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Twenty Five

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Kim sat in a mostly empty theater to herself, hiding behind her popcorn and bag of M&Ms. She had bright ideas when she got here to ask for a refund and pick a different movie but had chickened out when she saw the busy lines. Instead, she sat alone as she pouted and tried to eat her emotions away to make herself feel better. She still couldn’t believe that Billy had been so rude. She felt very vulnerable and open at the moment. His words cut deep and were true, but she was still going to prove a point, even if it meant watching a movie she didn’t care for all alone.

“Is this spot taken?” Kim looked up, the M&Ms still in her mouth as she felt her veins go cold. Everything she had said earlier about being over Steve was suddenly gone. She chewed furiously, trying to swallow quickly and make sure no chocolate coated her mouth as she spoke.

“No,” She squeaked out, her cheeks hot as she adjusted in her own seat, “You can sit there.” She breathed out quickly, trying not to touch her hair to make sure that she looked alright. Her heart was beating harshly in her chest, so hard she felt as if it was protruding into her skin. Steve smiled as he took the spot next to her, his arm brushing against hers as he sat. She feared she may throw up. Then again, she didn’t feel quite so silly wearing the lingerie under her dress again. Maybe now, she’d have someone to wear it for. She wondered what sex was like with him, if he was more caring or rougher.

“I didn’t take you for the type to like these movies.” Steve chuckled; his smile warm as he looked down at her. She was freaking out, absolutely having no idea what to say. She half expected Robin to show up with him and felt a bit pleased when she didn’t see the other girl. This was the first time she had ever spoken to him alone and he didn’t sound like he hated her.

“I don’t,” She rushed out quickly, “I went for this guy but sort of got ditched so here I am.” She laughed out nervously, flushing as she tried not to groan in embarrassment. He did not need to know all of that. He reached into her popcorn bag without asking, grabbing a handful before pushing it in his mouth. She was too far in awe over him sitting near her to complain.

“Huh, the same thing happened to me. Well, except I was supposed to meet Betty, but she never came to dinner, so I figured the movie was a no go as well.” He smiled a bit cheekily as he looked at her, talking while he chewed on her popcorn. She felt her eyebrows furrowing, wondering if he was saying that to make her feel better.

“Seriously?” She questioned, jumping a bit as the trailers began to roll and the lights started to dim around them. Steve pushed his hair out of his face, and she watched, enhanced at his features. He looked a bit awkward as he spoke.

“Yeah, I mean my game has been really awful this summer. I don’t know why.” He muttered as he leaned his arm over their armrests and helped himself to her popcorn. She didn’t mind, still too thrilled that he was sitting next to her. She wanted to yell at him, to tell him that it was the universe telling him that he should be with her then. She would never abandon him to be alone for dinner or for a movie.

“Maybe you just need to evaluate your options again,” She said simply, trying to keep her cool and not stare at him while they sat so close, “Maybe there’s someone interested who you haven’t thought of.” She offered, trying to be as vague about herself as possible. She didn’t want to seem as desperate as what she felt. She watched his lips form into a frown.

“I just don’t think I’ve been the same since Nancy. I really thought things would work out between us.” He admitted and she nodded cautiously, not sure what to add to that conversation. She had never experienced a heartbreak before so she was unsure if she could actually give him advice for what he needed. She bit her lip, ignoring the trailers playing on the big screen.

“I’m sure you’ll find someone that feels the same way about you, just don’t give up.” She wanted to yell that she was right here in front of him, but he still didn’t seem the slightest bit interested. No matter how kind he was being at the moment, he still didn’t perceive her in a romantic way. She tried not to feel too deflated, but she could feel her emotions dampening the more that he spoke. She felt movement in the corner of her eye as more people flooded into the theater.

She was a bit disappointed with Steve’s answer. She wasn’t sure what had him hooked up on Nancy, but she was jealous. She wondered if she would ever find someone that would give her the attention that Billy was giving her. Thinking about him made her upset all over again. She didn’t know why it was hard for him to understand that they could be together without being together . This had been his idea after all.

Steve shrugged, turning his attention to the movie as they settled in silence. It wasn’t particularly comfortable, but it wasn’t awkward either. She still would’ve preferred to be here with Billy, no matter how angry she was at him. She hoped what he had said was just him lashing out and that he didn’t actually mean it. She wasn’t sure what she would do if he cut their deal before she was ready to let him go. She had agreed to end it but only because she was so angry. She wanted him to grovel. He was like a drug to her; she couldn’t get enough of him.

She didn’t know how she’d go back to normal either. Pretending like she wasn’t thinking of him every time they walked through the house, when he’d give her rides in his car or when she’d eventually see his toned muscles again. There was no way she was ready to give that up entirely at the moment. She was utterly confused with her feelings. She didn’t understand how she could want Steve to be with her at one second and then the next going back to being lustful over her stepbrother.

“Jesus!” The words slipped past her lips as she jolted back in her seat from a jump scare. She had been too caught up in her thoughts to have been paying attention to the dialogue or anything that was happening on screen. Steve snorted as people turned to look at her, her face growing hot. At least it was dark, and they couldn’t see her face.

“I think you picked the wrong movie.” Steve teased, glancing at her before looking back at the screen. She couldn’t help but agree, nestling back into her seat as she wished she had just switched her movie ticket. She got the feeling that Steve wouldn’t hold her hand or pull her close to him. That was fine, she could work with that. At least it didn’t seem like he hated her quite so much. She tried to focus but her mind kept lingering back towards Billy. Steve and Kim turned simultaneously towards the entrance as loud giggling drew them away from the movie.

She watched the couple appear for a second, noting how the girl's clothes were ruffled and frayed like she had redressed in a haste. She rolled her eyes and turned back to the movie, pretending like she wouldn’t have been in the same position if she had come with Billy. Only he had to be a dick about everything.

“Is this spot taken?” Somehow, out of all the movies, of all the things to do in this dumb little town Billy had waltzed his way into the same movie she had to be seeing. She cursed her rotten luck. Her eyes narrowed as she looked up at his cocky grin. Tina was nestled to his side, a pleased smile light up her face as she leaned her cheek against his bicep. She gave Kim a condescending look and could tell she didn’t want to sit near her either.

“Yes.” Kim answered at the same time Steve answered no. She exhaled slowly, trying not to look irritated at the brunette boy’s answer. Billy’s eyes peered at her amused as he chewed down on a red twizzler. She watched as his eyes followed Steve’s voice as he gazed at who was sitting next to her.

His eyes narrowed as he noticed exactly who she was sitting by. Steve was completely preoccupied by the movie as he reached across Kim and dug his hand through her popcorn bag again. She felt a slow blush forming over her cheeks as his arm just barely nudged against his boob. Billy must’ve noticed it too because he clenched his jaw, staring.

“Dude, can you guys sit? We can’t see the movie!” The only other people were sitting behind them, and Kim thought about tossing out that the whole movie theater was empty so he could gladly sit anywhere else. Steve must’ve finally turned to face them because he cursed and adjusted himself, so he wasn’t quite so close to Kim.

Billy flipped off the guy a few rows behind them before he plopped down next to Kim, completely ignoring how Tina was protesting. She sighed loudly before sitting down next to him, sending a glare Kim’s way. Despite being so upset with Billy, she still didn’t like Tina. Not after she had tried to drag him back to her place drunk. She didn’t understand why Billy would want to be with someone like that. She was surprised he hadn’t said anything about Steve yet. She figured he would’ve flipped out over it but maybe he didn’t really care that much.

“This spot is actually reserved for people who aren’t assholes.” Kim whispered towards him, feeling the flames of anger licking inside of her chest. He settled into his seat playfully, grinning at her while placing his arm on top of hers. Billy reached over the armrest and lifted up her Coke towards his lips. He took a long gulp, pretending to ponder over what she just said.

“I guess you’ll have to tell Pretty Boy to move then too.” Billy shrugged as he plopped her cup back into the cupholder. She could feel angry words forming on the tip of her tongue as she began to argue back but all of that slid away when she felt a cool arm against the back of her shoulders. She froze, her complexion relaxing and turning into shock. Billy huffed, his face growing red as he turned away from them. She fought back a grin, feeling giddy inside as she looked at Steve from the corner of her eye.

He didn’t say anything, just continued to eat her popcorn as he continued to watch the movie. She watched the pictures reflect off of his eyes, liking how warm and inviting they looked. She couldn’t believe she was sitting next to Steve, and he had his arm around her. Addi was going to flip out. She was so glad she decided to come out.

She didn’t like sitting next to Billy. She could tell he was purposely trying to piss her off by refusing to eat his own snacks. She figured that he thought if she’d share with Steve that he got the same rights. However, it was funny seeing Tina trying to hold her own bag out in hopes of getting him to give her more attention. It was like he had completely forgotten that the other girl existed. He had his legs spread so far in order to press his knee up against hers. She felt herself glaring at him when he started to obnoxiously bounce his leg up and down. Obviously, he hadn’t smoked for some time.

Kim could tell that Billy was mad that she had actually made him eat his words. She was proud of it though. He should be mad that he had said something so mean to her. She was trying to remind herself to not give in so easily this time or he’d just expect that he could do anything to her and face no consequences.

“Can you stop?” She hissed between her teeth as his bouncing knee was beginning to rub against her bare skin and irritate her. Billy looked at her confused, like he was unaware of what he was doing. He probably was in all honesty. He always fidgeted more when he hadn’t smoked.

“Stop what?” He looked at her confused, his expression changing once again as he noticed Steve curling a piece of red hair between his fingers. She didn’t care how threatening he looked at the moment, she wasn’t going to push Steve away just because he didn’t like him. She could play the same game he was playing.

Tina leaned forward, her dark hair bobbing against her shoulders, “I can’t hear the movie over you talking.” She was trying to sound nice, but Kim saw right through it. She wondered if she was still mad at Kim telling her off the other day. Obviously, it hadn’t worked very well. She was here, snuggling up against Billy’s arm. Kim didn’t let it bother her though because she could tell Billy was more irked with her being under Steve’s arm.

“Sorry.” Kim mumbled, tucking her hair behind her ear. Steve’s finger rubbed against the crook of her neck, and she found herself giggling lowly at the tickling sensation. The side of her face burned from Billy’s intense stare, but she simmered in it. She could be happy on her own date. Not that it was technically a date, but she could pretend that it was. Steve was acting sweet; he even had his arm wrapped around her. It had to mean something.

Kim didn’t even get a chance to reach her hand into the popcorn bag as every time Billy’s hand disappeared from it, Steve would reach right back in. It felt like there was some weird competition between them still even though they were only eating. She sat there awkwardly, trying not to kick Billy’s foot away as he continued to bounce his foot obnoxiously while she held onto the bag of popcorn. She found herself wincing a lot and would force herself back to her spot when she unintentionally moved towards Billy. She was going to have nightmares for sure.

“Are you scared?” Billy leaned in towards her, sliding Tina’s hands away from him as she tried to scoot closer. Kim wondered if she was getting freaked out too. She huffed, blowing her hair away from her face as she tried to play it off.

“Scared of this? No way this is-,’ She paused, feeling her body curl up a bit as she watched the former dead corpse come to life. She glanced back down to the floor, trying to erase the image from her mind as Billy chuckled, “This is awesome.” She forced out a smile, glancing back over at the golden boy. She watched how his eyes lingered against Steve’s hand before he looked at her again.

“Does Susan know you’re watching this movie? I don’t think she’d be very happy.” Billy whispered, pretending to look concerned. She felt her heart leap for a moment in fear. She knew that he was right and her mom would freak out if she knew. She had painted Kim to be a certain way and anytime Kim did anything out of her mother’s ordinary she’d get upset. Kim examined him for a moment, trying to see if he was serious or not.

“I told her I was going to see a movie. She didn’t ask which one,” Kim mumbled, feeling like she had to defend herself. She was trying not to move too much, afraid that she’d brush Steve’s arm off of her and he wouldn’t hold onto her again, “Are you going to be a snitch?” She tried not to snap at Billy. He was looking all too pleased as he watched her.

“I just didn’t think you’d be such a bad girl.” He whispered so quietly she had to strain to hear him. His effect worked though. She could feel the warmth spreading across her cheeks and down to her neck and she was sure she was as red as a tomato by the way he laughed.

“Do you think Alien Vampires actually exist?” Steve asked suddenly to no one in general as he reached across her waist again. Billy and her both turned in unison to look at him, watching to see how invested in the movie he was, “It just doesn’t really make sense.” Kim was glad for the distraction as she tried not to linger in Billy’s words and rub her thighs together. She was still mad at him.

A sudden movement from Steve had her eyes widening to the size of saucers as she stared up at the screen, her face suddenly on fire all the way down to her collarbone. He was digging into the almost empty bag, his forearm grazing against her breast oh so softly. He didn’t seem to notice, continuing to dig around as he started to speak about a Dustin and asking him about it. Kim wasn’t sure if she should move away or what she should do.

She glanced in the corner of her eye, watching how Billy’s nostrils had flared and how he looked like he was seconds from pummeling the other boy. Kim felt a panic rising in her chest, knowing she’d rather not go backwards with hers and Steve’s relationship.

“Shoot,” She laughed it off nervously, pretending to topple the popcorn bag to the side and let the few kernels left fall to the floor. She felt bad about making a mess but she figured the movie workers would rather deal with spilt popcorn than a dead boy, “I’m so clumsy. I’m sorry.” She tried not to fan her warm face and found relief when Steve pulled his hands away. He shrugged but she could notice an etch of disappointment on his face.

She turned to Billy, hearing a few curses slip out as he mumbled. She smiled cautiously, feeling a tension grow in the room. She wondered if Steve was actually that oblivious or if he was doing it on purpose to piss the blonde boy off. Billy seemed to bounce his foot even faster in his irritation. Kim sighed, praying the movie was almost over.

“I’m going to go get us a refill,” Steve mumbled towards her after a few minutes of pained silence. He leaned in close to her, his breath fanning the side of her face. She turned, admiring his brown eyes and how he smelt of strawberries, “Be back in a minute.” He lifted the empty bag of popcorn from her lap, and she could feel Billy’s blue eyes glaring at him.

Billy’s gaze turned back towards her, “I didn’t know you and Pretty Boy were so close.” Billy was too close to her as he whispered, sounding bitter and resentful. Kim smiled sweetly; glad he was getting a taste of his own medicine for once. She had an idea, a terrible one but an idea, nonetheless. She made sure Steve was out of her eyesight, completely gone before she adjusted in her seat. Billy’s eyes wandered down towards where she played with the hem of her dress. She acted nonchalant, pretending to be interested in the movie as she lifted it higher and higher under, she exposed the soft pink garter belt over her milk thighs.

“Do you think Steve likes lace?” She whispered to Billy so sweetly, so innocently as his blue eyes widening at her in surprise. He stared at her skin, drinking her in as he bit down on his bottom lip. She let him look for another few seconds before she flatted the dress back over her thighs, turning away a bit as she munched on her popcorn. She felt Billy shifting uncomfortable next to her and she glanced down, noticing the bulge that formed in his dark jeans. She smirked to herself, taking a sip of her drink. She thought it served him right.

She felt a bubble of anger form in her chest when she noticed Tina’s hand slide over his thigh and squeeze. Billy didn’t even react to it but it was enough to set her over the edge. She stood promptly, not even bothering to say anything as she headed out of the exit. Screw him. It was like he liked to torture her. She wasn’t sure why she was letting it bother her so much.

“Hey,” Steve jogged to keep up with her, popcorn flying out of the bag as he followed her, “Is the movie over?” He questioned, keeping in pace with her as she pushed the door open and settled into the muggy, outside air. She shook her head no, unsure of why she had decided to come out here. She just needed to get away. She wondered if she would forever be bitter about everything now that Billy and her weren’t together. Not that they were really together to begin with, but she didn’t know how else to explain them. She made her way towards the sidewalk before plopping down.

“No, I just needed some fresh air. The movie is odd.” She responded, hugging her knees together. She kept thinking about the dead corpse reaching out to grab people. She shuddered despite the heat outside. She was surprised as Steve sat down next to her, munching on her newly filled popcorn. She turned to look at him, confused as to why he was joining her. It was unexpected but it was nice.

“Yeah, it wasn’t that bad though. I mean, you saw her boobies.” Steve chuckled and Kim sent him a look as she shook her head. Of course, he’d remember the one scene with the naked woman. She was sure Billy enjoyed that part too.

“Men,” She teased, pushing her hair out of her face as the wind swept around them. Steve watched her for a moment like he was thinking about asking her a question before he looked away, “Of course that would be the one thing that you remembered.” Steve chuckled, turning to face her. She felt a bit giddy again, trying not to think of Billy too much. She didn’t want to admit it but she was disappointed that he hadn’t come to look for her. She figured he had already distracted himself with Tina.

“I mean that’s not the only thing that I remember, but pretty close,” He grinned, nudging her with his knee. She didn’t know how to explain it, but it felt different than the way Billy touched her. He wasn’t as warm, he wasn’t as rough in his movements, “I had fun tonight though. We should do this again.” Her heart raced fast in her chest, and she found herself pulling at her fingers as she tried to control her thoughts.

“You want to see a movie again? With me?” She asked, needing his confirmation that it was what he meant. She watched how he pushed his long hair back out of his face. She felt a blush form over her cheeks as she imagined what it would be like to hold onto his pretty locks while his head was between her legs.

“Yeah, Robin said she mentioned doing that. All you have to do is stop by our work and we can sneak us all in.” She felt her shoulders sag a little bit when Robin was mentioned. It wasn’t that she didn’t like her, more so that she realized Steve wasn’t suggesting a date. She didn’t know why she was so surprised. He had never been very interested in her before and she didn’t know why she thought that would change. They had only met on a rare circumstance.

“I mean, that sounds like fun.” Kim felt as if her smile was a bit forced and maybe he noticed that too with the way he exhaled. She gulped, hoping she wasn’t too obvious with her disappointment. She felt like her day had just been too rough for her to continue to pretend to be nice. She thought she was allowed to feel upset.

“You are really pretty, you know?” Steve turned to her again. She felt her mouth open in surprise as she stared at him. Her whole body seemed to grow warm from his compliment. She fidgeted nervously. It was fairly obvious in her opinion that she had a crush on him. If he thought that she was pretty, why hadn't he ever done anything?

“I am?” She questioned, tilting her head as he glanced away from her again. He didn’t hold eye contact as well as Billy did. Billy had told her plenty of times before that she was pretty, but it felt different coming from Steve. She had spent so long crushing over him and couldn’t believe that he admitted to thinking she was attractive. She felt like this was the chance she had been searching for all summer. If she didn’t make a move now, she never would.

Her nerves were bubbling deep in her chest as she stared at the smile on Steve’s face. His brown eyes were so warm and kind. She thought of how sweet he had been the whole night. She took a breath of confidence, leaning forward until their shoulders brushed against each other. His eyes lingered towards her lips for a second as she moved her face closer to his.

“What?” She felt her face growing hot as she looked at Steve unsure, watching how he pulled away from her. He looked at her a bit sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck. She thought of everything he had done and said tonight and didn’t understand why he didn’t want to kiss her.

“I don’t-,” He inhaled deeply, his shoulders moving as he did so, “I did a lot of that stuff to piss Billy off. I’m sorry if it made you think I was interested. You’re nice, you’re pretty. I just can’t be with you.” Kim felt her eyebrows furrowing as a familiar sinking feeling grew in her stomach.

“Can I ask why?” She didn’t want to force him to answer, but she didn’t want to not know either. She thought they were having fun, “Does it have to do with Billy?” He had brought the other boy up. Suddenly, she was mad again. Billy was pissed at her earlier for getting too attached and now that she was actually out having fun with a guy, he had to ruin that too.

“Your brother? No, God no I could care less what he thinks,” Steve surprised her as he spoke. She felt her spirits dampening even more, wondering if there was something wrong with her, “I mean maybe I did at first. You know when you guys first moved here, he threatened to kill the entire basketball team if anyone even looked at you. There were a bunch of guys that talked about getting to you just to irritate Billy, but everyone was too afraid. I think he really means it too; I saw him at Tommy’s party.” Steve explained himself but she still felt confused. If he didn’t care, then why didn’t he like her if he thought she was pretty? She pondered on who was wanting to get with her to get back at Billy. Maybe that would explain Jason and his friend.

