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duckymcdoorknob · 4 months

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𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 18: 𝓜𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬

ITS MY FAVORITE BOY AGAIN 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

NOBODY EVEN SPEAAAAAK OMG MY BABYYYY 😍😍❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I had to throw Lee Finral in there… Oopsies.

Oh no! Angst queen struck again and made it h/c! Whatever will you do?!

Anyways. Welcome back to tkcember. We’re about halfway through these fics. I’ve got 9 left after this.

—this do have some tickles below the cut ngl—

Tags: @chrimsss @giggly-squiggily @rachi-roo

It was no surprise that sometimes Asta got into a funk. He’s never once cried in front of his team, and he tries to stay as chipper as he can, but sometimes he just has his days.

This particular day had been absolutely horrid, with the young boy accidentally waking an hour later than he usually did. This threw his entire schedule off kilter.

He had to train twice as fast, which made his muscles sore and tender. He hobbled inside of the base, holding his sore shoulder. (2,000 swings really did a number on his dominant arms.

He missed breakfast and had to ask Charmy to cook something for him with his tail between his legs—Of course, the woman didn’t much mind, always happy to provide a meal.

He wordlessly ate his late breakfast and sighed. Maybe the rest of the day would be better?

To his dismay, it was very much not.

Asta ran his face through his hands as he took a bathroom breaks few hours later. It wasn’t fair. Why was the universe so against him? He had to hold in his anguish so he wouldn’t take out his frustrations on his teammates. He smacked his cheeks a few times and plastered on a smile.

“It’ll be okay! It’s just like a game of pretend. As long as I keep smiling, nobody will notice anything’s going wrong!” he chimed to himself in the mirror.

He finished washing his hands and exited the bathroom. His smile was painfully fake, but nobody who wasn’t focused on him would notice.

What he didn’t know is that his senior had heard his “affirmation” through the door as he passed by…

The whole squad sat down for lunch: rice, meat, and peas—courtesy of Charmy— with some almond sugar cookies for dessert—courtesy of Gordon.

Asta’s eyes lit up as he noticed the cookies; things were definitely making a turn for the better.

Anyone attentive would have easily noticed Asta’s off behavior. He was unusually quiet, and eating very carefully. (He did not want to risk dropping ANYTHING. Gods know that would likely be his last straw and he’d start crying right here and now.)

The anti-magic user finished his bowl of food and engaged in light conversation, only replying in short sentences. Finral watched his junior with a slight frown; Asta looked so uncomfortable, and had that stupid fake smile plastered on his face.

When it was time for the cookies to go around, the ash-blonde reached excitedly for one. As he brought it up to his mouth, it cracked in half and fell on the ground.

All eyes turned to look at him in confusion. Normally, he would’ve whined and reached for another one, but the boy’s chest was heaving a bit as his lip wobbled.

‘Not good’ Finral thought as he opened a tiny portal near his waist. The other end of the portal appeared at the same height on Asta’s side.

As tears pricked the corners of the anti-magic user’s eyes, they were quickly blinked away as a squeak left his lips. A pinch to his side had brought him back to reality. “Aaaaaa! I dropped it! Gimme another one! Please please pleeeeeease!!” He had tried acting like he normally did and made grabby hands at Noelle, who promptly scoffed and put one directly between his teeth. “fenk yew!”

The spatial mage smiled. Mission accomplished.

Asta ate the cookie happily, and Finral could tell that it instantly improved his mood a bit. Though, as his senior, he couldn’t help but be a bit mischievous… The brunette waited until the boy had finished chewing then opened another portal. He skittered his fingers across Asta’s stomach.

The ash-blonde giggled and slapped a hand over his mouth, glaring daggers at his senior. Finral smiled innocently at him, waving with the hand that was not currently tickling the boy.

“What are you doing?” he hissed, “this is so nohohot fahahair!”

Finral held a finger to his lips and grinned sweetly. He let two fingers pinch around the anti-magic user’s torso. Asta rested his head on the table as he giggled quietly.

Vanessa cocked an eyebrow at the resident feral child being uncharacteristically quiet. Her gaze shifted to Finral, whom she noticed had his hand through a hidden portal. She smiled in realization as she saw Asta’s shoulders heaving with laughter; Finral really was a really sweet guy.

The brunette snaked his hand under Asta’s grey tee shirt and traced his fingers up and down the swordsman’s sides and middle.

“Fihihihinrahahal.” The ash-blonde whined sotto voce, “Ihihihit tihihihickles!”

“What did you say, idiot?” Noelle quipped, turning her attention to him. It was at that point that she noticed the portal, and Asta’s giggling figure. Her face flushed as she went quiet. Asta looked… adorable like this!

“Fihihihinrahahal- plehehehease.”

Noelle looked at Finral until he caught her eye. She looked around the table to make sure all other parties were distracted before pointing to her own underarms.

The spatial mage smiled and shot her a wink of understanding. He mirrored the girl’s actions, taking notice of how many were watching. It seemed that Vanessa, Noelle, and Gordon had caught on and were spectating his little game.

Now, Finral was not an evil person; there wasn’t a lick of malice in his body. But he had to get Asta back for not respecting his authority all of those times… He had to find a way to get everyone to notice how giggly the ash-blonde had become.

It was time to go for the kill. He opened another portal and snaked his other hand under the boy’s shirt, bringing both up to tickle under his arms.

Asta squealed loudly and sank in his chair as he giggled helplessly. “Fihihihinrahahahal! Stahahahappihihihit!”

“Ey, Wheels, what’re you doin’ to the kid?” Yami asked, standing up and walking to the spatial mage.

“Nothing sir! I’m not sure what’s going on!” The brunette feigned innocence, trying to hide the portals he had made with the rest of his body.

“Ohhhh so that’s what’s happening?” Yami Cheshire grinned, “Let’s see if you can take what you can dish out.”

“Yami, no! Wait, hold on! Let’s have a civil, adult conversAHAHAHAHATIOHOHOHOHON! WAHAHAHAHAIT!”

The entire squad had definitely discovered the game, unfortunately at the expense of poor Finral’s dignity. The two mages laughed helplessly as the rest watched them with smiles.

After a few minutes, both parties were completely exhausted, with Asta lasting longer than Finral… as usual… In the spatial mage’s defense, Yami was absolutely ruthless, and went for his death spot immediately.

Everyone started to clear from the table, helping Charmy to clean up—or running away from duties in Luck and Magna’s case— and rinsing the dishes off.

Finral quickly grabbed four cookies from the platter, portaling them to his nightstand for later. He scribbled a note onto a napkin and portaled it into Asta’s lap, disappearing to his room shortly after.

When the ash-blonde had gone to stand up and take a break in his room, he noticed the small napkin and opened it as he walked the halls toward his bedroom.

‘My door is always open if you wanted to tell me what’s troubling you. Sorry about earlier… I couldn’t stand to see you fake smiling and not do something about it’

The boy’s threatening tears returned to prick the corners of his eyes as he turned on his heel toward his senior’s room.

When the ash-blonde arrived, the door opened to reveal a sympathetic-looking Finral, holding a cookie in his hand. The boy fell forward into the brunette’s chest, causing him to portal the cookie to safety. He knelt down and wrapped his arms around the boy, kicking the door shut with his foot.

“Don’t hold back,” he murmured, rubbing Asta’s back reassuringly, “Tell me what’s going on, Asta. It’s okay, just cry it out…”

So, he did.

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boizandgurlzinthehouse · 2 years

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𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝

word count: 1.192 warnings: just fluff, jimmy is a 'sneaky bastard', max can't handle pets and loves y/n too much, hope y'all will like it <33

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max loved to find his life so precious like this.

in the middle of the night, with y/n in his arms, his big hands basically covering her back, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair and exhaling the warm breath beside her ear, egging the girl to snuggle into his chest more and more. her tiny hands rested between them, in a lazy fist like a tiny cat when it wants to protect itself —but ironically, this was the sign of her comfort. it was 4am, y/n's body seeked comfort and warm from him, and it was comfortably hot under the sheets, everywhere else in the room is cold and dark —max loved this atmosphere. he was home in netherlands, with the love of his life in his arms after the world championship he won, able to call himself a world champion at the age of 24. he wanted to show y/n his beautiful homeland and celebrate, sharing the joy and happiness just between each other, far from the world's noises.

max closed his eyes, cradling betwen his fingers y/n's hair, lifting one strand, he was a little bit dizzy, but he succesfully didn't pull her hair and kissed the y/h/c hair. y/n wasn't just extra beautiful, shining trough everybody in the racing weekends, but she was the most devoted person max ever knew. max met y/n when they were eighteen years old, and while y/n searched her place in the world, she was mesmerized by may's stubborness, and decided to help him in everything while she runs for her own dreams too, learning to be a graphic developer at the fia to be close to max always. y/n was there all his grand pixes, and although she didn't know shit about the sport in the first races, she gave in everything when it came to paying attention on what's going on at the tracks. she learned from the red bull's physiotherapist on which muscles needed to be tended, and talked to max's trainers, knowing about how max trains and she tried to eat as clean as he —she even tried not to eat sweets, but max's heart clenched from her cuteness when he catched her making herself pancakes, and trying to hide because "she didn't wanted to crucify him with these treats".

oh, schatje, you're just adorable, aren't you?

max sighed, ready to pull the blanket further on himself and y/n —but his body thought otherwise. maybe he drank too much water before sleep.

leaving y/n for a few moments, coming back from the bathroom, he passed sassy, who began to wake up, and sneak around the house. max knew that when a cat wakes up, the next sleeping time is far, far away, that's why he closed fast the door —he wanted a couple more hours of sleep, not to mention y/n, who worked for nearly 20 hours because of her upcoming project (what was incredible, by the way if you ask max).

padding back to the bed, max noticed a strange dark spot on the bed —what the hell, he thought, but as he walked further, his shoulders slumped down exhaustingly.

jimmy invaded his spot. the sweet, warm spot beside y/n.

max tried not to wake up the cat, but he wanted to be close to y/n too. jimmy was instantly obsessed with y/n since the first time they met, jimmy let her brush his stomach and pushed his head to y/n's face or leg, circling around her leg in an eight-figure while she did... literally anything.

"come on, jimmy, don't be such a cockblock", he muttered, trying to gently toss the cat away, so he could lie down. jimmy meowed, crawling back. "no, please, don't, it's my place. now go away."

after a couple of minutes, talks and a little more meows, max thought he's gonna sleep on the couch, but he suddenly heard a faint voice.

"maxie, where are you?"

y/n reached her hand out for max, but when she found only jimmy's fur, she blinked her eye open —she noticed max too in front of the bed.

"maxie, why are you there? and why is jimmy here?"

"well, as you can see, jimmy... took my place." max muttered, getting a tired chuckle from y/n. "don't laugh love, it's serious. do something, please!"

"me? why mee? it's- it's your cat... jimmy is yours..." she mumbled, getting back to sleep.

"no, he obviously likes you better than he likes me." jimmy meowed at this, giving a sign that he's in this agreement with max. "but not as much as me, though." a new, louder meow, jimmy was out of this agreement.

"okay, i get it... maxie, do i gonna get more kisses if jimmy lets you here?"

max's lungs and stomach warmed, his heart swarmed at the thought of y/n's soft, warm skin on her cheeks.

"as many as you want, baby."

y/n smiled a little bit, brushing jimmy's turtle-patterned, short fur. jimmy meowed at her, laning into her touch, turning from his stomach to his back, showing her his tummy as where to touch. max sighed.

"jimmy, you sneaky bastard", max muttered, but y/n heard it, and giggled at him.

"uno momento, baby", she whispered, then she glazed her pinter finger from the top of his head, down to the beginning of his tail. max never saw miracle like that —jimmy rolled to y/n, then brushing his head to her forehead and temple one last time, he crawled on the other side of y/n. "now, are you coming or not, maxie?"

max didn't wait to jimmy to see a new opportunity, so he climbed in, wrapping his arms around y/n, not quitting his promise, pressing soft kisses all over her face —her forehead, her temples that held so much tension sometimes that max wanted to make disappear, her t-line that always was so soft and spotless, her cheeks, her eyebrows, her soft eyelid and long eyelashes, her pretty nose, brushing his lips from y/n's t-line down to the place between her nose and upper lip, then her lips —the cloud-soft, pretty lips max could gently chew on for an eternity. he couldn't get enough, but slowly felt the sleeping getting back to him.

"you're the best at kissing, maxie. you're the only one who knows how to kiss me, love" y/n mumbled, but max wasn't sure that she said that directly, or in her dreams, they were at his already--secretly-planned date on the isle of texel, giving each other soft kisses while snuggling closer to each other under a warm blanket, eating warm oliebollen and stroopwafels. wrapping his arms tighter around her, he enjoyed the feeling when y/n's head found it's way under his chin, in his chest.

the last thing max heard was jimmy's low meow. y/n ducked her head under the blanket, and he tried to nod, the last thing on his mind and his lip,

"yeah, jimmy, i love y/n too. more than anything."

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spikesbimbo · 3 years

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Maneater

♢ make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love.

Paring: timeskip,sugar daddy!yaku x f!reader

Tags: established relationship, sugar baby!reader, overstim, face riding, squirting, anal play (fingering) , nipple play, spanking, pussyjob

wc: 1.7k

a/n: italics is him speaking russian

♢ ♢ for the ditsy ‘n diamonds collab.!

18+ minors dni

“C’mere pretty girl, lemme see.” He said, leaning back onto the bed frame. Arms spread out waiting for you to walk out of your closet, eyes focused on the view of his penthouse while he waited. Time ticking by slowly on his watch as he grew more impatient by the second.

“Like this, daddy?” Your voice breaking him out of his trance, head turning to see you. Eyes instantly locking on your figure, body clad in pretty silk as you made your way towards him. Twirling as you bent over, hands already reaching for your ass.

“Yeah….fuck.” Licking his dry lips, mouth being embarrassingly open the whole time. Having no shame, eyeing up your pretty little cunt, so soft and wet for him.

Hes been so good to you; buttering you up, happy girls fuck better. Doesn't like seeing his baby all sad and mopey so he gives you his card and tells you to go wild with it. Coming back home, clinging onto his arm as he walked you to his car, the chilling wind not bothering you with his coat resting on your shoulders.

Grabbing your ring covered hand in his, resting on your thigh, making no effort to reach further but you still felt your nerves rise. Pretty little pussy all wet from getting so excited. Showing him off the new clothes you got, putting on a little runway show for him. Cunt peeking out from that tiny dress he bought you, no panties as usual..

“Want me to kiss it better, baby?” His gentle words tingling into your ear, hands sneaking there way up your dress. “Want daddy to eat that little cunt until you can't think anymore? Just ask, sweetheart. C’mon, beg.” His hands trailing up your thighs as you stood over him, chin resting on your stomach as he looked up at you, feeling your squirm in his touch. Nervously smiling as you tried your hardest to speak under his gaze.

“Y-yes please, yaku.”

“You want it that bad, sweetheart? He asked, running the tip of his fingers over you slit, letting out a mumbled squeal as you stumbled into him. Pulling you onto his lap, thighs resting around his as you led his hands all over you, not being able to resist the little moan escaping your mouth as he adjusted his knee. Grin widening as you hid your face into his collar.

“Mhmm.” you whined, curling your hands into him, newly done nails leaving imprints behind as your tennis bracelets dangled onto his chest.

Leaning back onto the bed as he dragged you with him, straddling his hips as he lifted your tiny little dress above your head, tossing it the side, seeing the mess you were already making on his pants. “Fuck, you’re so wet. That all for me?

Sheepishly nodding, head face his chest as his gaze never left you, hands resting on the top of your thighs. “C’mere baby, want you to sit that little cunt on my face.”

“W-wha-” His words throwing you off guard, the way he could say that so shamelessly making your thighs clench together.

“Don't make me spank your pretty ass of yours until you're a crying mess again.” His impatience rising once more, dragging you up there. Body not resisting as his breath was blowing on your clit, whimpers leaving your mouth as you jerked in his hold.

“Such a baby, desperate for my attention but you don't even know how to act when you get it. I don't have to take days off for you, but I do. You're such a spoiled little thing, aren't you princess?”

“N-no, no im not!” Eyes stinging with tears as you embarrassingly got wetter.

“Really?” he mumbled into your clit, his ring covered working its way up your thigh, the tingling sensation the cold making you shiver. “Because you sure act like one.” His fingers teasing at your entrance as you were already sobbing, soft lips kissing your needy cunt. Hands gripping onto the headboard, supporting your trembling body.

Cries leaving your mouth as his groans were not helping, the vibrations along with the feeling of feeling full, but not full enough had you growing greedy. A squeal escaping your lips as his middle finger made its way into your ass, shoving his finger all the way in until his knuckles were pressed against your flesh, curling into you ruthlessly, shaking hand moving down to grip his hair. “ya-”

Feeling his smile under you, shameless grinding on his face, cilt rubbing between his nose and lips as you desperately tried to get yourself off. “y-yak-, daddy. m’gonna -cum”

His fingers fucking into both of your holes, thrusting into you so hard your body is moving with them. His other hand grabbing you tits, pinching your nipples while his mouth was abusing your clit. Head falling back, eyes rolling with it, incoherent words coming out as your body froze, hands still moving as your body twitched. Losing sight and all other senses for a few seconds, only feeling yourself fall into him, chest resting on his head.

“Fuck pretty girl, you just came all over me.” He groaned, eyes lingering on your fucked out body. “Such a messy little girl, sweetheart.”

“Want more, want you daddy, please” you croaked out into his ear.

“You want daddy’s cock that badly, baby?”

“Yeah…” You whimpered, voice all soft and sweet now. Mind foggy with lust as you gripped onto him. “Please yaku.”

He flipped you over, body being compliant with him as he pushed your knees to your chest, pulling his boxers down enough to free his cock. Eyes trying their best to stay open while he used his hand to stoke it a few times, standing straight up against his stomach.

Sliding his hands up along your sides, thumbs grazing over your nipples grabbing the soft flesh in his hands, bringing his lips down to them. Placing kisses all over, tongue wrapping around your nipple, your dainty gold necklace getting caught up in his mouth, teeth gently tugging on both of them. A line of spit breaking as he pulled away. Keening at the sensation, heavy weight resting on your stomach as you felt his cock grow against you.

Sliding his length along your soaked cunt, the wetness making it glisten, the tip nudging your clit and teasingly tapping your hole with every thrust. His hand lifting up your thighs, pulling you closer to him, hearing your whines as you shamelessly rutted your hips into his.

“Aww, baby… you gonna cum just from that,?” Shaking your head fastly, words not coming out quick enough as your hands grabbed onto his.

“Feeling empty?” As if he read your mind, not surprising you in the slightest. “You need daddy to take care of you in every way don't you, hm?” He said angling his cock down and shoving the tip into your cunt, barely fitting inside.

Your body convulsing at just the touch, pure need overtaking you as you shoved yourself the rest of the way down his cock. A cry of pain and pleasure leaving your mouth as you felt his hand slap against your thighs.

“Though you said you were gonna be a good girl. I was gonna take my time with you, but I guess not anymore….Gonna make them tears fall pretty again.”

His hands gripping you tighter as he started thrusting into you, already sounding so lewd. You moans roaming around the room, wet slapping sounds getting him harder as your back arched. Blood rushing to your head, trying to find the orgasm that was so close. Shuddering as his pace got relentless, quickly sliding into and out of you, his tip barely being out before his balls slapped your ass.

“D-da-”

“No, baby..” he groaned, trying to hold himself back. “Not until daddy says you can.”

Eyes watering as your muscles tightened up. Hands moving to his neck, sliding up to his hair. Knuckles going white as your grip didn't loosen, trying to catch your breath as he kept fucking the gasps out of you.

"Fuck-" You whimpered, trying to stay still as he rutted into you faster, fingernails matching your knuckles. "I- can’t daddy, i can't!" you choked out. Head falling back once again, vision going black.

“d-daddy, please…” you whined, opening your eyes to catch his. Pretty little pout on your face as he moved his lips to yours.

“What? You gonna cum, baby?” His hot breath whispered into your mouth..

“B-but you said…” You sobbed, tears making your mascara run all over the place. “Please yaku, need it... need to c-ah, cum…”

“Be a good girl, and cum for me baby.” Your hesitantness easily caught by him, the look of worry in your eyes, not fully understand if what you heard was right.

His hand grabbing your jaw, turning your head to make you look at him. “Cum”

Back arching at the words, the same feeling all over again.. His thrusts not stopping, hips still slamming into yours. The feeling of overstimulation making you shake and cry, rocking back and forth until he can feel the wet heat dripping between you two.

Finally pulling back as your body was limp under his, flipping you over again now resting on his chest. Leaning against the bed frame as you curled up into him, still looking unpleased after he made you cum for the 3rd time.

“Why are you still pouting, hm?”

“I- im not.” You said trying to hide your face, lips puckering up more.

His gaze on your made you ease up, looking into his eyes, heat rising into your face as you opened your mouth. “You pulled out ...“

“Oh my god, baby.” He said pulling you towards him, pushing back slightly. “Stop, daddy.” You said, trying to assert yourself, looking like the prettiest mess he's ever seen in his life. “You know how I feel.”

