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number1jeonginstan · 7 months

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Bed Sheets

Lee Know x roommate afab!reader

A/N: This is the longest fic I've made to this day, so I hope you guys like it. I was supposed to finish it yesterday, but I fell asleep... If you want to be added to my taglist please comment under this post! I hope you guys liked this because it was really fun to write!! I really hope you guys like it!!!!!!

CW: Kinda Perv!Lee Know/big dick Lee Know, but the reader is also kind of pervy. One bed trope! Having to cuddle for warmth trope! Unprotected sex (please don't for your own safety), Lee Know calls reader kitten, cum eating. (idk what else)

WC: 2.6k

It was the dead of winter, snow was falling making the ground look like it was covered in a blanket. It was currently 11 at night, and you had just done your entire nighttime skincare routine. The lotion soaked into your face when your roommate’s cat, Soonie, strutted into your room like he did every night. Purring as he wrapped around your legs and brushed himself against you. You felt like that was your cue to finally put your bed sheets on, ready to curl up with a good book on your silk bedsheets after taking an everything shower.

“Lee Minho get your ass in here!” you yelled across your shared apartment. As soon as you placed them down, Soonie threw up all over your sheets. “What?” he walked up to your room, leaning his body on the frame. “Look at what your son did to my bed sheets” You looked at him with a face of disgust, but not anger.

“What do you mean my son? Last time I checked you told me Soonie is yours and laughed when he slept in your room at night instead of mine.” He looked at you with his signature stoic face.

“But that was before he barfed all over my only sheets,” you whined “Please just clean it up already, you know just the thought of someone vomiting makes me nauseous.”

“Fine,” he said with a sigh, getting some paper towels from the kitchen. “Where are you going to sleep now though? You only have one set of sheets and I know you don’t want to sleep on the… couch” his face ridden with disgust.

It wasn’t like the couch was that bad of a place, but when you walked into Jisung fucking a girl on it you vowed to never sit on the couch or be in a 5-foot radius without having to take a shower after. You guys even offered Jisung to take the couch but he said how you guys “now have a little piece of him.” You kicked him out of your apartment after he said that and did not let him come back without cheesecake and a horror movie marathon as a way to apologize.

“I would rather sleep in Soonie’s vomit than on that couch,” you said with a deadpan face. “Suit yourself,” he replied, already ready to leave your room without cleaning up Soonies… incident.

“Wait! Come back Minho,” you yelled, “please just clean this up for me. I’ll make you breakfast in bed” you pleaded. He was still walking away, about to go back to his room when you offered something he could not resist. “I’ll buy you pudding for the rest of the month.”

Now that got his attention, he came scurrying back to your room ready to clean your room. “You have a deal, now please get out of my way. The faster I finish this, the faster I can find what places sell the most expensive pudding” he said with a grin.

After he cleaned up Soonie’s mess he came back into your room seeing you on the floor reading your book. “Are you going to sleep on the floor tonight?” he asked knowing if you did you were going to complain about your back all of tomorrow. “I guess that’s what I have to do because I have no sheets to cover the wet spot on my mattress,” you groaned getting ready for the most uncomfortable sleep of your life.

“You can always sleep on my bed if you want”

“Really? The Lee Minho will let me sleep on his bed? Did hell freeze over? Are you sick?” you questioned. “If you wanna sleep on the floor be my guest.” He shrugged turning out of your room. “Wait!” you ran up to him giving him a bear hug from the backside, “I never said no.”

He chuckled at your response, “Go to bed, I’m gonna finish cleaning this up.”

Even though you are Lee Know have been roommates for years, you’ve only been in his room a couple of times. Almost all of them were to wake him up or ask him a question when he wasn’t in the living room. You took everything in as you stepped into his room. Lee Know was a minimalist, not having much in his room other than his desk, bed, dresser, nightstand, and a cat tree for Soonie, Doongie, and Dori. You didn’t really expect much from his room. He had a few pictures of him with you, Jisung, and the rest of his friends.