“He’s not my brother,” She rushed out quickly, hoping she didn’t sound rude as she spoke again, “So it doesn’t have anything to do with Billy?” Kim looked for his confirmation. She squeezed her fingers together, not liking how rejected she felt at the moment. She couldn’t figure out why Steve wasn’t interested in her then.

“Sorry, Max calls him that so I figured you would too," She wanted to respond that Max wasn’t doing the things that she and Billy were doing together but she kept quiet. She didn’t need to scar the boy, “No, I mean I do believe that he would do that. He doesn’t scare me though,” Steve took a deep breath before glancing at her, “I have a friend who likes you. I’ve got to stick to the bro code.” She felt her eyebrows furrowing together as she turned to look at the brunette boy.

“A friend who likes me?” She asked again. She was naive, but she wasn’t dumb. That sounded like a straight up lie to her. She was embarrassed. She had tried to kiss him, and he didn’t even have a valid reason as to why he wasn’t interested in her.

“Yeah, I can’t really say much about it because,” Steve glanced up at her again with his warm brown eyes. She hoped she didn’t look as upset as she felt, “They’re just not ready yet. You know? I’m really sorry about how tonight went.” She shrugged her shoulders, feeling a tightness in her lungs. She wanted to cry again.

“I had fun, thank you.” They both turned as the doors opened and people began to pour out from the exit doors. She sighed, waiting for Billy to come. She wondered if she pissed him off enough that he would make her walk home. She rested her chin on her hands as she waited, hating how this night had turned out.

“I can give you a ride home if you want?” Steve began to offer, looking a bit uncomfortable as he spoke. She wondered if he was worried, she’d try to kiss him again. She wanted to tell him that he didn’t have to worry about that. She had learned her lesson.

“She’s got a ride,” She heard Billy’s lighter opening before she heard him speak. She moved into her hands, actually preferring to be with him rather than sit through an awkward car ride with Steve. She was kicking herself. She couldn’t believe she had tried to kiss him, that she had read everything wrong, “You can leave.” Kim stood, smiling kindly at the brown eyed boy as he turned to her unsure.

“I’m fine. We live in the same place, it’ll be easier.” She shrugged it off even though she really wanted to curl up in a hole and die. She thought about just walking home but she knew Billy would make a big deal about that. Not that she particularly wanted to. She feared she wouldn’t be able to run very far in the heels that she was wearing.

“Alright, cool,” Steve pushed his hair back awkwardly, “Have a good night. I had fun.” He smiled at Kim, and she forced one back, feeling Billy nudge her to move forward. She glared at him but he simply blew smoke out towards her. She could tell he was irritated that Steve was around her, but she didn’t care. Even if it meant she had to walk home. She wasn’t going to apologize for speaking with him.

“Same.” She responded, ignoring the way Tina snorted. Kim thought that she should be the one to walk home but kept quiet as she walked towards Billy’s parked car. She was unsurprised to find it in the very back, away from everyone else. She felt her nose curling up.

“What are you doing?” Tina pushed right up against Kim, leaning against the car door so it shut. Kim felt her eyebrows raise widely as she tried to open it again. The shorter girl glared at her. She seemed to be less intimidated by Kim than she was the other night at Lover’s Lake.

“Trying to get inside?” She glanced towards Billy, but he had already clambered inside and had the engine roaring to life as he started it. Tina stared at her, her hand going to the door handle that Kim had a hold of. She waited for her to move her hand, but it never happened.

“Okay, you can sit in the back. I’m the one on a date with your brother.” Tina snapped back, looking up at her with such a harsh expression Kim hadn’t seen before. She quickly let go of the handle, dropping the urge to argue that the passenger seat was hers. That’s where she always sat. She realized how immature it sounded as she crawled into the back, biting back her tears. It had been a shitty, terrible night.

“I didn’t even think you liked-” Billy glanced at where Tina was sitting next to him, a confused expression written across his face as he blew smoke out. He turned his head, looking over his shoulder like he couldn’t believe she had climbed in the back. She crossed her arms, turning away from him and ignoring him like he had ignored Tina’s rudeness, “Let’s get you home.” Billy exhaled again, his music beginning to blare as he drove off. Kim hoped it would be quick. She could feel her bottom lip beginning to quiver from all of the emotions that were swimming around in her chest.

Tina kept talking about mundane things and Kim did her best to block her voice out. Billy simply grunted as a response or nodded in agreement. She glanced at him, looking at how bored he looked through the rear-view mirror. His blue eyes looked at the same time, meeting her sorrowful ones. She turned again quickly, hugging her arms around her chest as she sank into her own pity. She was acting childish, but she didn’t care. Today had royally sucked.

“Do you want to come in?” Tina asked, turning to face Billy. Kim watched as the other girl's hand cupped his bicep and squeezed. Billy’s eyebrow raised high on his forehead as he glanced down at her hand. He almost looked uncomfortable.

“Gotta take her home,” He used Kim as an excuse as he nodded towards the backseat. She felt herself beginning to fume again, not wanting to ruin his precious fun, “Maybe some other time.” She was sure that would fall on a time that she wanted to do something with him as well.

“Oh, it’s fine. The house isn’t far from here,” They both looked back at her much to her discomfort. She was sure she looked like she was seconds away from having a breakdown. Maybe that’s why a grin formed on Tina’s face, “I can walk.” She shrugged, pretending she wasn’t bothered by the way Billy’s eyes narrowed at her. She thought about sticking her tongue out to add more fire to the situation.

“See, she’ll be fine. I’m sure she could call here when she got home.” Tina sounded so hopeful that it made Kim sick. She wondered if this was how Steve thought of her. Reeking of desperation and desire. It made her heart hurt all over again.

“Fuck no,” Billy’s eyebrows furrowed as he laughed, tossing his cigarette out the window, “No fucking way are you walking home. Besides, I have other things to do.” He sounded so harsh and cruel that Kim almost felt bad for the other girl. Almost. She was still mad at her. Tina pulled her hand away slowly, looking as if she had been struck.

“Alright then,” Kim watched as the other girl tried to regain her flirty stance, “I’ll see you around.” Tina pressed her lips against Billy’s cheek quickly, smiling kindly as she stepped out of the car. Kim thought about flipping her off for good measure but ultimately deciding against it. Billy pulled his cheek away, looking surprised by the other girl's action. Kim was far too upset to even care about them. She wanted to go home and have a good cry in her room.

“I can walk, you know, I’m not a child.” Kim responded as Billy pulled out of Tina’s driveway. It would take less than five minutes for him to get them to the house while driving. He had turned his music down this time, like he actually wanted to talk to her. She wondered if he would call her a brat again. She thought about kicking the back of his seat but ultimately decided against it. Billy shook his head, looking irritated as he spoke.

“Yeah, well you’re acting like one. What’s your deal anyways?” Billy asked the question, unknowing the can of worms that he had opened. Kim opened her mouth to snap back but was cut off by her tears rushing forward. She sobbed, covering her mouth and trying to relax herself. He glanced back at her in confusion and worry, “Are you crying?” He asked her, sounding concerned as he pulled into their street. So many things had gone wrong tonight that she was so overwhelmed. She didn’t want to be in this dumb car anymore with him.

“Steve wouldn’t kiss me, because he hates me and it’s all your fault!” She laid across his back seats dramatically, trying not to think about Tina being sprawled out here before. It only made her cry harder as she thought about it. She was an emotional wreck at the moment. So many things had gone wrong and had just been bubbling inside of her. She couldn’t help but cry. It was all his fault. All of it.

“What did I do?” Billy held onto the passenger seat as he turned to look back at her. She wanted to throw her shoe at his dumb face. She couldn’t believe how oblivious he was to all of this, “You tried to kiss Steve?” She ignored his second question, irritated how he seemed more bothered with that fact than what she was feeling right now. She didn’t want to talk about Steve, she wanted to talk about her and Billy. She didn’t care if he didn’t like to talk about feelings, he was going to listen to her.

“Oh, I don’t know,” She sat up on her elbows, looking at him seriously, “You just tell me I have no friends, and I’m dumb because I have feelings. Not to mention you had sex with a girl I don’t like and forced me to sit next to you guys while knowing that. You were mean to me,” She wailed, sounding like a child who had just been told they were going into time out, “And you let her sit in my seat! That’s my seat!” Billy’s eyes watched her for a second before he turned. She felt herself growing more upset as she leaned forward to finish giving him a piece of her mind. She was surprised to find his eyes closed, his lips muttering out numbers. She settled back in her seat for a second, not wanting to face his wrath but still wanting to get her point across.

“First of all, we didn’t even-,” He sighed and started over again, “I’m sorry I acted like that. I just didn’t want Tina getting suspicious. She kept badgering me for dates and then brought you up, saying you were really hostile at the party. It just freaked me out and I took it out on you. I’m sorry.” He turned to look back at her again and she searched for any indication that he was still angry.

“Are you really sorry or are you just saying that?” She sniffled, wiping under her bottom eyelids and hoping she didn’t smear any of her mascara. Billy huffed, pulling the keys out of ignition and she thought he was going to leave her alone in the car. She was surprised when he crawled over the middle console, squeezing his thick body between the seats, “Ouch, that’s my leg.” Kim complained as he toppled back next to her. He winced, rubbing the top of his head from hitting it on top of the roof of his car. She tried to shift away from him, crossing her arms stubbornly as she looked out at their dark house. He traced his warm fingers down her pale skin softly before gripping her hand. He nudged her arm towards him, chuckling.

“I’m trying to talk to you,” He was grinning when he finally captured her attention. She could feel the pout on her face as he cupped her soft cheeks. She could feel the tears threatening to spill again as he rubbed his warm thumb across her wet cheeks, “I’m sorry. What I said was shitty and I shouldn’t have done it. You’ve been so kind and patient with me. I don’t deserve that. I understand if you don’t want to keep the relationship that we had but if you do I’ll better myself. No more outside dates.” Kim felt her eyebrows raise straight to her hairline as her mouth opened.

“No more dates?” She questioned, repeating his words back towards him. He grumbled, his blue eyes reflecting off of the moonlight. It sounded so monogamous. She wasn’t sure if he’d actually be able to do that.

“Don’t act so surprised. No, I won’t see anyone outside of you. I don’t want to-,” He paused for a moment, seemingly holding onto something for a moment. She tilted her cheek into his hands, feeling herself slide against him, “If Steve won’t kiss you then he’s a fucking idiot. Don’t let dumb guys like us make you feel like you’re worthless. You’re so much better than that. I wish you could see it.” Kim stared at him for a moment, her hazel eyes glazing over again as her heart started to beat again.

“You had sex with Tina.” She spit back, unable to hold herself from saying it. He chuckled, squishing her cheeks together gently as he admired the jealousy on her face. She wanted to hide away.

“No, she tried,” He admitted, looking at her through thick eyelashes, “I uh couldn’t perform.” She stared at him for a moment, watching the pink that began to tint over his face. She didn’t understand. They had never had an issue before. She didn’t think she had ever heard of him having an issue before.

“Is it broken?” She asked him, unsure of her words. She really didn’t know too much to understand how that could’ve happened. He bit his bottom lip.

“Not necessarily. I just kept thinking about how you left. You and your eyes. That’s why we came into the movie so late. I had to think of something.” He chuckled, laughing away his own embarrassment as she pondered on his words. She thought about trying to find out why he thought her eyes were so sad but she couldn’t bring herself to do it at the moment. He pulled her closer, pressing her thighs up against his knees.

“I don’t want to stop this,” Kim admitted slowly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear as she grew a bit nervous while she spoke, “I like learning from you.” It took her a second to phrase her sentence. She didn’t want to tell him that she enjoyed being in his company in case he freaked out about her having feelings again. He squeezed her face softly, leaning down to press his lips against the corner of her mouth.

“I like being around you too,” He admitted after a second. His gaze never broke from hers as if he was memorizing every detail on her face, “You make me feel better about myself.” She glanced up at him again, wondering what he meant by that. He never let her ask it as he bent down and kissed her. It still surprised her with how gentle he could be with her. His lips felt slightly chapped as they moved slowly against hers as he savored each gentle peck. His hands traced down her arms softly, drawing goosebumps as she sighed sweetly.

“Do you want to go to my room?” He asked when they pulled away. His face was still close to hers as he spoke and she resisted the urge to lean forward and press their mouths together again. She nodded slowly, giggling as he reached around her and pushed the door open.

“We need to go around front,” Kim wasn’t sure why she was whispering. They were outside and she could tell by how all of the lights were off that nobody else was awake. Billy nodded, taking her hand in his as he raced up the hill. A squeal left her mouth as she followed him up, trying not to trip on her heels. She could feel her hand burning from where they were touching, “Billy!” She giggled as he pulled her alongside the house. They passed by their rooms and she was thankful that he wasn’t suggesting that they crawl inside.

“You’re slow,” He teased, still holding her hand as he unlocked the front door. She was afraid to let go, unsure if she would ever get a chance to hold his hand like this again. Her heart was thumping hard in her chest and she wasn’t sure if it was from running up the hill or from the grip that he had on her hand, “Ladies first.” He smiled gently, allowing her to walk a few steps ahead before he was following her. It was almost too dark for Kim to be able to see where she was going.

They stumbled inside, despite being completely sober. He laughed too loudly in the dark room and she quickly placed a finger over her mouth to silence him. She stumbled out of her shoes, the heels knocking against the hardwood floors too loudly, making her wince. He kicked his shoes off carelessly, sliding around easily in his socks. Their hands were still connected as she began to make way to his room. He yanked her back playfully, sending her knocking into his chest. She looked up at him with wide eyes, a grin sprawled on her face as he backed her into the wall. She landed with a soft thud, feeling herself beginning to laugh.

She was giggling, trapped between him and the wall as he held her face gently between his hands and brought her lips towards his again. He kissed her urgently and with motivation. She could taste the buttery popcorn and cigarette smoke lingering on his tongue as he pried her lips apart. A moan left her lips as his thigh slid between her legs. She couldn’t help herself, too clouded in lust to car as she rutted against his clothed thigh. He groaned softly, his left hand moving to squeeze her soft thigh.

He pulled her closer towards him, his tongue licking inside of her mouth rapidly as both hands went to cup her butt. She pulled the hem of her dress up, making it easier for her wet pussy to slide against his rough jeans. There wasn’t much material on her panties and she was really grateful for Addi at the moment. She’d had to buy her lunch later.

“Fuck,” Billy panted against the side of her neck. She thought how funny it was that his room was so close yet he was grinding his hard bulge against her like they had nowhere else to go, “You’re so wet for my cock, aren’t you?” He whispered into the crook of her neck, sparking fire as his breath tickled her. She nodded, wondering if he could feel her slick through his jeans.

“I thought you couldn’t get hard?” She breathed against his lips, looking up at him with her lip between her teeth. She grinned, watching how flushed he looked at the moment. He smacked her butt, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway. She wanted to rub it in Tina’s face. She had no problems turning on Billy.

The sudden creaking from the floors of their parents room drew them away. They turned to face each other, eyes wide as they mirrored horrified expressions. Billy took her hands again, racing towards his room and shutting the door quietly behind them. Kim covered her mouth, standing in the dark room as she tried not to laugh. She should be scared, instead all she could do was giggle. Billy kept his hand against the doorknob, his back facing her as he listened. She felt more rebellious. She lifted her dress over her head, pulling it off quickly. Her heart hammered softly in her chest as she waited for him to turn. She heard him click his lock into place.

“It must’ve just been your mom-,” He paused, doing a double take as he turned to face her, “Shit. Did you get that for me?” His tone was playful as he stepped forward, his hands finding her waist as his eyes traced over the curve of her body. She felt herself growing warm as she nodded unsure. She didn’t want him to think this was her way of growing attached again.

“Only because Steve didn’t seem interested.” She played it off, grinning as she watched the cocky grin fade from his face. She knew he wouldn’t be able to kick her out though. He was just as turned on as what she was. He needed her just as badly.

“He wouldn’t fuck you that good anyways.” His eyes were unmoving as he stepped forward, clutching her sides in his rough hands as he traced over her curves. She wanted to ask him how he knew that but kept quiet. She was tired of fighting with him. Plus, it was hard to focus with the way his hands were squeezing the soft flesh of her body. He dipped his face between the crook of her neck, kissing her skin softly as she felt her eyes slowly drifting shut as she got lost in his touch.

“I want you,” She responded breathlessly, pulling at his belt. He licked his bottom lip, looking at her deviously. He peppered a kiss up to her lips, leaving her for just a moment to remove his shirt over his head, “Do you want this off?” She asked, making her way towards his bed. She suddenly felt shy again.

“Fuck no,” Billy told her, pulling his belt from his jeans and discarding it throughout the room. She wasn’t exactly sure how this would work with her partially dressed but she accepted his answer. She crawled onto his soft bed and positioned herself by his pillows. She began to wonder if the picture of her would be underneath his pillow again, “I wanna fuck you in that.” He quickly undressed himself, joining her on the bed as he gently pushed her shoulders down until she was laying. She squealed softly, a smile forming on her face as she watched the blonde boy.

“You really like it then?” She asked him shyly, happy that at least this part of her day that she had planned out had worked. He pushed her knees up, dragging his lips across them slowly. A smile formed as he looked down at her.

“I fucking love it. You look so sexy,” He complimented, bending his head down low enough to press a kiss against her damp panties. She sighed out softly, raising her hands above her head as she felt a jolt of electricity travel between her legs, “Need you so bad.” He told her as he sat back up, pressing his hard cock against her clothed cunt.

“Billy,” She looked between her legs to see his glistening, thick red cock begging to be touched. An unholy sound left her lips as he ground his hips down slowly on her. She looked up at him while he groaned, his eyes fluttering closed and mouth opened, “Please, please. I want you so badly.” She pleaded with him. She felt as needy as how he looked at the moment.

“Okay, okay,” He said breathlessly, pulling the pink material to the side. She watched as he dipped his fingers between her folds before licking the slick off of his digits. She rolled her hips up towards him, moaning as he pushed the head of his cock against her entrance, “You’re so good for me.” He told her again as he rolled his hips forward, sliding his cock forward until he was fully sheathed inside of her. He paused for a moment, looking between their legs at the sight as he groaned. She gripped a hold of the sheets tightly, trying to keep herself from bucking her hips up against him.

“Oh god,” She stared up at him, mouth agape as he pulled out of her before snapping his hips forward harshly. Her body felt like it was tingling as he moved, each thrust sending a new jolt of electricity up her body. He bent over, licking the thin material over her hardened nipples. She moaned again, moving her hands so she could hold onto him, “I want you to fuck me.” She whimpered out, almost shyly as his eyes snapped over to hers. He grunted, lifting her legs over his waist as he positioned them again. She sighed in relief, enjoying the feeling of his cock moving inside of her.

“Such a needy whore tonight, aren’t you?” Billy’s words made her pussy clench around him, gaining another groan from the blonde boy. He held onto her waist, rubbing her skin slowly as he began to build up a rough rhythm. She was moaning in relief, in complete bliss over the way his cock was hitting against her bundle of nerves repeatedly. She nodded eagerly.

“Need your cock so bad,” She breathed out, “Did you miss your little sister?” His hips snapped into her harder, forcing her up higher in the bed as she cried out. She moved her hands, holding onto his forearms for support as he drilled into her. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room and she knew they were being entirely too loud. She couldn’t find herself able to care at the moment. She needed this. She needed him.

“Couldn’t stop thinking of your pretty little cunt,” He breathed out harshly, grunting between his words as his fingertips dug into her soft skin, “You fit around my cock so perfectly. Like you were made to be fucked by me. Just me.” His breathing was rough and unsteady as he forced the words out. A trail of saliva landed from his mouth onto her navel but she didn’t mind.

