?” you asked, as you tilted your head to the side curious whether she'll go or not
“hm.. yea i probably will, one of my friends’ is a bit insufferable when i decline his invites sometimes” she said as she placed her phone back, before shooting you a smile
“I'm definitely washing up first though, heaven knows how much I sweat” she said giggling, as she continue to walk towards the dorm as you follow-suit
“you wanna come along hm?” she turned her head towards you, as you shook your head ‘no’
“sorry, my feet are just killing me tonight. might be best if i stay and rest up” you replied, as you both went inside the elevator pressing on your respective floors
“can't argue with that, make sure to rest well alright? and take a bath before you treat your wounds, you'll feel much better afterwards” she said as the elevator signaled you both that you have arrived at Shoko’s floor, she smiled at you one last time before walking out
“say hi to Utahime for me, bye~” she waved at you, causing you to do the same gesture and nodding at her “i will, take care tonight”
the doors of the elevator finally closed as you took a deep breath and exhaled, you stared back at doors watching your reflection as you brush a few of your hair strands away from your face
ding!
as you got off and started walking towards your dorm, you suddenly feel super exhausted and took out your keys from your bag
opening the door to your dorm you were met with silence and lights that were dimly turned on, you knew Utahime was home since her shoes were in the front so you took a quick glance at the kitchen to check if she were there
no one and so, you started to walk towards your bedroom knowing she's probably in her room studying
you placed your bag onto your desk, as you started to look for your towel and head towards the bathroom
as you closed the door shut, you started to strip off your clothes and made sure to place it on your laundry basket and not mistaking it with Utahime’s
as you started the water making sure it's hot enough to ease the aches in your body, using your fingertips to check if it was just the right temperature
“y/n, are you home? is that you?” you heard Utahime’s voice outside the room, you turned to the door before replying
“yes i am Utahime, sorry i didn't see you earlier when i arrived” stepping in the shower, you sigh when you felt the hot water relieving you of the aches from today
“it's alright, hey do you want something to eat or drink? i haven't had dinner anyways, so i figured we should eat together” she said, as you turned to take your loofah and body soap
“i guess i could eat, that would be nice thank you” you said smiling at her gesture, as you started to rub your body with your loofah
“alright then, come out when you're done, okay? i'll be in the kitchen” she said as you heard her voice starting to fade away,
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after changing onto your pj’s, you got out of your bedroom to meet utahime cooking some instant noodles with 2 bowls present
“oh by the way, Shoko told me to say hi to you” you said as you stood behind her watching her place the noodles on your respective bowls,
“oh that's nice, sorry i couldn't come to your show earlier. it's ‘cause of this crazy prof we have, i swear his favorite phrase would be probably be ‘the bell doesn't dismiss you does it?’ I'm pretty sure it does! he made the students who was supposed to use our classroom, wait 45 minutes outside” she said as she handed you your bowl, sitting down on your table before you follow-suit
“maybe someone should report that, didn't the students who waited outside had their teacher with them?” you asked as you both started to eat, she furrowed her brows before angrily slurping her noodles
“they didn't, they were supposed to film in that room and the worst part is that they had to send a 2 weeks notice permission slip for it!” you sympathize with the students, as you and Utahime continued to talk about each other’s days and other gossips or rant she had
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“Shoko! You came, glad to see you!” Satoru watched as Shoko entered the sorority house, the loud music and blinding colorful lights causing her to hesitate, second-guessing her decision to come,
“yeah, I knew your bitch ass would complain if i didn't” she said as she took a deep sigh, she looked around and saw Satoru’s fellow teammates
“you’ve declined most of my party invites, of course I'd be upset!” Satoru said handing her a cup of some alcoholic drink she smiled at him, and then noticing the cup in his hands
“i thought you didn't drink?” Shoko said pointing towards the drink in, “it's not alcohol, just so you know” he replied pouting before gesturing her to follow him
they both arrived at the kitchen seeing Suguru there, pouring some drinks into his cup as he looked towards them and sending a smile at his two best friends
“you actually came, i for real thought you wouldn't have come” Suguru said as Shoko leaned against the counter beside him, being in-between the two men
“take it as my apology of some sort, also i’ve had enough of this buffon’s whinings” Shoko points at Satoru making the guy furrow his brows,
“is it my fault that I missed my other best friend?” Satoru pouted looking down at her making the other two chuckle, Shoko pinched his arm making him swat her hand away
“as if, you guys have your own hangouts and never invite me, scared I'll ruin your date huh?” Shoko teased making the two roll their eyes, before Suguru placed his hand on her shoulder