“y/n, are you done snooping through my room because I’m tired,” he said to you while taking off his slippers. “Calm down grumpy pants, I’m just assessing what’s going to be my sleeping position, I don’t know what side of your room I like better yet. Don’t you want me to wake up happy enough to make you a delicious plate of breakfast in bed?” you pouted at him.

“Just get on the damn bed” he grunted at you. You finally got into his bed, his comforter was so nice and cozy, but it was weird having a huge warm body next to you. You finally fell asleep after 30 minutes of tossing and turning.

You woke up to your body shivering, for some reason, the room was so cold. You turned to see Lee Know also shivering, his body shaking with each breath he took. You shook him awake “Lee Know, please wake up it’s so cold” you whimpered, regretting wearing shorts in the winter. “Fuck, why is it so cold?” he asked you finally realizing how the room felt like it was below freezing. He opened his phone to see a text from your landlord. “The power went out due to the snow and the backup generator isn’t working. That means the heat isn’t working either.” You could hear a tinge of annoyance in his voice. “How are we supposed to keep warm then?” you whined to him. Your body was getting colder by the second and your teeth began to chatter.

“We could cuddle?” he suggested a bit giggle in his voice. You and Minho cuddle all the time, especially during movie nights on the couch. This was the first time he ever asked you to do it on his bed, but dire times are dire times, so it wasn’t a terrible suggestion. You wrapped your arms and legs around him, and he did the same, making you guys feel like a ball.

Even after fifteen minutes of trying to combine heat by cuddling, you were still freezing. Your teeth began chattering again and you couldn’t take it anymore. “Minho, is there anything else we could do, I’m still freezing.”

“There is one more thing we can do, but I don’t think you will like it” he sighed. He was afraid you were going to think he was perverted for even suggesting it. “Please anything, I don’t care what it is, but if I don’t get even a bit warmer in the next 10 minutes I might just turn into an icicle.”

He laughed at you, you were so cute when you were angry. “We could combine body heat,” he said affirmatively. “What do you mean, we are already oh…” you replied. “We can do that, but you're getting naked first, I don’t want to be the only one naked” you giggled.

“Yah! What do you mean naked?” he asked with a concerned face, “We are still wearing our underwear silly.” He pressed your forehead with his finger. “Obviously, you really thought I was going to get butt naked?” you asked him giggling at his assumption.

“No, that’s not what I thought, I thought you thought that.” He kept rambling until you stopped him. “Please can you just take off your clothes, I’m going to die from hypothermia or whatever it is.”

He sighed, taking off his shirt and pants as you did the same. You couldn’t see much in the dark of the night, but you forgot how broad his shoulders were. You sometimes forget how beautiful Minho was because he constantly pestered you. “Are you done staring at me?” he asked. You looked at him gobsmacked “I am not staring! Plus you can not even see my eyes, mister. Now get to cuddling.” you said with the most assertive voice you could muster. You were thanking god that he couldn’t see the blush that was riddled on your cheeks, and the same went for him.

The last time he saw you naked was by accident. You were in your room changing and he opened the door without knowing. Somehow you didn’t notice or hear him, but he saw you. You were wearing a lace bralette and cute white panties with a pink bow on it. He just stared in awe and quickly turned into his room to take a cold shower, which didn’t help, at all. That was engraved in his mind for months, and he would feel guilty every time he jerked off to the thought of you, on your knees taking you in his mouth, or him pulling aside your cute little underwear and fucking you til all you knew was his name. He would never admit this out loud, but he was obsessed with you. He just didn’t have the balls to tell you.

You finally wrapped yourself around him again, feeling his entire body pressed into yours. Finally feeling warm and at peace, you fell asleep in his arms. Minho, on the other hand, couldn’t fall asleep. The feeling of your body pressed against his was something he could only imagine in his wildest fantasies. It was taking everything out of him to not just rut his hardening cock into you. He tried and tried to fall asleep, that was until he could feel your pussy grinding straight onto his cock, moaning his name.