He looked down into your sad, pleading eyes feeling his lips pull up in smirk, dick already growing hard again at the thought. Fuck you were so cute. Leaning down into your ear, voice hot and raspy as he muttered out.

“Okay, princess. I’ll give you what you want, but…. you have to do something for me first.”

#yaku x reader #yaku morisuke x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu smut #hq smut #yaku smut #hq x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n

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asimpletroll · 3 years

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(A) (M) Chisaki Kai X (O) (F) Reader

You?

You were the Omega who had been stinking up his base for the last month?

YOU?

"-so sorry, so so sorry, I didn't see you, I was looking for Eri, Rappa startled her again, I swear I didn't mean to bump you-" You babble at Chisaki, close to your heat and scared of every Alpha in the base at the moment. You don't realize how his eyes have zeroed in on you, you're too busy cowering against the wall, trying to apologize and make sure he doesn't hit you, or worse.

"Be quiet." You immediately shut up, your throat feeling constricted even though he didn't use his Alpha tone or his Quirk on you, you look at him with watering (e/c) orbs as he strides over, taking off his coat slowly. "Your slick is dripping. I'll have someone else look for Eri, you need to get to your nest."

"...I...I live in the barracks, I-I can't-"

"Then come with me." He wraps an arm around you with care he never uses, making sure to keep his coat (you're so small it drops nearly to your knees, and Chisaki is swooning on the inside at how cute you look) between the two of you and wrapped securely around you so that no one else sees your current...predicament.

Chisaki notices your fear increasing, almost every step towards his private wing making you pump out more and more fear in your scent.

Normally, he can't even smell you, which is mildly disappointing to him because you smell citrus-y and a little sweet, but it was always very subtle and clean.

Now, all he could smell was your fear, and the urge to hole you away from everyone and everything was making him very twitchy as he opens the door to his wing.

You instinctively pause upon the threshold, your Omega screaming that this means this Alpha likes you, that it was time to Mate. Chisaki waits for you patiently, knowing the battle you're fighting and being fascinated by the micro-expressions racing through you. Your pupils twitch slightly in every which way, your ears perk and shift a little with noises, and your nose wrinkles a little (like the bunny he had as a child would) as you get particularly stressed.

"I cannot find you someplace comfortable if we loiter for much longer." He finally speaks up and tells you, you flinch a little, but follow his unmentioned command of 'hurry up' and almost bump into him again as he closes the door.

As soon as it shuts, lights flick on, and this time he gently wraps an arm around your waist as you spook. He gently lets you recover from your heart attack adjust to his touch, then guides you past several rooms that reek of other Alphas to you, and the locks on the door along with how reinforced they are tell you all you need to know about what might be in those rooms.

"I am unfamiliar with creating a space for a Heat, but I understand you require lots of blankets and soft things?" Chisaki asks you lowly, he spots the tiny hairs on the back of your neck rising, and your own scent smells sweeter, even with the fear overlaying it.

"Yes." You whisper, and try to hide (due to his lack of comment, you guess you hide it) the fact that you get mildly horny at just his voice.

Chisaki is amused by this, mostly by the fact that your entire face had turned red and was a very clear indicator of your dilemma to him.

"Why are you so afraid, Omega?" He asks you conversationally, as if he had by total and complete accident of course not dropped his voice several octaves just fool with you. You repress a shiver, and he grins under his mask, a very feral and smug grin, as he gently inhales your sweetened scent a bit more.

"M-My parents...they didn't...didn't want an Omega...didn't want me...so they would destroy my nests...even before I was revealed to be Quirkless..." You murmur quietly, timidly almost, to him, and he feels himself harden at how perfect you were for him.

"Why would they do that? Children smaller than four years old require softness or they are in danger of chewing something into pieces or eating it whole." Chisaki keeps his voice low, loving how you try and repress another shiver, and your pheromones almost choke him as he tries to gently sniff them again.

If you two didn't find an appropriate area soon, he may simply take you to his den, which would be twice as dangerous for the both of you.

"I...I don't know...it was...mildly better...after my little brother was born. He was a boy, an Alpha too, and he had a Quirk." You tell him, trying to make your clenching pelvic muscles stop their ridiculousness. Chisaki is too busy rolling his eyes to notice that you're starting to hold on to his coat a little tighter to try and hide the fact that your pants are officially soaked through.

"Oh...they're those types of people..." Chisaki says, his voice the lowest yet in barely-withheld rage, and a pitched whine escapes you before you wrap a hand around the base of your throat. Chisaki almost walks into a wall in surprise, you immediately sidestep as he steadies himself.

"I'm sorry-" You immediately return to the babbling mess you were in the hall, trying to appease him when even you can tell he isn't angry, in fact, if the crinkles by his eyes are any indicator, he's smiling under his mask.

But you're scared. And horny. So you run your mouth without thinking, apologizing frantically before he gently wraps his arm around your waist, he gently tugs you close to him, you keep your eyes averted and lowered to the floor, but he removes his face mask entirely in order to kiss your forehead gently.

You clench the hand around your throat tighter as he re-places his mask back on his face, he then runs a hand through your short hair tenderly. You look up at him from under your eyebrows, your lashes dark and long and thick as they frame your gorgeous (e/c) orbs.

"You simply startled me, there is no reason to apologize." He rumbles to you, his voice much lower now as his Alpha starts to really push for some attention. He watches with amusement and arousal as you clench your legs together, the slick now dripping low enough for him to see it, even with his jacket around you. "But may I ask you something?"

"Y-Yes, sir." You squeak, Chisaki goes from hard to full-blown, raging erection, you can barely hear him inhale, a very subtle noise that doesn't quite click in your mind until he presses the two of you together.

"...have you ever had an Alpha before?" He purrs, your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head and all the fear leaves you immediately as you melt into him. "I'm guessing not."

"N-None o-of them-" You squeak slightly in indignation as Chisaki plucks you up from the floor like a ragdoll, gathering you into his chest and not minding your wet and sticky slick soaking into his chest. "-None of them ever w-wanted a Q-Quirkless Omega."

Chisaki is immediately disappointed, not in you or anything about you, but at the rest of society for letting such a sweet and pure thing sink so low as him.

"They were fools then, and did not deserve you." Chisaki turns down a hall, and it's getting very hard for you to not nuzzle him. His musky, beautiful scent was everything you've ever liked, blended together in such a complex way you couldn't describe all of the unique notes and subtle tones of it. Chisaki notices you eyeing his neck and gently presses your face into it, you let out a startled, but pleasantly so, squeak, and he purrs for real this time at the adorable noise.

Your slick surges and you let out a much higher-pitched purr, leaning in against him as he opens a door quietly, the hall light flicks off and leaves you in darkness before Chisaki gently closes the door with his heel. You've buried your face in his neck, blinding yourself to the fact that Chisaki has brought you to his room, his den and haven.

At least, until his no-longer-gloved hands sneak their way under his jacket, undoing a single button on your shirt to lay themselves on your bare waist. You gasp softly in surprise, moving your face from his neck just enough to give him a startled look.

He nuzzles you, closing his eyes and leaning his back against the door as he openly relaxes, holding you close while gently fondling your slightly-chubby-but-not-noticeably waist.

"C-Chisaki?" You squeak, one of his hands immediately rolls your shirt up and off of you, you squeak again in surprise, but he tossing your shirt and his coat haphazardly onto the floor. You immediately cover your breasts, your face once again blushing strongly, and he quickly does away with his masks as well, hanging them on a hook by the door as he gently turns your face to his by tenderly grasping your chin.

"I want you, Omega. I want you, (Y/N)." He rumbles, striding forward as you turn into a flustered, slicking, horny mess in his arms. His voice is like pure sex but only the deep, tasteful, romantic parts of it.

You mewl a little as he gently places you on his bed, but he rests his arms by your head and kisses you deeply, swallowing anymore noise with tenderness and care. You forget about your embarrassment as he gently move his lips against yours, his cock straining against his pants and pressing up against your legs a bit as he leans over you.

"Do you want me also?" Chisaki murmurs to you once the two of you run out of air to suck from each other's lungs, you immediately wrap yourself around him tightly. "Do you want me like I want you, (Y/N)?"

"Yes, Chisaki, yes I want you-" You don't get another words out as he kisses you again, his hands easily finding and undoing your bra before starting on the buttons of his shirt. Once you run out of air, he starts kissing the underside of your jaw as you pant quietly, he has to pause (his frustration visible) in order to pull his shirt off. You immediately touch the intricate, but traditional tattoos on his arms, pecs, and (you're willing to bet) his back. "You're so pretty, Chisaki."

"So are you, (Y/N), you just don't have art to paw at." He purrs as he descends on you again, you happily undo his tie for him as he kisses you, and the fact that you fumble with it from the distraction of kissing is adorable to him, and he can feel a small wet patch grow do to his leaking precum. You two pause again, and he attacks your throat and neck with powerful sucks and languid swipes of his tongue as you grind your clothed sex against his.

You gasp quietly when he whips your bra across the room, but he gently fondles one breast and you turn into a melty mess again. He chuckles, happily going back to his network of hickies trailing down your throat and across your shoulder. You happily tangle your hands in his hair, pressing him against you further with soft mewls of encouragement.

"A-Alpha, stop teasing!" You finally reach your breaking point, Chisaki almost rips your dress slacks in his immediately eagerness to get them off of you, you giggle a little and he blushes, burying his face in your neck before you tempt him out with kisses to his cheekbone and nose and the tip of his ear.

Then he actually rips them, his face morphing into one of shock and embarrassment as you giggle loudly and nuzzle him. He mumbles a hasty apology before eagerly pulling them off you, taking your panties with and tossing the mess by the foot of the bed before crawling up your body and trailing lazy kisses up from your bellybutton.

"Why are your pants still on?" You tease, kissing his nose before he can reply, he nips your bottom lip playfully, stilling feeling you up as you squirm gently.

"So impatient, (Y/N)." He teases right back, gently tugging on one of your nipples, you steal another kiss from him as he other hand (that is not forming a bruise on your nipple, not at all, no siree) trails down and teasingly circles your puffy little clit. You gasp in surprise, and Chisaki happily presses forward and slips his tongue and one finger into you at the same time. You melt into a happy, horny, submissive puddle under him, causing him to let out a deep and rumbling purr as he explores your mouth with fervent heat and dominance.

He gently explores your opening too, feeling you flutter around that single digit and getting painfully hard in his pants as he stretches you around a second finger. Your slick makes it easier, but it's still painfully obvious that you are still new at this. (So is Chisaki, but he's hoping you're too horny and heat-addled to realize this.)

You eagerly spread your legs a little, beyond ready for this part as your fingers once again find their way into Chisaki's well-kept hair and tangling it. You moan as his two fingers start to gently stretch you, you can feel Chisaki smile into the kiss a little before it goes from 'romantic exploring' into a creature of teeth and tongue and lots of purring from you both.

Unfortunately, Chisaki knows that you still need prepping, and as much as he enjoys the savage kiss, he separates to let you breathe and whimper and mewl as he continues to stretch you. (Both of you think this is taking a while, but this hasn't even been ten minutes since your butt hit his mattress.)

You surprise him when you nip his ear, but he happily turns your head and sucks on the tender skin underneath one of yours, returning you to the panting, mewling puddle. Your slick has surged so many times, his entire hand is covered up to his wrist, and he hasn't even gotten knuckle-deep yet.

"Such a messy Omega, (Y/N), look at what your naughty cunt has done to my hand." Chisaki purrs absolute filth into your ear, and your eyes roll slightly as you let out a porn star-worthy moan, his hips grind up against you exposed inner thigh roughly as he lets out a possessive growl. "Tell me, my messy Omega, who's making you so wet?"

"You, Chisaki, you are, Alpha!" You mewl, he slips a third finger in, starting to actually move deeper into you as you moan again, he happily continues to dirty-talk in your ear, telling you that this would have happened a lot sooner if you had told him that you were an Omega, he would have gladly bent his little nanny over his desk anytime. Or maybe he should've made you Present yourself to him, without any pesky suppressants to quell your scent, then he would've seen what a messy little cunt that hide itself in such a clean, proper suit would've been capable of.

Or maybe he should open the door, let the entire base hear you get railed.

You dissolve under him, not realizing that he's dissolving right with you, pulling his head closer to you as he finally extracts his fingers and simply Overhauls the rest of his clothes off. (Speaking of, where are your shoes? You swore you had them on in the hall, but your feet are bare now.)

"(Y/N), this may sting." Chisaki whispers into your ear, his head nudging your entrance gently, you tuck your face into his neck tightly, but you aren't afraid, simply nervous.

It does sting, but only enough to make you gasp a little, and that gasp is mostly from shock at Chisaki's sheer size. His girth and length were both big, and while he knows you've never had an Alpha before, this still made his already huge ego blimp.

"Chisaki, Alpha, you're huge." You pant into his neck, he struggles to fit himself into you, and you can feel the veins throbbing against your walls as he slowly sinks in, inch by inch, and you mewl once he reaches your G-spot. You pant against his skin as he slowly bottoms out in you, you can feel him twitching inside of you, but you were seeing stars anyway. "A-Alpha-"

"Sh, (Y/N), you need to adjust, Omega." He purrs into your ear, but his cock twitches strongly inside you at the thought of wrecking you severely, to where no man or Alpha could ever satisfy you again. "You're like a vice, Omega, you're squeezing me so tightly. What will happen when I blow my knot, hm? You're so small, I could break you in half with it."

You let out a sinful noise that Chisaki can barely recognize as an orgasm as you sink your teeth into his neck a little. You wrap your legs around his slim waist, anchoring him to you as your walls try to milk him through your orgasm.

"I can't wait for that sound to be my name, to hear you scream so hard the walls rattle-" This kick-starts his dirty-talk again as you slowly calm down, occasionally he shifts his hips, stimulating you just enough for you to know he's teasing you again. You actually clamp down on him and he buries his face in your shoulder with a groan that could make millions, and he slowly grinds against you.

"Naughty Omega, you naughty, naughty Omega." He rumbles from your shoulder, you pant happily in his ear, every deep, slow roll of his hip making you see stars all over again. "I should punish you for that, you naughty thing."

"Then punish me." You pant in his ear, the lick up the shell of it as he groans again, pushing a little harder against you this roll, "Punish me Alpha, make me regret teasing you."

Chisaki rumbles, he drags his hips out, and you expect another languid roll that hits all the right places, but he slams into you like a bullet-train instead.

You try to gasp in surprise, but he smirks against you skin, and that is the only warning you have before he starts pistoning his hips into yours at barely-human speeds.

"Gladly, Omega."

You open your eyes, sprawled out across Ch-Kai's chest, your face nuzzled under his chin softly as he continues to sleep while fully sheathed in you. You blink slowly and lazily a few times, trying to remember what day it is, and yawn quietly as you ponder. Kai shifts under you slightly as he stirs, you gently press your face back into the comfortable position you two had.

"How long have you been awake, (Y/N)?" He purrs at you, gently nuzzling you back as you yawn quietly against his throat. "Not long, sleepy-head?"

"Of course not, or I would've brought food." You sit up a little, your fresh Mating Mark stinging slightly as part of the coverlet falls off that shoulder. Kai gently licks it, you hum and kiss the side of his face gently. "If my math is right, today is Kurono's turn to make breakfast, he usually does something simple, like Omurice."

"Yes, but breakfast requires getting out of bed." Kai mutters, gently pulling you back down on his chest, you muffle a laugh at him as he settles his chin on the top of your head. "What? Eri was right when she called you the perfect cuddle-partner, as it turns out."

#soft #chisaki kai #kai chisaki #bnha villains #overhaul #bnha smut #mha smut #villain smut #overhaul smut #omegaverse #bnha omegaverse #a/b/o

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luci-voracious-blog · 2 years

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Sonic E.X.E Vore

An history trade for @junothewolf, sorry if it’s an little shoter but i don’t know how to make it more longer and i know my grammar kinda sucks.

It was an very dark night on the Green Hills, you were shivering of cold and fear due you’re tiny size, you have no idea what to do to warm yourself before you could die for hypothermia, it was very VERY COLD!.

For a normal person it was only a normal cold night but for an tiny person it was like you were living on the pole north, you were alone, without any friends or family, you really hate your life because since you were very tiny, nobody notices you and many times you try to interact with people they almost stomp you, you start to cry a little, you only want to end with your awful life.

Suddenly you saw from afar and weird shadow form that was getting closer more often. Until it was finally in front yourself, it was an blue hedgehog but he wasn’t normal, his eyes was whole black, he was like crying blood and showing an big creepy smile.

You were totally stunned and freeze due his appearance.

Who are….? Before even say anything else, you stars to levitate like a mysterious force was moving you, you can’t even move any muscle of your body.

When you were in front to his face, he slowly get out his tongue and licks you a little, he didn’t say anything but he makes an little evil smirk, like he was saying “Such an perfect midnight snack”.

You tried to fight and move for getting free from that force but it was impossible, soon he sowly opens his mouth, put you inside his maws and quickly closed it.

You feels his breath coming from his gullet, it was like an windraft,he slowly starts to taste your flavor as he also munch a little, his teeths were you sharp, similar to an knife so you start to bleed a little, finally he evilly laughs a little for then make an big gulp for send you to your wishful death.

You feel how the throat muscles gives you and soft massage, that must be an reward after been munching by teeths who are mostly knifes.

Some seconds later you already reached to the stomach, it was a very dark and wet place, nothing to expect in a stomach but it was something who makes you feel very shocked and paralyzed, you saw some human bones all around, it looks like it was from previous preys who that monster eats before, you already know what that means, the first thing you think to do it was punching his stomach so hard for see if he could pukes you out from there, but it was useless, it looks like he wasn’t feeling any pain on his stomach.

Then the stomach walls starts to shift and squeeze all around, that only means one thing….it was already the time, the acids starts to trickle in but instaned to been green or yellow they was black and when you start to feel they on your hurted feets, they feels very gooey and not splashy and the weirdest thing, you don’t feel any pain you just feel like you step on a puddle of mud on a rainy day.

You already face up that you may going to die getting drowned by that weird acid, but at least that means you’re going to ending with your lonely life and the best thing without any pain.

You lying over the stomach floor, waiting for your wishful fate, when that acid was getting more often all around, you just make a little smirk and close your eyes for the last time.

Slowly all the black acid filled all the stomach and starts to digest that poorly lonely soul.

But something weird happens…..

From the pig pool of black acid and hand starts to raise up fulled of an black goo, soon an creature starts to raise up as the acid was disappearing as it stills full of that gooey substance, suddenly that creature flew out of the stomach.

That heghehog starts to coughs a little until he spills out that creature, then he cleans up an little to reveal that creature was yourself but very different.

You’re eyes was black as your pupils was very red and bright, you’re skin was darker and your hair color instaned to be “H/C” it was black.

When you saw that giant hedgehog again instaned of feel scared you just smiles to him very happy as you’re teeths was very sharp too.

“It looks like you no longer dislike to been a mouse right?” He says with an evil smile

“Yes, my master” You said with an deep voice

The old yourself who very scared and lonely already die the only thing left from him it was his old skeleton who now is going to live inside the stomach of that hedgehog forever, now you have an new life and a new friends, you’re never going to be alone anymore.

#sonic.exe #sonicvore #pov vore #gooey digestion #not painfult digestion #digestion #vore writing #vore history #male pred #sonic the hedgehog #monday night munchin #fnf sonic.exe #fnf #friday night funkin #g/t vore

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otakusheep15 · 3 years

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SFW Alphabet - Beelzebub

My first two did way better than expected, so I’m gonna continue this series with the rest of the brothers (and maybe the others as well).

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

He is probably one of the more affectionate brothers (besides Asmo and Mammon). He’s quick to praise just about anything you do, even if it’s something small. As for physical affection, he is a sucker for hugs. He’ll randomly come up behind you and lift you up in a bear hug. Also, if you happen to cook, he’ll do that thing where he comes up behind you, wraps his arms around your middle, and lays his head on top of yours. Trust me, this boy does not shy away from affection, physical or verbal.

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

Honestly, he is the ideal best friend. You two would spend late nights sneaking into the kitchen for snacks and hoping to not run into Luci. You cheer him on at all of his games, and he’ll cheer you on if you do anything that involves competition. Being besties with him also means being besties with Belphie, so expect him to be a huge part of your life as well. You’ll often carry around snacks for him when he gets hungry. He likes to carry you around, both as a mini workout and because you’re tiny (compared to him) and he likes that he can pick you up so easily.

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

He totally picked up his love of cuddles from his twin. His favorite position is him laying on his back with you laying right on top of him. It doesn’t matter how big you may seem, cause your weight is virtually nothing to him. He also enjoys laying on his back or side with you laying your head on his chest while you two hold each other because that’s how him and Belphie usually end up when they share a bed.

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

Out of all the brothers, he is the most likely to want to settle down. He loves you so much and he wants to spend as much time with you as possible. As for household chores, he’s surprisingly good at them. He can cook decently because of his sin, and he actually doesn’t mind cleaning. He’ll do a lot of the harder chores so that you don’t have to work as much, but he still appreciates if you help him out.

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

He is one of the kindest demons to ever exist, so the other person would have had to been really bad for him to break up with them. He’d probably just tell them straight up that their relationship isn’t working out. It would be simple and to the point, but he’d still try and be nice so that not as any feelings are hurt.

