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#he rlly is baby faced tho
michaelectras · 1 year
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in my head midam have three kids and none of them look like adam
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mattypattypinky · 3 months
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I hate having a cold it's torment. I can't sleep it off bc I can hardly breathe and I'll wake up w a dry and sore-er throat, no matter how much I blow or sneeze my nose is still rock solid stuffed up, I feel weak my neck and shoulders and back hurts and I feel heavy headed, my whole body feels weak and cold and hot at the same time and my dad is not buying medicine or anything so I'm just dealing w it w nothing not even soup :'( I want soup rn so bad I've sneezed up so much snot and tried to blow it all out but it just won't stop coming my nose hurts it feels so hard inside
I just wanna be better man 😭😭😭
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roseband · 1 year
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#i don't know why but three days later i feel like.. .weird uneasy about my pulmonologist appointment#LIKE i felt so relieved after the appointment wednesday and now i'm second guessing it and being like.. .but am i ok doe???#bc he was like rlly lax about everything and after catscan he's certain that the increased artery pressure in my lungs is from my heart#being a little wonky and pumping back some blood the wrong way#and not from the artery itself which... it's not the /dangerous bad gonna kill you/ type#(which is what my cardio said too)#but with how both my cardiologist and gyno reacted to that echo result im like... uh hhh should i be seeing a different lung doctor#i mean i gotta go back to the lung doctor in 6 months for a repeat of the lung function and stress test to see if results are same#idk?????? like i saw my gyno in passing for a prescription refill and he had 0.0 face about that result#cuz my pulmonary pressure on my echo was 41.........and i was warned by my cardio that that's shanking borderline#and the pulmonary doctor didn't even mention SHANK like did i need to be shanked???#like id rather be shanked if it confirmed that my lungs won't make me throw a clot thank u very much multiple relatives of mine have#had strokes and they SUCK#i see him next wednesday for my 6 months checkup which... im planning to have a long discussion about my pills with him#bc he's SO weirdly protective of me bc he dealt with the fallout of my mom's stroke 30 years ago#and also was the one who sent her out for her cancer referrals (i love my family but holy shit we're cursed)#like i've been seeing him for a decade tho... so i trust him fully..... LOL#so i'll just mention this to him too... cuz also like... heart valve wonk also affects if i wanna have bio kids#(also doctor that deals with babies may know of a different gene place i can go to bc im on waitlists lol)#wow i lik....e.... kermit... this is not fair LOL...#i should just trust the lung doctor... but i will ask my hooha doctor about what the lung doctor said to be safe LOL#personal
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naeviskz · 1 month
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“ PRETTY , PLEASE ” ๑‧˚₊ ─── FLX
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synopsis ; you think your roommate is really pretty, but you think he’s even prettier when he whines and begs for you.
genre 숌 virgin!felix x fuckgirl!reader | roommates AU
words - 4.0k+ tags/warnings 숌 fluff, pwp, smut, (slight age difference: felix is 23/reader is 25), sub!felix/dom!reader, noona kink?, perv!lix, oral (m), solo masturbation, corruption kink, edging, dacryphilia, rlly cute & soft ending tho <3
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Have you ever met someone so pure and innocent that you feel the need to shield them from any and all bad influences that might corrupt them?
Those were your exact thoughts when you first locked eyes with your new roommate Felix. You thought he was the most precious little bean ever ;( His shy, timid nature made you want to coddle him like a baby, and always spoke in such a polite, well-mannered tone due to you being his senior. At first Felix didn’t talk very much when he moved in and was constantly cooped up in his room doing god knows what, but eventually he’d warm up to you and the two of you soon became really good friends.
You don’t particularly like most men, you tend to get annoyed with them easily, only using them for a quick fuck because that’s all they’re good for. Personally, you didn’t care to start getting serious with anyone at the moment, prioritizing work and other future goals instead of boys who come and go. Felix was quite literally the only exception to this. You genuinely enjoyed his company and valued him as more than a friend, he was so easy to talk to and could make anyone in a room feel comfortable with his presence.
You loved how he never made a fuss about chores when you didn’t feel like doing them. He was never rude or brought strangers over, and he kept to himself most of the time— the perfect roommate ever. Felix was studying biology at school to become a veterinarian as he’s told you many times he loves animals before. You were already out of school by now, as you graduated 2 years ago but you didn’t mind living with someone a couple years younger. He’s very mature for being in his early twenties, even more than some of the 30+ year old “men” you’ve slept with in the past.
One thing you’ve noticed since he’s always keeping to himself, he takes his schooling very serious and constantly studies. He never drinks, smokes, or goes out to parties, but he doesn’t act better than anyone either, it’s just how he is. You’ve never seen someone so dedicated to their work, wondering in the back of your mind if he even knows what taking a break means. You’ve tried getting to invite him out to other social events but he would always say that studying was far more important, you seriously never seen someone be so obsessed with school. Before you graduated, you weren’t a straight A student by any means but you did care about your grades, overall you still managed to balance a social life within.
Felix was never the judgmental type, he didn’t care if you brought a lot of friends over or the occasional hook up you’d have, he would just turn a blind eye to most of those things. You didn’t think it’d ever impact the way you both interacted but unfortunately after a while things have started to get a bit awkward between you. He’s been awfully more quiet these days and whenever you two would walk by in passing he could barely even look at you. Any time he did, it was if he’d seen a ghost or something— the way his face went pale from being drained of all color and would immediately hurry back into his room.
You don’t know what’s up with him but the more he’s been treating you this way the more you feel like he doesn’t seem to like you very much anymore. This weekend you plan to have a quick chat with him about everything and to clear up some potential misunderstandings. Little do you know the real reason why he’s been keeping his distance from afar…
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God he feels like such a creep for eavesdropping on you having sex with someone else right now.
It wasn’t supposed to end up this way, he simply walked past your door without a second thought but as he came closer he heard what is presumably you moaning out another guy’s name. That’s when it piques his curiosity to listen further, he’s only heard this type of stuff from watching porn but it’s a whole different experience when in real life. He should feel more than embarrassed about doing this, ashamed for invading his roommates privacy in such a horrid way but he doesn’t move. Only continuing to press his ear up against the mahogany door, getting a clearer sound of your wanton moans, feeling something shift.. a familiar throbbing sensation causes the sudden constriction in his pants.
He’s far too gone to even think about stopping at this point, subconsciously dragging his hand further down as he comes in contact with his hardened cock. All he could hear was skin slapping, imagining you bent over the bed while taking it from behind, arching your back as you pant louder for them to go faster and faster. Felix continues to feel himself through the constraints of his clothing but it wasn’t enough for him, it wasn’t enough to alleviate the discomfort down there. So he ends up going back to his room to finish his little fap sesh, ridding himself of everything, t-shirt, sweats, boxers— ready to finish what he accidentally started.
“___, please..” he’d stir in his bed, going to town on his cock as he pumps his hand around it, thinking about you on top of him. “Noona.. m’so close…” he whimpers out desperately, feeling so overly sensitive that his body’s buzzing with pleasure.
Felix was so overwhelmed in his thoughts he barely noticed the precum leaking out and spilling around his small hand, his eyes were completely shut and zoned out in utter bliss. He wishes nothing more than to have you doing this to him instead, wondering what it’s like to have a girl as hot as you jerk his cock for him, he’s never experienced what it’s like but he’d want you to be his first if he ever does. It frustrates him that he can’t have you in the same way those other guys do, they’re more experienced and can please you better than he could.
One thing he knows now is that he’ll never be able to look at you normally again after doing all of this.
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Things just couldn’t get any worse for him at this point. He’s now found a pair of your underwear which has mistakenly ended up in his laundry somehow. He didn’t do know what to do … if he tells you it accidentally got mixed in with his stuff then you’ll probably accuse him of stealing them as an excuse. Plus he didn’t want to face the embarrassment of even handing these back to you. It was a really pretty pair too, a red lace thong with black trim and a cute satin bow on the front. He wonders how your ass would look in these panties, secretly getting so jealous of all your hook ups and how they’ve all got to see you naked.
Felix decides the best course of action is to quickly return them in your room before you finish showering. He’ll simply sneak into your room, put them back in your underwear drawer, and he won’t have to think about it again, this was going to be the easiest plan of execution. Boy could he have been any more wrong. He couldn’t find which drawer they were supposed to be in, essentially wasting more and more time trying to find where to stash them. He honestly could’ve hid them anywhere but he was paranoid about that seeming suspicious too. Then he just considers possibly keeping them for himself. Playing with the fabric in his hands as he thinks of the idea to jerk his cock with your underwear wrapped around it. If only you knew the things he wanted you to do to him..
“What’re you doing in my room Lixie?” You question your roommate’s intentions as you walk in from getting out in the shower. You catch him holding something in his hands but quickly stuffs the object away in his pockets.
Fuck he’s totally screwed. There’s no going back from this now.
“Uh- nothing! I was just about to leave actually-” just as he attempts to make a run for it, he turns around and comes face to face with you in just a bath towel.
He’s legitimately gone crazy now, stopping dead in his tracks to gawk at your beauty. You exude high levels of sex appeal without even trying, it’s almost intimidating being in the same room as you. Felix thought you look absolutely gorgeous in your natural state, noticing the fresh water droplets still glistening on your skin and wet strands of hair sticking to your face. He really wants to know what’s underneath that singular layer, sensing another uncomfortable situation down there.
“Don’t be silly Lix, you looked like you were looking for something. What’re you holding?” You continue asking but he refuses to give any solid answers, telling you over and over how it’s “nothing” and he wasn’t lying but something didn’t seem right about his behavior.
You saw he put something in his pocket from earlier, so without a second thought you reach into that same pocket to grab whatever was in there. Everything happened so fast Felix didn’t even have time to process what was going on, mortified when he sees you pulling out a pair of your underwear from his sweatpants.