“we invited you a bunch before but you always complained ‘cause we always end up at the school’s court” Suguru said, sipping his own drink as a smirk formed in his face
“besides, now we both can watch Satoru be a man whore together” Satoru let out a dramatic gasp, as he held onto his chest
“why do you even consider me a man whore, i do not sleep with everyone you know?” he said, before pouring himself a drink once more “you may not be some sex god, but you're the living definition of a attention whore Satoru” Suguru replied, as Shoko nodded along while Satoru only sighed
“you two haven't been together for less than an hour and you guys are already ganging up on me, I'm leaving” he said dramatically leaving the kitchen, making the two roll their eyes at his theatrics
“oh yea, why have you been declining our invites anyway? got a boyfriend or something?” Suguru said, taking his hand off Shoko’s shoulders as he turned to face her
“no if I did, by the way, I'll kill him before he gets to tell me who i can and should hang out with.” she said turning to face Suguru, taking another sip of her drink before adding
“it's ‘cause i had a show earlier, can’t really party when your feet ache from practice. i’m not like you jocks, with your crazy stamina and shit” she said, tilting her head back staring at the ceiling before smiling
“also, i got a new friend from my ballet group. i guess she's rubbing onto me, always in a hurry to go home or practice at our studio” she said looking at Suguru again, making the male raise his eyebrows at her before chuckling
“well, she sounds like a real delight might come to your studio to see her myself”
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walking to your first class in the morning after a night show was your least favorite thing in the world, the urge to sleep more and stay curled up in bed was incredibly tempting
getting through the first class was also a struggle, the professor would either not show up but make everyone sign an attendance sheet at his desk, or he would show up but refuse to teach
you sighed, knowing you still had one last class before you could go home - there were no practices today in consideration of last night’s performance
as you headed towards your final class of the day, you noticed the school’s coliseum was open, the sound of feet dragging and balls bouncing off the floor filled the air - you spotted a ball at the foot of the door and took it upon yourself to return it before sprinting to your class
as you bent down to pick up the ball, a tall figure loomed in front of you. you stood up, holding the ball with two hands, and looked up to see blue eyes and white hair, making you question the guy’s hair color choice.
“thanks!” he said, waiting for you to hand him the ball, which you did before nodding at him
he smiled and jogged back towards the court, you noticed he was still wearing his school uniform but without the blazer
peeking inside, you saw he was playing against a guy with black hair tied up - they were exchanging insults, making you raise your eyebrows before continuing to walk to your last class.
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“Satoru~ doesn't your class start in like 10 minutes, aren't you going to head in?” Suguru said, as he passes the ball to Satoru
“what, trying to get rid of me Suguru? scared i’ll beat you even more huh?” he teased dribbling the ball before taking a shot in the 3 point liner, Suguru rolled his eyes before walking towards his bag and wearing his blazer on
“whatever man, i’ll be leaving first i’m going home” he said, as he turned to face Satoru who returned the ball back to the equipment room
Satoru scowled at this before walking towards his bag, and holding his blazer over his shoulder and wearing his sunglasses “should I just skip this class, it's my last one anyways”
“no Satoru, you've skipped at least 8 of this class this semester. pretty sure you're gonna end up being dropped, or worst retaking the class” Suguru said before walking towards the exit, as Satoru followed-suit
“ugh fine - guess i’ll listen to the wonders of computers” Satoru rolled his eyes before dabbing Suguru up, and walking towards his class’s building
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as you arrived in your class, you finally took your sit down and started to open your phone before the teacher could arrive
you noticed that you had a few texts from Utahime and Shoko, which you made the decision to read later and placing your phone back to your bag
1 minute left
1 minute left before class can start and you noticed a lot of missing students today, you really wanted to skip this one out too but thinking back on the consequences you decide to shoo those thoughts away
the door in front opened, making you look to check if the teacher finally arrived only to meet that white haired dude again who looked quite unbothered by the fact he walked in through the front door reserved for the teacher
he then started to walk towards the back of the classes but then stopping besides you, you had your attention to the computer in front of you trying to turn it on, so you didn't notice that he bent down to pick something on the floor before taking the seat beside you
you then felt a poke from your side which made you turn your head towards him, he had his hand out towards you and you turned to look at it noticing it's bondage?