“Fuck kitten, don’t do that to me” he moaned. You slowly woke up to hear his moan, rubbing your eyes awake. “Minho?” you asked with such innocence in your voice he felt like he could cum right there and then. “Kitten, go back to sleep, nothing happened.”

“I can’t, I’m so wet, just for you” you pleaded, he could see your doe eyes pleading even through the dark. “Fuck,” he replied.

Little did he know, you purposely pretended you were sleeping. Him liking you was no surprise to you. You knew that he saw you in your underwear and you knew he had been jerking off to you. You heard him when you came home early one day. The image of him moaning your name while cumming all over himself was engraved in your mind. You would fuck yourself on your vibrator thinking of him. You were waiting for the perfect opportunity, and you were finally given one.

You slowly palmed his dick through his boxers. “Don’t start something you can’t finish kitten” he grabbed your hand. “But I want it so bad” you whimpered into his ear kissing it and then his lips slowly. He couldn’t take it anymore. He flipped himself on top of you, kissing your neck. “You wanted this didn’t you?” trailing his kisses down your neck to your chest biting along as he went. “Fuck, I wanted it so bad” you moaned into his ear. “Wanted this for so long you have no idea.”

“You don’t know what you do to me,” he whispered into your ear before pulling your bralette down and sucking on your nipple. You could feel his erection on your thigh. It was throbbing and you needed to feel it inside of you. “Please, need it in me Minho,” you whispered. He waited for you to say those words for the last two years.

“Fuck kitten, I need you around me, but I gotta stretch you out first.” He slowly pulled down your panties, removing them and putting them in his nightstand drawer for later. Slowly putting one finger into your soaking cunt. “So good Minho, so good sir.” He moaned in response. “Can’t believe one finger is enough for your cunt to squeeze around my finger like this. You are gonna let me add a second one, let me stretch you out to get ready for my cock aren’t you?”

“Yes sir, going to be so good for you, going to let you fuck me with your big cock. Please, sir, give me another finger, I need you, need to cum around your fingers.” you pleaded.

“Awe, does kitten need another finger, I’ll give you another finger.” he slowly added another one, and to give you more stimulation he ran his tongue against your clit. “Fuck!” you yelled and started yanking on his hair. “Fuck, this pussy is sweeter than any pudding I’ve ever eaten. You are going to let me eat it any time I want, right kitten?” he moaned against your clit. That’s all you needed to cum. Your body shaking feeling his fingers hit that spongey spot inside you over and over again.

He slowly took his cock out of his boxers, stroking it. It was the biggest you think you have ever had, but also the prettiest. It wasn’t too thick, but it was long. You didn’t know how you would be able to take it inside of you. “Don’t worry y/n it will fit, you are going to take my cock so well aren’t you?”

“Yes sir, going to take it so well” you whined wanting to feel it inside you. He was going back to his nightstand drawer when you reached out your hand to stop him. “Please give it to me raw, I’m on birth control and I’m clean.” Just by you saying that and the thought of cumming inside you was enough for him. “I’m clean too, but are you sure y/n, I don’t mind wearing a condom.” Before he could even finish his sentence, you grabbed his cock, slipping his tip through your folds. “Want it inside of me raw Minho,” you whimpered. That was enough confirmation for him.

He slowly pushed his cock into you, the stretch not feeling too much because he already prepped you, but it was so deep, you felt like you could cum from him just putting it inside of you. “Fuck kitten, your pussy is taking me so well, wish we did this before, it’s like you were made for me.” he moaned while thrusting into you. He slowly started playing with your clit. “Wanted you so bad sir, wanted you for so long.” That’s all he needed to start thrusting into you deeper. Each thrush hitting your g-spot perfectly. With the stimulation of his finger on your clit, you couldn’t do it anymore. You started clenching down on him harder and harder.

