#bc it was repeatedly like You were the last to see him when i felt like i hadnt seen him in days

[neteyamsoare]

giving him a show / lo'ak sully is now live. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

ಇ new message from: @tiredmamaissy. all smut bc…. 🧍🏻‍♀️#48 lo’ak #16 neteyam. ily!! congrats on 500. i feel like i’m really at a sleepover 🥹

ಇ current game. after ao’nung pisses lo’ak off, he takes it all out on you which ends with you getting caught.

ಇ game warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, aged up! lo'ak, fem! metkayina! reader, dom! lo'ak, voyeurism, arranged marriage trope, caught, spanking, one-sided lust (on nung's side) + praise kink. words. 945.

ಇ things to note. this was actually one of the prompts from my 500 prompt sleepover and i didn't get to finish all the prompts because i got burnt out from it. so this event really helped me come up with something for this prompt. thank you so much bb for participating in that event, really appreciate you, and i have not forgotten the neteyam prompt you requested, going to try to finish that and put it out!! it's my first Lo'ak smut and it's not the last, more is on the way!! : masterlist / kinktober masterlist / part two / previous fic / taglist

To say Lo’ak was pissed was an understatement, you could tell someone pissed him off just by the way he pounds into you letting you feel every inch of him as he lands smacks to your cheeks one at a time.

What got him to be so angry was the remark Ao’nung said after one of his friends brought up him, how he and you always were spending time together.

Ao’nung told his friends that you would never go for a freak like him and that he couldn’t have you even if he tried.

What he doesn’t know is he has had you from the first day he got here.

His aggression was apparent and it had you lost for words as loud moans spilled out of your mouth that could be heard by anyone who managed to walk by the area the two of you were in.

“Fuck…” you mewled as you held onto the tree in front of you as Lo’ak grips on your hips tight as he ruts into you. 

You loved it when he fucked you like this, it was something you never felt before he came to your home, you had never been handled like this and it made you grow wetter by the second earning a low chuckle from him.

“You love being treated like a slut, don’t you mamas?” He questioned, you nodded your head in response but immediately felt a smack to your ass. “Uh uh, you know better than that, use your words or m’stoppin’” 

“Y…yes I love when you treat me like your dirty whore,” you cried out not wanting him to stop his torture, his dick buried deep inside you, feeling him everywhere, hitting all the right angles that had you gasping. He focused on the way his dick disappeared in your cunt, coming out wetter each time.

“What would people say if they knew you were such a slut for me?” He queries as a smirk appears on his lips watching you try to form a sentence but all that comes out are curses and moans. 

“What would he think, hm?” His smirk gets wider. Lo’ak knew you were to be mated with Ao’nung ever since he got to the Metkayina but it didn’t matter to him since you never showed actual interest in Ao’nung like you did whenever you were around him.

You and Lo’ak have been fooling around on the low for a while now not wanting people to find out yet till you figure out a way to get out of the arrangement. 

“Does he know you love to be fucked in the open where anybody can see you?” he taunts as his ears pick up a distant sound in the forest, the biggest smirk on his face because he knows what who it was.

“Your perfect little pussy s’suckin’ me right in,” he raised his voice a bit as his hips don’t miss a beat as you feel his dick caressing your g spot repeatedly, throwing your head back as you feel your release build-up. 

Lo’ak could tell you were about to cum just by the way your cunt was clenching around his cock. “Tell me who’s pussy this, ma,” he demanded.

“Then, I’ll give you exactly what you want,” he decreasing the speed a bit to wait for your answer. Your mind was clear, unable to put together words but you were so close to cumming.

“S’all yours, Lo’ak! Please make me cum… so close…” you cried out, stickin out your tongue a bit earning a low chuckle from him as he increased the speed.

“That’s my girl, say hello to our guest,” you were confused at what he was talking about. A guest? What did he mean by that? 

Lo’ak gently grabs your chin to turn your head to the side and you blink a few times as you see Ao’nung standing there with a blank expression on his face, you can’t tell if he is angry or shocked or maybe both.

You tried to open your mouth to say something but all that came out was a moan, you were feeling too good to even come up with some type of an explanation. 

Ao’nung being there didn’t phase Lo’ak at all as he didn’t care if he caught them or not. He continued his torture on your sopping hole which he noticed got even wetter than before.

“You love being watched don’t you, my sweet girl,” he teases as you are about to nod your head but catch yourself. “Yes… m’going to cum!” you whine as your breath becomes uneven. 

“Look at him while you cum on my cock, ma. Let him see just how good I’m making you feel.”

You obeyed his orders turning to face to look at Ao’nung who now had a clear angry expression on his face, sticking your tongue out your mouth as your legs start to tremble and you paint his cock with your release and as he felt your gummy walls flutter around him, he gives you one more stroke before cumming deep inside of you, letting out a groan as you try to catch your breath.

“Fuck…” you whimpered out as your body goes slumped but he catches you, pulling you up against him, capturing your lips onto his. 

When he pulls away, a smile appears on his face as he looks at your fucked out expression on your face.

“You did good f’me, my sweet girl.” He praised as he laid small kisses on your cheeks and a smirk appeared once again on his lips as he heard Ao’nung’s footsteps running far away from them. Mission accomplished!

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[kiatheinsomniac]

Kia darlinnngggg 🥰 so ik you've been simping over tomoe lately soooo I have a request ~ how about smth to do with heat? Perhaps the reader is a yokai as well, having gotten herself turned into one to be with him, not necessarily a fox yokai ( ahem I'm giving you free reign, rabbit and deer are optional bc ik you love those dynamics ) but it's her first heat with him? She's feeling all hot and bothered and doesn't know what to do and Tomoe is both trying to guide her while also trying not to lose it because he's in heat too? But yknow, he fails at the latter hehe

──── 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 ˊˎ -

☾ ⋆ﾟ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: I actually had the theme song for this stuck in my head all around Ikea today lol. My first time writing for Tomoe so you bet I made our fox man feral, horny and mean <3

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Tomoe x yokai bunny! Reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 0.8k

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: NSFW, MDNI, smut, heat cycles, breeding, 'bunny' pet name, creampie, marathon sex

He had told himself that the two of you wouldn’t end up like this and yet here you were: pinned beneath his weight with your belly flush to the sheets, your head pushed down with a clawed hand on your nape and your hips angled upwards, Tomoe’s aching cock pounding into your little cunt over and over again without mercy. When you took on the features of a bunny after becoming a yokai to always be with him, Tomoe had expected that you would end up experiencing a heat similar to his own. Your white-haired lover had warned you of what would happen, had prepared all sorts of herbal remedies meant to help suppress your urges and yet none of it had been enough to make you resist pushing your hand down your pants to try and sate the need between your thighs, moaning unabashedly and unintentionally provoking your partner who had been doing a much better job at hiding his own heat until he heard you moaning his name so sweetly and desperately. 

You had been on your hands and knees earlier but they had since buckled beneath you as you let out little sobs that were a strange mix of overstimulation and relief. Your arousal had already been leaking down your thighs by the time Tomoe found you, teary-eyed and begging him to bury his cock inside of you, feeling so empty without him that it hurt. It had spent the last shred of his restraint and he had been quick to pin you down. Your clothes hadn’t even been discarded initially but now they were tossed all over the room between switching positions and your face burned at the sound of Tomoe repeatedly pounding into you, set on releasing his cum inside of you time and time again, even if it was already leaking out of you and making a mess of the sheets. 

“You just don’t listen do you?” His tone was almost a growl in your ear as his nails bit into the skin over your hips, holding them firmly in place so that you had no escape from him. “I gave you everything I could so that we didn’t have to end up like this and yet you thought you knew what was best.” You let out another sob at three particularly harsh thrusts in a row and yet your cunt tightened around him, “So, bunny, you can keep on crying and take it seeing as you were so sure that this was what you needed.” He pushed more of his weight down on you, leaving you with absolutely nowhere to go and making you take the full force of each thrust. 

The way that the mixture of your cum had him slipping in and out of you with such ease was paired with the obscene sounds of your walls stretching around him and the smack of his skin against yours. You noticed how his moans had become much more vocal, more than aware by now that this meant he was close to an orgasm. You felt him bury his face in the crook of your neck and you were almost certain that he would bruise your poor pussy at this point, “You’re going to take it all…” His voice husked by your ear, “Such a good bunny, you’re going to take it all for me. Help me through my heat, I help you through yours.” His arms wrapped around your body as you were tightly sandwiched between him and the bed, feeling his hips stutter and then slow before stopping entirely, feeling the throb of his cock more so than the spill of his hot cum inside of you considering how stuffed full you already were. 

“Let’s… rest a while, my love.” He panted out, a hand reaching up to tenderly and lazily play with your hair and stroke your ears which had flopped down over your head in utter exhaustion, “It’s been hours…” You could only let out a hum of agreement. 

You felt drenched between your thighs, your skin sticky with sweat, stiflingly hot with Tomoe’s damp skin pressing down on you. Your hair was in tangles and his own white tresses fell over your face, making you shake your head a bit to move it away from where it had been tickling your nose and tormenting your lashes. 

What a mess the two of you had got yourselves in. 

“And you said this would last a week?” You let out a little yelp when you felt his cock push into you once more. You had seen the recovery speed that his heat gave him and yet you had not expected him to continue after suggesting a break, “Wait! Tomoe, you said-” 

“I know what I said and I take it back, I’m not done with you yet, my bunny~” 

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[scented-morker]

Txt when you wear their clothes

Fluff, Gn Reader, most can be read as bff or dating, about 100-150 words each, not proofread 😁

Soobin

No bc man is literally a giant— everyone knows it

So even if you are a tall icon it’s probably going to be too big on you

In the case that you are like 6’1 like him I think he’d love to see you in his sweats

Like even if you have to roll them at the waist a little he just loves the domestic-ness of sharing clothes with you

He’s definitely tried to snatch one of your button ups or something and then felt very embarrassed when you walked in one him modeling it in the mirror 😳

And if you’re not a giant he still loves it— seeing the legs drag behind your little sock clad feet while you walk up to him and ask for a hug

😔😔 he explodes on the spot, please marry him

Yeonjun

Yeonjun

Yeonjun

He’s literally obsessed with you, and seeing you in his clothes makes it so much worse

Will hold you in his arms, looking you up and down repeatedly and talking about how good you look

Definitely the type to say how much better his clothes look on you than himself

He’s so charming 😔

Anytime you want affection just slide on any article of his clothing and it’s just immediate 🥺 “Baby you look so cute” 🥺

literally GIGGLES

Tackles you with no warning, playing with the clothes like he’s never seen them before when he literally wore them last week

“Do you just want to keep it?”

Beomgyu

Has been waiting for you to put his clothes on since the two of you started dating but you’ve always been worried he’d think it’s weird

Thank goodness kai spilled milkshake on your shirt, otherwise beomgyu might have bursted

But then he saw you in his clothes and his heart palpitated

He was sitting on the couch with the rest of the boys, waiting for you to come out of his room

When you join them he just smiles, trying to hide his heart eyes

But as soon as you sit down next to him he’s dragging you into his lap, babbling non stop about how good you look

Don’t even try to speak because he’s going to shush you, and his members

“Shut up, can’t you see I’m telling yn how cute they look😒”

Taehyun

No bc he wasn’t supposed to know 😠

You were perfectly fine with just wearing his clothes when he wasn’t there, but then one day you fell asleep in his shirt and he came home and saw you in it

Acts nonchalant about it when you wake up, but definitely thought it was adorable

He offers to buy you the same one so you always have it, but you obviously say no.

(No new shirt from the store is gonna have his smell on it)

So instead he just sends it home with you that day with no comment

Might slip it in your bag or shove it in your pocket when you hug him goodbye, but he refuses to comment on it, even if you notice

When you show up wearing it to your next date, his kiss hello is just a little longer than usual 😳

Huening Kai

Thinks it’s the cutest thing EVER

Literally saw you in his hoodie one time and now wants you to live exclusively in his clothes

Like don’t ever go to him for outfit advice because he’ll go to his closet instead of yours and be like “hmm what about this?”

“I was planning on wearing my own clothes.”

“No.”

Will give you full on outfits to try on before he wears them out

Will snap a billion pictures of you in his clothes

His lock screen is a picture of you channeling Adam Sandler as you swim in your boyfriend’s shorts and tee shirt 🫶

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[buckyalpine]

i was just rereading all of your stuff (as i do bc your writing is superior) and the limitless fic, i need a part 3 of bucky and reader in the supply closet and readers ex like over hears or something? and then bucky is just a cocky bastard (as he should be though) and just keeps going harder and tougher bc he knows and is so smug about it

18+

Warnings: So much smut.

Okay, this is long over due and we needed this, yes.

Part 1: Can you not...

Part 2: Limitless

"Bucky, we shouldn't" You whispered, your body betraying you because your panties were soaked and you wanted this, fuck you definitely wanted this. Bucky had come by to your office on one of his regular visits; this visit however, was far less than innocent. Bucky only had so much self restraint.

Whenever he came by, he'd end up stroking his cock afterwards, there was something about seeing you in your office clothes, your pretty skirt and blouse, heels clicking on the tile. He was already insatiable, but seeing you now while you were also wearing his tags was driving him feral.

You were bent over your desk, gasping when you felt his rock hard cock press against you from behind, grinding against you, a deep rumble from his chest slipping past his lips.

"C'mon baby, it'll be quick, don't you want my babies"

Your stomach clenched, whimpering as he grinded against you harder, gripping your hip with one hand, his metal hand slamming you against your desk, pressing you onto the surface between your shoulder blades.

"Daddy has so much cum to give you angel" He whispered, caging you under him, smirking when he felt you push your hips back onto him. Such a good girl.

"Give me your cum daddy"

Bucky didn't have to be told twice, he grabbed you and dragged you over to the supply closet, a cocky smirk playing on his lips before locking the door shut.

*****

The second the door locked, Bucky lifted you in his arms, your legs wrapping tightly around his waist. He pressed you against the wall, his thick cock rubbing and grinding against your soaked panties making you whine each time he rubbed your clit.

"So needy baby, you just need to be filled up, huh?" He whispered, nipping at your earlobe while you moaned in response, clawing at his back. There was no time for foreplay; he tore your panties off, shoving them into his pocket before unzipping his jeans and lining his cock up with your soaked entrance.

"You're so wet you little slut, who you this wet for"

"You Bucky" You moaned, clenching around nothing, desperate for him to fill you. You gasped at the feeling of his cool metal hand smacking your cheek, tutting in disappointment.

"That's not what you call me princess, I haven't even fucked you yet and you're already cockdrunk. Maybe this will remind you what the fuck you call me" Bucky slammed his cock into you in one stroke, giving you zero time to adjust as he started pounding you against the wall.

"F-UC-K DADDY!" Your head was thrown back, starts immediately clouding your vision as his hips snapped into you. Bucky moaned into your neck, his cock already throbbing, he didn't want to cum yet but you made it impossible for him to last long.

"Dadddyyy" You sobbed, unable to formulate any other words, all you could register was his thick cock stretching you, already dripping pearls of precum into your soaked pussy.

"You're gonna make me a daddy princess, look at that pretty pussy swallowing my cock" Bucky pulled away from your neck staring down at where you were connected, his cock covered in your creamy slick.

"So creamy baby, fuck, look babygirl, you're making a mess all over daddy"

Bucky let out a dark chuckle, his heightened sense of hearing easily picked up on the same set of footsteps that kept walking by the closet. He knew exactly who it was. If he wanted to listen so badly, might as well make it worthwhile.

Bucky slammed into you harder, making you cry out, tears streaming down your cheeks, feeling his swollen tip rub against your g-spot, hitting it repeatedly.

"Da-da-dadd-yyy-fuckkkk" You could feel the band in your stomach about to snap, the trimmed hair at the base of his cock rubbing against your clit. You could hardly speak, overwhelmed with pleasure as Bucky gripped you tighter.

"My little cockdrunk baby, you gonna cum again baby? Can't even use her big girl words anymore, huh?" Bucky cooed mockingly, licking the tears that streamed down your face. "Milk my cock baby, milk your sergeants cock"

"Oh god, SEARGEANT-" You screamed, your moans muffled when Bucky smashed his lips onto yours, his balls starting to throb. His eyes locked with yours as he fucked you harder, he had to fill you, claim you and mark you as his.

"You're mine, you know that?" Bucky's voice was nearly a growl, his cock growing harder as he chased his high.

"M'yours daddy" You whimpered, pleasure overwhelming you. Bucky shook his head, he wanted everyone to know exactly who you belonged to.

"No, say my name baby, say my fucking name" He was jack hammering into you while you cried out, your entire body shaking in his hold.

"JAMES"

He needed to knock you up.

"Fuck that's right baby, keep saying it baby, whose cock owns this pussy"

"You Bucky, all you!"

Keep you nice and full with his cum.

"I know sweetheart, gonna make you such a beautiful baby, m'gonna cum babygirl, m'gonna get you pregnant" His eyes rolled back feeling your walls flutter, "Fuck, I wanna get you pregnant so bad babyy"

"Get me pregnant Bucky" You moaned, feeling his pace falter, his thrust growing sloppy. "C'mon, wanna have your babies Buckyy"

"FUCCKK" Bucky bit down onto your shoulder stilling his hips, his cum filling you and splattering onto the floor, giving you all of his load.

*****

Mark heard the sound of something crashing from one of the supply closet, reluctantly getting up to see what happened. He didn't mind going to the closet for the sole reason that he'd get to pass your desk. Unless that guy was there. He was pleasantly surprised when he didn't see any super soldiers but he couldn't find you either....

His eyes grew wide at the sounds of muffled moaning, the sounds of skin slapping on skin growing louder as he approached the door. He didn't need to open the door or stand there a minute longer to know exactly what was happening, your desperate needy cries for Bucky grew louder.

He couldn't help himself, walking by every so often, his mind racing the longer you stayed in there.

How long can this guy fuck for?!

Surely his dick isn't that big....he's a super soldier though...