“Oh my god, Billy,” She rolled her hips up to meet his thrusts, her cunt squeezing his cock tightly as her orgasm came to her without notice. Her fingernails dug into his forearm as she furrowed her eyebrows, “Oh god.” She repeated, not able to force anything else out as the moans overflowed from her tongue He continued to drill into her, rolling his hips deeply and in awe.

“So fucking tight,” He hissed out, looking down between them again. She looked down lazily, feeling her toes curling again as he rocked her through her orgasm. She looked at how wet his cock was from her come and felt the familiar warmth growing inside of her again, “You can take another one. You gotta come for me again, okay?” He sounded desperate and she nodded her head, unsure if her body would actually be able to handle it. Then again, she whined like a child when he quickly stopped his movements and pushed one of her legs over to make her lay on her side. He slid up behind her, his chest pressed against her back as he started to move his hips fast again.

“You’re so big,” She moaned out in awe, enjoying the way he’d pull his cock out slowly so she felt every inch of him. He went far enough until all that was left was his tip before he’d slam into her harshly. He pressed his large hand over her navel, admiring the bulge that formed on her lower navel from his dick, “Mhkay..” She felt herself drooling onto his pillow as his lips traced over her shoulder. She yelped when he pulled the band of her bra back hard and snapped it against her skin.

“Poor little cry baby is so getting fucked dumb on my cock,” He tsked as he nudged her leg up high over her waist. He gripped onto her navel, holding her in place as he spread her wide and fucked into her harder, “You like that don’t you? You like being fucked like the dirty whore that you are.” He spit on the corner of her lips and she let it slide into her parted mouth before flicking her tongue out and licking the rest of it away.

“Billy,” She whimpered looking over her shoulder, admiring how concentrated he looked at the moment. She had never seen him look so reckless before. His mouth was opening wide, his groans mixing loudly with her moans as he furrowed his eyebrows together, “Like it so much.” He used his other arm to wrap under her thigh and push her leg up towards her chest. Her knee dangled awkwardly in the air and moved each time he thrusted into her. She thought that she could stay like this forever, with his cock filling her wet hole.

He caught her looking as a sound left his mouth that rang around in her ears and traveled straight towards her wet cunt as he continued to ram his dick into her. She watched his ears turn red before he bent forward and kissed her sloppily. It was all tongue and teeth as his slippery lips rubbed against her own. He licked at her own tongue slowly, drawing out a low moan from her as he hit her bundle of nerves again. She could feel her toes beginning to curl again as he drove her closer to the edge.

“So fucking pretty,” He told her when he pulled away. He cupped her chin before placing another chaste, rough kiss to her lips. She wondered if hers would be chapped by the end of the night. She wasn’t sure how her body could get any hotter but it did, “So pretty and all mine.”

“Gonna come,” Her cheek was still turned so she could watch him. He caught her quickly, smirking and she knew he was trying to hide the pleasure he was feeling at the moment. She wondered if he’d think that she would think of him as weak, “Fuck!” She rolled her hips up desperately again, her legs shaking down to her feet as she felt her eyes roll back in her head. Her mind felt fuzzy and she swore she saw white light as she creamed around his cock.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” He praised as he continued his rough movements. She felt as if she was on a cloud that was floating away before he pulled her back to him, dragging his cock into her deeply again. She felt her leg snapping back down, trying to hide herself away from how sensitive her pussy felt, “No, come on. One more time, okay? Fuck, I’m almost there. Please?” Billy sounded desperate as he rolled her back over, moving her like she was a rag doll. It seemed easy enough, her whole body felt limp as he rolled her onto her back again. She was so close to the headboard, her head slightly hitting it each time he pushed into her.

“Billy it’s too-,” Her thighs were shaking and she was struggling to find the words. She wanted more of him but at the same time her clit was aching so badly. It wasn’t painful but she didn’t know how else to describe it as the feeling overwhelmed her, “Good! Too good.” She cried out as his movements became more rapid. She was clinging for anything she could hold onto as the feeling quickly grew inside of her. He was sliding in easily from how wet she was around his cock. The sounds of them echoing filthily through his quiet room.

“I know,” His blonde curls were stuck to his forehead as sweat broke down over his face. Her legs were around his hips tightly as she pushed him in deeper. He was hitting her bundle of nerves repeatedly and she thought that if she were to die that this would be the best way to go, “But you’re doing so good for me. Fuck, fuck you’re so wet and tight.” She could tell he was losing his demeanor as he leaned in closer to her.

“Oh my god.” Her voice was quiet and high pitched as she spoke. Everything felt too warm and too good. Her boobs were moving as he pounded into her, her hardened buds rubbing against her lacey material just enough to give her another sense of pleasure. Billy connected their lips again but she wasn’t sure if she could even count it as a kiss. She was in so much pleasure that she wasn’t able to kiss him back. He sucked and licked on her lips, her tongue, anything that his mouth could reach before he pulled away with a loud groan.

“Look at me,” He pleaded as he linked his fingers with hers. She was aware enough to feel the burn from his touch and she gasped when he held their hands far over her head.. She turned to face him, squeezing her hands with his as she felt herself toppling over the edge, “Got you, baby. S’okay, s’okay.” He talked her through it, her hips moving widely as she came undone beneath him. He quickly kissed her, silencing the loud cry that left her lips. She hadn’t even meant to be that loud but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help the way that he made her feel. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as she trembled around him. Her lungs felt like they were going to burst when he finally pulled away.

“Almost there,” He breathed out as his sweaty cheek pressed against her own. Her thighs were shaking as he continued to hold her in pace, his cock dragging into her slower as he neared his release, “I’ll pull out in a second, almost there.” He repeated, sounding filthy and desperate as he chased his high. Kim found herself turning to him in desperation.

“No, please come inside of me,” She pleaded, watching the way his eyebrows furrowed, “Please come inside my pussy. I need to feel it so badly.” She begged the older boy. He grunted loudly as his hips snapped forward once, then twice before he stilled his movements.

“Fuck, fuck,” He was pressed so far into her that she was almost certain he would get stuck inside of her. He squeezed her hands tightly, almost feeling her hands going numb from how tightly he was holding onto her, “Holy fuck.” He cursed, pulling his hips back slightly before pushing into her again, one last time.

“Billy,” She whined out, leaning her head up as she stared at his features. He looked so pretty after he came. She liked tracing over his pleased face, wanting to remember what he looked like, “Oh god.” She was breathing hard as he laid on top of her, his blonde curls tickling the side of her face. She could feel his come filling her, the sloppy feeling growing between her legs as some of him slipped out of her hole. It turned her on so much, thinking of their mixture between her legs.

“Good?” He was out of breath when he faced her again, his nose nudging against her soft face. Their chests were moving in unison as she tried to will her body to relax. She nodded quickly, wrinkling her nose at the sensation of his mustache against her cheek. Their hands were still tangled together over her head and he slowly drug his hands away. She missed the sensation of being wrapped up in him.

“Fine, really good.” She breathed out as she felt her heart beat in the side of her neck. She wasn’t sure if she had come that hard before. Her clit was still vibrating as she rested. Billy chuckled, adjusting the pillow under her head as she rested. She felt like she was in a daze.

“Just stay here for a minute,” She nodded wordlessly, still feeling in her own little trance as her body slowly lifted her back down to the ground. Her arms and legs felt weak, like she’d be unable to use them again for a long time. She closed her eyes, feeling the urge to fall asleep even though she was still in her lingerie and soaked in cum, “I think Max will be complaining about the happy screams again.” Billy teased. She snapped her tired eyes open, unexpecting him to reappear so suddenly. She smiled nervously, taking the makeup wipes from him as he pushed her legs apart. She wondered if she looked messy because he stopped his movements and cleaned her face up for her.

“I’m tired.” She mumbled, uncaring about what he said as all she could think about was how nice and warm his bed felt. He chuckled, pushing her panties aside and making her wince as he cleaned her up. It was a good ache but it left her tired and exhausted all the same. He really did a great deal on her tonight.

“I know, I think you’ll be more comfortable if you change though,” Billy spoke gently as he pushed her underwear back into place. The thought of having to stand on her wobbly feet left her exhausted. She looked at him through tired eyes, the urge to sleep pulling at her. He shifted her softly as he began to unstrap her garter belt, “Did I fuck you that good?” He teased softly.

“It’s past my bedtime,” She reasoned, smiling softly as she tried to sit up. He placed a soft hand on her shoulder to lay her back down. She didn’t resist, “That movie was really weird.” He looked at her curiously, pulling her stockings and garter belt off. She thought he looked nice holding the pink material in his large hands.

“Hold on,” Billy reached around her, unsnapping her bra with ease. She tried not to think about how it was because he had been with so many girls, “You don’t want to sleep in this. I thought it was really good actually.” He smiled gently at her and she thought that it was too soft to be a Billy smile. She raised her hands over her head when he pushed one of his white undershirts over her head. Despite being similar in height it still hung down to her thighs. She shifted her hips to help him pull her panties down her legs. She wasn’t surprised that he enjoyed the movie. It seemed to be something that he would like considering she wanted to see it for him.

“How does this work?” She sighed, as she rolled to her side and rested her cheek on his pillow. It smelt just like him, “I mean if we’re not going to see other people but we don’t have feelings for eachother, what does that make us?” She smiled sleepily, inhaling his scent as she thought about closing her eyes and just resting for a minute. It wouldn’t hurt just to rest for a few minutes, she wouldn’t fall asleep.

Billy shifted his covers up over her shoulders, his voice sounding further away as he spoke, “There doesn’t always need to be a label, we’re just with each other.” She thought about worrying about what that meant and why his emotions had shifted so easily. He was so hard to read sometimes. She nodded as her head rolled back onto his shoulder like it had the other night. He was mumbling something but she was too tired to hear it, her eyes already closed and drifting into a deep sleep.

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Did I imagine a 4Town music video where they sing the song Disturbia (by Rihanna) and they all are a type of monster made by the amazing @wondero28 …… Yes I did🙃

Basically the whole music video started off with them in some spooky ass woods trying to find this old abandoned mansion thanks to T because it was totally his idea

Once they find the house and enter they look around and everybody gets taken one by one

The music finally starts and the scene starts off with Tae as zombie ( he really is suppose to be a reaper but I imagined this cool scene so I changed it a little)

So basically we end up at a graveyard

and in the bottom right corner of the screen you see Taeyoung‘s name written in blood. Their name written in blood is how everyones scene starts off to let you know that this is the next person story

The camera zooms in on one grave and you see a hand pop out of the dirt and Tae starts crawling out of the grave!

(If the lyrics are white, that means everyone is singing)

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (what's wrong with me?)

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (why do I feel like this?)

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (I'm going crazy now)

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum

Tae finally starts limping walking around the woods to look for the house to find his friends

No more gas in the rig

Can't even get it started

Nothing heard, nothing said

Can't even speak about it

Out my life, out my head

Don't want to think about it

Feels like I'm going insane, yeah

During the lyric “out my life, out my head” Tae fixes the angle of his head because it was very crooked

He finds the mansion during the lyric “don’t want to think about it” and he looks up at the house while singing “feels like I’m going insane, yeah”

Now it’s Robaire’s turn! The camera zooms in on a Stonewall with his name written in blood on the corner of the screen (he basically was in the basement)

The wall slides open and there’s mummy Robaire stepping out of the wall while singing

It's a thief in the night to come and grab you (uh-huh)

It can creep up inside you and consume you (uh-huh)

A disease of the mind, it can control you (uh-huh)

It's too close for comfort, ohh

The lyric “it can creep up inside you and consume you” Is where he lifts up his wraps and flashes his abs (just like the great creator of the monsters said) and his eyes also flashed this bright but menacing green to collect prey

Once the chorus comes everyone is singing

Tae and Robaire is giving face while also tormenting people, the other 3 have scenes running and trying to figure out what the fuck is happening (they are not together yet btw)

There’s a part during the chorus where Taes head turns all the way around

Put on your break lights

We're in the city of wonder

Ain't gonna play nice

Watch out, you might just go under

Better think twice

Your train of thought will be altered

So if you must falter be wise

Your mind's in disturbia

It's like the darkness is the light

Disturbia

Am I scaring you tonight?

Your mind is in disturbia

Ain't used to what you like

Disturbia

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum

During the last bum-bum part, the scene switches to a throne type seat but the back of the chair is the only thing shown plus a leg that hangs off the armrest with Aaron Zs name in the corner

As he start singing the camera finally shows Medusa Z as it comes around to the front of the chair

What once were his locs now slowly rises since they are now snakes as he is bobbing a chalice around with his hand

Faded pictures on the wall

It's like they talkin' to me

Disconnectin' all calls

Your phone don't even ring

I gotta get out

Or figure this shh out

It's too close for comfort, oh-ohh

He stands up roughly during the “I gotta get out or figure this shit out” and you’ll see that he is wearing a long gold like expensive coat with no shirt under so his abs are on full display

And as he sees movement in the corner of his eye, he faces it and what once was rat is now stone once it was met with the golden glow of Z’s eyes

And during the “oh-ohh” he sticks his tongue out which is edited to look like a snake tongue 👀

The camera pans to Jesse singing and looking in the mirror with his name in the corner of the screen and he watches in horror as his reflection fades with a memory of his new found red eyes and sharp teeth stamped into his head

It's a thief in the night to come and grab you (uh-huh)

It can creep up inside you and consume you (uh-huh)

A disease of the mind, it can control you (uh-huh)

I feel like a monster, ohh

During the lyric “a disease of the mind, it can control you” he takes a female actors head pulls it to the side and ‘bites into her neck’

While singing the “I feel like a monster” lyric you can kind of see regret for what he did to the girl in his face as he is panting and huffing his shoulders with each word in the lyric “I *breathes* FEEL *breathes* LIKE *breathes* A MONSTER”

And for the “Ohh” he leans back a little and kind of screams it with his bloody mouth and sharp vampire fangs on display

The chorus comes again and everyone is singing giving face while being scary throughout the house and T is still running trying to find a way out

Put on your break lights

We're in the city of wonder (city of lights)

Ain't gonna play nice

Watch out (ohh), you might just go under

Better think twice (think twice)

Your train of thought will be altered

So if you must falter be wise (be wise)

Your mind's in disturbia

It's like the darkness is the light

Disturbia

Am I scaring you (oh) tonight?

Your mind's in disturbia (oh)

Ain't used to what you like

Disturbia (what you like)

Disturbia

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (ba-da-da-da-dee-da)

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (disturbia)

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (oh, oh)

The Camera pans to T roughly almost falling out of a door that he opened that lead to the woods outside

As he sings his parts after the bum-bum-be-dum parts he is constantly twisting and turning looking at his surroundings in the dark woods

During his “oh, oh” part he falls to his knees once his gets to the top of a cliff looking at the nails on his fingers turn into claws and starts to sing

Release me from this curse I'm in

Trying to maintain but I'm struggling

If you can't go

I think I'm going to oh, oh, oh, oh-ohh

While singing “release me from this curse I’m in”that is when he’s looking at his finger nails which turns into claws

During the lyric “trying to maintain but I’m struggling” He is basically twitching since his body is forming into a werewolf and his eyes are flashing a bright yellow

He kind of has like two tears going down his face as he’s trying to make it look like it hurts because his bones are forming in a non-human way while he sings “if you can’t go”

During the lyric “I think I’m going to oh, oh, oh, oh-ohh” he starts to get in a sitting wolf position at the top of the cliff and uses the “Ohs” as a way to be howling at the big full moon that’s right in front of him

As the chorus comes back on, everyone is in the same place and that’s when a whole Choreo breaks out in their monster form

Put on your break lights

We're in the city of wonder (woo)

Ain't gonna play nice

Watch out, you might just go under

Better think twice

Your train of thought will be altered

So if you must falter be wise

Your mind's in disturbia

It's like the darkness is the light

Disturbia

Am I scaring you tonight?

Your mind's in disturbia

Ain't (distubria) used to what you like

Disturbia

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (ba-da-da-da-dee-da)

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum

Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum (ohh-ohh)

While Z is doing the last run on the “ohh-ohh” part The whole group posed up together some sitting and some standing up, Tae is one of the ones sitting with his zombie head in his hands, and Jesse is attractively swinging on the chandelier above them with one hand hanging down and the camera slowly backs away

Once Z’s riff is finished the screen turns black with the word ‘DISTURBIA’ written in blood.

After the word Disturbia oozes down the screen, the screen cuts to the human version of the boys busting out the old mansion together breathing hard

Robaire: man that was crazy in there *he says while out of breath*

Jess: I know right I don’t even remember what happened *looks confused*

Z: yo me either… it’s all just a blur

Tae: *rubs his head* yeah my head is killing me

T: yeah that shit was so weird, I’m never having an idea like this again

Jesse: and if you do, we’re not listening

Z: true that

Robaire: agreed

Tae: mhmm

T: mannn whatever

As they walk away laughing together, their shadows follow them in the shape of their monsters

Not quite sure why I’ve been thinking about this but I hope y’all enjoy or even understand what the hell I just wrote😭 and please go look at @wondero28 post about monster*town it’s amazing

#4 town #4town aaron t #4town #4town robaire #4town headcanons #4town aaron z #4town jesse #4 town headcanons #4townie #4town taeyoung #4*town #4 townie #4town imagines #4town au #turning red 4town

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nyanryan · 3 years

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i dont think anyone else on this planet understands how fucking cool babies are

#i dont usually yell ab my baby obsession on here bc well. i am the only person on earth who loves kids this much #but i need you people to understand no matter how cool you are you will never be as cool as a one n a half year old. sorry #like 3 n under? kids have NO concept of hiding who they r AT ALL. AND I LOVE THAT SO MUCH #so authentic. they r JUST living. they will tell u a 20 minute story where NOTHING HAPPENS.#i watched little mermaid for the first time with my niece today (1 1/2) and when ariel came on screen she kept. grabbing her feet. going wtf #n u could tell in her little baby brain that she was going??? why ariel no feet??#and i think thats so so epic. so small and so smart. 1 year olds are so so smart if you learn to read them n communicate with them.#straight up love being homies with little kids i mean this for real. when i go to work? i rly do consider all those kids my friends #i love them SO MUCH they r so cool and epic. my coworkers think im insane #bc i will hang out n talk with the kids all day n have like full in depth convos with them. but i will not talk to my coworkers at all bc.#well. adults suck and are boring and their conversations are full of too many rules #if we r not talking ab our favorite flavours of fruit gummies then i do not care.#im going to bed now goodnight. i am insane. i love my job. i cant believe i get payed 17/h for this id do it FOR FREE....#ryambles

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bakuhoes-dumbass · 3 years

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ABERRATION BOYS BIRTHDAY SPECIAL!

A/N: Hello my nerds, today is my Birthday! So to celebrate my unfortunate birth, I'm doing a special scenario post for my Ab!Boys!

What do the boys from Aberration get you for your birthday?! (GN!Reader!)

These are NOT cannon to the storline.

Warnings: VERY DARK CONTENT. Yandere Headcannons ahead. Mentions of skinning, non-con cum-eating and video recording, stalking, murder, mutilation, manipulation, etc. If you are uncomfortable with these types of things, DO NOT READ. Proceed with caution, as I do not feel bad if you choose to do so while being warned.

