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love you twice — j. wonwoo — part three

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4

description: in which your extremely hot and sexy one night stand turns out to be your son’s teacher. naturally, chaos ensues, but you might just find love as your life continues to take an unexpected turn.

warnings/tags: sexual content (18+), oral (f receiving), phone sex, mentions of past toxic relationships, thigh riding, wall sex, use of pet names (mostly angel and good girl)

w/c: 8.3k

a/n: so sorry this took a while to get out! i’ve had lots of work and just finished up traveling soooo writing this got pushed back but! that gave me time to brainstorm since i honestly never expected this story to be more than two parts LOL! but i appreciate all the love and support <3 all your comments and messages have made me so happy, and i hope you like this!

“Hey Kei-Kei!” you call out, walking out to the playground to watch your son play with his friends. It’s Friday, and of course that means fun day. You sit down at a bench crossing your arms over your chest as Kei makes his way from the slide to run up to you.

“Hey Mommy, I can play today, right?” he asks with a hopeful smile. You reach down to ruffle his hair a little, nodding.

“Yeah of course. I’ll wait here, so come to me if you need anything, okay?”

“Mhm,” he agrees, before running back to play with his friends. You smile contently, leaning back into the bench when you see a familiar figure approach from the corner of your vision.

“Hey,” Wonwoo greets cooly, sitting down next to you. It’s been a week since your fourth date, and you haven’t seen him since. Your fingers are aching to reach over and hold his hand, yet you hold your touch, glancing at Kei.

“Hi, how was your day?” you ask casually, turning to him to see him better.

“It’s great. Fridays are always great, aren’t they?”

“I guess you’re right about that. I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t happy that it was Friday,” you murmur to yourself thoughtfully before turning your attention back to Wonwoo. He’s about to respond, but then you both hear a familiar voice calling for you.

“Hey Mommy,” Kei greets, running up to you from the side without noticing Wonwoo sitting next to you. “‘m getting tired now,” he says admittedly, and you pay on your lap to invite him.

“Is that so…” you murmur, “You gonna say ‘hi’ to Mr. Jeon?” You raise your brow and crook your head toward the man next to you, Kei turning slowly to realize who it is.

“Hi Mr. Jeon!” he exclaims happily, jumping onto your lap and waving brightly at his teacher. “What’cha doing here? Aren’t you on your weekend? My mom hates being at her work when she’s started her weekend, she always complains when her boss calls her on the evenings on Fridays.” Your cheeks burn as Wonwoo laughs, and you turn away.

“Is that so?” Wonwoo asks, looking up at you with a teasing glance. “Well, I can’t say I call this work, Kei. I enjoy talking to your m—“ he pauses to glance at you. There’s something thick in the air, as if there’s a line he doesn’t know if he should cross. “—I enjoy this,” he chooses to say.

Kei, in his young innocence, doesn’t pick up on Wonwoo’s hesitance. “Hmm, okay,” he says, placing a finger on his chin as if he’s thinking.

You look down at him, placing a hand on his head. “Do you want to go home now?” you ask him, eyes flickering at Wonwoo and sending a sympathetic gaze his way—you aren’t fond of cutting your time with him so early.

“Aren’t you talking to Mr. Jeon?” Kei asks, and your heart nearly melts at his consideration.

“Yeah, but if you want to go home we will,” you reassure. Kei frowns, and Wonwoo chimes in.

“If you’re tired you should go with your mom, Kei. Playing is nice, but you should always listen to your body,” Wonwoo explains, standing up.

Kei’s frown deepens, and you furrow your brows, peering down at him. It’s not often that Kei is pouty like this, so you aren’t sure what’s going on. He’s motioning his hand for you to come close, and you figure he wants to tell you a secret. Leaning in, Kei brings his face up to your ear.

“I wanna talk to Mr. Jeon,” he whispers, and you have to bite down on your lip to hold back your grin as you pull back, giving him a small nod.

“Why don’t we talk together Wonwoo?” you suggest to the man standing next to you, and you can tell his eyes light up at the idea as he sits down.

“Yeah of course. What do you wanna talk about, Kei?” he asks, leaning an elbow on his knees to lean forward in interest.

“Okay so in class today you were talking about pie but I was wondering why you…” Kei continues to talk on his own tangent as you find yourself being into your own thoughts. Your heart swells at the sight, and it’s a wonderful reminder of just why Wonwoo is a teacher and why he has such a good reputation.

After a few minutes of Kei going back and forth with Wonwoo with his curious questions, you take note of the chilling air around you, and so does Wonwoo. “Anyways Kei, it was so nice talking to you but it’s getting a bit cold. You shouldn’t be out here for too long,” he says, standing up.

Kei pouts once more, and while you did cave once, you aren’t keen on doing it again. “He’s right Kei-Kei, I don’t want you to get sick…” you murmur, voice trailing off as you watch the look of defeat on your son’s face. A thought crosses your mind as you catch the look on Wonwoo’s face.

“Hey Kei, we can go to that restaurant tonight,” you tell him, enjoying the way his face lights up. “And…” you mumble, looking up at Wonwoo who stands above you, “maybe Mr. Jeon would like to tag along?”

Wonwoo’s eyes widen, and for a moment you’re scared that you’ve crossed the invisible line—it’s not as if you've made anything official, or talking about bringing things up with Kei, so this is all unknown territory. It’s silent, and you’re about to turn away and retract your idea before Wonwoo speaks.

“I’d like that,” he says, and you can tell he’s trying to hide your excitement. Your body courses with relief, and you look down at Kei for the final confirmation. As expected, there’s a grin adorning his face and you break out a smile of your own.

“Yay!” he squeals, hopping off from his seat on your lap. You purse your lips as you stand up and turn to Wonwoo slightly worriedly.

“Is this okay?” you ask quietly, as Kei runs across the playground to grab his backpack.

Wonwoo gives you a stern look, and you feel like you might go cozy from how intense his gaze is. “Are you okay with this?” he shoots back. “You’re his mom. Don’t do this if you don’t want,” he tells you more softly this time. “Don’t rush for me. I can wait. I will.” Your stomach tumbles at the words and implications—that Wonwoo is here, that he will be here, that he will be patient.

You let the words sink into your mind for a moment. You like Wonwoo—like really like him—and you want to tread carefully. You don’t want to make a stupid mistake by rushing into things, ruining the one good thing that’s come to you after Kei. Yet again, your gut feeling is nearly always right, and right now your gut is telling you that nothing but good can come out of this dinner between the three of you.

So that’s pretty much how you end up at your and Kei’s favorite diner, you and your son sitting side by side at the booth while Wonwoo sits across, his hands neatly folded as Kei continues to talk to him. You aren’t sure what’s possessed him—it’s really cute, honestly—but he’s never this talkative and you wonder just what it is about Wonwoo that has Kei so comfortably chatty.

“What do you like to get from here Kei?” Wonwoo asks, leaning forward in your son’s direction. Kei bounces up in his seat, pointing down at the menu, you and the man in front of you sharing a fond look before turning back to him.

“I like the chicken sandwich and the macaroni and the vanilla cake is so yummy even my mommy likes it and she doesn’t like vanilla and then I also like the chicken nuggets and—” You place a hand on his shoulder, and Kei stops to look up at you.

“Slow down, Kei-Kei,” you tell him. “One at a time, okay?”

“Okay Mommy,” Kei replies absentmindedly before turning back to Wonwoo to continue, “so then there’s chicken nuggets and I also like the milkshake and my mommy’s favorite is the fries but I don’t like them that much and I also like…”

Kei’s voice trails off in your head, your mind being pulled into some other world as the scene in front of you sinks in. You feel warm, you feel comfortable, you feel happy.

You’re floating in an off land world, and suddenly all of your worries have disappeared. All you see is bright white and three shadows. It’s a silent promise to yourself, you realize, and as you focus back on the banter between your son and your boyfriend, you become even more determined to follow through with it.

The evening ends with Kei not once halting his immersive conversation with Wonwoo, and if anything, you’re surprised that the latter still has it in him to listen so carefully and attentively. As he walks you two to your car, you’re hit with the slight disappointment that you can’t quite give him the goodbye kiss you would want to, but you both settle on sharing a long and intense few seconds of eye contact that sends you the message you both need to hear.

Arriving home, you wash yourself and Kei up, and after tucking him into bed you’re met with a text from your one and only.

i had fun

You grin.

i did too

It’s the next week, and you are once again in a rush before another date with Wonwoo. This time at least, you prepared your outfit ahead of time, but you spent maybe a little too long trying to find where you kept your favorite set of earrings which set you back about twenty minutes.

“Ugh, I’m sorry, I didn’t have time to make you guys some food,” you grumble to Jun once you have everything in your home in place, looking at your cousin exhausted.

He chuckles, “It’s alright, don’t worry, I’ll get us takeout or something.”

“I’ll make it up by making your favorite next time,” you promise, leaning against the counter. You spent the last few moments rushing around the house trying to find Kei’s stuffed animal that he insisted on having with him every night, eventually finding it stuck behind the fridge (how it ended up there, you still don’t know).

“I like the sound of that. You got a date tonight?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“So,” Jun says with an eyebrow raised. His voice is unusually teasing, and you give him a wary look as you take a sip of water. “Wonwoo, huh?”

You choke on the water, coughing and sputtering liquid everywhere over your counter as you turn to look at Jun with wide eyes. “How the fuck do you—“ you gasp out, before wheezing once more.

“He’s friends with Minghao you know,” Jun explains with a smirk as he leans back onto the fridge. “Me and him have met up a few times for dinner with friends and Kei was just telling me how you had dinner with Kei and his teacher…and so I asked for his teacher’s name and when he did it rang a bell and well…I put two and two together.”

You hardly blink as Jun finishes up his tangent, the words processing in half speed. Jun chuckles at your state, patting your shoulder lightly. “Wonwoo’s a great guy. It’s kind of funny though. How you’re like dating Kei’s teacher.”

“Shut up!” you shriek, punching his shoulder. “Don’t bring that part up, it’s embarrassing.”

“Hey, you kind of brought this upon yourself. Definitely unexpected, but I guess it’s a funny story.”

“It’s not funny,” you murmur solemnly, burying your face in your hands. “It’s so stressful Jun.”

The humorous look on your cousin’s face is now replaced with one of concern as your voice lowers. “Okay, I’m sorry for making fun of you. I’m happy you’ve found someone you like, and that he’s like, actually someone decent,” he adds, alluding to your previous past failed relationships.

Rolling your eyes, you huff, “Wonwoo is great…it’s just complicated. For Kei, you know? How am I supposed to bring things up with him, if things do end up going further.”

Jun looks up thoughtfully before responding. “I think…you should listen to your instincts. You haven’t really dated since Seojun—hey, don’t give me that look—“

“Do you have to bring him up,” you groan, throwing your head back. Jun shoots you an apologetic look but doesn’t relent.

“Look, I’m just saying that the fact that you’re even with Wonwoo right now is a good sign that you’re ready. You’ve never done anything without putting Kei first, and I know that you’re thinking about him every step of the way, so trust yourself. And Wonwoo is great—dude he’s literally a first grade teacher.”

“Yeah, I know, but he’s Kei’s teacher,” you emphasize. “Like imagine how confusing that is for him.”

“I guess, but like if you’re confident about your relationship or whatever with Wonwoo then I think you should trust that.”

“I dunno,” you sigh, walking out of the kitchen.

Jun follows behind you, placing a hand on your shoulder so you can look at him properly. “Trust me, and trust yourself. It’ll be fine.”

Fuck, you think to yourself, because you sure hope so. Chewing on the inside of your cheek, you find Kei in his room, giving him a quick hug and bidding him goodbye with a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll see you in a few hours, okay Kei-Kei?”

Focused on his own little drawing, he waves back with a small smile before turning his attention back to his drawing, saying something along the lines of, “Bye-bye Mommy!” Retreating back to the doorway where Jun stands, you check your phone for the time before picking up your purse and heading toward the door.

“Have fun with Wonwoo. I’ll be sure to ask him how it goes,” Jun says with a smirk as you turn the knob, glaring at your cousin.

“Do it and I’ll tell Minghao how you used his toothbrush on your last trip because you forgot your own,” you threaten.

Jun laughs as you walk out into the apartment hallway before worriedly calling out, “Hey you wouldn’t actually do that. Right? Right? RIGHT?!”

Wonwoo’s car is parked out in front of your building, his windows down so he can watch you walking out. When you recognize him and his car, you smile brightly and Wonwoo thinks his heart damn nearly pops out of his chest as you bound toward him.

“About time,” he greets with a smile, unlocking the doors as you approach the passenger seat. You roll your eyes at him as you open the door and slip in. Instead of responding, you choose to lean over the midrest and press a firm kiss onto Wonwoo’s lips, pulling back just as quickly as you dove in.

“Is someone complaining?” you retort, reaching back to put on your seatbelt, grinning at the way the tips of his ears turn pink and he turns back to look at the road.

“Not at all,” he replies quickly, and you’re surprised that he doesn’t sound as flustered as he looks, making it a personal goal to embarrass him just a little more the next time you have the chance.

The rest of the car ride is quiet, save for the radio playing in the background and small conversations about the view as he drives you to the spot he took you on your first date. Pulling up into the field, you grin at the familiar scene. The evening air is warm but the breeze is cool and refreshing on your skin, oranges and pinks painting the sky as you help Wonwoo take out the picnic blanket from the trunk and lay it out on a flat patch of grass.

“So,” you begin, sitting down across from him on the blanket as he pulls out some packed food. Handing you a plate, you grin, watching him settle down himself. “Jun?” you ask curiously, wondering the extent of his friendship with your cousin.

Wonwoo looks up at you with an odd look, one eyebrow raised. “Jun? What about him? You know him?” he asks all at once, causing you to giggle.

“You know him?” you counter, and he scoffs.

“Of course I know him. Him and his best friend are basically joined at the hip—he never shuts up about Jun,” Wonwoo groans as he stands up to walk back to the car to grab something.

“Minghao?” you call out, eyes trailing his figure.

“Who else, babe, who else?” Wonwoo mutters sarcastically, bringing out a bottle of champagne, much to your delight. You chuckle at his response, leaning back on your hands. “So, how do you know Jun?” he asks, sitting back down cross-legged in front of you.

“He’s my cousin,” you say casually, holding up one glass he’s brought down so he can pour you some. Wonwoo seems to falter in shock for a moment, eyes flickering at yours to confirm that you aren’t joking before pouring out the bubbling drink.

“Really? I didn’t expect that.”

“Are you surprised?”

“Hmm, I don’t know if that’s the right way to put it,” Wonwoo replies with a shrug, pouring his own glass and holding it up to yours so you can clink them together with a small ‘cheers.’ “I’m not that close with Jun. I guess you can say it’s a pleasant surprise, you know? We’re connected.” Your heart flutters at the words, scooting yourself closer to him. “How’d you know I know Jun?”

“Well,” you trail off, grabbing your fork and popping one of the fritters Wonwoo brought into your mouth, “Jun actually figured it out first. Apparently one day when he was babysitting Kei, Kei let it slip that we had dinner together and Jun asked for your name and…well he isn’t stupid so he got it.”

��Kei told him?” Wonwoo asks, and you can hear the twinge of worry in his voice. Reaching out a hand, you give him a comforting look.

“Yeah, I told him not to tell other kids at his school but obviously that doesn’t include Jun so he just mentioned it,” you explain.

“Oh thank god,” Wonwoo mutters. “Imagine the earful I’d get from the principal if word got around the parents that I was taking my student and his mother out for dinner.”

“I can imagine the earful you’d get from other moms to have their own dinners with you,” you murmur, huffing at the thought. Wonwoo gives you a funny look. “Okay don’t give me that look, you know they think you’re hot.”

“But I am hot,” Wonwoo replies smugly, and you glare at him as you pull your hand away from his to cross them over your chest.

“Whatever,” you grumble, turning your head away. Catching onto your sulky mood, Wonwoo reaches out on his own to grab your forearm to tug you towards him. You stumble over your knees a little, but within seconds his arms are steadying around your waist and pulling you next to him so you can rest your body against him.

“Okay sorry,” he tells you sincerely, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I can’t control how they think, but I can control how I think, and I think that you’re the hottest person alive.”

Your cheeks burn, and you squeeze your eyes shut in his hold. “Shut up, don’t be corny.” Wonwoo laughs, holding up a sandwich to the front of your lips, encouraging you to open up. As you heed his silent requests, Wonwoo responds.

“You know you love it.”

Mouth full, you grumble something about telling him to shut up again, which has Wonwoo laughing more.

“Can I ask you something?” he asks after some time spent finishing your food and bickering, and you can tell from the way his voice is an octave deeper that this conversation is taking a different turn.

“Yeah, of course,” you say as you shift your head to a more comfortable position on his shoulder.

“And you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to,” he adds and you furrow your eyebrows, looking up at him. His expression is unreadable, but you have an idea of where this is going.

Thinking for a moment, you reply, “It’s about Kei’s father, isn’t it?”

Wonwoo frowns. “Am I that readable?” You smirk slightly at the way his cheeks tint pink, continuing, “Like I said, you don’t have to answer. I’m just curious.”

“No it’s okay, you deserve to know,” you quickly tell him, shyly adding the last part before turning back to look at the meadows in front of you. “Since you’re like, actually my boyfriend now.”

“Are you sure?”

“Wonwoo,” you breath out with a chuckle.

“Okay, okay, sorry just tell me.”

“Kei’s father and I dated in high school and college, but it was mostly on and off. It was weird. He was kind of weird.”

“Weird?” Wonwoo asks, raising a brow.

“We just didn’t match. Would get into arguments and break up over stupid shit and get back together for god-knows-why,” you explain, reaching for one of Wonwoo’s hands to play with as you recount the story. He lets his hand relax as you run the pads of your fingers over his palm, tracing them over the lines absentmindedly as you recount.

It’s a story that you haven’t often had to tell—you haven’t had anyone to tell—and the words feel odd on your tongue. The story of you and Seojun—no, actually, it’s the story of you and Kei—is one that you’ve mauled over in your mind for the past five years, spending endless tears to the point where even if you wanted to cry right now, you wouldn’t be able to.

“What’s this guy’s name by the way?” Wonwoo asks, interrupting your thoughts.

“Why do you wanna know?” you ask teasingly. “Gonna kick his ass or something?”

“I might,” he responds playfully, suddenly holding your hand that’s playing with his, bringing it close to the warmth of his body.

“Seojun. I think me getting pregnant was his kind of reality check that he wasn’t meant to be, as ironic as that sounds. Probably realized that fatherhood wasn’t for him, and so I wasn’t either,” you chuckle to yourself, and for the first time in a while, you laughing at yourself isn’t bitter, it’s light-hearted.

“I’m sorry,” Wonwoo tells you sincerely, and you can tell when you look up at him that his eyes are searching for the right words to say. “That must have been hard—to go through that alone.”