You don't have to call him daddy every single time

Or sergeant

*****

Bucky kissed your forehead, helping you clean up with some paper towels before hugging you close to him and caressing your body. He'd make sure you got your after care even if you were in a supply closet. You sighed happily, your body still buzzing while Bucky's hand ghosted over your belly, his heart already hopeful.

"You think it worked?" You giggled, pecking a kiss onto his nose while he led you out, back to your office, giving Mark (who looked like he'd gotten war flashbacks) a cocky smirked as he passed by. Bucky pulled you down for a sweet his, looking over his shoulder to your ex who was glaring at the both of you.

"We should do this more often"

Part 1: Can you not...

Part 2: Limitless

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[neoyuno]

No Biting ♡ J.JH (M)

Jaehyun is tired after a long week of working on the preparations for his new album and finds comfort on you—literally; or, jaehyun treats your boobs as his personal stress squishies.

Pairing | Idol!Jaehyun ♡ CelebCrush!Reader

Genre | Comedy, Romance, Smut (breast play + him being needy abt it, dirty talk, switch!jaehyun, choking, saliva play? (i still don't know how to label this, but sex too good they drooling...), riding, lots of kissing, praising.)

Word Count | 3.8K

Reading time | 19 mins

Warnings: usage of curse words, explicit descriptions of sex, afab reader. not my best work imo, but i hope y'all like it nonetheless <3 thank you for liking my stuff so far <33 // also, wrote rino in bc i love her sm, I’d also appreciate any type of feedback :’)

“Okay, that’s it for today, guys. We will continue with the rest of the choreography tomorrow.” The lady in front of them said. “Now, rest up and take care! Love ya!” She blew them all a kiss and left the studio.

All 10 men laid around the room, visibly exhausted as sweat glistened on their blushed skin.

“I can’t wait till this comeback is over… it is so tiring.” Taeyong exhaled and drank from his water bottle.

“Tell me about it, I had a recording session with _____ last night and I kept messing up. I feel so bad for her, we had to be up till 3 am.” Mark replied.

“She’s so sweet about it, though. She deserves a prize for being the best producer ever.” Taeil chuckled and everyone else agreed.

“And the best host too, her food is so good, I don’t miss hotels at all.” Yura added.

Jaehyun couldn’t help but smile at the sweet words his friends said about you. You were indeed the sweetest and he was utterly and crazily in love with you. They have never worked with someone as good and patient as you. Not only do you do a great job with their songs, you always teach them new things—and let them stay at your house whenever they are in town.

“Are you coming with us or will you stay?” Jaehyun opened his eyes at the sound of Johnny’s voice.

“I think ______ is still here, I’ll leave with her.” He replied and the older guy nodded. “She said to make sure to put the code before you go in the house or else the alarm will go crazy.”

“Got it, see you later, man.” Johnny waved him goodbye and left with the rest of the boys.

Jaehyun laid on the floor for a few more minutes, enjoying the cool air coming from the vent right above, before gathering his stuff and making way to the floor above.

He entered the studio to see you sitting down at the mixer, eyeglasses on, and messy hair.

“Hi baby, are you still working?” He asked and kissed your head before grabbing a chair to sit next to you.

“Yes, sweetie. I am having a bit of trouble with this song. I can’t remove this weird rumble from this track, I might need to replace those mics already.” You said and pressed play again on the small clip. “I might need to re-record this.”

“Who’s track is it?” He asked and leaned to look at the monitor, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Yours.” He whined playfully and hugged you tight. 

“I’m tired…” he pouted and you reached back to pet his hair.

“You don’t have to record right now, baby. We can hook you up in the studio at home. It’s just this minute-long track, so don’t worry.”

“Okay~~” you felt his lips touch your neck and his hands moved dangerously close to your underboob. “Soo, can we go home? I want to cuddle…”

“Not yet, love. I still need to work on this song.” You shivered when his fingers softly massaged your breasts. “Jaehyun…”

“Hmm?” He kissed your neck repeatedly.

“Jaehyun, stop that. I am working.”

“But, baby… they are so soft,” he squeezed. “So pretty…” 

“Jaehyun.” You warned again.

“Ugh, please…” he pouted again and turned your chair to face him.

“Dude, what’s up with you today?” You asked, getting a little annoyed at his clinginess when you needed to work—but it secretly made you melt. To be honest, you did need a break but you were too stubborn.

“I miss you.” He cupped your face and kissed you a couple of times.

“Jae, you are staying at my house. We see each other every day.”

“Okay, that’s still not enough.” He pouted and kissed your lips again.

“Not enough? What else could we do?” You giggled and he hummed. 

“Lemme move in with you…”

“Jaehyun, you live in Seoul… I live in California…” you stared at him with an unamused expression.

“So? I’ll move here.” He shrugged.

“Yeah? What about your career?”

“I’ll quit being an idol and become your house-husband.” He smiled cheekily and kissed you again. 

“Will you wait for me at home wearing sexy lingerie?” You joked but he blushed.

“I-uhm, I mean, if you want me to…”

“Hmm, interesting… Good to know…” you pecked his lips and turned back around to face your computer.

“Ugh, pay attention to meeee,” he whined and tried turning you around but you locked your feet on the chair base. “Pleaseeeee…”

“Jaehyun, I’m gonna kick you out and make you wait in the car.”

“Let’s just cuddle for 5 minutes.” He said. “Just 5 minutes, please?”

You sighed and turned around. His cute face always lets him get away with anything he wants, it’s like he bewitches you into saying yes. To be honest, you are just too in love with him to deny him any love—and he needs lots of it. All the time.

“Fine, just 5 minutes, Jeong.” He did a happy dance and dragged you to the sofa.

“You are so warm and cuddly. I love you, my little teddy bear.” He kissed you all over the face and hugged you tight while you groaned jokingly.

“How was today, baby?” You asked after he settled down.

“Tiring, we had some fittings and also dance practice for the video shooting next month.” He said

“You work too hard, love.” You hummed and kissed his lips.

“Can I lay on your chest?” He asked bashfully and you chuckled.

“Of course, beautiful.” He blushed at the petname and settled his face between your boobs, the side of his head laying on one of the plush mounds.

“So soft…” he sighed.

“Are you okay, hun?” You asked while stroking his hair.

“Yeah, I’m just very tired and stressed. I’ve been having a very bad shoulder ache for the past few days too.” 

“Awe, baby, why hadn’t you said anything? I’ll give you a new pillow tonight. Do you want me to give you a massage?” You asked and kissed his head.

“No, angel, it’s okay. But I know something that will help me with my stress.” He smirked cutely at you and you felt his hands lift your shirt up. 

“Jaehyun.” You scolded but he whined. “Ugh, fine… just cause you need it, but just that and nothing more. I have a session tomorrow morning and I can’t have a filthy sofa in my studio.”

Jaehyun moved to hover over your body, kissing your lips before moving back to pull down your shirt. 

“Hmm, so pretty.” He whispered and kissed you again. “You’re so beautiful.”

You looked up at him, his eyes staring down at you. You reached up to pull him by the neck, clashing your lips unto his.

His lips engulfed yours perfectly as you sighed lovingly, making him smile. He absolutely loved hearing your love sighs, they made his heart flutter. Ever since he first kissed you and you sighed, he was hooked—he already was, but he knew he was done for when he heard the pretty sound.

“Let me take this off…” his fingers worked to unclasp your bra from the front, your breasts springing free once the last clasp was undone. 

You watched intently as he licked his lips, before dipping in. His mouth automatically latched to your nipple while his hands pressed your boobs together.

“Mmm…” he hummed against your skin. 

He closed his eyes and his eyebrows knitted up while he sucked on your chest. You couldn’t help but stare at his hollowed cheeks swallowing your nipples. 

“So squishy…” he groaned before poking his tongue to play with your glistening buds. He alternated between teasing one and the other.

His hands squeezed your boobs again before his thumb and index finger moved to pinch your nipples. Twisting and tugging, he got them to be hard and blushed.

You just laid there, staring down at him being mesmerized by your tits. He was absolutely obsessed with your boobs. Whenever he was stressed he would just come to you and start acting all clingy until he eventually ended up under your shirt choking on your boobs. 

A hard tug on your nipple made you snap out of it when you felt a slight pain. Teeth. He had bitten you.

“Jaehyun. No biting.” 

“I’m sorry, angel. I couldn’t help it.” He whispered and kissed the skin he had bit. 

You stared as he poked out his tongue again, licking your areolas in circular motions, before licking your nipples. His strong hands kept kneading your breasts and you couldn’t help but bite your lip.

His mouth suddenly sucked both nipples at the same time when he pressed your tits together, making you gasp a little.

“Are you okay, baby? Did that hurt?” He asked worriedly, the corners of his mouth glistened with his own saliva and you couldn’t help but giggle. “What’s so funny?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

“I was just thinking about how shy you were when we first met and look at you right now.” You smirked playfully.

“Look who’s talking. The girl that went from teasing me because I liked her to begging for my dick.” He replied and you scoffed in surprise.

“As if! I don’t beg!” You smacked his arm playfully.

“It’s okay, don’t be shy. We all know you love it.” He argued and hovered your body, his face now leveled to yours. Jaehyun couldn’t help but stop and admire you. Messy hair against, your flushed skin, plus your cute specs resting on the bridge of your nose—it was just such a sight to see.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” You whispered, the fact that you had your whole chest out was long forgotten.

“You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen.”

“I don’t look pretty right now.” You said.

“You look gorgeous. You always do.” Your heart skipped a beat when his lips pressed on yours. It was crazy how Jaehyun made you feel. No one had ever made you feel as loved as he did. Sure, you had many people calling you beautiful, praising you, and showing their love for you, but the sparkle in the dimpled guy’s eyes whenever he looked at you made you feel like the most special person on earth.

“Let’s go home.” You whispered against his lips and he nodded.

You both stood up and he gathered your belongings while you turned off all studio equipment. Just as you were about to open the door he yanked you by the arm.

“What happened?” You asked.

“Your… let me put it back on.” He said bashfully as he blushed and reached to clasp your bra on and lift your shirt back up.

“Oh my God… I was about to leave with my tits out?!” You hide your face on his chest. “This is your fault.”

“Okay, I actually take the blame for this. I had forgotten about pulling your shirt back up.” He smiled cutely. “Your boobs are just so nice… I want to see them all the time!”

“Shh, be quiet.” You whispered as you entered your house, Jaehyun practically clinging to you as he tried to kiss your neck.

“They are all asleep, none of us are light sleepers, so don’t worry…” he replied and locked the front door before removing his shoes and running after you to your room.

Jaehyun closed the door and locked it. He wiggled his eyebrows at you, as you changed into your satin nightdress. He reached to press the small device on the wall, turning on the soundproof system. 

“Really, Jaehyun?” You deadpanned.

“Hey, you get loud sometimes.” He said and removed his shirt, tossing it in the basket by the closet’s entrance.

“And who said we are having sex?” You teased. “Plus, the loud one here is you.”

“Hmm… then why did we come home?” He dropped his sweats and tossed them where his shirt was. You tried your best not to stare at him much—the sight of him in only his black tight underwear and that damn silver chain was absolutely knee-dropping.

“Because you were right. I need a break.” You said and put your glasses back on, ready to read a bit. 

“What are you reading, then?” He asked and grabbed his towel.

“My new mixing console’s manual…” you replied.

“Babe, you need to stop. Watch some t.v or something. You worked all day.” He passed you the remote control for the t.v after pressing the button for it to come down from his hiding place in the ceiling.

“And don’t watch any music-related videos. You can do all that tomorrow.” He kissed your forehead and you groaned.

“Fine.” You huffed and looked for something to watch.

“I’ll be back, I’m just going to take a shower.” He said and saw your pouty face. “Give me a kiss.” He leaned in.

“No.” You huffed again.

“Fine.” He was about to leave to the bathroom when you grabbed his farm.

“Okay, come back! Just one kiss.” You smooched his lips and he smiled widely.

“I love you, my grumpy baby.” He chuckled and left to shower.

Jaehyun came back to see you laughing at a comedy movie you found on Netflix. He couldn’t help but smile at the sound of your laugh. He was deeply and madly in love with you.

You felt the bed dip on his side, making you turn your head for a second.

“You smell good.” You said while staring at the screen.

“Hmm, thanks?” He chuckled and leaned closer to you. 

Jaehyun stared at your bare shoulders and then down to your chest. The satin fabric was thin enough to let him see that your nipples were still hardened from before. You felt his lips press on your shoulder, slowly moving up your neck. 

His hand moved to cup your boobs, massaging them.

“I shall continue where I left off…” he said before pulling the straps of your nightdress down, revealing your breasts.

His mouth quickly attached to your nipples as he laid his head on your lap. Jaehyun’s tongue worked around your nipples and occasionally sucked them in.

You clicked your tongue and shook your head when you looked down at him. He was like a baby, his mouth latched on your left breast and his hand kneaded the other while his eyes were closed.

“What would your fans say if they found out their sweet Jaehyun is obsessed with sucking boobs?” You asked and ran your finger through his hair as he opened his eyes.

“I’m not obsessed with sucking boobs…” he said after pulling on your nipple and lapping it after. “I’m obsessed with sucking your boobs. There’s a difference.”

“What happened to my sweet shy Jaehyun?” You fake cried and he chuckled. “Who is this pervert, huh?”

“Me? A pervert?” He rested on his hand to be at your eye level and feigned offense. “What would your fans think if they knew their sweet ____ was obsessed with my dick?”

“Babe… I write songs about sex. Everybody knows I love dick, they just don’t know who’s.” You rolled your eyes and he laughed before pecking your lips.

“You look so cute with your glasses on…” he smiled and kissed you again.

“Yeah?” He hummed in response and kissed down your neck.

“Aren’t you tired?” You asked as you stroked his hair.

“Yeah… but you look too good…” he bit your collarbone and kissed it after.

“Lay back.” You said and he immediately did as you said. 

Jaehyun laid back on the plush new pillows you had brought out for him. As you straddled his lap, you reached down to completely remove your nightdress, his hands quickly holding your waist and sliding down to your ass.

“How did I get so lucky?” He whispered and you giggled while grinding down on him.

“You were too cute not to fall in love with.” You leaned down to kiss his lips and he grabbed your face to deepen the kiss.

“I love you so much,” Jaehyun said and hissed when you pressed further down on his crotch.

“I love you more.” 

You kissed down his torso until you got the waistband of his underwear, which you removed quickly and tossed to the side before removing your own. Reaching over to the nightstand, you dimmed the lights and turned on the starry ceiling lights. 

The lighting change made his eyes look like they contained the stars and the whole universe—and they really did (for you).

“Do you want to use a condom?” You asked as you leaned down to kiss his neck. “I’m on the pill.”

“I want to feel all of you…” he replied and you smirked. 

The man beneath you shuddered when he felt your hand touch his sensitive erection.  “Why are you always so horny?” You teased and he kissed your lips.

“How can I not, when I have the sexiest woman in the whole world as my girlfriend?” He whispered.

“Oh yeah? I’m the sexiest?” He hummed in agreement. “Mmm, that feels so good.” You moaned when his hand came down to grab his length and teased your entrance with the tip.

You slowly sank onto his cock, the size filling you up deliciously as you both moaned in unison.

“You feel so good, love.” He groaned.

Your knees supported you as you bounced on his lap slowly and your hands rested on his bare chest. Goosebumps arose on your skin as he caressed your body ever so softly.

“Ah! Mmm, Yuno…” he grunted at the sound of his name leaving your lips in that way.

He absolutely loved it when you called him that, given that not everyone calls him that, it makes it even more special. 

“If you get tired, tell me, kitten.” He husked and you felt warm at the mention of that damned petname.

“Stop…” you breathed out sheepishly, which was cut short and into a moan.

“Stop what, kitten?” He smirked and bit his lip for a second before groaning loudly as your center engulfed him tightly.

“Stop calling me that.” His hands grabbed your hips sternly and his hips pushed forward. “Fuck! Jae- ah!” His hips remained thrusting up, your mouth hanging open at the feeling.

“Such a good kitten, aren’t you, baby?” He growled and wiped the small trail of drool falling past your lips. “You look so pretty like that… hmm…”

“Is it that good that it’s got you drool- hng-“ his voice was cut short when your hands were placed on his neck, softly pressing on his throat.

“What was that, sweetheart?” His eyes were closed and his mouth open in a smirk. 

He enjoyed every second of your hands cutting his oxygen, the rush made him even hornier. Plus, he loved feeling your small hands on his neck, it was thick enough for you to need both hands to choke him. 

“S’good…” he choked out as one of your hands left his throat to swipe out a little bit of drool from the corner of his mouth.

“Look who’s drooling now… pussy too good?” You teased.

Jaehyun couldn’t do much but hum and moan when you leaned down to bite his lower lip. His hand moved to grasp at yours that was on his neck, giving you the signal to stop. You removed your hands and he inhaled sharply, in need of oxygen.

“Don’t- fuck!” He whimpered when he felt your walls clench around his shaft. 

“Don’t what, baby?” Your hands took place by each side of his head, making your tits bounce close to his face. “Kitten ate your tongue?”

“Oh, God!” You wiped a bit of sweat on his forehead with your fingers and quickened the pace your hips were snapping to. “Kiss me, please.”

As you leaned down to do so, he took advantage of your hands not having any support, and flipped you over by the waist. His mouth attached to yours still, flicking his tongue on your lips.

“Fuck, Jaehyun!” You screamed against his lips. Your boyfriend’s hips slammed into you rapidly.

“Do you want to get me in trouble again? Huh?” He grunted as you moaned louder—reminding you of the last time you choked him, he had lost his voice and got in trouble.

“As if you don’t like it…” you smirked but a sharp thrust made your smirk fade into a whine.

“You’re right. I don’t like it… I fucking love it.” Jaehyun kissed your jaw and down your neck until he reached his favorite spot—your shoulder blade, where he sunk his teeth to leave a mark. “Shit-“

“Stop biting!” Your fingernails dug on his back and his head fell to your chest, his hands gripping at your tits and mouth sucking your sensitive buds.