“Why do you have these?” Your expression was stone cold, you genuinely looked pissed off and it was starting to frighten him. He didn’t think you’d actually be upset about this but now he wishes he had just hid it somewhere randomly.
“It’s not what it looks like ___, you’ve got the wrong idea!”
“No I definitely know what’s going on here. Didn’t ever really take you as the type to be such a perv,” you chuckle at his horrible attempt in making any excuses. Coming closer to him now, placing both palms on his shoulders, you get all the way up to his ear and whisper, “I like perverts though ‘cause I’m one too.”
His face burned a crimson shade, growing flustered at your sudden dirty confession. The only thing he could do was gulp out of nervousness, even more worried if you discover the massive hard on he’s sporting in his pants. A subtle smirk forms onto your lips, debating where you should kiss and mark first but you want to take your time with someone like Felix— he’s too pretty not to. You lightly brush your lips against his neck, as if he’s so fragile and delicate, making him tremble from the sudden cool air you blow against his skin.
Felix felt his heart beating out of his chest, internally panicking at what’s soon to come. It’s not like he didn’t want any of this to happen, he’s just worried out his mind and tends to overthink everything. Those anxious thoughts were soon adjourned with a pair of soft lips against his trembling ones, eyes bulging out from the sudden shock of your actions. He stood there awkwardly for a bit as he’s never kissed someone before, he doesn’t know how he should react but he mimics your movements. You deepen the kiss even further, gently caressing the side of his face into your palm— his body was so stiff it made you feel self conscious about you making the first move. He was kissing you back but it didn’t feel like there was any emotion behind it, everything he’s doing seems so robotic and manufactured. You’re starting to think he may not actually be enjoying this.
“Something wrong?” You cautiously pull away to voice concern, regretting everything if he’s uncomfortable by your advances.
He mentally curses himself, feeling more upset at you thinking you’re the problem. “N-no… you’re perfect. This is perfect, it’s just- I’ve never done it before..” His voice trails off towards the end, embarrassed by his lack of experience.
“You’ve never had sex before?” You blink in confusion, it was seemingly impossible for someone as attractive as Felix to have never had a single sexual encounter in his life. However, you’d be more than happy to change that.
“No.” He shook his head, frowning at his sad revelation that he’s a 23 year old virgin.
“Awee, s’cute. I get to be your first!” You couldn’t help but find that to be so adorable, you haven’t took someone’s virginity since freshman year of college, it excites you all over again.
He’s seemingly surprised by the way you respond, “You’re not put off by that?” Most girls in your position wouldn’t want to deal with someone like him. He needs to be trained, taught exactly how to please a woman the way she needs to— which you’re more than capable of doing.
“No, why would I be?” It’s not everyday you hear a guy as handsome as Felix say that they’re a virgin, it intrigues you in some capacity. You want him to become your cute little plaything, someone only you can corrupt exactly the way you want.
“So you’ve never pleasured another girl before? Like not even fingering?” You delve deeper with more questions, wanting to know everything he’s done or hasn’t.
He shook his head yet again, “no, I’ve never done anything.”
This was unlike anything you’ve seen before, at least the other guys you knew who were virgins had actually done a few other things but this was new for you. The fact he was able to confide in you with something so personal made you want to be his first so badly. Maybe this was perfect— you were way more experienced than him so you can show him the ropes, how it’s really done. You express to him that it’s okay he was inexperienced, it’s nothing to be ashamed of and he’s in good hands now.
“What if I don’t do it right?” Felix looks so worried, his adam’s apple bobbed each time he nervously swallowed.
“You won’t because I’m here,” you reassure him by placing an affectionate hand on his shoulder, flashing a warm smile. “I’ll show you how to, don’t be shy it’s fine baby. Just lye back on the bed and I’ll take care of you pretty.”
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He did everything he was told, all instructed by you. Lying down on the bed with his back against your pink silk pillow, the black tee he wore slightly rode up, causing you to get a glimpse of his tummy. It was too cute not to touch, your nimble fingers travel up his waist to raise his shirt higher, feeling up his lower body.
Felix felt so powerless as you hover over his frame, both your legs on either side of his, enclosing him in such a tight space. Taking slow, deep exhales, he grows more tense as you slide your hands north, it’s a whole new sensation he’s never felt before. His breath hitched at you suddenly coming in contact with his nipple, brushing over it ever so slightly to elicit a subtle reaction. You love how sensitive he’s become to any minor touch you provide, feeling your arousal leak further down to your thighs as you think of turning him into your personal slut.
“Should I take this off?” You suddenly propose an idea, referring to the bath towel that was hanging on you by a thread. It was seemingly already coming undone as you didn’t tie the front properly, he was able to get a good view of your chest peaking out at the top.
“Mhmm..” Felix hums in sexual frustration, unable to get a clear word or sentence out in any possible way.
You oblige, biting your lip seductively at him as you reach to untie the loose knot, slowly prying the towel off your body that’s now completely dry. “Let’s start off with something easy,” you carefully suggest, traveling your hands down to the band of his gray joggers, lightly tugging them down to reveal his boxer briefs.
The tiny, blond, freckled boy is staring up at you with his big bambi eyes, he can’t believe there’s a naked girl on top of him while he’s still partially fully clothed. All the blood surges to his cock, making him so painfully hard he’s never been so desperate for someone to touch him in his life. Hips bucking into nothing as he humps the air for any stimulation, you couldn’t prevent the giggle that escaped your mouth. Finding him to be so utterly pathetic.
You lean in to kiss him again, never quite getting enough of the yummy taste of him. Tracing your index finger over the outline of his bulge, you feel him pulse underneath as you keep teasing him with more light touches. He could feel you smiling into the kiss, biting down on his lower lip as your free hand gets tangled in his platinum locks. You eventually sprung his cock freely out the constraints of his briefs, watching it stick straight up from being so unbelievably hard. His cock was gorgeous, about 6 inches in length and 2.5” thick, his tip was an angry, ruby red but the rest a blush pink color. Your fingers laced around his shaft, getting closer to spit directly on it before giving him a few moderate pumps. Felix threw his head back slightly, gripping the bedsheets in utmost pleasure, whimpering loudly as he ruts his hips to match the movements of your hand. Unable to hold back from just how good you’re making him feel he calls your name out again and again. His deep voice only gets raspier, a beautifully stark contrast to his angelic face being stuck in euphoria. As your pace increases he only gets more vocal, panting heavily while begging to cum as his jaw slacks wide open. Flashes of white invade his vision, everything around him becomes to fade into a blur. That’s when it all gets abruptly ripped away from him, soon as your hand withdraws his cock he opens his eyes again. His lips quivered in devastation, feeling as though he could cry from this.
“W-why’d you stop?” He whines out of frustration, wanting so badly to cum all over your hand.
The sight of him made you so incredibly turned on. Obsessed with the mess you’ve created so far, his flushed, rosy cheeks with drool seeping down his chin, his precum has leaked out everywhere.
You don’t answer, only chuckling at his misery. It’s fun to play with him, see how far you can push him in getting to do whatever you want.
“Want me to suck your cock, hmm? Say pretty please and I’ll make you feel so good.” Never breaking eye contact as you say it, getting off on the fact you have all the control and he’s totally helpless in your hold.
Felix is reluctant to speak at first, but he chokes up the courage to stutter out a plea, “P-pretty please.. Noona please...” lifting his hips just to feel something— you aggressively force them back down with your hand.
A devilish smirk forms across your face, you didn’t know he was the type to call you that. You want to reward him even more but only if he can be good and does everything exactly your way.
“Don’t cum ‘til I say you can. Got it?” You flash a look that’s anything but merciful, getting a rush from this dominant role you happen to take on surprisingly well.
He nods obediently, understanding what the consequences may be if he doesn’t listen. He wants to try his best to please you in any way he can, it’s the least he can do when you’re the one doing most of the work.
Wrapping your lips around his tip, you feel him twitch instantly inside your mouth, opening just a bit to swirl your tongue along his member. His cock feels slightly sore from being edged once before, gasping when he feels the plushness of your lips on him. Sinking further down, you fully take his length in your mouth now, head bobbing up and down to get the entirety of his cock down your throat. Felix couldn’t move, think, let alone breathe properly— he’s so far gone that the only thing consuming his mind is you.
“Like getting your cock sucked baby?” You coo, bringing your hand to gently caress his balls, making him cry out even more.
He only frantically nods in response, too weak and too lost in the feeling to speak, “Mmm…” he mumbles, he’s so close but he can’t cum, he has to resist the urge but it’s so difficult. There’s no way he’s going to be able to keep this up for much longer.
“Use your words Lixie,” suddenly pulling away from his balls, “or else I’m going to stop again.”
He’s back to being whiny again, not wanting to be edged so cruelly like last time, he finally chokes out a reply, “Y-yes.. I love it.”
You really love the way he sounds, you could listen to him like this all day. Back to what you were doing previously, your mouth completely takes him in, lashes fluttering up at him while you’re doing the most unholy act there is. His brain goes fuzzy as he can’t get over how amazing this feels, broken moans escaping his throat from the warmth of your tongue enveloping his cock. Humming around him in response to his constant throbbing, Felix hisses from the vibrations throughout his body. He’s trembling with so many nerves hitting all once, it’s all so new to him; this might just be the most intense feeling he’s ever had.
“Nggh… gonna cum- can’t hold it anymore..” he meekly warns, tears roll down his face as it begins to be too much for him to bear.
You decide to let him this time, feeling a little sense of sympathy for a cutie pie like him. There’s always next time you can edge him and break him down until he babbles and cries even harder. Your core aches just thinking about all the fantasies you’ll bring to life soon, it’ll never be a boring day from now on.
“Go ahead baby, cum in my mouth,” you urge him to finish by going faster, sucking him off like your life depends on it.
