#anyway you don't need to hate sexy lady drawings

[ask-gadzooks]

"What do you think you're doing?" Jessi-ka asked pointedly.

"Defending a lady in need, like any self-respecting creature ought to," Gad replied. "Uh... I'm not entirely sure the sword is necessary," the young mare behind him whimpered.

"And that is where you and I disagree," Gad said calmly.

(So I have this weird reverse crush thing going on with @n-o-nv2 where Jessi-ka represents everything I hate about the world and I think she'd make a perfect nemesis for Gad OTHER than the fact that the blog does sexy stuff which I don't really want to promote. Do you see my problem? Anyway I thought it'd be cathartic to draw something like this.)

#gad #I'm Weird #This is Weird

[minyoonkeeks]

PHOTOGRAPHER TAEHYUNG X CLIENT READER

Smut 1.7K words

Exhibitionism, unsafe sex (wrap it up kiddos), masterbation, oral (f), creampie

AN: This is a drabble gift for someone I know. It was weird writing knowing who it was for but hell everyone needs a little Tae fucking in their life (:

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It wasn't like you to be like this. Walking into the parlor, you see red velvet walls lined with old photos. It was your first time doing anything out of the ordinary, and just wanting to feel sexy for the first time in a long time.

You had brought black lace panties and a bralette because you knew the photographer, a well known boudoir, artist named Kim Taehyung, prefered something delicate. 

"Don't worry about anything, I'll make sure to take care of you Ms._____." He sounded promising over the phone. 

And here you were, in sweats getting your hair done by a lady named Adora who kept telling you how beautiful you look. You looked at the mirror, not seeing what she was saying, but thanking her anyway.

"He'll be in shortly. Don't worry. He's really professional." She winks at you, putting you a little at ease.

You sit on the edge of the couch, waiting. It feels like forever until you hear the light tapping at the door.

"Mrs.____?" He comes in, unaware of your outfit or how you fidget around looking down. "I'm Taehyung, you can call me Tae for short. And what is this?" He looks right at you, boring holes into your soul. You're too dumbfounded to respond.

"So, here's the deal Mrs._____. I'll turn around, and when you're ready, we'll begin."

He winks at you and suddenly the air changes. It wasn't like you to have a man have such an effect, but the way Kim Taehyung's eyes undressed you as you sat there made it all worthwhile. You slowly removed your sweats, leaving you feeling the cold air against your body.

"I'm ready." You said hesitantly as you looked up for approval.

"Perfect" 

He looked at you, different from last time. It felt more intense, if that was even possible. His commands were slow, his voice filled with subtle nuances of lust and you wanted to follow every one of his requests.

"That's beautiful, place you hands on your breasts Mona Lisa. Just as if someone were to caress you" a soft moan escaping your lips at his instructions.

"Look at me darling, tell me what you want with your eyes" he said focusing his lens on you. You were sure it had been given away that you wanted much more than photos when you looked at him.

Standing up you placed your hands where he instructed. To your neck, trailing down to your chest, and slowly between your thighs. Eyes lustful, you looked at him and saw his stance change. He sounded deeper, as he repeatedly called you beautiful.

"That's right, just like that," his whispers becoming louder, stronger, against the stiffened air.

"Last one gorgeous and we're done". 

He places his camera down and bows to you for a second before walking away quickly. You feel uncomfortable. Had you done something wrong?

"Oh Mrs._____ don't mind me just picking up after him. Sometimes he needs to leave in a hurry," Adora mentions, as if to try and make sense of his sudden  departure.

You're told 3 days to return for your proofs. Excitement comes as the day draws near. You didn't get a chance to see anything since your photographer couldn't bear to stay in the same room with you. It was uncomfortable knowing you had to go back, but still, the first time feeling the exhilaration of being sensual was worth it.

You walk in, Adora seems to be missing, but you hear a faint sound of music coming from an office down the hall.

As you're walking, the music starts becoming louder, completely sexual in nature. You walk in and see Mr.Kim in a robe, chest open to his muscles, no sign of anything else underneath. 

"Hi, Mr.Kim? I'm here for my photos?" A quick glance and his mouth is partially open at you.

You walk in hesitantly and he takes you hand, smooth large fingers caressing your palm as you're brought in to the dark room. 