Your cunt was locking him in and all he could do was groan. The final push was when he moaned directly into your ear. You came all over his cock letting your moans hit his ear. He pulled out of you stroking his cock “Where do you want me to cum kitten, where do you want it?”

“I want it in my mouth” you begged and that was all he needed. He pushed his cock into your mouth causing you to deep throat it, cumming down your throat. “Fuck, I can’t believe we didn’t do that sooner.” you giggled. He kissed your cheek “I agree.”

You both fell asleep in each other’s arms only for you to wake up to make him breakfast like you promised. He came up behind you seeing you wearing his shirt and gave you a big hug “You know I could get used to this more often” he said kissing your cheek.

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upsidedownmvnson · 1 year

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temptation | eddie munson

warnings: tension, kinda pervy thoughts, thoughts of oral and sex and all that

A/N: really just practicing writing tension and best friend eddie has me feeling this way

PART 2: Saturday, is posted

God, you were being such a perv. You were sitting on the floor of your best friends trailer. Eddie was sitting on the edge of his bed, strumming his guitar, but occasionally mumbling a little "fuck" or grunt when he makes a mistake. The noises, paired with his fingers moving on the guitar had you soaking wet between your legs. You couldn't stop watching, even though were supposed to be doing your homework.

You squeezed your thighs together, and tried to look down at the notebook in your lap before he caught you. You sucked your lip between your teeth, and looked up a him again. But he was already looking at you, caught, you both turned away in a panic. A matching blush strewn across both of you.

In the last couple of weeks, you'd been seeing Eddie as more than a friend - and he's mostly reciprocated those feelings. But both of you worried about the friendship, so you decided to take things slow. You'd made it about two weeks... but two weeks of stolen glances, and an accidental brushing of his fingers across your thigh.

But every time you saw him leaning against your locker waiting for you, or caught him smiling at you across the lunch table, you got butterflies. Sometimes, when you were watching him practice with the band, it felt like this. It felt like you were watching with ulterior motives. The way he looked so hot, it made the feeling in your stomach unbearable. You just wanted to reach out and touch him.

You were sitting with your back against a dresser, knees up, writing out math equations on a regular spiral bound notebook. Your textbook was beside you, but you only needed it to write down the question really. You were totally oblivious to the fact that in your skirt, you were giving Eddie a direct line of sight between your legs, letting him catch glances at your panties around your squirming. Once he noticed you'd starting trying to subtly clench your thighs together, he couldn't look away. You'd caught him twice, you just thought it was because you were watching his fingers.

The tension in the air was palpable. He started messing up more, and you starting squirming more. And with a scratch, he put this guitar on the bed beside him.

"This isn't working," he said. "I can't learn in these... conditions."

"These conditions?"

"You are... you look very... uh, nice today," Eddie said, looking all around you but not quite at you. If he had, he would've noticed the pink blush across your cheek. "That skirt is very... uhm, distracting," he said, finally looking at you. He had a finger over his mouth like he had to hold it shut.

You took a look at the situation, and immediately scrambled to sit on your knees, shoulder of your shirt falling down your arm, leaving most of your shoulder and collar bone exposed, but still covered in pieces your hair. You were stuttering out excuses, and explaining that you didn't mean to. You shuffled your books to the side.

And as he's looking at you, he thinks you've made it worse. Messy hair, on your knees, slightly out of breath. He thinks of about a hundred different dirty things he wants to do to you while your down there. He wants to love you all the time, but mostly, right now, he just wants to fuck you really bad. He thinks about running his thumb across your bottom lip, he thinks about you sucking it into his mouth, and he thinks about his dick...

"I'm sorry Eddie," you said, cutest look of shame in your eye. And it just makes him want you more, but not like this. Not for your first time together.

"Do not be sorry," he said, "I wasn't complaining."

You blushed, and rose to your feet. Eddie smiled at you, an unrecognizable look on his face. You'll learn later that it's how he looks at you when he absolutely lusting over you. And he's trying to resist touching you, but it's getting difficult, because he hasn't stopped thinking up scenarios and you haven't fixed your shirt.