“I’m so close, baby…” you cried out after a few seconds.

“I’m close too, kitten. Fuck you feel so good.” He shut his eyes again and bit the skin of your breasts, coming up to kiss you after.

“You’re so beautiful, angel.” He murmured against your cheek, yet in your ears, it sounded like he was far away.

“Mmm, Jae-“ your toes curled up once you wrapped your legs around his torso to feel him deeper.

“Let go, sweetheart.” He rasped and you did as he said with a loud moan.

You felt yourself dissolve into the pleasure he was giving you. A ringing noise filled your ears mixed with the faint sound of Jaehyun’s low moans, while you could feel his cock pulsating inside you as he came.

The weight of his body soon fell upon yours, but it just felt like the warmest hug ever.

“I love you,” he repeated countless times as he kissed all over your skin.

“Don’t move,” you whined. “Just hug me.”

“Of course, pretty.” He circled his arms around your waist and rolled you over to lay on his chest, where you stayed for a couple of minutes, listening to his heartbeat.

“Don’t your shoulders hurt, baby?” You asked, remembering the muscle pain he voiced out earlier.

“Mmm, yeah… but you make me feel better.” He chuckled and kissed your forehead.

“Do you want to take a shower again?” You asked and he only laughed. “I’ll give you a massage if you wash my hair.”

“You don’t need to bargain with me, you know I’d do anything for you for free.” He said and sat up, bringing you up with him. “So… about moving in with you…”

NEOYUNO 2022

#jaehyun #jaehyun smut #nct 127 smut #nct smut #smut #jaehyun scenario #nct 127 #nct #jaehyun au #nct blurbs #nct drabbles #nct scenarios #nct 127 scenarios #nct 127 reactions #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst

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FINALLY ANOTHER YANDERE TF2 BLOG

I’ve checked your blog out and I’m finding out you just recently added tf2 🤭 since requests are open can I get something about the post you did of Scout falling for the teams enemy. Can you write a reaction about realizing they have the hots for them? Spy and Scout pretty please with a cherry on top and thank you 🙏🏻

This one got a lil kick to it

Note that I personally have red and blue tf2 characters have different personalities (bc I made my lil tweaks for blue team as my ocs :3)

tw. yandere, gore (?), description of violence, stalking, implied psychological torture, mind break.

Scout is just that guy. So when you’re face planted into soil or concrete you have already given up on fighting back. It’s harder and less gruesome this time, there isn’t a chance to exchange snarky insults when a bat is smashed into your gut.

You don’t wanna point fingers but you’re so sure the Scout is targeting you. Not even going after your Medic, it’s always straight towards you. There were plenty of times you wanted to confront him about it but that just makes you look silly to pout about.

So when you did have the balls to corner and yell at him to piss off, his winning smile would be the last thing you’d see before being blasted with his scattergun.

You’re beyond furious for not being taken seriously, this feels way more personal than fighting over land, it’s as if you offended him in some way.

Scout definitely takes is personally. Like who even are you? All high and mighty on the enemies team with your cute little weapons. It pisses him off so bad he doesn’t even know why. There’s a deep hated settlement for the Blue team, your other teammates don’t catch his eyes like you did, you want his attention so bad dontcha?

When it’s another day of going out to work you almost wanna stay back. But your team needs you as much as you needed them. So you suck it up and pray that Scout would get tired of you one day. You think of what could go wrong, or how it could get even worse. To the point where you’re forced against the wall with his metal bat strangling your neck, the cold steel crushing your windpipe as Scout eyes you up.

“I felt as this could’ve been way more easier on your part, ya know, take ya out some’r real nice. But you wanna be difficult, huh?”

“I mean, I know you got the hots for me, all the babes do.”

His grip lacks in pressure as he geeks to himself, prideful. Taking large amounts of breaths, your hand finds its weapon and clumsily hit him over the head.

It knocks him off you, you’re wheezing and lightheaded as you stumble on top of him. Your fist repeatedly bashing into his face, all the pent up anger slowly releasing as you come to a stop. Holding onto his dog tag with one hand and the other in his hair.

You can say you fantasized the day Scout would fumble into your hands, where you can put the little shit in his place and show him just exactly why you were hired to be here.

The blood dripping down his nose and mouth was not flattering, but god did it feel good. Scout can only suck in his breaths through busted teeth and nose, hazy eyes staring up at you so adoringly.

Putting an end to it, leaving him back in respawn, Scout shudders as he falls backwards on his ass. His heart racing of feeling alive, dead before, but it felt amazing by your hands. The way you looked at him like he was some scum, angering you might be his new favorite hobby.

However, he had to show you what happens when stunts like those get out of hand, don’t you know only he can do that to you?

Spy didn’t think to find himself in love. Not exactly love, loving someone doesn’t make you repeatedly stab their back more than usual. Lingering, waiting, for you to be alone so he can pounce. It’s ungentlemanly of him, but he doesn’t wanna stop so soon.

Just the smell of cigarettes has you on edge, you know it’s your Spy, damned look-a-like. It leaves you paranoid, like a dog with its tail between its legs.

Anyone can be him. Is your Scout a little too nonchalant? Or did you feel unease at your Engineer not answering you in the dead of night, but it’s Engineer, the poor guy needs sleep. But so do you. You can’t feel comfortable in your own base. Always looking over your shoulder, that Demo has been too touchy with you.

It leaves things complicated, one, Spy isn’t so sure on how to reciprocate his feelings with you. It’s unprofessional to date coworkers, one on the other team to be exact. He won’t deny the terror on your face amuses him, it felt nice to know he left a permanent presence that has you petrified. It’s selfish of him to want and indulge, so he carefully, makes himself known in your life. Understand he’s here to stay.

Some psychological damage is being done, you’ve seen plenty of fucked up shit, but being human can only get you so far. It’s gotten to the point you begged your Medic to give you some sorts of medication to sleep better. A place where Spy wouldn’t be able to get you even if he had your physical body back in reality.

You need sleep. He’s making you lose it. You’re losing it and the bags under your eyes are proof.

War leaves something for everyone, a part of you is within those battle grounds. By his hands, laying dead in his arms as your body disintegrates into nothing. You’ll be back at spawn. Dreading to step foot out back to chaos. Because you can see him waiting for you.

Spy needs you without a doubt, you have shown that you aren’t capable of caring for yourself. A mercenary is strong and stable, you were once, yet he’s stripped away a valuable part of you.

#yandere tf2 #tf2 scout x reader #tf2 spy x reader #not my proudest ramble ima be real #feel like I can explore their tactics and behaviors better 😒

[snowblossomreads]

Verse Six: So I Gave Myself Over Willingly

Previous Chapter: I Never Knew My Killer Would Be Coming From Within

Summary: In where Severus opens a closed door, and [Y/n] closes it. (Or in where [Y/n] has the chance to escape but doesn't)

Pairing: Severus Snape x FemReader

Tag(s)/Warning(s): Angst (of course), Despair, Manipulation, Breaking Down, Smut [Dub-con/coercion, penetrative sex, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, pet names, begging]

Word Count: 12K (it's what you guys deserve)

A/N: Hits post and runs. Jk So that took waaaay longer than expected and I'm sorry 😭😭 Life has been doing some things so it's been tough to write but here we are!! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter though bc it was a tough binch to write because I had to wrap basically everything up in it so sorry if it feels a little discombobulated.. Buckle up though and make sure ur necks are sturdy so you don't get whiplash from this chapter (granted the previous one was more whiplashy i think, sorry?). But still, enjoy and I'll see you at the end!

A/N+: AND I know I said I would throw the last two chapters up at once but I lied 😅😅🤣 you guys have waited too long and deserve something so here you go!

MINORS DNI

Something had changed after that night.

After spending all her time existing within the four walls of the room she had been stored in since she was taken, [Y/n] was now being allowed to take her meals in the kitchen. Still being supervised of course but nonetheless, she was out of that room even if only for a little while.

Snape had also given her permission to stay in the living room while he was there and at first, she had refused and made a hasty retreat back into the room unnerved by his presence.

Yet he was persistent, repeatedly asking her until she relented and found herself just sitting quietly on the sofa near him as he read or worked in that tall wingback chair of his.

Additionally, he had bought her some new clothes to wear only a few days after that incident saying a change of clothing may make her feel better. Considering that she only had the clothes that were on her back when she came it would have made sense.

Maybe it would make her feel better in the dizzying situation she was in. But it didn’t. Especially when each article of clothing fit her just right. It only made her more anxious, more nauseated.

The change of his demeanor towards her was absolutely bizarre, frightening in a way that she couldn’t put a finger on. Not only did he take her hostage and then force her into deprave acts, but now he was being pleasant, even kind to her like he didn’t do those fucked up things to her. 

And it hadn’t sat well with her, this inexplicable shift, and it caused her stomach to tighten in discomfort, a pang of nausea washing over her each time she awoke. Yet as the uncountable days started to pass and the strange sort of pleasantry became familiar, expected almost, she found that her already exhausted psyche was becoming more confused.

It became worse as he began to allow her to leave that room of her own accord. Granted she knew he was watching, and if not him then Wormtail was. She was at least thankful that she had hardly seen that particular man around since the earlier encounter with him. 

But even with that she still felt frightened at her situation. Who wouldn’t be knowing that they had nowhere else to go? Trapped with a person who seemed to have two sides to them and was seemingly manipulating everyone around them. 

Herself included. 

These thoughts of fear and wariness swirled in the depths of her mind every single day that she had been there and it was absolutely exhausting.

So it was when he brought up going outside with him at the kitchen table where they sat, him reading the Daily Prophet while she picked at her breakfast, that she couldn’t help but be stunned into silence. Though it wasn’t as if she was talkative in the first place with him.

“I’m going into a muggle village today for some items.”

“Oh.”

Head tilted downwards, she barely acknowledged what he had said as her eyes gazed blankly at the food in her bowl while she swirled it absentmindedly with her spoon. Why would she care that he would be gone? All it meant was that she would be locked up again within the four walls of that room.

“Would you like to accompany me?”

The circular motion of the spoon stopped immediately at his words and for a split second so did her breathing. Accompany him outside? What kind of sick game was he playing at? To dangle such an offer out to her knowing to be outside and free was the only thing she had wanted since she had been there. 

To offer such a thing only for it to probably be snatched away the moment she answered in the affirmative. It was cruel. But what more could she expect from him? Her silence had Snape peering over the paper in his hand one eyebrow raised as he studied her frozen form.

“Or would you prefer to be kept here?”

Yet, even those thoughts of him toying with her couldn’t stop the outburst that left her in a panic when he interrupted her spiraling. 

“No!”

Head shooting up from its bowed position, [Y/n] watched as his eyebrows quirked up at her and the uncharacteristically lively way she had answered. And if she could see behind the paper that was partially obscuring his face, she would have seen thin lips drawn up into a minuscule smirk. 

Warmth prickled at her skin as she dropped her head back down, trying to avoid his examining gaze that she could still feel on her. It almost made her wish that she was still in that room because the crawling sensation he made her feel was unbearable at times. This being one of those times

“No, I meant I would like to come,” she began while gingerly dragging her fingers up and down her thighs trying to soothe herself before more quietly adding, “it’s been a while.” 

Falling silent after giving him an answer, the only sound between them was him turning the page of the newspaper causing it to rustle, and the white noise that she had become all too used to in this place. 

Moments passed in that silence and each one had her stomach tightening, her heart dropping and fingers digging into her legs as the chance of going outside seemed to grow further and further away each second he didn’t acquiesce. Who was she playing though? Did she really think he would let her accompany him outside? Truly-

“If that’s so,” he muttered looking at her barely touched bowl of food, “I advise you to hurry along with your meal. We leave in ten minutes and I expect you’ll need all of your strength.”

Looking up and going to meet his gaze, [Y/n] was only met with the moving pictures on the front page of the newspaper before going to stare down at her food. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been actually hungry as her diet consisted mostly of fear that left her unwilling to eat. 

But with the promise of going outside, and maybe, just maybe having a chance of freeing herself, she forced herself to eat the meal that was empty of taste and warmth.

It had taken her almost the full ten minutes to finish her food, and Snape had no problem inserting a remark here or there as time ticked closer. 

‘Hm, to think the promise of a walk outside was all you needed to be more responsive. How quaint.’

‘I’m almost done with this page and I would hurry if I were you.’

And as much as it would rattle her when he vaguely threatened to take away that chance of freedom, it had worked because the moment he closed the newspaper, she was staring at him, bowl empty and eyes pleading.

“Well then,” he said, placing the paper down, getting up, and walking beside her seated form before looking down at her. “Shall we?

The moment she felt the warm breeze fluttering across her face, [Y/n] felt a tight ball of emotion begin to work its way up from her stomach before it sat heavily in her chest. 

Tears that she had thought were long shed attempted to prick at her eyes again as even in the gloominess of wherever this house was, she could still see that there were trees that had bright greenery adorning them. 

Greenery that had not been on any plant the last time she had been outside. How long had passed since she had been gone? After the first few weeks, she could barely keep up with time as it had been the least worrying thing on her mind.

“Now,” Snape’s voice broke her out of her thoughts and she flinched when she felt his fingers tightly enveloping her wrist. Looking up at him she was met with a raised brow. “I’m sure I don’t have to remind you but for your sake know that any funny business will get you nowhere. Understand?”

Funny business? And if she attempted any of that, what would he do? Kill her in front of all the muggles? Surely even he couldn’t obliviate all those people if he wanted to and even so he wasn’t at all stupid to cause a scene. 

No, that would be too simple, and with the glint in his dark eyes, [Y/n] could tell that it indeed would not be the case. So she couldn’t help but nod in agreement, a timid,

“Yes,” leaving her as even in the warm air a chill seemed to run down her spine at the look he gave her. Something told her a quick death would not be in store for her if she did try to do anything.

Seemingly pleased by that answer, he pulled her with him into the alleyway that divided the two buildings, not paying attention to the way she stumbled behind him before stopping in place. It almost caused her to bump into him yet he didn’t seem at all phased as he glanced around the area for any other sight of life.

“Hold on tight.”

His words were the last thing she heard before a squeak fell from her lips as he dropped her hand from his hold only to wrap his arms tightly around her. 

Head snapping up to look at him she felt a wave of nausea replace the feeling in her stomach as the sound of wind shrilled in her ear and her body felt as if it was being squeezed tightly. 

The vision of trees, the sky, and muggle machines passed by her in a whirlwind before a barely audible pop rang in her ear and they were standing upright again on solid ground.

Feeling his arms release her, [Y/n] made a step forward before a wave of nausea had her stumbling a bit. 

‘Perks of not apparating for a long time.’

She thought to herself as her hand flew blindly to the side to grab onto the wall to keep herself from falling flat onto the ground.  But instead of meeting the hard stone of the ground, she felt an arm wrap around her waist pulling her back gently.

“Tsk, steady you silly thing,” Snape murmured as his hand drifted to her lower back causing a shiver to climb up her spine at his firm touch.

“I’m fine.” She lied, gulping down the uneasy feeling bubbling in her stomach and turning back to look at him. For a moment when her eyes laid on him, she swore she saw an amused smile tug at his lip before it fell.  

Letting her go, he watched her take another step forward, less unsteady this time and more grounded.

“Thank you.” Her words of gratitude held hesitation and he merely shrugged before walking past her not even looking to see if she would follow.

“Mhm, come along then.”

Watching his back face her she began to follow in his footsteps not once even thinking to turn the other direction or apparate herself away from the place mind still hung on his words from earlier.

Venturing out of the alleyway they apparated into and blending in with the muggles, she followed him silently toward the many stands that lined the area.

It was lively. Crowded with muggles of all ages as they spoke to the sellers behind tables or stands while looking at the different wares that were being sold and trading banter amongst each other.

The noise of the conversations in the area had her wincing a bit, her senses no longer used to so much racket as it had been forever since there had been so many people around her.

She wondered, just briefly as they stopped in front of a stand selling a variety of produce and herbs, what they would do if they knew that a witch and wizard were only feet from them. 

Buying items just as they would acting as if this was an everyday occurrence for them even though it was not. Because it wasn’t every day someone's captor willingly brought them out. 

Eyeing him for a second, [Y/n] began to look around the area. Taking in the sights and people silently as Snape droned on to the merchant standing at the stall. 

Everyone there seemed to be so happy, exuberant in the sunlight that was pounding down on them as they went about their business. Children playing around as parents tried to corral them together. Teenagers hanging out with others speaking loudly and laughing. 

There was a joyful mood all around her. Yet she felt none of that joy while scanning the horizon. Even when her eyes landed on a figure standing on the far opposite of the stall they were at. 

Hands placed in their pocket as they watched over the people going and coming. The person looked most out of place with how stiff and uncomfortable they were. 

It was written all over their body how they didn’t seem to know how to act around all the people. Additionally, the clothes they wore didn’t match any of the muggle styles that the other people had on. No, it was more something a witch or wizard would wear thinking muggles would wear the same. 

And it was the same mistake that a lot of the trainees made during her time in Auror training. Failing to disguise oneself probably. All that to say the person she was staring at and who was currently failing their training was an Auror. 

Not a full fledged Auror no. But one in training at least and probably currently working on their concealment and disguise ability considering how easy it was to spot how out of place they were. 

That also meant that a real Auror, one that she may have worked with before or known, was here. Watching the student and also paying attention to their surroundings. 

Knowing that, it was as if her brain had suddenly snapped back on, words written almost in big red letters scrawled across her mind telling her to:

Run.

She could do it if she truly wanted to. Escape. Make a scene and attract the Auror's attention. She didn’t have to stay with the man who at the moment was paying no mind to her.

Yes, if she could just get the attention of the trainee somehow without Snape noticing her she would be free! Her heart raced at the thought. Eyes almost welling up with tears yet doing her best to tamp down any emotion that would bring his attention to her.

Scanning the area she tried to determine who was who if there was at least a friend in the area that she had not seen and vice versa. Of course, she didn’t think it would be easy looking for a trained Auror who would be perfectly disguised yet as she looked and searched she saw nothing. 