He can feel the coil in his stomach tightening, pushing him to the edge as he’s thrashing around the bed, moaning and crying out all types of profanities. The last words he spoke before he came was pure gibberish, too busy focusing on his release shooting out— he lulls his head back into the pillow from exhaustion. He doesn’t think he’s ever came that hard in his entire life. His eyes rolled back as you greedily swallow his cum, still continuing to suck like he wasn’t mewling for you to stop. More of his load comes out as you keep going, milking every last drop of him until he’s all drained out and empty.
Finally letting go of his cock, you pull away as you make a loud ‘pop’ with your mouth, a thin string of saliva still connecting you to his crotch.
“You did so good for me Lixie,” you praise sweetly, coming up to kiss his pouty lips after you’d just sucked him dry. He kisses back immediately, getting a taste of his release on your tongue, “c’mere puppy,” you motion him to come along once you pull away.
He’s not sure what you have in mind but he follows anyway, blindly letting you boss him around at this point. Felix enjoys every second of it though, you may have unlocked something he never knew he needed.
Your hands run over his shoulders, “How ‘bout we run you a bath, yeah?” Your voice is as low and gentle as a whisper, sounding as though you didn’t just do those unspeakable things minutes ago. He’s more at ease you’ve turned into a sweeter, more compassionate version of yourself now, “I think my precious baby deserves it.”
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- 完 ︎♡︎
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ginkgo-phyta · 1 month
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I'm back again 😅
Hopefully, I'm not the only person with this opinion, but how do you think Spencer would react if his significant other told him that they thought he looked hot with his bulletproof vest on? 👀
omg is this injured spencer request anon?? I NEED TO KNOW im so sorry if it's not tho, whoever you are thank you so much for coming back!! i love you with all my heart you should use a special emoji as like ur own lil signature! :D
okay so i wanted to try blurb(?) format but mmm okay not really cuz just a wall of text was stressing me out but this is def more informal than my other work (look no capital letters!) and because i love you so much i present two scenarios for you :P... i cant fight this feeling anymore guys he rlly is so hot in his vest im becoming my most feral self grrrrr RAH RAH ALRIGHT hope you enjoy, my love!
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OKAY SO SPENCER REACTING TO YOU TELING HIM HE'S HOT IN HIS FBI VEST gn! reader, fluff, second scenario a little steamy in tone but nothing explicit just h*rny vibes, no other warnings
if you weren't a profiler: you'd never thought about it before- spencer in his bulletproof vest. sure, you knew that his job required him to go into sticky situations where the prospect of gunfire was imminent and he would have to wear proper equipment, but you never put two nd two together. you never even thought of a kevlar vest as something that could be hot...until you saw a picture of him wearing it.
"what the hell is that." you blurt out, voice serious with hints of concern.
"huh?" spencer's as clueless as ever, a little worried about your reaction. he was just showing you random photos his team members had taken over the years, all printed out for easy viewing courtesy of the ever-so-accommodating penolope garcia. someone had taken a pic of a beautiful lake where the bau had saved yet another victim, the sun dipping below the horizon line of pine trees, painting the sky purple and pink. "um...the sunset?" spencer was confused, "i guess maybe it was kinda a weird time to take a photo, but no one was hurt and we caught the unsub and the sky really did look-"
you cut off his rambling with a wave of your hand, eyes never leaving the photo in front of you, "no, no...what's that." you point to what you were talking about, a figure standing off to the side.
spencer takes a minute, becoming even more bewildered "...me?" in that moment your world changed.
"oh my god... "you whispered in a daze, firmly pulling the picture out of spencer's fingers and into your own, "what...what are you wearing?"
"honey what's wrong? it's just my bulletproof vest. i know it might look a little funny, but it, y'know, keeps me alive..." he scratches the back of his neck. a couple seconds of silence pass, but to spencer it feels excruciatingly long.
"spencer," you look at up at him deadpan "you look so fucking hot." to say your boyfriend was shocked would be an understatement.
he was absolutely blown away by your response, so much so that the way his face contorted looked borderline disgusted. "wha-what?? huh? what?" he clamored, eyes flitting over your face to find any sign you were joking.
"seriously, baby, you look so good. oh, my God!!" you almost shriek, gripping the picture tighter, the widest, dumbest grin pulling up your cheeks as you giggle like a schoolgirl.
spencer smiles at your reaction, still a little perplexed "you really think so?" the notion begins to sink into his bones, making him giddy.
you very enthusiastically nod your head, "are there any more pictures of you like this?" you rip the rest of the photos out of spencer's hands, scouring through them at light speed. out of nowhere, spencer laughs out loud, his nose scrunching in delight.
"i...don't know what to say. i'm flattered you think that," a wonderful blush shimmers over his cheeks, "but no i don't think there are. sadly." he playfully adds.
you stop all movements, slowly turning towards him, suspiciously calm. "well then," you grab your phone and suddenly stand up "looks like i'll just have to ask penelope for some!"
"wait! wait, no!" spencer calls after you as you start speed-walking away, your shirt barely escaping his fingertips. he yells out your name, his serious tone interrupted by a giggle of his own as he begins chasing you, "get back here!" he knows: garcia can never ever find out about this...
if you were a profiler: you had seen spencer don his FBI branded bulletproof vest hundreds of times over the years. although you had pined over him for years and were now finally in a relationship with him, seeing him like that didn't make you feel any type of way really. sure, you thought he looked strong and handsome, but most of the time you were too caught up in the case or situation at hand to focus on how he looked. until now. something had shifted in him in the last few months, not just with his ever-changing haircut, but within the way he held himself; more confident, more sure of himself, even more cocky, if you will. whatever it was, it drew your eyes to him in his tight little vest like a lightbulb draws in moths- instantly and continuously. it all came to a head when you caught the unsub responsible for drowning and resuscitating his victims until they couldn't be brought back to life. spencer dove into the lake with emily to apprehend the killer while you had helped the kid he had hostage reunite with his mother. you smiled at the scene in front of you, the teenager running into his mother's shaking arms, her holding him close in a tight embrace. another good ending, you thought to yourself before turning back to watch your fellow profilers make the arrest. suddenly, you mouth goes dry. there spencer reid stood; soaking wet, clothes sticking to his skin, chest rising and falling as he panted to catch his breath, his hand pushing his wet hair out of his face. and that stupid, goddamn kevlar vest. oh, fuck. the others walked away from the dock to situate everyone and themselves in respected vehicles that sat back on the road a few hundred feet away from where you currently were. as spencer moved to follow behind emily, hands trying to flick the water off of him, your gaze stopped him in his tracks. he stood there, a bit confused as to why you were walking towards him, seemingly entranced, instead of beelining behind everyone else.
he spoke out your name, but you remained silent, stopping just a couple feet away from him. you took him in one more time: the way his shirt became translucent, granting you with peeks of his skin; his sleeves rolled up, showing off his delicious forearms; the way his soaked pants choked his thick thighs. you became woozy with desire. spencer watched as your eyes dragged over his figure, drinking in every inch of his dripping body. "oh, baby..." you voice drawled out as soon as your gaze landed on his bulletproof vest, "you're absolutely soaking wet." spencer's eyebrows shot up his forehead at the suggestive twinkle in your timbre. you approached him further, chest just inches away from his. if he wasn't so intrigued by your reaction, he would have been a bit more cautious of lingering teammates. your hands came up to ghost over his vest, "did i ever tell you how good i think you look in this?" you looked up at him through your lashes.
spencer chuckled, "in the bulletproof vest?" you nodded in response, but spencer still couldn't really believe it. "uh, no, actually, you haven't." his eyes glinted at the way you bit your lip, his hands moving on their own accord to rest on your hips. you could feel droplets of water seep into the material and lick your skin, but you didn't give a rat's ass.
"well, you do." you whisper, hands wrapping around the back of his neck as you pull yourself up to press a kiss to his lips, "really, really good." your mouth moves enticingly with his.
"oh? is that so?" he whispers against your lips, diving back in, his fingers digging in your hips. he graciously kisses you for a moment before it dawns on him that you're both still at work- in an active crime scene, at that. "mmh, mmh!" he vocalizes between kisses as he tries to move his head back a smidge. his eyes peak open just enough to see if anyone else was around. your lips are addicting, rendering him unable to fully tell you to stop, unable to fully pull away himself. he's relieved when he spots no one. still, he know this is far from appropriate. spencer's hands move up your body to wrap around your wrists behind him, pulling them away from him and the same time he pulled away from you, "okay, okay!" he breathes out with a chuckle, "i believe you now" he tries to catch his bearings, but your pouting face causes him to laugh again
"spencerrrr," you groan at the loss of your beloved's kisses and he turns you around and pushes you towards the spot where the others vanished, walking behind you with his hands on your shoulders, your body held at an arm's distance.
"let's go, angel." his words brought out a hmph! from you. "we can do more of that later at home" he whispers, leaning in ever-so-slightly.
you turn your head back to get a glimpse of him, your eyes and smile equally wide with excitement, "can you bring the vest with you?!"
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A/N: OKAYYYY lemme stop myself before things get filthy LOL do yall know which episode im referring to in the second scenario? that end scene will always get me my eye are GLUED to spencer the entire time GODDAMN. okay anyway i hope you liked this anon!!! pls tell me yalls thoughts <3
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enden-k · 3 months
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Now picture Alhaitham patching up and fussing over Kaveh after the tournament. Despite the fact that Alhaitham is scolding Kaveh for not taking care of himself, hes gentle as he applies the banged and kisses each of the the patched up wounds when he's done.
hthm taking care of kavehs bruises after the tournament is always smth that makes me go 😭😭😭🥹🥹💕💕
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tho i dont think he would scold him, maybe lecture him a bit or say smth teasing, provocative (but nothing too harsh) to rile him up and get him to bicker w him to get him out of his lil gloomy after-tournament mood, while his hands take care of his bruises swiftly and gently, his usually sharp eyes a bit softer, not being able to resist pressing a kiss to his skin and kaveh getting flustered and stammering what hes doing (and hthm, trying to cover his own fluster, saying with a blank face smth like "you act like a baby so im treating you like one" by "kissing the ouchie away" (and not bc his self control is slipping and he rlly just wants to kiss the architect) and it ends with kaveh being back to normal, attempting to kick the scribe in the face while huffing and puffing—)
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moonstruckme · 2 months
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Omg omg omg I love you writing so so so much!