MINORS DNI

~~~

Tokoyami

You're seated on the bed, staring at your simple but beautiful ankle bracelet Tokoyami bought for you. Smiling, you fiddle with the gems, entranced by the sparkle that reflects off them.

"Starlight?"

Your head snaps up to see your boyfriend sticking his head through the door way. A love-sick smile grows on your face. "Fumi, you're back!"

He chuckles before slipping through the door way and sits down on the bed, hands behind his back. "Do you remember what today is?" Your face scrunches up in thought before shaking your head. He sighs warmly at the cute look on your face. "Today's your birthday, my starlight. And I got you something."

Tokoyami moves his hands from behing him and your eyes light up upon seeing the book he hands you. "Fumi, thank you! It's beautiful." Your hand traces over the cover, following the lines of the ornate designs. "It looks so familiar..." you mumble.

Tokoyami swallows the lump in his throat. "It's one of a kind, love. Would you like me to read it to you?" He tries to steer the conversation away from your feeling of familiarity, not wantinf you to realize it's one of your old books from before he took you.

You nod excitedly and climb into his lap. His arms circle around you and hold you tight, as his thumb grazes over your anklet, eyes boring into the gems that track your every movement.

Kirishima-

"Happy Birthday to my Pebble~ Happy Birthday to my Pebble~"

You glare at the redhead smiling and dancing in front of you as you tug at your restraints. A low huff leaves your lips. "Can you stop? I don't want you celebrating my birthday."

Kirishima stops dancing and gives you a puppy-dog stare. "But why? It's the day my beautiful wife was born! It should be a day to rejoice!"

"Kirishima, I'm not your wife! I'm nor your girlfriend! I'm not anything to you!" You sit up in the bed you were restrained to, only able to move so far forward. "You drugged me, kidnapped me and are currently holding me against my will."

Kirishima watches with a mixture of sadness and anger at your defiant attitude. He hates it when you struggle. He doesn't understand why you're so reluctant to be here! With him! Your husband! That's when he remembers your gift.

"Oh! This is a perfect time to give you your birthday present!"

He drops to his knees and crawls under the bed. You hear rummeging underneath you and your terror spikes. You knew what he kept under the bed, so this couldn't be good. As he comes back up, he's holding a pair of black leather cuffs.

"Surprise! I got you new cuffs!" He climbes onto the bed and straddles you. "These are so cool because instead of being just normal cuffs, they have these two little metal rivets that will shock you whenever I want!"

Your eyes widen and your mouth opens to scream. Kirishima is quick, however. He grabs your face with his hand, hardening it so your scream is muffled. His face geta closer to yours, that sickening grin never leaving.

"Baby, you don't like it? Do you want something else? Don't worry! I have another gift in mind. How about a fresh, bloodied heart that was ripped out of the chest of that mean boss of yours?"

Hawks

"You see this right here?" Your cowroker holds her hand out, showing you and your fellow employees her brand new diamond ring. "He finally proposed! It was about time. It took him awhile to get an ACTUAL ring worthy of me, though. But it's so expensive and beautiful, EEP!"

Keigo watches as you roll your eyes for the thousandth time. He could tell you were getting annoyed, and I mean, who wouldn't? Your coworker has always been a complete bitch to everyone, a lot directed at you.

"Oof, it just sucks that Y/N can't seem to find someone. That's probably the only way they'll be able to look a little less," she looks you up and down. "Er, homeless."

Keigo watches from his perch as you flip her off snd walk away. His hands clench tightly into fists, desperately wanting to knock a bitch out. That's when it hit him. It was your birthday today! And now he knew just what he wanted to gift you.

~~~

"Bye guys, and thank you!"

You wave to your friends after they drop you off at home. They had taken you out for dinner for your birthday and you bad fun. Definitely something you needed after the crappy morning you had.

As you walk up to your door, you notice a small package waiting for you outside. You smile, wondering of it was your long distance partner sending you a birthday gift. You carefully open the package, but once you see the contents, a scream is ripped out of your throat and you stumble away from the box.

Inside, what a severed finger with an absolutely beautiful diamond ring still on it. You failed to notice a small blood-covered note flitter to the floor.

'Happy Birthday, babybird. I hope you like it.'

Tamaki

Tamaki stares at you from behind a tree. He's been following you for a few hours now, just basking in all your wonderful glory. He stares at you with nothing but pure love and adoration in his eyes, wishing he could actually get up the nerve to speak to you.

Finally you're off of work and headed home. He really hates seeing you talk to all those really pretty people. What if you were to get a partner?! That wasn't him?! He whimpers at the thought, hands clenching and unclenching.

"Y/N!"

The sound of your name snaps him out of his thoughts. He watches as your friend, whom he deemed not-a-threat yet, skip up to you.

"Are you doing anything for your birthday tomorrow?"

Tamaki's face turns pale. Your birthday! How could he forget the most important day of his life?! The day his precious bunny was born. You would be so disappointed in him. He reluctantly scrambles away from his hiding spot and runs home to get your gift.

~~~

"Oh?"

You stand in your doorway, a package sitting on your front steps. You tilt your head in curiosity and pick it up. Opening it up, you find the most adorable stuffed bunny you've ever seen. And a note.

"Y/N, Happy Birthday! I hope you like this bunny, I thought if you when I saw it. Love, your secret admirer."

You squeal slightly and hug the soft fluff, thinking this was from your flirty coworker. You bring it up to your room and sit it on your bed next to your other stuffies.

Tamaki stares at the screen on his phone, his face bright red at the hug you gave the stuffed bunny. It actually felt like you were hugging him! His happiness was through the roof. He knew you would love it!

But his attention now is back on you as he watches you slowly take your clothes off, one by one, to get ready for bed. His tongue practically falls out of his mouth, watching your bare back closely.

One day, he swears he won't have to watch through the camera.

Overhaul

Chronos watches you closely over the top of his book. You glare at him with tears in your eyes while huddled up in the furthest corner of your human sized cage. Hugging your knees tighter to your chest, you turn your gaze away with a sniffle.

"You know the boss wouldn't want you to cry on your birthday."

You roll your eyes and grip you legs tighter. "I doubt someone who keeps a human in a cage really cares about when they want to cry." You sigh. "Besides, he probably doesn't even give a shit if it's my birthday. I don't even give a shit, at this point."

"Of course I care."

The hair on your body stands up on end as the voice of your captor appears. Fear shoots through you upon seeing his masked face. In one hand he has a gift bag, the other stuffed in his pocket.

"Why wouldn't I care about my pet's birthday?"

He squats to unlock the cage and gestures you over with his finger. You swallow the lump in your throat and crawl out to him, knowing the consequences if you don't follow his rules. He sits down in his chair and pats the side of his thigh for you to kneel next to him.

He opens the gift bag and pulls out a dog collar. A part of you wanted to gag at the thought of being collard to this maniac. But another part of you couldn't help but think how absolutely gorgeous and expensive this collar looked.

"Oh, it's beautiful... Master." You wanted to slap yourself for calling him that, but you had no choice. The last thing you want is to be punished.

Kai hums with approval at your words before buckling the collar around your neck. He finsihes it off with a small padlock to the back, so no one can remove it except for him. A gloves finger grazes over your neck in admiration before looking over to Chronos.

"Prep them for a routone cleaning."

The calmed state you were in was once more replaced by terror. "No, please Master! I've been good, I promise! Please dont do this!" You scramble backwards, away from the two masked men. But Kai was quick and hooked his fingers under your collar, dragging yoi back to him.

"You know this is a must, pet. I need to make sure every inch of you is cleansed before I send any more time with you." He taps the side of your collar with his free hand. "And there is no use attempting to run away. This will forever track any movement you make from here on out."

Kai throws your body over to Chronos, who throws your struggling self over his shoulder.

"Oh, and Happy Birthday, my pet."

Shoto

"Darling~"

You stir in your bed, hearing your boyfriend's voice.

"Darling, wake up~"

Eyes open to see a blurry red and white haired man softly smiling down at you. You stretch your body out and yawn with a cute smile.

"Mmmm Sho, good morning~"

Shoto sighs softly, admiring your beautiful features. "Guess what day it is today. It's a very special day."

You tolt your head, trying to remember the exact date but you are the sure. It's been while since time actually mattered.

"It's your birthday, darling! Happy Birthday! I've got something fun planned for you~"

You sit up, your chains rattling against the bed frame. "You do? I'm so excited! What is it?"

Shoto holds up his black card. "We're going shopping. I'll be getting whatever your heart desires."

Your eyes widen. "Wait, does that mean I actually get to go out? Really?!"

Shoto's smile falters before returning to a softened look. Slight guilt flashes in his eyes. "Darling, you know I can't let you go outside. It's not safe. No, we're doing online shopping~" Shoto grabs his phone and crawls behind you, sitting you in his lap. "Here lets look through some sights and get you some cute stuff."

"I want my darling to have everything they want, so they don't want to leave~"

Dabi

"Mouse."

You stay huddled up in the corner of the room, knees to your chest, not even daring to look at him. Dabi frowns at your defiant behavior. He knows he took you without your permission, but that was so long ago. Shouldn't you have been broken in by now?

"Little Mouse."

You continue to rock back and fourth on the floor, chains clanking together. Dabi sighs, annoyance starting to eat at him. He walks over to you and grabs yoi by the throat, lifting you up.

"You are to respond when I'm speaking to you. Understand?" You let out a little squeak and quickly nod your head with widened eyes. He sits you down on the bed and gives you a lazy smile. "That's better. Now, I have something for you."

He opens the closet door to bring out a box. He places it in front of you. "Happy Birthday, my little mouse."

"Oh, yeah. That's today." You mumble quietly. Kmowing Dabi, this gift was going to have some sort of catch but curiosity got the better of you. But curiosity turned into regret immediately as you throw the lid and scream.

Inside the box were a pair of boots. But they weren't jusf any pair of boots, they were handmade. It was human skin staples together, making them look just like Dabi himself.

"What, does my little mouse not like them?" He smirks before climbing on the bed. He grabs your legs and pulls you down towards him with a manic look on his face.

"That's fine. How about I burn my name into you instead?"

Bakugo

"KATSUKI!"

You jolt up in bed, suddenly awakened by a nightmare. Looking next to you, you see your boyfriend's side of the bed empty. A whimper escapes your lips as yoi trt to calm your racing heart.

"Angel?!" The door to the bedroom slams open, Bakugo's quirk popping in his hands and waiting to attack whomever touched his precious angel. He looks around frantically but notices nothing except your heavy breathing and sweat covered body. "Are you alright? What happened?"

You motion towards him with a sniffle and grabby hands. "I had a dream that you locked me back up in the basement again for days, without you." He comes sits next to you on the bed and pushes the hair out of your sweat covered face. "It was dark and silent and terrifying. Please don't do that again! I would miss you! I've been good, I promise!"

Bakugo sighs and pulls you into a hug. "I know, Angel. You've been doing so well, I'm so proud of you." He plants a kiss on your head as you relax into his arms. "I have a surprise for you actually. Stay right here."

You nod your head, watching him leave the room for a moment, your ankle tugging on the chain that attached you to the bed. I mean, it's not like you would get very far. Bakugo comes back in with a plate of cake and a candle.

"Happy Birthday, my beautiful angel."

Your eyes light up as he sets the piece of cake in front of you. You blow out the candle and take a bite, savoring the taste. "Kats, this is so good! The cake is so fluffy and the frosting is creamy and sweet. Thank you!"

Bakugo watches you with a lovesick grin on his face. He goes to adjust the tightness in his pants as he watches you devour his specially made cake without hesitation.

Denki

"Yeah, it's been super weird. I've been finding these little pieces of jewelry on my bed almost every night the past week."

You continue cleaning the counter as you explain to your cowroker the weird things that have been happening to you. She gives you a strange look.

"Are you sure you haven't misplaced your jewelry on your bed and just forgot?"

You turn your head to give her a dumbfounded look. "Uh, yeah. I think I would remember putting jewelry I've nevee seen before on my bed at the same time every night."

"Well, I don't know! It's just so weird. I don't have any other rational explanation." She suddenly gasps. "What if you have a stalker?!"

"Shh, don't say things like that." You hiss at her but a part of you is wondering if that might be true.

After your shift ends, you wave goodbye and begin your journey home. Unbeknownst to you, an energetic blonde watches as you walk home, excited for you to see your final birthday gift.

Once you step through the door of your house, something feels off. Having a weird feeling, you immediately but slowly make your way to your bedroom and turn on the lights. That's when you see a small but long white box placed on your bed, this time with a note. You carefully open the box to reveal a gorgeous necklace with a small black and yellow lightning bolt charm. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you reluctantly open up the note, hoping to finally uncover some answers.

"Happy Birthday, my dear. You can call me Kaminari. And soon, you will be all mine."

Midoriya

*Click*

You turn around upon hearing the closing of a camera shutter but see nothing. Thinking it's all in your head, you shrug and continue to walk to your parents for your birthday dinner.

"Shit, that was too close." Midoriya mumbles under his breath as he hides in a set of bushes just beyond your vision. He scrolls through his camera roll, looking through every single shot to make sure he's got what he needs.

"These aee perfect! Oh they're going to love it!" He checks to make sure you're long gone before he scrambles out of his hiding spot and runs home to make your gift.

~~~

You unlock the door to your house and step inside with a sigh. As much as you love your birthday and seeing your family, sometimes they can be a little much. Now it's time for you to sit back and relax. You change into your pajamas and turn on your comfort movie with a drink in hand, when suddenly your doorbell rings.

"Who the hell is here at 10 at night?"

You carefully peek through the peep hole in your door, not seeing anyone. Slowly, you open the door and look down to see a neatly wrapped gift. You know you probably shouldn't take a strange gift off of your doorstep, but curiosity gets the better of you.

Taking it back to your livingroom, you open it to reveal a scrapbook. Anxiety raises through your body as you open the first page. Eyes widen in horror the further you flip through, non-consentual pictures taken of you and your family litter the pages. Not only are there ones from being out in public, but private, intimate moments that no one should have seen. But the moment you found a lock of your hair glued to one of the pages was the moment you called the police.

Shinso

Shinso squats infront of you as you stare at him with dead eyes.

"Kitten, I have a surprise for you today."

You shake your head, mumbling. "I don't want it."

Shinso caresses your cheek with his hand before giving it a quick slap. You try ti3 jerk your head away but he grips your cheeks, squishing them together. "Stop being a brat, you don't even know what it is yet. Now, stand up."

You don't even get a chance to stand up yourself as Shinso hauls you up by your face. "I'm taking you out for your birthday."

Your eyea widen in fear and you shake your head. "N-No, please. I'd rather stay here. L-Let's do something together here. Please."

Shinso clicks his tongue. "Come now, kitten. I'm letting you go outside. We don't do this very often, it's a special treat. Is it not?"

You shake your head. "Please, no, everytime you take me out you-"

You go silent, mind fogged over and once again, under his control. There are moments when he mind-controls you to where you don't remember anything the morning after and those moments are awful. But when he feels like being extra cruel? He finally takes you outside, taking you out to eat, to see a movie, to go shopping. You're under his control the entire time but you remember everything. You are right there, fully aware of whats happening around you but can't do anything to ask for help, to save yourself. And it's terrifying

A tear rolls down your cheek as you follow him out the front door, his hand in yours. He smirks, knowing you could never leave him.

"Happy Birthday, Kitten."

#yandere mha #yandere my hero academia #aberration hcs #aberration #bakuhoes-dumbass

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reidsnose · 3 years

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completely and utterly, wholeheartedly and hopelessly (spencer reid x reader)

overview: spencer helps his best friend talk through her emotions

genre: angst? and fluff

warnings: mentions of cheating, bad coping mechanisms, idrk what else reader being upset for a little bit

a/n: this has been sitting in my notes app FOREVER but idk how i feel ab this one im usually strictly fluff so yall lmk :)

masterlist

you hated talking about your feelings. you knew it was unhealthy to keep it bottled and and 'deal with it on your own' but that didn't stop you from doing exactly that.

the worst part about your feelings right now was that you isolate to cope with them. you didn't want to interact with anyone at all because more likely than not you would lash out at them on accident. it just slips out sometimes.

when you trudged into the bullpen with your head down and your hands fidgeting with your zipper, you didn't even notice all eyes on you. you werent your usual happy self. you weren't being loud, you weren't cracking jokes. you were just begrudgingly existing amongst your favorite people and they knew there was something wrong.

"good morning gorgeous, its a paperwork day! that means no traveling!" garcia informed you brightly, trying to lighten my mood.

"oh. cool. thanks." you answered back, flashing her as much of a smile as you could muster after realizing the harshness of your words.

she shot morgan a look, to which he raised an eyebrow.

"hey pretty lady," he began as he walked over to you, "whats going on? did you drink some grumpy juice for breakfast?"

"no. im fine." you replied flatly, making your way to your desk.

"what in the world.." he whispered to garcia, not knowing you could still hear.

or maybe he did know. maybe he was trying to get on your nerves. no. this is the irritability talking. morgan was just being a good friend.

you groaned at your computer, retyping the same password for the 4th time.

this time Prentiss shot you a look.

"is everything ok?" she asked, smiling slightly.

"yeah my computer is being stupid." you rolled your eyes as it finally let you in.

"oh i know the feeling. if you need any help-"

"I'm alright. thanks." you cut her off, eyes glued to the file you were working on.

JJ, who had witnessed the whole interaction unfold, stood with her mouth agape.

"spence, your bestie needs you!" JJ tapped his shoulder and motioned to you.

he watched your jaw rhythmically clench and unclench. your tell. thats what you always did when you were irritated or angry.

"hey y/n," he hummed, sitting lightly on the corner of your desk, crinkling some of your paper work.

"Reid! my files!" you cried, swatting his thigh. he got up and murmured an apology.

"are you ok?" he asked simply, crouching down to meet your height as you sat in your chair.

"why does everyone keep asking me that!"

you knew why. you were being a bitch.

"you just called me Reid." he stated.

"its your name." you replied, not meeting his gaze.

"yeah but you always-" he began.

"I'm not in the mood right now."

he sighed, "if you need someone to talk to-"

"i don't need anyone to talk to because theres nothing to talk about!" you interrupted, causing him to furrow his eyebrows at the tone of my voice.

'i shouldn't be mean to him. why am i acting like this?' you thought to yourself

"ok, ill be over there if you need me," he threw his hands up in surrender.

you mumbled an ok and went back to distracting yourself with work. you were so invested in filing these cases you completely lost track of time and before you knew it, it was just you, Hotch, and Spencer left in the office. you vaguely remembered waving goodbye to your other coworkers but you didn't remember it being nearly 6pm.

"guys go home, you've done a lot today," Hotch said as he crossed the bullpen, making his way towards the glass doors.

"yeah i will i'm almost done," you answered, not looking up from my screen.

"good night, Hotch," Spencer called from the break room.

you stared at your screen, eyes burning. you did enough. you cant escape confronting your feelings much longer. you sighed as you began packing up.

as if on cue, Spencer walked out of the break room with two cups in his hands, steam rising from the both of them. your mood softened just a bit.

"here," he handed you your drink which he had filled with your favorite tea and sweetened just the way you like it.

"you didnt have to." you replied, setting down the warm cup as you finished packing up. he mirrored your movements, resting his satchel across his torso before picking his drink back up.

"i know." he answered simply, a gentle smiling resting on his lips before he took a sip of his own tea.

"im sorry for snapping at you earlier." you apologized, finally meeting his gaze. his eyes were soft and sweet and you felt a pang of guilt in your heart as they looked into your own.

"its ok. do you want to tell me why?" he asked, walking to the elevator with you.

"no. yes? i dont know. its stupid." you replied, looking down at the floor as you recounted your reason for my anger today.

"its not stupid." he spoke softly.

you scoffed lightly, "you dont even know what it is."

"so tell me."

"but its dumb!"

"y/n." he warned.

"my ex boyfriend, Ashton, is getting married to the girl he cheated on me with." you sighed, walking through the parking lot with Spencer.

"ah so Trashton put my favorite ray of sunshine in a bad mood." he joked, breath swirling around the cool air as he spoke

you let out a weary chuckle, "its not like i miss him or anything, i just wish i had someone! not him- i just- i want- ugh i don't know how to word this!" you grew frustrated, furrowing your eyebrows and balling your hands into fists.

you knew exactly how to word it.

you wanted Spencer.

"its ok, take all the time you need." he whispered, leaning on the hood of your car. you joined him, resting as you took a sip of your tea.

"why am i not good enough to be loved." you stated the question rather than asking it, eyes filling with tears.

"you are good enough and i promise you that you are loved more than you know." he affirmed gently, turning to face you.

"do you know why we broke up?" you asked, knowing if you acknowledged his previous comment you wouldn't be able to continue without sobbing.

"because he cheated on you." he answered confidently.

"no." you shook your head, fighting back tears.

"what? he didn't cheat on you?"

"he did. and i was going to forgive him for that."

Spencer started getting riled up, "what! why? you're worth more than that scumbag! you shouldn't ha-"

"Spencer just let me finish!" you cut him off. he went silent, chest rising and falling more rhythmically than it had seconds earlier. "he wanted me to chose. him or you."