Saw no one looking at her or paying her any mind. No, everyone continued to go on their way enjoying their time out as they passed by happy and unaware that danger lurked around the corner. 

And then a thought hit her square in the face. If she ran, if she made a scene. What would happen to the muggles around her? Surely Snape was not going to just let her go. She wasn’t naive to believe that considering if she was found he would be receiving a one way ticket to Azkaban.

No, he would make sure she didn’t leave here alive regardless of any of the muggles around. What were a few muggle lives to avoid being sent to probably one of the worst places a witch or wizard could go? As that thought came another reared its head. What would happen to her if she got away? 

There was no doubt in her mind she would be brought back to the Ministry and questioned about all she had seen and all that happened. But what then? 

Let her go and go on about her life? 

Go home?

To an empty house that had death soaked into its walls and floor? 

What about the large target on her back she was sure she would have the moment she ran for it? Even if she was lucky and escaped, she would have to hide from Death Eaters until a day when they were no longer a threat.

Sure she could have other Aurors around her protection, or maybe stay at the Ministry for an indefinite time until it was safe but when would that happen? What made her so sure that any of the Aurors could protect her even if they tried? She had seen how the Death Eaters wiped out her team with ease so how would just a few Aurors work against them? 

And if she stayed at the Ministry what would happen if  You-Know-Who got the reign of terror he wanted? It would have all been for nothing. 

These thoughts bounced in her brain over and over spinning tangled webs of scenarios of how her running would turn out. And the frightening part was that they all seemed to lead down a road of living in despair, fear, and every so often death.  

“[Y/n]?”

Having been drowning in those thoughts, she hadn’t recognized her name being called, eyes glazed over as she stared at the spot where the Auror to be once stood. 

But they were no longer occupying that spot, no longer close enough to see and she had realized at that moment she had missed her chance. Missed her way to freedom that had been so close yet held away from it by a fear that had seemed to come from nowhere.

“[Y/n].”

The firmness in his voice along with feeling his hand landing on her lower back jolted her out of her trance, her eyes landing on him as tears pricked at her eyes. 

“Yes?” She whispered, the fire and adrenaline of seemingly almost free leaving her and being replaced with a hollowed out feeling that made her feel almost ill.

“You seemed tired,” he started, eyebrow raised as he examined her features, no doubt seeing how glassy her eyes were, “I think that is enough, no?”  

For a moment there was a silence between them that seemed to suck all the noise around them away before she answered him.

“Yes…I think so too.”  

The hand that he had placed on her back slipped down and away from her before she felt his digits brush her limp ones. A sense of unease usually filled her whenever he touched her like this, yet now she felt nothing. 

Instead, she made no effort to pull away like usual when he went to envelop her trembling hand with his own steady and firm grip allowing him to guide them back to the alleyway they had arrived from and apparating back to his home. 

When they returned, the rest of the day had been spent in a silence that was normal for them now. But they both knew another change had occurred. One that she didn’t want to acknowledge as it would make it real, and one he didn’t want to force out of her because well, there was no gain in that.

So when she was summoned from her room after skittering back into it almost voluntarily when they returned, Snape couldn’t help but truly examine her slumped form as she entered the kitchen. The longer she had been holed up in this place, the more her body language showed how physically tired she was. 

Dark circles had long painted themselves under her eyes from the tormenting nightmares that stayed with her from morning to night. Not even in her dreaming, where one should be able to at least forget what the day brought, had she been safe from his entrapment as she had found out quickly enough. 

Yet he still could tell that even through all of it, that there had been a fighting spirit in her. A defiance that burned and a naive hope that she would get out of the situation that she had landed herself in. 

But this weariness she showed to him at the moment seemed different. There was no light in her eyes. No amount of defiance radiated from her as she quietly sat across from him, not even acknowledging the food in front of her. 

There was nothing. Just her and him in a world that probably no longer acknowledged that she had been a part of it. Not when she had been missing for so long without as much of a trace of where she had gone to. 

Not that the Ministry would ever find one that is. 

It was Snape that broke the silence between them just as he had done that morning, eyes squarely on her as she finally began to pick at her food. 

“I hope that I can bring you out again.”

A simple statement that needed no responding to. Not that he was expecting one from her as she mindlessly brought a spoonful of food to her mouth.

“I don’t care for it but it seems to do you well.”  

He continued, bringing his cup up towards his lips to drink from while just taking in the sight of her sagging shoulders and how her eyes stared pointedly at the bowl in front of her. 

“Why didn’t you try to run?”

That finally seemed to have captured her attention as her hand froze midway through scooping up the food in her bowl. For a moment she stayed that way not looking up at him, eyes still glued on the meal in front of her. 

Not one to enjoy repeating himself, he waited, giving her time to fill the silence with her answer.

“What do you mean?”

Her voice was barely above a whisper as she kept her face low while the grip on her spoon tightened.

“Don’t play dumb with me,” he sneered, tone laced with annoyance yet devoid of any real malice towards her as he continued. “Do you not think I know an Auror when I see one? You all are hardly as inconspicuous as you try to make yourself be.”

Silence blanketed them again but this time there was a tension in it like a tightly wound knot that was about to unravel or an invisible crackle in the air that only needed a spark to ignite. And the spark came with his next words.

“You had your chance yet here you are still,” Snape pointed out eyes still on her, “surely a mind as brilliant as yours knows why.”

“I don’t know.” 

“You don’t…know?”

There was an incredulous quality in his tone as he repeated the weak response that she had given. 

“Is that all…you don’t know?” He asked, watching as her sagging shoulders tensed up as she placed the spoon that she had held so tightly down.

“Maybe,” she murmured almost inaudibly, lifting her head revealing a pointed glare at him while trying to hold in the tears that had been burning in her eyes since they had returned. “Maybe it was because I was worried about the muggles that were there who might get hurt if something happened,” she answered, voice shaking yet gaining in volume. 

“Or maybe it’s because if I ran, and managed to escape somehow  I wouldn’t even be able to sleep, wouldn’t be able to live because I’m scared some Death Eater is going to come barreling through my door trying to kill me like they did my parents and brother!”

A shrill tone had seeped its way into her voice as [Y/n] suddenly shot up from her chair, knocking it backward with a loud clatter that she ignored as she stomped over to him. Unflinchingly, he watched her approach him, his expression neutral as he watched a range of emotions twist her features before it stopped at one. 

Despair.

Slamming her hands on the edge of the table causing the dinnerware to shake she stood over him, tears beginning to stream down her face. “Or is it,” her breath hitched, “i-is it because I know when I go home, there will be no one? Absolutely no one there. Because of me.” 

“Does that make you happy?” She shouted her voice cracking from the intensity as her body trembled with the grief that she had been carrying for months at that point. 

Refusing to wipe the tears out of her eyes she stared at him with her blurred vision. His expression was fixed the entire time she had been screaming at him, unaffected by her cries and tears and it wasn’t unexpected. There was no twitch of his lips, no raise of a brow like he would usually have done. 

Nothing.

He just sat there cold and distant as she broke into a million pieces in front of him. It shouldn’t have hurt her so much yet she couldn’t help the sudden weakness that seized hold of her limbs. Weighing her down as any strength from her was sapped. 

“Is that what you wanted to hear me say?” She whispered before her shaking legs gave out causing her to collapse on the floor in a weeping pile. Hands coming up to bury her face in them as sob after choked sob was pulled out from her while she trembled and cried.

“My family,” she rasped, her voice loud and raw filled with the agony that maybe if she had been more careful all of this would have never happened and her family and friends would have been still alive. Gasping for air, she tried to speak yet it was too much, all of it was just too much.

Instead of words, a cry left her lips that was immensely piercing as she lunged forward, arms wrapping around herself as she wept. It had been so ear-splitting that it covered the sound of Snape’s chair scraping against the ground before he was next to her on the floor. 

Arms finding their place around [Y/n] he dragged her close to him in an embrace as his hand began to stroke circles on her lower back. Yet as comforting as embraces were supposed to be, this one only had her sobbing louder as she stayed in his arms too tired and distraught to try and fight him away.

“Why, why did this have to happen,” she gasped out trying to claw back as much air into her lungs as she could, “if I- if I would have just died that day they-they-.”

Unable to finish her thought as her mind swirled over and over with guilt about everything that had happened, another noisy cry left her body as she sunk completely into his embrace no longer caring that he was holding her.  

It was all just too much.

“Shh enough of that now.” Snape hummed as she shuddered with each shaky breath she took trying to regain some control over her emotions. 

Cooing at her, he continued to rub small circles on her lower back as if trying to comfort her, his voice low and silky as he whispered in her ear. “There was nothing you could have done to save your family [Y/n] you did your best. ” 

Had she been thinking clearly and not being strangled with the unrelenting thoughts of her failures, she would have cursed at him, hit him, and pushed him away yet all she did was continue to cry as she listened to him speak. 

“But even though they are no more,” he murmured softly, his lips ghosting against her ear causing her breath to become more uneven and her skin to prickle, “I would think they would prefer their daughter to be in capable hands, no? Someone who could take care of you and keep you from the same harm that came upon them,” he continued, lips caressing over the juncture of her neck as he spoke. “It would make them happy, wouldn’t it? And you’ve always done what you could to make them happy right?”

Pausing his speech, he pulled away to look at her yet her eyes stayed lowered as her mind reeled with the implications of his words. Without him, she would be alone having been her only contact with the world for a while not including today. 

Though even when she was out there she had felt utterly alone even when surrounded by those people. Even when she could have escaped, her thoughts always seemed to have ended back to Snape. Whether it be what he would do to others or what he would do to her to make her stay. 

So if she escaped, she would be in danger for an undetermined amount of time. But if she stayed at least she would be safe from the wrath of any Death Eater. He had also been kinder to her recently as if trying to wipe the memories of earlier on away. It was strange but it had been welcomed even if she had been on edge about it. 

But fighting him all this time didn’t work, it was never going to work and she knew that from the moment she was given to him and he refused to let her go. And she was utterly exhausted, waking up every day with little to no autonomy along with the fear of him just getting tired of her resistance and outright killing her once his patient facade ran out.

So it was okay, right? Okay, for her to accept it, to ease the suffering that was crushing her heart, suffocating her, and clouding her mind every day. Okay to do something to avoid the pain the future would no doubt bring if she didn’t accept it. Right?

You don’t have to fight anymore. Just stay. 

Dimmed eyes finally turned to look at him, tears still clinging to her eyelids as she gazed up at the concerned expression that he wore. That was a first. To see any other look from him other than contempt, or just pure uninterest.  

“Y-you, won’t let them hurt me?” She stuttered out, looking into his dark eyes that seemed to dig into her mind as she bargained with herself.

With a shake of his head, he leaned down slightly closing some distance between them before bringing a hand up to caress her tear-stained cheek softly. 

It was almost lovingly the way the back of his palm slid against her skin. Slowly, with no haste in his movement which caused a shiver to crawl up her spine and a knot to begin to grow in her stomach as he captured her attention with his words and actions.

“Never,” his voice was no louder than a murmur, it was deep, and dark as it vibrated inside her while his lips neared her ear. “No witch or wizard will ever be able to hurt you [Y/n],” he whispered, causing her breath to hitch at his closeness, at the way his voice seemed to seep deeper into her causing something in her body to awaken. “Let me keep you safe, isn’t that what you wanted all this time? To be safe?”

Safe. 

She had hardly known what that felt like for so long. To be safe. To not wake up and fall asleep worried about what would happen to her. To not have to consider what would happen to her if she did run away. 

No, if she stayed put at least she would have some idea of what was to come for her. At least in this hell, she knew the devil who ruled it, and what he wanted from her. 

If he had wanted to kill her, he would have done that months, weeks, or days ago. He had every chance to. However, here she was with his arms wrapped around her, body pressed against hers, and what seemed to be a sincere look on his face. 

One that lulled her into a stillness, had her shoulders slumping and had the last drops of tears being blinked away. As inaudible as the way her resolve shattered in front of them, it was the same as the word that fell quietly from her lips.

“Okay.” 

It was so hushed that had he not been close to her, had there been any other noise right before she spoke neither of them would have heard it. 

Her voice was unrecognizable to herself as she gazed up at him, the realization of her signing away her freedom to him long buried in the depth of her mind. Because what was signing something away that you didn’t have in the first place?

“I’ll stay, I won’t try to run or leave again,” [Y/n] whimpered, as she searched his face for any sign of understanding, “ so please just, just…” 

Her words trailed off as her mind replayed his vile words to her in the beginning. The assaults, the sleeplessness, and invading of her own mind to twist it and doubt the feelings she had. Yet somehow all of that began to be clouded over with a strange relief.

Relief born out of knowing that by accepting to stay she would never have to face that again. Never have to face danger again. Just stay and exist. 

The thought itself was pleasant. Something she had wanted even if this was not the way she thought she would get it.

As if he could understand her without words, Snape simply nodded. 

He went to stroke her cheek once more while the arm already wrapped around her drew her closer to him in a firm and protective grip. Warmth radiated from their bodies as they sat near each other, [Y/n] almost on his lap as she clinged to him like a sort of lifeline. 

A sight to behold for both of them if they saw it from another view, as Snape leaned his head down towards her, his lips skimming against her forehead ghosting over the skin before hovering just inches away from hers. 

There was a tremble in her, yet she didn’t pull away, didn’t try to rip herself from him in disgust and realization. Instead, her fingers tightened their grip on his shirt as she swallowed before tilting her head up just enough that their lips brushed against each other. 

Her movement was all it took before Snape was pressing his lips lightly against hers. Sealing their pact as he dropped the hand from her cheek and took hold of her with both arms. 

Their bodies were crushed together as a soft mewl caught in [Y/n] throat at the sensation of being held so tightly and protectively. 

Being kissed so lightly yet feeling a furious undercurrent right beneath it that took her breath away as her eyes fell close and she allowed herself to be pulled into his desires.  

“Let me keep you safe.” 

Words husked out as she looked at Snape with lidded eyes and swollen lips as he pulled away from her. Mind in a haze, she nodded at him and watched as he stood. 

And for a moment he hovered over her, eyes raking over her disheveled form that was practically laid out in front of him before going to help her up. Wobbly on her feet, she let him guide her out of the kitchen, past the living room, and up the stairs. 

Her eyes never left his form, as she trailed behind him. Their fingers entwined as they passed the room that she had reluctantly called hers for all this time. 

Its door stood open, light filtering in yet she paid no heed to it as they went past it. No, there was no light where she was going as they went deeper down the hallway before Snape was opening the door to another room.

His own.

Had she had time she would have observed all that was around her. From the items placed on shelves to the stack of chests that sat in the corner of the room.

But there was none as when they passed the threshold of the door, she was immediately being spun around to face him. His hands reached down, tugging at the hem of her skirt yanking it and her underwear off with little resistance from [Y/n] who made no move to stop him. 

Next was the blouse that he had brought to her a number of days ago. That and her bra were unceremoniously torn off her and discarded somewhere to the side causing her to shiver at the sudden cold air that kissed her skin. 

The discomfort was suddenly forgotten as she felt herself being engulfed in his arms, his lips finding the spot on her neck and a hand cupping her ass squeezing harshly and causing a low whimper to leave her. 

Slowly he walked them back, his mouth sucking and kissing at her bare skin as heat corded in her stomach from the way he squeezed and caressed her behind. 

With each step he took forward, she moved backward and before long, a surprised sound left her throat when the back of her legs hit the bed and she found herself tumbling onto the soft sheets and plush mattress that was his bed. 

For a second she couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by his scent that lingered on his bedspread. It was dark, intoxicating, and oddly sensual as she lay upon the silky sheets that felt so good against her skin. 

If she could stay there forever, she probably would as she never felt so immensely drawn to something so suddenly. Slowly she dragged herself further up the bed so that she was basically laying right in the middle of it. 

Peeking up at him with lidded eyes, dark eyes glittered when they met her own unsure ones, holding her attention as he began to shed his clothing. First, the frock coat was tossed to the ground, then the cravat that was nestled comfortably around his neck fell on top of it. 

The white button up dress shirt underneath came next, leaving his upper body bare as his digits began to slowly move down to his trousers. 

It was as if she was hypnotized as she watched him, his fingers brushing against the impression of his arousal. Stroking it languidly as he watched her stare at him. 

Her breath picked up slightly and her core throbbed when he began to unbutton himself and [Y/n] couldn’t stop her thighs from clenching together. 

Her body, already excited from his touches and kisses, was becoming even more aroused at the sight in front of her and what was to come. But she couldn't stop the way her eyes snapped close and how she turned her head away from him as he began to remove his trousers. 

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen his cock before. He had used her mouth more than once for his pleasure and her torture. Even fucked her in her dreams. 

However, all she could do now was listen to the sound of him shuffling his clothes off, a quiet groan filling the room before she felt the bed dip beneath her, and sensed his body hovering over hers. 

“Open your eyes,” he hummed, taking her chin gingerly into his hands and turning her so she was facing him. 

She couldn’t, even if she wanted to open them she couldn’t as it felt like there were weights holding them close. And had it been any other time before this, he would have probably forced them open to look at what he was doing to her body. 

Make her watch as he unraveled her knowing where exactly to touch and kiss to have her mind and body dueling each other for control. But he didn’t. 

Instead, he leaned down and pressed feathery kisses against her closed eyelids. Trailing down to take her lips in a brief kiss before he began to suck at her neck. A sigh escaped [Y/n] as he began to kiss and suck love marks into her skin that would no doubt be bruised the next day. 

The vision of her body being littered with marks from him made him groan into her skin as he felt his arousal become harder at the thought. 

Lips pressed against her neck one last time, he began to pepper hot kisses down her throat, sucking and licking all the way down until he reached the swell of her breast. Watching as her chest moved up and down with each shaky breath, Snape kissed her warm skin once more before looking up at her.

“[Y/n] open your eyes.” He commanded in that soft, yet domineering tone of his that had her eyes squeezing tighter and her fingers gripping the sheets underneath her. 