I was wondering if you could do poly!marauders (or can be just Sirius x reader) where Sirius goes to a tattoo shop and gets a new tattoo and the reader just gets a piercing.
Just rlly cute fluff with Siri holding her hand and babying her for the rest of the day, even tho his procedure (that’s a scary word) is more painful than hers
Thank you love
XoXo
Thank you sweetheart!!
cw: mention of needle
Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 607 words
Sirius’ fingers are curled around the inside of your thigh while he drives with the other hand. He hasn’t let go of you for probably a couple of hours now, since you’d first gone into the tattoo shop. At first he’d let you pretend it was for him, holding your hand while the artist inked up the side of his ribs, but it became clear pretty soon after that his touch was your security blanket. You haven’t relinquished it since. 
“Feeling good, sunshine?” he asks, pulling up in front of your place. 
He’s being a little extra gentle with you, which doesn’t seem strictly fair. He’d sat through his whole session with little coddling, didn’t even complain about your bruising hold on his hand when it was your turn. Your eyes had watered something fierce as the needle went through your septum, and Sirius’ eyebrows had pulled together distressfully. He’d brought your hand to his lips, murmuring a You got it onto your knuckles. Meanwhile, his side had to be throbbing the entire time. 
“Mhm,” you reply, brightly as you can. 
“Yeah?” He turns toward you, smiling prettily. “You look good. It suits you, gorgeous.” 
He reaches for your face, and you flinch instinctively away, backing yourself up against the passenger door. Sirius’ eyebrows rise. 
“Sorry,” you laugh at yourself. “Sorry, I just got scared you were gonna touch it.” 
He cocks his head to the side, giving you a deadpan look. “I wasn’t,” he says. “Fuck, babe, give me a little credit. I’ve had piercings before. I just want a kiss.” 
He leans forward again, and again, you dodge. 
“Actually,” you squeak, “I’d feel a lot better if nothing got near my nose. For like, the next several days.” 
He blinks. “You serious?”
“No, that’s you,” you remind him. 
“Funny.” He narrows his eyes at you. “You’re really not going to let me kiss you for the next several days?” 
You shrink a bit under his gaze, the unflinching intensity of it overwhelming. He’s doing it on purpose, you know. But you won’t fold. You know how to get him back. 
You let the pressure that’s stayed stuck in the back of your throat grow, your eyes watering. “I don’t want it to hurt worse,” you say pitifully. 
Predictably, Sirius melts like ice cream on a summer day. “Aw, it still hurts, baby?” He reaches for your face, then, checking himself, detours to your shoulder. His thumb rubs at your clavicle. “Maybe we need to do a saline wash already, it could take out some of the sting.” 
You worry at your lip. You can see Sirius itching to pull it from between your teeth, but he restrains himself, settling for giving you a stern look until you stop. 
“I don’t know if I’m ready for that,” you admit. 
“I can do it for you,” he offers easily. “Oi, don’t look at me like that. I’m not a fucking newbie. I know what I’m doing.” 
“After,” you say tentatively, “can we put on a movie and lay for a while?” 
He grins, slipping his fingers from between your thighs to take your hand in his. He smooches your palm. “I’ve got nothing else going on today, sunshine. And I got us that ice cream for a reason.” 
You perk up, joy sparking to life in your chest. “We have ice cream?” 
“Oh, so that can come close to your face but I can’t?” 
“I’ll be very careful with my spoon,” you tell him gravely. 
“Whatever.” He rolls his eyes, pulling your arm closer to smudge a kiss onto the inside of your wrist. “I can improvise.”
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fairyhaos · 11 months
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how seventeen act with their clingy s/o
requested by @cinnamoroxie: aaaa your writing is so cute <33 what ab svt w a pretty clingy / touchy reader? take care of yourself lovie and ty for writing this if u do!! 💓💓
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seungcheol:
this man is the father of 12 children and a dog. do you think he'd hate clingy people???? loves it when you randomly reach over to take his hand, or play with his hair, or poke his cheeks. is totally okay with you needing to be squished up against him whenever you're in the same space, bc tbh he really wants that too
jeonghan:
pretends to hate it whenever you practically fall on top of him whenever you see him, but wraps his arms around you so tightly so you can't move away. has a hairband permanently on his wrist, partly so he can tie his hair and partly so you can fiddle with something while his hand is in the space between you. his favourite act of clinginess is when you put his head into your lap and pet his hair
joshua:
have you seen this man? he adores affection, but also becomes so awkward in the face of it. basically shuts down if you kiss his cheek more than 5 times in ten minutes. lets out those beautiful laughs whenever you basically tackle hug him every time your eyes meet. would let you put the world on pause to hug him even if the world was trying to end all around you
junhui:
clingy back with you. you have competitions w him about who is more clingy in your relationship. junhui once spent the entire day hanging like a baby bear draped over your back, and you in turn spent the next day Refusing to let go of your arm linked in his. he starts fake-crying if you're in the same room as him for more than five seconds and yet Have Not come over to immediately crush him in a hug
hoshi:
either cannot get enough of it or is a blushing mess the entire time. you pecked him on the lips one time while he was with the rest of the 96z and he went such a bright pink that it was all they talked about for a year. he pouts The Most if you suddenly let go of his hand while you're walking, but is rendered flusteredly silent if you bend down to kiss his knuckles on a whim
wonwoo:
doesn't mind it, as long as it's not too public. however, he still absolutely loves how your touchiness means that your hand is intertwined with his basically 24/7. will politely tell you if it gets too much, but you being so open with your affection helps him relax too and has definitely been the one to lie in your lap a few times when he's had a tiring day
woozi:
he's resigned himself to essentially forever being your hug toy. used to dislike it if you were attached to him for a little too long, but now he visibly pouts if you're not huddled up next to him on the couch while you're together. goes rlly red if your clinginess manifests itself in kisses, and can barely talk for a minute straight afterwards
minghao:
if you flop into his lap the minute you see him, he'll look down at you in mild panic bc he thinks that something terrible has happened to you to make you clingy. soon gets used to it tho and realises it's just your love language, and is way more relaxed when you unexpectedly put your head in his lap. lets you play with his fingers. and his rings. and his nail polish, which keeps getting chipped bc of you
mingyu:
have you seen this man's arms? i'm betting he gives the best hugs. probably works out for that exact reason. if you suddenly hug him then he's not letting go for at least half an hour. looks like a kicked puppy if you try to leave his arms even if "mingyu seriously i need to pee so badly let me go—" "no, you initiated this, you're not escaping so soon"
dokyeom:
it never even occurs to him that your behaviour could be classified as 'clingy' because he. he is the exact same as you. loves to boop your nose and will giggle so hard if you do it back to him. the idea of you two Not being touching in some way is a concept that just doesn't exist. jeonghan jokes you must have a string connecting you two or something bc you're always together
seungkwan:
he's a hyper person, can barely sit still due to his urge to kick hoshi or argue with dino. however, if you're next to him and link an arm with his or lay your head on his shoulder, he's instantly ceasing his frantic bouncing so you can comfortably touch him. if he gets too worked up tho, then he'll grab your hand instead n drag you around while telling everyone off bc even when mad he'll let you touch him for however long you need
vernon:
totally cool with it. you wanna tug on the hair on the back of his neck while you're bored? he'll tilt his head downwards slightly to give you better access. if you're wearing face paint or makeup tho, pls don't lean your head on him bc he'll get yelled at by seungkwan yet again if he goes to the guy for help in removing makeup stains from his clothes
chan:
loves when your clinginess turns into you just babying him. pinch his cheeks, play with his hair, coo all over him and he's grinning so hard and his serotonin levels are through the roof. vv chill when it comes to your affection, goes about his day super normally even if you're basically hanging off his back like a koala
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ashurzs · 5 months
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imagine cat x dog trope, you being the dog with ur best friend being the cat..
you’d constantly go up to him, showing him everything, talking about your day and random things, while he just nods and keeps the conversation going.
cat x dog trope, being around him almost any time you can. a class together? you’re sitting next to him! lunch? you can go to that new cafe 10 minutes away! some other person keeping his attention from being only yours? man :(! it’s okay though.. he keeps his hand on your thigh to make you know he’s still there, but you’re so much more better than whoever he’s talking to!
cat x dog trope where dog will always perk up at the mention of cat, or even something somewhat related to him. favorite snack? cat likes chocolate! cat’s last name.? oh it’s- oo cat likes that brand of gum as well!!
but when they bring up cat with a shy smile and blushy face, you can’t help but feel your mood instantly changing. sulking sadly, you listen to the rants of someone else talking about how perfect of a boyfriend cat would be.
“such a jealous puppy..” he coos while kissing your neck. you blush and try and push the arms that wrap around your bare waist so snuggly away. “n-nuh uh..!”
“oh.? so if i started to hang out with them, you wouldn’t be upset.?” he swears if you had ears they’d instantly be drooping down. “w-wha..?! but!-“
“shh” he pinches at your nipple, successfully shutting you up. “only you, only my jealous puppy yeah?” you melt at the pet name he calls you, subtly grinding your ass against his lap.
“yeah? keep talking f’me..” he coos out, kissing the tears that never seem to stop falling from your eyes. with a sniffle, you whine again. “i-i’m better than them..!” letting out pathetic moans and pants as you continue to go up and down on his cock has you struggling to keep speaking coherent sentences.