"him or me?" he furrowed his eyebrows, voice much quieter now.

"mhm." you hummed not meeting his gaze, your cheeks redder than you'd like to admit.

"i don't understand." he breathed.

"he thought i was cheating on him with you. he had no proof and it w-"

"oh this is all my fault. y/n i'm so sorry!"

"no! spence its not your fault!" you grabbed his arm to reassure him.

"it is! your boyfriend broke up with you because of me! and now you're sad and lonely and its all my fault!" he cried, looking worriedly into your eyes.

"first of all, i broke it off with him, he just gave the ultimatum. secondly, you did me a favor."

"how?"

"by showing me who i was really dating. a cheating, insecure scumbag who was quick to replace me when i left."

"i guess thats true."

"and id pick you over him any day." you admitted, looking back down at the ground. he nudged your shoulder playfully and you cracked a sad smile

"im sorry i made you sad and lonely."

"you didnt. id be sad and lonely anyway."

"why? you would still have a boyfriend if it wasn't for me."

"i don't want a boyfriend if it isn't you."

shit. shit.

the words toppled out of your mouth before you could stop them.

"what?" he asked, wide eyes and looking a little shocked. spencer was sure in that very moment that if he heard you correctly hed simply explode.

"i- no this was a bad idea. i just ruined everything didnt i!" you were speaking more to yourself, exasperated at your own stupidity.

"no," you felt him place a finger to your chin and lift your gaze to meet his, "im glad you said it because now i can admit it."

"admit what?"

"that im completely and utterly, wholeheartedly and hopelessly in love with you."

"spencer dont play with my heart like this. are you being serious?"

"yes. i am." he said with a strange confidence than you had never heard before. hesitant but sure.

"oh thats so lucky because i am completely and utterly, wholeheartedly and hopelessly in love with you too." you admitted, feeling about 100 pounds lighter, like you could fly. he pulled you into a bone crushing hug which you eagerly accepted. "i should talk about my feelings more often."

he chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head, "yes you should."

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thiserichann · 3 years

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cookies and cream - lee jeno

reader x jeno

genre: smut, strangers to fuck buddies, humor if you squint hard enough

word count: 4k-ish

warnings: recklessness (she met with a stranger online, don’t do it kids) excessive lying, 18+ scenes that includes: oral (f receiving) face riding, soft dom!jeno?

This is merely a work of fiction and is not meant to hurt the image of Jeno and NCT. Again, don’t be as reckless as OP. This was just a fantasy of mine that I’ve been dying to get out of my system.

Holy fuck.

That's the only word that you've managed to utter when you decided to check your messages that morning.

You got bored in the middle of the class and decided to sneak a peek on your phone to pass the time. The class is recorded anyways so you can always just go back to the parts of the lessons that you've missed.

But holy fuck.

You never expected to see THAT so early in the morning.

"Miss Y/N?"

You snapped back to reality and stopped malfunctioning for a second when somebody called your name. Everyone including your professor remained quiet and all eyes are on you.

"Oh. Sir what’s the question again?"

You answered nervously as you tried to review your notes and backtrack on what he is discussing a few moments ago.

"I see that you're distracted in the middle of my class again. Mind sharing what you're occupied with?"

"Uhm. I was watching KPOP fancams, sir."

"Fancams won't get you into law school, Miss Y/N. Phones off please."

You tucked your phone back to your pocket and never picked it up again since. The professor started blabbering again but no information is being retained on your head. It stayed that way at your other classes.

You wished you were looking at some KPOP fancams earlier. You’ve watched fancams at class before and got away with it unscathed.

Oh no. It was a goddamn dick pic.

A good one, too.

It was from a guy that you met in a kink site a few days ago. You created the account out of boredom and expected nothing to come out from it. It’s all the flirting and sexting without all the unnecessary commitment

It only took you a few minutes to set up an account. For some privacy, you made a random birthdate and a random nickname, because like hell would you share your real information to these people. You also picked a racy picture of a lady that looked a bit like you and passed it off as your own.

Within minutes, your inbox is flooded with messages. Most of them, however, are from men who are old enough to be your father.

Well, you were bored, so you entertained everyone and then went on back to your boring, vanilla life. A few political history and theory books later, you went back to see which ones messaged you on the site.

And that's where you've met him.

The most gorgeous piece of meat alive.

He seems like a nice guy. He introduced himself as LJ and your age aren’t that far off from each other. LJ is the only one who actually engaged in conversation besides "want to fuck?" or "are you horny?"

As soon as you started messaging back and forth, you scrolled on his profile to see what he looks like. The only thing is, his profile looked a whole lot like those high fashion male underwear photoshoots.

It was an array topless pictures (presumably his, you just can’t be bothered to check if it is actually his). It featured his sculpted abs and biceps, cropped up all the way to his full lips. Despite not seeing his whole face, you knew very well that he’s a hunk. To say you were intrigued is an understatement.

Since then, you've been talking back and forth through Snapchat (your secret one because you're not stupid) and sent him actual pictures of yourself, completely omitting the face. You took one from your bed, your bathtub, and probably every part of your house that you felt is sexy enough to be included on the pics.

You can't tell him if it's him or the repressed sexual urges finally manifesting itself after more than a year of not getting laid, but every text to and from him made your heart race. It was something that you looked forward to every hour everyday.

Hours went by that you totally forgot leaving him on read. You climbed up to your bed to rest your back to the headboard and opened your unread messages.

You: Hey svlr. School stuff.

He opened the chat and started typing right away.

LJ: Oh good. I thought I did something wrong to upset you.

You: Not at all. I loved the pic by the way. It literally knocked my socks off.

LJ: Just the socks?

You: You can take the rest of it off yourself ;)

You scoffed. The flirty banter has always been there ever since you started talking but nothing really came out of it.

LJ: If only I could :(

You: I know. Covid’s a bitch.

You set your phone aside for a second to go to the bathroom. On your way, you picked up some snacks at the fridge and sat back down to your bed, only to find your phone blowing up.

LJ: If you're down maybe we could meet

LJ: It's totally fine if you don't want to

LJ: I just made it weird, didn't I?

LJ: I'm so sorry I brought it up in the first place

LJ: I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable

LJ: Hello?

LJ: I'm really sorry

You: Chill. I'm right here

You: I just went to the bathroom

LJ: Oh

You: I'd be lying if I said I don't want to meet you as well

You: Well... I wouldn't write off the idea

You: But with the Covid

LJ: Thoughts?

You: I don't think it's a great idea

The screen says Seen right at the bottom but it took him a couple more minutes before finally replying.

LJ: I understand

LJ: But in case you change your mind, I'll leave the time and place up to you

LJ: I’ll take care of the rest

LJ: Deal?

You: I'll sleep on it.

You: Speaking of sleep, I gotta go. Morning class.

LJ: Okay. I guess this is good night then

You didn't, in fact, talk to him the day after.

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't want to see him and his abs in real life. But as someone who overthinks a lot, you just can't shake off the risk.

You: Good night. Talk to you tomorrow.

What if he's not really the guy in the pics? Or he’s psycho in real life? What if he's infected the virus?

You sighed.

Why must some global pandemic ruin your sex life?

You waited until the end of the day before you finally replied to LJ. The last thing that he texted was a brief good morning from earlier in the day and nothing else. He’s actually a pretty sweet guy, totally not worth ghosting, and you actually liked talking to him as a friend that you can share your sentiments with.

With your guilt finally eating you up, you took a break from your assigned readings and sat back at your bed to rest for the day. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a minute, thinking of something to say to him. It took you a few tries before finally hitting the send button.

You: So, I thought about it

LJ: And?

You: I need to know I can trust you

LJ: Okay. How?

You: I don’t know. Send me a proof that you’re real. Get tested?

You: Is that fine with you?

Within a split second, he sent his reply.

He actually did it.

You couldn’t believe it but he actually did it.

LJ: Consider it done.

He got tested for physical, including the virus test, and passed with flying colors. He even sent you a vid of him inside a medical clinic.

He just sent the uncensored results this morning where you can clearly see his real name.

Lee Jeno.

LJ.

Seems legit.

Well, the uncreative nickname shouldn’t matter now because the results meant only one thing.

You’re gonna have to push through with your promise.

You got ready around noon that day. You can’t remember the last time that you actually got ready to meet someone that’s not a delivery guy or a relative passing on something to your family.

As someone who overthinks a lot, you actually got everything covered. You picked a place near a restaurant to eat. The police station is just a few blocks away just in case something happens, and right in front of a library…

“Where’re are you off to?��

You raised your backpack to show to your mother.

“I’m off to the library. I needed to get these renewed. Maybe pick up a novel or two.”

She looks at you from head to toe, eyeing that incredibly loose hoodie, faded denim jeans, some worn out sneakers that looked like it’s supposed to be thrown away years ago and a medical mask that covers about ¾ of your bare face. It’s just your usual attire whenever you go out for errands.

She just nodded and went back to watching her favorite soap opera.

“It’s nice that you’re out of your room for once. Take some cookies from the kitchen so you’ll have something to eat in case you get hungry.”

… as an alibi to get away from your strict parents.

As soon as you left the door and made sure that you’re out of sight, you found the nearest public toilet and grabbed a whole other outfit from your backpack. The hoodie is replaced by a white, ruffled see-through blouse and you ditched the jeans for a tight skirt that’s at least four inches above your knees. You tousled your hair a little bit and put on some powder and tiny hint of lipstick before putting your facemask back on again.

It’s been a while since you’ve done an elaborate scheme like this. Your skills got a little bit rusty, but they always work.

Sometimes you wonder if you’re really meant to be lawyer or a criminal instead.

You stepped out of the toilet and blended right back into society.

Now all you have to do is find wherever the hell LJ is.

Jeno sat anxiously as he waited for you right inside the café. He’s on his fourth cup of coffee but it didn’t do anything to calm his nerves down (geez I wonder why).

You: I’m almost at the café.

He’s been staring at his phone the whole time. Once he received your message, which is a pic of you in the bathroom after the outfit change, he almost choked on his drink.

This message sent him on a panic as he turned his camera on to see how he looked. He did some minor adjustments to his hair and he wiped off his eyeglasses clean with the sleeves of his hoodie (which did nothing for him by the way) and then casually sat down and played it off cool like he hasn’t been waiting for you for over an hour.

On your perspective, you walked inside the café and looked around for LJ. Fortunately, there was only guy inside the café, twiddling with his phone on his hands and as he kept on peeking through the glass windows as if he’s looking for someone.

From afar, he actually looked really cute. His appearance, a shy, nerdy dude with glasses, looked way off from the fuckboy image that you expected him to have in reference to the messages that you’ve been getting from him.

It’s always the quiet ones that are kinky. You should know, you are one.

You walked over to his table and tapped his shoulders to get his attention.

He froze for a moment before he finally managed to turn around and face you.

“You’re actually here.”

“I know. I’m just as surprised as you are.”

tap tap tap tap

The room is so quiet that the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heels tapping against the tiled floor. You can say that that is one of your observable annoying habits tapping your foot on the floor when you're a nervous wreck.

Sighing in retaliation, you removed your hoodie, fanning yourself as you tried to relax and get comfy on the hotel couch (which should be comfortable enough since you paid a shit ton of money on that room), switching the TV on to get your mind off of things. The lackluster array of shitty sitcoms didn’t distract you at all, but it instead reminded you of the reasons why you’re in that room in the first place.

Having nothing to do to pass the time, you paced back and forth in the room, finally sitting down once you realized that it looks way worse than you just tapping your foot. You folded your arms right across your chest, looking at the watch from time to time but the hands of the clock seem to be moving slower the more you stare at it.

Quarantine started almost a year ago and it's been very hard for you. Sexually. It's been almost a year since you've been touched by a man and you’re more than ready to jump on anyone’s dick at any this point,

Too bad that that dick is taking his sweet time in the bathroom.

tap tap tap tap

Your foot found its rhythm once again, only this time, you’re not nervous anymore. Your patience is wearing thin.

As if summoned by the constant tapping, the guy comes out of the bathroom, just casually drying himself while wearing nothing but the towel dangerously hanging on his waist and a boyish smile on his lips.

No biggie.

"Hey."

Suddenly, you’re not tapping anymore.

Head empty, just thoughts of a hot guy patting down a towel all over his toned body.

“I hope I didn’t make you wait for too long.”

He spoke, tossing aside the towel on his hands on the sofa, finally giving you a full view of him and all his glory.

You must admit, you’re skeptical at first. The guy that’s been sending you faceless thirst traps just days ago, telling you how he’d fuck you senseless looked a lot different from the guy who entered the hotel room just a moment ago.

He came in wearing those black oversized hoodies that did a great job in hiding his best features. His hair was a bit long for your taste, covering half of his face while the face mask hid the other.

But this man right here in front you, he’s Adonis.

You unconsciously bit your lower lip, earning a chuckle from the guy.

“I’m guessing that you’d like to start now?”

You nodded, the tension and awkwardness rendering you unable to speak.

He smiles as he takes the remote from you, turning off the television because the main show is about to start.

You started to tense up again, eyes wide as you realized that he’s now right beside you, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he sat down. He leans over, soft lips coming into contact with your exposed neck and shoulders, landing small pecks all over.

You sat there breathless as he slowly ran his fingers to the side of your thighs, tracing circles at it while giving small, reassuring kisses on your neck and shoulders. It’s as if he’s asking you for your consent, waiting for you to open up to him before he makes a move.

He got his answer when you turned around to face him, running your fingers into his cheeks before cupping his face, your lips finally touching his. He moved in the same pace as earlier, slow and calculating. You got a bit impatient once again, biting his lower lips gently to let him know that he can do more.

He grabbed you by the waist and successfully placed you on top of him. The kiss got even more sloppy as you ran your hands through nape, then into his soft locks. His hands travelled once again, finger running through legs again, stopping as soon as he reached the hem of your skirt, flipping it up to reveal the thin lace material that barely covered your core. You took that as initiative to remove the towel on his waist and grinded against his growing member, the friction and heat enough to earn a groan out of him.

He held your waist once again, firmly this time, halting your movement completely.

You broke away from the kiss, staring him in the eyes to read his face.

“Something wrong?”

“Hold tight.”

You were about to ask about what hold tight mean, but your arms cling unto him involuntarily as he lifts the both of you out of the sofa.

Jeno laid you gently in the bed, making sure not to break eye contact as he does so. He looked like he's about to eat you alive, which is enough to send flush to your cheeks.

“I would’ve loved to bend you over that sofa, but I think it’s just proper that our first time will be on the bed.”

"God. You're beautiful."

He then ran his fingers towards the thin fabric of your blouse, feeling every part of your torso like he's memorizing every detail of it. His hands then travelled in your chest, squeezing the swell of your breasts on each hand, fingers shaking as he does so. It felt like an artist admiring his delicate work of art.

He situated himself between your legs, taking a moment to admire you first before doing anything else.

He started to run his hand on your cleavage and stopped on the uppermost button of your blouse, taking his time to remove all of them and placing a kisses at the exposed skin. After all of the buttons are taken care of, you lifted your body up and slid off the fabric. Your black lacy bra finally made its appearance. You took the liberty of taking that off too, as slow and as you possibly can.

Jeno just stared at your body in awe, breathing heavily as his eyes scanned your naked glory.

"Gorgeous."

He said under this breath before leaning down to claim your lips once again. You're turned on by how much attention he's giving your body now. You're usually loud in bed but his gestures are making you bashful. You've never felt this beautiful before.

You can feel his hands trembling as it travels all over your body, his kisses getting even more needy. There was moans of satisfaction every time he would lick your lips. Jeno was kissing you like you were oxygen and he needed to breath.

His hands travelled south, running across your thigh and your now aching core. You're about to remove your skirt and underwear but he stopped your hands midway.

"Keep it."

He took your hands away from your skirt and placed them just above your head.

"Just sit there and relax baby. Let me treat you."

You did just like he told you and gave him full control of your body.

"Good girl."

His lips brushed your ears, whispering sweet nothings about how beautiful you are under him. His kisses then went down to your neck, using his tongue and teeth, marking everything he can get his mouth on with his saliva. Meanwhile, his hands finally touched you down there, massaging your still clothed wetness.

His middle and index finger felt your slit, moving it in swift motion in search for your clit.

"Oh my god. That's it."

You gasped as his fingers finally hit the right spot, tossing your head back as his fingers made circles at your bundle or nerves.

You opened your legs more, leaning on your arms on your back, head tossed back and eyes closed as you feel your impending orgasm.

He dipped his hand inside your underwear and collected some of your essence with his fingers. The mental picture of him licking his fingers deliciously is enough to get you off for weeks.

It didn't take long before he took your panties off and his ducked his head down. He opened your legs once again and licked one long stripe on your core, making sure to taste all of you. You sat there and watch as he hungrily takes all of you in his mouth, acting like your pussy is a full course meal and he's been starving for years.

Within moments, you've become a moaning, toe curled mess. You ran your fingers to his blonde hair, guiding him on how to move his tongue and fingers on you. At one point, he bit some of your sensitive skin, making you scream a string of curses under your breath.

"Stop stop stop."

You grab a fistful of his hair and he paused from what he was doing. You pushed him gently away from you, leaving him staring at you confusedly. The confusion didn't last long when you flipped your current position, you're now on top.

"Can I ride your face?"

At this point, you're bold and horny enough to use your words and ask him. He just nodded, sliding himself from underneath you and went back to eating you like a champ. You grabbed his hands and placed them across your chest, squeezing your breasts to send him a message. He was quick to pick up and followed suit, pinching your nipples right in between fingers while your ride his face to orgasm.

"Shit. I'm coming..."

You writhed from above him as you come undone. Your body felt cold all over. Your eyes are ringing, feeling dizzy as you almost passed out while you bucked your hips a few more times to milk your release.

You didn’t have time to recover when you heard your phone ringing from outside. Your legs felt a little shaky and you almost tumbled and hit your head in the wall if Jeno didn’t help you get up. You sat down on the floor, butt-ass naked as you frantically searched for your phone from under all of your stuff before you finally pressed the answer button.

“Yes mom?”

“Where have you been? Your father’s been looking for you at the library. He’s picking you up on your way home.”

You buried your head on the couch to shake off the buzzing feeling on your head. You placed a pillow on your body while you searched for your discarded clothes all over the hotel room.

“Oh yeah. I went to the café and got something to eat. Tell Dad I’ll meet him outside the library.”

“Okay sweetie. Can you pick up some groceries on your way back? I’ll text you the list.”

“Yeah mom. Bye.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as you started putting on the outfit that you wore when you left home.

“Where are you going?”

Jeno reluctantly got dressed as well, his shy demeanor came back as soon as he wore his glasses and fixed his hair.

“I got to go, Jeno. I’m sorry that I’m leaving in such a bad time…”

You went over to him and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I promise to make it up to you next time, okay? I’d love to meet you again.”

You grabbed a paper bag from your backpack and handed it to him, waving as you bolted out the door.

After fixing his things, he sat down for a moment and took a quick peek inside the package that you left him.

It was a ziplock bag of full of cookies and a whole other treat.

You left him your two-piece lace lingerie.

To be continued.

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fleetingpieces · 3 years

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My Two in a Million

Hold your horses, I finally finished writing something! I know it's probably not what you expected and it's definitely not one of my best works, but I feel that if I don't post it now, I will never get out of the slump.

So apologies in advance and I hope you enjoy it a bit anyway! <3

Thank you so much for being so patient with me :)))

Thanks to @knittingdreams @donttouchmycarrots @inloveoknutzy and @asunshinepuff for all your help, love you guys <3

Ao3

Characters belong to @lumosinlove !

Chapter 1

“Lily, why the hell are we out here?” Logan asked, wrapping his arms around himself. He glanced around the hall at the other party guests that were milling about—all of whom had costumes more fitting for the cool weather—and grumbled as he leaned against the wall, a hiss escaping his lips when the cold material touched his bare back.

Lily glanced at him, amused. “It’s not my fault you chose to show off your body when it’s fucking freezing outside.”