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

Like I said, he would love to settle down with you. However, he would never push the idea much unless he’s sure you feel the same. If you don’t want to settle down, then he is more than happy to just be with you however you want. And if you do decide you want to officially settle down with him, he’d be so happy. He’d want to get married asap to ensure that you two can spend more time together.

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

He’s a big boy, and he knows it, so he always tries to be as gentle as possible. Of course, he can get a bit intense, especially when he gets excited. When he gets this excited, he’ll wrap you up in a tight hug that sometimes makes it hard to breathe. As for emotional gentleness, he’s the sweetest of the brothers, so he’s usually gentle regardless. However, he’ll sometimes get angry or aggressive when he’s hungry or someone upsets him.

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

He is an absolute sucker for hugs. Physical touch is his main love language, so he loves giving hugs to everyone he cares about. You and Belphie are the main victims of his hugs, but his other brothers aren’t safe either. He also has a tendency to hug his teammates after a win.

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

Out of all the brothers, he probably the quickest to say it. He’s very affectionate by nature, so it’s no surprise that he would say it fairly early. That isn’t to say that he’s quick to fall in love, and he was honestly shocked when he realized he had fallen in love os fast. He’d be the type to say it super casually, maybe while y’all are just hanging out in the kitchen one night.

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

He isn’t super jealous simply because he trusts you. He knows that you’re loyal to him and that you love him like he loves you. Of course he has his moments; other demons hitting on you is the prime example. If this ever happens, his instincts tend to kick in since demons are possessive by nature. He’d probably feel bad after, but you assure him that it’s fine.

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

His kisses are super soft and filled with love. To him, your lips taste better than any sweet he’s ever had, so he loves kissing them whenever he can. Bonus points if you ate something super delicious before hand. On himself, he loves being kissed on his chest and stomach. He works super hard on his body, and he loves when you notice and take the time to truly show how much you love his body.

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

Out of all the brothers, he’s probably the best with kinds. Not that he necessarily likes them, he’s just kinda neutral towards them for the most part. However, for some odd reason, kids seem to love him. It’s kinda like how kids just know someone’s personality without actually knowing them, kinds just know that he’s a sweetheart underneath all that muscle. So, he eventually came around to them after he realized how much kids seemed naturally drawn to him.

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

Mornings are usually spent with you getting woken up by him attempting to quietly get out of bed to go find food, despite the fact that he is never quiet during this time. After that, you two get ready and go down to breakfast, Most of the time, he tries to give you extra food to eat (cause that how he shows love) but you can never finish it all, so you give it to him. Then you walk to school together.

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

Nights are usually spent hanging out in his room, sometimes with Belphie, but mostly without. You two spend some time together studying or just talking while accompanied by large amounts of snacks for him. You two then get into bed together and cuddle until he has to get up in the middle of the night due to hunger.

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

He seems pretty open on the surface, and he does trust you enough to tell you about his past fairly quickly, but there are some things he keeps hidden even after you two have been together for a while. he will eventually open up to you about everything, but it might take him a while.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He is pretty patient for the most part. Really, he only gets impatient if he’s hungry, or if someone is threatening/bothering someone he cares about. Besides that, he’s the most patient and respectful demon around. He’ll help you out with whatever you need, and he’ll never yell at you or rush you if you need some time.

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

This boy remembers everything you tell him. It could be the smallest of details or something you just said in passing, but he’ll still remember it. It’s honestly quite surprising how good of a memory he has. If fact, he’s probably the brother who has the best memory just in general.

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

His favorite memory is the first time you cooked for him. Not when you have cooking duty, since that’s cooking for the whole house, but when you made something specifically for him. You made him a human world cheese burger since that’s his favorite. He actually teared up a little at the sight of it. Not only was it his favorite meal, but it was made by his favorite human. Obviously, it wasn’t enough to fill his stomach, but it was more than enough to fill his heart. Ugh that was so cheesy.

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

He is super, SUPER protective. Not just of you, but his whole family. After all, he is physically the strongest, and he knows how intimidating he is. If he finds someone bullying you or one of his brothers, he will not hesitate to eat them, demon or otherwise. Secretly though, it can get tiring being the protector of his family, which is why he appreciates when you stand up for him.

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

Honestly, he tries so hard to make everything perfect. Usually, he tries to theme dates around food, and he always tries to make you something (or get Belphie to make something) but he almost always ends up eating it, which makes him really sad because he tried so hard. However, you tell him that whatever he does is absolutely perfect, and you love him regardless of how date plans end up.

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

Obviously, his eating habit tend to get pretty bad, but it’s not like he can really help that. His hunger does calm down when you two get together, but it’s still very much there. He often steals your food, or forces you away from whatever you were doing in order to take you to get food. He’s currently trying to ease up, but it’s difficult for him and he needs time to learn how to control his urges better.

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

He’s not very concerned with his looks in the same way Asmo and Mammon are, but he does like to take care of his body. He works very hard to maintain all that muscle, and he loves the attention it gets him. He’s not all that vain, but having people admire his body does give him a little confidence boost.

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

Absolutely he would. You help quell a large part of his hunger, and he could not imagine his life without you anymore. Honestly, you could leave him for two minutes to use the bathroom, and he’ll still sulk like a lost puppy the entire time.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I headcanon that he is actually the most self-conscious of all the brothers. Where Levi is more open about how much he hates himself, he usually tends to keep it all in, making it even worse. The only time he ever lets it out is in moments where he feels safe and at ease. These times are usually with you and/or Belphie. It’s kinda shocking at first when you find out just how much he hates himself, but it does make sense. He blames himself for Lilith’s death, he is constantly just watered down to food and muscles, and almost everyone is super scared of him. It’s no wonder he would start to act like Levi, even if just behind closed doors.

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

He despises anyone who cooks like Solomon. In general, he hates anyone who goes after the people he cares about. He also doesn’t like people who are super obnoxious or self-centered (Asmo is an exception cause he can’t really control that).

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

Obviously, he has that habit of waking up at random hours of the night for food. But, when he’s actually asleep, he has a tendency to fall out of bed. He is larger than average, even for a demon, so it would make sense that his bed might not always be able to hold him. When he sleeps with someone, they can also expect to be pushed out at least once.

#OBEY ME #shall we date obey me #shall we date beelzebub #beelzeebub #headcanon #sfw alphabet

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whatifyoulivelikethat · 3 years

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mango, m | jjk | 4

pairing(s): jungkook x reader

summary: A love story between bad boy Jeon Jungkook and a strange girl with mango eating obsession.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; reader has knife scars on her legs (read 2 for explanation); smut (f-receiving oral, penetrative sex); there’s so much fluff you might die; non-idol!AU - university!AU; badboy!Jungkook x sociallyawkward!reader; Jungkook likes his ears being played with hehe

You pulled away, breathless. Jungkook blinked rapidly, backing up a little.

“Do you, um… want to come in?”

You tilted your head curiously. Your eyes shifted down and Jungkook slid to the side, closing the door a little, glaring at you.

“Do not pay attention to him.”

You took a step in, clutching your bag tightly. “Why?”

He frowned and took a few steps back, letting you in the apartment. “He doesn’t know time and place.”

You shrugged. “Maybe he does and you don’t.”

Jungkook shot you a quizzical look but you dropped your bag, sliding out of your sneakers. He closed the door, watching you suspiciously as you inspected his furniture. He had a nice black fabric couch, black coffee table, a branded television. A dark blue and black rug.

“Aren’t you a virgin?”

You hummed. “Why would I be a virgin?”

Jungkook narrowed his eyes and stalked over to you. “What fool touched you and left you? I’ll beat him up myself.”

You looed away from his knickknacks and blinked slowly. “Left me? It was only some guy from high school. I wondered what the fuss was all about, but it wasn’t very interesting.”

A muscle in his eyebrow twitched. “Was he drunk?”

You shook your head. “No, but we did it with clothes on, because…” You trailed off. “Anyway, I think we weren’t that interested in each other. We wanted to be able to say we did it, that’s all.” You looked Jungkook up and down, nodding to yourself. “But I think it will be better with you.”

He placed his arms over his chest. “Excuse me, I am not some object. I have feelings.”

“Oh.” You looked away, back to the snow globe on his shelf. You shook it and watched the fake snow swirl around. The base of the globe read ‘Malta.’

You felt Jungkook’s long fingers encase your arm and pull you to him. “Ah, that doesn’t mean ignore me. I meant it as a joke,” he pouted ruefully as your body pressed against his.

You pursed your lips. “You are very confusing.”

Jungkook puffed his cheeks. “No, I’m not.” He sighed, smiling. “We could sit down, watch a movie or something. I have Netflix.”

You pressed your thigh against his crotch and Jungkook hissed at you, jerking his hips away. But you had already felt it.

“Wouldn’t it be reasonable to take advantage of the situation?”

Jungkook narrowed his eyes at you. “If I acted on every single hard-on I had, my life would be a lot more complicated.”

You pointed to your chest, jabbing it a little. “But what about me? I want it.”

His expression changed at your words. He chewed on his lower lip. You watched him, his long messy hair over his eyes. You reached up and tucked some behind his ear, clearing his face from the black curtain. He inhaled a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Dark brown orbs to yours.

“But you didn’t say I love you.”

You paused, hand lingering by his neck. He tried to hide his unease by smirking.

“Is that how it should be?” you inquired. “You can only have sex if you love them?”

“No, but I only want to have sex with you if you love me,” Jungkook replied, chuckling nervously.

His laughter died in his throat as your hand slid down. You stared at his pecs, pressing your palm against the left side of his chest. His heart beat fast against your skin, pulsating rapidly. You reached over with your other hand and took one of his, pressing it against your racing heart, beating in time with him. You lifted your head to his round, doe-like gaze.

“I confess, I don’t know what love is,” you murmured quietly. “But I think we’re on the same wavelength, so if you love me, then it must be love.”

You realized, with every smile Jungkook gave you, something inside you melted a little bit.

“You’re strangely romantic,” he remarked.

You let go of his hand and removed yours from his chest. “Should I just… yank off your pants or something?”

He laughed, richer this time, shaking his head. “You want me to be fully naked and you fully clothed?”

You shrugged. “No, I can get naked.”

“Wait, what–”

You grabbed the bottom of your sweatshirt and pulled it over your head, chucking it aside. Jungkook gawked at you as you reached for the zipper of your leather skirt, unzipping it and stepping out, kicking it away. Now you were in your black bra and black opaque tights. You gripped the top of your pantyhose and pushed it down. His hands suddenly shot out and grabbed yours, stopping you.

“You don’t…” He groped for words. “If you’re uncomfortable or something.”

You blinked at him. “You already saw my scars. Do you not want to see them?”

Jungkook released your hands, swallowing. “I want you to feel okay with not showing me, if that’s what you want. But your battle scars are really cool. I would be happy if you were comfortable enough to show me them again.”

You stared at him for a full thirty seconds. “If you love me like you say you do, you will end up seeing them anyway.” You cleared your throat, packing your nerves away. “I want to… normalize them when I’m around you.”

His brown eyes became indescribable, something between gratitude, relief, and happiness.

“Okay.”

You took a deep breath and pushed the stockings down your legs, taking your feet out of them. Staring down at your ugly knife scars, the memories that came with them, wondering when they would fade, wondering when you would look at them and see something else.

Jungkook knelt, fingertips extended to touch the lines. He traced each one with parted lips, sending sparks up your skin. Features racked with empathy. He pressed his fingers against his lips and then his fingers to your largest scars.

“I think they’re past being kissed better,” you muttered.

“My kisses are magic,” Jungkook answered. “They’ll make you feel beautiful.”

You laughed a little. “Are you sure?”

He stood up, arms slipping around your waist, smiling at you. “Never know unless you keep trying.”

You looked up at Jungkook, him and his mischievous smile, his tiny mole underneath his lower lip, his nose scrunch, his sparkling brown eyes, losing yourself in them and being okay with it, because this wasn’t anything like what you’ve known before. It was much nicer, much more heavenly as you got to your tiptoes and kissed him, arms around his neck. Pulling him close, whispering his name, relishing in the loveliness of his soft pink lips as he pulled you to him and walked you to his bedroom, sighing in satisfaction as you pressed your body against his harder, more muscular one.

“Damn, all that mango must be doing something right,” Jungkook murmured, running his hands down to your ass and squeezing it. “Eat more of it.”

You smiled against his lips. “Are you saying I’m fat?”

“I’m saying you’re juicy and I like it,” he teased, lowering you to the bed.

Your hand reached up and touched his wild hair. He stiffened a little as you ran your fingers through the long strands, dry now from your conversation.

“Why do you always slick your hair back at school?”

The side of his lips quirked upwards, somewhat regretfully. “It’s the hairstyle that gets me the most attention.”

You tilted your head. “It’s kind of nice like this, though.”

“I can’t see that well,” Jungkook laughed.

Your two hands collected his hair into a ponytail. “What about like this? With some in the front? I think I’ve seen this style before.”

How could someone have such a brilliant smile? “I trust you. You can do whatever you want with my hair.”

You brought his face down to yours, kissing Jungkook and that smile. Maybe one day you could smile like that. Maybe one day you could, but for now you settled for smiling into his kisses, fingers tangled in his hair, breathing into his mouth and making him moan. Your skin tingled at his noises, deepening the kisses, lacing your tongue with his. He nudged you up the bed and the two of you crawled back, laying against the sheets. You arched your back, brushing your chest against his and he groaned, teeth sinking into his lower lip.

“What do you want to do?” Jungkook murmured against your lips.

You kissed up his jaw, pushing his hair back. Your tongue traced his earlobe and he sucked in a tight breath, pushing you against him.

“I thought you liked it when I whispered in your ear?” you said softly, pressing your lips against his skin.

He swallowed, deep voice shaking. “Yeah, I do. A little too much.”

You nipped experimentally at his earlobe and he moaned, fingers pressing into your sides, clutching you tight.

“M-more…”

You took it into your mouth and swirled your tongue around his earrings, tugging lightly. He shivered, gasping your name, hands sliding up your back, his breath against your neck. Turning his earlobe in your mouth, sucking softly. Jungkook rolled his hips into your thigh and you felt his hardness. He began to rut against you as you played with his ear, kissing all the way up before nipping your way back down. It made his body shake and moans tumble from his lips.

You were suddenly hit with an epiphany.

“Is this why you always stared at my mouth?” you breathed. “When I was eating dried mango?”

Jungkook let out a trembling chuckle. “You c-caught me.”

“I just thought you were a pervert.”

“Maybe a little bit.” You pulled your head back and raised your eyebrows. Jungkook grinned. “Maybe a lot.” He nudged your chin with his nose, kissing down your neck, dipping his tongue between your collarbones. You reached back and unclasped your bra, sighing softly as the straps fell. His hands came up and cupped your breasts, strong fingers kneading you. Every breath on your skin igniting the fire, whimpering as he pressed his thumbs against your nipples and rubbed them in circles, making out with your cleavage.

“I thought about these tits way too much,” he mumbled. “You never wear anything tight up top.”

You gasped as he kissed your nipples, licking them lightly. “I was trying to… be more okay with my legs. Even if it’s just the shape.”

Jungkook’s large hands slid down your sides and hips, gripping your thighs. “Everything about your legs is fucking fantastic,” he growled hotly. He licked a stripe down your chest, flicking his eyes up to you, forming his words against your skin as he slid down. You felt your chest tighten, seeing his hunger, his want, feeling his palms against your thighs and calves, calluses against your scars.

“Your legs make me so damn horny I have to come up with strategies to hide my erections when I’m around you.”

You laughed a little. “They’re always covered up.”

One of his sculpted eyebrows raised. “Except I remember what they look like,” Jungkook mused, lips travelling down your thighs, running his hands up and down your skin making you breathless. “And maybe I like all the different socks you wear.”

“… Pantyhose?”

“Whatever,” he mumbled, ears turning pink. Jungkook kissed your legs all over and shivers danced up and down your spine as he paid attention to them, soft pecks and light touches. You reached down and gripped the sides of your black panties. His brown eyes shot up to you, squeezing your calf a little.

You smirked and he smirked back.

You pushed them down, gasping as cold air hit your wet warmth. Jungkook’s breathing stuttered, hands reaching down as you got to your thighs, taking them from you and pulling them down your legs, gasping as strings of your juices snapped against your skin.

“Can I eat you out?” he asked breathlessly as your panties were flung into the far side of his room.

You wondered if you would find them again. “I guess. Is it that nice for you?”

Jungkook gave you a surprised look. “Of course. You never had someone eat you out?”

You shrugged. “It wasn’t that special.”

He hummed, a slow smile forming on his lips. “Let me change your mind.”

His head dipped down between your legs. You tilted your head, breath cut short as he gripped your thighs, tipping them up, fingers pressed against your skin. And then your eyes widened as he placed his lips on your dripping slit, tongue licking you all over, moaning into your core. Your hands clutched the sheets, crying out as he thrust his tongue into you, curving it inside your pussy.

“A-ah, Jungkook…”

His brows furrowed, sliding his lips up a little. You moaned as he pressed the tip of his tongue to your clit. Sucking delicately, lapping at the sensitive bundle of nerves. It felt like pleasure was shooting up your body way too fast, like a time-lapsed video of a flower growing. You moaned, back arching and head tipping back as he worked you, one of your hands suddenly gripping his head, nail scratching his ear.

Jungkook whined, muffled by your pussy as he sucked harder, rougher, and somehow your hips were jutting into his face, unsure if it was just your involuntary shudders or your need to orgasm spurring you on, feeling your juices leak out from his lips and paint his cheeks, his intense dark eyes on yours.

You orgasm crashed into you, waves of pleasure torrenting through your chest. Your thighs threatened to snap shut, but Jungkook gripped them open, groaning as you filled his mouth with your taste, shifting down to you opening and sucking it all up. Your eyelids fluttered and your elbows slid out from under you, falling onto the bed with a flump.

Holy shit.

You were panting hard, unsure how Jungkook gave you such a powerful orgasm with his mouth. He licked you lazily and your hips shivered. Satisfied, he got to his knees, licking his lips clean.

“You have to warn me next time,” Jungkook pouted.

“Sorry, I… I wasn’t expecting it…” you wheezed out, pressing your lips together and letting out a long breath. Jungkook suddenly threw himself down on you, mouth to yours, filling your nose with your scent, tasting yourself as he inhaled your breath, moaning in his throat.

“Fuck…” he breathed, nipping at your lips. “Your breath is so fucking wonderful.” He shuddered as you panted into his lips. “You taste so good too, so fucking sweet. I’ve never tasted anything so delicious in my life.”

You chuckled. “Maybe it’s the mango.”

Jungkook kissed you repeatedly in while speaking. “Then I can’t risk it; I have to keep buying it for you.”

You smiled, gently pushing him off you, switching your positions. He blinked up at you, but you pressed his hand against his cheek, moving his head to one side, brushing back his hair, exposing his ear.

“W-wait–”

You bit his ear and his words died in his throat, turning into a moan as you nibbled. You lowered your body onto his, your softness against his muscles. His strong arms wrapped around you, gasping as your hard nipples rubbed against his chest and your lips encircle his earlobe.

“S-suck on it…” he pleaded; hands splayed across your back.

You did, playing with his earrings and Jungkook whined, nails digging into your back. You hummed approvingly and he scratched down your skin, shuddering and crying out. You kissed his ear and his hips bucked into you with a moan. He pushed his sweatpants down impatiently, freeing his hard cock so it rubbed against your thigh. You felt the pre-cum smear onto your skin as you whispered his name into his ear, making his eyes roll back into his head. His hand pressed his cock against your thigh and he began to hump you as you sucked on his ear again, whimpering.

“Please, please, please,” he begged. “More…”

You were breathing hard too, shallow and tight as you felt him rut against your hot skin. “But I want you to fuck me, Jungkook…”

His moan so deep and erotic that you felt your pussy clench with need.

“Okay,” he panted and you freed him from your grasp so he could reach over to the nightstand, fumbling for a condom.

“You really like your ears being played with, huh?” you wondered out loud, noticing how hard he was, the head of his cock a dark red.

His flush on his cheeks deepened. “Yeah, but I don’t like telling people, because I sound pathetic…”

You tilted your head. “I think it’s sexy.”

You saw the blush turn from pink to red. “T-thanks.”

His fingers scrambled with the condom and you took it from him, opening it carefully. You tried not to laugh, but Jungkook puffed his cheeks at you, noticing your contained expression immediately.

“It was only a compliment.”

He frowned and pursed his lips as he put the condom on. “It’s a compliment from you, the one I love.”

Your stomach did that weird floppy thing again. Jungkook shuffled over to you, taking your thighs and positioning himself between you. He looked up at you, chewing on his lower lip.

“Are you prepped enough? I could–”

“Jungkook, just put your cock in me,” you cut him off, smile on your lips.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, gasping as the head rubbed against your wet opening.

“You’re not going to hurt me. I’m tougher than you think.”

He grinned. “That’s true. Okay.”

You snaked your hand between your bodies, putting him into the correct position and he slid in slowly, his eyelids fluttering. Oh. Jungkook was bigger than you thought. Or perhaps you hadn’t had that many dicks in you or something. You sucked in a breath, trying to relax your muscles as he filled you up, leaning back and spreading your legs, chest quivering as he pressed his hips into yours.