A whimper fell from her as she shook her head from side to side. No matter how much she tried, it just felt like her eyelids were glued shut not wanting to open and experience what was happening. She just couldn’t open them and maybe it was because somewhere in the back of her mind she was still holding out. Holding to some resistance that did not want to let go.

“I-I can’t.”

Expecting him to lose his patience with her, and preparing for the cruel man she had first met to come alive again she tensed as she felt him blow warm air against her nipples. In an instant, they tightened from the sensation and the temperature change causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.

His digits trailed up her body leaving a tingling sensation in its trail before he was cupping the round velvety flesh in his hands. Squeezing it between his digits before massaging the skin and leaving kisses all around it.

“Very well.” 

For a moment there was just stillness. Only the sound of their breaths mingled in the air as his fingers flicked at the hardened buds, rolling them in between each digit and pulling the sensitive flesh. 

A moan caught in her throat as the sensation had her heart feeling as if it would burst out of her chest while the feeling of want intensified in her stomach and had her throbbing. Over and over he rolled them causing her to sigh and arch until,

“Ah!” 

Eyes snapping open at the sharp pain that suddenly shocked her body replacing the pleasure that was coursing through her, a cry of surprise clawed itself out from her throat as she felt his teeth sink into her soft flesh. 

Craning her head to look at him, she was met with glittering eyes staring back at her shocked expression before the groan of pain died down to a whine as he began to suck at the tender flesh. 

His gaze was trained on her as his tongue swirled around the aching skin in an attempt to soothe the pain as his fingers rolled and pulled at her other nipple. 

With every suck, and pinch he watched her reactions, the way her eyes became lidded again, how she bit her bottom lip to keep a moan at bay. How she stared at him like she was caught in her own trance unable to break away from the pleasure that was churning in her body from his actions.

“Good girl.”

His praise came out as a growl, low, and guttural, causing the vibrations from it to sink into her skin, bury themselves into her bones and run up her spine as he continued to worship her soft chest. 

Broken whimpers and sighs formed and spilled from her lips as he moved to play with her other breast, giving it the same treatment as the other but this time only scraping the nipple with his teeth before taking it between his lips and sucking at it harshly. 

Feeling the hand that had found hold on her waist earlier begin to travel down her body, [Y/n] sucked in a harsh breath, stilling as his fingers stroked her lower stomach before slowly making their way in between her spread thighs that quivered.

Massaging the fleshy skin of her inner thigh, he squeezed the area lightly, while continuing to nibble at her hardened buds. Moving from one to the other making sure they were both tended to as his hand continued its journey upward before it was finally cupping her soaked opening.

“Mmph!” 

Feeling the palm of his hand come into contact with her entrance had her moaning out, her hips bucking down in his hold involuntarily as he began to grind his hand against her. 

Moan after strangled moan left her throat as she rolled her hips, mind forgetting about any sort of resistance she tried to hold on to as the pulsing in her cunt grew stronger with each press of her hips towards his palm.

Everything felt so dizzying and intoxicating and it only worsened as he released her sore and swollen nipple from his lips. A smirk grew on his expression as he leaned up to capture her bottom lip sucking at it before pressing their lips together in a heated kiss.

Tongue swiping at her lips, Snape wasted no time and removed the palm of his hand from her cunt, causing a whine to leave her and her hips to jerk, already missing his touch. 

But it was only for a second as a high pitch sound left her lips, parting them open and giving him entrance to her as his fingers began to rub her already sensitive clit which had begun to throb as soon as she started to grind against his hand. 

Pressing his fingers against her pearl, he began to rub harsh tight circles against it as he continued kissing her and drinking in her moans. His tongue encircling hers, stroked and teased it before he felt her shyly begin to move her own tongue against his. 

Her actions had him groaning into her mouth pressing down further into her and, stealing almost all the will he had not to ravage her body right then as she began to finally accept him. 

Tongue swirling around his, licking it, tasting him, and exploring just as he was doing to her, [Y/n] couldn’t help but sigh from his touch and his kiss. 

For a moment he let her have her fun, let her do some teasing before he began to bully her curious little appendage into submission and exploring the rest of her waiting mouth as she melted underneath him. 

Her body loosened completely to him as her eyes fluttered closed and her mind only thought of the pleasure his mouth and hands were bringing her. 

Each press into her clit had her moaning into him, legs tensing and stomach clenching while her cunt ached and fluttered around nothing. Waiting and wanting for something to fill it up to soothe the throbbing that had become incessant. 

He held her there for what felt like an eternity, kissing and stroking her, cording her pleasure tighter and tighter. Making her moan louder into his mouth and grind her wetness against him as she gave him what he had been looking for. 

And as the throbbing in her lower body became stronger, singling that she was reaching her end, she couldn’t help the sob that was ripped from her as he suddenly pulled his fingers away. 

“Becoming needy now aren’t we?” He teased, pulling away from her lips and taking in her quivering form beneath him as a whimper broke free from her. 

Wide eyes and dilated pupils stared back up at him with desire and need burning in them as her lips, swollen and wet from the heated kisses he had placed on them, trembled.  

Leaning down and pressing his lips against her cheek in a gentle kiss, he began to move down on her body. Leaving kisses down her chest and stomach until he settled between her legs, eyes landing on her swollen opening that glistened with her juices that almost seemed to be dripping out of her.

It made his stomach burn, and his cock throb as he took in the sight of what his teasing had done to her. His eyes stayed fixated on her opening, how it seemed to clench and unclench looking for something to fill the void that was there. 

The sight was utterly vulgar and utterly delicious as he licked his thin lips, fingers going to spread her open filling the air with a wet sticky noise and her moans as he exposed her.

Just staring at her wet entrance had him thinking about all the ways he could fill her up. With his tongue, fingers, cock. Oh yes, he would show her. Show her how good it felt, how good it could have always felt if she had just let it. A groan broke free from him just thinking about all the ways he would have her.

“P-please.” Her voice, tiny and unsure, jolted him out of his thoughts as he felt her fingers brush against his hand causing him to look at the bashful expression on her face. “Please don’t stare like that.” 

It was a request that was so innocent sounding, so shy and nothing like what he ever thought he would hear from her. Well, that wasn’t all true, it was something he never thought he would hear so soon. But it was asked so sweetly that he couldn’t help but to agree.

"Of course,” he murmured as she saw a glint cross his eyes, “why stare when I can just have a taste?”

Not having a second to react to his words, a broken shriek of,

“Oh my god!”

Tore through the air as he pressed his face against her opening, tongue darting into her as he collected beads of her wetness while his fingers held her open for him.

Each swirl of his tongue inside her has her gripping the sheets, moaning and grinding her hips against his face in an attempt to feel him deeper inside. 

Harsh puffs of air push out of her lungs as the slick sounds of him licking and sucking her mingle around with groans that she no longer could pinpoint to either one of them. 

It was debauched. The way she was letting him consume her body and mind when she had tried to fend that exact thing off from the beginning. But she couldn’t stop, not when he was making her feel so good that she could hardly breathe. Not with the way he was making her body throb and want more from him. 

A louder moan broke through her barging, hips arching up as the sudden intrusion of his digits sliding into her alongside his tongue had her crying out. Each thrust was met with a lap from his tongue as he drank the juices that she was spilling out.

“Mmm so wet [Y/n],” he groaned out, voice muffled as he pressed his lips against her folds sucking at them and licking up the juices that his fingers were pulling from her, “delicious little thing you are with those pretty sounds.” 

Any sentence or word that she tried to form in her mind would undoubtedly have made no sense as all she could think about was what his tongue and fingers were doing to her. 

How he was stretching and milking her cunt with talented fingers and causing the burning in her belly to become so strong that it was almost painful from the pleasure that was rapidly building in her. 

She was so close and she needed this. Needed the release that he had been building up inside her.  Needed the coil inside her to snap as she felt his fingers begin to travel up. She needed it, needed him. 

As if he could hear her thoughts, he gave her a taste of what she wanted. His tongue and fingers began plugging deeper inside her causing an elongated moan to leave her lips. His fingers moved at a rapid pace as he stroked the spongy spot deep inside her while lapping at her causing loud squelching sounds of her wetness to fill the air. 

Not only that, he had pressed his entire face against her core causing the ridge of his nose to nuzzle her clit. Massaging and pressing against it in tandem with the thrust of his fingers inside of her.

“Ah!”

Her entire body trembled as she clenched her hand into a fist, nails digging into her palms that would no doubt have crescent-shaped imprints in them when all was done. 

Telltale signs of her approaching orgasm began to wash over her as her cunt sucked his fingers in squeezing them and her clit throbbed with each nuzzle against it. 

Each thrust of his tongue and finger had her moans becoming higher and higher in pitch until all she could think about was the searing pleasure burning in her belly.

Her chest began to heave rapidly just as rapidly as the way he was plundering her body and soaking them both with her wetness. Feeling the cord in her belly tighten and tighten and her body trembling  her lips fell open a loud moan about to escape before it morphed in a sudden and choked out, 

“No!”

It was a desperate almost animalistic sound that left her throat as Snape suddenly pulled away from her. His fingers and tongue slipped out and away from her soaked cunt that was twitching uncontrollably and her clit that was swollen and throbbing. 

Tears that seemed to have come from nowhere threatened to spill as she squirmed underneath him,  hips wantonly chasing back after his digits and tongue as a dark chuckle filled her ears.

“Eager, are we?” He husked lowly, “you’ll have me in you again soon enough [Y/n] just be patient.” He continued as he began to move his way back up against her body, fingers trailing up her skin and stroking her warm skin before settling such an intense gaze upon her that it caused her to avert her own from him. 

“Mm, none of that now,” he murmured, gingerly taking her chin in between damp fingers and turning her head to face him even though her eyes were still averted. “Look at me.”

Biting her lips, [Y/n] hesitated for a moment but only for a moment because as her mind tried to give her reasons not to do as he asked, his voice was back in all its soft dark velvet that had her wanting to obey.

“Sweet girl,” he whispered in a sultry voice, pressing a kiss to her forehead and cheek, “look at me, be my good girl, and look at me. ”

Something about the way he called her ‘good girl’ had her stomach churning in pleasure, a tiny mewl leaving her as she let the hesitation she held melt allowing herself to obey his words.

When their eyes met, she felt her breath hitch for a moment as she looked into black gleaming eyes. She had never once looked this deep into his eyes and as she did it felt like she was being sucked into an unending dark sea that had no end.

As dark as it was, and as unending as it felt, there was a strange sensation of never wanting to be let go of it. For not only was the darkness not cold as she thought it would be, but it was actually warm, inviting almost.

“There she is,” his voice invaded her senses pulling her up from that abyss as she felt his lips brush against hers, “such a good girl for me.” He added before pressing his lips against hers once more for another kiss. 

To his surprise and delight, it was her who deepened the kiss this time around. Her arms wrapped around his shoulder while she leaned up a bit to press against him even more. 

A growl emitted from his throat as she parted her lips for him inviting him to taste her again with no resistance. And he did. Tongue swirling around in her mouth as her fingers carded through his hair as she let herself be dominated. 

It was absolutely alluring to him, the way she was giving herself to the pleasure now, no longer fighting. And who was he to not enjoy the obedience that she was giving him? 

Pulling away from the kiss and watching as lust shined in her eyes while she stared at him as if waiting for him to tell her what to do. He leaned down, kissing her once more before placing his lips near her ear and whispering, “Would you like me to take care of you [Y/n]?” 

Whimpering a little at the question and the underlying meaning, she could only nod her answer fearing her voice would fail if she tried to speak. Instead of acquiescing, Snape shook his own head at her nonverbal answer, a little smirk playing at his lips.

“No, let me hear you. I want to hear you say the words.”

Unlike the way she hesitated to look at him before, there was no hesitation in the words she spoke even if they had not been hurried either.

“Please,” she begged in a tiny voice unrecognizable to herself, her arms tightening around his shoulder bringing him closer to her. “Please take care of me.”

A pleasant almost kind smile grew on his lips at her word before he leaned down and pressed them against her cheek before murmuring a quiet, “of course.” 

Letting out an almost relieved sigh, [Y/n] felt herself sinking further into the bed as Snape nestled his body right between her spread thighs that seemed to fall open more. 

Welcoming him as he wrapped his fingers around his cock, guiding it to her entrance and slowly beginning to roll his hips against her. Each rocking motion caused her to gasp as his cock began to nudge her entrance open with each movement. 

He did this a couple of more times, pushing past the entrance of her folds teasingly before pulling out, groaning at sticky wet sounds and little whimpers that fell from her. 

Each press against her had his control slipping as he toyed with her by slowly inching more of him inside of her with each rock of his hips. He stretched her slowly as her cunt began throbbing around him each time he entered and pulled away. Teasing her folds, running his cock through her wetness before pressing back in and groaning as her whines became more vocal.

“Mmm please~.”

She whimpered breathlessly looking up at him, her hips rocking into his, only being stopped when he held her still causing her to almost want to cry. 

It was becoming too much. She needed something in her. Something to stop the incessant throbbing that was almost painful from the amount of teasing and waiting. Stop the wildfire that was burning in the pit of her stomach that was becoming uncontrollable at his point.

Staring up at him with pleading wet eyes, she was met with him giving her a heated look that had her breath hitching as if she could see all the things in his mind right now that he wanted to do to her. 

His gaze trapped her for a moment. Held her attention just enough so that when he finally gave her folds one last swipe before sheathing himself fully inside her with one thrust, he got to witness the way she fell apart. 

How her lips suddenly parted as a choked sob became silent as she felt him sink into her. How her eyes widened for a moment, her body tensing at the intrusion that had made its way into her.

The startled gasp became one elongated moan as her body accepted the intrusion of him. Throbbing and fluttering around him as he sank further into her making him groan as the spasms of her body massaged his cock.

Both of their breathing became uneven as he relished at how hot and wet she was. Enjoying how tightly her body wrapped around him, squeezing him and coaxing him inside. 

Pants filled the air as they both stilled, and he couldn’t help but appreciate the lustful sight of her beneath him. Lips parted, eyelids fluttering up at him with dilated pupils, and breath uneven while being full of cock. 

What was even better was how she lay there. Not resisting. Instead only moaning out and wiggling her hips downwards a little as she tried to press him deeper into her. Wanting to feel how good it could be if she could take all of him.

As much as he wanted to be gentle with her this time around, the thought of pounding her into the mattress was much more alluring as she twisted her body stimulating both of them. He could be gentle another day but right now, he wanted her writhing on his cock and begging him as she gave herself over willingly. 

Rocking his hips against hers at a steady pace, he pulled out of her completely before sinking himself completely back into her multiple times. Grinding his hips in small circles each time he entered her and pressing their hips closer.

Soft moans flew from her lips as she rocked her hips with his, chasing his cock each time he pulled out of her only to whimper out a soft ‘yes’ each time he sunk back inside stretching her completely. 

The amount of pleasure he was bringing her just by fucking her on his cock was insane. And when he began to speed up, burying himself deeper into her, it had her body tensing and clenching down wanting him to stay inside her longer with each thrust. 

Wet sounds of flesh slapping against each other filled the air alongside little whines that mingled with them whenever she felt him lean down to kiss her neck or cheek. 

Each time he would do this she could feel him sinking deeper into her and it had her gasping out, tightening her hold on him trying to draw him closer as waves of heat burned inside her.

Faster and faster his hips snapped, bullying the soft spot inside her that had her toes curling and stomach clenching with each stroke. The pleasure she felt from it was too much. Suffocating almost especially when she felt his hand begin to snake between them. 

She hadn’t paid any mind to his wandering hands too caught up in his cock filling her until the digits found what they had been looking for. With one harsh press against her clit, Snape began to rub tight circles around her causing her to choke and her hips to arch suddenly closing the distance.  And before she knew it a broken sob of,

“F-Faster!”

Fell from her lips wanting more of what he was giving to her as she shook and writhe. Her cry had his cock swelling, hardening even more inside of her and his hips stuttering for a second at how lusty she sounded. 

It surprised him only for a moment before he regained his rhythm thrusting, fingers leaving her pearl for a moment to gather the wetness that connected them before returning to the bead and rubbing it.

“Please faster it f-feels,” she gasped, feeling his fingers against her clit as it alternated between rubbing tight circles and pressing down on it causing her to almost choke on her words, “f-feels so, feels so!”

The words refused to come out instead a long moan took their place as he pressed deeper into her causing her breath to hitch.

“Feels what [Y/n]?” Snape hissed leaning down, pushing his cock further and further into her as his fingers continued to torture her clit. Her entire body convulsed at his touch as the throbbing of her insides became erratic and her mouth fell open even though no sound left her.  

“Tell me,” he crooned, snapping his hips against her again making her shout before it morphed into a half sob half moan as her legs wrapped around his waist dragging him closer to her. “Tell me tell me how it feels.”

“Feels good feels so good,” she squealed out as his hips began to increase in their rhythm. The sound of wet flesh meeting each other became louder and more intense as her cunt began to gush with her juices with each plunge of his cock inside her while his fingers played with her clit that felt incredibly tight and sensitive. 

Eyes rolling to the back of her head, her lips parted letting out streams of sobs and moans along with irregular puffs of air as her body began to wind itself up tight. Feeling the edge of her release come into view as he fucked her.

Amazed at just how ethereal she looked while drowning in pleasure, a tinge of excitement took hold of him at the thought of how she would look while coming on his cock. Coming undone on the man that had held her against her will until he wasn’t.

A loud groan tore from him at that thought, before he was snatching his hand away from her clit. Leaving her shaking and almost protesting before she was silenced with his lips smashing against hers and his pelvis tilting up just enough that it had her screaming into his mouth when he entered again. 

Caging her in with his arms, and laying his body fully on top of hers he relished at how she shook underneath him as he pounded into her. Drinking in her cries and stealing her breath with each thrust as her insides churned and churned with the stimulation. 

“You like that don’t you,” he rasped lowly, pulling away from her swollen lips and looking at her blissed out features as he continued to drag his cock in and out relentlessly. 