“No, it’s Finn’s. He had it stuck in his head that we just had to wear sexy costumes,” Logan rolled his eyes; though he couldn’t deny that he’d been more than happy when he first saw Finn that night. His breath had completely left his lungs when the redhead had stepped out of the bathroom wearing a Spartan costume, smiling like a little kid at his fake sword, his firm abs on display, a familiar trail of red hair disappearing under the wide belt and—

Logan gulped and tried to remember that he was at a party full of people, willing his mind not to think about how he’d felt. Or about how much he was dying to get Finn out of that damn skirt.

“Still, that doesn’t explain why we’re out here instead of inside, where it’s warmer and I could be in my half-naked boyfriend’s arms.”

“Just bear with me, ok? It shouldn’t be long now.”

Logan sighed; he knew better than to try to argue with his friend. “So how’s your business going?” he asked instead.

“Oh, it’s great!” Lily replied, her face lighting up with a smile. “We received a shipment of rare books today, there’re a few that I’m sure Finn would love. I will separate a few—” she stopped in the middle of her excited explanation as she looked towards the elevators, her smile going wider. “Remus!” she yelled and, without another word, pushed against the wall to walk ahead.

Frowning, Logan grumbled and followed behind a moment later. Had she been waiting for someone? Perhaps this meant that he could go back inside and get out of the cold. Halfway there, he looked to see who Lily had called for, noticing two people waiting but focusing mainly on one of them as his eyes fell on a long set of legs. Damn, this guy is huge, he thought as his gaze wandered slowly up the dark ripped jeans and comfy looking jumper.

The guy jumped slightly and dropped some keys he was holding. Logan didn’t get to see the face under the mop of blond hair as he bent to pick them up, but noticed how red his neck was and chuckled softly.

Cute.

Then the boy straightened up and Logan almost choked on his laugh as their gazes locked. His eyes were the bluest he’d ever seen, like staring at an open sky, contrasting with the blush on his cheeks—whether from the cold or from embarrassment, Logan wasn’t sure. He seemed slightly guarded, which made Logan cock his head wondering why. As a few more seconds passed and he didn’t break eye contact, some of the tension left the boy’s shoulders, the corner of his mouth lifting up in a shy smile as he ruffled his hair, the gesture going straight to Logan’s gut.

Shaking his head, he focused on the floor as he reached Lily’s side. The man standing next to the blond—Remus, most likely—was talking with Lily, but Logan could barely process what they were saying in the middle of the turmoil that was his head. With great effort, he tried to keep his eyes down, but his gaze kept wandering back to blue.

He was pulled out of his musings when Lily placed a hand on his shoulder and tilted her head towards the tall guy who, Logan noticed, had his eyes now trailing down Logan’s arms. “Hi, I’m Lily and this is Logan,” she said with a smile.

The blond —Logan cursed himself for not catching his name— gave him a sheepish wave and another small smile, and Logan found himself returning it as a tingling sensation spread through his body, starting from his mouth and going down to his toes.

“Salut! Are you guys joining the party?” he asked hopefully.

“Ah, sorry, but well… we don’t really have costumes,” Remus replied and the other guy turned to look at him with a scowl. It looked like he wanted to argue with his...friend? Logan had no idea what they were. Or who they were, for that matter.

But he kinda wanted to.

“Costumes are not mandatory. C’mon, I promise you’ll have fun,” Lily turned pleading eyes to Remus.

The newcomers glanced at each other, an unspoken conversation being held between them. Taking a sip from his drink, Logan stared at the floor again and, when he looked back up, the blond had his head tilted down, his bottom lip jutting out, eyes big and begging and blue, and it was so fucking adorable that Logan almost spat out his rum.

He turned to the side and coughed discreetly just as Remus gave in and Lily started happily guiding them into the apartment.

All the way there, Logan kept wanting to ask for the guy’s name as they stole glances at each other, but he didn’t want to show just how little attention he’d been paying. Or maybe where his attention had been. Once inside, they were welcomed by the much needed heat, low lights and a playlist that was without a doubt put together by Talker. Natalie, Marlene and a few other people were dancing to the beat, but Logan knew where he would find most of the gang: in the living room, exactly where they’d left them.

The thought of who would be waiting for him there felt like a bucket of cold water thrown in his face, making him falter in his step. What the fuck had he been thinking? Frowning, Logan hid his tightly closed fists inside his pockets, waiting a few steps back while Lily filled two cups with some orange beverage and handed them over to Remus and his companion.

As soon as they stepped into the living room, his sight landed on Finn playing against Thomas and Kasey, his wild auburn hair falling into his eyes, completely focused on the task at hand as he tapped buttons and whooped when he managed a combo.

Finn.

Logan made a bee-line for him, desperate to feel his boyfriend’s warmth, have him close after the jarring emotions that had assaulted him just now. He also left his cup at the table for good measure—maybe he’d been drinking too much.

Burrowing into his boyfriend’s side, he tried to leave as little space between them as possible, which made Finn chuckle and shiver slightly.

“Honey, you’re freezing,” he said as he nudged him with his head.

“Blame Evans. She forced me to stay out so she could wait for her friend.” His thoughts went back to the other person that had come with them, but he avoided the urge to look for him.

“Friend? Who was it?” Finn asked, not taking his eyes away from the screen as suddenly James’ character stood still and they started losing. “Pots, focus!”

“Someone named Remus? I have no idea.”

“Wait, no no no!” Finn screamed and punched the buttons harder, but James was not helping at all and they were both knocked out. “Oh, come on!” Everyone laughed as Finn threw the controller on the table and turned to playfully glare at Lily, who was sitting on James’ lap. “Lily, what did I tell you? Don’t distract him when he plays on my team!”

“Stop crying and pay up, O’Hara!” Kasey grinned and high-fived Thomas.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re just lucky Lily was on your team as well,” Finn mumbled but threw the twenty bucks in their direction before turning to Logan with a smile. “Hey baby.”

Next thing Logan knew, there were lips pressed against his. He smiled into it, bringing a hand up to brush Finn’s hair out of his face, letting the feel of his body ground him again.

As they pulled apart, he caught the blond guy staring, their eyes meeting only for a second before the boy looked away. His jaw was set in a hard line, so different from the expressions he’d shown Logan out there, and suddenly he was flooded with guilt at the pull that kept tugging in two different directions.

He felt completely thrown off. His feelings for Finn were as strong as ever, but he was still very intrigued by this other person. There was something that made him want to talk with him more, ask about his life, check if those long arms could envelop him whole as it seemed. To just go over there and introduce him to Finn.

What kind of shitty person was he?

“Everyone,” Lily said then, grabbing everyone’s attention, “these are Remus and Leo. Remus is Sirius’ new neighbour, so be nice to them!” She pierced them with her best and-if-you-don’t glare that all of them knew well, making some of the guys gulp.

Leo, Logan thought. It fit him, somehow.

“It’s nice to meet you all,” Remus said.

“Hello,” Leo smiled brightly at whoever was sitting to their right and Logan felt Finn freeze for a second as the corner of his mouth lifted in a silly smile.

Well, at least he knew Finn found Leo attractive as well.

His boyfriend turned to him, tilting his head to the side. “I’ve run into that Remus guy in the hall before, but who is that?”

“His friend?” Logan said, trying not to sound too interested. “I don’t know, it doesn’t seem like they live together.”

“Yeah, no, I mean… I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere?”

Logan frowned. “I don’t think I saw him in the building before. I would remember someone that tall.”

“Oh baby, are you grumpy cause you hurt your neck when you looked at his face?” Finn teased as he petted Logan’s hair.

“Shut up, I’m not that much shorter than you.” Logan crossed his arms over his chest, turning his face away from Finn.

The stupid ass laughed and kissed his temple, which admittedly always managed to make Logan melt and lean into him, but he still made a ‘hmph’ sound, pulling another laugh out of Finn.

While both of them were distracted, the rest of the guys started setting everything up to play a new game which Remus seemed interested in. And then, out of nowhere, Sirius was asking Remus to play with him.

Finn and Logan looked at each other, wondering what the hell Sirius was up to. It was rare for him to want to play with some random guy, especially when most of the people in the room already had a hard time beating him. They even had a bet going about who would be the first to get five wins over Pads and so far, no one had managed it. Remus had absolutely no chance against someone that did this for a living.

But as it turned out, it was a very heated competition that had everyone watching closely. Logan wasn’t sure that he’d ever seen Sirius like that. He could tell he was focused, yes, but he was also excited, even if he was hiding it on the outside. In the end, Remus kicked Sirius’ ass.

“Yes!” both Remus and Leo yelled and then hugged, laughing. Leo put a hand on the back of Remus’ head and bumped their heads together. The gesture showed just how close they were, how comfortable they felt with each other, but what really had Logan’s attention was that wide, unbelievably happy smile that showed off his—

“Finn...dimples,” he whispered, though probably not as quietly as he should have, given the way Kasey snorted.

That in itself wasn’t a weird thing to say. Finn and Logan were open with each other. They talked about everything and had no secrets between them, because talking with Finn was as easy as breathing, and as vital too.

Logan trusted Finn. With his whole heart.

He knew he could talk to him about other guys that he found attractive and that Finn could do the same, ‘cause they weren’t possessive or so blinded by jealousy that they couldn’t separate things. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d had a talk like that either.

This was different though.

It’d been a very long while since Logan had been struck like this. Probably since the first time he’d laid eyes on Finn; he’d had no words to describe the feeling at that moment either. But there was something about those blue eyes and the way he’d held Logan’s gaze, about that shy but steady demeanour. And that smile.

Fuck, that smile.

Logan didn’t even know him, and he already knew that he’d love that grin here or in any other universe. And just how fucking weird was that?

Maybe he could ask Leo to play a game with him next, get to know him, make him feel comfortable. But he couldn’t get his attention, Leo’s gaze kept evading him, and Logan felt something like dread at the possibility that Leo might be doing it on purpose.

He didn’t get much of a chance anyway. After a bit of teasing about Padfoot, Remus stood up to defend him before trailing off in the middle of his speech, a faraway look on his face. Then he rushed out of the room, leaving a tense silence behind and Leo staring helplessly after him.

Lily was the first one to approach him, placing a hand on Leo’s shoulder. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I… I will go check on him,” he smiled sadly and nodded to the room in general. “Thank you for inviting us.” And with that, he exited without a second glance back.

Logan wasn’t sure how he should feel about this kind of departure, or at the realisation that he might not see Leo again. Maybe it was a good thing; if his emotions could get stirred just by some glances, what would it be like if he actually got to know him?

Perhaps it was better to leave things as they were.

***

Shit shit shit shit.

It was late. Leo was so, so late.

He skidded around the corner and took the next hall at a light run, trying to avoid the other students, which luckily weren’t that many. Of course, he thought bitterly, that’s probably because other people manage to get to their own classes on time.

He still wasn’t sure what had happened, he was convinced he’d set his alarm for today, but clearly he hadn’t or he wouldn’t be running. His commute was quite long as it was, which meant that if he missed the train—like today—he was inevitably late unless a miracle happened.

Maybe he should really take Remus up on his offer to move in with him. It would also mean spending more time with his best friend, since between attending classes, doing homework and the time it took to get back home, he didn’t have many opportunities to see him lately. But there was no way Leo could afford that flat, and he didn’t want to take advantage of Remus.

Finally, he reached the door to his classroom and, after allowing a few seconds to let his breathing go back to normal, he went in as quietly as possible. The Professor had her back turned to him, so he quickly scanned the room and sat at the nearest empty seat, at the very back.

Sighing in relief that he didn’t seem to have missed too much, he opened his bag and took out his copy of Pride and Prejudice and the rest of his stuff. He was in such a hurry to catch up with the class that he knocked his pencil off the table, sending it rolling on the floor. Cringing at the sound it made, Leo bent to pick it up, only to find that another hand was already there.

He leaned back, blinking at the hand offering his pencil back, then followed the lines of the arm under the green, long-sleeved shirt, up to a familiar face and there Leo had to do a double-take.

Straightening up, he raised his eyebrows, making Finn laugh, his smile lifting to the side as he waved the pencil between them.

“Um, thanks,” Leo whispered, taking it and turning back to his notes with a frown.

Had he and Finn always shared a class together?

Since this was a course he was only taking for credits, Leo didn’t know many faces here and was usually so enthralled by the lecture that he didn’t pay much attention to his surroundings.

Finn hadn’t shown any signs that he’d recognised him at the Halloween party a week ago either. Though, if he was being honest, Leo had especially tried to avoid looking at them after he’d seen him hugging and kissing Logan.

Ugh, that memory… it’d been on his mind more than he cared to admit.

Leo didn’t want to think about how stupid he’d felt that night. He’d been shocked the first time he saw Logan, how his costume showed off his shoulders and thighs, the way he carried himself, the slight pout of his lips as he made his way towards them.

He didn’t want to think about how Logan’s eyes had started travelling up his body, making him panic and act like a fool. Or how despite that, Logan had also seemed a bit shy and fucking adorable and damn it, Leo had thought he was interested in him. But then they’d gone into the flat and Logan all but ran to Finn’s side, and Leo was left feeling like the biggest idiot in the whole damn world.

He hadn’t stayed for long after that. Worried as he was about Remus, he’d followed him shortly after he’d left and hadn’t talked with anyone else at the party. He’d thought that’d be the end of it. It was weird now to sit next to Finn when he’d been checking his boyfriend out just a few days ago.

The sound of a pencil tapping against wood brought Leo back from his musings. He peeked to the side and caught Finn with his chin perched in one hand, the other playing with the thin stick at a high speed. Leo followed the movement, back and forth, back and forth, and then up as Finn raised his hand and brought the pencil to his mouth, the bottom end tugging his pink lip down and then letting go.

The rest of the room quieted down as Leo stared. There was something about the way Finn held the pencil in his long fingers, how the sun coming in from the window seemed to hug him, the specs of dust dancing in the air by his head. How his eyes looked brighter and the strands in his hair lit up like fire.

Finn looked like warmth.

Something like a chill ran down Leo’s back and he quickly averted his eyes.

Though he couldn’t keep them away for long. Apparently, Finn was one of those people that couldn’t sit still and, now that Leo’d noticed, he couldn’t ignore every little movement coming from him, his bouncing leg, how he shifted in his seat and that damn tapping again.

He tried to pay attention to class, he really did, but he was so aware of the boy sitting just a few inches away, that his eyes kept going back to him and all those little movements.

Not able to take it any longer, Leo leaned in and placed a hand on top of Finn’s, feeling him going still under his touch. “Stop it,” he whispered, their eyes locked. The other boy didn’t say anything, just glanced between Leo’s eyes and their joined hands.

Blushing, Leo pulled away and tried to focus on the front of the room, the heat from Finn’s hand still tingling at the tip of his fingers.

Stop this right now, Leo scolded himself. He has a boyfriend.

A boyfriend that he’d also felt attracted to. What the hell was wrong with him?

Determined to keep his mind out of troublesome boys, he managed to listen and take notes for about ten minutes. But then he felt eyes on him. He pretended not to notice as Finn kept stealing glances, no doubt trying to be inconspicuous about it, but, apparently, Finn was as subtle as a flying brick.

The thought tugged a smile out of Leo, who quickly schooled his expression back to one of polite interest. You just grabbed his hand out of nowhere, of course he’s staring, he sighed.

At the end of the class, the teacher wrote a list of things on the board and turned to face them. “This assignment will be the first big one you’ll have, and it will determine 10% of your score, so don’t slack off! Pair up before you go and remember, your deadline is in two weeks.”

There were a few groans at the prospect of having to do something in pairs, but everyone started gathering their things anyway and talking with each other, already forming their teams.

A nudge on his shoulder made Leo look to his left and then he had to fight the urge to jump back. Finn was leaning towards him, that crooked smile on his face again and, this close, Leo could see the freckles sprinkled over his nose and cheeks.

“I’m sorry, what?” he asked, a light blush colouring his face when he realised Finn had said something but he hadn’t listened.

Finn’s head tilted a bit to the side, the other corner of his mouth going up too. “I said, do you want to pair up with me?”

“Oh,” was all Leo could reply. He imagined working together for hours, maybe alone in a secluded part of the library… How would he ever concentrate on their work if he couldn’t even pay attention in class when they were sitting next to each other? On the other hand, Finn seemed like a nice guy and surely Leo had enough self control to keep a cool head. Just because he was slightly attracted to him it didn’t mean that things would escalate further, especially not when he knew nothing could ever happen.

“I mean, if you already have someone—” Finn started when Leo didn’t reply for a while.

“No, no, sorry. Yeah, that would be nice,” he smiled.

“Sweet. Are you free right now? My next class is in the afternoon, so we could go back to my place and get started, if you want.”

“That…” Leo hesitated, but then hardened his resolve. He could be friends with Finn, right? It would be nice to make new acquaintances at school and there was always the chance that he might see him and Logan again at Remus’ building. He could forget about one or two silly crushes, it wouldn’t be the first time he’d had to do it.

“That sounds good.”

#fanfic #writing #lumosinlove #o'knutzy #polyamory #wolfstar

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infinitebells · 3 years

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listen...i can’t stop thinking ab the screen cap with moran and bond...so now i present a drabble but instead of bond its fem!reader because i said so. (and also the context behind it is different)

NSFW-ish (theres kissing and lack of clothes)

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tired. that’s the only acceptable word you could give to describe your state of being right now. you had been sparring with fred and bond all day since they were roughly on the same level as you, and all you wanted was to finish getting dressed then stay in bed for the rest of the other night. but of course, god had other plans.

“i don’t know why you has to change in here when there’s plenty of other rooms for you,” moran says from behind you. you had just finished lacing up your boots, and tugging your button up on over your bra when he had started whining yet again.

“because all of my stuff is already in here asshole,” you grit out, going back to roll your sleeves up. he had complained about this multiple times already, but will had simply let you do what you wanted.

“yeah well i don’t want to have to deal with your girly shit,” he mumbles, and you turn around to see him toweling his hair dry, another towel wrapped tightly around his waist. you were used to him being shirtless whenever possible, but it never failed to warm your cheeks at the sight.

“then you can move. fred is perfectly fine with me being here. right fred?” you turn to the other boy as he pulls on his own shirt. ignoring the two of you, he walks out of the door, leaving you and moran alone.

“i think that’s a no,” he says, sitting down on a stool to continue messing with his hair.

“he didn’t give an answer, don’t assume,” you grumble, fiddling with your sleeves.

“just hurry up and get your annoying ass out of here, i can’t stand listening to you whine for another second,” he says, shooting you a glare. your patience (which had already been thinning) snaps as you grab the knife on your bench, stomp over and slam your foot right next to his head. the cool steel finds itself underneath his chin, tilting his shocked gaze up to you.

“i have every right to be here, just like you. i worked my ass off, and now we’re equals so i suggest you start fucking acting like it,” you growl out, leaning in closer. your faces are inches apart, and neither of you move. his eyes are wide, gaze steady on you in surprise. you stay that way until william and albert walk in, eyeing the way your shin was close enough to graze moran’s ear, and your faces close enough so that your breaths mingled together. however, you keep your eyes on the man in front of you.

“are we problems colonel?” william’s cool voice breaks the otherwise silent room. moran shakes his head, as if in a daze, before smirking wildly.

“no sir, no problems here,” he says, and you glare once more before lifting your foot off the wall and sheathing the knife against your hip.

“glad to hear,” william says, before closing the door behind him and albert, leaving you two alone again. in an instant, there’s a large hand wrapped almost completely around your neck, and your back is pressed against the floor beneath you.

“oi!” you yelp out, looking up to see moran hovering above you, his free hand grasping your wrists tightly above your own head. one glance down shows you his towel looks about two seconds away from dropping completely. you’re suddenly conscious of the fact that your shirt is unbuttoned, showing off your workout bra and barren stomach. “sebastian!”

“what is it princess? i’m only returning the favor. i’m never below the woman, especially not you when you look so divine beneath me,” he breathes. the double meaning behind his words don’t register as you stare angrily at him.