“mee.. only me!” “i know baby, i know..” he coos condescendingly, the grip on your hips harsher and he practically takes control of your body by forcing you to keep moving up and down.
he smiles at your blushy face and dilated eyes, “whatt, my baby dumb already?”he bites on your neck, kissing and sucking on the skin to leave marks as he feels you clench around him once more. “aw, puppy getting close from bouncing on his best friend’s dick.?” nodding your head quickly with shut eyes and letting out whiny moans, you cum.
twitching as he continues to use you as if you were his fleshlight, you try and push yourself away. “t-too much..!”
“you can give me more, can’t you pretty baby.?”
jus a silly lil drabble :3 actually rlly like cat x dog trope tho !
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xo-cod · 6 months
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favorite positions/foreplay/aftercare/safe words for simon pls🫠💖 u dont have to do all of them tho ( or any of them:) )… hope ure doin better love♥️😘
going thru all my requests and :")) i hope you like this babe <33 this is rlly rushed but i loved it sm, if you want a more in depth version lmk 🫂
this is for soft simon 🩷 (might be ooc ‼️)
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favourite positions: i'd like to think he would indulge in mating press, missionary, g whiz, reverse scoop. these are the ones where you're focused on him, he needs to see your face that you're enjoying it as much as he is. it's also such a huge turn on when he can see and hear your pretty sounds falling from your lips everytime he thrusts into you. especially when he's back from deployment, he doesn't have the energy or time to be all in those intricate positions. he just wants you as close as possible and touching you as much as he can. caging you between his wonderfully built arms, his hips slowly thrusting in you with his lips attached to your neck, "feel you squeezin me so tight baby, feels so fuckin good"
foreplay: very very big on foreplay. if you're not feeling anything, immediately stops with no questions. caressing your skin, massaging your body, his deep rich voice whispering all the dirty things he'd do to you. he loves how your skin feels underneath his hands and will spend a lot of time just simply stroking you when he can, "c'mere beautiful, let me touch you"
aftercare: literally holds you as though you'll break, small kisses peppering your face while he helps clean you up. sometimes he'll hold you in his arms and take you in the bathroom for a warm bath where you both can clean up properly. he's very touchy with you, handling you as though you'll shatter beneath his calloused hands. will cuddle you close, his lips pressing tender kisses to your temples while he strokes your back gently, "y'did so good f'me, sweetheart. so so good"
safe words: this one is either a special word you've both agreed on before if it's more intense or the whole colour thing. he'll ask you periodically throughout, just in case you're not so overwhelmed. he takes your safe words very seriously so even when you playfully say no, he'll take that as a stern no and stops immediately. "how y'feeling f'me, lovie? still green, yeah?"
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pinkswaet · 7 months
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Ride it 🧡
Summary: Lando started to tone his abs a little bit more, which made you practically drool. So he kinda puts you in your place
Warnings: nsfw, daddy kink, blowjob, face fucking, spanking, pillow humping, spit kink, face slapping, light bdsm, choking, dacryphilia, 18+, age gap (reader is 19)
Lando and you were always the kind of couple who would fuck 7 times a week. There was no doubt to it. But nowadays it was more of a difficult game cuz Lando have been working out a lot, which made his abs even more toned. And u were loving it.
It was currently a lazy evening and u were on ur phone just scrolling. And lando was away from you, doing his work. He texted u saying that he will be back home in an hour but u didn’t check the message becuase u were too busy laying on ur bed with lights dim. Closing ur eyes and thinking abt lando. His hands all over ur body, his lips between ur thighs, his fingers spreading ur lips apart. Every single thought made u squirm more and more. With no other thought u started to touch urself. You pushed ur satin shorts down and dropped them to the floor and began to rub ur pussy in a slow pace. U closed ur eyes and imagined ur fingers as landos as u started to circle ur clit in a bit fast pace.
After circling ur pussy for a while u looked to ur side and grabbed lando’s pillow and sat on it. U could already feel ur heartbeat inside ur mouth. You threw ur head back as u kept on humping. The thought of landos thighs being the pillow made u wanna cum uncontrollably. You started to hump as fast as u can and grabbed the headboard for support. You were so close to cum. Your whole body starting to sweat. You were so caught up thtu didn’t even notice lando opening ur shared bedroom’s door. You kept on humping as u started to feel a knot inside ur stomach. You started to hump even more faster as u came on his pillow leaving white cum stains on the white pillow case.
You were abt to get down from ur high but u heard ur boyfriend from behind say “tht was good welcoming show, wasn’t it?” As he leaned on the doorframe looking at u with a smirk on his face. Although u guys were really comfortable with everything, still u were really embarrassed as ur face turned red. “Baby, how come u’re home early?” You rlly dont know why u asked him tht question.
“Just missed being with you” he said as he walked over u, standing on the edge of the bed. “But didn’t expect to get a show in front of me, didn’t i tell u to not touch urself when im away?” U were to dumbfounded to say anything so u just nodded. He came closer to u squeezing ur face to look at him. “What is it? Dont just nod ur head. Say words. Use tht pretty mouth baby” the way he was looking at u, u could tell tht tonight was gonna be long. U gulped before saying “yes daddy, u told me not to touch myself whn u’re away.” “And wht did u do?” His grip was getting tighter. U were just silent and he placed a tight slap on ur cheek which burned ur skin. “Wht tf takes u so long to answer huh? Are u trying to test my patience? Answer me. Wht did u do?”
U could feel tears forming and u said “i touched myself evn tho u told me not to” u couldn’t evn look at him. He thn cupped ur face and made u look at him and said “and u even humped on my pillow, ure not evn wearing any bra.” As he grabbed ur left tit and pinched ur nipple hard tht made u squeal. “Tell me wht were u thinking abt?”
U could feel ur whole body burn “i was imagining riding u.” Hearing tht he raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What else?” U barely managed to say “ur abs makes me wanna ride u for hours” he thn smirked again. “Well thn ride me.” Ur eyes widened. Not sure wht to say. Lando removed his t-shirt and jogger and layed comfortably with just his boxers. Tht sight made u wet instantly. The view in front of u was everything u wanted. “Remove tht top baby” u did as he said and dropped it on the floor.
U started to palm his dick but he grabbed ur wrist and said “use ur pretty mouth baby. without ur hands.” His words made ur jaw drop. He then spread ur mouth more with his fingers.
U were trying ur best to suck him without ur hands. But it was quite hard. And ur mouth was getting dry and u sorta chocked. Thn he grabbed ur face and said “open it more” and spitted inside ur mouth and now it was kinda easy for u. U started to bop ur head more faster as he grabbed ur hair and started face fucking u which made ur eyes teary. U were tugging ur nails on his thighs bec it was too much for u.
“Just breathe trough ur nose, ik u can take it baby. Be a good girl, okay?” He thn continued face fucking u. Just whn u felt his dick twitching he pulled u away from his dick. “Come on baby ride me. Fulfill ur fantasy.”
U slowly place urself on top of him and started touching his toned abs. Running ur fingers over thm. Practically drooling. U started slowly moving up and down his dick feeling so full. Tears rolling down ur cheeks. His one hand was choking u and the other one was on ur waist guiding u. “Thts it baby, dont stop okay?” U could just nod. “I feel so full daddy. Im g-gonna c-cum” he then spanked ur ass and said “oh yeah? Already? But we just started”
U we’re literally crying atp. “Please daddy let me cum, i cant hold it any longer.” He started guiding ur ass as he said “cum baby, cum all over my cock” u were literally seeing stars in front of u as u came all over his dick. “Who do u belong to huh?” He asked grabbing ur face placing a light slap. “You daddy, ofc u.”
“Thts a good girl, now get on ur knees.” U got on ur knees as he face fucked u. “Oh baby im gonna cum.” U were looking up at him with heart eyes as he came inside ur mouth and u swallowed all of them. “Such a good girl.” He said as he brushed his thumb on ur lips, as u smiled.
“I love u baby”
“I love u too daddy”
A/N: requests are open! feel free to ask what you want me to write! luv you ❤️
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hwanchaesong · 4 days
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Can I request an Ateez Yeosang x reader where it's her first time everything? First time orgasm, first time squirt, first time having sex and she bleeds and freaks so he helps her and calms her through it? Very smutty and extremely fluffy?
a/n: ooh, this req surprised me ngl 😭 but this is an amazing idea! i hope you'll like this tho, i rlly tried my best to make it lovey dovey but still smutty 🙈
ps. this has been on my drafts for too long so here we go. and i'm so sorry because this is SO SO SO LATE
warning!!! smut under the cut so mdni!
It was the heat of the moment, the intense make-out session with your boyfriend really took a toll on you until you blurted out the words that would make you blush.
"Let's do it." you murmured against the lips of the man that you call your beloved.
Said man was named Yeosang, processing what you just said that made him cease all of his movements.
Both of you are in a compromising position. His hands are inside your shirt, feeling your burning skin while you sit on his lap, basically grinding against him.
"Are you sure?" he asks, sincerely gazing into your eyes to ensure that you're not saying it out of pressure.
You gently smiled at his considerate attitude, leaning in to peck his lips and smiling at him softly, "I'm sure."
There were a few moments of silence, still contemplating whether he should continue, not until you slightly moved on top of him, effectively rubbing your aching core against his hard on.
"Alright, alright," he chuckled, shuffling around until he was able to lay you down on the mattress, "my baby is so impatient."
"I can't help it," you whined, gripping his shirt in an attempt to pull it off him, "I just.. want you so bad."
His eyes darkened, "Keep saying that, baby." he removed his shirt, revealing his toned body that made you drool before he leaned down, lips hovering above yours, "I might not be able to contain myself."
"Then don't."
He breathed through his teeth before aggressively kissing you once more, forcing his tongue inside your mouth and making sure to lick every crevice. A small yelp coming from you when you felt his hand grope your left breast, his thumb pushing on your nipple through your bra.