“I managed. I had Jun helping me anyways.” There’s a silence, and you feel there’s more Wonwoo wants to ask, yet he’s holding his tongue. You realize now that this might be an awkward topic for him to ask about, and you squeeze his hand tightly in reassurance. “Is there anything else you want to know? I told you, I’ll tell you what you want to know.”

Wonwoo sighs, looking down at you with an expression that is more solemn than anything. “I don’t want to probe.”

“You’re not. I’d want to know too,” you clarify. “I’m not upset about this or anything. I got over it a long, long time ago, so this isn’t really like an uncomfortable topic for me. Honestly, I was never even upset about Seojun in the first place, I was just upset that Kei wouldn’t have a dad.”

“What does Kei know, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Nothing really. I guess he’s kind of aware that most people have two parents,” you murmur. “He doesn’t ask any questions though, I’m not sure why.”

“Kei’s smart,” Wonwoo tells you, letting go of your hand to run it through your hair soothingly. “Both academically and emotionally. Maybe he just knows when and where he should ask certain questions.”

“He’ll have to know sooner or later. I’m guessing later it is,” you say, rubbing your eyes a little from having them open for too long. “I guess this just makes my job easier. I have more time to think about it.” A thought crosses your mind, and you look up at Wonwoo with wide eyes. “Why do you want to know all this? I don’t mind, I’m just curious.”

Wonwoo chews on his lip, and you take a mental image (fuck, he looks hot, but now isn’t the time for that), before he responds, “Well you know I’m serious about you,” he begins to explain, and right off the bat do you feel something bubble up in your stomach—butterflies. “I just wanted to know the situation with Kei, so I have an idea of where that places me, you know?” You can tell he’s trying to be casual about it but the slight waver in his voice gives away his anxiousness.

“Mhm,” you agree. “It’s confusing, for me too. I think we should just go with the flow. If you really want to know more though,” you say, tossing him a playful glance, “Seojun isn’t going to come back any time soon. Or ever, for that matter, so you don’t have much to worry about.”

“Not much…so there’s still stuff to worry about?” Wonwoo chuckles nervously.

“Well you still gotta get through Kei—he’s the toughest judge, you know?”

“Is that so?” Wonwoo murmurs. “I guess I’ll have to start picking favorites in class now.”

“What a biased teacher!” you gasp dramatically, pulling back from his hold to turn and face him. “I’ll have to report you to the principal!” You crawl into the spot in front of him and place your hands on his chest, pushing him lighty.

Wonwoo grins, circling his hands around your wrists in front of him before replying, “Can you seriously blame me? I’m pretty sure every teacher would have favorites if their students had moms as hot as you.”

Your face burns and you drop your head to his shoulder so Wonwoo can wrap his arms around your torso and pull you onto his lap. “Ugh, you got me there,” you murmur, pulling back and placing your hands on his shoulders before swooping down for a kiss.

It hardly takes more than ten seconds before his tongue is sliding into your mouth, your hips pushing down to meet Wonwoo’s pelvis in an erratic mess. He’s pulling back just as quickly as he dove in, and the feeling of his lips leaving yours makes your head go dizzy.

“While I do love this, I don’t like the idea of doing anything in the car again,” he says casually, putting some space between you two. You frown, but nod along.

“So…” your voice trails off and you’re giving him that look and Wonwoo thinks he might just go insane.

He sighs, pursing his lips into a smile. “So…I guess this just means I’ll have to take you to my place. Again,” he adds, referencing the first night you two spent together after the club. You grin at his words, scrambling off of him and quickly trying to grab the picnic blanket to put back into his car.

“What a shame,” you reply sarcastically as Wonwoo hops up too, the tent in his boxers being ever so prominent. You force yourself to tear away your lustful gaze on the sight and turn back to the car.

Wonwoo gives you a warning look. “You don’t want to?”

“N-no! I never said that,” you mumble, shoving the blanket into the back seat before slipping into the passenger seat. Wonwoo trails slowly behind you, getting into the spot next to you as he starts the engine.

He scoffs, backing into the road. “That’s what I thought.”

As soon as the door shuts behind you when you enter his apartment, Wonwoo is trapping your frame between him and the wall. Your back being pressed up against the wood has the air of your lungs forced out of you and into his mouth as he leans down for a fervent kiss. Whining, you wind your arms around his neck, pressing his lips even harder into yours.

Your tongues meet in a sloppy mess but somehow your uncoordinated movements mesh perfectly in a hot mix of saliva and desperation. This is what you’ve been waiting for, you think.

It’s hard not being able to touch him, kiss him, hold him whenever you want. It’s hard not being able to mark him as yours whenever you please. You know Wonwoo is yours, yes, but it’s hard to hold yourself back when you see him from the corner of your vision when you pick Kei up from school.

Desperate nights in the middle of the week where you stand in the shower, hot water running down your even hotter body, and shove a hand between your thighs as you try to mimic how Wonwoo’s fingers curl into you in all the right ways.

It never feels the same, never, but the mental image of Wonwoo when you’re between his legs, cock stuffed in your mouth, is enough to bring you to the edge. Only barely, of course, and the aftermath of your orgasm always has you leaning against the cool tile in shame and desire.

You couldn’t control yourself one night, calling Wonwoo up at the dangerously horny hour of 11 p.m., not really expecting him to pick up. When he did, you nearly jumped in ecstasy before the breath caught in your throat when he asked if everything’s okay in that sweet tone of his and—fuck—you’re really fucking desperate.

When you bashfully admitted that you were needy, that you were ‘thinkin’ ‘bout him,’ Wonwoo had asked you, ‘thinkin’ about what baby?’ to which you meekly confessed that you were in dire need to feel him, feel the stretch, feel his cock.

He chuckled, and that was your plunge into reality—realization that you fucking called Wonwoo when you were supposed to be asleep, nearly begging him to get you off some way, some how, confessing to him that he’s the only way you can have an orgasm that’s actually worthwhile. Realizing how insane you might have sounded, you almost hung up, but then there was Wonwoo talking and his voice was an octave lower and there were sparks flying through your body.

Wonwoo, all low and hoarse, was murmuring filthy words through the phone, demanded that you stick your pretty fingers in, and rub your clit like the good girl you are until his voice alone was throwing you off the edge. You spasmed around your fingers while Wonwoo worked you through on the other end, whispering praise and sweet nothings until epiphany hit and you started apologizing profusely to him for being needy.

That night, Wonwoo assured you that it was okay. That it was okay you were so needy you needed to beg him for his help to make you cum. That it was okay you couldn’t be patient for him like a good girl. Tonight, you aren’t sure how much of honesty was laced in those words, at least, not with the words he’s spilling into your ear now.

Pinning your hands above your head in a tight hold, Wonwoo mutters, “You’ve been wanting this, huh?”

“W-Wonwoo, fuck,” you gasp when he latches his mouth to your neck, sucking and biting until there are are deep red and purple marks that are bruising your skin. Swiping his tongue over the tinted skin, you feel every part of your body throbbing, aching under his touch.

“Thinkin’ about me in the night,” he continues, letting go of your hands so you can let them fall to his head, gripping tightly onto his hair. Wonwoo brings his own arms to your waist, hiking them up your shirt and looping them through your belt loops to yank down your shorts. You shuffle your feet out of the loose clothing, managing nothing more than a moan when he wedges a thigh between your legs.

The hard muscle flexes through the denim of his jeans, Wonwoo’s hands on your waist helping you grind your throbbing core down on him. “Wonwoo,” you choke out, grabbing aimlessly at his shirt, tugging, pulling—anything to get it out of the way. It’s the first time you two have done anything since your first date, and it’s been even longer since you’ve seen him shirtless, thinking back to your first fateful night together. You briefly ponder on how things have changed in only a matter of a few months since then, and the rush of it all has you feeling dizzy and your knees growing weak as you lazily rock your hips against Wonwoo’s thigh, watching him peel his shirt off.

You suck in a break when you catch sight of the valleys and mountains of his chest—the curves that hug him so well and the abs that trail below, causing your eyes to be directed at the filthy v-line which disappears under the waistband of his jeans. “Like what you see?” Wonwoo grins, grabbing your chin and pushing you into a kiss as he slips one hand under your shirt. You choose to help him out when you pull away, quickly pulling the shirt over your head, letting it fall to the ground.

“Of course I like what I see,” you say without a hint of shame, your words coming out in pants as you feel a low pleasure grow as Wonwoo starts to bounce his thigh slightly. You whine when he lets his thigh fall, feet hitting the ground as you swivel your body in hopes to chase the feeling, causing him to chuckle at you.

“Patience angel, you’ll get what you want soon enough,” he eases, pulling away from your body slightly.

You pout. “And how do you know what I want?” you retort, immediately regretting your bratty choice of words as Wonwoo narrows his eyes at you. He doesn’t say anything as he sinks to his knees in front of you, watching you give him a confused look.

Tapping on one of your thighs, you lift it slightly only for Wonwoo to grab it and throw it over his shoulder, the realization that his face is dangerously close to your cunt finally sinking in. “Huh…” he breaths out, bringing his lips close to your soiled panties. “You don’t want this then?” he murmurs, not breaking eye contact with you throughout.

“N-n-no, I do,” you say hurriedly, shifting your position slightly so that you can balance yourself better against the wall. Your other leg has its heel pressed into Wonwoo’s back, and if it’s hurting him, he doesn’t say a thing. All either of you can really focus on right now is the smell of your arousal intoxicating Wonwoo’s system, and the intense gaze of his eyes on yours.

“Good girl,” he mumbles, and you press your eyes tight because you feel you might cum at the sight alone.

“Wonwoo, fuck—ple—”

Wonwoo shuts you up real tight when he licks a hot stripe over your panties, and you cry out his name from the unexpected pleasure. Fingers flying down, you grip on his hair tight, causing him to groan into your clothed cunt.

“Easy, angel,” he warns, but you can tell he doesn’t really care. Not when he only rewards your behavior by sliding the soaked fabric aside, revealing your slick folds to the cool air around you. “Holy shit, you’re dripping,” Wonwoo mutters, and your ears burn at the comment.

“D-don’t stare,” you mutter out, breaking your eyes away from Wonwoo under you, the scene causing your entire body to heat up.

“Can’t help it. So pretty,” he tells you, bringing one hand up to rub against the folds. “Can’t believe this is all it takes to make you a mess…” “Wonwoo—”

He continues, “Just lettin’ you fuck yourself on my thigh for a minute and you’re already so ready for me…”

“Shit—”

Wonwoo looks up at you with dreamy eyes. “You deserve a reward, don’t you think?”

“God yes.”

Wonwoo smothers himself in your folds as soon as the words of confirmation leave your lips, and the rush is so strong you’re in awe at how you don’t fall. Tangling your fingers in his hair once more, you let yourself grind down onto his face as his tongue digs through your wetness, tasting—exploring.

He goes back and forth, taking a few moments to let his tongue run through your folds before moving his mouth up and wrapping his lips around your clit. He throws out some flicks of his tongue and then sucks hard, causing you to slam your hand over your mouth to prevent any one of his neighbors from hearing such ungodly sounds.

“Don’t do that,” Wonwoo growls, halting his work on you to glare up at you.

“Sorry,” you squeak out, letting your hand fall to your side as you chew on your lip at the sight of his lips and chin all glossy and wet from your wetness.“Angel,” he mumbles before diving back and bringing his own hand up to rub against your hole. He teases for a few moments before catching the way your voice wavers when you beg for more, deciding to plunge in two fingers at once. He’s knuckles deep from the get-go, giving you hardly a moment to adjust to the overwhelming amount of pleasure before he’s easing them in and out of your tight cunt.

Between the thrusts of his hand, he’s curling his fingers against your walls just as he did a few weeks ago in his car—it's been so long since then that if you weren’t so dizzy from pleasure, you’d be amazed at how he still remembers just what gets you to your orgasm embarrassingly fast.

“Wonwoo—fuck,” you moan when he sucks against your clit while finger fucking you mercilessly. “K-keep doing that—’m gonna cum—fuck, gonna cum!” you cry out in shock as you feel your belly tighten up when he’s hitting that one spot inside of you that has your knees buckling.

Wonwoo only hums against your clit but that’s enough—with the vibrations and his warm tongue and his fat fingers, you’re writhing against the wall as he rides you through the orgasm that you’ve been aching for for weeks.

Coming down from your much awaited high, Wonwoo slowly slips out his fingers out of you, and you finally notice the way your arousal not only coats his hand, but drips down into a filthing fucking mess all over his forearms. Slightly appalled with how dirty this all is, you lift your hands from his hair as he starts to stand up, bringing them to cover your face.

“What the fuck,” you murmur with a hoarse voice, only releasing your own cheeks when Wonwoo forcefully grabs your wrists and yanks them down.

“Stop,” he instructs, before cupping your cheeks himself and kissing you deeply so you can taste your wetness on his tongue. “That was hot,” he says casually as your eyes rake over his body, finally landing on the bulge that pressed against your stomach.

“Felt so good…” you praise, hands ghosting over the imprint of his cock over his jeans, drinking in the sight of his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. “Can I repay the favor?” Wonwoo watches you intently for a few moments and then shakes his head, causing a frown to make its way onto your face.

“Wanna fuck you,” he clarifies, and the crude choice of words has your cunt clenching and gushing once more. “So where do you want it…” Wonwoo asks before listing his offers, “bed, couch, counter…?”

Your vision trails over his apartment that you haven't ever really had the chance to look at properly at his place. You aren't really keen on doing any inspecting now though, especially now that an interesting thought comes to mind. “Can we…can we do it here?”

Wonwoo looks at you like he just fell in love at this moment, and in his head, he thinks he might have just done exactly that. “You're insane,” he grunts, unbuckling his belt and shoving his boxers and jeans down in one go. His cock springs free, and you can’t control the way you instantly grab out for him, fingers scooping out the leaked precum as it swipes over the tip. He curses lowly under his breath, grabbing one of your legs to hook it around his toned torso.

Wrapping your hands around his neck, you pull him down for a sweet kiss as he slides his fat cock through your folds as a way to lube himself up in your slick. “You’re insane,” you finally shoot back, lifting yourself on your tippy toes so it’s easier for Wonwoo to line himself up with your entrance.

He’s pausing with his tip barley inside you, reading your face. “You ready?” When you nod up at him with thick lashes, you certainly aren’t expecting him to pull you down onto him, and you’re even further shocked out how he pushes up into you simultaneously, his cock filling you up balls deep in one go.

“Wonwoo!” you cry out, head thrown back as it hits the wall. The pain on the crown of your head is dull, but the stretch you feel from your cunt overtakes anything else you might be able to feel in your body. Your thighs tremble as Wonwoo stills, his rough fingers rubbing gentle circles onto your waist and ass as peers down at you, allowing your pussy to relax around him.

He’s big. He’s big and his cock is fat and the tip is already kissing your cervix yet the pain is addicting and you want—you need more. “Wonwoo,” you repeat, looking up at him with big doe eyes that have his insides churning in fondness. “More…can you give me more…please?”

Wonwoo grips your waist tightly, and you can tell he’s holding back. “Angel—”

“You said you wanted to fuck me, Wonwoo, right?” you plead needily, weakly moving your hips towards his to chase the feeling on your own. He stops you, gripping your hips so tight there’ll probably be bruises the next morning.

“So needy,” he grunts, and you think he might just get irritated with you but then he’s pulling his hips back and before you know it, his cock is ramming back into you. Back arching off the wall, your jaw goes slack and you can’t even find the voice to say a thing.

Each time Wonwoo slams back into you after a painfully slow drag of his cock, he punctuates the slap of skin against skin with a deep, guttural groan and low mutters of your name and angel, whispering broken sentences about how good you feel and how you’re squeezin’ him so good.

Your body throttles against the wall with each snap of his hips, and if you were in your right mind, you honestly would have complained about the faint pain. The thing is though, that you aren’t in you’re right mind.

You aren’t thinking clearly, and it’s because Wonwoo has successfully fucked you dumb. So dumb you can’t think, can’t speak, can’t complain, can’t think anything but Wonwoo Wonwoo Wonwoo.

“God, making a mess on my dick, huh angel?” Wonwoo coos as his thrusts become more sporadic. You’re clenching him so incredibly thigh, warm and gummy walls hugging him so incredibly tight that he thinks it’s a miracle he hasn’t cum yet.

The only noise echoing through his apartment is the squelching of juices that mixes where his cock meets your cunt, skin slapping against skin, and soft pants for hair, until finally you’re tightening your hold around him, moaning, “Wonwoo fuck—I can’t—fuck—feels too good.”

“God, fuck, I can tell, you’re so fucking tight—squeezing me like a vise,” Wonwoo moans into your ear. “Finest fucking pussy, I swear,” and the words are so filthy yet so sweet that it has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, nails digging into his back.

“Wonwoo,” you intend to cry out, but the syllables fall just short of a whisper when he pulls you down and rams his cock up into you so hard it’s punching the air out of your lungs. Bringing his hand down, Wonwoo roughly rubs at your clit as he stills himself inside of you while rocking yourself against him, twitching at all the stimulation that’s being thrown your way.

You cum, and you just know that this has been the best orgasm of your life. Pleasure hits you like a truck and you’re left almost crying, your entire body shaking against Wonwoo’s who bites down on his bottom lip so hard it nearly draws blood.

Feeling you cum around him, your wetness coating his thighs and pelvis, as you whine out his name in your moment of heightened pleasure, intimacy, vulnerability has Wonwoo’s vision going foggy and heart growing in his chest. The second he senses your orgasm has finally withered away, he’s pulling out and fervently jerking himself off as you stand limply, the only thing holding you up being the force of Wonwoo’s body pinning you to the wall.

But now, you’re both exhausted and your leg around him loosens so you fall to your knees. Your face landing right in front of his pretty tip, and you focus your hazy vision on the full length of his cock. With your position from before, you couldn’t really look at it without craning your neck at an unnatural angel but now…

Now you can see his dick up close and in all its glory while simultaneously watching Wonwoo fall apart in front of you. Bringing up a hand to help him out, you wrap it around the base of his cock and massage his balls with the other hand as you lift yourself on your knees and open your mouth wide, not once breaking eye contact.

“You’re so beautiful,” Wonwoo grunts one last time with a few sloppy flicks of his wrist and then his eyes are shut tight, eyebrows pinched together as hot white ropes paint your face. Some lands on your tongue, some on your cheek, some on your chin, and you lap up what you can as you watch Wonwoo ride out his own orgasm with a few last pumps of his cock.

When he finally opens his eyes, he’s met with the sight of you running your tongue over your lower lip to scoop up his cum, and he feels he might get hard just again by watching you. Taking a deep breath, he steps back, holding out an arm for you. Reaching up, you’re taken aback by how frail you feel when he pulls you up and you stumble into his arms, an ache beginning to take its spot in your lower body.