“I'm guessing this is yours, since you're the only one sitting in this side of the class” he said, before handing you the bondage and you looked at it before reverting your eyes back at him noticing that he had a smile plastered on his face
“oh right, thank you” you replied, sending a smile at him and placing the bondage at your bag
“no problem, will you do me a favor and wake me up when classes start? or if the teacher calls me for anything” he said taking his sunglasses off about to lay his head down on his arms, before you nodded and he winked at you mouthing the word ‘thanks!’
he then laid on his head on the table with his arms covering his face, you turned back to the computer in front of you as you finally managed to turn it on before hearing muttered words out of him
“i’m gojo by the way, may i have the pleasure of knowing your name?” you turned your head back towards him, as he stared up at you while still laying his head on the desk
“i’m y/n” you replied, making the man nod his head before turning his head back to face the desk covering his face
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theemporium · 4 months
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🐈‍⬛-vampire!max irl with a newly turned gf? maybe like navigating day to day life now that she’s like them?
(if you’re not doing the slumber party event anymore please ignore this!)
thank you for requesting!🫶🏽
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“I can’t do this.”
“Schatje—”
“No, Max, I-I can’t do this. I’m not strong enough for this. I—”
“Hey.” In a blink of an eye, he was standing in front of you. His lip were turned downwards and his brows were furrowed together in concern as he reached to cup your face in both of his hands so you couldn’t look away. “You are stronger than you believe.”
“I’m scared,” you whispered, hating how pathetic and quiet your voice sounded as you clung onto his wrists. 
“And that’s normal,” Max assured you, leaning forward to press a lingering kiss on your forehead. “This is hard but you can do this. I know you can.”
The truth was that Max never intended to turn you into the creature he was. When he met you, you were the one thing in a very, very long time that made him feel human. You were like a breath of fresh air after centuries of feeling like he was trapped in his own emotions and feelings and guilt. 
You made him feel human. And the last thing he wanted to do was to take that humanity away from you.
It wasn’t his decision to turn you. It wasn’t even your decision. You were unfortunately collateral in a situation that made Max’s stomach twist, and now you were facing the consequences of actions that weren’t even committed or chosen by yourself. 
And he hated it. He hated watching you struggle. He hated watching you mourn that part of you that was gone. He hated watching you fight your new reality everyday. He hated that he couldn’t do anything to make it easier.
But he swore he would stay by your side. He promised that he would help you through every single step, and that was a promise he intended to keep for as long as necessary. 
“What if I hurt someone?” You whispered as you wrapped your arms around his torso and buried your face into his chest. “What if I lose control and kill them?”
“That might happen,” Max told you because the last thing he wanted to do to you was lie. He tightened his arms around you, holding you close like the way he would do when you were human and he could hear your heart pounding in your chest. “And as shit as it feels, it’s something every vampire will feel.”
You let out a shaky breath. “I don’t wanna feel it.”
His body tensed a little. “We feel everything at an amplified version, but it’s what keeps us somewhat human. Turning it off…it’s not worth it. I promise you it’s not worth it. And as long as you’re with me, you won’t ever need to feel the need to turn your humanity off. I’ll make sure of it.”
You pulled back a little so you could look up at him, a soft expression on your face. “Thank you. For everything.”
“Always, schat,” Max murmured as he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. “I’ll always be in your corner.”
“And I’ll always be in yours,” you told him with the same determined look that made him fall in love with you months ago. “Forever.”
He grinned, almost feeling selfish at the way his whole body hummed in delight at the idea. “Forever,” he confirmed with a nod of his head.