He went and sucked on your tongue, your face getting hot at the sensation while you let out a small moan.
He detaches his lips from you after a while, a string of saliva between you, a sign of the passionate make-out that took place.
"Let's remove this, yeah?" he smiled at you, taking your clothes off one by one until you're butt naked under him.
He told you he won't be able to behave, but look at him, treating you like glass. Like a goddess, and you love every moment of it.
"God, you're so beautiful." he complimented you, caressing your hips, lovingly staring at you while his hand crept up, feathery touches until he reached your face. "So perfect." he whispered, tucking a hair behind your ear.
"Stop it!" you whined, your hands flying to cover your face, being shy at the attention you're getting from it.
"What?" he snickers, gently removing your hands and leaving a lingering peck on your cupid's bow before sliding his lips down your neck, his murmurs tickling your skin, "Just saying the truth."
"Oh-!" you were pleasantly surprised when he began kissing your neck, leaving some love marks here and there as his palm covered your chest, tugging on your nipples.
"Oh god, Yeosang." you moaned, now feeling his mouth on your mound, sucking on it and lightly biting.
Soon, his other free hand snaked into your stomach and down to your navel, squeezing your inner thighs before experimentally dipping a finger into your heat.
He released your nipple with a 'pop' sound, "Mmh, so wet for me already, baby?" he rhetorically asked, but you still nodded, eyes tightly shut as you're too focused on the newly found bliss.
His fingers easily find your clit, rubbing it in numbers and shapes that made your legs twitch, "Feels too good." you said, holding on to the sheets when you felt something.
Your breathing got heavy, focusing more on the jolting pleasure on your core, not until he stopped.
"Why?!" you cried out, opening your eyes and throwing your boyfriend a glare, frustrated that you couldn't reach your high.
Yeosang made a show of licking his fingers clean, "Sorry," he says, but without any remorse in his tone, "I kind of want you to cum on my tongue because look," he showed you his glistening digits, "you taste so good."
You whimpered, not knowing what to do with his dirty talks.
"Told you not to be impatient." he clicks his tongue, positioning himself in between your legs and taking a whiff of your scent. "Fuck, you smell so good too."
Then he dives him, earning him a gasp and a pull on his hair, courtesy of you because his wet muscle on your pussy makes you feel a lot of things. Heavenly things.
He laps at your juices, sucks on your clit and you twitch when you felt a wiggling finger inside you.
"More." you moaned, making him add another finger as he curled his digits around, finding your spongy spot that had you rolling your eyes.
"Oh god! Yes! I-I'm-" you wailed, getting the clue that you're close, Yeosang made more effort. He sucked harder on your clit, his fingers getting into a hellish pace until finally, you let the pressure on your lower belly go, but it felt.. wet. Too wet even.
"Holy crap." Yeosang smirked, your juices flowing down his chin and hands, "Did I just made you squirt?"
What? Squirt?
"I'm sor-" you began apologizing but he shut you up with a kiss, guiding your legs around his waist and putting your arms on his shoulders.
"Don't say sorry baby, it was hot." he smirked, then you felt his tip prodding at your entrance, "Are you really sure about this?"
You gazed into his bright, brown orbs. Full of worry and love, and at that moment, all you wanted to do is give yourself to him.
"Yes, I'm all yours."
"Alright then," he pushed only the tip but it was enough to stretch you out a bit, "I'll go slow. Tell me if you want to stop."
You nodded, inhaling and exhaling to prepare yourself. You know it will hurt. Based on what you read, heard, and see. But you trust the man on top of you, you know that he'll take care of you.
Yeosang started pushing in, inch by inch, tenderly massaging your hips as a way to give relief during the uncomfortable stretch.
"Ah!" you cried out, feeling your hymen break at the intrusion.
It was too painful, which was likely since it's your first time.
Then, something trickled.
Red.
"Shit!" he cursed, "You're bleeding, baby, fuck. I'm so sorry."
He panicked, which made you panic as well.
He hastily pulled out of you, standing up from the bed and getting some wipes to clean up the blood.
Damn it, he only sees this in movies. So, it really does happen in real life. What a fucking revelation for the both of you.
"Does it hurt?" he asked after a while, kissing your forehead and staring apologetically into your eyes, making sure that you're not in any kind of discomfort.
You actually felt like tearing up, how did you even manage to bag a man like him.
He's there, painfully hard and possibly at the verge of being blue balled but he ignores all that, choosing to focus on your well being.
"Yeosang," you called for his name, cupping his cheeks and kissing him passionately, "I'm fine. Let's continue."
"Are you sure? What if-"
You placed a finger on his lips, rolling over so now you're on top of him, the biggest signs for him to shut up and proceed with what is supposed to happen tonight.
"It's okay." you reassured him once more, kissing him fully as you do so, "I don't want to do this with anyone but you." you whispered against his lips, lifting your hips and doing the work of filling you up with his girth.
You gasped at the intrusion, feeling the stretch once more but it wasn't as bad as before.
You don't know where you're getting the confidence, but to hell with it, anyone would feel bold if your significant other looks at you like the deities sculpted you themselves.
Eyes full of warmth, longing, and desire.
To hell with everything.
You started moving without giving it any second thoughts, you are tired of waiting and you know that the stinging pain would soon go away.
"Slow down baby, I-" Yeosang mumbled, gripping your hips as a way to control your movements.
You really don't mind the burning feeling in your thighs as you move up and down on his length, but boy did you want to ignite a fire within him.
"If you want me to slow down," you whispered, "then make me."
Well, that did the trick. Yeosang's eyes darkened and the grip he has on your hips is now bruising, "Didn't take you for a brat, really."
He scoffs and he definitely does take control of the situation, stilling you on his lap as he closes his eyes.
Ah, this is life, he thinks.
The way your drenching pussy clenches on his cock. So warm, so good. He could seriously bust a nut from the feeling of you alone, but that wouldn't be fun now, isn't it?
Your moans got louder when he started drilling into you. You can't move as he restrains you in his lap, making him do all the work, rutting his hips until your juices are rolling down your inner thighs and drips onto his own skin.
"Yeosang!" you whined his name, his unforgiving pace made you throw your head back, getting dizzy from the pleasure.
"Take it, baby." he says, his thrusts getting erratic as he chased his high while simultaneously waiting for you to finish first.
"Yeosang, I'm close." you panted, throwing your palms against his chest as an attempt to stabilize yourself.
"Cum all over me, princess." he says hotly, taking one of your hands and bringing it up to his mouth, sucking on your index and middle finger.
He really knows how to rile you up, and that was just enough for you to combust when you truly felt his tongue circling around your digits. Coming all over his length, your clenching heat allows him to finally cum as well, your insides milking him dry.
He went and grabbed your neck, bringing you in for a hot and messy kiss, panting against each other's mouth as you both came down from your high.
"That was so good." you smiled, clinging to him and wanting to go to sleep when the tiredness seeps into your muscles.
"Sleepy?" he asked you, to which you could only nod.
"Alright, let's clean up first so we're not sticky." he says, giving you a final kiss before preparing to stand up, "I love you."
You laughed, giddy and still feeling the dopamine in your veins, "I love you more."
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cocaineinmypssy · 8 months
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𝐒𝐡𝐡 🎀💗
𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭!!
sub!reader x dom!ethan
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it had been a long time since you had seen ethan losing each other because of finals and studying
you speedwalked to ethans and chads dorm
knocking as you held one bag of ethan’s and yours favorite snacks, the door opening as you quickly grabbed and hugged ethan smelling his cologne as you pulled your face into his neck “i missed youu”
“i missed you more” he said chuckling
pulling back he gave you a soft kiss on the lips and you gave him one on his cheek
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as a scary movie played on the tv you cuddled ethan closer a blanket under both your thighs since the skirt you wore made you cold, he rested his chin on your head and had his arm around your waist
you resting your head on his chest
he started getting touchy underneath the blanket rubbing his hand on your exposed thigh but you didn’t mind it and threw him a sweet smile he just loved how innocent you were
he reached more down and up your clothed pussy he acted like if he wasn’t doing nothing and his attention focusing back on the movie he quickly took off your underwear tossing it somewhere
his pointer finger softy running against your wet folds then his middle joining his pointer "mhm" you moaned softly as he quickened up his pace
you both made eye contact looking into his puppy eyes, now dark eyes
you started moaning louder as he flicked your clit "you close, baby?" he questioned "yea-"
the dorm door slammed open "hey Ethan I don't know if your here-" you started getting up, but he covered your mouth with his big hand and went faster your moans being muffled "Shh" he whispered, "but have you seen my varsity jacket?" Chad questioned you gripped onto his hand "also isn't y/n here" Chad chuckled out
"Dude, shut up y/n’s sleeping!" he whispered yelled but looked into your mortified eyes as he smirked you were so close moaning even louder "see you later ethan" Chad said low but enough for ethan to hear the door slammed shut as he took off his hand
he fingered you faster than before "f-fuck!" you moaned "make a mess on me" he said
you moaned as you came all over his fingers "s-shit, E" you said out of breath he laughed putting his wet fingers up into his mouth sucking his fingers (a/n-nastyass)
you climbed into his lap kissing him hard as he wrapped his arms around your waist as your manicured hands played with his curls 🎀
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i can’t believe i got a lot of notes my last fic thank you guys 😭 also my english isn’t really good so i don’t rlly know big words i’m french !! hope you like this one tho thank you! sorry it’s short
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lucysgraybird · 29 days
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Erm i js read ur pregnancy fic, is it possible for u to write an alternative version yk a happy one ??? 😭 it was rlly good tho but that hurttt
YES babe ofc im so sorry 🙏 i saw angst and it got away from me. sorry for losing my head. here is an alternate ending to this fic
warnings: labour/childbirth, blood mention, deeply unrealistic (should've put this on the other one too! i am an 18 year old virgin i know where babies come from and that's it)
The night the baby comes is dark and peaceful: there hasn't been more than a soft fall of rain in weeks, and the spring has brought balmy evenings that have made chores almost a gift to do.