“Are you okay?” Wonwoo finally speaks when he hears you let out a small gasp of pain. He’s walking slowly, leading you in his arms to a room which you now recall as his bedroom. Wonwoo pushes you backwards until the back of your knees hit the bed and you fall back, the tall man flopping on top of you.

“Mhm,” you finally respond, letting him roll over or lay beside you. “A little bit sore,” you add, and you hit his bicep when you hear him trying to muffle a laugh. “Is my pain funny to you,” you grumble.

Wonwoo shakes his head, turning to face you. “Of course not,” he tells you, but the smug smile on his face doesn’t match with his words. You narrow your eyes, and he continues, “Okay. Maybe it makes me a little happy.”

“My pain makes you happy?!”

“It just means my dick game is great!” You huff, turning away, and Wonwoo laughs, spooning you from behind before saying, “Okay I’m joking. Are you in a lot of pain?” He presses kisses into your shoulder, light and feathery as he awaits your response,

“Not a lot…” you murmur, scooting your body closer to his. “Feels kinda good…” you admit, and you damn near feel him smile into your skin at that comment.

“You sure? Anything you want me to do?” Wonwoo asks sincerely. Turning over to face him you purse your lips.

“Buy me cake before dropping me off?” you suggest, before thoughtfully adding, “and extra cuddles?”

Wonwoo grins, kissing you sweetly. “Cake and cuddles it is.”

Which is how you end up getting dropped off at your house two hours later with cupcakes in your hands for Jun and Kai. Helping Kai sit down at the table to serve him the dessert, you catch Jun giving you a funny look.

“Why’re you walking like that?”

Your face burns and you avert your gaze quickly and then Jun is laughing, picking up his phone and texting someone. “Who are you texting?” you demand, walking up to him in an attempt to grab his phone. He pulls it away quickly, dangling it above your head.

“No one,” he says in a sing-song voice.

“Liar.”

“It’s just Hao.”

“What’re you telling him?!” you nearly shriek before lowering your voice, looking back at Kei who is still happily eating his cupcake.

“I’m just telling him Wonwoo’s date went well! He was curious.”

“How’d he know?!”

“I told him, of course,” Jun deadpans. You roll your eyes, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Well did I lie?”

You glare at Jun before biting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from smiling. Because as much as you’d like to strangle Jun right now, he in fact, did not lie, and the way you giddily text Wonwoo, ‘i had fun,’ tonight when you go to bed is testament to that fact.

a/n: im sorry i had to rush the ending idk i am not super happy but .... :/ the next update might take just around the same amount of time because i have a lot going on right now, but i hope you all enjoyed what ive written so far :c please like and comment and reblog, they literally make me so happy! anyways, i hope you enjoyed and please have a nice day <3

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aspenthewriter · 5 months

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hi! i was wondering if you could do some nsfw headcannons or a fic for a fem reader with velvet? if not that's ok!!

cruising down the street in my lam- HMMM?? A note I see.. let’s open it!!

“Hi! I was wondering if you could do some nsfw headcannons or a fic for a fem reader with velvet? If not that’s okay!”

WHY OF COURSE ANON!!!

AGED UP‼️🔞

Fandom: Trolls 3/Band together

warnings: Nsfw.. nsfw alphabet to be specific- idk what else you’d put here-

pairing: velvet x Fem! Reader

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

She makes sure your okay before doing anything else, she’ll run a bath and clean you up, then she’ll get your favorite snacks and some water while you sit there cuddling and watching a movie (ik she’s full of herself but she’s probably love drunk rn okay!)

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

thighs. Thighs. THIGHS. She loves your thighs. She loves squishing them, probably gives them small kisses and bites before and after she eats you out

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

loves seeing her fingers coated in your cum after she completely fingered your raw hole into oblivion

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

she has an entire album saved on her phone and an actually photo album of pictures of you while she pleases you

she’ll never tell you about them or show them to you

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

she’s probably doesn’t know exactly what she’s doing but she will find out what spots make you shudder under her touch and which ones don’t

she knows how to please you, in EVERY. SINGLE. WAY.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

missionary, she loves seeing your face as she pleases you to no end

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

she’ll crack some light hearted jokes but overall she’s more serious

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

Probably doesn’t like the feeling of any hair being on her other than her hair and eyebrows so she’s just cleanly shaven

so bald asf (like her forehe-)

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

EXTREMELY ROMANTIC

lights up candles and plays music in the background

rose pedals are all over the bed and she kisses you with such passion as she thinks of all the things she’ll do to you

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

not one to masturbate tbh

like if she’s really needy and your away or something then she’d probably do it to get some form of release but other than that nope

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise kink. She loves giving you praise as well as you giving her praise, she’ll tell you how good your doing for her while you tell her how good she’s making you feel

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

bedroom or bathroom

she doesn’t like the feeling or the thought of doing it anywhere else

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

wear anything purple and lacey and your not gonna walk for a little bit

she loves the look of Lacey lingerie on your body

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

she’ll never hurt you, the thought of hurting you just makes her head spin (not in a good way)

call her mommy and she’s done for the day, probably ignores you for weeks

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

she loves giving it, the only thing she prefers to receive is gifts

she’ll eat you out like she’s been starved for days, weeks, months doesn’t matter she’s EATING YOU OUTTT

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

depends how your feeling, if your in a more saddened mood then she’ll go slow and senual

While if your a little bratty she’s rough, she’ll fuck that attitude right out of you

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

she only likes quickies if they’re before a show, she probably started thinking of little scenarios while getting ready and a really nasty one popped in her mind so now she has to put those fantasies into reality

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

she’ll experiment just depends with what.

Fucking Out in a public? Maybe but it’ll take a lot of convincing

trying a threesome or an open relationship? Hell no she wants you all to herself

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

she can last a whileeeee

10 round max (like an hour each round)

Really depends how long you can last

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

omg yes! STRAP ON BABY!!! Besties fr

probably owns like 10 vibrators, specifically for you

it’s all for you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

she’ll be so unfair

she’ll edge you on until your practically begging for her to touch you

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

Quiet moans, not too loud but still loud enough for you to hear

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

she’ll fuck you against her vanity before veneer comes back from giving people unibrows and when veneer does come back and your a sweaty mess she’ll play it off as if nothing happened while he was away

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

uhh wtf do I put for this?- I guess we can talk about the dildos she uses on tou

she has about 3 big ones, 9.5 inch’s, 10.8 inch’s, and 12.3 inch’s

then 2 medium size ones, 6.4 inch’s, and 7.3 inch’s

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?

medium sex drive, not too high, not too low, she’ll fuck you whenever but she’s not like a feral fuck machine

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

won’t sleep until she knows your taken care of, when you are she falls asleep so fast, cradling your body with her long arms, sweet kissing on your forehead before she slips off into dream land

HOLY FUCK- this was rushed- it’s fucking 2am and I need sleep

hope yall enjoyed it.. anyways bye yall :3

-Aspen out

#velvet trolls #velvet and veneer #velvet x reader #trolls band together #trolls 3 #smut #headcanon

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yunjinkisses · 4 months

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huh yunjin x 6th member f reader ⭐️

what is ahead: nsfw , strap on, humiliation , degradation,praise , mommy kink,hair pulling,unnie kink,and pet names! (reader receiving , yunjin giving)

ENJOY!

alright let’s try it again five six seven eight!

chaewon was getting us to practice over and over until we got it perfect,even though it was already perfect ,her words not mine . but it was kind of exhausting

“come on chaewon unnie don’t you think we can have a break?”

“okay fine , sorry i just don’t wanna mess it up!,i mean our preformance is tomorrow ! “

she did have a point ,but everyone still got excited and let out a sigh of relief

“thanks chae unnie !!”

yunjin hung back to get her phone that was playing music from the speakers,i waited for her as everyone left,as usual,none of the members had known we were dating,because everyone would flip out

“hey y/n think you can do a favor for me?”

“of course jinnie,what’s up?”

“you know when we’re in private you can just call me jen ,right?

“force of habit sorry jen,but what’s up?”

yunjin then got closer to me and cornered me to the wall , i was sweating a lot , and really nervous

“jen what a-are you doing , we’re in the practice r-room..”

“as long as you’re quiet,nobody will know ,darling~”

she than started to kiss my neck , making my breath hitch,and get shallow ,breathy moans started to come out my mouth ,i quickly covered my mouth with my hand

“jen p-please..”

“please what? use your words..”

“please fuck m-me..”

“that’s a good girl~”

she started to take my clothes off slowly,and than place kisses down my body

“jennn please .. i can’t take it anymore…”

“be patient or else i’ll fuck you in front of everyone else,ok?”

“mhm..”

“we’ll do you want me here?”

she pointed to my chest and i just moved my head in a no motion

“orr here?”

she than trailed her fingers down to my panties that were the only things left on my body..

i swiftly nodded

“use your words baby”

“y-yes … i want you inside me…”

“as you wish~”

she than pushed my panties to the side and plunged two fingers inside of me , making me moan loudly,quickly i slapped my hand over my mouth as she moved in and out of me

“do you like that baby? like mommy moving inside of your pretty cunt? all wet and tight for mommy~”

“m-mhm!”

is all i could mutter out without moaning a bit louder

“come on use your words for mommy!”

“yes mommy i-i love it!”

i felt my walls tighten around jen’s fingers

“jen..fuck! m-gnna c-cum!”

she than pulled out of me

“jen what the fuck?”

“don’t worry baby i have a surprise for you!”

she than pulled out a 10 inch strap from her sports bag

“j-jen b-but i-i mean we’ve never-“

“don’t worry baby,i’ll make it fit~”

her words made me even wetter,i could have just came then and there.

she positioned me to face the wall,doggystyle basically,hands on the wall,and well yeah

“you ready to take mommy’s cock?”

“i’m r-ready..”

i had barely any time to say anything else before she put it all inside me , i let out a loud moan and put one of my hands over my mouth

“f-fuck unnie..it’s so big..”

“did you just call me unnie?”

“n-no..”

“keep doing that..i like it..”

“o-okay u-unnie..”

she than started to thrust into me a bit fast

“h-harder…”

“don’t fucking tell me what to do slut , keep talking and you’ll be getting fucked in front of everyone like i promised.”

she still went faster and harder ,making me moan louder ,and more ,making my legs shake

“fuck! unnie m-m close!”

“fucking slut. you gonna cum? well you don’t get to cum until i count to down to 1 from 3 okay bitch.”

“o-okay..”

“three”

she thrusted harder

“two”

and harder

“unnie fuck!”

she than came close to my ear and whispered

“cum for unnie~”

and than thrusted one last time inside of me

i moaned out unnies name,loudly,forgetting about the others ,not caring anymore.

“good job y/n/n , let’s go get you cleaned up now,unless you want me to clean you with my tongue?”

“m-mhm..”

“looks like we have a visitor~”

my heart stopped and my eyes looked over to the door to see chaewon coming back to get her bag

“u-uhm h-hi..”

“hi chae unnie! care to enjoy a free show?”

“i-i d-dunno uhm-“

“don’t worry me and y/n are completely willing to do it in front of you~”

i nodded no in jen’s lap not making eye contact with anyone but jen,as she had her hand on my chin making me look at her pretty face

god did i get lucky..

she put her strap inside me once again making me bounce up and down on it in front of chaewon

“m-mmphm u-unnie t-too much..”

“you know the safe word..just say it than~”

i stayed silent

“that’s what i thought you dirty slut.”

she made me bounce up and down up and down over and over again as tears fell down from my eyes from the overstimulation

she than pulled my hair hard,making me scream out moaning her name

“AH! JEN~ HARDER!~”

“awh that’s not very classy of you,we have a guest ,you should at least try to be respectful in front of her!”

she just pulled my hair harder and thrusted harder into me

“fucking slut.”

she than pulled my face into a kiss , as i moaned in between kisses,barely able to breathe from moaning so much

“come on baby,pose for our guest ,so she can take a nice picture of you~”

without thinking my eyes rolled back and my tongue flew out , as i made a face for chaewon

“good girl! giving our guest a good show i see~”

“u-unnie m-mhm! g-gonna c-cum!~”

jen whispered into my ear

“cum for the camera”

i came onto her strap,moaning her name out once again,cumming even harder this time

“hope you enjoyed the show chaewon!~”

chaewon was left stunned as she put her phone away,left in a pool of wetness in her own panties , as yunjin carried me out to our room as i was exhausted …

#huh yunjin smut #huh yunjin #yunjinkisses #yunjin #le sserafim smut #le sserafim #chaewon #wlw post #wlw ns/fw #wlw #kpop gg #kpop icons

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riptideripley · 5 months

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Muscle Mommy

summary:Abby notices the contact name you picked just for her.

wrd count:1,968

a/n:bottom top abby👀

You and Abby had been childhood friends since you could remember. She was like a best friend to you,but truth be told you had a major crush on her. Only your shared friend Ellie knew,keeping it a secret the best she could just like you did when she told you she liked Dina.

It was a regular day for the three of you,going to a local park that you had found. Ever since this place you all called home got infected and finally fixed,things felt peaceful for once. Ellie had left Dina to herself,bringing the baby along with you two so Dina could relax. “Hi JJ” you spoke excitedly,taking the baby out of Ellie’s arms holding him close to you. You treated that baby like he was your own at times when they needed a break from everything,it became a true tradition. Abby smiled softly at your mothering nature,she loved that about you. You cared for everyone and every living thing. Through everything you two went through together that never changed about you.

Once her and Ellie had finally settled their differences,they were brought closer through you. Both of them grew up with you and didn’t want any tension. You quickly turned your attention to a giggly squealing Ellie,who was currently being tickled to death by Abby. “J-Jesus Abby!” Ellie spoke through small giggles,making JJ start giggling as well. You smiled at this and laughed at the two,seeing them bond made your soul happy. Abby eventually let Ellie go,carefully taking JJ from your hands. Abby had MAJORRRR baby fever,so when she got close enough to Ellie and Dina to the point were they let her hold JJ she was extremely happy. You glanced over at Ellie who giggled softly,slyly pushing you closer to Abby who seemed to not notice. You found yourself staring at her muscles,like usual. Her tight black shirt did not help the fact that they were practically screaming to be let free from her shirt. Ellie caught onto your staring and cleared her throat,”Sooo,(your name) how is everything with your boyfriend?” she spoke. Right..your boyfriend. Truth be told things between you two were getting rough and you couldn’t stand being with him,you wanted Abby. But Abby’s sexuality was..confusing. You,Ellie,and Dina couldn’t tell if she was straight or a full on lesbian. She looked the part but she was with owen..was. You never questioned why they broke up,Ellie did though. She was too curious not to ask like she’s always been. Turns out she wasn’t into Owen as much as she thought she was,plus he cheated.

“Things are..ok I guess” you spoke after thinking about how the fuck you were gonna respond to that question. Abby could tell something was wrong and looked at you,confused and concerned. “What do you mean you guess? Is he cheating?” Abby asked,carefully watching your facial expressions. “Yeah..but don’t worry Abs,I can handle everything on my own I promise” you spoke reassuring her,you knew how crazy and overprotective she was over you. You were the closet person she had and she wouldn’t dare let someone hurt you.

Ellie checked her phone,seeing it was a message in the groupchat you four(Dina included) had made. Naturally you checked your phone as it went off,forgetting how close Abby was to your side. It was a message from Dina,asking if any of you three needed something since she was on the way to pick up JJ. Abby glanced over at your phone unintentionally and was caught completely off guard. Due to the conversation you four had last night showing up,Abby saw her contact name..“Muscle Mommy👀”. She truly didn’t know how to react and chose to ignore it,feeding JJ some of the baby puffs.

Dina eventually showed up with water and a bottle of beer in hand for Ellie,the water being for you and Abby. “Thanks honey” Ellie spoke smiling as she took the beer,giving JJ a small kiss on his forehead as Dina took him. Abby saw you struggling a little to get your water open,taking it from your hand. Purposely she flexed her muscles a tad when opening your water,your eyes quickly flickering to her arms. “Here you go cupcake” she handed you the water smiling innocently,watching you slightly blush. Ellie seem to slightly catch on and chuckled to herself,downing some of the beer. “Jeez Ells,whose taking you home after that?” “Oh shut it Abby,you know you’re taking me home.” Ellie spat at her,rolling her eyes. You giggled and drank some of you water,glancing down at Abby’s arm once again. You three sat there on the swing set talking and just blabbering about whatever came to mind for the next hour,taking time to catch up on everything.

Time passed quickly and soon enough you three were all in Abby’s car,passing a joint between the three of you as she drove to drop Ellie back off at home. Abby was always careful when it came to smoking while driving,she valued you and Ellie too much not to. Eventually y’all had arrived to Ellie and Dina’s shared home,Ellie stumbling out of the car making you and Abby laugh. Dina signed a thank you to Abby which she signed you’re welcome back. You always wondered when the two of them had time to learn sign language but never questioned it. As soon as Ellie left,the tension rose between you two.

“Muscle mommy huh?” she broke the silence with a question,watching your face through the mirror. She smiled watching you slowly realize what she was talking about,blush creeping to your cheeks ears turning red. You were already high,so was she. Abby suddenly pulled over into a secluded empty parking lot,crawling into the backseat with you. She suddenly pulled you onto her lap,grabbing your chin so you wouldn’t look away. “Abby..” you whined,shifting around on her lap feeling something poking your already wet throbbing cunt. “I’ll give you everything you want..if you answer this one question.”she spoke,looking into your eyes. She wanted this just as much as you did,no matter what she did to escape these feelings it never worked. “Do you have feelings for me?” she asked,watching your face closely. You nodded but that wasn’t enough for her,she wanted to hear your voice. She wanted you to say how much you really loved her. “Words sweetheart” she spoke softly,sliding her muscled arm around your waist. “Fuck..I do Abby,I always have just- please..” you pouted,wanting her to touch you more.

Abby smiled and decided to finally give in,pulling you into a lustful kiss. She moaned softly,enjoying the taste of your lips on hers. She reached for your zipper,pulling away from the kiss and looking at you for a sign of consent. You nodded,giving her the green light to continue so she did. She unzipped your jeans,letting you slip off her lap to pull them completely off while she slipped her sweatpants off. Your eyes were immediately drawn to her strap poking through her boxers. She pulled you back onto her lap,making you let a soft whimper slip from your lips at the sudden feeling of her strap pressed against you. She loved the sound of you whimpering against her,leaning forward trailing soft kisses along your neck. You gently ran a finger under the waistband of her boxers,sending a shiver down her spine. You mentally cursed feeling her happy trail along your finger,continuing to run your finger against her sensitive waist. “Fuck it.” she whispered lifting you up and sliding her boxers down,switching her position so she was laying on the seat. You immediately got the hint and crawled between her legs,taking the tip of the strap in your mouth. She slightly whimpered,watching you take the whole thing in your mouth without choking once. She was slightly surprised,I mean the strap was 8 ½ inches and she didn’t expect you to handle the whole thing down your throat like this.