Kissing up her neck he began to nibble a trail up to her ear before whispering into it, voice low filled with lust and breathy from the exertion being put forth, “like how deep my cock is?” He moaned, puncturing the sentence with a slam of his hips into her causing her to squeal, digging her fingers into him. “Like how it’s taking care of you?”

“Yes! I-it’s so good!” She shrieked as waves of pleasure began to drown and overwhelm her as his cock dragged against her spongy spot with each plunge inside of her. 

“So good please,” her voice broke and her fingers clawed his shoulder trying to find something to moor her down as she babbled out desperately. 

“Please, gonna come please!”

[Y/n] wailed loudly, her body twitching around him, desperately sucking him in and holding him close each time he tried to pull away signaling her body was about to fall over that euphoric ledge he was leading her to.

“You’re going to come?” He gritted out hips pounding into her fast and hard no doubt going to leave bruises on her skin as he ripped sob after sob out of her. “I’ll let you come,” he hissed, eyes glinting as he watched her eyes fluttering and tears begin to drip down her face from the pleasure that was churning in her. “But I want to hear you scream my name when you do understand?”

The thought of disobeying never passed her mind, the only thing on it was the impending release that was bubbling up quickly and about to reach the point of no return. So she nodded furiously, eyes wide and body already trembling as he didn’t let up his pace.

“Yes! Yes! I’ll do whatever you want, I'll do it!” Her sobs were almost incomprehensible as she thrashed her head against the bed as if she were out of her mind. “Please, please, please!”

Moaning at her words, Snape latched his lips onto her neck and sucked at the skin pressing into her as he shoved a hand between where they were connected holding himself over her with one arm. 

His mouth moved next to her ear panting, “then come,” he growled fingers pressing her bead that had her choking out and hips canting upward meeting his thrust, “come on my cock, my good girl.”

It felt as if fireworks had been lit in her belly. Her cunt spasmed once twice, and then over and over unrelenting as his fingers rubbed tight harsh circles against her in the same rhythm of his thrusts. 

“Severus!” 

He didn’t stop as his name left her lips in a scream that had him groaning out loud at the sound of it. No, he kept thrusting into her ignoring the way she sobbed and shook underneath as he abused her oversensitive cunt. 

Ignoring how she choked his name out saying it like a prayer as she looked at him with eyes glistening with tears and parted lips that were swollen and wet.

“Severus! S-Severus!” 

[Y/n] sobbed, not able to form any other coherent words or thoughts. All that was in her mind was him. How his fingers stayed on her clit, playing with the oversensitive bead as he continued to rail into her forcing her body to begin its climb to another orgasm just after the one she had.

It didn’t take long either for her to get there as his cock began to throb inside of her and his thrusts became sloppy yet still digging deep into her until the shout of her name rang around the room.

“[Y/n]!”

The sound of her name vibrated in the air as he slammed his lips harshly against hers in a desperate kiss. When he emptied himself inside her she could only moan into his mouth as he released inside her. Feeling his hot seed coating her and flooding her insides had her spasming again, causing a choked noise to leave her and her mind to blank as another orgasm hit her. 

The lack of oxygen from him kissing her had her feeling dizzy almost as if she was having an out of body experience. Her entire body quaked and she couldn’t control the moans and whimpers that escaped her as he stilled himself inside her. 

Cunt spasming and throbbing around him all she could feel was how warm she was. How wet and slick her insides felt as it pulsed from the unrelenting fucking that she had endured. 

Arms wrapping around her and pulling her close to him, it felt like an eternity passed before her body started to come down from the euphoric bliss that he had caused her to spiral down. 

Her eyes were wide open as she stared up at the ceiling, heavy pants becoming quiet whimpers as she tugged herself closer to him ignoring the stickiness and weight of him still in her. 

The high of having such an intense orgasm left her body high strung and needing the weight and comfort of another to calm her as wave after wave of emotions began to hit her.

Cooing at her actions, Severus kissed her cheek, wrapping his arms around her and just letting her be underneath him with her shivering form and her eyes closing before any tears could fall out of them. 

She didn’t know how much time had passed, or when she had fallen asleep. But when she reopened her eyes, darkness was the only thing that greeted her vision. A blanket was pulled over her preventing the chill from reaching her and the feeling of being cleaned was evident.

Her body, still weighed down from Severus' grip on her, was unmoving as her mind began to replay the moments that had led her up to this moment. How she laid underneath him, let him use her, even begged for it, begged for him to use her. 

And it felt good. It felt so good. He had taken care of her like he said he would, hadn’t hurt her and it was blissful for a split second as when she was rocked with her orgasm all she felt was relaxed bliss. 

The tears that rolled down her cheek went unnoticed as she clenched her eyes shut as her mind continued to replay it over and over.  In her spiral, she doesn’t capture the way her fingers grasp onto his nightshirt and how she pressed herself close to him with each passing thought. Nor did she register the sensation of his hand lightly pressing into her back. 

No, her mind was too caught up in something else. Caught up in the answer she had been too afraid of to admit out loud. It had been there much earlier than she wanted to believe. But it had been there floating around flashing every time something happened. 

Because if it was to save her, to keep her from becoming more damaged, from being lonely, or even dying. Then selfish, or not there had only been one answer from the start:

To give in.

A/N: Well well well if that wasn't a rollercoaster idk what is lol. I hope this chapter turned out okay and I do admit I had a hard time with it because the plot was not trying to plot but it is done and I'm not mad at it and I hope you guys aren't either :)!!!

Also, shout out to @renee561 for listening to me scream and complain about this chapter while also making me sprint for my life to get it done asap. Thank you, friend!!!

And thank you guys for reading this even though it took me a hot minute to write it! As usual, leave your thoughts (and if you see any errors) ^o^ and I hope to see you in the next chapter! (Which will not be nearly as plot focused as this so if you're just wanting a lot of smut that next one is for u 😘 whenever she writes it....)

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[strawbkoo]

pardon the interruption | jjk (m)

Tonight is the night Jeongguk celebrates his company’s success. You’re just trying to show how proud of him you are if only someone would stop interrupting.

pairing: jeongguk x fem!reader

rating/genre: m | teeny bit of angsy for like a second, smut, lil bit of fluff here and there, established relationship au, pwp

word count: 4.4k

warnings: dom!jjk bc he’s my kink, lots of swearing, jealousy, lots of kissing, fingering, being interrupted a lot, alcohol-consumption, manhandling, fucking in public spaces hehe, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, some non-con for like a sec

a/n: hope this oneshot makes up for the time i was awayyyyyyy, so pls enjoy this and lmk if you liked it!!!

m.list

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Your head snaps in the direction of the voice, neck craning to look behind you. Namjoon, the partner of one of Jeongguk’s closest friends holds a glass of champagne up to you, nodding for you to take it. Well, he’s also a good friend of yours, having met because you two seem to come from ‘normal’ backgrounds and not from shiny old money. 

Smiling, you take the glass and then gulp every last drop of liquid before hissing at the taste. Shaking your head, you turn around and grab Namjoon’s glass, doing the same. 

Namjoon snorts next to you, his interest piqued after the chugging scene, “What’s got you so riled up?”

It’s not the case of what, more so whom. Your eyes stray to where they once were, your boyfriend standing and talking to none other than his ex. Not just talking, oh no. Laughing, and a full-body one nonetheless. Head tipped back, hands grasping at his chest because she’s oh so funny. 

Huffing you turn back to Namjoon, you can’t help the jealously building up. Jeongguk’s barely talked to you the entire night, and when you think he’s free, his ex makes her way to him taking his attention away. Now, you know you have no right to be jealous. Jeongguk has repeatedly reassured you that he has no feelings for the woman, and they remain friends due to their families, but that’s it. Yet, the gross feeling bubbling up in your chest at the sight makes you question otherwise. 

“This party sucks, and the last time I saw my boyfriend was when he not so subtly ditched me at the bar to go talk to his friends,” you sigh. 

Granted, this isn’t just any party. This was a celebration of Jeongguk’s company’s successful merger with the Kim family, something that had been in the works for months. You’re happy for him, sure. Jeongguk’s been agonising over the details of the contract for far too long, and for everything to go correctly and smoothly as it did, it’s a relief. But that doesn’t mean that this celebratory function is particularly enthralling. Business functions are not your cup of tea, full of arrogant businessmen who make you feel inadequate for whatever you choose to do to make a living. 

Everything’s fancy, with fancy dresses and dazzling suits. Everyone’s dressed to the nines, you would think you were invited to some royal ball. Your dress was stunning, too, a teal a-line evening dress with flowy bishop sleeves. You felt amazing in this dress, something about how it fit you so perfectly and made you look unbelievably ethereal. 

Jeongguk had picked it out for you, a sweet note laid upon the box telling you how he could not wait to see your beauty shine in the dress. But now, with Jeongguk’s eyes straying further and further from you, you can’t help but feel self-conscious. The dress and the guests surrounding you made you feel suffocated, so you turned to Namjoon, asking him to take you outside. 

His eyes shone with concern, but with a fleeting looking in Jeongguk’s direction he took your hand and pulled you with him through the crowd. The doors opened to the balcony, and you let go of Namjoon’s hand to lean against the railings, taking in the cold air. You felt the knot at your throat but held it down, you were not about to get emotional over a guy not paying attention to you - you’re better than that. 

“You okay?” Namjoon asks, looking at you with concern. 

“Yeah, was just not feeling it, y’know?” 

Nodding, Namjoon twists around and leans his back against the rails. His head’s tipped back as he breathes in the cool air, “Trust me, I get it. These things are just not my thing, don’t think they are anyone’s.”

“Jeongguk seems to be good with them,” you point out. It’s true, somehow Jeongguk looks like he was made for these things, 

“Well, he’s been doing these for years with his family. Y’know how his dad would always force him to come and learn the ropes. He’s probably used to it by now.”

You nod, Jeongguk’s indeed been in this type of life and glamour all his life. He came from a family with a big name and an even bigger reputation. Functions like this with people like them are a norm in his life by now. It made you feel a little inadequate, having been brought up in a typical middle-class household, something far less glamourous.

“Look, don’t overthink this. I get that these types of things are majorly suffocating. And not being able to handle them doesn’t make you inadequate in any way.”

“How the fuck did you know what I was thinking?” 

Namjoon chuckles, looking toward you, “When Taehyung first took me to one of these I felt so weird. Like I didn’t belong here, eating the same shit appetizers as these old-money geezers. I got major imposter syndrome just being in the same room as them. But eventually, you fall into a routine, I typically stick to Taehyung or the few normal people I know, and suddenly these things aren’t so bad.

“I get that this is your first time, and Jeongguk’s being an ass by not taking care of you but… He’s just done something so many people were telling him he wasn’t capable of doing. He’s going to want to gloat and let those same guys fill his ego up a bit. They’re all built that way, wanting the lowest hanging balls.”

You both break out in laughter. It felt weird to talk shit about the same people that could afford to buy their life twice over, but something about it was cathartic and relieved a lot of that built-up stress. 

“I mean unless this also has something to do with Jeongguk’s attention on someone you’d rather it not be?”

“Fuck off, Joonie,” you pout, turning around to face the view.

“Ah, so it is. Wow, here I was giving you free life advice and really, Yn’s just jealous.”

You huff out a chuckle, “Look, it’s not my fault. I wouldn’t be jealous if he even just looked over at me every once in a while. And yes, I get that it’s his night to boast about his big dick, but seriously nothing? I’m just a little peeved.”

“Understandable, plus you look hot. I’d want my boyfriend to not take his eyes off of me either if I was looking this good.”

You can’t help but giggle at Namjoon, lightly pushing his shoulder, “I’m just being petty because I hate these types of events.”

“Fair, but hey, there’s always more free champagne we can-”

“Yn, there you are.”

Both of you turn towards the man entering the balcony. Jeongguk’s looking gorgeous in an all-black suit, his hair swept up. He’s looking at the two of you inquisitively, and you can tell he’s asking if he’s interrupting something.

“Well, I’ll be off. Gotta find Taehyungie before he misses me too much.” Namjoon walks out of the balcony, smiling at the two of you as he closes the door. 

Jeongguk clears his throat, walking towards you, pulling you against him when he gets close enough, “Was looking everywhere for you.”

His head is nuzzling into your neck as your back is pressed against him, “Oh, were you? Thought you were too preoccupied.”

Jeongguk hums against you, he’s swaying you side to side, and you can feel his lips twitch into a smirk at your words, “Nothing would ever stop me from noticing you, pretty.”

He sounds so honest and sincere in his words you almost feel bad for doubting him. Jeongguk’s always prioritised you, and you know that. You also know that if you told him you weren’t enjoying yourself, he’ll offer to leave and do something else. But you wouldn’t do that, this was his night to celebrate his achievements, and you weren’t willing to take that away from him. 

“I love you, you know that, right?” 

Jeongguk perks up at that, nuzzling deeper into your neck and nodding.

“I’m so proud of you, my love. Tonight’s your night, and you should go and enjoy it. Better than staying out here with me.”

“Like being here with you. Like knowing how proud of me you are. You’re the only opinion here that I care about.”

His words made you feel warm. Jeongguk has a talent for making you melt whenever he declares his love for you in some way or another. It will always take you by surprise how much this man loves you and how willing he is to show it.

You’re both swaying side-to-side, taking in each other’s presence and the cool air. It’s far less stuffy out here, and you can’t help but settle against Jeongguk’s chest, letting the breeze fly by you.

You feel Jeongugk’s fingers rubbing at your waist, before sliding down and squeezing at your thigh through the slit. The warmth of his hand makes your mind go into a frenzy. 

“You look beautiful tonight, Yn,” Jeongguk sighs against your skin, the tip of his nose rubbing against your neck. His lips leave gentle kisses against the sensitive skin as his hands slide up your dress. The fabric bunches a little where Jeongguk grips it, fingers working their way to the hem of your underwear. “Gonna let me show you how beautiful I think you look?”

You can feel your breathing get more rugged, your head tilting back against Jeongguk’s shoulder as you weakly let out a ‘yes’. He tilts his head to watch your face crumple as his fingers slide beneath your underwear. Fingers moving to reach in between your thighs. 

Jeongguk’s licking and kissing up your neck, placing tender kisses against your temple as you moan. Fingers work against your clit, and all thoughts of the event behind you. All you can feel and think about is how with every graze of Jeongguk’s fingers, a feeble moan spills out of your lips. 

“Look at you, so pretty and pliant for me, aren’t you?” Jeongguk’s words only make you wetter, the heat coiling at your lower stomach growing. 

“J-Jeongguk, please,” you beg, barely coherent.

Jeongguk hums, nipping at your ear, “Please what, baby?”

You don’t even know what you’re begging for, but when Jeongguk’s fingers dip into you, you think that might be it. Fingers pump in and out of you, and your head tilts down to pear at Jeongguk’s hands moving under your dress. The sight is so lewd and has your knees bucking. 

Jeongguk catches you in time, and you grip the balcony railings in front of you, holding yourself steady. Jeongguk’s body hunches over you, his fingers working faster, thrusting faster. The sounds of how wet you are, make you gasp.

And you’re so close, fingers working in you as his thumb brushes against your clit, sending you closer to the edge. God, Jeongguk’s fingers make you see stars, and holy fuck, you’re oh so close and-

“Jeongguk?”

The fingers still and slide out of you. You’re huffing, trying to stop the whine from spilling past your lips. Who the fuck?

When you turn around, you notice Jeongguk’s head craned away from you, but his body covers you from the other person. But the fake innocent tone of voice is familiar, and you roll your eyes when you recognise it. Of course, it would be her.

“Ah Seoyeon, is there something you need?”

Jeongguk forces a smile on his face, and he peers down at you when you move away from him. You’re straightening out your dress, trying to rid any evidence of what you two were doing out here. You don’t bother to look up, having a feeling Seoyeon knew what she was doing when she opened those doors.

“Oh, you’re parents were looking for you. Something about a speech you prepared?” Seoyeon’s fluttering her lashes, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. This fake innocent girl act makes you want to gag. Does this girl have no shame? 

Jeongguk’s jaw ticks and he turns away from Seoyeon to face you. His eyes convey how sorry he is, “Right. Yes, thank you. Tell them I’ll be out in a moment.”

“Well, they want you out now.”

You’re going to punch her, you just know it. 

Jeongguk’s eyes screwed shut as he lets out a deep sigh, he doesn’t bother to force a smile and nods at Seoyeon.

“I’m sorry, pretty. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” Jeongguk leans down and kisses your forehead, before turning on his heel and following Seoyeon out. 

Damn, you didn’t even get to finish. 

After exiting the bathroom, you notice everyone intently watching as Mr Jeon ushers his son onto the stage. You notice Seoyeon standing near his mother, but the distasteful look Mrs Jeon pins her with has her slinking closer to her family. You can’t help but giggle into your hand. 

“What are you so chuffed about?”

You jump and swat Namjoon’s shoulder, chastising him for scaring you. He laughs and rubs the spot you hit him. 

Jeongguk’s on the stage explaining how difficult of a process this merger was for both companies, and how this has been in the works for years. He goes on to thank his family and the Kims for helping him endure this process, and then he thanks you for being the sole reason for keeping him sane the last few months. You’re touched Jeongguk even mentioned you at all, and the blush rises on your cheeks when Namjoon nudges you. 

The speech then goes on to mention what the merger means for both companies and what a rewarding feeling it is to have both companies up to speed and ready to begin their new chapter. There’s applause and a toast before the Jeons are being led off the stage and the Kims on. Namjoon’s chest puffs out in pride as he watches his partner walk onto the stage to speak about his half of the merger process.

You can barely pay attention, though. Jeongguk’s making his way to you through the crowd, stopping to shake hands and bow to those congratulating him. But his eyes are set on you, and you feel yourself get warmer. Jeongguk bites his lip, hands clasped together as he moves towards you. 

Jeongguk’s grabbing your hand and pulling you, stepping past people to make it to the side of the room. There are a few large pillars with fabric draping over them, giving you some semblance of privacy. 