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Can you perchance write a smut fic about being married to Ghost and he has to take a phone call in the middle of the deed
pairing: ghost x f!reader
a/n: HELLO sorry for the long delay, but it is finally here! thanks for the request. i hope you like what i came up with!
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The Bet
You and Ghost were at Laswell's house celebrating her recent promotion to Station Chief. The party wasn't Kate's idea, but her wife insisted on honoring her massive accomplishment. 
Before you both went inside Laswell's house, you made a bet with Ghost. You bet that he couldn't stay the entire dinner, and he bet you couldn't stay the entire dinner. The loser was in charge of doing the dishes for the next few weeks.
"Ready to forfeit, big boy?" You whispered to Ghost as you sat alone on the couch in the living room with a glass of champagne in hand. "You wish." He muttered. You chew your lip slightly. "Well, in that case.." You reach into your sweater pocket and pull out a bundle of lace. "Took them off in the bathroom." She leaned closer, her hot breath grazing Ghost's ear. "They're dripping." His eyes widened. "Fuckin' hell." He breathed out. 
"Can I have someone's help in the kitchen, please?" Laswell's wife proclaims. You swiveled your head to the kitchen. "Of course." You turned your attention back to Ghost. "Keep them." You slipped the piece of lingerie into his hand. "On the house." His breath hitched as you stood up to go help in the kitchen. He eyed you as you walked, slightly salivating at the thought of you with no panties on. Your bare cunt was only covered by a short skirt that could easily ride up at any given moment. He silently cursed under his breath.
"This smells so good." You chime as you carry the roast chicken to the table. "Thanks. Took forever to cook." Laswell's wife remarks. You smile and go to your seat as everyone else follows suit.
Ghost pulls out his chair next to you and takes his seat. He leans closer to you. "You better not try anything else." His voice drops lower, so low you almost don't hear him. "Or I'll bend you over the table right now." Your breath hitches at his words, your core becoming impossibly wetter. 
It was 40 minutes into the dinner. Everyone was laughing and telling stories; they were all a little tipsy. The food was demolished, signaling that the dinner was almost coming to an end and you and Ghost were still in attendance. You cringed at the thought of losing to Simon and having to wash the dishes for a month straight. You decided to do something drastic. Something that would have to make him come up with a stupid excuse to leave. 
You use your hand that's drink-free to reach for his hand, that's resting on his knee, under the table, making sure not to look too suspicious. You nod your head along to whatever the hell Kate is talking about. 
You slowly bring his hand to your knee. You glance at him, though he looks completely unfazed. You steadily drag his hand up your knee, moving towards your inner thigh. He still appears unfazed. You maneuver his hand up even higher, his hand now grazing your dripping, needy cunt. His face is still stone-cold and serious. His lack of a reaction made you question if he even cared about what was happening. That was until you felt his pointer and middle finger curl into you. Your eyes widened in shock as you spit your drink out into your glass. 
Everyone at the table directed their attention to you. "You okay?" Ghost questioned, his fingers still in your sensitive region, raising an eyebrow. "Yes. I'm sorry. I just swallowed my drink wrong." Your face slightly pink as you go to set your champagne down. Everyone resumed their conversations. 
You narrowed your eyes at Ghost. "Did you think I wouldn't play along?" He murmured as he drew lazy circles with his fingers. Your eyelids closed briefly, taking in his movements, and then you opened them rapidly, remembering where you were.
You tried to keep your breathing steady as he slid his fingers up and down your swollen clit. You eyed him again as he casually took a sip of whiskey from his glass. 
He leaned into you once again, whispering, "So tight." Before you could reply, he promptly pulled his fingers out, wiping your arousal off on his jeans. 
Your body winced at the loss of his fingers. You recoil at the words that leave your mouth. "Let's leave." His lips quip at the lust in your eyes. He nods, taking one final drink from his glass. 
"We better be on our way." He stands up, and you follow suit, pushing your chair in. "Thanks for coming." Laswell remarks as her and her wife follow you both to the door.