She left a moan slip,watching you bop your head up and down on her cock feeling it pressing against her throbbing clit. You looked up instantly,smiling mentally at this and continued making sure she felt it. Abby was damn near a whiny mess the entire time and you absolutely loved it. She suddenly tugged your hair pulling you off of her strap making you whine but nonetheless you knew what was coming next. You crawled onto her lap,lowering yourself slowly onto her strap letting out the sluttiest moan. She watched you carefully,loving the sight in front of her. She felt so damn grateful and lucky to be able to see you like this,she felt like she was the chosen one. Letting yourself adjust for a moment to the feeling,you slowly began bouncing. You were only doing this to hear Abby start whining again to which she did. “f-fuck..just like that- please..” she started whining almost instantly. “Please what Abs? Use your words honey” you cooed softly,stroking her face as you sped up your bouncing. Abby couldn’t even speak,the feeling of her clit being stimulated everytime you slammed your ass onto the base of her strap making the harness rub and slam onto her clit made her unable to think of any words to say. You smiled at the sight,her mouth gaped open letting out the most pathetic whines sweat forming on her forehead making her soft blonde hair stick to her. It was beauty to witness this and to believe it was all for you,you couldn’t believe it. Your eyes trailed to her nipples poking through the tight shirt she wore,taking note that she didn’t have a bra on. Perfect. You reached down gently toying with her nipples,making her completely lose it. “m’want..want you to-“ she tried speaking,giving up and letting the intense pleasure she was feeling take over her. You could only mentally chuckle to yourself,for a person as touch as she is she was such a slut when pleased just right.

Abby’s eyes shot wide open feeling you change from bouncing to grinding,her clit feeling every single movement. You threw your head back moaning,still playing with her nipples,pinching twisting and pulling her sensitive buds. “m’want you to c-cum on my cock..please” she whimpered out through her moans and whines,bucking her hips up into you. You were on the verge and desperately needed this,resting your knees next to the sides of her thighs. “Want it that bad hm pretty girl?” you teased,rocking your hips slowly. She could only nod,feeling herself on the brink of an orgasm. You finally let go,letting out the loudest moan heard to mankind. Abby valued the sight of looking at you,her own orgasm clouding her mind quickly though making her mind go blank. She laid there for a second,chest rapidly rising and falling seeming as if she couldn’t even catch her breath.

Slowly you got off of her,damn near falling over. Gently scooping her into your arms pressing her head against your chest to calm her. She listened to your heartbeat,slowly being able to catch her breath. You looked down at her,completely in love,she looked so fucking pretty when she’s like this. “Abs..I love you” you whispered out softly,pressing soft kisses to her forehead.

“I love you too sweetheart..”

#abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson smut #abby the last of us #ellie williams #dina tlou #the last of us #abby tlou #tlou fanfiction #tlou smut #abby x reader #abby anderson

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applesooyoung · 11 months

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NSFW! SUB!SKZ headcanons (ooooh she bacc and alive (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧)

Genre: Spicy A/N: Applied fem! reader Warnings: Adult and suggestive stuff not gonna list them all cuz we'll take the whole day when I list all bc this is N A S T Y

Now playing: Baby I - Ariana Grande

Bangchan - Don't even get me started you guys- - I hope it's already clear that subby Chan is my fave - This baby boy DEF loves quality time and words of affirmations - He's just the best baby boy hands down - Choke him, spank him, tie him, chain him, blindfold him YOU WOULDN'T HEAR ANY WHINES HE'S OK UNTIL HE PLEASES YOU AND I AM NOT OK - and as a person with size kink, him being canonically smaller than me just makes wanna- - though i feel like he has a few bratty streaks but that only happens once in a blue moon - He likes to go vanilla and half kinky but leaning on the vanilla side more ykwim?? - Like he loves borderline bdsm shit but he gets more turned on w/ vanilla shit idk idk but i hope you peeps get my point - YO ALSO IMAGINE PEGGING HIM IN THE MUSIC STUDIO WHILE HE'S MAKING ONE OF THEIR SONGS - Just loves soft yet passionate sex - oh and his moans too? - He has a mommy kink and I'm right so you may shut up - A mommy's boy omg - IM STOPPING HERE I MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO STOP MYSELF, YOUR HONOR (plstellmeifyouwantmetomakeapt2idgladlydoso)

Lee Know - sugar and spice and everything nice™ - bratty ≥ sassy - lowkey himbo and trophy bf vibes im sorry - he just reminds me of kento in todome no seppun and it's not funny - my fave manwhore </3 - it's power bottom or nothing - the type to force your hips down in his cock type of guy - demanding 10000 - He's cocky at first but ISTG this mf becomes the most submissive piece of schitt's creek when you fuck this little guy - oh don't get me going with the aftercare - he's just so vulnerable at this point that his once asshole facade fades to that an innocent little kitten - He still might have remnants of the a-hole attitude but he's probably ruined by you so there is a chance that he won't - ngl i kinda feel he a switch- but sub!lee know supremacy

Changbin - hard bot :j - The whiniest award goes to.......... SEO CHANGBIN!! - did i mention his pretty whimpers too?? - LOVES it when you hold his hands while doing it - Sugarbaby changbin ; v ; - maybe it's just he loves plushies and I could just see his s/o buying and spoiling him with a fuck ton of plushies -oof what if he fucks those plushies while your gone wtf - that's kinda cute not gonna lie - also i feel like he loves any type of love language as long as you love him, that's enough for him - OH YEAH UM - Phone sex with changbin- - Subby Gamer changbin while you dom him in a discord call - interesting, eh? - ok i just realized that sounded a bit weird but it's kinda cute if you put it in an ok way yk?? - imagine his baritone-ish voice moaning for you ;[ - looks intimidating at first - BUT TRUST ME, HE'S A BABY - a big, submissive, and cuddly one

Hyunjin - sassy ≥ bratty - pillow princess/passenger princess material tho- - REAALLY whiny too not that it's annoying but rather cute - often mistyped as a power bottom... He is - loves praises - he's a people pleaser so we're not really surprised - "Am I a good kitty, y/n" um yes you are, you sassy mf- - DEF loves dressing up for you - IT'S BECAUSE HE'S AWARE OF HOW HE LOOKS LIKE WHEN YOU FUCK HIM OR IF YOU LIKE WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE OR NOT - it's cute ngl gijrothtlrjbdoijth also imagine sugar baby!Hyunjin? - I'm looking respectfully like- - imagine buying things for him because he's been a good boy these past weeks and he's (surprisingly) not been pissing the shit out of you - like buying him accessories and jewelry and treating him like your very own pretty little princess - lipsticks, new dresses, necklaces etc... he loves those - He really loves it when you gift him stuff, he feels loved and appreciated - spoiled little baby omg - I lowkey think masochist!Hyunjin is a thing too so- - Loves punishments (shockers)

Jisung - ngl I kinda feel like he's a wild card (? ?) - but I feel like he's the literal borderline of bratty and good boy - he's really touchy when horny... cute - also, really needy imo - like think of him being horny and he'd definitely and most likely would hump your pillow bcs it has your scent and he couldn't help it - speaking of humping I'm thinking petplay Han -weird ik but not like the extreme bdsm with those whipping and brat taming stuff that needs cages, bowls, collars, leashes, and stuff... right? - hahahahahahahah right, guys? - r i g h t ? */slowly descends into insanity - All jokes aside, I could actually imagine Jisung being like that tho especially since I already put it out there - he's literally the middle of everything... he's neither kinky nor vanilla, good or bratty, top or bottom. That's why I said he's kind of a wild card - weird thought but I feel like he's the type to cum like fast FAST - he's just maybe sensitive on those parts and shit but u get my point - like you could just jerk him for a while and he'll cum under 5 minutes and it's not funny - he loves it when you're protective but in a good way like how you always take care of him and love him always - he also loves when you spend time with him + doing stuff together even if it's silly like who eats the most chips wins $100 and the loser washes the dishes for a week. - he just loves being close and intimate with you

Felix - ok ok ok omg - ok so first of all, he loves his cuddles - you're working? cuddles, sleeping? cuddles, driving? cuddles, cooking? cuddles. - So I hope you get the clue already, yes, he's clingy and touchy - He's so fucking cute omg - burying his face in your chest or the crook of your neck sexual or nonsexual aspects honestly, he loves it - he's so fragile and soft pls protecc him > ﹏ < - spewing out random words of affection is his favorite hobby - he wants you to ruin him </3 - HE SQUEAKS WHEN HE MOANS - I know y'all are suckers for his deep voice but Felix with a higher-pitched voice >>> - He'll melt when you put your hands on his hips while you fuck him, do it, I dare you - whimpers and everything - a kinky baby tho- he likes being tied up - he kins with changbin and I love it - loves degradation - he gets soooo turned on when you stand as his parental figure of like just being the person that takes care of him - Thigh riding >>>

Seungmin - Step aside ladies and gentlemen, the goodest of the boys is coming thru~ - his favorite petname is pup or puppy and that's canon - He's so cute that everything and I mean EVERYTHING you do turns him the fuck on no shit on that - but be careful, he doesn't really enjoy degradation that much, he's vvv sensitive so please take care of your baby seungmin - but instead, give him words of affirmation. This builds his confidence - he cries when you go rough with him, you're being a meanie >:[ - he's your personal fuck toy but again, please be careful. He's so fragile - but I can actually see him taking care of you instead during aftercare - "I hope I did well for you today, Mommy" hufduighdfiughig hold me back, hold me back- - size kink, def size kink. He loves it when you wear your heels - he likes his look simple, just a plain pair of white thigh highs and that's it! He looks so fucking gorgeous and it's not funny - leashing him while he rides your cock is just- - and also when you hold his hands during missionary? Take my money and go. I'm a slut for that and I'm proud of it - but besides those soft things about him... - I believe he has a breeding kink - those puppy eyes when you fuck him in front of a mirror as you hit it from behind- ugh - overall, seungmin is a cute and soft little babyy

I.N - a BEAM of sunshine!! - so bright, so cute, so eager, so.... fuckable - He's such a good boy too and it hurts - although he sometimes kinda brats you but please he's 3% brat and 97% angel descended from the heavens above - idk if it's just me but it's always the maknaes that radiate the most golden retriever energy? Maybe bcs they're so young but nonetheless, I'm living for it - he always greets you with smile and always hugs you awe ;[ - LOVES IT when you mark him up - It doesn't matter where his neck? go, his thighs? go, his arms? go, his jaw? go! go ahead - + the moans and whimpers he'd make while you mark him up is straight up the epitome of immaculate - he has a heck of a stamina - i mean what do we expect from a goldret energy he radiates - loves your regular quickies - can actually handle a lengthy amount of handjobs, he's so good at keeping edged and overstimulated - buff baby boi - clip on fox ears >>>> - doesn't really like dress ups but on special occasions like your birthday, he'd wear his pretty lingerie set you bought him as a gift. - and ofc we know what happens next ;]]]]]]]]

#applesooyoung #stray kids smut #skz #sub!skz #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han #jisung #felix #seungmin #i.n #jeongin #stray kids

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aaaaafro · 1 year

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You're not wearing that to sleep too - LE SSERAFIM - Yunjin x M! Reader (+18)

Pt 1 here

tw: wall-seggs, creamy-pie, mommy-kink obvsly

"You have got to be kidding me!"

You're supposed to have learned from your mistakes but yet here you are, your girlfriend fuming from your stupid retort as she finally enters your room right after finishing her schedules.

Perhaps you could've cut her some slack about proper slumber attire, given that she'd just finished a night full of exhausting activities.

"We've already been over this, haven't we baby?" Pouty Yunjin replies as she's finally right in front of you.

"B-but I'm just saying–... You might get c-cold from your sweat-." A finger on your lips halts your pathetic excuses.

"You're really gonna try your luck with me again, baby boy?" Yunjin really knows how to tick your buttons right after your first.

You've noticed this way back, like a week after your first intercourse and you've been wary about it. She'd always play the teasing game. When you bring her food during practice, the two of you would sit right in front of each other while her members are right beside you.

And before you know it, her foot starts playing 'find the flaccid member' under the table. Obviously if it was just the two of you, you'd gladly spread your legs for her convenience but since her members are literally shoulder to shoulder with the two of you, you'd get defensive and try to swat it away with a knee. She'd stop after a minimum of three attempts.

But it doesn't stop there. There's even that time where they're practicing vocals and you'd be in the control room supervising. In the midst of singing she'd nonchalantly call you 'baby boy' with a wink, the other members and the mixer's reaction as given would be that they'd just smile at you awkwardly.

This is almost your daily life, having to be their manager, her other members are all normal with you. It's just Yunjin, but obviously you two wouldn't have a normal professional relationship.

"You know what, you're right, I shouldn't wear this." Baffled at how she didn't really put up a fight this time, but then again maybe you're dismissing the fact that she might be too exhausted.

"Y-yeah, now go get c-change–... uh..." Halted in your proper state of mind as Yunjin starts undressing right in front of you.

"J-jen..." She just raised a brow at your call, how can you blame her when all you could do is stare at her since your brain couldn't produce anything, as she continues to discard parts of her outfit.

With the last earring being tossed off to god knows where, she sways side to side to check for anything or for you to check on her. You couldn't really take it all in, though you're disappointed that Yunjin actually left her underwear on, expecting her to go all bare skin on you.

"Shall we?" You hear Yunjin's voice behind you.

Only then you realize that Yunjin actually manages to leave your vision yet leave the image of her godlike figure right in front of you. Disbelief floods your mind but then again it's Yunjin we're talking about.

The two of you entered your bedroom as she just goes straight to bed tucking herself in leaving plenty of room for you on her side. Still trying to process everything you stood there staring at her, a good minute passes and Yunjin has had enough; "Yoohoo! What's wrong?"

"S-sorry but... aren't you gonna put on your pajamas or anything?" You asked as she just scoffs.

"Aren't you the one insisting I wear nothing to bed?" replies Yunjin with such sarcasm.

"Jen."

"Either you join me now or watch me leave with just my underwear on." She threatened.

With no more arguments needed to be made as you threw yourself onto the cushion landing right beside your girlfriend. Yunjin then quickly engulfs you into her embrace, just the way her skin feels over your clothes, made you jealous of her lack of clothing. She then gave a good squeeze in on your clothed member causing you to tense up.

"Easy there big boy! Aren't we supposedly sleeping?" And god she's back in her ways.

"Or do you wanna sleep with nothing on as well?" Her hot breath brushing against your ear causes you to squirm under her touch.

Just as your stimulus was about to hit an all time high, you hear Yunjin's soft chuckles. Turning yourself towards her, Yunjin immediately hides herself under the blanket. It's really evident how she's broken into a laughing fit as the fabric rises and falls comically.

"Ya!" You started pulling off the blanket.

"I-i'm sorry..." Yunjin pleads as she pulls back.

"Tsk!" A click of your tongue alerts Yunjin as she slowly peeks through her blanket shield.

"Babe?" She softly called as you just sat down at the edge of the bed facing away from her.

Realizing the urgency of the situation Yunjin slithers right behind you before capturing you in her arms once more and saying; "Hey~... I'm sorry."

You're fighting a losing battle, as you try your best to act angry at her teasing while Yunjin's lips peck at your nape. Your resolve must remain, despite the feel of her soft lips connecting directly on your skin.

"Babe... come on, please~..." Her pouty tone successfully makes your head turn to take a peek at her face.

"You know, I'm just kidding right? Let's go back to bed, please?" Pathetic as it sounds, you just surrendered and let Yunjin pull you back to laying down.

She even successfully placed the two of you in a spooning position, obviously with Yunjin being the small spoon, her hand guiding yours to her small waist.

"I love you baby." She whispers before letting out a huge sigh.

"I love you more." You answered as you pulled her in more before pressing your face on her messy hair inhaling the intoxicating scent of your girlfriend.

Finally falling into a serene state of relaxation. Your mind was finally able to calm down, after all you've been subjected to countless teasing from your girlfriend. Being stressed out about what people would think about your relationship is currently, you began to dream. Dating back to your first time the two of you succumb to your bodily desires.

The feel of it, the sheer ridiculousness of the reason the two of you decide to go all the way, remembering all of it, your mind suddenly went back to the earlier moments before the two of you went to bed. Now you're questioning yourself, if you weren't so proper about sleeping etiquette, you could've gotten another chance to go all the way.

You're now beating yourself up in your dream trying to wrap yourself around the idea of having another shot at heaven with your girlfriend. The image of Yunjin in her outfit from earlier flashes right in front of you, being the dream that it is you just stood there and admired her.

When all of a sudden the image of Yunjin starts approaching you. Just as she's right in front of you, her heat radiates greatly. Perhaps it's the proximity or just the pure energy coming off of your girlfriend, but nonetheless it was really h-hot.

"Baby." Her soft vocals trickles in your ear as you watch her hand along with those furry armbands brush across your cheeks.

"Did you know how close I was to breaking earlier?" You're motionless, after all you're asleep and this is all a dream. Or is it?

"Feeling you in my hand earlier twitching really made me so turned on baby..." Yunjin whispers before her other hand travels to great distance and landing right on top of your semi-hard member.

"Nngghnngg." Such a waste of struggle to contain your excitement as she starts fondling your now fully erect rod.

With her hands doing wonders on you down under, her lips weren't one to be left unattended. Yunjin starts planting soft kisses around your face, leaving kiss marks on it like her life depended on it. Then you questioned such realistic feeling for a dream and just as she finally connects her lips with yours and probes her tongue in.

Your eyes suddenly jolt open and despite the dim light coming from the night lamp right beside your bed you're able to see Yunjin on top of you with the same situation as your dream but only this time, you're laying down and it's actually happening.

Another thing you questioned is how in the fuck is Yunjin back with her outfit from earlier?! With earrings and all of that. You glance at the clock realizing it's already pass midnight. However, your eyes wonders back to your girlfriend who looking down on you as she readjusted herself. Lowering down her hips on yours as her toned legs trap you.

"W-wha–...” Your words failed to come out as she place a finger on your lips.

"Ssshhh... If you're going to say something..." Yunjin's face comes closer to yours.

"Say 'please mommy'." She continued.

Fuck, this is what you're worried about, with her senses coming back like from your first time, you always knew you've woken something up inside her. From her constant teases to her unsubtle advances. This newly developed kink of your girlfriend is something you're not really a big fan of.

"J-je–." Perhaps the suddenty of the action was too much but the pain that comes after it is greater.

You'll regret ever trying to act normal when Yunjin is already in her zone as you try and massage the pain off of your cheek. You then feel Yunjin starts grinding her lower regions down and even though her shorts are back on you couldn't help but notice a faint feel of wetness right on your clothed member.

"Hhhmmm... you like this naughty boy?" She asks before picking up the pace and adding more weight behind her.

"F-fuck–.” You cursed seeing Yunjin bite her lip trying her best to hold back her moans.

Her hand on your chest to support herself as her gyrating hips becomes more and more feral her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she finally lets put a long airy gasp. Stopping to calm down she rises from your pelvis only for you to see a small dripping coming from her shorts. Did she just squir...