“Oh fuck, you feel so fucking good.” His voice was unsteady, gripping your knees hard.

You tensed and tightened your core.

Jungkook yelped, snapping his head down at you. “H-hey!”

Your eyes shifted up to his face, letting the mischief show. “I heard Kegel exercises have many benefits.”

He shot you a pained look. “You’re trying to murder me.”

You pulsed around him again and he hissed, placing your legs on your shoulders and pressing down.

“Stop it or I’ll blow my load in three seconds,” Jungkook warned.

“Maybe two?”

He narrowed his eyes at you. “Let me enjoy your legs pressed against me as I pound your pussy, please.”

You sucked in part of your cheek. “Okay…”

Jungkook slid out a little and sank back in, making both of you moan. You clutched the sheets, breathing hard. He noticed your strained expression.

“Are you okay?”

You nodded. “Never had it this deep before. Keep going.”

He began a slow, deep pace, radiating pleasure all over you. You weren’t aware it was possible to feel this much, your skin prickling with lust, his hips slapping against yours, the feeling in your chest swelling so much that your almost couldn’t breathe. Your gaze locked with his and the way Jungkook was looking at you, like he couldn’t help himself, like he was becoming lost in you, like he wanted all your days and all your nights, taking your breath away because you wanted that too. His curly long hair hung down, pupils blown wide with lust, jaw clenched as he increased his pace, your moans deepening at the sensation.

“You’re so handsome,” you panted between gasps.

Jungkook grinned. “You’re prettier.”

You smiled and his expression softened. “I love it when you smile at me.”

You chuckled awkwardly, tapping his arm. “Faster and harder, please.”

He smacked his hips into yours, earning a pleased gasp and a clenching of your pussy. Jungkook gritted his teeth, fucking your hard and fast like you asked, feeling it build inside you, pushing you to the precipice. You bit your lip, whining, Jungkook so strong and gentle over you, but also giving you what you wanted, watching your face the entire time. You squeezed his cock and he groaned your name.

“Cum for me,” he whispered. “Cum for me and I’ll cum for you.”

Your fingers found his arms, clutching his tense muscles, his tattoos peeking out from your grasp. There was a sharp tautness inside you, so close, so close, and his piercing brown eyes drowning you and, soon enough, the words came, tumbling out of your mouth in wispy gasps.

“J-Jungkook… fuck, I love you so fucking much and I’m going to cum, fuck.”

You threw your head back, moaning his name again as you came, pussy spasming and throbbing around him. Jungkook hissed above you, slamming into your hips one last time, cock jerking against your walls as he followed suit, your orgasm massaging his out, spilling into the condom. You could feel his cock pulsate inside you. He whimpered your name softly, pushing his hips into you a little. You exhaled, legs slipping from his now sweat-covered shoulders.

Jungkook reached down and pulled out gingerly, holding the condom in place.

“Finally got to hear you say I love you,” he chuckled.

You laughed, pressing your head back into his pillows.

“Guess I just needed you to stuff me with your cock.”

Jungkook poked you, pouting. The mole underneath his lower lip winked at you. “I want to hear it normally too.”

You sat up, looking into his eyes. His dark chocolate eyes that stared at you the first time, the eyes that took in every detail about you, the eyes that slowly began to know you and would continue to know you because now you knew there was another feeling that wasn’t nothing, another emotion that wasn’t apathy.

You placed your hand on his cheek, pushing back his long, dark hair, smiling at him.

“I love you, Jeon Jungkook.”

“What do you think?”

Jeon Jungkook took the small compact mirror from your hand, inspecting your work.

“Looks kind of funny,” he chuckled. “But I like it.”

He had showed up to Chemistry lecture early, long dark hair brushed but undone. No gel this time. He had sat down in front of you, black leather jacket creaking, folding his jean-clad legs under him. You had arrived with a black hair tie and black nails with tiny pink flowers on them. Combed your fingers through his hair and collected it into a ponytail, revealing his clean undercut. A few strands framed his face, accenting his high cheekbones.

“You wanna be my barber?” he teased, looking up at you.

You shook your head. “I don’t know how to cut hair.”

Jungkook stood up. “That’s okay. You can learn. Then I can spend more time with you and remember you every time I look in the mirror.”

You looked at your nails, remembering Hoseok’s smile as he painted them.

“I guess I would have to look up some YouTube videos.”

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Pairing: Yandere! Jungkook, Sugar Daddy! Jungkook, Split! Jungkook x female reader

Genre: Angst & Smut

Word Count: 5.5K

CONTAINS DARK THEMES! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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A/N: I’m so fucking done with tumblr. This is really shitty like the rest of my works. Read the warnings carefully.

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐃𝐈𝐃) 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲/𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬.

Contains ‘hardcore’ kinks

Smut Warning: multiple smuts, anal, choking, dacryphilia kink, heavy degradation, bdsm -> ddlg, face slapping, spanking, fucking in front of a mirror, spanking, fingering, hair pulling, blowjob, cum eating, overstimulation, dirty talk, finger sucking, bondage (I’m probably missing something)

Other Warnings: possessive Jungkook/ JK, mentions of past abuse, Stockholm Syndrome, blood, murder, Jungkook kills people, cheating

Featuring Baekhyun (EXO) and Taehyung (BTS)

THIS CONTAINS NON CONSENSUAL SEX!

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“No! Stop! Let me go! I want to go home! I hate you!” You cried, provoking Jungkook even more. He spanked your bare butt cheek again. “Is that how you talk to your owner? Mmh? Answer me, you slut!” Another spank was placed on your bottom. You whimper under him, not knowing what to do.

“Please… I want the old you back.”

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2 weeks ago

You peered out of the tiny, plane window as the sun was shining right in your eyes. Finally, you’ve arrived in the city of love, Paris, France. You’ve always dreamt about coming here, but you couldn’t afford it. It was unfortunate at the time however, life is full of surprises. You sat down next to your sugar daddy - Jungkook - and leaned in for a kiss. You’ve been with him for a year now and it has been the best year of your life.

He bought you high-end accessories, clothes and cars. He owned huge mansions, a private jet and a helicopter. Being a billionaire was amazing for the most part. Though there was one thing Jungkook found himself struggling with and that was his love life. Coming back home to an empty bed after a long day of work made him feel like shit. That’s why he hired you.

You started working for Jungkook as a personal assistant. Everything about you lit up Jungkook’s eyes. But in secret, of course. You were smart, pretty, professional, your eyes and smile made Jungkook’s heart skip a beat. Yet, he still kept a cold attitude towards you.

You didn’t mind his cold attitude. It kept you on track and productive throughout the day. To you, Jungkook was a boss. Nothing more or less. That’s why you politely denied going out with him.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Jeon. I’d like to keep things professional between us.” You said calmly but inside you were freaking out.

Jungkook poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. So you’re playing hard to get with him? Too bad, Jungkook always gets what he wants. “If you don’t go out with me tonight, I’ll fire you.” You look at him in confusion. “W-what?! Why? You can’t do-”

“I can and I will. Be ready by 7. I’ll pick you up.” He walks back to his office like nothing happened while you stood there with your mouth wide open from shock. The following night, you got ready for your date. You can’t lose your job. How will you survive? Your money situation was already pretty tight, so you really couldn’t lose this job. Jungkook texted you right at 7 pm and told you he was outside of your apartment.

That’s where the wonderful journey with him began. You both were close to finishing your meal when he brought the contract up.

“I know you're struggling with money right now, but I promise I can make it all go away.” He whipped out his papers and handed it to you. “It’s a contract. I want you to spend time with me. Ask me about my day, cuddle with me, satisfy my sexual needs and I'll give you whatever you want besides money.” Your eyes widen. Is he serious? You flipped through the pages that were full of detailed paragraphs. “You want to have sex with me?” Jungkook nodded his head and avoided eye contact. “If you agree you can move in with me and stop stressing about money. I’ll take care of you.”

“No. You’ll take my independence and freedom away.”

“You say no to this contract, you’re fired.”

“You can’t-” you argue back.

“As I said before, I can and I will.” His voice got deeper, completely shutting you up.

“Can I at least have some time to read over this?” You look back down at the paper and flip to the last page. “Wait wait wait. What’s ‘DID’?”

“Read it.”

‘Dissociative identity disorder’ You read quietly to yourself. “Wait, you have another personality?” You ask, looking up at him.

“Why do you think I'm so cold towards everyone? It’s not me, it’s him.” He said, casually sipping his wine. “JK is the one dealing with… issues.” His voice went quiet. “Issues?” You were quietly utter. “I can’t tell you yet.” You nodded and flipped through the papers again.

“How long is this contract for?”

“Two years.”

“Can we test this out for one week?”

Jungkook hesitated. He didn’t want to get used to you just for you to leave him in the end. “No. Simple yes or no, princess.” Jungkook had you wrapped around his finger. You rub your temple and reach for the pen. “Fine. But don’t make me break the contract.” You hand him back the signed paper. “Let's go to my house. You’re moving in with me.” He paid for the expensive meal then brought you back to his enormous mansion.

That night he made love to you. It was one spectacular night. You smiled to yourself as you thought about all the memories you’ve made with him.

“Princess, what’re you smiling at?” He looked over at your lap, making sure you weren’t texting someone. Jungkook was extremely possessive and had trust issues. You were assuming it was because of his other side so you never questioned him. Speaking of his other side - JK - you met him not too long ago. After entering Jungkook’s life, JK hasn’t shown himself too much. He only comes out to punish you. You shivered as you thought of your last punishment. How could a human being be so cruel?

You snap out of your thoughts as the jet touches the ground. “We’re here. Let's go.” Jungkook got up and held his hand out to you. You grab it and he leads you out of the jet and to the black SUV parked a couple of feet away. While the driver drove to Jungkook’s penthouse, you started bugging Jungkook.

“How much did your penthouse cost?”

“I don’t know. Around 8-10 million. It has an indoor swimming pool and a movie room.” Your innocent eyes widened when you heard the price. “Daddy, that’s a lot of money.” You whisper in his ear. He grabbed your bare thigh with his tattooed hand and looked at you. “it’s like twenty dollars for me, baby girl.”

As soon as you guys entered the penthouse, his tongue was already down your throat. He impatiently took your clothes off and started fingering you, while you unbuttoned his shirt to feel his rock hard abs. Jungkook picked your naked figure up and carried you to the master bedroom. He placed you down on the bed and took his pants off. He stroked himself a couple of times before entering your already wet hole.

You hold onto his muscular arms for dear life and watch him go into you. “Please daddy, you’re so fucking big. Feels so good.” You moan, immediately clenching around his member. “Open your mouth.” As soon as you do, he spits into it then slaps you. “Little girls don’t swear.” You swallow his saliva and apologize for swearing. “S-sorry daddy. It won't happen again.” You wrap your legs around his waist as he pulls you closer to him. His whole cock was throbbing inside you, turning you on even more.

He wraps his fingers around your neck and starts thrusting in, each time going harder and faster. The room filled with moans, grunts and skin slapping. “You like this don’t you, you little slut? So desperate and needy for daddy’s cock. Swallowing my saliva like a dirty little girl.” He raised your leg and spanked your butt. All you could do was moan for him. Your brain couldn’t even form a sentence. “C-close” you whimper, hoping he would let you cum.

Jungkook placed his thumb on your nub and rubbed it in a circular motion while pounding your pussy. “If you cum without my permission, daddy’s gonna have to punish you. You remember your last punishment right?” Your heart stopped. You never want to interact with JK ever again. You could cry just by thinking about the last punishment. “Y-yes daddy! I remember it but please don’t punish me. I won’t cum without your permission.”

He started thrusting faster while rubbing your clit harder. Your body started shaking because of the sudden pressure. “No! Slow, please! I won’t be able to hold it in!” You cried, putting your feet on his chest and trying your best to push him away. Jungkook slapped you again and flipped you onto your stomach. He roughly entered in again, making you scream. He spanked your ass and pulled your hair while thrusting harder and harder. “No, please! I-I can’t!” You sob, kicking your feet back.

You squeeze around him one more time before cumming on his cock. You release your clenched muscles and relax your body. “Did I say that you can fucking cum?” You shook your head ‘no’ and cried under him. “I’m sorry, daddy. I really couldn’t hold it. I tried my best.” He smacked your butt again and kept thrusting. This wasn’t Jungkook anymore.

It was a long and painful night. It became extremely painful to cum. Your wrists were tied above your head. Your legs were wide open while he viciously hammered himself into you. Your body was covered in hickeys and bruises. You squirt around him once again and knock out before he could finish.

Jungkook continued roughly fucking you despite you not being conscious. He gripped onto your waist and pulled your body back while he thrust forward. After a couple of hard thrusts,’ he came in you. Cum overflowed in your hole. Your thighs were completely soaked. He picked you and laid you down on the bed before reaching over for a towel to wipe the cum off.

The next morning you woke up naked on his chest. “Good morning.” He said in a raspy tone. “Good morning” You whisper back. “What do you want for breakfast?” He asked while running his fingers through your hair. “Pancakes please.”

Jungkook helped you shower since you couldn’t feel the lower half of your body. When you got into the shower, he placed you down on your knees and slapped your face with his cock. “Open your mouth, princess.” The second it opened, his cock was shoved down your throat. You choke around him while holding onto his muscular thighs. “Suck, babygirl. Suck it like a good slut.” He pushed your hair out of your face and harshly fucked your mouth since your pace wasn’t satisfying him. He slapped your face as you struggled to breathe around him. “Look at me, you little whore!” You look up at him with eyes full of tears. Soon you felt ropes of thick cum going down your throat. You swallow it all down and moan around his cock.

The next week was full of rough sex. During the day Jungkook had to “deal with business” so you stayed home, scared and helpless. Every night he would come home and drag you out of bed just to have sex with you. Your body and mind couldn’t keep up. Every time he touched you, you mentally screamed and cried. Some nights he would come home covered in blood. Of course, it was terrifying. You’ve never seen this side of him. And you’re not sure what triggered it either.

You were in your shared bedroom when you heard the door unlock. He was home earlier than usual. He walked into the bedroom with a dress in hand. “Get up and get ready. We have to attend a party. Here’s your dress.” He left the room and you left to take another shower. After putting on some light makeup, you slip into the gown.

Jungkook walked in wearing all black. He comes over to you and places his chin on your shoulder and wraps his arms around your waist. “Babygirl, when we arrive at this party you stay close to me.” He whispers in your ear. His icy fingers trace your nude back before zipping your dress up. “You look stunning, princess.” He turned you around and kissed you softly.

The party was held at a huge mansion outside the city. Jungkook held onto your hand and dragged you with him. It seemed like he was looking for someone. As you two walk hand in hand, you notice some of the men eyeing you down. One guy specifically caught your attention. You both were staring at each other. Jungkook was talking to someone and didn’t notice you looking at another man. You immediately stop and look down.

“Who’s your date, Mr. Jeon.” The stranger said, looking at me.

“She’s my wife. Mrs. Jeon.”

You’re his what? You gave him a strange look but as soon as you did he squeezed your hand, signalling you to play along.

“Well, I don't see a ring on her finger.” The man whom you were staring at moments ago was now standing in front of you. “O-oh I forgot it at home on the dresser.”

A sly smirk places on the man's face. He puts his hand out and introduces himself. “Byun Baekhyun, CEO of Byun Enterprise” you grab his hand but before you could shake it he kneeled and placed a soft kiss on your fingers.

Jungkook was squeezing your hand even harder. You quietly whimper and tug on his fingers with your other hand. He loosened his grip but his face showed clear frustration. Baekhyun walked away before Jungkook could punch him in the face. He excused you and himself from the stranger and dragged you into a room.

The man slammed the door shut and grabbed you by the neck. He pushed you against the mirror and started yelling at you. “Why the fuck were you looking at him like that?! Huh? Do you wanna go and be his slut?!”

“I’m not a slut! You cried out, trying to push him off of you. “Turn around.”

“No! I’m tired of being your sla-”

“FUCKING TURN AROUND.” You immediately turn around and keep your head down so you don’t have to look at him. The male pulled down your spandex along with your panties. “You know how I feel about other males being close to you..” he covered your mouth and thrust in. “Yet you still disobey me. And now you’re talking back to your daddy.”

He started to increase his pace as you sobbed into his hand. Your insides were bruised. Your walls were tired of clenching around him every night. Every time he touched you, your body weakened. He was able to do whatever he liked because you were too scared to leave him. “Why the fuck was he looking at you like that? Do you know him?” He pulled on your hair, forcing you to watch him fuck your guts outs.

“N-no, daddy. I-I’ve never met him before. I swear- ahh!” He pushed his whole cock in and the tip hit your g-spot. Jungkook’s hand intertwined with yours as he kissed your jawline. “You wouldn’t lie to me, right?”

“No daddy, never.” You said, finally being able to breathe.

He pulled out and tucked himself away then pulled your spandex up. “If I catch you making eye contact with another male, I will hurt you. Understand?”

“Yes, daddy. I understand.”

“Good girl.” He kissed you once again and pulled you back to the party. You guys both sat down at a table and waited for the event to start. People kept coming to your table to talk to Jungkook. A man asked if he could speak to him outside so Jungkook told you to keep your head down, don’t talk to anyone or don’t leave the table.

About five minutes later, Baekhyun sits next to you. “Are you having fun?” He asked, playful dancing. “Not really. This party’s pretty boring.” He nodded his head in agreement and stopped dancing. “Where’s your husband?”

“He’s outside talking to someone.” You look back to see if Jungkook's around. If he saw Baekhyun sitting next to you, he would lose his shit. Luckily he wasn’t. “Wait… are you guys really married?” Baekhyun asked, in confusion. “No, we’re not. I’m not sure why he said that.”

“So he lied?”

“Yeah.”

Baekhyun moved closer to you, making you a little uncomfortable. He was quick to notice and apologize.

“I’m sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. But I know what Jungkook’s been doing to you. If you want, I can help you escape him.”

“H-how do you know?”

“It’s kinda obvious, I guess. Especially since… you know… JK. He’s not the most gentle guy around and I’m sorry that you had to face him. Just trust me. I know I’m a stranger and all but you won’t be able to leave him without my help.”

“How do I leave him?”

“Now. While he’s talking to someone, ask if you can go to the washroom. I’ll meet you there and we can leave together. I’ll protect you. If you think Jungkook has a lot of guards, wait till you see my pack.” Of course, you hesitated. If Jungkook found out about this not only will you suffer for the rest of your life, but anyone around him would die.

“He’ll find me. I can’t do it.” You quietly say.

“Fine. I won’t force you. I’m just trying to help.” Baekhyun said while getting up. He left you alone at the table while you deeply thought about your decision. “Princess, what’s wrong.” It was Jungkook. He took a seat next to you and put his arm around you. “Nothing, just bored.”

“Thank you for being a good girl while I was gone. Do you want something to drink?”

“No thanks. Actually, can I go to the washroom?”

“Is it an emergency?”

You nodded your head.

“Go. Be quick. If you’re not back in five minutes, I won’t hesitate to fuck you in the stall.”

You quickly get up and head to the washroom. Baekhyun wasn’t there making you lose all hope. After all, you said no. You were about to walk into the bathroom until Baekhyun’s voice surprised you. “Changed your mind?”

“Yeah…”

“K, let's go.”

He grabbed your hand and pulled you to the back door. Two guards were waiting in front of a black car and they quickly opened the door when they saw you two. You all get in and they start to drive away. You did it! He’s out of your life now.

You look over at Baekhyun and thank him. “Thank you so much for helping me escape him… but I gotta ask, why did you help me?”

“I felt bad. A guy like him doesn’t deserve a woman like you.” You chuckle. “Are you done flirting?”

“Not yet.” He smiled at you then started talking again. “So what’s the real deal between you and him?”

“Contract. Made me sign it a year ago. He was nice until we landed in Paris. Then he became someone else.”

“I guess Jungkook hasn’t opened up to you. He used to live in Paris when he was younger. He suffered a lot because of his parents. They abused him. They forced him to participate in killing people at such a young age. That’s why JK has been out. His parents are still around but he lost contact with them after becoming an adult. He’s out for revenge.”

“He’s been killing people?” Baekhyun nodded. “I mean, he came home with blood on him the other day. But I didn’t question him.”

“It’s good that you didn’t. The slightest things set him off.” You hum in response and look out the window. “So, where are we going?”

“Back to my house. You’ll be safe there. We have plenty of guest rooms and I can lend you some of my clothes. But we’ll have to leave Paris as soon as possible because Jungkook is probably looking for us.”

Jungkook’s POV

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Y/N left for the washroom while my eyes searched for Baekhyun. I had to make sure that she wasn’t with him. I released my breath as I saw him talking to another guy.

“Jungkook? Is that you?” I turn around to see my old friend, Kim Taehyung.

He hugged me and showed me his bright smile. “Taehyung! Nice to see you.”

“Nice to see you too! How’s JK doing?”

“He’s calmed down, I suppose. What about V?”

“He’s hanging in there.”

This is why Taehyung and I get along so well. We both have another personality that fears absolutely nothing. He teaches me how to control my other side. I teach him my torture methods. It’s a win-win. He and Y/N are the two positives in my life.

We continued our conversation until a guard ran over to us, informing me that Y/N was gone.