“get the fu-“ your eyes go wide at the soft pair of lips pressed harshly against yours. they flutter closed after a moment, your body working against you as you push back just as hard against sebastian’s mouth against yours. however, as soon as his tongue pokes at your mouth, your eyes fly back open and your knee jerks up, kneeing him directly in his hardening crotch. with a groan, he rolls off of you, hands cupping himself over the towel as you scramble to the side.

“what the hell,” he moans out, body facing you as his eyes squeeze close.

“what do you mean what the hell! what the hell was that?” you reply, fingers coming up to brush against your kiss swollen lips.

“i kissed you jackass, what else would you call that?” he says, still curled up in a fetal position. his towel has thankfully remained around him throughout the entire ordeal.

“yeah but why?” you can’t lie and say you didn’t enjoy it, but it still caught you very off guard.

“because i felt like it,” he gasps out, eyes finally opening to see you sitting with your knees to your chest and fingers sitting over your lips.

“disgusting,” you breathe out. there isn’t any bite behind it like you had hoped. you scramble to your feet and dash around him to the door, yanking it open with no regard to your unbuttoned shirt.

“i sure hope it wasn’t! i’d love to do it again sometime !” sebastian calls out just before the door slams shut. you’d definitely be lying if you said you weren’t going to be thinking about his offer for the rest of the day.

#moriarty the patriot #yuukoku no moriarty #moriarty the patriot x reader #yuukoku no moriarty x reader #sebastian moran #sebastian moran x reader #colonel sebastian moran

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leboutique-lily · 3 years

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Hey I just read a fic and omg. I'd like to request a Jungkook smut. a virgin going through all the bases nervously but excited and obviously very horny and wet. he fingers her and then when he feels how wet she is he just has to taste her. he makes her squirt eating her out and then he fucks her with his big cock 🥵 and she's so small, but takes it and just about cries and begs to cum again and then he finds out her daddy kink and makes her squirt as she screams Daddy and then aftercare pls🌸

A thousand years later, here I'm. I'm so sorry sweet anon, life carried me away... but here I am, hopping that somehow you find this 😂😂😂😂😂😂

Here it is ❤

° Boyfriend!Jungkook》female!reader

° Smut, Fluff, Jungkook (cause he's a warning)

° Kissing, nudity, one little bite, orgasm control, oral (female receive), hand job, light dirty talk, daddy kink, squirting, penetration, fingering, loss of virginity, sweet sweet jungkook, than teasing jungkook, then sweet jungkook, nice reader I like her, so much blushing.

• This is unedited in a level that I can't even comprehend. I'm sorry!

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BLUSH

Hot.

A burning feeling spreading across your checks, the carmine color tinting the soft skin and bringing amusement to your beloved.

The sweet boy seated beside you, gigling from your flustered state - one that he brought upon you, for a fact - too happy with himself for being the one able to make you melt like an ice cream on the Saara desert.

He love the red dust on your face, going down your neck, the way you can't keep eye contact or talk without stutter and tumble on your words. This are the moments that he lives for. You on the other hand just want to dig a whole to the other side of the world and dive on it.

The reason why you're at this state? Well this time, a movie.

You guys were watching some good old action movie, then it went from punches and dynamite (yeah) to other explosive actions.

The couple on the screen started a heated make out session that move on to a very... hot as hell fuck. There was legs and arms and skin everywhere, but what cough your attention was the dominance that the male oozed, soft but present.

Jungkook is a very observant young man, he can catch every nuance and every flick of reaction from you. You were there, certain that you were keeping your cool, a nice and blanted face to a normal thing such as a hot steamy sex, kind of loud too.

But, girl... you were so wrong. He could read you like an open book and he couldn't resist to tease you. He loves teasing you.

"Are you okay there, baby?"

That sly smirk and amused tone that he failed to hide getting on your nerves.

"Yes. I'm totally fine, why wouldn't I?"

You know when you try to sound light and confident but instead end it up like what despair would sound like? Yup, that was you right now and you know why? Because you know once your little shit of a boyfriend catch that, you wouldn't hear the end of it. And that my friends, was what happened.

"Oh... I don't know baby. You seem a little... tense? You know? Is there something that is making you blush like this?"

"B-Blush? No, no I'm not blushing Kookie! Pfh... blushing.. " a very fake laugh coming along with the disastrous sentences you've just spilled.

His smile just growth more, he was leading you exactly where he wanted.

"Oh but you are baby... aaaaall the way down here" he said with his finger suddenly tracing a line from your cheeck to you cleavage. Your skin awakening with a shiver from his touch.

With your eyes closed in concentration you forced the words out.

"It's.. it's the warm weather Kookie. It's hot in hear."

"Well, that's strange baby, cuz you see... we have the AC on and like... 15 minutes ago you said you were freezing."

His bunny like smile and big eyes shining in his little victory.

"I.. I don't.." and that my friend is all that left those pretty lips of yours, just mumbling words with no sense, making your boyfriend hold you in his arms cooing at how adorable you looked flustered.

"Cute" his giggle following the little statement.

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Later that night you couldn't take that damn scene from your head and maybe imagining how Jungkook's hands would feel against your skin in that way wasn't helping that much.

He was in the shower, putting that majestic voice to good use and all you could think about was how much you wanted to hear your name in a raspy tone falling from your boyfriend's lips. Listen to me here... girl, that monument of a man hovering over you, with hunger eyes and a huge- Oh, okay... calm down.

One would look at this scenario and think of one simple solution, have sex. But things were not that simple... it could be actually, but your overthinking mind wouldn't allow you the pleasure of the peace of mind.

You never done this before, the sex part. Hot make out sessions (Oh yes), the heavy breathing and his hands grabbing the supple flash of your ass was definitely one of the best things in the world. But everytime things got a little bit "too hot" he would sense your nerves and stop without you even have to say so. That was Jungkook, always attentive of the details. But tonight something shifted, you feel this need almost like a itching that you can't reach. But he can.

You're so lost in your thoughts that you don't see Jungkook getting out the bathroom drying his hair with a towel while a bigger one is wrapped securely around his waist. Damn. You startle from your thoughts and automatically start to stare at his figure, the little drops of water that escaped the towel running down his torso, his gorgeous abs, down to the hem of the towel reaching his... oh it must be pretty.

Stop, what are you thinking?!

"Baby..?" He's looking at you with curiosity all over his face.

"Hm?" You eyes never leaving his crotch area.

He chuckled at your unmoving eyes, a dumb face. But so cute. He was dying to test something and now seemed a really good time.

"Babygirl." He said in a lower voice. Your body reacted instantly, eyes shooting up at him. His face at least.

A small smirk taking place on his lips at the way your checks started to get rosy again. God he loved that adorable pink shade on your skin...

"There's something on that beautiful mind of yours. Would you care to share with me baby?"

"Oh. Hm... n-nothing Kookie, I was just... it's nothing really"

Don't get me wrong, you're confident. But when it comes to anything to do with Jungkook all your resolve seems to crumble. Fast. He was starting to get worried, so he approached you and took a seat facing you. The fresh and light smell of his soup and his shampoo enveloping your senses like a drug.

"What's wrong baby?" His doe eyes searching any sign of distress on yours.

He waited for your answer but you couldn't formulate any word. You wanted to say that you were ready, but without melting down on the mattress.

"Y/N you know you can tell me anything, right? I'm here for you" his voice so gentle that you felt guilty for getting him so worried over you.

"I know Kookie, you don't need to worrie... I just - I want to tell you something but I don't know how or apparently don't have the courage to do it now." You laugh trying to light it up the mood.

"Its okay baby, take your time. There's no rush" he takes your hand in his. The ink decorating his skin marvelling you, you feel that he might not be rushing you, but you need to spit it out.

"I think... Jungkook, I'm ready." You say in one breath.

He looks at you as if trying to figure it out what you mean by that and you can see in his expression when he understand. His eyes go wide and he let out a quiet "oh" from his rounded lips. 'That's why she's so nervous' he thought.

"Oh baby, are you sure? You don't need to do anything you don't want to, I can wait, for as much as you need." You interrupt him before he keeps going.

"Jungkook, I'm sure, really. I want you..."

The last part barely a whisper, but his ears catch it. His eyes darkened at your words, shy and small, but he can feel the truth behind it.

Shifting closer to you, you feel the warmth from his body - he's always so warm- his smell surrounding you and his hand holding your chin to make you look at him.

"Say it again. Louder." His voice is more assertive but still sweet. His stare makes your stomic seem to be full of butterflies, a shiver runs down your body.

"I want you Jungkook..." you muster all the voice that you can find in that moment.

You barely finish talking and his lips are on yours in a passionate kiss. Sweet but passionate, just like him.

His hands finding solace on your waist, pulling you closer and taking you in his lap. Like magnets your fingers go straight to his fluffy hair, the soft long locks in a deep brown making pretty waves between your digits. His hands on a much more feverish manner, descend to grip the flesh of your hips and tights, up your back on your neck and repeating everything as if trying to cover all your body with his touch at the same time. As if this was the only chance that he would ever get to have you like this, even knowing that the thought if far from the truth.

When he pulls your hips closer, you can feel his hardening cock covered by the towel, pressing on your clit lightly but enough to send little shocks of pleasure through your body. You gasp in his mouth, hands tightening on his hair earning a groaning sound to fall from his red lips.

He slowly turned your body and laid you down on the soft sheets, his body hovering over yours. The atmosphere seemed to change a bit, his eyes tender locking you in place, hypnotizing you while his hands were delivering sweet touches on your checks, it felt like he was trying to memorize everything, everything detail of you, of this moment.

His lips sealed the dulcet feeling that was in the air, slowly and sensuously. It felt... so good...

Kisses trailing down your jaw, behind your ear and down your neck, the feeling of his hair against your skin, his warm tongue coming out to lick little blooming flowers on your clavicle.

His hands find the hem of your pajama shirt while his eyes asked for permission. Your nod was enough for him right now, and soon you were half top naked. Your first reaction was to cover yourself, your arms trying to hide your hardening nipples from your boyfriend's eyes.

He was not going to allow it, you're to beautiful for him...

"No baby, don't hide from me. You're so beautiful... so perfect for me."

He said moving your arms from your breasts, laying your hands down.

His eyes scanning ever piece of skin exposed to him, he wanted to devour you whole. Every little piece... but he had to be patient today, above all days. There would be plenty of time to ruin you in the future.

He lowered his chest to yours to whisper in your ear

"I've waited so long to see you like this and I would've waited much more... but I'm so happy to finally have you, all of you.. "

His low voice sending shivers down your spine making you whine quietly at his words.

He's lips were on one nipple before you could notice him moving, catching you of guard gasping in surprise, while his fingers played with the other one.

The warm and wet feeling from his mouth addicting you immediately, his tongue lavishing the taut bud sucking it in waves, such a amazing sensation.

Your hands grabbing on his strong arms for support, you were panting already and all he did was kiss you and play with your nipples. Kind scared if you were going to survive this.

"You like this baby? Hmm? It feels good?"

As you're going to answer him, he sucked the other nipple in his hot mouth making you moan instead of speak.

"So sensitive.."

"Answer me babygirl, you like the feeling of my tongue? My mouth sucking this pretty nipple raw..."

""Y-yes, Kookie it feels so good" you somehow managed to answer him.

'Let's see what else she's gonna call me until the end of night' he tough. Eager to confirm his suspicions.

With a pop he released the sore bud and trailed his fingers down your belly, one hand firm, holding your waist in place and supporting your arched back.

His fingers meet the hem of your panties, tracing the line of elastic on the cotton, you tights pressed together in anxiety and in seek of some relief. Then he trace a line down your pantie covered center, feeling your slit below de fabric, the soft wet patch forming there from how wet you were getting.

The little electric waves that his light touch was providing you already got you hooked.

"Can you open your legs for me baby?" Your legs were still shut providing him almost no space to work, so you opted to let them part instead of saying anything because seriously, you're in no condition. Slowly he moved aside to give you room and put one of your tights on top of his leg, keeping you open.

"You've soaked through babygirl... is this all for me? Hm?" Your mind had already succumbed to his touch, his words were just an addition to the trap he lured you in, but that didn't stop the blush from coming.

He loved how you looked right now, so small with those big eyes looking up at him and your pussy all wet. It was his dream coming true.

Without waiting anymore he got your panties off and back to his position, you felt his fingers parting your lips, messing with your slick. The moan you let out at the feeling made his cock twitch, you sounded so fucking good.

Your sensitivity was his favorite thing, how every little thing he did got you squirming.

You could feel the wetness dripping down your cheekbums, his breathing on your ear showing that he was not doing better than you.

The tight circles on your clit driving you wild "you're so fucking wet, holy shit baby... can you hear it? How delicious you sound.."

"Kookie... it's so good"

"I know baby... you feel so good too." Then he pressed one finger in slowly, the intrusion surprisingly good. "There you go... such a good girl" He was going as slow so he could to give you time. To help you relax, he wanted you to feel good, in your time. No matter how much his cock felt like it would explode, this was about you, his words whipered to you, making you whimper in pleasure, thrusting in you entrance, once he felt you relax he add another finger making the strech bigger. Your head was thrown back, hands gripping his arm and the sheets, moans thrown to the wind in bliss.

"I need to taste you" He said in a frenzy, desperate to feel you on his tongue. The sounds of your wet pussy were gonna hunt him every night and his mouth on your cunt too.

His soft lips made a bee line to your bellybutton, changing for a straight path down to your navel. He looks up at you, those doe eyes now vivid in a dark almost black color. Keeping his eyes on you, he planted a soft kiss on your mound, and kiss after kiss down to the center of your pussy. The only moment he closes his eyes is when he gets right at your entrance and a fresh wave of you scent hits his nostrils, awakening his hunger even more.

"I can smell you... - already anticipating your reaction, he holds your legs apart - you smell so good baby." He delivers a long lick to your folds "And you taste even better.."

You whimper at his crude words, they are bold but he says it in such a sweet manner. He seems to be in the perfect balance, dirty and sweet. Rought and delicate. Firm but gentle in every gesture.

"May I taste you, baby? Please... I'm dying to feel you on my tongue for so long."

You nod you head so fast that gets you slightly dizzy. The eagerness overpowering the timidness.

He chuckles at you reaction, how can you be so cute and so fucking hot at the same time?

His eyes unwavering on yours, as if trapping you on his spell. You only notice how he maneuvered your body when you feel the skin of your tights meeting your torso. Then you realise how exposed you are.

"Jungk - " before you could knowledge your shock, he gives a long warm lick from bottom to top on your sex. His eyes never leaving yours. He thrives in the gasp you let out and the way your eyes close in pleasure. Your taste dancing on his tongue like Ambrosia, he decided that this is how he wants to spend his days, buried between your legs.

"So sweet. I knew you would taste so sweet baby..." he's lost in his own world. The bubble he created that consisted on him and your pretty pussy. He fucking loves it.

He dives in for more, holding your legs firmly to your chest, face buried in your pussy and eyes gauging every reaction that he gets out of you.

The feeling of his tongue tasting every corner, every crevice... the firm point of it driving you mad with kitten licks on your swollen clit. Your hands are the picture of despair, grabbing the sheets, his hair, his arms, your hair. Everything he does elicits a shock of pleasure, you feel so warm and so needy. You need more.

"Kookie, please... "

He keeps working you on, slurping on your juices. Hands grabbing the soft meet of your tights, preventing you from running from him.

You feel so warm, so wet and so soft. He loves the way you move for him, how sweet your moans sound on his ears, how you clench around nothing, gushing more of your delectable taste just for him, then he feels your hand tugging his hair a little more forcefully.

He is pulled from his trance, to see your exasperated eyes begging him. You look so pretty...

Glassy eyes, swollen lips and red checks... your hair a little wet from the drops of sweat on your forehead and your breath completely uneven. All because of him.

It downs to you that he really enjoys that, to have your taste on his mouth.

He keeps you on the edge, trading his tongue for his fingers, playing with your clit slowly. Enought to keep you going, but far from give you what you want.

"Please..." you reaped. You can feel the pressure of his fingers keeping you there, making you drip for him. He circles your entrance, feeling your wetness seeping out. It's to much and not enough.

He enters you again nuckle deep, searching for something.

"Please, what baby? Tell me what you want"

Oh great. He wants you to speak, to actually formulate sentences right now, with his fingers deep inside.

"Tell me or I'll linger this to my hearts content babygirl."

Fuck. What is this?

"Please!" You gasp way.

"Although I love it when you beg me babygirl, I know you can do better" then you feel a bite on your inner tight, followed by an soothing tongue right after.

You jump in surprise and moan at the feeling, making your boyfriend smirk between your legs.

"I need to cum, just make me cum please.. " you say defeated, your hands urging him back.

"See, was not that hard... " he says but you don't register. He pressed an area that reduced you to a mumbling mess while the other hand took care of your pulsating clit.

Your head was throwed back while your hands squeezed the sheet bellow you.

A long moan formed on your throat, meeting your boyfriend's eager ears.

"That's it... good girl" - his eyes looking back from your pussy swolloing his digit and to your face for any sign of discomfort.

He saw only pleasure, your legs widening by themselves to receive more - "you're so wet baby, so tight... " he was delivering sweet kisses to your tights, his nose caressing your skin.

His finger felt so good... your hips moving on their on, seeking something.

Then he started moving it faster, harder, with his entire arm, in and out in.

"It feels so good Kookie, I want more baby!"

You wanted him, inside. Right now.

"I know baby, I'll give you everything you want... but I need to strech you out first. So be a good girl for me and cum like this."

He went back to your clit with a ferocious tongue, flicking it, licking and sucking with all he got while his fingers fastened their pace inside you. The wet sound of his fingers plunging inside of you loud in the room.

"Listen baby, how fucking wet you are" his breath right on your clit, sending shivers up your body.

You moaned at the vibration of his voice, making him moan back to you repeating the waves again.

The pleasure burning, ready to burst.

"Come one... let go baby. Cum for me babygirl." The strech of a third finger pushed you off the edge, making your body shake from the force of your release. Jungkook moaned as he could feel your walls tightening like a vice in his fingers as you gushed your juices on his tongue, his fingers never stopping, he changed the angle and fastened his pace eliciting a loud gasp from you.

"Found it" his eyes gaining a determined look.

"Found what? Oh fuck! What..?" This feeling. This feeling was fucking fantastic, a kind of euphoria that took your breath way, made you mind haze, your hips move at their own accord searching something that you don't even know.

Your moan getting louder, Jungkook hitting a spot inside of you over and over again with precision making tears run down your checks from pure pleasure, your moans turning to screams.

He was mesmerized by your beauty, your eyes screwed shut and mouth agape, tears wetting your pretty face making him proud of how good he was making you feel. Then he saw, the splash of cum wetting everything, his hand soaked and his tights too, the bed printed by the drops of it.

"Holy shit... fuck babygirl you squirted... so fucking pretty " his fingers never stopping, the waves of pleasure becoming to much, your body trembling at the first shocks of overstimulation

"Jungkook, too much... baby!"

Taking mercy of you, delicately slowing down and retrieving his fingers, sucking it, humming at your taste.

"So good baby... so fucking good"

You were embarrassed and so so horny and tired as fuck, hiding your face on his neck.

"Oh no no... no baby, that was amazing. I can't even express in words how much I want to ruin you right now, make you do it over and over again"

He mouth was on your you in a flash, the kiss slow and sensual, his towel forgotten on the floor now. Pulling you back to the lascivious feeling of his body on top of yours, the weight of him, the warmth, the smell, the feeling of his skin on yours. You loved every bit of it.

You felt so loved and protected with him, his hands on your head, gently combing through your hair while his lips took your breath away.

Kisses trailing down your chin to your neck, you could feel his cock against your tight, hot and heavy waiting for release. He was taking his time with you, but it was time for him to feel good too, so you moved your hand south, brushing the tip of your finger on his rock hard cock and his body shivered instantly, a breathy moan leaving his red lips. He's big... maybe a little too big, long and with a good girth and a pretty shade of pink . How's it gonna fit? He's gonna kill you, for sure. But it's going to be such a sweet death...