You couldn't even ask it complete since, Yunjin left the bed to lean towards the wall of your room. Still catching her breath she looks back at you with a visible flush on her cheeks before she starts fidgeting her fingers.

"Je-... M-mommy..." You called but Yunjin just ignored you and continued to focus on her fingers.

Standing up from the bed to approach her, as your curiosity peaks as to what's happening to her. On the floor you can see traces of Yunjin's precious liquid. She's obviously pretending to do something but you can clearly see her sneak a few glance at you as you're inching closer and closer.

"Mommy..." Yunjin's attention finally diverts back to you as soon as you're standing right in front of her.

"Baby..." She called with such a soft yet so fucking arousing tone.

Your eyes meet and the first thing you notice is how needy she looks. Her eyebrows furrowed but not in an angry type of way. It instead compliments her watery eyes as she squirms a bit, trying to rub her legs together for the slightest bit of sensation. You finally got her message as she starts biting her lip and reaching down your pants.

You quickly discard the obstruction and your member sprung up before landing on her hand she gives it a few quick rubs before pulling you into her. As you press your body against her you can't help but chuckle at the sight of Yunjin being so needy.

"I need my baby boy to fuck me hard now." Her shaky voice was something you weren't expecting. After all Yunjin has been putting up a strong front.

"Oh mommy, you look so needy right now." You smiled seeing the shock look on her face after the comment you've made.

"A-ha..." She fake a laugh.

"You better watch your mouth little boy before I – fuck-." Her retort was cut short as you press your leg in between her thighs.

You can feel the heat from her core as you press your leg harder against her core and even with the shorts in the way, the arousal she had earlier is still evident.

"You're not wearing that to sleep." You announce with such confidence that crumbles Yunjin's.

"W-wh... why?" Her cute soft whine at the end almost made you wanna just consume all of her but that's for later, you're gonna enjoy yourself for a bit.

You then lean into her a bit drawing your mouth closer to her ear to whisper your answer; "because I'm gonna ruin it for you."

A gasp left Yunjin as her breathing becomes more and more harsher and her hand even more, pumping you like there's no tomorrow, she starts grinding on your leg spreading her lil' liquid gold.

"Baby boy, please fuck mommy now." She whines pressing her head on your chest as her hips do wonders to make you feel how aroused she is.

"Alright mommy." Your hand quickly reached for the slit of her shorts before ripping it open.

And that's when you noticed that Yunjin is actually not wearing anything underneath.

"F-fuck baby." She cries.

You prompted her legs up on your arms using the wall as the base for her back, spreading her up like a butterfly as you didn't even care how hard the situation is... since you're always fucking harder for Yunjin.

"Baby, what are you doing?" Your girlfriend asks as she hooks her arms around your neck for support.

You didn't even try to answer her with words, you just finally lined your member to her entrance. Feeling how wet she is just made your rod twitch. You then feel the anticipation from Yunjin as she watches carefully how slowly you disappear inside of her.

"Mhmmm fuucckk!" Her moans are heavenly as always.

Doing some final readjustments on her leg as you brace your leg firmer against the floor, giving a final smirk to Yunjin who's too focus on suppressing her moans as you moved your mouth next to her ears before giving it a lick and saying; "I love you mommy."

A soft smile from Yunjin was the signal you needed before slamming yourself as hard as you can inside her. Her whole body quivers just as you're starting to imprint yourself inside her and Yunjin to the wall.

You've always known that Yunjin's voice is heavenly when singing but it's fucking night and day when there's no distinct tone or rhythm that she needs to follow. Just pure lust and desire oozing out of her mouth as she takes you in and out of her wet snatch.

Sounds of moist skins slapping echoes as your unrelenting lust reached an all time high. You're even going as far as you can inside of your girlfriend who's currently a moaning mess. You honestly could've gone forever but your leg started to cramp and that made you pause.

"Nnnhhnhnnggg!" Yunjin whines as you halt your movements and reach for your leg trying to massage the stinging pain away.

Unbeknownst to you. Your girlfriend starts bouncy once more. Brushing off the pain you focused yourself on supporting her as she does the job for you.

Though the stinging nerves in your leg are still acting up, seeing how enthusiastic Yunjin is as she does her best to impale herself with your rod. You just couldn't help but get motivated.

You shook yourself convincing yourself that the cramp is all in your mind and Yunjin is all on your member as you place her down before prompting her to face the wall. She gladly does so before spreading her legs giving you a full view of her dripping core and clench behind.

Obviously you'd be dumb not to give it a good spank. That made Yunjin yelp but before she could even put up her mommy act you've already penetrated her causing her words to be mangled into moans.

"Didn't I tell you, you're not wearing that to sleep?" Yunjin looks back before giving you a devilish grin.

If her intention is to motivate you then she's successful. From the behind you pulled her up by the hair to place her face on the wall as your hands travel to her chest. Feeling the openings of her vest thingy your fingers slipped in and without further ado. You pulled them apart earning a gasp from Yunjin.

Your hands quickly find its way towards her exposed orbs as you start pumping in and out of her while kneading her perfect chest. With her vest dangling off of her back. You found your opening and peppered her sweat back with kisses that added the sensation as if all of the things that you're doing isn't enough yet.

"F-fuck baby, I'm so fuck–close!" Her high-pitched plea makes you feel nothing but energetic.

Though you cant lie you're not far from climaxing yourself and you don't want her to feel lonely so you moved your lips closer to her ear.

"Me too mommy." You can clearly see the grin on her face as she starts throwing herself back towards you.

A few more pumps in and Yunjin's core and body starts to twitch, she then threw her head back before letting out a soft whimper as she bites her lips trying her best to hold out. Seeing her struggle to contain her orgasm. Your balls tighten as you bury yourself as deep as you can in Yunjin.

Waves of pleasure and semen floods the two of you as you're legs now crumble. The two of you collapsed down as you supported Yunjin's back but with your head on her neck you couldn't help but take in her post sex scent.

"T-that was..." Yunjin's breathing is certainly not normal as she tries to find something to best describe what just happened.

"That was." You replied but implementing that the experience didn't need any descriptive words.

You two smiled at each other, as your strength finally recovers, you quickly got up and carry Yunjin bridal style. You couldn't help but notice the pooling love liquid from where she was sitting.

Placing Yunjin down the bed as you quickly followed. The two of you faced each other as she flash you that innocent smile. Suddenly she brought her hand up but just as it landed on your cheek you realized something.

She hasn't removed the pom wristbands. Yunjin notices that you're looking at them as she pulls her hand back. A quick flying kiss flew towards you before she turns away. You could only chuckle before bringing her into your embrace and the two of you succumbed to your slumber.

#le sserafim #le sserafim smut #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim Yunjin #huh yunjin #yunjin smut #Yunjin

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cat3ch1sm · 1 year

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🍄🌷🍀~ hey, everyone, welcome to part two of my account masterlist! part one can be found here! i hope this will make it easier to navigate my account as you all have been asking for a masterlist for a while. i wouldn’t be surprised if there needs to be a part three, ngl.. i have way too much time on my hands tbh. anyways everyone say thank you mommy cat3ch1sm for the amazing masterlist because i stayed up till ungodly hours to finish this. thank you.

author’s note after finally finishing this fucking monster- WHAT THE FUCK IM NOT EVEN DONE WITH THIS GODFORSAKEN MASTERLIST. THERES LITERALLY GONNA HAVE TO BE A PART THREE. WHERE IS SALVATION GOD PLEASE😭😭😭😭😭😭 FUCK U GUYS IM NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN/j 😞😞😞😞

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞

light yagami sfw

light and l in frilly dresses

🍀 a rainy day date with ryuk

protective light+ jealous misa

light yagami nsfw

do they eat 😺?

ryuzaki sfw

light and l in frilly dresses

you meet the task force- part 2

giving them a spa day

reader and task force chaos again

ryuzaki nsfw

do they eat 😺?

cockwarming l

misa amane sfw

see other parts of masterlist!

misa amane nsfw

see other parts of masterlist!

near sfw

giving them a spa day

near nsfw

do they eat 😺?

mello sfw

giving them a spa day

mello nsfw

do they eat 😺?

matt sfw

giving them a spa day

matt nsfw

do they eat 😺?

teru mikami sfw

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teru mikami nsfw

do they eat 😺?

miscellaneous characters featured in other death note works

reader and task force chaos again- soichiro, matsuda, aizawa, watari

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫

gon freecss sfw

calling them “pretty”

them with an s/o who smokes

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

killua zoldyck sfw

calling them “pretty”

they find your diary

them with an s/o who smokes

confessing to them

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

kurapika kurta sfw

kurapika x reader angst

waking up beside kurapika

calling them “pretty”

domestic kurapika

cheating on your mid bf with kurapika

they find your diary

them with an s/o who smokes

kurapika visits his mother’s grave

kurapika with an s/o who is equal to him in skill and bravery

confessing to them

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

kurapika kurta nsfw

do they eat 😺?

breeding n degradation with kurapika

rough sex n quick aftercare after a date with kurapika

leorio paladiknight sfw

calling them “pretty”

them with an s/o who smokes

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

leorio paladiknight nsfw

do they eat 😺?

chrollo lucilfer sfw

the adult trio finds out you’re pregnant

random phantom troupe headcanons

calling them “pretty”

you wake up from a nightmare

they find your diary

what they look for in a partner

chrollo with an s/o who sleepwalks

confessing to them

chrollo x sleepy s/o

them x drunk s/o

��would you still love me if i was a roach?”

chrollo lucilfer nsfw

going undercover with chrollo- part 2

do they eat 😺?

hisoka morow sfw

the adult trio finds out you’re pregnant

calling them “pretty”

you wake up from a nightmare

what they look for in a partner

you meet hisoka as illumi’s wife

a run-in with hisoka

them x drunk s/o

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

hisoka morow nsfw

do they eat 😺?

illumi zoldyck sfw

the adult trio finds out you’re pregnant

calling them “pretty”

you wake up from a nightmare

what they look for in a partner

you meet hisoka as illumi’s wife

them x drunk s/o

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

illumi zoldyck nsfw

do they eat 😺?

feitan portor sfw

random phantom troupe headcanons

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

feitan portor nsfw

do they eat 😺?

feitan comforts you after a nightmare

miscellaneous characters featured in other hxh works

random phantom troupe headcanons - phantom troupe

do they eat 😺?

overstim with uvogin

vibrator torture with shalnark

trying to ignore machi

“would you still love me if i was a roach?”

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ 𝐬𝐤𝟖 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲

reki kyan sfw

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reki kyan nsfw

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langa hasegawa sfw

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langa hasegawa nsfw

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miya chinen sfw

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cherry blossom sfw

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cherry blossom nsfw

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joe sfw

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joe nsfw

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shadow sfw

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misc. characters featured in other sk8 works

🌿*♡∞:｡.｡ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐫

sebastian michaelis sfw

dancing with sebastian

walking in on you in the shower

sebastian michaelis nsfw

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ciel phantomhive sfw

walking in on you in the shower

elizabeth ethel sfw

walking in on you in the shower

grell sutcliff sfw

walking in on you in the shower

the undertaker sfw

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the undertaker nsfw

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prince soma sfw

walking in on you changing

what prince soma and agni look for in an s/o

agni sfw

walking in on you changing

what prince soma and agni look for in an s/o

agni nsfw

agni comforts you after a lonely day

claude faustus sfw

claude comfort

claude faustus nsfw

see other parts of masterlist!

mey-rin sfw

walking in on you in the shower

what the servants look for in an s/o

bardroy sfw

walking in on you in the shower

what the servants look for in an s/o

bardroy nsfw

you and bardroy take things to a different level

finnian sfw

walking in on you in the shower

what the servants look for in an s/o

miscellaneous characters featured in other black butler works

dancing with sebastian- ciel phantomhive

walking in on you changing- sebastian michaelis

-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅ 𝐣𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧

itadori yuji sfw

they find your diary

itadori yuji nsfw

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nobara kugisaki sfw

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nobara kugisaki nsfw

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megumi fushiguro sfw

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megumi fushiguro nsfw

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satoru gojo sfw

they find your diary

satoru gojo nsfw

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kento nanami sfw

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kento nanami sfw

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ryomen sukuna sfw

they find your diary

ryomen sukuna nsfw

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inumaki toge sfw

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inumaki toge nsfw

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maki zenin sfw

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maki zenin nsfw

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suguru geto sfw

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suguru geto nsfw

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toji fushiguro sfw

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toji fushiguro nsfw

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misc. characters featured in other jjk works

ohshc and chainsaw man may be found in other parts of the masterlist:))

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hearts4shadow · 5 months

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SC4RA N$FW HCS!!

h3lloo :3, f1rst off: tysm f0r th3 lik3d i got 0n my l4st scar4 hc$ post!! als0, i might do zh0ngli or ch1lde next t1m3 :sillygrin: BTW SL1GHT V3NT AT TH3 END, BEW4RE!

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— Unlike what the Scaranation thinks, no, i dont think he would ALWAYS be rough and dominant and make you beg and call him daddy. Instead, i like to think he’s a gentleman when it comes to intimate relationships, well, only if you ask him to.

— He didn’t really know anything about sex, he didn’t find a reason in why humans did it, he always found it pathetic and useless, but one day, his spouse, you, asked him if you guys could try it tonight, Scara shrugged and said “Ah, i will think about it.” So before night, he asked Tighnari about it since he seems to be more experienced, he taught him about the subject, and even gave him tips, and wanted to demonstrate it. /j (scaranari my babies) So when he got back home, he called you and told you he was ready.

— The first time you guys did it, he was VEERY nervous, but still with his usual straight-forward and teasing attitude. Scara always ask and checks if it hurts or if you feel any pain, he really worries about you, even in moments when you’re supposed to feel pleasure. If you ask him to go faster or rougher, he’ll try his best, but will be really concerned and scared to hurt you if you ask him to try any hard/extreme kinks (if you have these), example: Somno, Non-con, choking, degrading, spanking and etc, sure, he would consider on trying it, but only and always with your consent!!

Speaking of kinks, i’ll list some kinks i think he would have:

- Mommy Kink (fem/fem aligned reader): It’s pretty obvious he would have a mommy kink due to his mommy issues, so it’s no surprise if he just wants to be held and comforted by you. He would be shy at first, but would gladly be a good boy for his mommy!

- Now, as for a Daddy kink (masc/masc aligned reader): I don’t think Scara would really have a daddy kink, but just imagine this little puppet calling you that while you fuck his guts, his hands and legs quivering and tugging at the sheets, truly a beautiful sight. <3

- I am 100% sure he would have a Brat Taming Kink: He would be such a brat when he’s used to sex, he does it on purpose to get your attention since he can be a little attention deprived for you, so when you finally put him in his place? Ah, he just melts under your touch! But when HE’S the one on top, he’ll ask you once to stop your behavior (nicely ofc) the second time, he’ll say you’re on thin ice and tell you to stop again, and for the third and last time? He’ll RAVAGE and milk your insides.

- For Fatui!Scara, i think he would have a (SLIGHT!!) Torture kink: Now, we all know he wasn’t very nice when he was a Fatui Harbinger, AKA The Balladeer, so he wouldn’t hesitate on teasing you even in those intimate moments, he would take his little puppet fingers and trail them down on your body to give you a slight electrocution, but not too harsh of course, he wouldn’t want his toy to break that easily.

- (not a kink but eh) If you hc Scara as polyamorous too, he would loove being Spitroasted: Both his partners using both his holes?! Archons, he’ll gladly do it! He likes the feeling of being filled up in his throat and his ass/boypussy. (transmasc scara real?1?1?)

- To finish off the list, he would definitely have both Praising AND Degrading kink: For Wanderer would be praising, he would definitely whisper sweet things into your ear while kissing your neck.

“You’re doing a good job, my love. Just keep those pretty little eyes on me and tell me if anything hurts, okay?”

A true sweetheart, meanwhile there’s Fatui Scara, he’s not new to degrading people, so in bed wouldn’t make a difference, of course he’s not gonna roast your family’s fifth generation and make you cry in the shower, he’ll just tell you what he usually tells his subordinates and assistants while grabbing your thighs roughly.

“Hah, so pathetic, it’s not all the way in, yet here you are, whimpering and holding on me like the little bitch you are. Truly a sight, hm?”

In conclusion: He’s a switch! When he’s on top, he’ll be slow and gentle when you ask him to, but when’s he’s a sub, he’s completely your’s, but not only in bed, for the rest of your relationship, you’re his, and he’s your’s, forever and ever. ♡︎

TH3 END!

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my hu/b4nd :3 (i need to get him pregnant), if y0uv3 re4d this t1ll her3, h3llo and ty! If ur qu3stion1ng som3 kinks iv3 menti0n3d, ill expl4in it ag4in: im a hyp3rsexu4l/i have C0mpuls1ve s3xual Beh4vi0ur, hyp3rsexu4l is N0T A S3XUAL1TY!! It 1s a m3ntal dis0rder th4t mak3s you focus3 on 3xtreme and 1ntens3 sexu4l urg3s, f4ntasi3s and beh4vi0urs th4t cann0t be contr0led, i do h4ve a CNC k1nk and oth3r stuff lik3 that, i’v3 be3n thr0ugh thes3 traum4s and i’m well aw4re that th3se aren’t re4lly h3althy f0r me, but at th3 sam3 t1me i’m attr4cted to b3ing used ag4in, i h4te be1ng attr4cted to it. I will only wr1te st0ri3s w1th my k!nks only f0r ppl th4t can r3late to my tr4umas. Ty, and ily, tak3 c4re my ch3rubs!

#tw noncon #wanderer smut #scaramouche smut #wanderer x reader #wanderer x you #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin scaramouche #cw noncon #cw vent

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sarahsmi13s · 1 year

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Lavender Kisses

(not my gif)

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x sarah grant (fem!oc)

characters: jake seresin, sarah grant (fem!oc), paisley seresin, alyssa bradshaw and natasha trace (mentioned), the dagger boys

warnings: fluff, domestic hangman THIS CONTAINS SMUT 18+ MDNI (you’ve been warned), smut contains: pregnant sex, lingerie kink, oral (female recieving), fingering, slight mommy/daddy kink, breeding kink (implied but not explicitly stated), unprotected p in v (don’t be dumb, please), if i missed any please let me know

word count: ~6.5k

a/n: this story is inspired by ‘His Little Girl’ (bradley bradshaw x reader) by the lovely @roosterscockpit ( @milesdickpic ) and characters from this story are mentioned. also, yes, the oc is based on me lol (well a fantasy version lol)

PLEASE READ: this piece is not entirely smut, there is Valentine’s Day fluff in this as well. so if you want to skip over the smut -- that is perfectly fine.

also lightly proof read and there are most likely mistakes

pt 6 in the j and s series

loose summary: sarah and jake celebrate valentine’s day together

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Sarah knocked gently on the guest bedroom door frame.