“What the fuck do you mean she’s gone?”

“She’s not in the bathroom. We checked the cameras and she left with another man. They used the back door so we didn’t see her.”

I took my gun out and aimed it at the guards head. “You have one fucking job and it’s to protect my girl.” Taehyung snatched the gun out of my hand and questioned the guards. “Who did she leave with?”

“Byun Baekhyun.”

“I’m going to kill that motherfucker.”

“We can, but we have to get out of here first. Do you have Y/N’s location?” Taehyung asked me.

“No, I don't. She doesn’t have a phone because she’s always with me.”

“Calm down, Kook. We can track down Baekhyun.”

Your POV

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You stepped out of the shower with a white towel wrapped around your body. You were finally able to clean yourself properly since Jungkook’s been the one bathing you. And by bathing, you mean having more sex in the shower.

“Baekhyun, I need clothes.” A couple of seconds later someone knocked on the door. “Here’s my shirt and sweatpants.” You quickly open the door and take it from him. “Thank you.” You could deal with no underwear for one night. It wasn’t a big deal. At least you were away from Jungkook.

You put the clothes on then leave his bathroom. “Thank you again for everything.”

“Stop thanking me. It’s lame.” He laid down on his bed and patted the space next to him. “Let’s watch a movie. Maybe it’ll distract you.” You climb onto his bed and lay down next to him.

“You hungry, peanut?” You giggle at the nickname. “No, I’m not hungry.” You felt safe with him. It was an unexplainable feeling. Baekhyun slightly turned to you and wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close. You wrap your arms around his neck and continue watching the movie. When you looked at Baekhyun he was staring at you. “What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”

“There is.” He gave you a quick peck then went back to watching the movie. “Heyyyy, what was that for?”

“No reason. You’re just so pretty.”

The cute moment ended when one of the guards slammed the door open and yelled that they were under attack. He was immediately shot in the head after he said so. You both get off the bed and Baekhyun takes his gun out. “Go hide in the closet. I’ll come and get you after I’m done, okay.” He kissed you one more time before leaving the bedroom.

You run into his closet and hide under his clothes. You were hiding for about ten minutes when you heard the closet door open. “Princess? Where are you? Daddy came to save you.” His voice sent chills down your spine. You held your breath and didn’t move a muscle. “Come out or I’ll kill your precious Baekhyun.”

“Did you find her Jungkook?” Another man with a much deeper voice spoke. “No, I haven’t.” You released your breath as quietly as you can. “I’ll go question Baekhyun then.”

“No, no. That won’t be necessary.”

Jungkook started to dig around the pile of clothes you were hiding in and pulled you out. “Noooo! Stop, please! Let me go!” You scream and try to crawl away but Jungkook pinned you down and the other man put a cloth over your mouth and nose.

Jungkook’s POV

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I carried her to the car and laid her down on the backseat. I go back into the mansion only to hear that Baekhyun had escaped. “Sir, we had him here but his guards must have set him free.” I close my eyes in annoyance. “You’ve failed two times in one day. Find him or I’ll cut your body up and feed it to my dogs.”

“Y-yes, sir.”

I walk towards Taehyung and he pats my back. “We’ll catch him next time.”

“If we don’t, I’ll kill every person in sight.”

“Relax, JK. At least you got your girlfriend back.”

“You mean my slut? I have to teach her a lesson.”

“Mind if I join?”

“Next time, V. I need her to myself tonight.”

Your POV

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“Get the fuck up. We’re here.”

You open your eyes and see that you’ve arrived at the penthouse. “J-Jungkook, p-please let me explain.” He yanked you out of the car making you fall onto your knees. “Owww.’’ You sob, bringing your hands on your knees to massage it.

He didn’t care about anything at this point. You did this to yourself. If you behaved, maybe you would’ve been at the Eiffel Tower, enjoying the view with him. But no. You left him for another man and now you have to pay for it.

Jungkook carried you up to the penthouse and pushed you in before slamming the door shut. He grabbed your throat and slammed you against the wall. You were forced to look into his dark orbs. “Did you enjoy his dick, you little slut?”

“P-please no! Daddy n-no! Y-you got it all wr-wrong, I-” You were crying so hard, you weren’t able to finish your sentence.“Let me show you what I can do to you for the rest of your life” he removed his belt and pushed you on the floor. He pulled your pants down just to see no underwear. “You little whore! Where’s your underwear?” He spanked your ass with his belt over and over and didn’t stop until he saw small cuts on your cheeks.

“Jungkook! please I didn’t” before you could finish your sentence a hard slap landed on your cheek. “Wrong fucking name, princess.” Tears rushed down your hot cheeks. You didn’t want this. You wouldn’t be able to handle the pain. You get back to your senses and run for the door. “Not so fast, baby girl. We haven’t even gotten started.”

JK dragged you to the bedroom, shoved you down onto the bed and started tying your wrist to the bed frame. “You know, I was planning on being gentle with you tonight… but fuck that.”

He placed his fingers into your mouth and made you suck on them while he ripped your shirt off. JK placed you on your stomach then pushed his tip into the wrong hole, making you scream at the top of your lungs. “Noooo! Please! No!” You squirm underneath him, begging him to stop. He pushed his whole cock in so you screamed and cried into a pillow. He groaned in satisfaction. Your ass was much tighter than your pussy. Not caring about your pleasure, he brutally pounded you. Your whole body started to shut down as you felt hopeless. All you could do was cry.

The man pulled on your hair and licked your tears away. “If you wanted a punishment, you could’ve just asked, princess.”

His nails dug into your skin, putting you in even more pain. His thrust was unbearable. He would pull out until only his tip was buried in you, then slam his whole cock in, knocking the breath out of you. Your hole was aching around him. “P-please, j-just slow- oww!” You cried, giving up on your sentence.

He used your ass for hours. His cum was filled to the brim of your hole. He pulled out, laid down behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. The male took out a gun and shot at the wall. You sob and move back into his embrace, shaking even harder. “See what you did there? You came back to me. You came back into my embrace, wanting me to protect you. Let me tell you something. It will always be like this. You will always come back to me. Into my arms. You belong to me.” He laid his head on yours and slowed down. “Am I right?” He whispers in your ear. “Y-yes daddy. I want chu to protect me. Pwease don’t hurt me. Pwease.”

He rubbed his cheek against yours then went back to thrusting. “We’re gonna get married, right babygirl?” You hide your face and cry your heart out. How could you marry him? “Answer me!” He yelled into your ear. “Y-yes daddy, w-we’ll get married. We’ll get m-married and I’ll be all y-yours forever.” Jungkook held you down and kept thrusting. You quiet down after some hours and let him use you. You kept cumming on him over and over. There was a pool of cum on the bedsheets.

You couldn’t possibly do anything to save yourself so the best thing to do was to obey. He kept you under him the whole time and didn’t give you a break. You insides were being wrecked by his cock. He had a tight hold on you, so you couldn’t escape him.

“Are you sleeping on me, princess?”

“N-no, daddy. I don’t have the energy to talk.”

He flipped you onto your back and started aggressively slamming his cock into you again and again. He held onto your neck and spat into your mouth. “Tell me exactly what happened at Baekhyun’s house.”

“H-he let me shower and gave me his clothes to wear. Then we started to watch a movie and that's it.”

“Did you fuck him?”

“No daddy. M-my body belongs to you.”

“Damn right it does. Get on all fours.” You slowly flip yourself onto your stomach and try your best to keep yourself up. He plunged himself into your ass once again and started thrusting at an inhuman speed. You held onto the bedsheets but the pain was still there. You collapse on the bed, not being able to hold yourself up anymore. But this didn’t stop Jungkook. He only went faster, showing you who’s in control. His hips smacked against your ass repeatedly.

You started losing all your senses. You shake around him as you push through your orgasm. You sharply inhale and clench your sore muscles as hard as you can. Waves of pleasure and pain push through your body and as soon as it reaches the bottom, you release. Your muscles relax as your cum drips down your slit. You try to catch your breath but the man behind you pulls out of your ass and slams into your wet pussy.

“Come on princess. Do that one more time for me.”

“Noooo!” You screamed out. You couldn’t do that again. “Daddy.. can’t! Daddyyyy!” He went harder and faster, indicating that he’s close. You clench around him one more time, sending him over the edge. His hot cum rushed deep inside you. “Fuck, princess. Just like that!” He hissed. He pulled you onto his lap and pushed you to have another orgasm. All you could see is white. All you could hear is his skin slapping against yours.

Tingles travel throughout your body as you clench all your muscles again. Jungkook held you tightly and gave you a final thrust that sent you over the moon. “Daddy!” You sob, holding onto him like your life depended on it. Your cum coated his cock one more time. “I-is it over? Are y-you done?” You sniffle and keep your eyes closed. Jungkook lays down with you in his arms. “It’s over.” He kissed your forehead and rubbed your back to soothe you.

You cry into his neck even harder. “Please… I want the old you back.”

“You want Jungkook?” He asked, suddenly looking a little hurt. “Y-yeah.”

“I’m sorry, I took him away from you. I just wanted to feel what he was feeling.”

“What was he feeling?”

“Loved… if you want, I can give you him.”

“Wait no.” You said, suddenly feeling bad. “I-I can love you too.” You rub your nose against his and feel all warm inside. You kissed him softly on the lips while your fingers moved his damped hair out of his face. You lay back down on his chest with your fingers still tangled in his hair. “Please love me back.” You mumble.

“I already do.”

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Hi!! i absolutely love you’re writing as i thought yanderes always had to be mean but you’ve given me what i needed with the softness would it be possible to get the nsfw alphabet for yandere deku? or really anything with him as when i imagine whom he’s a very desperate and needy boy i hope you have a great day!!

♡ Yandere Deku NSFW Alphabet ♡

He’s so cute 🥺🥺 Also thank you, I love the ideas of yanderes but a lot of the violence in yandere fics trigger me. I just want a soft yandere to take me away from all my problems and protect me 👉👈💖💕💞

(Fem!darling)

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

Izuku’s first instinct is to make sure you’re okay. Are you alright? Did he hurt you? Did you feel good? Izuku is a hardcore worshipper a bit of a worshipper, so he wants to make sure you’re happy with him. He wants to lay with you and cuddle with you but if you don’t want to, he’ll leave the room (to cry)

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

He’s supposed to choose? But everything about you is beautiful. Everything about you makes him feel fuzzy inside. He doesn’t really have a favorite part of himself. He’s very insecure about the scars on his arms. Please tell him he looks fine.

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

It depends on what you want. If you want him to wear a condom, he will. You want his to cum inside, he’ll listen, If you want to get pregnant, he’ll take you off birth control (he’d be ecstatic if you wanted to have a baby)

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

Izuku is a pervert. It’s always the shy ones. He’s not disrespectful or gross like Mineta some people. But he has stolen your panties. And watched you shower. And taken pictures of you changing. And had wet dreams about you. And written down his fantasies about you in a separate notebook. Ok, maybe he’s really pervy.

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

Izuku has no experience at all. He can’t even look at your naked body most of the time without feeling like he’s going to pass out. But despite his lack of experience, he notes down EVERYTHING you like. So he will make you feel incredible. Most of this from watching you masturbate and looking at your search history (to see what type of porn and hentai you read)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) ♡

Any position where he can see your face, he wants to make sure he’s pleasing you. So he’ll watch your face very carefully to see if you like it.

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

With most thing for Izuku, he’s mostly just nervous. Sometimes he get confident, but that wears off a little bit when he sees your body. If he’s had a bad day of hero work, he’ll either be completely baby-boy-sub or hard-yet-soft-dom.

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

Once again, it depends on what you want. If you want Izuku to not have hair, he’ll shave it all off! If you want him to have hair, be prepared for tiny green curls down there!

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

Izuku is very intimate with you. Pretty much everything he does in the bedroom is to please you. Although, if he’s had a particularly bad day of hero work, he’ll be a little bit rougher with you. Don’t worry, if he goes a bit over board, he’ll make sure you’re okay!

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) ♡

Izuku truly didn’t masturbate before he found you. Then his sex drive went through the roof. He’s definitely jerked off into your panties. Or he has your panties over his face while he jerks off. Although, every time he does this, he feels extremely ashamed and embarrassed.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) ♡

Thigh riding. Please ride his thigh. Izuku may have muscular arms but he’s also get muscular thighs, so if you ride his thigh, you’ll be able to feel his muscles. He also has a thing for seeing you ride him, he likes being able to see your face. And see your chest bounce up and down.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) ♡

Anywhere in his apartment. Unlike other yanderes, Izuku will take you out from time to time. But he will NOT make love to you in public. No one should be able to see you in such a vulnerable and intimate state!

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

Izuku loves seeing you in lacy and innocent looking lingerie. It makes him really riled up. Although he gets to shy to ask you to try lingerie on, most of the time.

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

Izuku won’t share you. He gets insecure, so if you ask for a threesome or toys, he gets sad. Is he not enough for you? Is he doing something wrong? Should he be rougher or softer with you? What’s he doing wrong?

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

Izuku is very good at oral. He doesn’t really know why, considering he has absolutely no experience. But he’s really, really good at eating you out. If you offer to give him a blowjob, he won’t be apposed to it. He will blush and hide his face the whole time, though. He’s also very sensitive, so please don’t tease him, he can’t handle it.

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

Refer back to letter I. Most of the time he’s soft with you. But sometimes the dom side of him comes out and he gets a little bit rough. Don’t worry, he’ll make sure you’re alright afterwards.

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

Izuku would love to have super long sessions with you and overstimulate you to hell. But Izuku is VERY sensitive, meaning he cums pretty quick. But he can deal with some overstimulation on his part. He’s strong, he can handle it!

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

Izuku will let you experiment on him! He doesn’t like hurting you, so most BDSM is out of the question. Unless you’re the dom, in that case, whip him as hard as you can! Don’t worry, he can handle it!

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

Because Izuku is very sensitive, he can only last a few rounds before he gets exhausted and SUPER overstimulated.

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

He’ll let you use toys on him! He doesn’t like using toys on you because he gets insecure that you’ll like it better than him. Izuku gets insecure fairly easily.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) ♡

Izuku will not tease you! He never ever wants you to feel bad or upset! If you want to tease him, he’s okay with that. When your the dom, he’ll let you be as soft or as tough as you want! If he’s the dom, he’ll be as soft as possible with you! You’re to special!

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

Very, very, very, loud. Izuku is probably the loudest moaner imagine, he gets really embarrassed about it. The neighbors will hear you two, there’s no way they can ignore it. Izuku also makes the ahego face, every single time he thrusts.

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

Izuku is the most switch, one could be.

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

Despite being shorter than the average teen, Izuku has a rather large member. Not super thick, but fairly long. He’s also very muscular in general, he doesn’t think he is, but he is.

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

Izuku has a fairly high sex drive. Mostly because you’re just so sexy! How is he supposed to be calm when you look- well- the way you do?! He also has frequent wet dreams so most mornings he wakes up super horny.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) ♡

Izuku falls asleep, pretty quickly. Mostly because he gets super tired after sex. He tries to stay up but he can’t. He’ll also fall asleep with his arms around your waist with a rock solid grip. So good luck trying to get him off of you.

#yandere deku #yandere!deku #yandere Deku x reader #yandere Izuku #yandere Izuku x reader #yandere midoriya #yandere Midorya x reader #yandere bnha #soft yandere #yandere x reader

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diaphragmjellyfish · 3 years

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Hawk Fluff Alphabet

Requested by @manicgrungegf

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

What hawk finds most attractive about you is your kindness. You’re literally the sweetest person to everyone you meet and he likes to think that if he knew you when he was Eli, you still would have dated him. You didn’t care about the muscles or the tattoo or the hair. You genuinely loved him and were always kind to him even when he was being an ass.

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

He’s not sure about whether he wants kids or not. He’s kind of just enjoying being young and having fun right now, and he never actually thought he’d get married before, but he’d be open to it later on down the line if it was something you really wanted.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

For as much game as he talks, this boy is a LITTLE SPOON. He loves being held by you, and sometimes can’t fall asleep unless your arms are wrapped around him. In public, he’s always the one with his arm around you, hugging you from behind, putting on that alpha male persona, but when it’s just you guys he’s a total puppy.

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

Hawk likes to take you to parties. You guys can drink, dance, hang out with your friends, it’s the perfect place in his opinion. But for more private occasions like your anniversary, he likes a nice picnic on the beach. He’d make PB&J’s for you guys (and cut off your crusts), pack some juice boxes, and bring a big giant blanket (and condoms shhh) for you guys.

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

You’re my happy place. Hawk thinks of you as the best thing that’s ever happened to him. Whenever he feels frustrated from training or insecure about his scar or angry at Demitri, he knows he can always go to you for support and you’ll make him forget all about that stuff. He’s never not smiling when you’re around.

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

He first knew he loved you when you said his scar was cute. It’s always been his biggest insecurity, and even when you guys first went out, he always just assumed you just tried not to look at it and look at his hair or muscles instead. But when you told him you liked it, thought it gave him character and looked kind of tough, his heart shot through the roof. This beautiful, ethereal, magnetically charming girl thought his scar, his deformity, was cute?! Love on sight.

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

He’s more gentle than you would think, but still not as gentle as, say, Miguel. He would never hurt you or make you do anything you don’t want to do, but he likes to rough house, play wrestle, and tease you a little bit. He likes to sneak up behind you, pick you up and spin you around, and ruffle your hair as a “good morning” every day.

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

Hawk is holding your hand all. The. damn. Time. He likes everyone to know who you belong to. Inside, he’s still a little insecure and nervous that you’ll decide you can do better and leave him, so he finds holding your hand reassuring, especially when you run your thumb over the back of his hand.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

His first impression of you was honestly not good. You were friends with Samantha Larusso so he just assumed you were stuck up and snobby. The first time you guys actually talked was at a party. You were pacing nervously outside because your friends had left, your phone died, and you had no way to get home. Hawk took pity on you and offered to give you a ride on his motorcycle, and you guys ended up driving all over town, talking, laughing, drinking milkshakes, and you quickly made plans to hang out the next day.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

He is the most jealous boy, mostly because he’s insecure that you’ll leave him for someone else. Sometimes you think it’s hot, but if it ever bothers you, he’ll make a conscious effort to work on himself and trust that you’ll always come back to him.

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

Your first kiss was the sweetest moment ever. You guys were sitting on the beach one night talking about all your deep thoughts. He started telling you how he was super insecure about his lip scar and thought no girl would ever want to kiss him before he got the mohawk and muscles. “Well I can think of one girl who would love to kiss you.” At this, he looked at you with pure shyness, and you leaned in and gave him a sweet kiss. Now, his kisses can range anywhere from sweet and loving, to possessive and dominant. You love them all.

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

He knew he was in love with you when you first talked about nerdy shit with him and Demitri. He always thought he couldn’t like nerdy stuff like Dr. Who or girls wouldn’t like him, so when Demitri brought it up while you three were hanging out, he panicked. But then you started talking about the new trailer and how excited you were for a female Dr. and he fell in love on the spot.

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

His favorite memory with you is that time he needed to touch up his hair color and you asked if you could do it for him. You got him a little poncho (garbage bag but shhh), parted his hair in neat little sections, and touched up the dye. You guys had such a fun time, you gushed about how good his hair looked down, and it ended up looking way better than when he did it himself. Now every time he needs a touch up he comes to you.

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

Hawk doesn’t generally spoil you with material things. You both would much rather spend your time and money on memories, or food. Of course on your birthday and anniversaries he gets you little gifts, but generally speaking, his love language leans more towards quality time.

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

Lavender reminds him of you. Soft, sweet, feminine. He thinks it looks amazing on you, too. He’s actually thought about dying his mohawk lavender next just to feel closer to you.

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

Princess. That’s the biggest one. Sometimes angel, or babygirl.

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

His favorite non-modern thing is old muscle cars. He’s saving up to buy an old Corvette one day. It’s one of his big goals in life. He wants to have a mohawk made for the car, too, so everyone knows how cool he is.

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

Little secret about Hawk, he loves to cook. When it’s raining outside, he likes to have you come over and make a big meal with him. Maybe chicken pot pie, steaks, or pad thai, and sit on the couch eating and watching old movies.

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

Unfortunately, Hawk used to be an expert at being sad back before he joined Cobra Kai. The way he likes to deal with it is generally just crying. He likes to let it all out, be alone, collect himself, and then maybe watch a movie or hang out with you. If you’re sad, his first question is “who do I have to beat up?” If it’s not from a person, he’ll take you on an adventure. Hikes, long drives, exploring new places, just to get your mind off it.

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

Umm karate. It literally changed his life. He loves to tell you about the new moves he learned in training, talk about the tournaments coming up, or the rivalry between Cobra Kai and Myagi-Do. And you’re a sucker for gossip so you love to hear about it.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Music, soft blankets, the tiredness after a workout, a good hot meal, and he loves to watch cringe compilations on Youtube.

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

Ever since his transformation from Eli to Hawk, this boy likes to show off everything, all the time. His hair, his tattoos, his muscles, his fighting skills, his sarcasm, his girl…

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

He proposes to you about 6 months into your relationship with a ring pop outside of a gas station. You both knew it was a joke, but honestly started referring to each other as fiance and never stopped. Then, about 3 years later, he got you a real ring and took your hand and said “about time we actually do this, huh?” Of course, he took you to the same gas station where he had “proposed” the first time. Not the most romantic thing looking in on it, but to you guys, it was perfect.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Highway To Hell- ACDC

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

He proposes to you multiple times! Of course he thinks about it. He wants you guys to be together forever!