"Ms._____, please, call me Tae. I have them here" he sounds like sex, everything oozing off of him just just pure carnal lust. Your thighs rub against each other for friction, attempting to relieve pressure. He doesn't falter, even if he might have noticed.

Red ambiance surrounds you as he lifts a photo to hang on the curtain. A silhouette of your body forms as the lace comes into focus. 

"Gorgeous," you mention, slightly above a whisper.

"Yes, you definitely are" he holds your waist, the pressure from his fingers eliciting a moan.

You turn and stare at him, wondering who will make the first move. He places his hand at the back of your neck and brings you close, licking from the bottom of your neck to your earlobe and lightly biting it. It sends shivers down to your core, your arousal beginning to pool on your panties.

"Mmm, don't think I didn't notice Ms._____. It's clear you'd like something else of my services, and I'd be more than happy to oblige."

His hand trails your stomach, lines your hips and slowly reaches for your mound. You're certain he can feel how wet you are from arousal at his request. His soft lips slowly making their way to yours, licking his once before kissing you. He was warm, hot, and his touch burned your lips, but you only craved more. His other hand reaching around your waist, he begins to lower your leggings.

"Still wearing lace I see. Is that for me?"

"I thought I'd look presentable if we needed retakes"

"Yes Mona Lisa, definitely"

He takes your hand,lacing his within yours, and opens the door to another room.

Purple fills the walls and lavender takes over your senses as you walk in. He's slowly trailing behind you, holding onto your waist, pressing his hard cock on your back. Turning, you slowly take off your shirt and drop it next to you. Biting your lip you make your way to the bed and lay down.

"Perfect, ready for me?" He smirks and pulls a camera out, taking one photo at a time.

"Touch yourself for me Mona Lisa. Show me how you'd like me to touch you" he sounds authoritative, but in the most sensual way. You slowly caress yourself, taking time prodding your bralette and the nipples underneath. Small moans emit from your lips as you trail down to your mound, flashes from the camera as Taehyung takes him time photographing you. You take off your leggings, leaving you in your whote lace panties. You place them to the side, rubbing your slicked juices up and down your slit. Circling your core you moan out Taehyung's name.

"That's right beautiful, it's me touching you. Making you feel this way. It's me rubbing your clit and making your juices flow. Cum for me."

Your rubbing becomes more intense, placing a finger in your cunt to add simulation. You'd hate to disappoint him.

"Tae, I'm cumming. I'm cumming thinking of you" you moan out. He's walking towards you as your hips are lifting off the bed and forces your legs open. His head lowers as he licks between your folds and through your panties, holding you down from the overstimulation he's giving you. It only takes a moment and you're hurdling to another orgasm.

"Oh Mona Lisa, you taste divine" He removes your juices with his fingers and sucks on them, whimpering at the taste of you.

Your heart is pounding, moans coming out of your mouth louder than ever. He's moving your panties to the side and you feel something along your cunt. As you open your eyes you his his dick, thick and long, pressing against your slit. 

"Do it" is the only thing you say and he thrusts to the hilt into you. He staggers for a second, gaining his strength back, trying not to come too soon. Grunts are heard through the walls, "So tight, so perfect, I'm going to ruin you"

He moans as he pulls out and pushes back in with more force, moans coming from you now. His pace is quick and agile, hitting all the spots you've never felt before. Pulling down your bralette, he sucks on your nipples, making you grab his hair. "Fuck me Tae, ruin me, make me cum".

He yanks on your hair, and embraces you in a kiss. Sloppy and needy, his tongue darts in and out of you as his pace becomes more brutal.

He lets go of your hair and pulls out, the void unimaginable and you're grabbing onto him thinking he'll leave. He grins and turns you over. You see quick flashes of the camera  making you moan from the excitement. Never has sex been so public for you and you felt the waves of arousal hit your core hard, making you a sloppy mess. Tae places his cock at the entrance of your sweet pussy and pushes forward, bringing your face down into the sheets. He takes his hand and rubs your clit as he resumes his brutal force. 

"Darling, I'm marking you mine tonight. You'll never have another like me" he grunts, biting down into your shoulder, your neck, your back. He leaves a trail of hickeys as he's fucking you from behind, the ocasional slap to your ass making the arousal come at full force.

"Mr.Kim, I need to cum, cum with me." Your groaning is the ecstasy he wants to hear. His thrusts getting sloppier by the second. You feel your end is coming and move your hand towards his on your clit and begin abusing it.