Paisley looked up from her suitcase, “Hey girl, what’s up?” Sarah smiled and leaned against the door frame, “Nothing really, I was just coming to ask if you and Tyler were doing anything for Valentine’s Day?”

Paisley nodded and continued to pack, “Yeah, he knows I’ve been wanting a new hat. So, he’s planned to take me hat shopping and then we’re going to a nice dinner and then I think he planned a walk in the park.” Sarah nodded and walked in to sit down on the bed. “Do you know what you’re gonna wear?” Paisley shrugged and sat down, “Not really. I want to maybe wear something new, I’ve worn basically the same thing for the past few years.”

Sarah grinned, “Does this call for a Saturday Shopping Trip?” Paisley mirrored her best friend’s expression, “Have we ever needed a reason, my dear?” Sarah stood and pulled her up, “Let’s go!” “Right now?” “No time like the present PT,” she pulled her out of the room.

“What about Jake?” Paisley asked as they touched up their hair and make up. “He’s going to the driving range with the guys today,” Sarah said, swiping on lip gloss. “So he’ll be busy all day.” Paisley nodded and screwed her mascara closed.

They walked out and past where Jake was on the couch, “Woah, hey! Where are you two going?” “Shopping, need something special for Tuesday,” Sarah sent him a wink as she slipped on her shoes. “And Paisley leaves tomorrow, we wanted to have a trip to the mall before she left.”

Jake’s eyes widened and he reached into his pocket.

He pulled out his wallet and grabbed his credit card, “Here, get yourself whatever you want. On me, Sugar.” “Does that go for me too, JT?” “Uh, no,” Jake shook his head, a teasing smirk on his face.

“I’m kiddin’, you two have fun. Babe, send me photos of what you try on,” Jake said, sliding his wallet into his pocket while holding out the card.

Sarah took it and kissed him on the cheek, “Thank you, Love. What time are you gonna be home?” He shrugged, “I’m not sure yet. But when I get an estimate I’ll let you know.” She hummed and kissed his lips, “Have fun. I love you.” He pecked her lips again, “I love you too.”

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Paisley and Sarah walked into their last store of the day.

“Okay, last store because I’m certain Jake is going to have a heart attack when sees how much we’ve spent,” Sarah laughed as she looked around the store. Paisley scoffed, looking at a rack of jackets, “He said, ‘get yourself whatever you want. On me, Sugar’.” Sarah laughed at Paisley’s impression of Jake. “Those were his exact words, so he can’t be mad.”

Sarah shook her head, giggling at Paisley as she made her way to the bra and panty section of the store.

She took out her phone and sent a quick text to the group chat she had with Phoenix and Alyssa asking for their opinions.

Then she browsed the section, pulling out four sets to try on.

But to be perfectly honest, she was gonna buy all four regardless of whether or not they would be worn on Valentine’s Day. She’d find an occasion to wear it.

Grabbing the four sets she went up to the desk and asked for a fitting room, getting led to one immediately.

She took a photo of all four hung up and sent them to the group chat. She quickly tried them on, checking how each of them fit. Surprising they all fit her pretty comfortably and she liked how the colors complemented her skin tone.

After she had gotten redressed and hung everything back on their hangers, she looked them over, along with the pictures she took. She put her hands on her hips, “Okay, which one of you would really get Jake’s motor running?”

A knock startled her out of her thoughts.

“Yes?” “I’ve been looking for you.” “Oh sorry Pay,” Sarah gathered up her things and the sets before stepping out, only to find Paisley leaned up against the wall with her arms crossed.

“What were you doing?” Sarah furrowed her brow, “Um, trying on somethings. That is what you do in a fitting room PT.” The blonde pushed off the wall, “Why didn’t you tell me?” “You were looking at something, I didn’t want to interrupt.”

A ding interrupted the conversation.

Sarah pulled her phone out, receiving another message in the process.

“Who’s that?” “Alyssa and Phoenix, I need their opinion on something,” she answered, looking at the text. She sighed, “Damn it.” “What?” “They said two different ones.”

Paisley gestured to herself, “Maybe I can serve as a final opinion?” Sarah laughed, “No, Paisley, I can’t ask you to pick.” She walked out to the floor and towards the register. Paisley followed her.

“C’mon, Sarah! I’m your best friend, you know I’ll be honest with you,” Paisley whined as Sarah put the items on the counter..

Sarah sighed and turned to Paisley, “Okay, best friend.” She grabbed the two options given to her by the other girls, “Which one of these would make your best friend look hotter so your brother would wanna do her?”

Paisley drew back, frowning before sighing, “The lavender one.” “Thank you.”

Sarah paid for the pieces and they both left the mall.

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Jake swung his club, rolling his shoulders as he watched the ball fly off.

“So, what’re you guys doing for Valentine’s Day?” Fanboy asked as he sipped his beer.

“Penny, managed to get someone to work the bar on Valentine’s day so I think we’re going to go for a ride,” Mav said as he lined up his shot. “Motorcycle or plane?” Coyote asked as he leaned on his club. “Probably both.”

Payback gestured toward Rooster, “What about you and Alyssa?” “I’m taking her and Leia to the beach for a picnic, and I’m sending something to school for Leia and to work for Lyss.” Jake turned to Bradley, “And you’re not getting me anything for Valentine’s Day?”

Bradley tried not to laugh and opened his mouth to speak but Jake cut him off, faking crying. “I thought we had something special, man.” Rooster rolled his eyes and pushed him, “Oh, shut up.”

“Oh, hey, what are you and Sarah gonna do Tuesday, Bagman?” Bob asked. “Shockingly, we don't have any plans. Since she’s on her feet all day, I don’t know if she’ll want to do much. But I’ve got flowers to send her and I’ve got a few gifts hidden in my night stand.”

Jake swung his club again, turning to the guys, “Honestly, we could play video games and bake cookies for all I care. I just want to spend time with her.”

Mickey grinned, “Awe is Hangman going soft?” “Around Sarah-” “Javy, don’t finish that sentence,” Jake laughed, shaking his head and walking over to sit down and take a break.

He checked his phone and noticed Sarah had sent him a few outfits so he took the time to react and reply to every single one.

******** When Jake got home later noticed both Sarah and Paisley in the living room.

“You girls have fun?” They nodded and Sarah stood up.

She went to her purse and retrieved Jake’s credit card. “Thank you for letting me use your card, Sweetheart.” He smiled and gave her a kiss, “Of course, Darlin’.”

He walked towards the stairs, “I’m gonna take a quick shower and then we can do games and movies.” “Games about movies,” Paisley added in jest. “We do have ‘Blockbuster’ and ‘Movie Movie Game’. I’ve been dying to play those with the squad,” Jake said before he went upstairs.

He got to the bedroom and went to grab some comfy clothes for after his shower and he noticed two bags that Sarah had attempted to hide.

Jake didn’t even try to fight the urge to peek inside, but when he did he noticed the note taped to the bags. “Jake, if you peek at what’s in these bags – you won’t get to see them until I see fit.”

“How would she even know?” He thought before reading on.

“You probably just asked yourself how I would know, because I just will Jake. I’ve got my methods. And even if you don’t believe me – do you really want to take that chance?”

He sighed and decided to wait it out.

*************

Jake’s imagination could only run so far with what could be in those bags, and when Monday rolled around – he had to ask.

He rolled onto his side in the bed, “Baby, I saw the bags in the closet. What’s in them? I’ve been going crazy trying to figure it out.” “Part of your gift, Honey,” Sarah giggled a little, turning to face him.

Jake scrunched his nose, “C’mon, please!” He pulled Sarah closer, “I’ll take just a hint.”

She held his eyes, challenging him just a little.

“Please?”

“Ugh, fine.”

He fist pumped, “Yes!”

Sarah rolled her eyes and got out of bed and went to the closet. “Wait, Sweetheart, I just wanted a hint, you don’t have-” She walked out with a wrapped box. “This is another part of your gift, I meant to give it to you when you got home but I got distracted with dinner.”

Jake sat up, a curious look on his face as he reached out for the box.

He tore off the brown paper and opened the box to reveal three pairs of boxers. He took them out and read what was on them. “I’ve got a heart on for Sarah…” He tilted his head, eyebrows furrowing as he tried to understand the pun. “‘A heart on’? What the he- Oh!”

Jake and Sarah started laughing.

“I love these, I’m wearing them to work tomorrow.” “No! Jake, what if the guys see those?” “That’s the point, Sugar.”

Sarah laughed and shook her head before going to her side of the bed, “That’s also a hint as to what’s in those bags.”

She could tell that even with his back to her, his brows shot up in shock. “So, now that you have wet dream material, can we go to sleep now?” “You’re mean.” “I love you too, Honey.”

***********

For Jake, the next day could not have gone any slower.

But there were things that made it worth the wait:

When he left that morning, his steering wheel had a note taped to it and a flower fell out of the visor. Jake smiled as he twisted the stem between his fingers.

It was a singular Fall Aster. His favorite.

He had the biggest grin on his face when he walked into the hanger. He put the flower in his book to flatten it and help preserve it. which he put in his cockpit next to his photo of her.

When he began to change, Jake did get teased for the underwear, but he didn’t care; he loved them.

“Nice boxers, Bagman,” Fritz had commented. “Thank you, Fritz. Sarah got them for me,” Jake grinned, pulling his flight suit up his legs.

Later that day at lunch, he opened the one Sarah had packed him and found another note.

“Guys! Guys! Guys!” Jake said, excitedly as he waved for them to come closer.

“Wait, did Sarah pack you lunch?” Payback asked. “Of course she did, because she’s fucking awesome,” Jake bragged as he pulled out a note. “And she wrote me a note! I’m the luckiest man on the planet right now!”

Coyote leaned over, “What does it say?”

“Hi, Love! Happy Valentine’s Day! I can’t wait to sit around the house with you! The Minecraft house has been needing renovations, so I hope you’re ready for that. I love you so much! Fly safe- Love Sarah (p.s. you have a nice ass 😙)”

“You guys have a Minecraft house?” Fanboy asked, brow arched in question. “Yes we have a Minecraft house Garcia. You don’t?” “No,” the WSO chuckled. “Well I think that says more about you than it does me.”

Rooster then walks in with his lunch.

“Rooster!!!” Jake shouts. “What?!” “Did Alyssa write you a note too?”

**********

Meanwhile with Sarah, she felt her day went by too fast.

She had woken up that morning to put both the note and flower in Jake’s truck and then the one in his lunch. And then crawled back into bed and pretended she never left it.

Jake brought her breakfast and sat with her as she ate before he went to work.

The day was a fun day in all her classes, except they still needed to practice.

They had cookies and cupcakes, and they played games. It was a day practically designed to go by quickly.

When she came back to her room after seventh grade practice, there were flowers on her desk and a giant stuffed lavender cow in her desk chair.

She giggled and shook her head before going over to her desk. Smiling at the stuffed cow, she moved it and sat it on the floor.

She sat in her desk chair and looked at the flowers on the desk. From a distance she hadn’t noticed that they had a hand drawn cow print design on the petals. There was a card propped up against them.

“Hey Sugar, Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope you like the flowers, and the cow (her name is Vandy, btw). I’m sorry I couldn’t get you a real cow and that the flowers are fake. I will make up for it at home though, I promise. 😉 I love you so much and the little rascals too. Check your fridge, there’s a treat for all of you in there. Forever and Ever, Jake ♥️ (p.s. I can’t stop thinking about tonight, you’ve got me all riled up at work – I hope you’re proud of yourself)”

Sarah smiled and opened her mini-fridge to find a box of chocolate dipped strawberries. “I’m so lucky,” she whispered to herself as she pulled them out.

She quickly took a video of herself doing a happy dance while eating a strawberry to send to Jake.

**********

By the time Jake got home, Sarah had been home for an hour.

He walked up to the front door and unlocked it before going inside.

“Honey, I’m home!” He cheesily sang out, sitting his bag down before going further into the house. “I’m in the living room, Babe!”

Jake smiled and jogged around the corner and into the living room.

Sarah stood up straight from her position in front of the TV where she had turned on the console. “Hi, Sweetheart, how was work?” Jake shrugged, “It was okay. Day drug on if I’m bein’ honest.” “Oh, I’m sorry Baby.” “It’s okay, I’m home with you now, so it’s much better.”

She walked up to him and kissed him, “Well, I’m happy to hear that.” She noticed that only one of his hands found its place on her hip. She stepped back, “What ya got behind your back there, Cowboy?”

Jake smiled and revealed a bouquet of real flowers.

Sarah gasped a little bit, reaching out to gently take them from Jake. “These are beautiful, Jake. You didn’t have to. I loved the cow print ones.” Jake smiled and placed both hands in their rightful places, “I’m glad. But I told you I would make up for the lack of real ones and I’m a man of my word, Darlin’.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again.

“Thank you, Jake,” she whispered against his lips, looking into his eyes. “I love you.” He smiled down at her and kissed her lips before wrapping his arms around her, “I love you too.” “Go get changed, and then we can get started on dinner.”

**********

After eating dinner and playing video games, Sarah and Jake decided to exchange their serious gifts.

They sat criss-cross on the floor with their backs against the couch with a rom-com going on in the background and switched gifts.

“You go first,” Jake said, gesturing to the jewelry box. Sarah untied the ribbon and opened the black velvet box.

Inside was a necklace and a key ring. “Awe, Jake, these are so cute. I love them, thank you!” She leaned forward and kissed him before sitting back. “I take it the key ring is yours?” Jake nodded and pulled both out.

He slotted the heart charm into the heart-shaped hole, “See, it fits perfectly. Completely fills the gap.” He looked down at her, his green eyes gentle and full of love, “Just like you and me.” Sarah smiled and looked up at him, her brown eyes warm and full of adoration for the man next to her. “You’re a dork.” “Eh,” he shrugged. “I’m your dork, though.”

She rolled her eyes and sat her gift on the table, “Open yours now.”

Jake smiled and opened the box, finding two necklaces. “So, whose is whose?” Sarah shrugged, “I wanted you to pick. I’m okay with either.” Jake nodded, “Okay, I think, you should have the key. I know guys traditionally have the key, but I was a pretty tough nut to crack in the beginning; you deserve it.”

He closed the box and sat it next hers on the table. “Thank you Sugar,” he kissed her temple and pulled her into his lap.

He wrapped his arms loosely around her as she relaxed onto his chest, her head falling into the space between his neck and shoulder.

Sarah inhaled through her nose, smelling Jake’s cologne. She hummed to herself and placed a few kisses on Jake’s neck.

Jake took a sharp inhale when her lips met his skin and his arms tightened around her. He felt her smile against his neck as she continued to kiss it.

She kissed whatever skin she could find, pulling breathy noises from Jake. “You like that Jake?” He nodded, “Mmhhmm~” She found his sweet spot and felt him tense under her. She gave that spot extra attention while planting her knees into the carpet and grinding down against him.

“Fuck, Sweetheart,” his hips jutted up and his breath was shaking. He moved one hand to the back of her neck and pulled her into a heated kiss.

Sarah was whimpering into his mouth, pulling back to catch her breath. Jake began kissing her neck, his hands moving underneath her sweatshirt. His hands roamed her skin as his lips trailed all over her neck. “Are you ready for your surprise?” She asked, instinctively rolling her hips.

Jake groaned against her neck, “Hell yes.”

She got up and helped him up, dragged him by his hand to the stairs.

He was kissing her up the steps, pressing her against the wall a few times and kissing her senseless.

“Baby, the more stops we take, the less time we have for the surprise,” Sarah giggled, head tilted to the side as Jake peppered her neck with kisses. “I mean we can always just do it against the wall. Go at it like animals.”

She moaned, “Holy shit, Jake.” She thread her fingers into the hair at the top of his head and pulled him away. “Do you want to see the lingerie or not?” Jake dropped his forehead against hers. “God, yes, please.”

Sarah smirked, “I thought so.”

She grabbed Jake’s hand and pulled him the next few feet to the bedroom.

When he closed the door, she turned to him and pulled his shirt over his head. “You’re fucking perfect,” she said, running her fingertips over his abs before palming him through his sweatpants.

Jake moaned lightly, jaw clenching as his hands twitched. “Please, Sugar~” “Get undressed down to your boxers and sit on the bed.” She pecked his lips before going to the ensuite bathroom.

“Yes, ma’am,” he did as told and waited patiently.

Sarah changed into the lavender piece, quickly touched up her make-up and fluffed her hair a bit before walking back into the room.

Jake’s eyes lifted the moment he heard the bathroom door open. He moved to get up but she held a hand out to keep him seated.

She walked up to him, tilting his chin up more with her finger, “What do you think, Love?” Jake gulped and his eyes dilated more. “Can I touch you?”

Sarah glanced down to see his fists knotted in the sheets, “Thank you for asking Baby. Yes, you can touch.”

Jake’s hands cupped the back of her knees before trailing up the backs of her thighs. “You look gorgeous in this color, Sarah.” He gave her butt a little squeeze before moving to the front of her body. “Thank you, Jake.”

He gripped her hips, fingers lacing in the straps there. “I wanna rip this off of you, but I need to see you in this again.”

His voice had significantly lowered and became slightly raspy.

Jake began placing kisses all over her stomach, moving up to kiss where the tops of her breasts were exposed. His hands had followed and cupped her chest.

He pulled her down to straddle him, making her gasp as her clothed center pressed against his cock. “Fuck, Jake.” He groaned against her neck, the desperate tone of the two words going right to his dick.

Jake’s right hand found its way between her thighs, giving her feather light touches. “Is it my turn, Sugar?” “Yes, Jake, please,” she whined, hips jerking slightly at the graze of his fingertips.

He quickly reached behind her and unclasped the bra, standing only to turn and lay her against the pillows. He pulled her bra off and tossed it behind him.

Jake sat back on his heels and looked at her, taking in everything. From the way her hair fanned out around her, and the glow of her skin in the lamp light. All the way to the baby bump he loved to see.

“You’re such a pretty mama, Darlin’,” he gruffed out as he reached forward and ran his knuckle along the side of her face. He smirked when her eyes closed and she inhaled shakily, “You like it when I call you that don’t you, pretty mama?” She nodded, rolling her hips slightly toward him and whimpering a little.

Jake smiled and ran his hands over her legs, spreading her knees to make room for himself.

He shifted forward to press his clothed crotch against hers. “Jake, don’t tease, please. I need you,” Sarah begged, her knees trying to close around his hips while she shifted her own hips to create friction.

“And you’ll have me Sugar, I just need to make sure you’re ready.”

Jake’s fingers danced up her sides before cupping her tits, enjoying the weight of them in his large hands. “Sweet Jesus, are they bigger than they were last time?” Jake groaned out, grinding his cock against he cunt.

He dipped his head to give proper attention to each breast. He kissed, massaged; nipped, licked. Her chest was his canvas and he loved seeing her in purple; marking her chest with his lips to create purple dots.