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

A hawk! It’s his signature symbol, of course he thinks it would be super badass to actually have a pet hawk. He would name it Desmond, and get it a tiny little mohawk.

#cobra kai #hawk #hawk x reader #miguel diaz #eli moskowitz #eli moskowitz x reader #jacob bertrand #fluff #karate kid

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anon911andbuddie · 3 years

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Prompt: After the ladder truck crushed Buck’s leg he becomes estranged from the team. Buck ends up losing the leg, and Eddie finds out after the fact from Christopher. Buddie h/c ensues

As always, this got away from me. I started this prompt weeks ago but it just kept getting longer and longer, then realized I missed a tiny prompt aspect and reworked it. Then again it got longer and longer. And oops, the word count is now over 7.5k. But it is finished.

So strap in for some angst, hurt/comfort, firefam doing firefam things, and Buddie finally gets their moment. Hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I did writing and rewriting.

-Scarlet 📕

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of death (Shannon's), Bombing, hostage situations (AKA events of season 2, episode 18), Hospitals, injury, infection, amputation, depression, refusal to eat, anxiety, swearing, nightmares, secret keeping, hints of gaslighting, attempted ghosting, self-deprecation. And all around Buck Drama.

At What Cost?

Everyone kept telling Buck that he was lucky to be alive. That he had survived a bombing and being trapped under a 20-ton truck. Buck didn’t feel lucky. He had survived, but it cost him the use of his leg. Sure his leg was still attached but the muscle damage was enough to force him out of his job. One guy pressed a button and undid Buck’s entire life. His career as a firefighter was over. His parents hadn’t even come to see him. Sure they called, but it was like his ruined life meant nothing to them. He couldn’t live in the apartment he hadn’t even fully moved into yet since he couldn’t use the stairs. Buck was so beyond done.

The most annoying part was that his story was all over the news, Taylor Kelly had seen to that. Eddie had actually been furious about how she played up her so-called “personal connection” for the story. Buck genuinely didn’t care about Taylor Kelly right now. Anywhere he tried to go people would recognize him, pity him, and that wasn’t totally on her. Every news station jumped at the opportunity to showcase the whole disaster. He hated it. He hated everything. He couldn’t do his job. He had no purpose. No matter how his sister, his girlfriend, his team, Carla, or even Christopher tried to tell him it would get better. He didn’t believe them. His leg was useless. There was no going back from this.

He didn’t care if the city and the fire department had compensated him decently for having an on-the-job accident resulting in his inability to work, but Buck knew they only did it because the whole thing had gone viral. The world finally recognized Buck as a hero, too bad he would never feel like one again. He was just a burden now. A burden on the system, a burden on his friends. They had insisted that he might not be on the team anymore, but he was still one of them. He found that hard to believe. They all had their own lives. Bobby and Athena eloping proved it. They didn’t need a cripple ex-firefighter messing things up for them. And Eddie, Christopher, even Maddie, all had their own trauma to deal with. They didn’t need him making things worse. He didn’t want that for his family. So he did the only reasonable thing in his book. As soon as he had any semblance of autonomy back he did what he knew they all probably secretly wished would happen. He pulled away. He had found a new apartment and didn't really tell anyone where he was. They left him messages. They were all worried.

"He needs time," the doctors told them. "He will need to adjust. He just lost his job, his pride is wounded. He might feel like he has lost his independence."

Carla had been the only person able to get to him and even she saw him sparingly because she had her own responsibilities. It was weeks later when Eddie got an unsettling phone call from Carla saying she needed a few days off.

"Everything alright, your family okay?" Eddie asked.

"Yeah, they’re fine,” Carla assured him. “It's...well, Buck needs my help for a few days."

"Oh," Eddie tried not to sound hurt that his best friend had called Carla for help and not him. Eddie knew that Carla had been his friend first, but he was his best friend. "I'll see if Abuela can look after Chris. Let Buck know we miss him."

"I will," she assured him again. "Thanks, Eddie."

Eddie felt bad but just two days after he gave Carla the time off she needed he had found out Abuela couldn’t cover one of the days. So Eddie did the only thing he could, he called Carla.

“I know I said I would get Abuela to watch him, but she can’t tomorrow. Is it possible you could at least pick him up and -”

“Let me check and call you back,” Carla told him and hung up. She called back a couple of minutes later. She sighed but told him it was fine. “I can bring him with me, it won't be an issue.”

The next day at work they were all shocked by a surprise visitor.

“Hello?” Ali said as she entered the station loft a few weeks later. Bobby swiftly got to his feet. No one had really seen her since Buck was released.

“Hey, Ali, is everything alright? How’s Buck?” Bobby asked.

“That’s actually why I’m here,” Ali said.

“What about Buck?” Eddie asked as he joined them, drawing the attention of Hen and Chimney.

“Have any of you heard from him recently?” Ali asked.

They looked at each other and shook their heads.

“That’s what I thought,” Ali said. “This probably isn’t my place, but I think someone should check on him.”

“You’re his girlfriend, why wouldn’t it be your place?” Hen asked, confusion clear on her face.

“Was, past tense, he…” Ali sighed. “He broke it off, but that isn’t my point.” She shook her head. “No, after they...I know he has been through something no one can prepare themselves for. I know he is struggling, but he doesn’t want me there.”

"When did you guys split?" Eddie asked.

"A few days ago," Ali admitted.

“Huh,” Eddie said. “Well Chris is with Carla today and I know she’s seen him. I’ll ask her-”

“Yes, Carla,” Ali nodded. “She is the only one he seems to trust these days.”

“What are you trying to say, Ali?” Bobby asked.

“I’m saying he isn’t doing well and needs someone to check in on him, and well, that’s not only part of your job but you’re like his family.” She looked from face to face as she spoke. “I’m sure he’ll be more receptive to you guys.”

“We’ll check on him,” Bobby assured her.

“That’s all I’m asking,” Ali said.

Eddie’s anxiety only grew when Christopher had been unusually silent since Carla dropped him off. His son didn't really want to talk about where he'd been or what he did at school and he didn't really touch his dinner. It had alarm bells going off in Eddie's head. They had made some progress trying to get back some semblance of normal after losing Shannon. It was like all that progress was undone in one afternoon. He had sent Carla a text and she had told him Christopher just needed time to deal with what he went through. She assured him he would talk to Eddie when he was ready, but Eddie had an uneasy feeling he was missing something. It wasn't until he woke up at 3 am and heard sniffling when he went to check on his son did Eddie get really worried.

"Hey, Buddy, have a bad dream?" Eddie asked. Christopher nodded. "Want to tell me about it?" Eddie didn't like the way Christopher hesitated to answer.

"He didn't want anyone to know, but I know and-" Christopher let out a sob and Eddie pulled him into a hug. When Christopher had quieted some Eddie tried to find out what was going on.

"What happened, Bud?" He asked. "What weren't you supposed to know?"

"That Buck's leg is gone," Christopher told him and Eddie didn't know what he expected, but it sure as hell didn't expect that.

"What?" Eddie asked.

Christopher pulled back and looked up at his dad with tear-filled eyes. "Gone, gone. They took it off. From here," Christopher pointed at his dad's knee and down to his toes. "To here is gone."

"It was just a dream, Chris," Eddie told him earning another round of sobs as Christopher shook his head.

"They did in real life too," Christopher cried.

Eddie froze. Was this really happening? The doctors had said Buck needed time to heal and that he would hopefully get back on his feet in time. What the hell had happened? Why hadn't Buck told him? Why didn't Carla? How was he just learning this at 3 am from his son?

"Dad?" Christopher tugged at his arm.

Eddie had to clear his throat before he could speak. "I'm here, bud,” Eddie spoke softly, trying to assure his son that everything would be alright. He held Christopher close. “Whatever is going on with Buck, we'll figure it out, okay? I talk to Carla and Buck, and we'll help him, okay?" Christopher nodded. Eddie smiled and asked, "Think you can try to sleep now?"

"Yeah," Christopher said as he got settled back in his bed. "Thanks, Dad."

Eddie gave his son a kiss on the forehead. "Night, Bud. Love you."

"Love you too."

As soon as Eddie was in his bedroom he pulled out his phone and went to dial Bobby's number but he stopped. It was 3 am and he didn't have any real facts, just what Christopher said. Instead, he sent Carla a text that Christopher had told him and to call him first thing. Then he settled in for what he knew was a sleepless night.

Eddie drank his third cup of coffee after waking up two hours before his alarm from another nightmare about the bombing. He dreamed he'd failed to save Buck and he had buried his best friend right next to his wife. So he was wide awake when his phone rang.

"For the record," Carla said when he did. "I told him he needed to tell at least Maddie, you, and Bobby too."

"What happened?" Eddie asked.

She sighed. "I noticed some discoloration on his leg when I was visiting. We got it checked out and he ended up with a nasty infection and with the amount of tissue damage he already had, well..." Eddie's chest felt painfully tight as Carla spoke. He must have made a noise because when she continued she said, "I'm sorry, Eddie, but you know as well as I do, there wasn't much of an option at that point…"

"They had to amputate it," Eddie finished for her. He gripped the phone tighter as his hands began to shake.

"They did," Carla affirmed.

"Shit," Eddie cursed under his breath, he could feel tears in his eyes.

"I know it is a lot to take in. I was surprised Christopher handled it so well, but he-"

"He really didn't," Eddie sort of blurted out.

"What? Is he okay?" Carla sounded suddenly very alert.

"I woke up to him crying at 3 am. He was telling me that Buck's leg was gone from the knee down and I figured it was just a bad dream, he told me it wasn't, and honestly, it felt like I'd been sucker-punched." Eddie let out a shaking breath as he rubbed at his eyes to keep from crying. "I told him that I'd talk to you, and hopefully Buck and we'd figure something out, but that felt almost like a lie. Why didn't he tell me? Or the team? Or-"

"He wasn't ready," Carla said. "I really hoped he would let you all back in but he was hurting and after watching him push Ali away, I was a bit worried he would do the same with all of you. I was genuinely shocked he agreed to let Christopher come over. Then again, when doesn't he put Christopher's well-being before his own..."

"How...how bad is he?" Eddie felt his nails dig into the palm of the hand that wasn’t gripping the phone.

"Honestly, Eddie," Carla said sadly, "Physically, he is healing. The infection was isolated to an area about mid-calf level. So they could save his knee, and that means a lot for future mobility."

Eddie let out a strangled sob. "God, Carla, he must be a wreck. He must be hurting."

"He is, but he doesn't want to add to anyone else's plate, especially you and Christopher. He-"

"What? No," Eddie said, taken aback. "He is my best friend, my partner, we agreed to always have each other's back."

"That's just it, Eddie. You don't work together anymore. You aren't partners. That was-"

"No, absolutely not," Eddie stated. "Doesn't matter, job or no job, it changes nothing. He is still my best friend. He was there every step after…" Eddie grew quiet.

"Eddie? You still there?" Carla questioned.

"Yeah...I," Eddie said his tone quiet and sorrowful. "He didn't want us to worry, especially so soon after Shannon, didn't he..."

"He was hoping to avoid, well, he was hoping to avoid Christopher being afraid of losing him."

"By pushing us away? Might have meant less horrific Buck-centric nightmares, but he'd still be losing his Buck. It'd be just like when Shannon left the first time. How is that preferable?"

"I hoped with time he would see that, but here we are," Carla admitted.

"I...have to make some phone calls. Call me if anything else happens, and I mean anything, okay?”

"Sure, Eddie. Tell Chris that it'll be okay. That Buck is getting better. He just might need some help feeling better, but he will get there."

"I will. Thanks, Carla."

Eddie looked at the clock and realized he needed to get Christopher up for school. After they had gotten ready, they ate breakfast, and he got Christopher off to school. Eddie pulled his phone out and called Bobby.

"Morning, Eddie, how's Christopher?" Bobby asked.

"Well he had a rough night but that's why I'm calling. Bobby, he told me at 3 am that Buck had lost his leg."

"What?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah, at first I thought he was telling me about a dream, but I talked to Carla and they really did have to amputate his leg."

"Why? What happened?"

"Carla said he got an infection, and they couldn't save it. Bobby," Eddie let out a shaking breath.

Bobby had to sit down. This was because of him. Freddie had blown up that truck to hurt Bobby, and he did, more than Freddie could possibly know. He took the heart of 118 and smashed it to pieces. Buck had always been so good at keeping them all light-hearted. The firehouse just didn't feel the same without him. From Buck’s point of view, Freddie had taken everything but his life. Freddie had taken his job, his connection to his friends, and now his leg. Bobby had told Buck that he might not be on the team anymore but he was still part of their family. Bobby had listened to the professionals and trusted that Buck just needed time. Now he was kicking himself. He thinks of all the times he sat beside him as Buck lay in a hospital bed. He was even one of his emergency contacts. Bobby cursed himself. He should have tried harder. He shouldn't have relied on Eddie talking to Carla. He should have just looked after him himself like he had promised himself after that first hospital trip. This was all his fault.

"Bobby?" Eddie called his name.

"I'm still here," Bobby told him. "Does Maddie know?"

"No, she doesn't," Eddie answered. "Carla said she tried to get him to tell her and us."

"I'll call her," Bobby sighed.."

"Thanks, Bobby."

"You okay?" Athena asked as she sat beside her husband. He didn't know how to answer that. He didn't know if he was. Buck had been through so much because of him, and Bobby missed it. He wasn't there when the bomb went off. He wasn't there when he got the infection. He wasn't there when they amputated his leg. He should have been.

"What happened?" Athena asked when it was clear Bobby wasn't going to answer that particular question.

"Buck's injured leg became infected,” Bobby replied. “They had to amputate."

"That poor kid just can't catch a break," Athena said sadly.

"I need to call Maddie," Bobby said.

"Why you?" Athena asked.

"Because I owe them at least that much," Bobby said as he looked through the contacts on his phone.

"Bobby," Athena started but he cut her off.

"He wouldn't be in this mess if It wasn't for me," He told his wife.

Athena shook her head. "You didn't blow up that truck, you didn't get him sick. You-"

"But I wasn't there, Athena. I should have been. If I had been there that night-"

"You didn't have a choice,” a very serious Athena told him, “and you got there as soon as you could. You faced a bomber with a death wish to save him. Freddie is the one to blame. Freddie detonated that bomb. Freddie wouldn't let the medics go to him right away. Freddie made this happen."

"All to hurt me,” Bobby said with remorse, “and Buck paid the price. "

"And the fact it does hurt you, means you are a good person. You would have taken Buck's place in a heartbeat, but Freddie would have killed you. Not giving you the chance to get a word in. You would be dead. Leaving Buck and the rest of us devastated. Losing a leg will be something Buck has to learn to live with, but he will do it and he will live. He will figure it out and we will all help him put his life back together. But losing you would have been so much worse for that kid. You've been down the road of what-ifs and if only’s. He'd be lost down that very same road, just like he is now. The only difference is you are still here to pull him back. You still can. So sure, call Maddie since you did just tell Eddie you would, but do it because you want Buck to feel better and have his sister there with him. Not because you think you deserve to suffer."

"Okay," Bobby sighed, he knew she was right, but he still felt like this was on him.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

The call with Maddie did not go well. Bobby was glad that Chimney had been there for her. She had cried and Chim had taken over getting the information for her and she insisted on going to see him immediately. Athena called Hen and filled her in. Hen couldn't figure out how things had gotten so bad and they had missed it. Athena wished she had an answer, but sadly, no one really did.

The next afternoon, Bobby heard shouting as he approached Buck’s new wheelchair-friendly apartment. He had found out from Chim that Maddie had stayed the night at Buck's after refusing to leave her brother’s side. She went as far as crawling into his bed and they had eventually broken down and cried about it. Bobby was quick to offer to come over and spend some time with Buck while Maddie worked that evening. That was how he ended up at Buck’s new place. It would help both of them feel better if someone they knew was there.

“I said I’m FINE!” Bobby heard Buck shout. “You shouldn't have told them!” The door was cracked as he neared it so the captain could hear the more subdued voice of Maddie as he nudged it open.

“Evan please, they just want to know you are okay,” Maddie said. "You lost a leg, they care."

“They got a fucked up way of showing it!” Buck shouted. “But I’m fine. Tell them I’m fine and go.”

“Buck,” Maddie said, her voice filled with sorrow.

“Don’t.” Buck hissed through gritted teeth. “Don’t pity me.”

“It’s not pity, Buck, I-"

“Don’t guilt-trip me either,” Buck said, glaring at her.

“Buck, please,” Maddie started but stopped when she saw Bobby in the doorway. “You have a visitor.” She forced a smile and turned to Bobby. “Hi, Bobby.”

“What’s going on?” Bobby asked as he entered the apartment.

“Buck is...well,” Maddie said, on the verge of tears. “Our parents called me because he won't take their calls. They are worried about him.” Bobby heard Buck snort of derision as he wheeled his chair over.

“Hey Buck,” Bobby said as a distraction. “I brought the stuff for stir fry, figured we could make dinner.”

“That is a great idea,” Maddie smiled. “I have a shift soon, but you guys enjoy dinner.” Maddie kissed the top of her brother’s head. “I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Not necessary,” Buck said as he turned his chair and started towards the kitchen. “But whatever.”

“Love you,” Maddie half-shouted.

“Mmhmm,” was Buck’s only response and Bobby could tell it pained the sister. Bobby put an arm around her shoulder and walked her to the door.

“He’s adjusting, it can be a jarring process. I’m sure he’ll talk to them soon, the fact he is talking to us now means he is getting better," Bobby tried to reassure her. “Try not to read too much into the thing with your parents. I’ll see if I can cheer him up a bit.”

“Thanks, Bobby,” Maddie gave him a hug and left.

Bobby went to Buck’s kitchen and started getting the ingredients ready. Buck was quiet except for telling Bobby where things were when he asked. Bobby was glad Buck hadn't kicked him out or even ask him to leave at all. It had been months since Bobby had really seen him. They talked a few times, but the guilt Bobby felt now hit him deep down. He nearly lost Buck, then let him drift too far. He needed Buck to be okay. But he had to focus on the here and now, not his past mistakes. So he tried to get a real conversation going, but Buck’s single-word replies didn’t really make it easy. When the meal was done and they were sitting at Buck’s table, Bobby tried again. “How’s PT going?” Bobby asked. “Started working with the prosthetic yet?"

“It’s fine,” Buck answered. “The swelling is finally down enough they can hopefully fit it soon."

“Well that’s progress,” Bobby smiled as he took a bite of his dinner. "You in any pain?" Bobby finally asked now that Buck actually seemed to be speaking in full sentences.

Buck shrugged. “Not as much as there was before.”

“Well that’s not bad, means everything’s healing,” Bobby said with a nod. “Hopefully with time, it will get better, especially once you can get the muscles moving again."

Buck let out a bitter laugh as he poked at a pepper on his plate. “That’s just the thing, it’s not really going to get better.”

“You’ll walk again, Buck,” Bobby tried to assure him. “They didn't know if you would have been able to before, but with a prosthetic, you'll have a fair amount of movement back.”

“Doesn’t matter if I do,” Buck said as he set his fork down. “Thanks for dinner, but I’m not hungry,” Buck said. “I think I’m going to go lay down.”

“Do what you need to, Buck. I’ll take care of this.”

“Thanks,” Buck mumbled, wheeling himself towards his bedroom. Bobby sighed after the bedroom door closed. It broke Bobby’s heart to see Buck like that. The captain got up and started looking around the kitchen until he found some plastic containers to store the stir fry in. He was going to leave it for Buck to eat when he finally felt like eating. He hoped that Buck still had some kind of caregiver that was looking after him and making sure he ate. When he was done he took a few minutes to clean up Buck’s apartment, or really straightened up, there really wasn’t much in the apartment and his caregiver must have been keeping things tidy.

He knocked on the bedroom door when he ran out of things to do. He eased the door open when he didn't get a reply. Buck was awake and sort of staring at the ceiling.

"Hey," Bobby said, his voice quiet. "I put the rest in the fridge."

"Okay," Buck said, without even looking at Bobby.

"I'm going to head out I guess," Bobby didn't really want to leave Buck like that but it was getting late and what else could he do. He didn't want to feel like he was taking away Buck's independence, but he also didn't want him to feel abandoned. It was a tough line to walk. "Call if you need anything."

"Yeah, okay," Buck said as he glanced at Bobby before rolling on his side so his back was to his former captain.

"I'll see you soon," Bobby assured him. He didn't get a reply. It caused him to hesitate but when Buck didn't show any sign of moving he left, locking Buck's front door behind him. It hurt Bobby to leave. He had already lost so many people in his life. Leaving Buck in that way felt wrong but he wasn't Buck's dad, he wasn't even his boss anymore. This was uneasy terrain and Bobby was doing his best to do what was best for Buck. He just hoped he wasn't making the wrong decision.