Even more of a blessing is the time after chores, curled up on the porch under Billy’s arm. He's twisting the ends of your hair around his fingers absently, and you twist to look up at his face.
“What's on your mind, honey?”
“Hm?”
“I can hear your thoughts from here, Billy. Are you worrying about something?”
He tucks his chin over your head and you hum contentedly at being wrapped up in him, safe and warm.
“Just thinkin’ about the baby is all,” he says. “What we're gonna name her and that stuff.”
You laugh. “I bet it'll come to us in the moment. We don't even know if the baby’s a girl.”
“I do.” He slides his arm off your shoulder to your waist, placing his hand flat against your rounded belly. “Gonna be the best little girl, and she's gonna look just like her mama.”
"Mm...with your eyes, if we're lucky."
You crane your neck to peck Billy on the lips, coaxing a smile from your husband. Out of nowhere, a cramp twists through your lower back and you cover Billy’s hand with yours, wincing. He shifts you off his chest slightly to look at you.
“You okay?”
The pain passes and you can breathe again – it's not something you've felt before, but you know things get weirder the bigger the baby gets.
“Fine, yeah. I think she was moving around or something.”
Billy gives your stomach a firm look, which coaxes a laugh out of you and chases away your nerves.
“‘s not the baby’s fault, honey,” you say. “She's just getting comfy.”
“You're sure you're alright?” He confirms. “I can ride into town and-”
“I'm good. You don't need to worry, okay?”
He nods and pulls you back against him, his body a shelter from any worries.
As the night creeps on, there are a few more cramps but nothing notable, and you're able to fall asleep almost immediately when the time comes.
That is, until the middle of the night, when you wake up with your entire core on fire.
“Billy,” you whimper, grabbing for his arm.
He groans, still mostly asleep.
“The baby’s coming, Billy, you gotta-” You pause, a bolt of pain too great to speak through wracking your body for a moment. “You gotta go get the doctor.”
That wakes him immediately, and he's rolling out of bed before his eyes are even completely open. He takes in your face, screwed tight and shiny with sweat, and he's trying to get ready and comfort you at the same time.
“It's okay, darlin’, you're gonna be okay,” he says, not even bothering to take off his pajamas before tugging his work clothes over them and shoving his feet into his boots. “I’m gonna get the midwife and she'll take care of you.”
For all his confident words, his voice trembles and breaks at the end of his sentence from seeing you in this much hurt, which sends tears spilling down your cheeks. Billy scrambles for the door, then back to you to press a kiss to your forehead and a hand to your cheek.
“Gonna be fine, darlin'. I'll be back as quick as I can.”
You don't even have time to reply before he's out the door and gone.
The pain only increases while he's gone, time going hazy and strange. You can't figure out how long ago Billy left, or how long it should be until he's back – you can't really think of much besides the ache throbbing from your pelvis to your chest. Noises that don't sound like your own are tearing themselves from your throat as you writhe in bed, trying to find anything that'll ease the pain.
Soon (or maybe not soon at all, you can't say), Billy is bursting back into your room, the midwife hot on his tail. She takes one look at you and turns to Billy.
“I need boiling water and strips of cloth.”
Billy nods wordlessly and disappears out to the kitchen. You didn't realize how desperate you were for him until he was gone, and a new bout of sobs streak down your face.
“Oh, lovey,” the midwife says as she strips back your covers. “Your boy will be back soon, he's just helping me keep you safe while you're in labour. Can you tell me how far you are along?”
She tugs your nightgown up around your hips, and you're in too much pain to feel any shame.
“Baby’s right on time,” you groan. “Just about nine months.”
Your body bows forward with another stab just as Billy walks through the door with a steaming pot of water and strips of a clean sheet, and he nearly drops everything in his haste to get to you. Once he's sure that the midwife has what she needs, he's settling next to you, offering a hand to squeeze and a shoulder to lean on.
“You may want to step out, Mr. Bonney, this-”
“I'm stayin’,” he says, surely putting on a brave face when you grip his hand like a vice. To you, he soothes, “Hold on as hard as you need, darlin’, you're not gonna hurt me.”
“Okay then,” the midwife says. “Get ready to push, lovey, this baby is just about to come out.”
You don't even have to think when the time comes, a baser instinct taking over for you. It hurts like nothing has before and a wail chokes out of your mouth. Billy is still holding you, whispering sweet nothings that you can't quite hear against your temple. His lips are dry on the skin there, and it's grounding in the sea of sticky and hot that you're swimming in.
Suddenly, the pressure in your pelvis changes, but the pain doesn't. Everything is so wet. What is that?
“I'm going to insist you step back now, Mr. Bonney,” the midwife says.
You look up at your husband, whose skin is ash-white against his dark hair.
“Billy…?”
"You're okay, darlin', I'm just gonna let the midwife take care of you." His voice is shaking in a way that makes you nauseated, and the world is swimming around you on top of that.
He goes to step away, just as the midwife requested, and heartbreak rips across his face when you reach out for him. Then there's another gush of wetness and a dizzying wash of pain: the last thing you see before you pass out is the form of a baby in Billy’s arms and the most genuine fear you've ever seen on his face.
When you wake, it's just Billy in the room, cradling a bundle of blankets in a chair he's dragged to the bedside. He's up as soon as you wake, trying to smooth a hand over your head and hold the baby properly at the same time.
“Hey, darlin’, how are you feeling?”
You try to sit up and immediately throw in the towel, groaning. “Tired. And sore. Is the baby okay? What happened?”
“Baby’s just fine,” he says, tilting the bundle to show you a wrinkled, sleeping little face. “The midwife says she's the healthiest baby she's seen in a while.”
A soft smile blooms on your face. There's a relief warming you from the inside-out that you've never felt before.
“You were right about the baby being a girl, then.”
“Mhm.” There's a teasing pride in his hum, and you use a little of your waning energy to nudge his shoulder with your head. “I haven't thought of a name yet, though.”
“Can I hold her?”
Billy hands her to you wordlessly, helping you settle your arms around her.
“She's so small.”
“And she's already caused a lot of trouble for her mama,” Billy says.
He's joking, but when you look up at him, there are tears in his eyes.
“Honey, are you-”
“I'm okay, I'm okay. It was just a lot of blood, and I didn't know what was goin’ on. I thought you…”
The sentence ends there, but you know where he was going, and you lean into him.
“Can't get rid of me that easy, cowboy. We got a little girl to raise.”
The baby stirs a little in your arms, then settles back into a deep sleep. You watch her thoughtfully.
“Billy,” you say.
“Yes, darlin’?”
“How would you feel about naming her Kathleen? After your mother?”
There's dead silence for a moment before Billy presses a kiss to the top of your head.
“I think that's perfect,” he whispers, not trusting his voice to go any louder without breaking. “If that's what you want.”
“It is. Welcome to the world, Kathleen Bonney,” you say, and Billy wraps an arm around you. It is a perfect tableau: mother, father, and baby, and all the love there is in the world.
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huboi · 3 months
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poly baby
[scara, heizou + kazu x ftm! reader]
╰┈➤ includes; mentions of periods, slightly suggestive content, reader is referred to as bbg once, mentions of smoking w**d, mentions of alcohol, mentions of s*x
╰┈➤ decided to make this cause y not? btw if it’s not clear reader is in a poly relationship with scara, kazuha and heizou
╰┈➤ this content is rated 16+ for the suggestive themes, if I see you interacting with this post and you have no age or gender in your bio you will be blocked
╰┈➤ FEM ALIGNED DNFI!!!
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he’s a streamer, don’t ask why or how ik, I just know that he’s a streamer
has so many simps (as he should), they don’t give a fuck that he degrades tf outta them, they live for that shit
usually plays rpg games, sometimes plays horror games now and again
when he’s feeling generous, he will stream you and your other boyfriends cooking/baking
if u don’t want to show ur face then dw he’s making extra sure that your face is hidden from the cameras view
sometimes when he’s streaming you will randomly pop up in his room. as soon as chat sees you, they just start spamming stuff like ‘OMG ITS HIS BOYFIE’, ‘HE’S SO BBYGIRL’ etc.
scara ignores his chat obviously, and asks you y ur bothering him. 9/10 times you’re just there cause u want cuddles. sometimes ur there to give him food since he sometimes forgets to eat when he’s streaming for so long, ur his malewife what can he say?
when ur on ur period he’ll try his best to not be so angy cause he knows ur extra sensitive during this time, if he’s feeling generous he buys u sum food/chocolate etc.
want cuddles? beg/hj, he’ll tease tf outta u cause y not
scara and kazu are like ying and yang in a way, scara is pretty much the opposite of kazu. when scara is feeling up to it, he will hold kazuhas hand at random times
scara and heizou both banter 24/7, don’t worry tho usually if they get too fired up they just take it out on each other by aggressively making out. yes u have walked in on them a few times, but decided to leave them to it or just ignore them whilst u just go about ur business
scara does not give u any nicknames, he just doesn’t rlly like nicknames, he’ll just refer to u as ur name cause he prefers that, he refuses to be all mushy and lovey dovey. dw tho sometimes he does cave in to that kind of affection, but only indoors
defo not into pda, furthest he’ll do with any of u guys is hand holding, and that’s it.
one time scara ended the stream because he wanted sum loving, turns out the stream was still on, safe to say that his chat has never forgotten about it, they always find a way to bring it up. what was the loving u ask? he just wanted u to sit on his lap whilst he gives u kisses whilst calling u his pretty boy <33
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heizou is like the 2nd goofiest goober (no.1 position goes to scara sorry pookie bear😭)
I feel like he’s defo a pierced, idk I just get the vibes that he pierces people for a living
he has a nose piercing, both ears pierced and nipple piercings
likes to annoy scara when he’s streaming, like he’ll just open the door and stand there like 🧍
he loves you so much, like-
one time he came home when it was pouring down, as soon as he came through the door hr just beelined straight towards you (yes, you got very wet) heizou recommended that you two could shower together (safe to say kazuha and scara heard everything)
heizou and kazuha get along very well, most likely since they’ve known each other through tomo for a while
speaking of, sometimes tomo visits the house so that he and kazuha, sometimes along with heizou, like to smoke that zaza
don’t worry, they do it responsibly
heizou is low-key lightweight, wether it be zaza or alcohol, he gets affected very quickly compared to the others
the 2nd best when it comes to comforting you on your period, he mainly is best for buying you snacks/chocolate or whatever you’re craving
so whilst kazuha comforts you, heizou races to the shop to buy as much stuff as quickly as he possibly can before you end up fist fighting scara for being a pice of shit with you knowing damn well you’re dealing with shark week
heizou loves PDA, like yes sir
he can’t keep his hands off of any of you, mainly you tho
he and scara argue a lot but it’s not like bad arguments, it’s like rlly petty ones yk?