Beneath him, Sarah was gasping and humming with pleasure. She held his head and her arm wrapped around his shoulders. “Fuck, Jake~” She was grinding her clothed pussy against the hardness pressed against her, searching for any relief.

“I know ~fuck~ I know, Princess.” Jake’s hips rutted against her, craving the stimulation himself. “Jake, I need something, anything.”

He kissed down her torso, his fingers lacing in the bands of her panties.

As he pulled them down, he planted kisses on her legs – making sure to give the plane and hourglass tattoos on her thigh attention when he came back up.

Jake got comfortable on his stomach and her legs naturally fit over his shoulders. He made eye contact with Sarah as he flattened his tongue against her slit. “Oh shit~” Her right hand gripped at his hair and tugged a little, instructing him to move.

Slowly, he licked a fat stripe up her cunt and made eye contact as he re-positioned to do it again.

He repeated the action a few more times before she started to twitch. “Okay, I��ll give you more. You want my fingers Sweetheart?” “Yes, fuck yes~”

He smirked against her pussy before pressing his middle and index fingers against her lips for her to take into her mouth. When she did, he sucked her clit in between his lips and felt her moan around his digits.

She worked faster to prep his fingers, but when Jake’s mouth moved to her entrance and his tongue circled the area, her mouth fell open and he brought the digits down to her clit.

He rubbed slow, feather light circles around her clit as he dipped his tongue in and out of her.

Sarah's grip on his hair tightened as her breathing quickened and short, delicate moans slipped past her lips. He groaned as she tugged, sending delicious vibrations through her nervous system. “Jake, oh my- fuck, Baby.”

Then he switched; moving his mouth back to her clit and his fingers to her entrance, spreading the mixture of slick and spit before pressing his middle finger past the threshold.

“Fuck, you’re tight, baby,” he huffed out, blowing cold air against her cunt. “I gotta warm you up. Just relax for me okay?” He curled his finger, pressing perfectly against her walls. “There you go, Sweetheart.”

“Jake, please,” she didn’t even need to say it. He knew she needed his mouth again, the subtle push of his head was only confirmation. He dove back in, creating a vortex around her clit as his finger curled up.

The moan it drew was throaty, almost surprised, and it made Jake grind his hips down into the mattress.

With her chest heaving, Sarah needed to ask for more; she wanted more. “More please, Jake I need more.” He pulled back, looking up into her eyes, “You think you can handle more?” She nodded, words leaving her and coming out as a high-pitched whine. “Okay, I’ll give you more, pretty mama.”

He pulled his finger out, spitting on her pussy before adding the other and scissoring them slowly as he worked his way in.

Sarah could feel her walls flutter as she accommodated the stretch of the two digits. “Oh my God~” Jake smirked, curling his fingers and making her back arch as she tugged his hair. He repeated the motion while lapping at her pussy.

He felt the grip on his hair disappear and her hips buck against his face. He looked up at her and he wished he had a camera. Her head was thrown back, desperate pants and moans falling from her lips, her eyes squeezed shut. The hand that was in his hair had found purchase on the headboard and the other was twisted in the comforter. She was right there and he wasn’t gonna leave her hanging.

Jake twisted and curled his fingers, alternating how his tongue worked her bundle of nerves. He could hear her moans get louder and closer together.

But then they were muffled and he looked up at her face, seeing that she had covered her mouth. He brought his free hand up and tapped her elbow to get her attention.

She looked down at him and he turned his palm up for her to hold. She grabbed his hand and he gave it a small squeeze.

“Come on pretty mama, cum on my face. Don’t be shy about it,” he grunted out before going back to his ministrations.

“Fuuuuck~ Jake don’t stop,” she moaned out, her left hand pulled at the sheets and her legs tightened around Jake’s head.

It didn’t take long after that for Jake to feel the pull against his fingers and the pulsing of her cunt as she came. “Oh fuck~ hooooly shit!”

He worked her through her first climax and slowed down as he pulled back. He removed his fingers and licked them clean, groaning at the taste of her.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get over how good you taste, Sugar.”

Sarah giggled, still in her post-orgasm high. She brought her left up to caress his face. Jake takes the hand and plants kisses on her palm before kissing her ring. “Come here, Baby,” she cooed and beckoned him closer.

Jake grinned and moved up to her lips, kissing her sweetly as he pressed their conjoined hands into the pillow.

His free hand buried itself in her hair as the kiss turned hungry and desperate. Her free hand drug down his torso, nails gently scratching over his abs. She made it to his boxers, slippy beneath the band to stroke him.

Hissing against her lips, his hips involuntarily jerk forward. “Fuck, Sarah~” His head fell to rest on her shoulder as he moved in time with her strokes. “That’s it – holy shit~”

His nose was pressed into the soft point below her jaw, inhaling her perfume. He whimpered as her thumb ran over his tip, spreading the precum that had beaded there. She pressed a kiss to his temple, whispering in his ear, “Mama needs your cock Jake.”

The growl he let out was both desperate and primal. “Fuck, Sweetheart,” he pulled back, hips still rocking against her palm. “Is that what you need, sweet girl? Daddy’s cock?” “Yes, I need it, please,” she begged, craning her neck up to kiss him.

She removed her hand and snapped the band of his underwear against his Adonis belt. “These are in the way.” Jake chuckled against her lips and pulled away to remove the offending article.

He came back and positioned himself at her entrance, bracing himself on his hand. “You ready, Princess?” “Just fuck me, Jake.”

He chuckled and slowly pushed into her. Sarah’s eyes screwed shut as he stretched her pussy and she wrapped her arms around him.

“Jake, fuck, you’re so- oh my God~” Sarah moaned out. “You’re doing great, Honey,” he praised, shifting to brace himself on both forearms.

When he bottomed out, both of them were breathing shallowly. “Fuck, you feel so good.” Jake gave her a second to get comfortable.

He felt her walls flutter before they relaxed. Her breath shuttered against his neck as she spoke, “Move, please.”

Jake started out slow, pulling out halfway at first before pulling all the way out.

He did that a few times before she started to move with him. That usually meant she needed him to speed up. So, he did.

His lips met hers as he picked up the pace, catching the moans that spilled from her lips.

Sarah hooked a leg over his hip as she buried a hand in the short hair on the back of his head. “Fuck, Jake!” She cried out when he angled his hips up, hitting her g-spot just right.

Jake was pressing kisses all over her neck and face as he thrust in and out of her. His words were incoherent, being so lost in the feeling of his fiancé wrapped around him. But that doesn’t mean he was quiet.

With each roll of his hips, each clench of her cunt and drag of her nails, he was panting and moaning.

He pulled away to watch Sarah as he fucked her. Her tits were bouncing in rhythm with his thrusts and her back arched when he hit those special spots inside of her.

“Holy shit~” He ran a hand through his hair before cupping her jaw.

Sarah made eye contact with him as she wrapped her tongue around his thumb and closed her lips around it. “Oh fuck, Sugar.” After a moment she released it and he brought it down to rub her clit.

Jake watched her face twist in pleasure, “Oh, fuck Jake, I’m gonna cum.” “I can feel ya squeezin’ me Darlin’. Let go when you’re ready, I’ll catch you,” he encouraged, pushing one of her legs up to adjust the angle.

Sarah took the hint and grabbed the back of both of her knees. “Oooooh, that’s it Sweetheart,” he groaned out, rubbing faster circles around her clit.

He got an idea and removed his thumb from her clit, stopping the movement of his hips. “Jaake,” she whined, her hands slipping from her knees in frustration. “Hold on, sweet girl,” he cooed as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up into his lap.

She moaned at the change in position, arms wrapping around his shoulders and her head falling into the space between his neck and shoulder. “Jake, oh my God.” He chuckled and held her head against his shoulder before he started thrusting again.

“Fuck, that feels so good. Don’t stop,” she moaned out, arms tightening around him. He smirked cockily, spreading his knees a little further and he thrusted up a little harder. She yelped and bit down on his shoulder, in a futile attempt to quiet herself.

Jake grunted, threading his fingers in her hair and pulling her head up. “No, let me hear you. Let Daddy hear you.” He pressed her forehead against his. “Fuck, Daddy, I’m gonna cum. Please don’t stop.” Jake nearly whimpered but he stopped it from escaping by pressing his lips on hers.

Sarah started to meet his thrusts again, grinding down against him. “I’m so close.” “Let go for me, come on Sweetheart.” He sped up slightly and increased his power.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck, Jaaake~,” her entire body tensed as she panted against Jake’s lips.

It took everything in Jake not to cum right then as she looked him in the eye when she reached her peak.

He gently laid her on her back, gradually slowing the movement of his hips until he stopped completely but staying buried deep inside of her.

“Ride me?” Jake asked breathlessly. “Gimme a minute,” she responded, even more breathless. He chuckled and held his weight off her. “Okay, roll over.” Jake maneuvered onto his back, trying his best to stay inside her, and held her against his chest for a second.

When she caught her breath, Sarah circled her hips and he let her go.

She sat up and started to rock, lifting her hips up and sinking back down. “Fuck,” she panted out, her hands bracing themselves on Jake’s chest. His hands came to her hips to help her keep a rhythm. She pressed her knees into the mattress and started bouncing.

“That’s it, pretty girl, ride it like you own it.” Sarah smirked and leaned down next to his ear, “I do own it. This cock is mine.” Jake grunted as his hips canted up to meet hers, “Holy shit, Sarah~”

She propped herself on his chest again and Jake brought his head up to close his lips around her nipple. “Oh shiiiit.” His hand came up to give attention to the other breast, before he switched.

His thrust became erratic and sloppy, signaling he was close; but she started to slow down, her legs shaking with the exertion. “Fuck, Baby, I-I can’t-” He pressed a kiss to her lips, “Shhh, it’s okay. I got you.”

He flipped her back onto her back and picked his paced up.

“Fuck, I’m so close Sweetheart. Are you with me?” She nodded, tears brimming her eyes as she reached overstimulation.

Jake wrapped his arms around her, holding her as close as possible as he reached his climax.

“Ooooooh my God, fuuuck, hooooly fuck~” He buried his face into her neck as his entire body shook along with hers.

Feeling Jake’s cum coat her walls, sent Sarah over the edge for the third time. She could only wrap herself tighter around him as she shook and came with a weak cry.

****

It took a few minutes before both could make coherent thoughts again.

Jake swallowed and pulled out slowly, hissing when his soaked dick met the chilled air. He fell onto his side, pulling Sarah close to his side.

“I love pregnancy sex,” she muttered, still slightly in a post-orgasmic haze. Jake snorted slightly, kissing the top of her head, “Me too, Sugar, me too.”

It was silent for a moment, then light snores filled Jake's ears.

He nudged her awake, “Hey, no, we need to get you cleaned up and change the sheets.” She grumbled in protest before sighing in compliance, “Fine.”

Jake got up and went to the bathroom and turned on the bath, adjusting the temp before walking back out to see Sarah shoving the pillows off the bed. “What are you doing?” “You don’t need to change the pillow cases, just the comforter and the sheets.” She wadded up the comforter, looking at the fitted sheet, “Actually, just the comforter. We can change the sheets tomorrow.” Jake shook his head and laughed before scooping her into his arms, “Whatever you say.”

He had sat her on the toilet before plugging the drain and letting it fill up.

As it filled up, he grabbed a rag and got it damp to gently wipe her clean before doing the same to himself.

Once it was full, he put bubbles in it and some salts. He stirred them in with his hands.

“Alright, pretty mama, your bath is ready,” he helped her into the bath and then tied her hair up. “Are you okay? Is the temp okay?” She nodded, rubbing at her eyes with the backs of her wrists. “I know you’re sleepy, but this will help you feel better in the morning. I promise, once the water is cold, we’ll go right to bed,” he kissed her cheek before standing.

She pouted, “Are you not staying?” “I’ll be right back. I need to make the bed. I’ll leave the door open.” She still pouted but nodded and rested her arms and head on the edge of the tub.

It took Jake no more than 7 minutes to come back and settle in behind her in the tub. “Alright, c’mere,” he fondly said, pulling her to his chest. She hummed and relaxed back against him.

They sat in a comfortable silence, Jake caressing Sarah’s bump under the water. “I love you so much. Happy Valentine’s Day, Sarah,” he kissed her forehead. She hummed, tilting up to kiss his jaw, “I love you too. Happy Valentine’s Day, Jake.”

When the water started to chill, Jake helped her out of the bath and toweled them both off.

He carried her into the bedroom and slid a fresh pair of boxers up her legs and one of his old shirts over her head and tucked her in before he got dressed.

Once Jake also had a fresh pair of boxers on, he slid into bed next to her and wrapped her in his arms. “Goodnight, Baby. I love you,” Sarah pecked his lips, humming in sleepy amusement as he chased her when she pulled away. “I love you too, forever and ever. Goodnight, Honey.”

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hometown story // jax teller x oc

Jax Teller x F!OC (Dolly Dawson)

Warnings: 18+, language, violence, mentions of sexual assault, slight mentions of stalking, mentions of pregnancy/children

Word Count: 3,860

A/N: Long time, no see. Haven't really had the time or motivation to write, but I've been working on this one for some time. Enjoy!!!

"Just one more," He mumbles against my lips, his hands tangled in my hair that I spent an hour doing.

"Jax, I've gotta get to court," I tell him as I press my lips against his once again.

"I hate that we can't just do this all day. That we've got other responsibilities," He replies. I finally pull away from him and hand him my helmet. I peck his lips one last time and he groans when I take a step back from him so that he can't pull me back in.

"One day, when we're old and gray, we can spend all day kissing. But, right now, I've gotta go convince a very mean judge that this mom should have full custody of her kids." He smirks when I say old and gray, knowing that despite us only having been together for around five months, we were gonna grow old together. "I'll swing by my office once I finish up, run by your house to pick up that outfit I got for Abel, and meet you at the hospital."

"I'll see you then, darlin'," He murmurs before using my jacket to pull me back against him for one last kiss.

"Bye, baby."

I successfully convince the judge that the father shouldn't be able to have any type of custody over his three children after he left them alone for three days to go on a drinking binge while the mom was away for work. I was given this case on my first day at the firm I work at and it had been my most challenging one since moving to Charming. I was grateful to be done with it and go see my boys.

Abel was born a couple of weeks ago and I've been wrapped around his little finger ever since. I was with Gemma when she discovered Wendy passed out with a needle sticking out of her arm on the kitchen floor of the house that she and Jax used to share. I had spent the first couple of days alone with Gemma and Abel while Jax worked out his anger and decided that he was ready to meet Abel. Even though he wasn't technically mine, I loved Abel like my own and I was excited to raise him with Jax, even if Abel may only ever call me Dolly and not Mommy.

Since Jax picked me up from the courthouse yesterday, my car was still in the parking lot so I was able to drive myself to my office to drop off some files. I chat with the receptionist for a minute before opening the door to my beautifully decorated office completely destroyed. The cushions of my couch are sliced open, the pictures of Jax and I smashed on the carpet, and all of my desk drawers are open.

My heart instantly drops into my stomach. He found me. I don't know how but he found me and he wanted me to know that. I take a second to let my mind spin out of control before I simply just turn around and walk out. I don't think I can handle cleaning that up right now, so the best thing for me to do was avoid doing so. I force myself to make it to my car before I start crying, warm tears sliding down my face as I pound my hands on the steering wheel.

I had been able to escape all of the drama and the fear for the past couple of months lost in my whirlwind relationship with Jax. I hadn't thought about why I truly left Georgia because no one had asked me for more information; they all just accepted that I wanted to get out from underneath my parents' thumbs. Nobody wants to think that there's some darker past, they just want to accept what's easy to understand.

Once my breathing's under control, I drive to Jax's house. My plan is to go about my day, as usual, talk to Jax at the hospital, and then leave. I can't let the two of them get hurt, or anyone else at the club. My parents were already involved in a complicated way but they were protected by their status. Jax didn't have that same protection here.

I run into the house, using the key that he had given me just weeks ago that I was now going to have to give back. I don't pay attention to my surroundings when I walk into the nursery, so it takes me a second to register that it's been destroyed just like my office. I can't hold off the sobs this time. Abel was a baby, just a few weeks old, and he was already being demeaned and disrespected. His room that he hadn't even been able to sleep in yet was destroyed after Gemma had put in all that hard work to make it a home for him. My heart broke for him more than it broke for myself and my decision was further solidified. I manage to find the tiny SAMCRO onesie that I had made by someone at the office in the mess of destroyed furniture and baby toys and run out of the house to drive to the hospital.

I walk up to the NICU and see just Gemma in the nursery, Abel wrapped in her arms. I want to hold him one last time before I leave so I walk in. She starts to greet me but stops when she sees my swollen eyes.

"Sweetheart, what happened," She asks, her voice soft but concerned.

"Can I just hold Abel," I ask, completely ignoring her question so that I don't start crying again though it doesn't do me much good because the tears start rolling when I look at his tiny face. She stares for a second before handing him to me and I settle into the rocking chair that's next to his incubator.

"Hi, baby boy. I missed you today. I brought you a present. It's a onesie so that you can match your daddy." His eyes almost seem to light up when I say daddy and a sob breaks in my throat. The door to the NICU opens and I automatically know that it's Jax, but I can't look at him quite yet.

"Dolly, baby, what's wrong? What happened?" When I don't answer him, he crouches down in front of me, resting one of his hands on my knee just below the hem of my pencil skirt.

"Look, Abel, daddy's here," I tell this innocent baby, ignoring Jax because I just want one last minute with the two of them before I break their hearts.

"Dolly," Jax says more sternly this time and tilts my chin up so that I have to look into his eyes. "What happened? Did somebody hurt you? You gotta tell me what's wrong so that I can fix it."

"Oh, Jax, you can't fix this. Nobody can fix this." He looks up at Gemma and she moves to take Abel away from me. I turn away from her. "Just let me hold him for one more second. Please."

They both stay silent while I murmur to Abel how much I love him, how much Jax loves him, how he's going to be so smart and kind. I tell him that it's okay to cry sometimes and that he doesn't have to be strong all the time, that it's okay to lean on others. I tell him that he's gonna be so brave because he's already done one of the hardest things we ever have to do in life - survive. I kiss his cheeks, his nose, and finally his forehead before I hand him over to Gemma.

I let Jax help me stand up and lead me out of the room with a hand on the small of my back. We go out to the deserted waiting room, the sounds of phones ringing and people talking quietly in the background. When we sit down, he pulls me closer and cradles my face in his hands, waiting for me to start talking.

"I didn't tell you everything about why I moved here. Yes, I was trying to escape my parents but I was also running away from someone else. Before I came here, I was engaged for four years to a man named Chase Wright. He was the Chief of Police in our town and was close friends with my father. My father encouraged me to start dating him during my sophomore year of college despite our fifteen-year age gap. I didn't really love him or even like him all that much, but it was what my father expected me to do, so I did it. He didn't beat me or ever lay a hand on me, but he would neglect me if I made him mad or yell at me if he thought I embarrassed him. Sex was always just about him getting off and he hardly ever gave me any kind of pleasure, telling me that I was selfish if I asked for something more.