"Are you sure you can't stay longer?" Her wife begs. "I wish we could. Got a long day tomorrow." You say, nudging Ghost out the door. You both say your goodbyes to everyone and step out the door. You are all but running to the car. 
Once you enter your house, Ghost's hands instantly wrap around your waist, smashing his lips into yours. He threads his fingers through your hair to deepen the kiss. You let out a moan as he nips at your lower lip, seeking entrance. 
He roughly backs you up against the wall. "Surprised you didn't leave a spot on Laswell's chair from how fuckin' wet you were." He murmurs against your neck. You let out a quiet whimper. "Fuck. And those little noises you make." He presses wet, sloppy kisses on your neck. He grabs one of your hands and places it on the growing bulge forming in his jeans. "Make me so fuckin' hard." You catch his mouth in another deep kiss. "I need you. Right now." He groans.
He grabs ahold of the back of your ass and picks you up; you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist. He almost breaks a lamp, a picture frame, and a flower pot on his way to your shared room. 
Once you make it to your shared room, he gently sits on the edge of the bed as you straddle his lap and thread your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. He slips one hand under your sweater and gently grazes your nipple through your lace bra. You moan into his mouth, which causes his dick to twitch. 
His hand skims down your waist until it reaches the hem of your sweater. His fingers curl under the hem and swiftly pull the thick fabric over your head. Once the material passes your lips, he instantaneously reconnects his lips to yours. 
You start to unbutton each of the buttons on his shirt, quickly pulling it off his body. He bends down to connect his lips to your collarbone, slowly moving around your chest as you thread your fingers through his light hair. 
As he plants slow kisses on your chest, one of his hands reaches behind your body and unsnaps your bra, making your breasts fall out, which he is quick to capture with his hot mouth. "Fuck." You whine. 
He picks you up once again and positions you on your back. "Take that pretty little skirt off fer'me." He eyes you as your finger gently sweeps down your body, slowly circling your nipple. 
"Stop teasing..." He warns. You seductively grin at him as your fingers reach your skirt, slipping it off your legs. "That's not fair.." You say. He cocks a brow. "You still have your pants on.." He slightly grins as he undoes his belt and slips off his pants and boxers, causing his erect cock to spring out. "Better?" He questions, stepping in between your legs. "Mhmm."
He pushes you back on the bed and lays on top of you. You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him deeply, your teeth scratching his own, and your fingers reaching for his cock. "Greedy one you are.." He whispers into your mouth.
He gently slips his cock into your wet cunt. "Fuck. You are tight." He grits. He slowly moves in and out of you, causing you to moan and him to grunt. Right as he finds a comfortable pace, the sound of a phone ringing bounces off the walls.
He peers over to look at his phone. "Fuckin' Price." He grunts. You wrap your arms tighter around his neck. "Call him back later. Don't stop." You whine into his ear. "Wouldn't think about it." His pace fastens as he reaches over to grab the phone.
"Captain." He says cooly as if he's not balls deep in you. Your eyes go wide and he gives you a warning glare. He continues pumping in and out of you. 
"Ghost."
"Problem?"
"Nothing too serious. I need to go over the briefing from last week. Do you have time?"
"Sure." 
Price recounts the last briefing to Ghost as you try your best not to make any noise as his cock pounds into you.
You cover your mouth as Ghost brings his finger to your aching clit and begins rubbing soft circles. The friction causes you to let out a soft moan. "Quiet." He drawls. "Or I'll stop."
"Everything okay, Lt?" Price questions.
"Fine. Continue."
Price continues talking as you feel your peak nearing. "Simon..I'm going to.." You choke out. His pace is picking up. "Come.." He commands quietly.
With that, you both come, and Price finishes talking as if right on cue. 
"Thanks for the heads up, Price." He breathes out, hanging up. 
"I can't believe we just had sex with Price on the phone." You say, out of breath.
"Don't act like you didn't like it." He gestures to your arousal covering his cock and dripping onto the sheets. "Because, clearly, you did like having an audience." 
You slowly get up and head for the bathroom. As you’re in there, you hear Ghost yell, “Don't forget you still lost the bet." 
"Technically, we left at the same time."
"That's not how it works."
"Then, pray tell, how does it work?"
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