“YOU KISSED Y/N EVEN THOUGH TODAY ONLY I CAN KISS Y/N!” “IDFC!” *aggressive make out intensifies*
heizou hogs the blanket when you guys are sleeping too 😭
like you will all just be sleeping and all of a sudden yoink
yes you have to hit him awake with the pillow cause my man can sleep through a whole ass earthquake istg
I feel like heizou is very good at make outs, sos I don’t make the rules, he does
he just gives me those vibes you know
heizou is like a puppy sometimes, like you’ll be cooking ( let him cook ) and all of a sudden you’ll get jumpscared by a shirtless in boxers heizou hugging you from behind
the amount of times he nearly gave you a fucking heart attack 📈
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KAZUHA
he’s the most chill out of all 4 of you guys
he’s also high a lot, but it doesn’t affect him as much as it does with heizou and scramouche
he’s also a streamer, mainly cause scara introduced him to streaming
his fans love him, like low key yandere/hj
his fans love everything about him; his looks, his aesthetic, the fact he’s high a lot, his voice (can u blame them?)
yes, he and scara stream together sometimes
in the chat so many people gush about how cute they act at times, cause when scara isn’t being a lil’ shit he’s actually kinda nice and can be shy surprisingly
yes kazu does have piercings; ears, nose, tongue and di-
kazuha is quite affectionate but not extremely so like heizou, it’s just more casual
kazuha is extremely open to hugs and kisses whenever and wherever, so he’s ok with PDA
you want a hug in the supermarket? ok
want a kiss on the cheek on the bus? ok
want his d at home in the privacy of your room? ok
yeah kazu isn’t very kinky, he’s more vanilla, sometimes he’s kinky but rarely, only when he gets jealous ( which is truly a sight to behold )
kazu is a switch, it depends on who he’s with; if it’s with all 3 of you, switch. If only one other person is with him, he likes to top ( he’s a soft dom )
prepare for sooooo many cat videos from him, no matter what time of day at some point each and every day he will send each of you at least 5 cat videos
yes he technically has a cat but no, his friend tomo, who happens to be his ex, actually owns his cat (they got the cat when they were together so technically it’s both of theirs)
dw, tomo and kazu broke up just cause they didn’t have feelings for each other anymore like that, so they’re still very good friends
sometimes the boys get jealous and so after tomo comes around and seems a bit too close for their liking, well let’s just say you hear a lot of banging noises upstairs
are you jealous? no. mainly cause you have talked to tomo and it’s pretty obvious they’re just besties, they just sit very close together since they enjoy the closeness of each other if that makes sense
when sleeping, kazuha is strangely still, like scarily so
sometimes it seems as if he’s not even breathing so you get a big fright but he’ll suddenly let out a huge sight in his sleep, which calms you down
he’s actually a light sleeper believe it or not, he just falls asleep quite easily, he just sleeps deeply too
but the slightest of noises can just get him right up, wide awake as if he wasn’t sleeping in the first place
when it comes to dates, he usually takes whoever he’s taking with him on a nice walk in order to enjoy nature in general
he doesn’t really like fancy stuff unless if it’s an important day/anniversary eg. your birthday
he’s an amazing listener, like if you wanna talk to him about how you’re feeling, or just rant about your hyperfixations, he’ll just sit there and listen, nodding now and again to show he’s listening and not just staring off into space
scara and kazu get along fairly well, despite scaras opposite personality
sometimes he does have to put scara in his place if he’s being bratty in public or in front of guests etc. 😳
yes kazu is a brat tamer too, mainly only with scara and heizou since they can get a bit out of hand at times
if you’re a brat then…. prepare yourself
dont worry about the aftercare (wether it be a vanilla session or a tough session) he’s the best at aftercare, he will get you all the drinks and snack you need, he also helps you into the bath and helps wash up
when you’re on your period he mainly helps by soothing you with his voice but also cuddles and kisses
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2feng2cry · 6 months
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MUNCH GHOST 2⁉️
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hehehehe i finally got to write the continuation. anw this i realised is very toji coded so like sorry for that but not rlly lmao it was so fun to write. ALSO i accidentally made it gender neutral (no gender specific nicknames) AFAB reader tho.
part 1 ♿️
‼️cw : throatfucking, spit, too big dick ghost, messy eater ghost, kind of choking? but not with his hands 🫥, youre like upside down kind of, smut, cum play? not rlly but wtv
MDNI 😀🫵⛔️
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“this pussy’s fuckin’ tight f’me hun, did ya touch yourself when i was gone?” he questions while he’s still under the duvet. two of his thick fingers dancing around your entrance.
your thighs were pinned down by his unrelenting grip “stop squirmin so damn much can’t ya see im tryna eat” he spat on your twitchin pussy.
a glob of his spit running down your folds, “so nasty f’me.” he pushes it inside your hole, juices mixing on your entrance.
“no si please i didn’t i swear.” “you’ve been good yea? proud of ya hun.” he kisses your nub, feeling it swollen on his lips. lips fighting with his fingers for space, he goes back to lick your folds, writing his name.
“wanna see you si… please—“ pleading, your hands run through his hair, trying to pull him up.
“hmm.. do you now? well pretty, gotta have ya creamin’ on my tongue first if ya wanna see my face”. two of his long callused digits looking for your g spot, with every push getting you closer to the edge. him unrelenting, you let go and grab the sheets underneath, your body sweltering with him being between your legs, head heavy with his fingers plunging into you, hitting the walls underneath your stomach, being the only thing you can think of. your breathy whine and moans fueling him to keep going.
“tell me what you want sweets, can’t understand you if you don’t speak.”
“more si.. please omg i need it.. i need you.” you mewl as his fingers slows to torment you, his tongue not showing any signs of stopping. wanting more.
“fuckin greedy aren’tcha… patience.” slapping the side of your ass as he ravages you. hands running through his hair, pull and push, wanting more but everything feels too much at the same time. a stupid little bimbo like you don’t need to think too much, leave that to him. he holds you down with his body weight, fingers aiming at that one spot making you writhe, your thighs shaking now pushed to the edge, can’t hold it in anymore.
“FUCK..! i’m comin- si ii- i’m coming!!”
“fuckin cream on my tongue baby, missed ya somuch.”
your hole twitching and creaming under him, a sight he won’t forget, the reason he goes on the field, his precious darling, the love of his life, making a fucking mess on him. now whining from his tongue swirling and collecting as much juice and cum as he can.
you lift the duvet, to see him, a madman, your lover, having the time of his life.
“hey darlin, missed me that much huh?” his face drenched, crawling up the bed revealing his naked figure. his hands coming up to your face — his rough wet hands holding your jaw then bringing your face to his, lips to lips — melting into your touch, hands holding your body, sitting you up. your hands go to his neck, rubbing his back, his tense broad shoulders finally relaxing.
“missed you too love… now would ya be so kind to help a guy out” facing down to see his angry red hard throbbing cock.
taking it in your hands, sure it’s been a while but you don’t remember it being THIS big. “what did they feed you there simon jeez how the fuck did you get bigger”, palming his balls in your hand and pumping him with the other. “f-fuck heh.. it didn’t get bigger hun, just excited to see you again is all…”
all of a sudden, your head now dangling off the end of the bed, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat. his hips pounding into you, your nose smacked by his heavy balls
“what a beaut, so good for me” running up your tongue on his dick when he settles his cock in your mouth. “your tight fuckin throat grippin on my dick like a vice, only thing your good for huh, takin’ it like a slut baby.” the constant pounding choking you, likely leaving a bruise in your throat. airway almost closing up from the sheer size of him, his relentless pace not helping, his fat dick leaving an imprint in your putty brain at this point. throat acting as a cocksleeve for him. your hands reach out to your clit and rub circles, insistent on cumming with him. after three weeks on the mission, he's become more talkative, louder, and rougher than usual. his scent and the twitch of your clit serve as the only reminders of your humanity.
“come on baby, I know you can do it, stay with me, cum with me, let’s cum together hm? that sounds good, yeah?” your face getting hit by his heavy balls in every thrust, and him being balls deep in your throat doesn’t mean you don’t notice his grunts and moans, “fuck come on baby come on yeah ughhh so fuckin fuck- nice f’me”. you’re reaching your high when you feel simon’s hips stutter, holding your jaw in place, so he can pour his warm cum in your throat. “that’s itt….- fuck baby”, he grunts while you fall over the edge and finally burst with him, the feeling of his cum seeping down your throat, or rather up really. his jaws stay put for a while before pulling out his too big cock, patting your head and combing through the knots in your hair..
“that was a nice welcome home gift sweets”.
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