He moves his hands quickly as you're coming undone on his cock, flashes appearing everywhere, not certain if it's your orgasm or the camera, but you didn't care.

He pulls out slowly as his own end comes and places his cock on your back lathering it across your ass. As your pussy is clenching, your combined juices are spilling out, flashes coming once more.

It only takes a few seconds and you feel a shift on the bed, it's now empty one less person. You're too fucked out to realize, but Taehyung is cleaning your back, delicately, as if to ebb the pain away and leave only bliss. He lays down next to you, kissing your back slowly and you sigh into the sheets, bliss entering in form of sleep.

#bts smut #taehyung x reader #bts imagines #bts v imagine #bts v x reader #bts x you

[diaryofanalcoholicsdaughter-blog]

Don't know why.

The last few days have been good. Great actually. Went to a fancy spa for a girls day. Got started on a tattoo I wanted for a long time. Got piercings that I've wanted for awhile. I did stuff for myself which was kind of new. Don't get me wrong I still go clothes shopping but my choices are influenced by my cousins fashion sense. Since I tend to invite her to stuff I do for myself. Something I'm working on since it's not a me day if I'm inviting other people. She's older and more into form fitting sexy lady clothes. I'm younger and more into black boots and jeans. So when I pick something up she doesn't like and makes a comment on I'll put it back. Also something I need to get out of the habit of doing. But this time I said I was doing something and did it. Even when she complained and said she didn't want to go with me. It was awesome actually. It made me realize I don't think that hard about stuff. When I'm happy I'm super happy. You could spit on me I'd laugh and move on. But when I'm down I'm super down. It also made me realize I need to start doing stuff really on my own. I'm afraid of disappointing people. Doesn't matter who they are I just don't want to let them down. Which stems from my teen years and all that drama. College and living on my own really bought that side of me out and my mom's death pushed it to a whole different level. It got to the point where when I laughed I apologized. When I cried I hid it since I knew no one wanted to see that shit or I'd just hold the tears back since crying never solved anything. I bottled things up. To the point I cared more for others then myself. When I opened up it felt like no one gave a fuck. Which is why I'm into this blog right now. Even if no one reads this or listens or even comments I'm still helping myself. Though that also feeds into the people pleasing part of myself. Otherwise why would I make a diary on the Internet anyone could see? Now at moments I feel so selfish. I look at situations or even just responses people have to me and think why does it matter more when it's you? Do you not give a fuck about my feelings? The best example is when I cancel plans. I don't make them often of course but when I make them I usually follow through. I never make promises since I hate when they are broken even by myself. But anyway I canceled plans a few times with my cousin and she's done the same with me. Not a big deal. But the last few times she's given me attitude about it. Then she began to flat out say 'are you gonna do it cause you know how you are. Your just lazy' it was like she was spitting out the words my father said to me almost every day. Which pissed me off to no end. So I snapped at her. Why is it okay for you to cancel plans or change plans with me when you aren't in the mood but when I do it it's a huge issue. We talked about it she apologized and it was over. It still made me look at our relationship and more often then not she pisses me off makes me feel a bit bad about the changes in my life in making and talks constantly about her tragic life. She's very negative yet says things like give it to go. But after such an awesome day I was feeling great. So was she at first but on the way home she got negative. We argued lightly till I told her she just needed to learn to be happy when good things happen. It was like she was drawing the negative vibes back into her life. Since I was still in a good mood she was quickly ruining it. Something I noticed after this she does a lot. We go to restaurants and I'll treat her to dinner. She will complain about the service the food and the state of the plates and things. I on the other hand am slowly becoming unhappy because of all her complaints. When I open up it feels like a huge complaint which is why I don't do it often. Talking about your pains emotional and physical comes off as a huge complaint. My family deals with things by not talking about it. They complain of course but it's a woe is me sort of thing. So when I opened up about suicidal thoughts and how abusive my dad really is and they brushed it off it felt more and more like a complaint. Like I have nothing to be sad about so why be sad. Which is the wrong type of thinking. I've got to learn a healthy way of expressing myself. And just doing it to people who actually give a shit when I'm sad. Not just people who are good at pretending to but honestly don't give a shit. But still I'm oddly on an emotional high. I'd like to stay that way for awhile longer. So I keep brushing stuff off rather then confronting it.

#family #dysfunctional family #acoholic #thinking