But you made it impossible, when after all that you bent over to pick up your books, and as you shuffled to grab it all, your skirt inched closer and closer to the bottom of your ass. He couldn't look away from where the fabric was exposing your soft thighs. He wanted a handful of them. He wanted to hold them open while he ravaged you with his mouth. He wanted to mark up your thigh with bites to let anyone who dared to look at what was for him, they'd see you were well taken care of.

He said nothing as you picked your books up. As you tucked them into your backpack, he crept up behind you, pushing his front flush against your back. Your cheeks heat up with the sudden contact, and you freeze. Hands frozen in time, books still gripped firmly and half in the backpack. He brushes the hair on your shoulder out of the way, and places a single gentle kiss to the bottom of your neck.

"Just friends just isn't working for me anymore," Eddie said, voice low in a state of combined horniness and vulnerability. "Baby, let me take you out on Saturday, please."

You sighed softly as he placed a second kiss on your neck, a temptation you didn't even need because he already had you. You dropped the books, letting then drop into the bag and melted into him.

"Okay," was all you said, pushing your back harder into him.

"Okay," he said, kissing a few kisses up your neck until he placed a final, tender kiss on the soft spot just under your ear. Your breath caught in your throat, neither of you moved. Eddie moved a hand down and pressed him palm against the outside of your thigh, slowly running it up the soft skin until the skirt rose, slightly crumbled, just an inch or two. "If you wear this skirt again I probably won't be able to control myself."

You shivered, his mouth this close to your ear and hand on your thigh was making your head spin.

"I'll wear it Saturday."

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stvckwithaphobia · 1 year

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— ROOMMATE. [han jisung] 🗝

content/warning. han jisung x female reader �� roommates — perv jisung — rough sex — unprotected penetrative sex (don’t do this) — smut/pwp — dom/sub dynamics — kinda innocence kink and hints of free use — slight dumbification — reader gets called doll, good girl, slut and whore

word count. 0.7k

note. so deeply sorry I was so inactive again… but thank you for all the support nonetheless. my life has been a little rough lately, but I hope this time I will be back for real ❣️

important. minors do not interact, this is 18+ content — none of the characters are supposed to imitate real people, any coincidences with names and places are just for the sake of fiction — if you enjoy this content pls consider leaving a comment or reblogging this!

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He feels horrible. Captured inside a moral dilemma all over again.

That’s what it’s been like these past weeks—due to your insomnia, your roommate allows you to sleep in his bed with him. Jisung knows it’s easier for you this way, having someone to protect you from nightmares.

The act of yours is so incredibly innocent—completely opposite to Jisung’s thoughts running on his mind.

But, luckily, tonight everything changes when he hears you moan his name so softly in your sleep. Well. Jisung thinks you are asleep but in reality you are just trying to get a reaction out of him.

And, oh god, once he realises you have been playing with him, it’s as if a switch flips inside him—bringing out his most evil desires.

You don’t know how many hours it’s been. Your brain is foggy from the sensation of your roommate’s thick cock pounding into your wetness. He’s filling you so deliciously, the bulge pretty much visible in the position he has captured you.

His hand is seizing around your throat. He adds just enough pressure as you enjoy while you are busy trying to not completely lose your mind yet. But with the way he is staring at you—dark gaze of those deep brown eyes fixated on your fucked out face and that mischevious smirk provoking you even more—it’s nearly impossible to stay sane for any longer.

“I knew it,” he lets out between thrusts. “You pretend to be all innocent, baby, just for me to snap and take you as I please, hm?”

Oh, how much you do. You’d allow him anything at this point—toss you around with his strong arms, manhandle you in a position he knows is best for you. After all, Jisung hasn’t been super aware of the tiny details about your sexual interests for nothing. That pervy bastard made sure to keep track of all your likings.