Eddie knocked on Buck's door on their next day off. Bobby had told him how Buck had seemed so broken. Eddie couldn’t believe Buck still hadn’t answered his calls. He wanted to make sure his best friend was okay, but his best friend wasn’t making it easy. Maddie had assured him it was probably just because Buck didn't want to burden Eddie so soon after losing Shannon. Sure, Eddie had just lost his wife, but now he felt like he was failing his best friend. He shook himself from his thoughts and looked over at Christopher. He was surprised when he tried the handle and it wasn't even locked. This was LA. Was Buck trying to get robbed? Was his caretaker that reckless?

"Hey, Buck," he said as they let themselves in. "It's just us,” Eddie called out. “You stay here,” he told Christopher as he shut the door. “I’m going to check on, Buck.”

“Okay,” Christopher said and went to sit on the couch, turning the tv on as he did.

Eddie headed towards what Christopher had said was the bedroom. He knocked before pushing the door open. "You hear me?" Eddie asked.

"Yes, Eddie," Buck grumbled from where he was on the bed. "I heard you. Honestly, not sure I'm up for it today.”

"That's okay, we can go at whatever speed you want," Eddie said. "Why don't we go out and get something to eat, get some sunshine."

"Not really hungry," Buck told him.

"Okay," Eddie said. "It's like 75 in here, aren't you roasting?" He moved to help Buck pull back some of the blankets back but was stopped when Buck shoved his hand away. "Buck, man aren't you hot?" The medic didn't miss how Buck looked at the spot where his leg would be if he still had it. "Buck, I was an army medic, I know my fair share of amputees. I was there when you were hurt and I am trying to be here now. It's okay."

"It's really not," Buck said. "You want to see it, fine." Buck pulled the cover back to show his wrapped leg. Angry red skin peeking from the wrapping worried the medic. He was also worried by the fact Buck seemed to be avoiding looking at it himself.

"Hey," Eddie knelt down beside the bed. "I know I haven't been around and I’d go back and change that if I could, but nothing you can do is going to scare me off."

"Sure, Eddie," Buck grumbled, clearly not taking him seriously.

"I'm not lying, Buck. I've missed having my best friend around. If you think I didn't ask Carla every damn day how you were, then you are mistaken. Christopher is here too, he’s out watching TV."

"But I can't take care of him like I could before," Buck said.

"Maybe, but if you think Chris cares that you don't have a leg then you clearly need a Christopher Diaz refresher course, because you could literally be in a coma or completely paralyzed and he'd still want to visit you every day and talk your ear off. You always loved him despite the crutches and CP, do you really think he wouldn't do the same. You're his hero, Buck. You survived being blown up and crushed. He damn near thinks your magic."

"But I can't-"

“No buts, now let me take a look at your leg. I want to make sure it is just irritated from PT or something like that," Eddie said as he slowly reached for the bandage. He internally cheered when Buck didn't slap him away. He continued to speak as he did. "Then, you’re going to hang out with Christopher so you can see for yourself that the Diaz boys are stubborn when you try to turn us away. Like shoving a brick wall."

"Talking to one too," Buck grumbled, but Eddie looked over at him he saw the hint of a smile. That was a victory Eddie would take. He finished checking over what was left of Buck's leg. And rebandaged it. "How does it look?" Buck asked him.

"A lot better than anything I saw in the field. So it looks great in my book." Eddie grinned at the eye roll it earned him. “You going to get up?” When Buck hesitated and pulled the blankets back over his leg Eddie nodded. “Okay, we’ll play it your way.” Eddie went and turned off the TV and scooped Christopher up. He ignored the mild protest and confusion from his son as he went back into the bedroom and carefully put his son on the bed.

“Hi Buck,” Christopher said when he’d settled into the bed.

“Hey Bud,” Buck replied.

“See, better already,” Eddie said as he grabbed the remote for the TV that was on Buck’s dresser and went to sit on the other side of Christopher. He found the cartoon Christopher had been watching in the living room and set the remote down. “Everybody good?” he asked, looking between his son and his best friend.

“Yeah,” Christopher said as he cuddled into Buck’s side. Buck gave a silent nod and stared at the TV.

“Good,” Eddie nodded and settled in. An hour or so passed before Christopher complained he was hungry. Only after some encouragement from Christopher did Buck agree to get out of bed, but only if they went and get lunch started. Eddie hesitated, he was there to help Buck. Buck glared and repeated that he’d be out in a minute. Eddie reminded himself that Buck had always been independent. Not always by choice, but he was. So Eddie agreed and after helping Christopher out of the bed, they headed toward the kitchen. He was almost done assembling the sandwiches when Buck rolled in to join them, a blanket covering his legs. Eddie wanted to tell him he’d overheat, but fearing another argument, he kept it to himself. Instead, he sent Christopher out to sit at the table. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and handed it to Buck. “Some of those meds will suck you dry if you aren’t careful,” Eddie stated as an excuse.

“So will the medical bills,” Buck grumbled but didn’t refuse the drink.

“Still beats the VA, you’d still be waiting on getting looked at. Not even Carla could manage that red tape,” Eddie said as he put the sandwiches all on one plate.

“Oh I am telling Carla you doubt her awesomeness,” Buck stated, a grin taking over his features.

Eddie damn near cried at how happy he was to see some semblance of joy in his weary best friend. He had to remind himself to say something. “Try scheduling a follow-up at the VA while rehabbing your arm after taking an armor-piercing round. I’m not even sure they know how to answer a phone, and when they do, yikes. So much anger in those receptionists. I think they’re genetically modified to spit venom if you really cross them. I doubt even Carla would want to take them on, even with her awesomeness.”

Buck laughed and Eddie’s pretty sure his heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t really realized how much he missed that sound, or just being around Buck in general.

“Okay, okay, genetically modified receptionists would be a military thing,” Buck grinned. “And, we all know the VA is slower than snails.”

“It is. Here,” Eddie grinned, handing Buck the plate of sandwiches. “Go feed the kid before we all end up in trouble.”

“Can’t have that now can we,” Buck said as he set the plate in his lap and carefully made his way to the table.

“Thanks, Buck,” Christopher smiled when Buck gave him one of the sandwiches. Eddie set a plate with veggies and chips, alongside an open bottle of juice in front of Christopher. The three of them set to eating. Eddie waiting for both Buck and Christopher to start before he did. He knew Buck avoiding meals was probably more him avoiding getting out of bed to eat. He knew Buck loved food. So he was pleased when Buck didn’t put up a fight over the sandwich. After lunch and some coaxing, the three of them decided to go to the park. It was a normal thing for them to do. Get some sun, as fresh of air you could get in a large metropolitan city, and let Christopher play with some kids outside of school. They were both watching Christopher talking with another boy about some action figures when Buck glanced at Eddie.

“So uh...how’s work?” Buck asked.

“It’s work,” Eddie said, unsure of how to handle the topic. He knows it can’t be easy for him.

“You guys find a replacement for me yet?” Buck asked, his eyes trained on Christopher, refusing to show the emotions he felt.

“No one can replace you, Buck,” Eddie told him, squeezing Buck’s shoulder as he did. “I mean, we have a new guy, but if you thought me joining was a pain, this guy has it so much worse.”

“How?” Buck asked, finally looking at Eddie. “How could it be worse than some hotshot decorated army medic stealing all the thunder?” Buck’s joke earning him a small chuckle. “Can’t be worse than when I started,” Buck stated.

“Well he hasn’t stolen the truck, but he’s no you,” Eddie shrugged. “It’s a job to the guy, no passion, no heart. I mean he gets the job done, but it’s not the same. No spark in the guy. Not like you.”

“Like me?” Buck asked.

“Well yeah,” Eddie stated. “I mean, you always had something to tell us about at the start of shift, some exciting thing you saw, or weird thing you learned on the internet. You always had some factoid to keep whoever it is we were helping out of their own head if needed. Sure, it could be annoying at times, but it was endearing and effective when necessary. The dude is practically a robot in comparison.”

A few days later they were all shocked when Bobby stopped in his tracks during a post-call check and restock.

“Buck,” Bobby said, catching everyone’s attention. “Glad to see you out and about.”

“Yeah well, Eddie said this place was downright gloomy without me, so I had to stop by,” Buck stated.

Eddie snorted as he closed one of the compartment doors on the truck. “Okay, that is a bit of an exaggeration.”

“Teeny bit,” Buck smirked.

“Looking good, Buckaroo,” Hen grinned as she came to hug him.

“That’s a lie and we both know it, but thanks for trying,” Buck grinned as he hugged her back.

“Nah, the way these two made it sound, you were a dramatized disaster,” Chim gestured at Bobby and Eddie as he spoke.

“Also an exaggeration,” Eddie stated. “And Ali was the one that said you were in bad shape, not us. We-”

“I still can’t believe she came here,” Buck said. “Was I really that bad?”

“Well,” Chimney started to say. “I mean…”

Eddie shoved Chimney’s shoulder. “You’re dealing with a lot, Buck. No one expects you to be anything but what you are. You didn’t move 800 plus miles to get away from it all, so you’re already handling it better than I did when I left the military.”

“You had family here,” Buck countered.

“So do you,” Bobby stated.

“On the team or not,” Hen stated. “You’re still stuck with us, especially Chimney, your sister likes him too much. And I’m sure we’ll still need a crowbar to separate you two on your days off.” She gestured at Buck and Eddie. “So I don’t see how that much has changed.” She grinned.

“Valid point,” Eddie stated. They turned when they heard someone clear their throat.

“Oh, right,” Bobby said. “Buck this is Nick VanHolden. VanHolden, meet Buck.”

“Nice to meet you,” VanHolden said, holding his hand out. Buck glanced at Eddie and Bobby. Eddie shrugged and Bobby nodded.

“You too,” Buck said as he shook the guy’s hand. You didn’t have to be a mind reader to know that Buck’s greeting was half-hearted.

“Nice to finally put a face with the name, left some big boots to fill,” VanHolden said. The team froze. VanHolden seemed to realize what he said and cringed. “I...sorry, just meant that you’re a big deal in the department. Every firehouse in the city talked about you for days. And these guys, don’t get me started.”

“We wish you hadn’t,” Eddie grumbled under his breath, earning a smack from Hen.

“I uh…” VanHolden went to continue but Buck stopped him.

“Don’t worry about it, man,” Buck shrugged. “I’m sure my shiny new leg with be in more comfortable shoes than you guys are stuck with. Not going to miss the 100° summer turnout gear, I’ll tell you that.” It was uneasily quiet for a minute until Buck chuckled. “Harsh crowd. Well, that one went over better with the assistant when I went to PT the other day, but I guess comedy isn’t for everybody.” Buck smirked.

“Why do we miss him again?” Chim said with a grin.

“Because his jokes are still better than yours,” Hen stated.

“Ouch,” Chim said. “Now that was low.”

Buck’s phone went off. “That’s Carla. I got to go, but was nice to meet you, Nick.”

“Yeah, you too,” VanHolden said, his tone still a bit awkward.

Eddie resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “I’ll walk you out.”

“Good seeing you up and about, Buck.” Bobby said as he patted Buck’s shoulder. “Athena says you’ll have to come over for dinner soon.”

“Well then, who am I to argue with that,” Buck nodded.

“Glad to hear, I’ll talk to her and get it set up,” Bobby agreed. “Take care of yourself, I mean it.”

“I know, I know,” Buck shook his head but grinned. “I’ll do my best.”

When they were finally out in the parking lot Eddie waved at Carla. Carla waved back.

“Sorry about VanHolden,” Eddie said. “That guy is just-”

“Not me?” Buck chuckled.

“Well, yeah,” Eddie said. “Didn’t think it was possible for anyone to stick their foot in their mouth more than you or Chim, but he finds a way. I mean, you heard him. He-”

“Isn’t as bad as you made it sound,” Buck admitted. “I mean you’re acting like me when you joined. Eddie, man,” Buck stopped his chair and made Eddie look at him. “Cut the guy some slack, we got along just fine once I quit being petty.”

“This isn’t like that,” Eddie argued.

“Why? Because it’s you?”

“Because it isn’t you,” Eddie repeated. “I miss having someone I really could trust to have my back. Even when you hated me, I still felt I could trust you to keep me alive. Your annoyance at my existence was funny and a bit adorable, not going to lie. I miss having my partner. I know it’s stupid and petty. I know it isn’t fair to tell you any of this, but I’m not going to lie either, you’ll get even madder about that. I just...I know this is infinitely harder for you than me, but I just...there isn’t a way to really replace you, Buck. There isn’t.”

“Okay, first off, wow, that was...a lot,” Buck said, but when Eddie seemed to start to pull away Buck grabbed his arm. “Not bad, but a lot. Just...give me a second.” Buck was quiet for a beat but kept ahold of Eddie’s wrist so he couldn’t run. “Second, somehow you putting a guy down was probably the nicest thing anyone has said when I wasn’t actively dying.”

Eddie wasn’t sure how to respond to that. So he remained silent.

“Moving on,” Buck said. “This does suck, and it may always suck.”

“Buck,” Eddie started to try and reassure him but was stopped when Buck squeezed at his wrist.

“There is no going back to the job, I know that and you know that. That guy’s on the team now. Don’t be a dick to the guy just because you miss me. That’s supposed to be my job, he’s my replacement.”

“Buck…”

“Yeah, yeah, no replacing. I’m not saying you have to be his best friend. But you do have to be able to trust the guy, and vice versa. You got to play nice, Eddie. I’d say the same thing to Christopher.”

“You seriously going to bring my kid into this?” Eddie shook his head. “That’s low.”

“Yeah well, had to stoop to your level after what I saw in there,” Buck stated.

“Okay fine, so I’ve probably not been the most welcoming,” Eddie finally admitted. “But he thinks he can really take your place that easy. It’s…”

“It’s supposed to be that easy,” Buck said. “People transfer in and out of other houses all the time.”

“Bobby says we’re a family,” Eddie stated.

“And that hasn’t changed,” Buck said, squeezing his wrist again. “You said so yourself, over and over the other day. Nothing changes that. But families get bigger, you know that, right? Like they are meant to. Took me a while to see it, but I did. Why do you think I’m here?”

“About that,” Eddie said, attempting to ignore the way his heart was pounding and the fact Buck still had ahold of his wrist. “Why are you here? I figured you’d be at home, you don’t have PT ‘til tomorrow.”

“Sweet of you to know my schedule,” Buck smirked. “I was bored staring at the same walls and daytime tv sucks. But don’t change the subject. Just give the guy a shot, that’s all I’m saying.”

“Fine,” Eddie grumbled.

“Also, did you just call me adorable and admit to stalking my schedule?” Buck said with a shit-eating grin.

“Of course, that’s the part you zero in on,” Eddie sighed and shook his head. “And it’s not stalking when you’re using me and my son’s caretaker to get to your PT. I kind of need to know this stuff.”

“Uh-huh, sure,” Buck tried not to laugh.

“You are insufferable,” Eddie stated.

“And yet you still miss me,” Buck told him.

“Every day,” Eddie admitted.

“That makes two of us,” Buck said, his tone a bit sheepish. “I miss being your partner too, by the way.”

“Screw it,” Eddie said before shifting their grips so Buck’s hand was in his. “You’ll always be my partner, one way or another.”

“Really?” Buck stared up at him.

“Really,” Eddie chuckled and leaned down so he was on Buck’s level. He captured Buck’s lips with his. He leaned his forehead against Buck’s when they broke for air. “Now, you going to stop trying to push me and Christopher away, right?” He grinned at the way he felt Buck’s nod. “Good.”

“Just don’t go doing that with the new guy, and we’ll be good,” Buck stated, earning a laugh from Eddie.

“Well, he’s no you,” Eddie said with a grin.

“Hey lovebirds.” They both looked up as Carla neared them. “As happy as I am to see you two finally get your moment, I’m going to need to end it. Unless you want your kid waiting at school by himself,” Carla said, grinning.

“Everyone’s always bringing the kid into it.” Eddie shook his head as he stood up.

“Well someone has to,” Carla stated.

“See you later,” Buck told Eddie.

“I’ll get a pizza on the way,” Eddie nodded.

“Works for me,” Buck grinned.

“Then it’s a date,” Eddie smirked. “Bye, Carla,” he called back as he headed back into the station. Sure he was going to get an earful from an eavesdropping team. He was sure they had watched the whole thing play out from the loft window and would have a million questions.

Buck looked up at a grinning Carla. “Don’t say it,” Buck said.

“I wasn’t going to, but you know Christopher will be over the moon when he finds out,” Carla stated as they headed back to the car.

Buck agreed and was finally starting to feel like his life was back on track. It wasn’t perfect, but he had good friends that were more of a family than he ever had before. He might have lost a leg, but he got so much more in return.

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SO HEAR ME OUT an nsfw alphabet for draco

hey bestie - im literally so excited to do this (: i have a guilty pleasure of reading nsfw alphabets so u really hit the nail on the head with this request . n e ways , enjoy !

AYO LOOK AT THESE ! : smut (duh but still) , hair pulling , breeding k!nk , unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it) , masturbation , choking , light bondage , praise kink , general adult themes and content so please only read if ur okay with that .

reblogs are always appreciated ! <3 ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

draco is the literal definition of a fluff fic after sex - hes so soft and loving and affectionate . if the sex was on the rougher side , draco goes out of his way to kiss any bruises , cuts , or red marks he may have left on you, soothing the sinfully painful spots with soft touches of his suddenly gentle fingertips.

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

draco is built like a greek mf god , and he knows it . he’s all lean , toned muscles and his alabaster pale skin only makes him look more ethereal . draco is quite proud of his body and isn’t afraid to show off if needed.

draco literally loves everything about you , and you’ve tried over and over to get him to pick his most favorite - he never does it because he’s a stubborn little shit and refuses to let you think that he values one part of you over any other . finally , you wore him down to coming up with a top 3 : your hands , your hair , and your chest .

your hands as they fit perfectly in his , they brush his hair out of his eyes with a gentleness that melts him every time (and the way you dig your nails into his back or his arms iykyk) .

draco loves your hair mostly because its the exact opposite of his own ; long , thick , and chocolate brown . he’s constantly playing with your hair , whether that's running his hands through it or gently tugging on it to get your attention . he would kill you if you ever told anyone , but draco taught himself how to braid your hair so he would have something repetitive to do to calm his anxiety .

draco loves your chest : he's such a boob guy . he is such a boob guy . even in a non-sexual context , draco loves having his hands up your shirt just feeling how soft your breasts are , the way that he can feel your heartbeat if you’re still enough . when things are getting *frisky* draco loves your tits - in his hands , using his mouth on them , titty-fucking you , literally everything .

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

draco has a huge breeding kink , but is simultaneously terrified of getting you pregnant. he knows that he wants to be a dad eventually , but draco malfoy is the king of daddy issues™ and can’t fathom having a child right now .

that doesn’t stop him from filling you up with his cum every time you guys fuck - draco loves watching your face as you take his entire load , begging him not to pull out .

once he does , though , draco’s head is immediately between your legs watching his manhood drip out of you , fingering it out of you while you whimper at the way he seems to hit all the right spots .

he’s extremely thankful for the tiny , yellow birth control pills that you’re on , and he reminds you every day to take them .

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

draco had never , ever said i love you to someone during or after sex until the two of you had your first time . now , its a normal occurrence for draco to tell you how much he loves you as he thrusts into your pretty , fucked out body . he lets his forehead fall to yours , moaning the words in between heavy breaths as he finishes inside you .

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

draco had a couple of hookups , and a complicated friends with benefits situation before the two of you got together , so he was somewhat experienced by the time you guys finally got down to it . he made sure you felt so good the entire time , using every trick in his book to make you cum around him over and over until he reached completion as well .

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

draco is a sucker for regular old missionary . he likes being able to watch your face as you take every inch of him , watching your facial expressions change and morph under the influence of his pleasure . if he’s eager to feel you - all of you - draco will hook one of your legs over his shoulders , giving him better access to your sex . this is the one instance where draco wont keep eye contact with you : he can't resist watching himself slide in and out of you , coated in your cum .

however

he's an absolute sucker for you riding him , too . he loves to let you take control and chase your pleasure - plus the visual of you bouncing up and down on his cock , eyes rolling back into your head as you hit all the right spots is enough to send him over the edge . if you get tired while on top , draco will gladly hold your hips in place , fucking up into you until you practically collapse into him , entirely taken over by the force of your orgasm.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

intimacy is something that didn’t come easy for you and draco; he’d never been with someone that he actually loved before you . there was a deep intensity to the emotions shared between you two during sex , and draco viewed that time between the both of you as something almost sacred . foreplay , or just general teasing can be silly with you two , but making love is more serious .

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

draco keeps himself trimmed , but not entirely clean shaven , and the hair down there is darker than his signature white-blond locs .

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

(refer back to g but i could talk about this for days) draco is incredibly romantic when it comes to sex . your first time was like something out of a movie - draco had lit candles everywhere , filling the room with soft , flickering light , as well as changing the sheets on your bed to a soft , white cotton . he’d taken his time making you comfortable ; you and draco had talked through all your fears for hours before he laid a hand on you . once you were ready , draco’s touches had been soft and slow and tender all over your body - he’d made you feel like the angel you were . quickly , you learned that draco wasn’t like that just because it had been your first time ; draco made an effort to make sex just as special every time.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

draco was raised thinking that masturbation was a shameful act , something dirty and below him (you literally can not tell me that this isn't true i'll fight it until the day i die . as much as i love narcissa the malfoy family fkn sucks and they damaged draco so bad . anyways) so it’s very rare that he’ll get himself off. when he does , its somewhere where he can quickly get rid of the evidence , such as the shower .