With no hesitation, Jeongguk pushes you against the pillar and cups your face slotting his lips against yours. He’s kissing you feverishly, his hands lowering to squeeze at your waist. You can’t help but pull him closer, grabbing the lapels of his suit jacket.

Jeongguk slides a leg between yours, parting from you to push you down on it. He watches as you grind against his leg, eyes dilated and focused on you only.

“Feels good, baby? Like riding my leg where anyone could walk in on us, huh? So fucking filthy baby, look at you. Can feel how wet you are, fuck, pussy dripping just for me, yeah?”

You can’t help but moan, but Jeongguk clasps a hand over your mouth, gently pinning your head against the pillar as you continue to move against him, “Look at you just using me to get off, huh? Is this all it takes to make you cum, baby? Such a good little slut for me.”

You can feel yourself get closer, working yourself down on him harder. You think of what a dirty sight this makes, pathetically grinding down on Jeongguk’s thigh as someone makes a speech next to you, a whole crowd mere feet away.

“So perfect for me, love when you use me like this baby. Wanna feel you cum on my leg, baby wanna see how hard you cum with only this.”

The thought of how risky this was, how willing Jeongguk is to just take you regardless of who could catch you, has your eyes rolling back. Your orgasm hits you so forcefully that Jeongguk’s thigh pushes harder against you to keep you up, an arm wrapping around your shaking frame. Your body slumps forward as you try to catch your breath. 

You’re staring at Jeongguk in a daze as you pull him down to kiss you, hands running through his hair. You can feel how hard he is, hands grasping onto his cock through his slacks, making Jeongguk groan into the kiss.

“Oh, I’m sorry! I was looking for the bathroom.”

Okay, so you’re punching her. What the fuck do you mean she interrupts, again?!

Jeongguk’s the one rolling his eyes this time, as he helps straighten your dress. He runs a hand through his hair before turning around to face Seoyeon, a tight-lipped smile gracing his face. 

“Other way, Seoyeon. You should know since this is one of the hotels your father manages, is it not?”

Seoyeon giggles into her hand, and if you weren’t so caught up in your post-orgasm, maybe you would’ve gagged.

“Silly me, you know I get lost easily, Gukkie.”

“We’re going to head back now, hope you find the bathroom,” you rush out, Jeongguk chuckles as you grab his wrist and pull him back to the main area. 

The last thing you wanted to see after cumming was Seoyeon’s face, it’s like this girl is just a magnet for near orgasmic or post-orgasmic bliss, she’s like an orgasm detector. Weirdo.

Once back into the main area, you both meet up with Taehyung and Namjoon, immediately grabbing a few glasses of champagne. Jeongguk’s only finally settled his dick, but every time he looks over at you laughing about something Taehyung said, his cock twitches in excitement. He’ll fucking ruin you tonight, no matter what. 

The fact the event has yet to die down has you genuinely irritated. It’s been several hours, and Jeongguk’s parents have even left. It feels odd watching these people walk around and mingle when they could all just go home. Okay, this may be your frustrated mind wanting to be anywhere but here. Sorry, but Jeongguk is insanely hot, and he’s been throwing you looks that are code for ‘I’m going to take you apart piece by piece when I get the chance’, so sue you for being a little hot and bothered.

Seoyeon still hasn’t gone home either, she’s been running after Jeongguk trying to grab his attention or his arm. But after the last few encounters, Jeongguk’s patience has worn thin. He’s knocking off her hand and reprimanding her about her 'touchy' behaviour since he has a partner. It’s so hot seeing Jeongguk put her into her place, and even more when Seoyeon turns and glares at you, pouting like a petulant child. 

You can’t help but feel a bit triumphant, it feels like revenge for the last few interruptions. Smiling to yourself, you make your way over to the refreshments table, only to find they’ve run out of water. Most, if not all, of the staff were let off once both the Jeon and Kim families left since the event was going far beyond the time they had set. Only a few security and cleaners wandered the venue. So, you make your way to the kitchen through the swinging door, grabbing a clean glass and pouring yourself some bottled water. 

Once you’re done, you begin to grab a few to bring out to the refreshments area when the door swings open. The sheer surprise takes you off guard (what’s with everyone scaring you tonight?), only for your heart to settle when you notice Jeongguk’s bunny smile aimed at you. 

“Jeez, you scared me!”

Jeongguk walks towards you slowly, hands tucked into his pants pockets, “Sorry baby didn’t mean to.”

Once he’s close, Jeongguk grabs a single bottle from the pile in your arms and places it on the metal bench next to you. He then grabs a few more, and before you know it, all the bottles you had piled on were sitting on the metal bench. You’re staring up at him confusedly before he closes the distance between you and cups your face, bringing his lips close to yours.

“Been waiting for a moment like this,” he whispers before kissing you deeply. His fingers gently caress your face as your hands make their way to his belt loops. You tug him close like all the times you have before, just having Jeongguk close makes you feel light. 

Jeongguk’s kissing you, letting his hands trail slowly from your face, and sides, only to lean down and grip your ass through the dress. The sudden manhandling has you preening, moaning into his mouth. A hand then leaves your ass only to grab your throat, pulling you away from him. 

“Gonna let me ruin you here, pretty?” Jeongguk forces your body to face the bench, pinned against the cold metal. 

“Fuck,” you can’t find yourself caring about how the cold metal feels against your skin, barely recognising the counter digging into you. All you can focus on is how Jeongguk’s hands grip your waist, pulling you closer to him. 

Jeongguk’s hands slide against your skin, hand reaching up to cup your neck, pulling your head back to face him. He licks into your mouth as his other hand travels south, bunching your dress up and sliding it up your legs, having you hold it against your chest. 

He grinds against your ass, groaning as he grips your hips and looks down at where you two move against each other. Grinding against Jeongguk makes you feel needier.

“Please, please Jeongguk. Wanna feel you,” your voice comes out in a jumbled mess, words barely strung together as all coherency leaves your mind. Jeongguk’s fingers slide into your underwear, slipping a leg between yours.

Fingers find your clit with no hesitation, playing with the sensitive bundle of nerves. Jeongguk’s breathing hotly against you as he watches your back arch, grinding against his fingers. You’ve got him groaning with how wet you are.

“So fucking wet baby, you’ve been imagining me take you like this for a while haven’t you?” You barely nod, pulling out a dark chuckle from Jeongguk. “Such a slut. Waiting around until I could fuck you. Bet you came in here thinking of me pinning you against the table and fucking you for anyone to see?”

You moan aloud, Jeongguk doesn’t clasp your mouth shut, the music outside drowning any noise that could be heard. He’s always had a way with words to make you feel so filthy, so pathetic like all you’re good for is taking his cock. 

“Wanna taste you, gonna let me taste you, pretty?”

“Please.”

His fingers leave you, and it has you slumping forward, gripping the side of the table. The bunched-up fabric of your dress pinned between you and the edge of the table. Jeongguk grabs your leg and lifts it for you to place on the table.

He’s kissing up your leg, and you can just imagine the vision you are right now, flushed face pressed down while Jeon Jeongguk works his way up to lick you through your underwear. It’s nasty and feels dirty, but it has you reaching behind to grab at Jeongguk’s raven locks. 

Jeongguk continues to lick you through your underwear, growing the already wet spot, “Fuck, look at you. Spread so pretty for me baby. Bet you’re ready for my cock already.”

Hands knead your ass, as Jeongguk pushes his face against you harder. He slides your underwear aside before he’s licking you from your hole to your clit, making you shudder. He’s sucking and licking your pussy, the noises downright filthy.

There’s a moment where you feel Jeongguk’s fingers trace your pussy, groaning at the sight of your cum covering his digits. Fuck, he makes you go crazy.

His tongue is back on you, flicking your clit, making you jerk with the sensitivity. Jeongguk pulls back only to spread your pussy lips apart and slide his tongue over before his lips begin sucking. The sound is filthy and has you gushing, you can feel the spit and cum dribbling down your thighs, how nasty.

Fingers slide into you making you push back against Jeongguk’s face, grinding back against him. You can practically feel his smirk, asshole.

You’re getting so lost in the pleasure, you barely hear the gasp from the door. And fuck, if Jeongguk’s fingers stopped you probably would’ve thrown your shoe, because how the fuck has this happened a third time?

“J-Jeongguk? What’re you doing?”

You don’t even have time to think about how icky she makes you feel because Jeongguk pounds his fingers into you faster, tongue flicking over your clit before parting. 

“Little busy here, Seoyeon. How about you fuck off?”

If that isn’t the single hottest thing in the entire world you don’t know what is. Your eyes screw shut in pleasure as Jeongguk immediately goes back to eating you out, tongue flicking against your clit. When you open them, you barely register the girl’s gone. Head too fuzzy with Jeongguk. 

Before you realise what’s happening, your orgasm hits you so hard that you moan aloud without a care for who hears. Chanting Jeongguk as the man in question is up and unzipping his slacks, fingers still working in you. And before you can even recover, Jeongguk’s whole length slides into you. 

Hands grip your hips, and you can feel how shaky you are. But everything is muddled together in blinding pleasure as Jeongguk fucks into you hard and fast like he’s been waiting for this his whole life. His hand slides under you and lifts you by your throat, pinning your back against his chest as he fucking into you deeper. 

“Yeah, fucking love my cock in you don’t you? Suck a pretty cockslut for me, huh?”

You can barely let out any whimpers, your throat going numb with how much you’ve screamed out Jeongguk’s name. All you can feel is the pleasure thrumming through your veins and another orgasm approaching. 

“J-Jeongguk, please, please don’t fucking stop, I’m going to cum!”

“Come on baby, fucking cum on my cock baby.”

Your orgasm hits and you barely register Jeongguk groaning that he’s cumming. The hot cum filling you up makes you go slack in pleasure. The feeling of being full of Jeongguk has your mind shutting down. Everything is so hot, so much, too much.

It takes you both several minutes to regain your composure. Your legs were numb and shaking that Jeongguk had to haul you up on the bench to keep you steady. You can’t help but giggle into the kiss as you remember what happened, mentioning it to Jeongguk.

“I genuinely don’t give a fuck. Maybe she’ll finally get the message to back off, yeah?”

a/n: lmk your thoughts by sending me an ask i would love it vvv much :DD

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[akiranzee]

😞 • ° ` — “THERE’LL COME A TIME”

-> PAIRINGS: Muichiro Tokito x f!Y/n -> SUMMARY: He wanted to remember. He really did. But he couldn’t control to. -> WORD COUNT: 0.7k+ -> CONTAINS: fluff, angst, memory loss, & muichiro is 18 while reader is 17. -> A/N: aged up mui bcs he’s dating u!!💓💓. credits to that one vid i forgot btw <33.

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Looking up the sky, admiring its beauty, whilst leaning against a big rock, with your boyfriend’s head on your lap. Moments like these with your Mui are the best. Just relaxing, giving no care to the world, as the both of you dizzily talk to each other.

“Y/n-” Muichiro hadn’t even started, but you already shushed him off, knowing exactly what he was gonna say.

“Not again, Mui.” You chuckled, while lifting the finger you used to cover his mouth.

“But there will come a time, Y/n. And I want you to be ready for that.” Muichiro sat up from your lap, slowly getting serious as he locked eyes with you, his dizziness slowly fading away.

You too, slowly started getting serious. This kind of conversation was something you wanted to avoid. Muichiro knows that too, but he also wants you to know that his memories with you will not last forever. You know that too, but you had this smallest, tiniest hope in him that that time will never come. You didn’t want to think that the memories of two years of being together would fade away overnight, as if it all meant nothing.

“I know, but I believe in you, Mui.” You cupped his cheeks, as both your expressions softened.

It was clear to the both of you, that moments like these won't last forever. That it never will.

~~~~~

“S-Shinobu!! I-Is Mui alright? C-Can I see him?” You asked, as you looked at her with desperate pleading eyes.

“I’m sorry, Y/n. Tokito is resting and I think he needs it most right now.” Shinobu looked at you with an apologetic look, as you simply nodded in response and walked away with your head down.

Shinobu felt guilty, because that was not the only reason. She sighed and went back inside Muichiro’s room, as she then was immediately greeted by Muichiro’s question. “Who... was she?”

Shinobu only shakes her head slightly in disappointment but also answered; “someone important to you.” Muichiro then gave her a confused look, trying to recall a memory of you. But not even a single one did he remember.

As Muichiro finished drinking his medicines, and is all set to sleep, Shinobu left his room and turned off the lights. Meanwhile with you, you waited for Shinobu to do so, then quietly slipped inside his room, lighting up the lantern you brought, and watched as he slept peacefully.

You wanted to hug, kiss, and talk to him, but you stopped yourself as you knew he only receives peaceful nights like this once in a while.

You gently brushed away the hair covering his face, and adored how cute and peaceful he looked.

As time passed by, the sun slowly started to peek in the windows, shining so brightly between the two of you. By then, Muichiro started shifting, then slowly opened his eyes.

And when he did, saying that you were thrilled is an understatement, as you happily hugged him tight, while tears of joy dropped down to your cheeks as you repeatedly thank the gods.

You felt relieved, up until the moment he looked at you with a confused look, saying; “who... are you?”

And then your world stopped. You felt as if everything around you stopped moving or working, as if your heart and breathing also stopped. You had a hard time inhaling air, as tears of sadness now spilled down your cheeks, feeling your heart break to a million pieces, thus feeling your heart tight and heavy.

The only thoughts that filled your mind was running away and forgetting that he ever asked that.

You hesitated, but you still did either way. You couldn’t bear to stand there in pain as he looked at you with eyes full of questions, as if he never met you in the first place.

As you walked away, your pace quickened as you could barely keep it up as you sprinted outside, towards the gardens of butterfly mansion.

As you arrived, the first thing you did was look up at the orange-yellow colored sky, and remembered the day he warned you. He did, and you were aware about it. But you denied that fact, having that simplest, tiniest hope once more, thinking that day would never come.

But then here you are, crying as reality slapped you harshly.

~~~~~

“...She ran away?” Muichiro mumbled, seeming to not have understood the peculiar reaction you gave him, not understanding what made you so upset that tears ran down your cheeks as you ran away from him. But what he didn’t understand most was how the mere sight of you doing so made his heart ache, as if he had always hated seeing you like that.