We were about two months away from getting married and I was working from home one day. I couldn't get my laptop to work right, so I was using his desktop in his office even though I wasn't allowed to. I accidentally opened the files on his laptop and found video after video after video of him and other police officers sexually assaulting women they had arrested or that were in the county jail. I have never been so disgusted in my entire life. There had to have been at least two or three hundred videos, Jax. I didn't know what to do, so I loaded them all onto a flash drive and went to the Georgia Bureau of Investigation because it was the only department above him.

He found out and chased me down to my parents' house. He tried to kill me, but my dad was able to scare him off and he went on the run. I couldn't sleep knowing that he could find me again so I packed everything up, found a small town across the country, and moved here, hoping that he wouldn't be able to track me down."

Jax's hands on my face are practically vibrating with anger. He never interrupted me, but I could tell that there were several times when he wanted to. I knew that he was itching to start making phone calls and start tracking Chase down, but he didn't even know the worst parts yet.

"When I got back to my office after finishing my case today, it was totally destroyed. I'm guessing he saw the pictures of you and me on my desk and flipped his shit. He was always very possessive of me and would lose it if another man tried to talk to me." I take a deep breath to collect myself and the tears start rolling once again. "He somehow managed to find your house and when I went by to pick up the onesie for Abel, he had trashed the nursery. I'm so sorry, Jax."

He stands up and starts pacing around the waiting room. He grabs one of the toys sitting on a table nearby and uses all of his anger to throw it against the wall, leaving a sizeable dent. My guilt makes me so nauseous that I think I'm going to puke but I have to keep talking.

"I'm gonna leave tonight and you'll never have to see me again," I say quietly which stops his pacing.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm gonna find somewhere else to go and I'll pack up my things and leave. I already left your house key on the kitchen counter. I'm so sorry that I did this, Jax. I never should have gotten involved with you knowing that he was trying to find me."

"Dolly, you can't just leave," He tells me, the increased volume telling me that he's close to losing it.

"I can't stay here and put you at risk! He'll kill me and he'll kill anyone that stands in his way. He has nothing to lose, Jax, nothing. I destroyed his life and now he's going to destroy mine. I won't let you and Abel be collateral," I say back and try to keep my voice even.

"I can protect you! He'll never even get near you, Dolly. You're not leaving."

"You can't protect everyone. You're a father now and Abel needs to be your first priority. He hasn't even been out of this building and someone has already violated him, his safe space. I love you and I love him and that's why I have to walk away."

"Don't say that," He growls at me as he stalks over, pressing our chests together. "Don't you dare say that to me right now."

"I feel like it's the only way that I'm going to get you to understand why I have to leave."

"The first time you said that to me was supposed to be when you were happy, not scared. It was supposed to be when we were laughing or you were holding my son or I was making love to you, not when you were telling me that you were leaving me. You don't get to say that to me while you're breaking my heart in two."

"I needed to say it before I leave," I tell him and bring my hand up to hold his cheek. "You have to let me go."

"No."

"Baby, please. Go see Abel. Talk to Gemma. Keep going on with your life. It's not going to stop without me."

Instead of answering me, he kisses me, his tongue tracing his unspoken words onto my own. I savor the feeling of him holding me, lost in my mouth, telling me a million things with just one simple action. I let myself have this last moment as Jax and Dolly before I lose him forever, before I lose a piece of my soul.

"You are my everything, Dolly Dawson. Come back to me, please just come back to me," He pleads and I nearly break at the sight of tears filling his eyes. I kiss him one last time and then I walk away. I don't look back.

My house feels empty, emptier than it has ever felt. We didn't spend much time here, but as I look around, all I see is him. I see him in the pictures that he helped me hang up. I see him in the blue paint of my living room where we spent an entire weekend listening to music and painting. I see him in my bedroom, waiting to surprise me after work with a bouquet of flowers.

Suddenly, I don't see him anymore. All I can see is Chase standing by my nightstand with a pistol in his hand. I accept then that this is the end; the end of the running, the hiding, the fighting. I look into his eyes so that he can see that there is no fear in mine. I've accepted my death and now he just needs to follow through with it.

"You've been quite difficult to hunt down, Dolly." His voice is cold, unfeeling.

"Obviously not if you're here," I reply and the tick of his jaw is something that I'm familiar with.

"I've had a lot of time to think about what you did these last couple of months." He won't fight with me about my sass, not right now.

"What I did? What about what you did? You hurt hundreds of innocent women and you would've gotten away with it. I'm sorry that you're actually facing consequences for once in your privileged little life, but I will never apologize for protecting women from a predator like you."

That strikes a cord and he slams me against my bedroom wall with his hand wrapped around my throat. He's itching to do more, but he's not quite done with his dramatic villain monologue so he keeps me pressed there, his face just inches from mine.

"You don't get to fucking talk about privilege. Your daddy is the only reason that you got away with half the shit that you've done. Don't act all high and mighty when you're just as well protected as I am. Well, I don't think your daddy would be too willing to protect you now if he knew that you've become a biker slut."

"You shut your fucking mouth," I hiss at him. "You don't know shit about me or my life now."

"I know that you spread your legs for the first man that looked your way the second you got into this town. I know that you feel no shame about being white trash now. I know that you're knocked up with his demon spawn. I could've protected you from all that shit, Dolly, if you had just kept your fucking bitch mouth shut."

I have no idea what he is talking about. Jax and I hadn't even entertained the idea of children yet, not with Abel just being born. That's when I realize that he doesn't know that Abel exists. He thinks that the nursery at Jax's is for our unborn child that doesn't exist. I feel relief until I hear the sound of a bike outside the house, and I know that things are about to get much worse.

"Dolly, you're not leaving," Jax yells as he enters the house. At the sound of his voice, Chase spins me so that my back is pressed against his chest and his gun is pointed at my stomach with his arm wrapped across my chest. I close my eyes when Jax's footsteps enter my bedroom.

"Put the gun away," Chase shouts at Jax, pushing the tip of his gun into my stomach.

"Let her go, man. You don't have to do this." Jax, always trying to help people, even when he knows that they can't be helped.

"She ruined my life. The only way this ends is with her dead."

"Jax, please just go. Please," I beg. I don't want him to see this and have to live with it for the rest of his life.

"I'm not leaving without you," He replies, his eyes never leaving Chase's face.

Jax raises his gun and points it at Chase. I close my eyes, afraid of what I'm going to see. A shot rings out, quickly followed by another. I feel Jax's arms wrapped around me before I feel the pain of the bullet embedded in my stomach. The thud of Chase's body falling makes me open my eyes and gasp out at the pain.

"You're okay, baby. You're okay. Breathe, just breathe," Jax instructs, the panic in his voice doing nothing to calm either of us.

"I don't wanna die," I whimper as he tries to put pressure on my stomach.

"You're not gonna die, Dolly. I'm not letting you die, okay, darlin'? I've gotta love you a whole lot more before I let you die," He cries, and the tears in his eyes tell me that it's worse than he's trying to let on. "Chibs! Chibs!"

I'm so thrown off that Jax is calling for the Scotsman right now that I don't notice the sound of the front door slamming open again and Chibs and Tig running in, Opie not far behind. Chibs drops down next to me and starts giving everyone instructions, telling Tig to call an ambulance and Opie to get some towels.

"What were you going to do, kidnap me if I told you I wasn't staying? I really don't think it would take three of them to take me out," I tell Jax and he seems surprised that I would be joking about something right now.

"Wasn't going to lose you and I'm still not going to," He answers, brushing my hair back and wiping away tears that I didn't feel fall.

"Is Abel okay? Turns out Chase didn't know about him, but I still wanna make sure he's okay."

"He's just fine, babe. Gemma's with him. Stop worrying about everyone else right now," He orders. Chibs moves Jax's hands away from my stomach and puts even more pressure on the wound than Jax was. I throw my head back at the pain and can't hold in the small scream I let out.

"He thought I was pregnant," I gasp out to distract myself from the pain. "Chase thought the nursery was for our baby, not Abel."

"Abel is our baby. You've been his mom since he was born, Dolly, and you're gonna be his mom for the rest of his life," He tells me sternly. Any other time and I probably would have melted at what he was saying, but I'm distracted by the sounds of sirens.

Everything becomes a blur after that. There seem to be a million paramedics in the house and they keep trying to push Jax away from me, which just makes him upset which makes me upset which makes me bleed more. It seems like it's going to be an endless cycle until they finally decide that Jax is not leaving me alone and work around him. He climbs into the back of the ambulance with me, never letting go of my hand. I finally pass out from all of the blood loss, and the darkness is like a warm hug.

When I wake up, the lights in the room are dim and it's freezing in the room. Jax is asleep in the chair next to my bed, his hand clasped loosely in my own and the sounds of his light snores echo throughout the room. I gently slide my hand out from his and attempt to stand up to grab his hoodie that's sitting on the chair at the end of my bed, except I almost fall over and loudly grab onto the rolling table by my bed. Jax jerks awake, his arms flailing when he doesn't feel my hand in his own.

"I'm here. I'm fine, I'm fine. I was just trying to grab that hoodie but didn't realize that my balance isn't super good," I reassure him as I sit back down on the bed, blinking away the little black dots that seem to cover most of my vision.

"Darlin', you don't need to be moving. You could bust a stitch or fall and hurt yourself. Lay back down and let me get it for you." Despite my distaste for being ordered around, I listen to him and try to hide my sigh of relief. He's gentle as he pulls the hoodie over my head and pulls my hair out from where it gets stuck. I lean into his hand as he slides it onto my cheek, his thumb rubbing little circles.

"I love you," I whisper, turning to kiss his palm.

"I love you, too, darlin'. So much," He whispers back. "Thought of losing you almost killed me. You're everything, baby, everything and so much more. Don't try and leave me again."

"I promise. Never gonna leave you, long as you don't leave me first.

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Adventures of You: Close Friends

(Content Warning: Burst)

You shudder as you realize that it’s almost time.

You're sweating, everything hurts from the top of your head to the tips of your toes to varying degrees. In no small part, the immense cramping and tension is due to how quickly you've grown with the monster's offspring. You shudder at a strong kick from inside, and I stroke your hair, trying to keep you calm.

I can’t help but wince as my own creature moves violently, straining my own full term swell. We both know there's no getting it out. Not alive, at least. It's why we were so scared of it, why we told the others that going into these caves was a bad idea. But they just laughed, calling us wimps, marching boldly into the dark.

Of course, they were boys. What the abomination found them, is simply ripped them apart. Quick, messy deaths, moving faster than we could follow, from one to the other, all of them decimated within seconds. But what it did to us was so, so much worse. We're both still sore just from the impregnation.

It's been about an entire day. That’s what my phone says, at least. We've been growing at a steady pace, awkwardly looking for escape as our center of balance slowly shifted, all the weight gain exclusively in our bellies, hoping that we could get help, save ourselves from having to deliver our inhuman offspring. In the end, though, the caves were too labyrinthine, we had gotten far too lost, and we were utterly exhausted, ripe and on the cusp of “labor”. It's just about time, and if nothing else we'll be able to face it together.

Your child presses forward once more as I gently stroke your belly, the feathery touches soothing your hot, straining flesh. Our bellies are right next to each other, fully illuminated in the light of my phone, so you can easily see that the movement of both our nightmarish children has picked up. I moan in pain as a full-blown thrust comes from inside. "It's... s-starting..." I whimper. A sharp jab comes from your own offspring as well, and you know you're not far behind.

We're in labor. There's no going back, all we can do is stay strong, and let our babies be born.

"Try to r-relax AHN!" I pant, as my own horror continues its efforts. You feel sharp pains, it's biting you. Tugging away at the delicate flesh of your womb, torturing you from inside. "Oh... oh no, it huuuurts..." I moan, my own baby joining the horrid fun. Sweat begins to run down our bodies, as the damage begins to mount. "It's gonna burst... We're bursting, it's really happening..." I cry as the pain mounts. It's getting ugly, between the bites and thrusts it's begun clawing at you as well, sharp points raking you from the inside, drawing blood.

"T-try to relax hon..." I whimper as soothingly as I can, stroking your aching womb as the nightmare inside your body continues its assault. Mercilessly thrusting over and over, making the internal pressure mount higher with each slam against your body, making you spread your legs reflexively, secretly hoping your waters will break and you’ll be saved, only having to scream out this nightmare between your delicate feminine lips.

I continue talking, trying to guide you while distracting myself from my own unbearable agony."If y-you tense up, it'll just AHN! J-just hurt more, t-take longer. I r-read it somewhere, and- MNPH! I-it's inevitable. Our babies are gonna r-rip us apart, it’s j-just dragging it o-o-OUT!" Your bellybutton slowly turns a bright red, your monster child making visible progress.

"Hahn… hah… J-just relax... let him r-rip you open... let him... ngh... let him kill you from the inside, you c-can't stop him, let him tear your belly o-open and be b-born..." I turn my attention to my own deadly offspring. "Come on l-little one... come o-on, tear out of mommy, meet your b-brother..." The child responds with vigor, eagerly thrusting harder, trying to break out of its agonized, fleshy egg. "Oh god it hurts! You're hurting mommy so much you little monster. C-come on, thrust baby, jump out and see m-mommy and auntie... AHN IT BURNS! Oh, it hurts, it h-hurts so bad… here, can you f-feel how strong he i-is?"

I straddle you, sweat running down my face as my longer, damp hair falls around my face. I carefully press my womb against yours, bellybutton to bellybutton. You feel not only the efforts of your child pushing out, but my child pushing against you. "MNPH... I can’t b-believe this is really happening, it hurt so bad, I c-can’t… Oh they're coming, they're gonna come OUT! Don't make mommy wait little ones, burst me, burst out of my b-belly and rape another girl p-pregnant with monsters, I can't stop you, c-come on, don’t m-make me wait!"

The words spur your own offspring to greater heights, combined with the thrusting of my monstrosity, and it becomes an aggravated frenzy of unbearable pressure and pain, both our children shoving against one another, trying to hatch out of their horrified, human eggs. "God... it's coming... I feel it, it h-hurts so baaad, come on little baby, crack me apart like a sh-shell, rip me OPEN, PLEASE, HURRY IT’S SO BAD!!!" You begin to hear faint tearing sounds from my womb, though you can feel your own body is not far behind.

I lean down, putting my hands on either side of your face and staring intensely into your eyes, even as tears fall from mine. "Burst with me..." I pant, sliding my hands down, over your cheeks, brushing your breasts, until I’m firmly holding your womb. "Please. Come on, let your baby be born, let it fill another poor g-girl with its deadly offspring, it's gonna t-torture it's way out of us, please, PLEASE IT'S RIPPING ME OPEN, I CAN’T TAKE IT, MAKE IT STOP!!!"

My brave facade falls apart as I begin making guttural noises of intense pain and distress, the clear sound of my uterus rupturing filling the space we're in. Your own child is eagerly shoving and thrusting away, the pressure is driving you insane, you almost wish your own womb would disintegrate just so the pressure is lessened.

Your wish comes true, much to your horror. You feel intense agony, followed by cold numbness. The sound of tearing flesh once again fills the air, but this time from you. You can almost feel every fiber of your uterus being broken one by one, torn apart by tooth and claw and pure, brute shoving force.

We don't have long at all now.

I'm beyond words, falling back from my aggressive, sensual position. I land against the wall across from you, vividly illuminated by the phone while I lean against the cool stone. Sweat drips from my aching, burning hot flesh. I utter a guttural moan as I convulse, toes curling and feet kicking at the floor, shoving myself harder against the wall, instinctively trying to escape the agony and maddening pressure that was echoing through every inch of my being as I began to reach the final moments of hatching.

There's no escape for either of us, however, my scuttling and pleading meaning less than nothing. Our rape babies were ready to be born, eager to emerge any moment now. Your own monstrous offspring is tearing the gaping wound in your uterus even wider, biting off chunks with its teeth while digging into the meat and fat of your abdominal wall with its claws. Every little movement from inside sends white-hot pain shooting deep into your soul.

It’s ok, cry out with the agony of it. There's nobody here to judge you for your helplessness but me, and I'm certainly not handling it any better. Sob and fan your hand at the blazing hot tearing feeling coming from your bruised, life-filled midriff, beg your child for mercy, pray to whatever gods may or may not be listening. Whatever makes you feel better as your deadly child makes its path from your breaking, bleeding body.

I arch my back and curl my toes, lifting myself on my hands and opening my mouth in a silent scream. You see crimson start to leak from a tiny puncture wound, a small spike having punched through my fragile flesh, which then quickly withdraws. Seconds later, you feel the maddening, searing sensation of your unwanted infant's claw piercing your flesh as well.

Not much more. Let it come, hon. Let your inhuman rape baby burst out of your belly as you sob and scream, let your newborn kill you as it rips your abdomen apart.

Don't fight it.

Let yourself birth.

As you tense it hurts even worse, when you relax you feel yourself being torn apart even more quickly, but to slightly less agony. You can tell I'm doing what I can to let my baby come, but can see just as easily that my abomination is obviously enjoying my pain, punching several little holes, even slicing along my skin as though ready to emerge, but always stopping just short. Your own offspring begins to torment you like this as well, savoring your screams and tears, enjoying the feeling of its glorified egg trembling and twitching with every little movement it makes.

This creature is no innocent creature, bursting because that's the only way it knows how to be born. No pitiable, ugly child that has a bad reputation through no fault of its own. No, our children are their father’s sons, through and through, sadistically enjoying torturing its way out of their hosts as they bleed and scream and convulse, likely already looking forward to inflicting this condition on another victim.

You lay there for what feels like forever, the monster's unwanted child thrusting and biting and clawing, feeling it toy with your organs, puncturing your lungs and intestines with its powerful hind legs, making you and I cough up blood as we twitch and spasm violently. Slowly, we begin to get weaker, growing cold due to blood loss and trauma, feeling our lives slip away bit by bit as we struggle to deliver our horrific bursters.

Then, at last, I speak once more. "It's... COMING... OUT!!!" Pushing my belly up as far as I can, at last, the tattered flesh rips open, making a sound like a wet paper bag holding an excited puppy. And, bit by bit, your own child presses forward until your own weakened flesh is overwhelmed. With an inhuman screech, our children tear free from our broken forms, disappearing into darkness quickly, before we can even properly take in their shape.

We collapse back to the ground, heaving in breath, blood oozing from the ruins of our midriffs. Our heads spin, the darkness deepens, and we grow colder as shock overwhelms us. Just two more victims for the legend of the eldritch monstrosities within the caves. Two more warnings for why girls shouldn’t do exactly what we just did.

Our last thoughts are to the poor girls our own children will force to endure this. Somewhere, someday, our birthing of these abominations is going to make at least two other innocent girls scream and sob as our grandchildren tear them apart from inside...

#bad end #monster pregnancy #unwanted pregnancy #bursting #AoY #first person perspective

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