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

while draco makes sex between you two meaningful and special , that doesn’t mean that he’s afraid to be rough (after yall have had a long talk about it before where you gave him enthusiastic consent ofc . )

draco loves to pull your hair or wrap a hand around your throat while he’s hitting it from the back , so much so that he’ll bring your back up to his chest .

he really enjoys a bit of light choking here and there - just enough to watch your pretty face flush with blood , making your moans the slightest bit weaker .

draco loves to tie your hands up above your head while he’s eating you out as well ; it makes you take all the pleasure he’s willing to give , and he lives for the way your body writhes and bucks under his skillful tongue.

you literally can not tell me that draco doesn’t have a praise kink - both giving and receiving . draco loves to tell you how good of a job your doing whether you're sucking him off or taking all of him inside you , and he’s constantly reassuring you that you’re doing such a good job.

however

he fucking loves when you praise him as well (my theory as to why is so fkn sad so we wont go over that here) but that boy lives for you telling him how good he’s making you feel , and when you encourage him nodding and whining for him to go faster . its the one thing that undoes him almost immediately , and he flushes furiously every time you tell him just how fantastic he’s doing .

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

you and draco rarely get it on outside of your bedrooms at hogwarts , or your childhood rooms when you’re home for the summer - but there’s an exception to every rule. draco has absolutely ruined you in the quidditch changing rooms after a rather brutal loss , and he’s the king of shower sex , too.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

praise !! draco loves you telling him how good his dick feels , or his tongue , or his hands . he also appreciates when you’re rather direct with him - telling draco exactly where you want him , what you want him to do - it drives him absolutely insane . hearing such dirty words come from your sweet , innocent mouth kills him , and it makes draco that much more excited.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

there's nothing draco wouldn’t try at least once , but he’s rather uncomfortable with voyeurism. he hates the idea of anyone else seeing your body , watching how you wriggle and whine underneath him as he makes you cum . while the two of you have done it in some questionable locations , draco had made sure that no one could see .

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

while draco loves your mouth wrapped around him , that boy could spend all day between your legs . he's nothing short of obsessed with eating you out , and its one of his favorite things to do for you . he cant help the way it makes him feel - hearing you whimper and moan while you pull on his hair , your back arching off the bed when his tongue flicks in just the right way . he gets a sort of high from it , and absolutely prides himself on making you cum with just his tongue .

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it really depends on the day . draco loves fucking you slow , watching his manhood slide in and out of your pretty body coated in your arousal , but he cant resist fucking you so hard he leaves bruises , either . if its just a regular day , the two of you fall somewhere in between , a perfect mix of rough and sweet .

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

draco loves a good quickie every once in a while ! sometimes he needs a release , and your body is his favorite vessel . usually quickies are where the two of you get a little more risky - he’ll grab your arm , pulling you into an empty classroom or the shower and take you then and there .

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

yes and no . draco would try anything and everything , especially if you asked him to , but there are some things that are a one-and-done for him . the two of you are good at talking about that stuff - if something made one of you uncomfortable , the other would understand 100% . its all about the balance of boundaries and still being adventurous.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

draco would fuck you all day if you would let him . he can make you cum many , many times before he’ll allow himself to even get close , and even then his stamina is through the roof . he can go at least 3 rounds if not more , and switch positions as many times as you’d like .

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

while draco doesn’t mind you using toys on yourself , they do make him slightly jealous . you gently tease him about this sometimes , how he works himself into a sulk over an inanimate object - however, that usually leads to your hands tied to his headboard , draco holding a vibrator on your clit until you can’t take anymore orgasms.

you two have expirimented with using your vibrator during sex , but draco much prefers playing with your clit over using an outside source , and seretly , you do too . he’s amazing with his hands , and rubs tight , fast circles onto your sensitive nub while his hips snap against yours only intensifying the sensation .

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

draco loves to tease you - he likes to watch the way you come undone under the slightest touches of his hands . very rarely does he tease you for long - he can’t resist giving you what you want , what you’re begging him for in that high , breathy voice .

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he’s a loud motherfucker all the time , and the bedroom is no exception . draco’s moans are music to your ears , and they turn you on more than anything . his already rough voice only gets raspier , and deeper , too . he loves to talk dirty to you , but as he approaches his orgasm , he can barely form full sentences . his cocky pillow talk turns to almost desperate moans and whimpers as his thrusts get sloppier and quicker , his hips snapping against yours hard . his groans as he cums are heavenly , especially since he’s usually buried his head in your neck or dropped his forehead to yours by then .

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

we all know that draco have a superiority / god complex (as he should 😌) , and this manifests in the bedroom - you would’ve never known , though , if it weren’t for a complete accident . you and draco had been studying together , and he’d asked one of the yes or no questions written on a flashcard . not thinking about your actions , you’d answered the question with “no, sir” - then physically felt draco’s entire body stiffen underneath you . you’d picked up on it immediately , blood flooding your face as you’d asked him if he liked it .

yes , he did .

he loves when you call him sir as he’s fucking the life out of you - like , he has to stop himself from cumming on the spot .

when you want to fuck with him for whatever reason , you’ll jokingly call him ‘sir’ in front of your friends

you’ll pay for it later , though

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

mans is built in every sense of the word . draco is quite well endowed , which was something that took you a bit to get used to . he was never one to measure - it just seemed wrong to him , like he was doing something dirty - but by your estimations , draco is about 7 inches . he’s thicker than most , too , which only adds to your pleasure .

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

draco lives in a constant state of horny™ . he can’t help it - something about you brings out his most primal instincts . he’s so in love with you and your body that he can rarely keep his hands off of it , but he knows how to control himself . he tries to match your sex drive ; when yours is high , his is too , but he doesn’t mind waiting on you to give him the green light if you’re libido has been lower .

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

its safe to say that the both of you are extremley tired after sex - its quite the workout . draco is so soft once he’s finished , and he would live in that post-sex haze forever if he could ; he’s all sweet kisses and skin-to-skin contact , but he’ll usually wait until you fall asleep on him before he can drift off . something about making sure that you’re comfortable enough to sleep on him fills draco with a sense of immense pride . once you’ve fallen asleep, depending on how vigorous everything was , draco will usually fade pretty soon after ; on the off chance that he still has some energy , draco stays up and watches you . he looks at you as if you were a piece of art , usually following the soft lines and curves of your face with a gentle finger ; admiring you like the angel you are .

#draco #malfoy #dracomalfoy #draco malfoy #hp #alphabet #oneshot #blurb #request #ns/fw alphabet

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↪ ✦ devil i know ✦

this chapter pairing; incubus!seungcheol&incubus!dino x reader

genre&warnings; incubus!au, threesome, anal, dirty talk, dom!seungcheol, dom!dino, blowjob, creampies, sex toys, degradation/dumbification/name calling, spitplay (honestly this ones just pwp hhrhdkhs).

notes; off the bat, this incubus!au in monster mash doesn’t follow any of the drabble game posts! also thank you for all of you interest in the first chapter 🥺💕 that one was def one of the ones I knew I'd struggle with since half the damn draft was from 2018 ☠️ LOL (altho ch13 draft is from 2013,,,,) anyway djkfhdks enjoy! 😉 and see ya’ll in tomorrow’s chapter! 🎃💕

word count; ~2800

chapters; 1 - 2 - x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x

you tell me, ‘eat the whole cake’, it’s what i deserve.

every time i take your lead, feels like a curse;

and every time i try to stop, feels even worse.

You bite your lip, fingertips on the spine of another summoning book.

This is the third one.

A sigh escapes your lips as you flip through the thick book; maybe this wasn’t the right answer?

You turn to the exact page that you’d used the first time you’d summoned an incubus; the spells rolling off of your tongue as you wait for anything to happen. You give it a second, letting the words sink in.

Glancing around the room, you notice that absolutely nothing has changed and that you were still, very much, alone.

Why was this so fucking hard!?

You sigh frustratedly, slamming the book shut as you place it back onto the bookshelf. It was Halloween night; if there were any night it would’ve been easy to summon an incubus, you would’ve thought it would be tonight. And it was usually never this hard to get in contact with Seungcheol, or even Chan, for the matter. Your brows furrow as you blow out your candles, fully intending on taking care of your issues alone even if they didn’t want to show up.

A loud moan rolls off of your tongue as you press the vibrator harder against your clit, heels digging into the sheets as you spread your legs wider to the empty room.

You would’ve much preferred Seungcheol or Chan, but maybe you also shouldn’t have told them both to show up less.

That was definitely your biggest mistake.

You had started to feel a growing attachment to them both, despite neither of them knowing you were seeing them both. A sense of guilt washed over you in an instant and you begrudgingly told them on two separate occasions that it would’ve been better if they didn’t show up for a while; that you needed time to think about what you were doing.

That had only been three weeks ago and you were already feeling yourself going through withdrawals without either of their touches.

“Mmh… S--Seungcheol…” Whining, you raise the setting on your vibrator; back bowing off of the bed as you imagine Seungcheol fucking you hard and fast, his lips curled into the cocky smirk you’d grown to love.

Gulping, you let your mind wander, adding Chan into your mental fantasy.

Now that you’d thought about it, you never thought of them at the same time before.

Seungcheol was always much rougher with you; hands locked in your hair when he fucked you from behind or body bent in half when he held you down in a mating press. He liked it messy too; cum dripping out of your spent pussy or dripping past your chapped lips after you’d choked on his cock and he had cum down your throat.

Chan, on the other hand, was much kinder and softer, almost romantic in the way he fucked you; fingers interlocked with yours while you rode him or soft flicks of his tongue while he ate you out for hours. And unlike Seungcheol, Chan liked it clean; lapping up the dripping cum from your pussy until you came on his tongue again or taking care of you and getting you cleaned up before he left.

A dreamy sigh escapes your lips as you start to imagine both of their hands all over your skin, toes curling when you think about them both fucking you at the same time. Chan underneath you, whispering soft praises with his cock in your pussy while Seungcheol left bruising kisses on your shoulder, balls deep in your ass.

“O--oh, fuh---fuck!”

Your legs clamp shut as your orgasm washes over you, trapping your hand between your thighs as you keep the silicone toy pressed tight against your clit. Both Chan and Seungcheol’s names roll off of your tongue in alternation, aiding to the pleasure that floods your body.

“Awww, would you look at that, Chan? Dumb little cocksleeve must’ve really missed us.”

Their soft chuckles mix together, sending you upright on the bed as you toss the wet toy to the side.

“Wh---what? Wait, hold on but I---”

“You what? Tried to summon us earlier? Yeah, we saw. You looked so cute, so pathetic on your knees trying to summon us. It was really somethin’.” Seungcheol licks his lips, crimson eyes trained on the wetness on your skin. “Who were you wishing for more, baby. Me or him?”

Chan watches with a dreamy stare, lips curved into a tiny smirk of his own. “Yeah, baby, who were you thinking of?”

You feel a shiver up your spine as you sneakily try to rub your thighs together. “I--I don’t k-know...”

“What was that? Speak up.” Seungcheol teases; rounding the bed until he’s on the side where you’d tossed the silicone toy. He picks it up, tongue already peeking out as he licks the drying wetness on it.

“I d-don’t know… I--I just wanted… someone…”

Chan walks to the other side of the bed; his two toned hair falling into his eyes when he leans over you. “Just wanted someone? Anyone? Baby, that hurts me…” Pouting, he takes a seat in front of you, fingers already undoing the buttons on his suit jacket. “You know you’re the only one for me though, right, baby?” He shoots you a beaming smile, throwing his jacket to the other side of the bed as Seungcheol watches your interactions. Chan leans in, licking his lips before he kisses you, soft and slow just like you were used to. He moans into the kiss; fingertips locking into your hair as his tongue licks at the seam of your lips. You part them with ease, melting under Chan’s soft touches.

“Isn’t that cute? Like two lovers, all nice ‘n vanilla.”

Seungcheol laughs, stripping himself of his suit jacket and neatly pressed button up before he, too, joins you and Chan on the bed. “That’s not what we’re here for tonight though, is it, Chan?”

The grip in your hair tightens in an instant as your eyes flutter open to meet Chan’s crimson ones; a mocking smirk on his lips when he tilts your head up to meet both of their stares.

“You’re absolutely right Seungcheol-hyung, it’s not.” This time Seungcheol leans in as well, his face only centimetres from yours. “Did you really think we both wouldn’t find out about each other? That all incubus are just loners? Tsk, to think you were trying to save our feelings out of all the things. Kinda cute, right Chan?”

Chan runs his fingers through his messy hair, careful of his sharp black horns. “You must’ve forgotten we feed off of sexual energy, huh?” He leans back in, right next to Seungcheol as he smiles.

“Don’t worry, baby, we’ll remind you.”

Chan holds you down onto his cock for almost exactly fifteen seconds before he tugs you by the hair, soft chuckles on his lips when you sputter and cough.

“Look at our cute ‘lil cumslut. All her cute ‘lil holes are filled up just like she wanted.” Seungcheol nods in agreement, already easing a finger past the tight ring of muscle as his eyes flit to the silicone dildo already stuffed base deep into your pussy. “S’okay, that’s what she’s good for, right? Being our dumb ‘lil cumdumpster that only knows how to take cock.”

You moan at their filthy words, clenching around the dildo pressed snug against your cervix and Seungcheol’s finger in your ass. “P--please… more, fuck m-me harder…” You whine, pushing your hips back as you try to get Seungcheol to move quicker.

“So goddamn impatient.” He grumbles, collecting more spit in his mouth before he leans over, letting it fall onto your puckered hole as he positions another finger. “Why don’t you choke on Chan’s cock, huh? Keep that mouth of yours busy.”

Chan guides you by the hair, grinning at the precum on your lips, “Open wide~”

This time you gladly let him use your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks around his cock as Seungcheol finally gives you what you want and fucks your ass open with two of his fingers. You moan around Chan, eyes rolling to the back of your head at how full you felt.

“It won’t be the same after this, will it, baby?” Seungcheol asks, scissoring his fingers to stretch you and get you ready to take his cock. “Now all you’ll ever crave is both of us stuffed deep into your holes, begging us to keep you filled.” He thrusts his fingers into you harder; his free hand reaching for the dildo as he starts thrusting it in and out of your pussy. You whine, abdomen tightening as the pleasure builds up even quicker than usual.

“Fuck, I think she’s gonna cum. She’s getting so fuckin’ tight around my fingers and this fuckin’ toy.”

“Cum, now. Let Seungcheol-hyung feel how tight your ‘lil ass gets for him.”

You whimper around his cock, eyes clamped shut as you cum on Chan’s command. The vibrations of your moans around him have a shiver running up his spine; a soft moan of his own floating through the air. “Ngh, fuck, your mouth is so fuckin’ tight around my cock. But I don’t wanna cum down your throat, baby.” He tugs you off of him; a trail of precum and spit connecting your lips to his cock. You inhale deeply, riding out your high as Seungcheol continues to fuck you through it.

“No, I wanna cum in your cute ‘lil pussy while Seungcheol-hyung cums in your ass.”

Seungcheol slides the dildo from inside of you, tossing it to the side as he pulls out his fingers as well. You let out a small mewl at the sudden emptiness, “I--please… I--I want you both to fill me u-up with your c-cum…”

Chan lets go of your hair, letting you slump over in his lap. “Okay then, come sit on my cock.” You nod against his thigh, willing your still shaking body to position yourself into his lap. Seungcheol comes up behind you in a flash, hands on your waist as he guides you.

He holds you up as Chan guides his cock towards your entrance, a smirk on both of their lips when Seungcheol starts lowering you down onto the younger male’s cock. The stretch alone has your eyes rolling back, toes curling when Seungcheol lets go of you and you slam down onto Chan in a single motion. “O--oh, god!”

Seungcheol doesn’t wait another second before he presses a hand down onto your back, making you lean over Chan.

“Your fuckin’ cunt is already stretched so prettily around Chan’s cock. But now your cute ‘lil ass is gonna be stretched open by mine.”

Garbled noises spill from your lips, muffled against Chan’s warm chest. “Shit hyung, I think we fucked her stupid already.”

They share a teasing laugh just as Seungcheol positions himself at your puckered hole. “Let’s just turn her brain into mush so that she’ll really only know how to take our cocks.”

“Pl--please…”

“Oh? See? She’s asking so nicely, hyung. She wants to be our dumb ‘lil cocksleeve.”

Seungcheol ever so slowly starts to ease his cock in, letting another glob of spit fall down onto the shaft of his cock as it disappears into your ass. “Fuck, she’s taking me so fuckin’ well. Maybe we’ll have to reward her for being so good.” Chan laughs lightly and you can feel the vibrations in his chest.

“Isn’t us cumming in her a reward in itself?”

“Mm, that’s true.”

It takes a few more tense seconds before Seungcheol is completely seated inside of you and you can feel the breath knocked out of you with how obscenely full you felt with both of them inside of you, finally.

“Hmm, we’re really stretching out your pretty ‘lil holes, huh? I can feel Seungcheol-hyung pressed up right against me. How do you feel, baby?”

You let out a choked cry, easing yourself up and slightly off of Chan’s chest. “Mmh, ‘m suh--so fu--full… feels, ngh, s-so g--good…” Feeling yourself already close to another orgasm, you start squirming. “Fuck m-me, please!”

Seungcheol places his hands on your ass just as Chan places his on your waist and plants his feet firmly down onto the sheets. They share a knowing look just as they both start fucking you at an alternating pace.

“Oh--oh my g-god, oh my god!”

Your cries and mewls are music to their ears; food to their being as they feed off of your pleasure. “Takin’ our cocks so well. Such a good girl, aren’t you?” Seungcheol coos. You nod frantically, biting into your bottom lip with how good they were making you feel.

“Look at me, baby. C’mon.” Chan uses a hand to tilt your head down until your bleary eyes focus on his soft crimson ones. “So pretty filled with our cocks. We’re gonna fill you up nice ‘n good with our cum. Get you good and satisfied since you haven’t seen us in a while, huh?” He beams up at you and you see the soft Chan that you were used to.

Chan licks his lips a second later, eyes glinting something different this time. “Spit in my mouth, baby.”

“H-huh?”

He laughs airily, watching as your face contorts in pure bliss when Seungcheol fucks into you harder. “Lemme see you do something for me.” You nod shyly; a pale blush on your cheeks as you collect the saliva in your mouth. Chan parts his lips for you, sticking his tongue out as you lean over and let the spit fall from your lips, directly onto his waiting tongue. He draws his tongue back in, laughing at your shy expression.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ cute.”

Seungcheol thrusts into you hard as you slump against Chan’s chest again. “Aww, baby, don’t forget about me~” He teases; nails digging into the skin of your ass. “She plays so coy but look at her, fuckin’ suckin’ our cocks even deeper.”

“Mmh… I---I wanna c-cum again…” You mumble, hips moving on their own as you meet their thrusts. “Please… please c-cum inside me…”

“You want us to cum inside you? Let us hear how bad you want us then, baby.” Chan murmurs.

“A-ah, please, I’ll--I’ll be, hah, your--your c-cocksleeve for--forever, please just--”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, sweetheart.” Seungcheol teases.

The two of them start fucking you at the same pace, filling you with their cocks at the same time until their names are rolling off of your tongue in a hurried mess. Chan’s cock grazes against your cervix; your mouth opening in a silent cry as he growls, “That’s right, cum with us, baby. Fuckin’ soak our cocks while we fill up your holes with our cum.”

The ringing in your ears becomes unbearable as your orgasm hits you fast and hard; drowning out the sound of their praises as you drool slightly at the feeling. You clench down onto their cocks in a vice grip, and it’s Chan who follows first, unloading him cum into your tight pussy.

Seungcheol lets out a growl, cock throbbing as he, too, cums hard. “Fuck, fuckin’ take all of it, cumslut.”

You let out a sharp whine, body tingling as they continue to fuck you; cocks covered in their cum and your wetness as they fuck it deeper into you. “Oh, fuh--fuck, please, I---mmh!” Biting your lip, you swivel your hips as you try to fuck yourself onto their cocks as well. “Fuck, it--it feels so g-good! ‘M so full!”

The two of them bask in your post orgasm glow, soft groans on their lips when they can still feel their cocks twitching inside of you.

“Mm, shit, baby. Look at you, still fuckin’ yourself on our cocks, huh? You want more?” Seungcheol goads.

You nod desperately, still feeling the arousal coursing through your body. “Y-yeah…”

They pull their cocks out of you at the same time, both watching from different angles as the cum drips from your spent holes.

“Hmm, how should we take you next then, baby? Want us both stretchin’ your cute pussy out at the same time? Or is that too much for you tiny ‘lil cunt?” Chan offers.

You feel your throat go dry, pussy clenching around emptiness. “I--y-yes, I---I want t-that....”

They lick their lips, already feeding off the desperate sexual energy you were exuding. “Whaddya say, Chan? It’s Halloween, after all. We have all night to play, don’t we?”

The younger male grins up at Seungcheol; both of their eyes twinkling with wickedness as they move to switch places.

“You’re most definitely right, hyung. It’s what she deserves.”

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