Checking your search history on adult content, reading some chapters of those steamy romance books on your shelf and sometimes hearing your soft voice spilling from your lips when you brought some male guest over—just for him to listen to it and cum in his own fist.

But now he’s finally got you under his spell. Absolutely helpless underneath him—as you allow him to rail you into oblivion. Your thighs or more so your whole body will for sure be sore tomorrow.

“Tell me, how does it feel having your tight cunt stuffed with my cock, my pretty little slut?”

“S-so g-good, Sungi… so g-good,” you giggle. By now you are more than far gone, allowing your roommate to take care of your body in the most sensual way possible.

You’ve lost count how many times he has brought you to that sweet relief tonight. Jisung seems to grow liking in overstimulating you, slowly manipulating your brain to only reach your nth orgasm with his permission. Of course, by demanding you to always either keep your eyes on his or call out his name or both.

But it feels so good, so overwhelming—the way your own juices are spilling out of you, right before he rams his length into your aching hole again. Deeper. Faster.

“I knew it all along, doll. You’re just a needy whore for my cock, patiently waiting for me to fuck you as I like, hm?”

You let out a muffled babble then, followed by a high pitched moan and something Jisung makes out to be a combination of ‘more’, ‘harder’ and some syllables that sound like his name.

“Please– need all of your–“

He knows exactly what you need. And Jisung is willing to give you all of it—but for now he is not done with teasing you yet. Not after all the teasing you have been putting him in throughout this night and even before.

The little flirtatious jokes you’ve been making, the wandering around in your tightest shorts in the apartment in order to get a reaction out of him—the both of you are more similar than expected, the potential of being a little pervy for each other there from the beginning.

“Yeah, keep begging like this for me, doll, and maybe I’ll fill you with my cum. But prove to me first that you’re a good girl. You get that?”

You are definitely in for a long night and desperately wish this isn’t a one time thing—Jisung is undoubtedly ruining you for anyone else…

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daisyvisions · 1 year

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Just Like The Real Thing! - (k.s)

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), male masturbation, use of a fleshlight, mentions of clit play, one-sided pining, kinda pervy!sunwoo if you think about it, pet names used (princess, baby) sunwoo is a horny simp here let's just put it that way

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. A/N: consider this as my very late entry for Sunwoo's bday! I've been wanting to flesh out (🥴) this idea for sometime thanks to this very sexy ask. So to the anon that sent it, thank you ✨ proofread once, will fix it later.

To say Sunwoo was in love with you was an understatement, and everyone knew it. You were on his mind every second of his waking hour - your eyes, your lips, your laugh, the warm scent of your perfume - the list goes on.

But there was only one problem: you were Eric's girlfriend.

What made it worse for Sunwoo was the fact that Eric was his roommate. So almost every time you slept over, he would hear the way you and Eric would constantly go at it like a bunch of animals in heat.

The thumping sounds of the bed hitting the wall, Eric's muffled dirty talk, and, of course, your moans echoing through the room. Your beautiful moans that sounded out of this world.

Oh, how he wished he had met you first instead of Eric.

He wanted to be the one to make you moan the way you do, to touch you in your most sensitive places, to kiss every inch of your skin with his plump lips, and to hear his name chanted like it was the only word you knew.

Yeah, he was a total simp for you.

Often, when he heard you and Eric having sex on the other side of the wall, he found himself closing his eyes and wrapping his rough fingers around his leaking cock. He pumped his length to his heart's content while hearing you get fucked just the way you liked it, pretending as if he was the reason you were begging for more.

“Fuck, you're so deep-” you cried out. Sunwoo's eyebrows knitted together, cursing under his breath as he imagined your soft body on top of his, bouncing on his cock like there's no tomorrow. And when he came all over his fist, he covered his mouth with his free hand, hoping no one heard what he was up to at night.

Sometimes, though, he wished you could hear him moaning for you, hoping you might think of him that way somehow. But he would rather drown than admit that dirty little secret to anyone. So instead, he channeled his one-sided energy by making fun of the both of you the very next day.