But also seeing your face after what he thinks to be a long time, made him feel relieved, relieved that he’s finally here with you. But he doesn’t know yet, because in his mind, he doesn’t know you.

~~~~~

The next day, you tried your best to get a hold of yourself from getting emotional while seeing Muichiro’s clueless face as he looks at you.

And when he does, that small fire of hope always ignites within you, thinking that even for a moment, there’d be a memory of the both of you that he’d remember.

Muichiro too, did try. But he only knows that you’re one of the important people of his life, not the person he loves.

But he denied that thought, as he knows damn well just how crazy he feels just by seeing you smile, hearing your voice, and eating the foods you make. All of those felt too familiar to him, that even his heart race and flutters unknowingly. He knows all too well that there were memories you both made together in the back of his mind.

As time slowly passes painfully, Shinobu gets a small glimpse of what was happening and chuckled softly as she shaked her head.

“The mind may have forgotten, but the heart never does.” She thought, as she walked away thus seeing the both of you sleeping peacefully whilst you leaned against a big rock, with Muichiro’s head against your right shoulder.

There may had came a time where he forgot you, but there will also come a time where he remembers you.

#📂 — ` akira’s works! #muichiro tokito #demon slayer #tokito muichiro #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer tokito #demon slayer muichiro #kny tokitou #kny muichiro #mist hashira #mist pillar #tokito x reader #muichiro x y/n #muichiro x you #muichiro x reader #anime #kny

[wonusite]

i have another thot for you!!! imagine this, you get home from a long day at work and are just so stressed and tired. you need a way to relax, so your loving boyfriends minwon offer to fuck the stress out of you :) (or, alternatively, THEY have a long day and decide to use you as a form of stress relief.) -minwon nonny

so i’m gonna write the first one bc i had a long day at work and fantasizing abt minwon just releases the tension lmao. (also u wild for this and ily 🤍)

immediately, your bfs can tell you had a long day. the exhaustion that’s clinging on to your figure is more obvious today, and your eyes seem duller than usual. you feel like you can cry when they immediately come to you, asking you what’s wrong while taking your jacket and shoes off for you.

you lean back into wonwoo, practically melting into his comforting chest. they’re both silent, waiting patiently for you to tell them what’s wrong. you feel mingyu’s large hands soothingly rub your thighs while your other boyfriend lovingly hugs you closer to him. this alone makes you feel better, but selfishly, you want more.

and because you’re their princess, they’re more than willing to give you more.

“oh, fuck!”

your cunt is throbbing with pleasure, still high of your second orgasm. this isn’t enough for gyu and wonu tho. their tongues are licking every inch of your wet pussy, moaning and groaning as they drink up every bit of your arousal.

your bfs tongues messily clash together as they fuck their respective muscle into your hot cunt. you’re tightening so much around their tongues and coating them with your slick that it has their cocks twitching and throbbing. you gently grind against their faces, getting off on the sight of two hot men between your legs.

“fuck, gonna come!”

gyu moans into your pussy while wonu just smirks. “come for us, baby. show us how good we’re making you feel.”

the way their sucking on you and fucking their tongues into you paired with wonwoo’s deep rasp just drives you over the edge. you squirt all over their faces with a loud cry, alternating between their names like a mantra.

your two boyfriends drink up every drop of your orgasm, effectively licking you clean as their cocks twitch and ache with the need to get inside you.

their chins are wet with you orgasm, and you’ve never seen a hotter sight. you’re panting slightly, completely sated. all the tension and fatigue you felt before has definitely melted away, but your bfs can still see some remnants of exhaustion clinging on to you. and they’re determined to fuck every last bit out of you.

“fuck, baby. just look at how that pretty pussy stretches open for us.”

you mewl at mingyu’s words, barely able to form a coherent sentence as your two bfs fuck their big cocks into your cunt. no matter how many times you’ve done this, you’re still not used to the delicious stretch or pleasure it provides. they’re repeatedly hitting your g spot, and you know it won’t be long before u come all over their cocks.

“gonna squirt for us again, angel?” wonwoo groans against your neck, hand slipping down your body to rub your throbbing clit. “make a mess on our cocks?”

“fuck, nu!” you cry out as their thrusts start to get harder and sharper. “gyu! so fucking good!”

it feels even better when mingyu bites down with his sharp canines, silently urging you to let go and cream all over his and wonu’s cocks. which you do. messily and hotly like your boyfriends were craving. it’s all they need for them to fill you up with their cum.

you’re all a moaning mess as they shoot their hot, sticky loads into you. ur eyes roll to the back of your skull as they fuck their cum deeper into your cunt.

“don’t think we’re done yet, baby.” wonu moans as he feels a mess of cum drip down to his balls.

gyu hums in agreement, loving how all your releases are messily covering his cock. “we’re just getting started.”

#(s)creaming #gawd the things they do to me #minwon nonny #nalani.thotz

[soleilnomoon]

NSFW BELOW!

hi kaia!!

can we talk about cockwarming with Law or Zoro bcuz i just know they'd be the picture of patience and self control no matter how much u squirm or beg~ like they'll use it as a training.. or just bcuz they like teasing you and hearing you beg ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

hello!!??!? yes tf we can talk abt that, why not; let’s talk abt law bc i feel like law doesn’t get nearly as much attn as zoro does these days

646 words, fem reader (no pronouns), nsfw, 18+ mdni pls, cockwarming is a blessing and a curse for law, ok

the thing about law is, he’s all about control — whether it’s him controlling situations, him controlling you, or him controlling himself. the restraint is what gets him off, honestly; if he can refrain from chasing after what he truly wants, the payoff is that much bigger. he’s not a gambling man, but he certainly would make silent bets with himself on how long he can keep his hands to himself before he truly snaps — or, with how long he can tease you before you beg him to fuck you. he does like hearing you beg, after all.

on the surface, he is the epitome of calm, cool, collected, but underneath all of that, he’s simmering — hotly, at that. especially if it’s been a while since he’s felt your warmth around him — the denial of pleasure is one of his favorites, and if you ask him why, he won’t be able to articulate an appropriate enough response so he refrains from saying anything about it at all. but you know, you see the slight tremble of anticipation, and you play along because with law everything is always exciting.

but, when he does have you on his lap, half-naked, his cock buried inside of you, pussy clenching around him, the taunt of yours is childish because you won’t actually follow through. you want him to break first, despite knowing just how stubborn and determined he is. he has your wrists bound behind you, so you’re limited in your movements, your thighs burn as you straddle him, and still he watches you lazily, a sly smile etched onto his face.

“well, go on,” he prompts, his dark eyes mirroring his dark amusement on the matter. “didn’t you say you were going to teach me a lesson of some sort?” because that’s what you said twenty minutes prior, right? you want to prove to him that you don’t need his help, that you can fuck yourself just fine; so here he is, giving you the tools to do so, but all you can do is stare at him stupidly, a blush permanently attached to your cheeks, tears in your eyes as you attempt to ride him to no avail.

“law, please,” you say at last, not able to hold onto him which is why the position is frustrating the hell out of you. he feels so good, your pussy is so fully, and he’s just sitting there not doing anything to help you chase that high. and while he wants nothing more than to give you what you want — to hold your hips tightly, drive his length into you repeatedly, to hear you call his name out loud enough for the others to hear — he simply won’t. not until you ask him properly.  “tsk, and here i thought you knew better than that.” he’s not actually disappointed, because he knew this would happen; just like he knew that you didn’t expect him to tie your hands, and knew that you didn’t expect him to sit still while you tried to bite more than you can chew.

it’s your fault, really, but the way your lower lip juts out so cutely, the way your dark lashes fan against your cheeks, makes him take pity. you did say please, after all. “let this be a lesson for next time,” he says with a smirk, not bothering to untie your wrists, and instead taking control and thrusting his hips into you roughly. for him, he could’ve sat there all night, enjoying the way your pussy spasms around him without his assistance, but he also likes satisfying your cravings — especially when the craving features him and his cock. is it vanity or narcissism? he’s not sure; but what he is sure about, is that he will definitely tease you more like this in the near future, if he has any say in the matter.

#short n sweet bc that's how i roll these days #fic request #trafalgar law #one piece imagine #one piece hcs #one piece x reader #one piece x y/n #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law x y/n #law x reader #law x y/n #trafalgar law smut

[nobedofroses]

Day 15: Mile High Club

pairing: Marcus Moreno x fem!reader

warnings: discussions of anxiety/flying phobia, some smooches, and an undoing of a belt lol

words: 813

a/n: this is not very spicy, but Marcus is sweet. also let’s pretend it’s a superhero-climate neutral type plane bc otherwise i do not endorse flying on private planes 

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Marcus hadn’t known that you were a nervous flier. You didn’t like to admit it to yourself, let alone anyone else. Each time you had to fly somewhere, you convinced yourself that it wouldn’t be as bad this time, that surely you were over your fear for good. The one flying anxiety meditation that you listened to in the airport would work its magic and when you heard the rumble of the plane starting to take off, you would be relaxed and able to breathe just like everyone else. 

You were wrong. Even just as the plane began taxiing down the runway you were starting to breathe quicker and your pulse jumped up. Marcus had noticed right away and turned to face you more fully and see if you were okay, twisting in his seat which made his seatbelt loosen a little. 

Glancing down at the movement, you tapped his arm repeatedly and said in a shaky voice, “Tighten your seatbelt, it’s not safe. And face forward, Marcus, we’re on a fucking supersonic plane or something, you need to follow the safety instructions.” 

This babbling display of misdirected irritation was clearly due to anxiety and fear, and Marcus first did as you said and face forward while fixing his seatbelt. Then he carefully held out his hand towards you, palm up. 

“Is it okay to hold my hand?” Marcus’ voice was gentle, not at all mocking, and you swallowed, looked down at his hand, and then moved yours on top of it. 

Marcus intertwined his fingers with yours and gave your hand a soft squeeze that you returned with a much tighter, unrelenting one. In fact, squeezing his hand might have been the only thing that kept you sane until the plane had evened out and was at cruising altitude. That, and Marcus’ little reminders for you to breathe and murmurs telling you that you were being safe and that everything would be okay. 

As the pilot made the announcement about elevation and the seat belt sign went off, you started to calm down. The worst parts of flying for you were the take off and landing. The actual flying probably wouldn’t have bothered you at all if it wasn’t immediately following your fear from the ascent and directly preceding the descent. 

You loosened your grip on Marcus’ hand and your breathing along with your heart rate slowed down. Finally you were able to turn and look at Marcus, who was already looking intently at you. 

“Sorry,” you said sheepishly, trying for a little smile. 

“Sweet girl, there’s nothing to be sorry about, I just wish I knew beforehand,” Marcus told you, reaching up with his free hand to run the back of his finger over your cheek. 

You felt your ears get hot and you looked down, “I thought it would be better this time.” 

He moved his finger to your chin to tilt your face so you would look at him. When you did, he leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. Instantly, you felt a little bit better so when he pulled away, you leaned forward again and Marcus joined you in deepening the kiss. In seconds, you felt your stress begin melting away, no doubt replaced by the oxytocin, dopamine, and serotonin that his lips on yours were creating. 

When his teeth nipping at your lower lip made you moan, Marcus pulled away with a smile, remembering where the two of you were. You chased his lips yet again and Marcus gave you another peck, but that’s all. 

“Sweet girl, we’re on a plane. I know we’re the only passengers today, but we’re not the only people,” he chided you gently. 

“Marcus,” you whined a little, trying to entreat him to indulge you. “It’ll help me be more relaxed. It’s not like there are any flight attendants, it’s just the pilot and copilot.” 

Marcus leaned closer and lowered his voice, “There are security cameras in case of enemy infiltration.” 

 You turned your head to whisper in his ear, “Cameras have metal in them.” 

He was absolutely still for about five seconds and then you heard the faint sound of metallic whirring. 

Suddenly Marcus was kissing you, much more fervently than before, his hands already finding their way to your body, on your waist and trying to pull you close. You only moved about half an inch before something stopped you. 

Marcus looked down to see what it was, then smiled wryly, “This only works if you undo your seatbelt and get over here.” 

Your seatbelt clinked open with one press and you got up to straddle him with a “yes, sir.” 

As your legs settled on either side of his, you reached down to undo his seatbelt. And then your hands moved naturally to his belt. Might as well get that out of the way too.

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#marcus moreno x reader #marcus moreno #blurb #nobedofroses #spooky smut 22

[thesilveregg]

One of my favorite things about guardians of the galaxy vol 3 is something that isn’t even about the movie. I mean it kinda is but you know.

Vol 1 was my first marvel movie. I had seen bits and pieces of other movies like the avengers, but that was the first one I watched in full. We watched it at home years after it came out, bc the next day my dad would take me to see vol 2. That was my first marvel movie in theatres and I loved it even more than the first. Its still my favorite. I was 10 years old then.

The MCU is very flawed it a million ways, but i’ve always had a soft spot for it because it is so central to my relationship with my father. I’ve never watched an mcu movie or show for the first time without him and I hope I never have to. But that all started with guardians. Guardians, a movie that my father has repeatedly stated to be The Gen X Movie. It was never hard to find the connections between Starlord and my dad, a child of divorce who was born in 1971. But the music was what really tied it together. The soundtracks of these movies were like time capsules, giving me a timeline of my father’s coming of age. I grew up with these movies, and through them I gained a clearer picture of who my father is.

And then the last song in vol 3 played. The last song of the trilogy. I’m sure you can imagine how it felt at the age 16, after watching 3 movies that compiled my dad’s life and generation, to sit next to him in the movie theatre and watch rocket select the 2000s playlist on the zune. To watch all these characters dance to a song I know and love, a song that came out when I was 21 months old.

It felt good.

#guardians of the galaxy vol 3 #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #long post #this is cringe sorry except I’m not #girl help the hellish corporate empire has trapped me with the power of my feelings about growing up and sick beats

[pvtty-wh0re]

Pick me | Eddie Munson

eddie munson x fem!Harrington!reader

cw: jealousy, smut, P in V, dom!eddie, oral(m&f), angst, yelling, multiple orgasms, cum denial, edging, drug use

this is smut so beware it has sex. 18+ (MDI)

AN: this is my first smut so i’m sorry if it’s not that good but i love eddie so this is my take. thank uu <33

you had been head over heals in love with eddie since middle school. watching him play guitar with his buzzcut just, drew you in. now you’re in highschool, you’re a senior. same as eddie “the freak” munson.

you dreamed about being with him, what yalls dates would look like, how he would kiss you. but he didn’t know how you felt. what made it worse was he was falling for someone too. chrissy cunningham, the beautiful, pretty cheerleader.

she was with jason, the head of the basketball team. you knew she wouldn’t get with eddie, but you could, at least you could try. but that all changed when you went to eddie’s house to give him a hand-man guitar pic you painted “CORRODED COFFIN” his bands name. it was a surprise for him but u got surprised too.

you knocked on his door 3 times and he didn’t answer, but you heard something. you looked through the window to see chrissy the fucking cheerleader smoking with eddie. she was on his lap laughing, her head tilting back as he looked at her. the look you’ve craved for him to look at you. but it was chrissy who got his look.

you couldn’t look away but wanted to do bad. your eyes beginning to tear up. you just put your hand on the window, face covered in tears and cold as the breeze of winter hit you.

“huh” eddie says as he takes a hit of his joint. “w-what eddie?” chrissy says. “i think someone’s here.” he says as he pushes chrissy off his lap. when he gets up, he sees your face in his window. he sees how much you were crying, he goes to open the door. “Y/N!” he yells your name but you’re crying so hard and running home.

you and eddie lived close in the trailer park. it began to rain. when u got home, you just went to your room and cried so hard. “why couldn’t he just pick me” you said repeatedly.

you woke up the morning after you saw chrissy on eddie. eventually lunch came and it felt like i’d been forever. you go to sit in your spot by eddie at the lunch table. mike and dustin are happy to see you, per usual, since you were the only girl in Hellfire. you talk to the freshman until you see eddie, and your face that is usually with a smile was down on the table. flashbacks from last night filled your brain. you feel someone touch your arm, it was eddie, your unrequited love. “hey y/n” he says as he wants to say something more. “hey eds” you say very dry, sounding like you were about to cry.

halfway through lunch you got up and left. you were just gonna go home and skip, then eddie grabs your hand. “hey, what happened last night?” he asks you, you start to tear up again but try to hold it together. “just- um- i like this guy and i found out he liked someone else so i was crying..” you say, not confident at all. you were an okay liar but not this time.

“oh- i didn’t know you liked a guy down here,” he laughs bc you’ve never had a boyfriend or went out on a date, and you’re 18 so it was just funny to him. “yeah”you sigh out. “soo” he says pressing your upper arm like a little kid. “tell me who this douche is, a guy who doesn’t want you but someone else- dumbass.” he laughs. eddie has always protected you and maybe that’s why you fell in love with him. “he’s..no one.” you say with tears coming out of your eyes.

“hey hey, don’t cry y/n, just tell me who he is i’ll teach him a lesson.” eddie says, visibly upset because a random guy has you crying like this. “eddie stop.” you say, crossing your arms. “cmon tell me, no one gets to hurt you and get away with it.” he says bending down to your face to wipe your tears. “it’s..” you say trying to calm yourself. “eds, if you wanna find the guy, just go look in the mirror.” you say as your brother pulls up, steve harrington. “YO” steve yells at you, you look back at him then at eddie. “y/n..” eddie says as he’s going to say something like ‘i don’t like you like that’ but you leave before he can finish. you didn’t want to hear how he didn’t love you back.

steve was your brother, about a year older than you, but he was your best friend. he knew your feelings towards eddie since you told him when you were 11 years old. he knew what happened and why you were crying. “y/n listen, it’s okay maybe talk to him about it.” he says trying to calm you down. you stay quiet until you get home.

when you get to your house, which your dad bought you, a small trailer. you saw eddie’s van, and sucked your cheeks in, biting them too. “love you sis” steve says while driving away back to the house him and your dad lived in.

“eddie, what are you doing here.” you say with your head looking at the grass trying to walk to your front door. he grabs your hand, “i don’t understand” he says. “understand what?” you say confused. “you said look in a mirror and i don’t know what that means.” eddie explains. “GOD” you scream out, “ITS YOU! YOU EDDIE, I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU AND I TRIED SO HARD TO MAKE YOU SEE ME BUT U CHOSE HER!” you scream, tears streaming down your face. you hit eddie’s chest lightly. “why couldn’t you have seen, why didn’t you pick me. eddie.” you say crying before going inside your trailer. “what are you talking about? y/n i’m not dating anyone.” he tries to explain, confusing by who “her” was. “i saw you and chrissy, that’s why i’ve been crying. you chose little cheerleader chrissy over me.” you say, your voice trembling. “oh angel, she was just buying weed and she spilled shit on me so she tried to clean it off.” he says, grabbing your face. “eddie, just stop. i saw the way you looked at her.” you say, crying in your hands.

“you think i like her, you think i’d choose her.” he says making you look at him. “you already did.” you mutter. “y/n, chrissy is pregnant and is with jason the douche. i’ve loved you for so long but i knew you didn’t feel the same.” eddie says, bringing his hands from your face to your knees. “oh- well congrats to her.” you say awkwardly. “but eddie, you- you love me?” you ask. “do i love you, i’ve always loved you. you are my angel. i never thought you’d love me back y/n, i never would choose her over you.” he says, making you feel like this is a dream.

“i love you eddie, i want you.” you say cupping his face. you bring him into a very heated kiss, a kiss that has been wanted for years. his tongue pressed against your lips, asking for entrance into your mouth. you can tell what he wants and you open your lips for him. you two fight each other with your tongues, he wins and explores every inch of your mouth.

you break the kiss, in need of oxygen. eddie just goes to attack your neck, making you let out a small moan. you two were now on the couch, your hands in eddie’s frizzy hair. his lips on your neck his hands on your wait and the back of your neck. eddie could feel himself start getting hard, he moved the hand that was on your waist to your clothed boob. he squeezes it slowly and massaging it. making you let out a louder moan than before, putting your head back. eddie loved see this, the girl of his dreams under him moaning and whining at his touch.

“does this make u feel good, princess?” eddie asks seductively, putting his hand up your shirt and under your bra, feeling your bare boob. “m-mhm” you stutter, it was just him touching your boob but it was HIM touching YOU. he unbuttons your shirt and bra, and dives face first for your boobs. “cmere” he says as he picks you up and takes you to your bedroom. slamming you on the bed, legs still wrapped around his waist. he takes off his shirt but putting his arms behind him and pulling the shirt off. reveling his back muscles first then his abs. he was so pretty and the way he took off his shirt made your pussy wet.

“oh baby, i’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget about chrissy and only know my name.” eddie whispers into your ear, nibbling on it a little. “please eddie, fuck me till i can’t walk.” you say, kissing his jawline. you can feel how hard he is when his boner is pushed against your leg. “god you get me so worked up.” he says, as like you’ve gotten him ‘worked up’ before. “i’ve been dreaming of this since i was 12 years old.” he says as he unbuckles his jeans, leaving him in his boxers and you in your skirt and underwear.

eddie pulls your skirt off and begins to rub your throbbing clit against your underwear. “god your already so wet for me, such a slut for your best friend huh,” eddie says making your body tingle when he calls you a whore. he pushes your underwear to the side and rubs your exposed clit, which makes you let out a moan. his dick throbbing from the noises that he made you make. he slowly puts his middle finger inside you and curling it up, making your back arch. he decides to add another finger making you moan out and your hips buckle.

“baby my dick is throbbing for you so bad.” he says in your ear. “how about we fix that” you say touching his chest…

AN: okay so this was fun so tell me if you want a part 2 bc i will make one <33 ty so much for reading

#eddie munson #stranger things smut #eddie x reader #steve harrington #chrissy cunningham #weed mention