You took courage in his reaction, his moan making you want to hear more, so with a firmer touch you hold his shaft and give a long stroke from the bottom to top. His forehead rests now on your shoulder and his breath tickles your skin. You want to hear him, to make him lose control too, so you fasten lightly the pace on his cock, feeling him squirm above you. Your hand up and down, up and down while the other rest on the small of his back... giving a little twist on the head, running your finger on the sensitive spot just below the tip and you feel him tremble to hold himself, so you fasten even more, making him moan in the croak of you neck.

"Baby... slow down " his broken voice making you even wetter, his hips now thrusting into your hand, following your rhythm. It's like he's head is saying one thing and his body is doing the opposite. Your hand feel so small, but so soft and so fucking good on his cock, he's ruined for anyone else for sure!

"Ugh.. fuck stop y/N, I'm gonna cum" he's groaning now hand squeezing your waist leaving a mark behind for tomorrow.

You won't stop, not with him looking and sounding like this. And you're just making him feel good to, right? What could he do?

Well here's your answer.

You felt his teeth sink in your neck as a warning, then he took hold of your wrists and pinned them above your head while he took deep breaths to calm himself down. Once he open his eyes something shifted, they're hooded and darker.

"So my babygirl is a stubborn one." His voice is low, vibrating through your body. His hips settled between your legs with his heavy cock pressed on your pussy, his weight keeping you in place. His lips descend to your ear "Let's see how much."

Before you could process he has turned you on your stomic, pushing your legs open with his tights and one arm looped around your waist his other hand went straight to your soaked pussy making you jump at the sudden contact.

You realize that you can't move in this position, but he can.

His fingers unceremoniously play on your clit, fishing some wetness from your entrance time to time to make it everything messier.

He brings you ridiculously fast to your high, your hips trying to push back on his touch. When you feel the firsts tremors of your high he pulls his hand from you, his tights preventing you from closing your legs, he's basically mounting you at this point.

You whine immediately at the lost, searching any contact to releave the frustration.

"Why?! Jungkook..." your whines are sweet music to his ears.

"Just a little lesson baby..." his smirk evident in his voice. That smug tone that you want so badly to wipe off... if only you could reach for his cock...

Who would though, from really nervous to desperate for his cock on you in less than one hour. That's the Jungkook effect.

His hand was back on you, dexterous fingers working you up expertly again.

You wish you could hold back but you don't even know how, the pleasure from his actions to good to run away from.

Again you're close and each time he pulls back you get closer and closer faster.

After the third time your forearms give up and your upper half falls to the bed tired, frustrated. Your boyfriend's hand holding your hips up in place, while he cups you pussy with his entire hand to help subside de clenching from your walls.

He looks down at your form, exhausted. He wanted to make it sweet and slow but he couldn't hold back at the deviance in your eyes.

He's heart took pity on your whines and moans of his name and decided it was time to end your misery. Even if caused by him, but it was a good one... it was a lesson but helped to build up your pleasure too. You're gonna cum so hard.. His body is agitated just at the thought of it.

His hand came down to caress your back, trading circles on your skin.

"Please... p-please " that was your mantra on the past minutes.

"Shhhh... it's okay babygirl." He would bring it out of you...

"You're my good babygirl, aren't you baby?" His voice saccharine on your ears, full of love.

"I'm- yes I'm.. " you words tumbling on each other.

"That's it... are you ready my love?" Your body reacted before your mind could process, getting him closer.

"Not like this baby, I want to see you"

He turned you back, facing him again and after a kiss on your forehead he riches for the condom on the night stand, ripping the foil with his teeth and putting in on himself.

Even thought you're tired and frustrated and sweaty and so wet that the bed has a pull of you right now, you can't deny how gorgeous Jungkook is. He's marvelous, so beautiful...

His hair falling in tiny ringlets from the exertion and the remains of water still there mixed with his sweat, his toned body, his light honey skin, those sweet lips and freaking pretty eyes... eyes now that are looking at you in adoration.

He lowers himself down to your body again, one hand holding your tight to his waist while the other caress your hair softly.

"I love you" simple, deep and sincere.

"I love you too, so much" you respond with all your heart.

"Ready..?" He whispers to you, not wanting to disturb the atmosphere right now.

"More than ready" and with that you feel his hand touching your pussy and gathering some wetness to lub his cock, then he start to run his member on your pussy, parting your lips and accommodating his length in the warm skin. He rubs his nose on yours and then you feel it, his bulbous head parting you extremely slowly, but the strech is there. Burning like hell fire, cuz you're small and he is big big.

Your wetness helps to easy the friction but the strech is way more present than you thought. He senses your tension and stop moving.

"Hey... hey look at me. You're okay, what are feeling?" His eyes concerned and attentive.

"Its just... it burns. How is it gonna fit? You're too b- aaah.." your own moviment, trying to get more comfortable make his length move up a little more, his hand immediately holding your hips down to prevent any more discomfort for you.

"Baby, stop moving. Take a deep breath... it's okay" Suddenly a smile appears on his lips and you question why.

"I'm big baby? Is that what you were going to say?" The playfull energy lighting the mood.

"Jungkook, don't " your blushing checks making a triunfal return to the scene, for Jungkook's content.

"There it is... my pretty blushing checks"

He gives you a tender kiss on you lips "Relax for me, I'm gonna take care of you" a cute skimo kiss taking place "And I'll fit all right, babygirl"

Your mouth gaping at the sudden bold words, your pussy clenching around the tip of his cock, making him hiss at the tightness. Feeling another gush of your juices around him, he presses a little further in, his eyes on your face.

The inicial burn is still there, but hes being so attentive and going so slow that it must be torture for him, but he does it for you. Half way in he stops, checking your expressions.

"It feels better, strange but better... please keep going Kookie"

How could he deny anything from you, he would give you the world if you wanted.

"Are you feeling good baby? How does it feel?"

He says pushing further and further, almost there... You're so warm and dripping wet and so fucking tight. How can you be so tight? He's doing everything in his power not to explode inside of you.

"Full, it feels so full... You're so deep" you say timidly.

"It's gonna feel even deeper baby, just a bit more to go"

More? Oh my fucking...

With a kiss on your lips he bottoms out making you moan loud for him, trapped in his lips.

"Shit! Oh fuck.. Jungkook" you shout out at the feeling of him so deep that you don't even comprehend how far up he is, the sensation new and so so so good. He stays still enjoying your warmth and giving you time to adjust.

"You did so good baby, so good... that's my good girl, are you okay?"

"I'm.. I'm good. I need you to move"

Move he would, carefully at the beginning. Letting you feel him and him feel you. The praises falling from his lips like drops of honey. Making your body relax and receive him like a piece of a puzzle. He's pleasure was not far too, but he needed you to cum first.

So his fingers were back to your clit pushing you off the cliff into a see of pure bliss. Your moans turning to almost screams now from how sensitive you are, your high not as strong as the other ones but still making you shake. At the throws of the moment you let out an almost inaudible word... but your boyfriend's catches, he always does.

"Louder, tell me. You're daddy's babygirl, come on. What's my name baby?" So you let it out for him...

"Daddy!" He groans at the way you say it, how the word rolls from your lips sounding so sweet and so dirty at the same time...

"Fuck yes. Just a little more babygirl, a little more... almost there..."

You clenched your walls hard and he convulsed on top of you, his thrusts irregular and fast trying to prolong his deserved high. The hot feeling of him releasing his load inside the condom making everything a little more warmer.

"Fuck I love you, so much"

"I love you too"

Two breathless confessions on your soaked sheets. After a while, he was still inside of you, you see a mischievous smile appear again, oh here we go.. what now?

"The sheets are soaked babygirl..."

Don't blush, don't blush.

Oh shit.

"There it is..."

"Hey! You have to stop doing this, its not fair!" You little angry face makes him laught, long and true and then you forget why you were angry."Okay..." he says before kissing you to distract you from him pulling out. He gets up and trying to detangle himself from you, who's attached to his arms like a life saver.

"I'll be right back, just a minute baby" his giggles are the most pretty thing on earth, oh my God you just want to squish him so hard. Kind of a violent love you have, but all in name of his cuteness. No harm, fellas. You hear a ruffling and some water, then he's back with a boxer, one of his t-shirts and towel.

"Okay lady... come here" he's beside you, spreading you tights and then you get it that hes intending to clean you up.

"What? No baby.. no I can do it" you say as you try to grab the warm towel.

"Baby, let me. You're tired and all sore." You don't miss the almost imperceptible smirk on his face. He's proud, that little shit.

"And besides... I've already seen every little piece of you"

The gasp you let out, oh girl... sucked the air of the room.

"And kissed..." that damn smile of his.

"And touched..." one cute kiss on your knee.

"And licked" his eyes piercing on yours.

"Oh my God, stop! JUNGKOOK!"

He's laughing and smooching you like a baby now "Annnnnngh you're so cute baby"

After some little kisses, he manages to clean you, put his shirt on you and its immediately spooning you into his warm body, sleep pulling you in, but you can hear in the distance...

"I love you..."

#bts smut #jungkooksmut #jungkook smut #bts x reader #bts ask #bts imagines #jungkook is cute #im back #such a lovely baby #ask

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Love and Medicine ~ 1

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Word Count: 2,300ish

Summary: You begin your intern year at Avengers Medical Center

You let out a little groan as you turned around. You immediately knew you were naked as the cold wood floor sent chills down your bare body. Slowly opening your eyes, you took in your surroundings. You were home, in the house you had just inherited, boxes still pilled high around the living room you were laying in. Suddenly, someone else groaned beside you. You teased, clenching your eyes shut. The headache you had been ignoring since you woke finally broke free and you realized that your late night drunkenness must have caused you to bring a guy home.

You let out a long breath as you reopened your eyes and looked over at the hopefully-still-asleep man beside you. He wasn’t bad looking at all. You had really done well. He was blonde with a chiseled body. He had to have been at least six foot, which didn’t hurt. He was naked though, all out in the open on your living room floor. Cringing, you sat up, pulling one blanket from the couch to quickly cover yourself before standing and pulling one over him. You stood up silently, and began making your way out of the room. It was your first day of your intern year as a doctor, you couldn’t afford to be late.

You successfully made it to the doorway of the living room without a sound before the floorboard beneath you creaked. You should there, frozen, closing your eyes in hopes that the man sleeping behind you wouldn’t wake. You could hear him turn over, letting a small moan out of his mouth. Waiting a few more seconds, you started going again.

“You know…” the man started, clearly in his morning voice, “it’s usually rude to disappear on someone after spending a night with them.”

You quickly spun around to see him, still laying on his stomach, looking up at you with a sly grin.

“Well,” you cleared your throat, “it’s my house, so it’s not that rude.”

He stood up, not grabbing the blanket as quick as he should have, letting you have another look at him. When you met his eyes again, it was clear that you had been caught staring and that he was enjoying it.

“Why the rush to silently get out of here?” He asked, tucking the blanket around his waist. “Have a husband or a boyfriend you have to hurry and get ready for?”

“Neither,” you responded, tightening your hold on the blanket covering you. “I’m running late for my first day of work. So, if we’re done here, you should go.”

“We don’t have to be done here.”

“I think we do.” You kicked up his shirt, grabbing it, and throwing him at it. “You need to go.” He caught his shirt, slipping it on slowly over his clear cut abs. “So, um, goodbye… um…”

“Steve,” he reached his hand out.

“Steve. Right,” you shook his hand. “Y/N.”

“Y/N.” He smiled. It almost took your breath away, but you couldn’t let it show.

“Yeah.”

“Nice meeting you.”

“Yeah. Bye, Steve.”

You fled up the stairs, hoping that by the time you were done getting ready, Steve would be gone.

~~~

You made it to the Avengers Medical Center just in time to meet up with the other interns in your year. The Chief of Surgery, Dr. Nicholas J. Fury, was leading a small tour to the ORs. He started talking as the interns took in the OR.

“Each of you comes here hopeful. Wanting in on the game. A month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors. Today, you are the doctors,” Fury stated. “The seven years you spend here as a surgical resident will be the best and worst of your life. You will be pushed to the breaking point. Look around you. Say hello to your competition. Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure. Two of you will be asked to leave. This is your starting line. This is your arena. How well you play? That's up to you.”

He then told each of the interns which resident they were assigned to. You got Dr. Gamora. All of the interns were then taken to the locker room, where each of you were assigned a locker and given scrubs to change into and start your long day.

“Only ten women out of thirty,” you muttered as you slipped your scrubs on.

“Yeah,” the woman with fiery red hair next to you responded. “I heard that one of them was a model. Seriously, like that’s going to help with the respect thing?”

“You’re Natasha, right?”

She nodded. “You’re Y/N?”

“Mhm,” you hummed.

“Which resident did you get assigned to? I got Gamora.”

“Me too.”

“You got Gamora?” A male intern repeated beside you. “So did I. At least we’ll all be tortured together, right? I’m Clint Barton, uh, we met at the mixer. You had a dress with a slit up the side, those shiny heels…” You and Natasha exchanged looks. “Now you think I’m gay.”

“Uh-huh,” Natasha hummed, heading out the door.

“No, I’m not gay! It’s, ah, it’s just that, you know, you were, I mean… You were very unforgettable,” Clint rambled as you both followed after Natasha. You shot him a sympathetic smile before hurrying to catch up with Natasha. “And I’m totally forgettable.”

“Barton, L/N, Romanoff, Valkyrie, Lang,” a doctor called at the door way.

“Gamora?” Natasha questioned that doctor that called you.

“End of the hall.”

The five of you that were called began walking. At the end of the hall, you saw a pretty woman working on paperwork. She didn’t look as threatening as you had heard she was.

“That’s Dr. Gamora?” Natasha wondered.

“From what I heard, I thought she’d look scarier,” the other male in your group of five said. You guessed it was Scott Lang.

“Yeah,” Clint agreed. “I thought she’d be… well, bigger.”

“Same,” you added.

“Maybe it’s professional jealousy,” a woman in your group suggested, Valkyrie, you presumed. “Maybe she’s brilliant, and they say things about her because they’re jealous. Maybe she’s really nice.”

“Please don’t tell me you’re the model,” Natasha said.

“Wait…” Clint said, looking at Nat. “I thought you were the model.”

Valkyrie shot Natasha a look before turning to Dr. Gamora with an extended hand. “Hi, I’m Valkyrie, but everyone calls me Val.”

Gamora looked her up and down, not even moving to shake Val’s hand. “I have five rules,” Gamora stated, clearly unimpressed already. “Rule number one, don’t bother sucking up, I already hate all of you, that’s not gonna change.” She turned and pointed to things on the counter. “Trauma protocol, phone lists, pagers. Nurses will page you, you answer every page at a run. A run, that's rule number two. Your first shift starts now and lasts forty-eight hours.”

Gamora began walking away with you and the others quickly following, after each of you have grabbed the things off the counter.

“You’re interns, grunts, nobodies, bottom of the surgical food chain, you run labs, write orders, work every second night till you drop and don’t complain!” She continued. Gamora led you to a door, opening it to reveal a room with bunk beds. “On call rooms. Attendings hog them, sleep when you can, where you can, which brings me to rule number three, if I'm sleeping, don't wake me, unless your patient is actually dying. Rule number four, the dying patient better not be dead when I get there, not only would you have killed someone, you would have also woke me for no good reason, we clear?” There was a brief pause before you nervously raised your hand. “Yes.”

“You said five rules,” you tried to hold back a cringe as you spoke up. “That was only four.”

Suddenly, Gamora’s pager beeped. “Rule number five. When I move, you move.” She ran down the corridor, followed by you and the other interns. “Get out of my way!” She yelled at a few doctor’s blocking the hallway.

You had the others followed Gamora to the ER. There was a bustling trauma room that the six of you entered. There was a young female on the stretcher, already being hooked to the machines.

“What’ve we got?” Gamora asked.

“Savannah Chase, fifteen year old female,” the paramedic still in the room stated. “New onset seizures, intermittent for the past week. ID lost en route. Started gran mal seizing when the ambulance pulled up.”

“Alright, get her on her side, Val, ten milligrams Diazepam.” Val started to do as she was directed while the rest of you watched. “No, no, the white lead is on the right, righty whitey, smoke over fire, a large bore IV. Don’t let the blood haemolyse, let’s go!”

Val injected the young woman with the diazepam and she stopped seizing. A new Doctor entered the room.

“So I heard we got a wet fish on dry land?” The man asked.

“Absolutely Dr. Banner,” Gamora responded.

“Dr. Gamora, I’m gonna shotgun her.”

“That means every test in the book, CT, CBC, chem seven, a tox screen,” Gamora clarified for the interns. “Natasha, you’re on labs, Clint, patient workups, Y/N, get Savannah for a CT, she’s your responsibility now.” Gamora began to walk away.

“Wait,” both Val and Lang called out. Gamora turned back around.

“What about us?” Val asked.

“You two—honey, you get to do rectal exams.”

~~~

You were currently in an elevator with Savannah, the patient, trying to find your way to CT. Since it was your first day at the medical center, you didn’t know where anything was and you were too stubborn to ask.

“You’re lost,” Savannah stated.

“I’m not lost,” you defended. “How are you feeling?”

“How do you think I’m feeling? I’m missing my pageant.”

“You’re missing your pageant.” You wheeled her out of the elevator and around a corner, still not knowing where you were headed.

“The Manhattan Teen Miss? I was in the top ten after the first two rounds. This is my year. I could’ve won.” Savannah sat up as she was wheeled back around the same way. “Hello? You’re so lost. What are you, like, new?”

“I’m— just tell me what happened.”

“I twisted my ankle. I do rhythmic gymnastics, which is like, really cool. Nobody else does it. And I tripped over my ribbon, and I didn't get stuck with someone this clueless. And that was like, a nurse.”

You gritted your teeth, trying not to be over-the-line rude to a patient on your first day. It took you almost another forty five minutes to find CT. You helped her with the scan before taking her back to a room. Before you knew it, it was lunch time. You grabbed some food from the cafeteria, finding your group of interns alone at a table.

“Savannah Chase is a pain in the ass,” you grumbled as you sat down with your tray. “If I hadn't taken the Hippocratic oath, I'd Kevorkian her with my bare hands.” The others around her just stared. “What?”

“Good afternoon interns,” a new doctor came up. “I’m Dr. Maria Hill. It’s posted, but I thought I’d share the good news personally. As you know, the honor of performing the first surgery is reserved for the intern that shows the most promise. As I’m running the OR today, I get to make that choice. I’ve been watching you all and I have to say, you’re all something. The intern I’ve chosen is, Scott Lang.”

Scott coughed up the drink he had been taking. “M-me?” He questioned.

“You’ll scrub in for an appendectomy this afternoon. Congratulations.” Then she left.

“Did she say me?”

“I can’t believe you were chosen over me,” Natasha grumbled. “It’s already clear that I’m a better surgeon that you.”

“Did she say… I’m sorry. What?”

~~~

After lunch, you went back to Savannah’s room to take care of her. As you did, a man and a woman, not doctors, came in.

“Savannah, honey, mom and dad are here,” the woman said, coming over to Savannah’s bedside.

“They gave her a sedative for the CT scan, so she’s a little groggy,” you informed them.

“Will she be alright?” The mother asked.

“Our doctor at home said she might need an operation, is that true?” The father wondered.

“What kind of operation?”

“She’s, um, well, you know what,” you tried your best to sound professional through your nervous stuttering, “I’m not, I’m not the doctor, uh. I am a doctor, but I’m not Savannah’s doctor, so I’ll go get him for you.”

You quickly left the room to go find Gamora. Thankfully, she was at the nurses desk just outside of the room. You hurried over but were too nervous to start speaking.

“What?” Gamora questioned, not looking up from the paperwork she was doing.

“Savannah’s parent’s have questions,” you responded. “Do you talk to them, or do I ask Banner?”

“No, Banner’s off of the case. Savannah belongs to the new attending now, Dr. Rogers, he’s over there.”

You follow in the direction that Gamora gestured to. You only made it a few steps before freezing. The man Gamora gestured to was talking to another doctor. But that wasn’t the reason you froze. Dr. Rogers was none other than your one night stand, Steve. Your eyes widened and you turned to go, but it was too late. Steve glanced your way, having to do a double take. You quickly left, feeling his eyes on the back of you.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.”

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