“Oh, Eric!” Sunwoo would mock your moans using a higher-pitched voice than yours. You threw the kitchen towel at his direction as he continued to make more moaning sounds.

“Fuck off, you ass-” you replied back.

“I already do, princess.” he winked at your direction as he drank water.

As he walked out of the kitchen, it made you think for a moment. Did you ever feel bad that you and Eric were being too loud? Maybe. But then again, how could you when Eric treated you so well? Maybe he's lonely, you continued thinking to yourself. It's not like you've ever heard him bring someone home or talk about going on dates.

And then a bright idea suddenly popped in your mind, making you grin from ear to ear.

“What's the matter, Sunwoo? Don't you like it?” you chuckled.

“What the fuck am I supposed to do with this?!” He waved the fleshlight in front of your face, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. What in God's name gave you the idea to gift him a sex toy?

“Well, we don't see you bringing anyone home, so Eric and I thought, why not?”

“Oh wow, thanks. That's really sweet of you.” he rolled his eyes.

“Have fun!” You shouted back as he immediately walked back into his room, shoving the toy in one of his drawers never to be seen again… for a few weeks, that is.

You weren't supposed to tell Sunwoo the little detail about your gift. It had just slipped out one night while everyone was out for drinks.

You had a little too much in your system and suddenly plopped down next to Sunwoo to take a break from dancing with Eric.

“Sunwwoooo. Hey, Sunwoooo-” you slurred your words.

“Hm?” He hummed.

“Remember when I gave you that fleshlight a few weeks back?”

“Uh… yeah? And no, I haven't been using it if that's what you're thinking.” He raised his eyebrow skeptically, wondering why you were suddenly bringing up the topic.

“Well… I have a little secret about that gift. C'mon, come closer.” You curled your finger in a gesture for him to come hither. You leaned forward next to his ear, making sure that the next thing you're about to say is only heard between the two of you.

“…Actually, the shape of that fleshlight is a copy of my actual pussy” you giggled.

Sunwoo pulled his head to look at you, shocked at your admission. Eyes widened and cheeks turning hot. “….W-what?” he stammered as you continued to giggle at his reaction.

“You’re- you’re lying-“ he continued.

“No! I'm serious! It's a copy of my pussy.”

“Why the fuck would you go on and do that?!” He exclaimed.

“I thought it would be kinda funny to do it.” You shrugged as you lightly placed your hand on his knee. Even the slightest touch from you right now was making his skin feel like it's on fire.

His mind was all over the place. What was he gonna do with this kind of information now?

“Well, I'm gonna head back. Wanna join us?” you asked him, breaking his momentary trance.

“I- uh, I think I might head out in a bit. Kinda feeling tired from today if that's fine”

“Okay! We'll see you at home then.” You shrugged and gave him a kiss on his head before getting up to dance once more.

The time it took Sunwoo to rush from the club all the way back to the apartment could honestly be placed in the Guinness Book of Records. He didn’t think he’d ever rushed this fast in his life, not even for a class or a medical emergency.

He immediately barged into his room, frantically opening all his drawers to find the fleshlight he hid away weeks ago. The moment he pulled out the item deep within his drawers, he froze in place.

Sunwoo was unsure how long he was standing there, staring at the top of the fleshlight. His mind still processing what you just told him earlier. He continued to stare at the silicone copy of your pussy, fingers gently tracing the folds and sticking his finger inside the entrance of the toy.

“H-holy shit-“ he muttered to himself as he felt his cock twitch in excitement. The thought of his thick fingers intruding your tight cunt.

He continued to glide his finger in and out of the hole, as if he was actually finger fucking you for the first time. His cock instantly hardening at the thought of you begging for his cock.

Not wanting to wait any longer, he impatiently unzipped his pants and pulled them down until his knees and plopped down on the edge of his bed. His cock already straining, his pink mushroom tip oozing all his precum.

He sank the fleshlight down on his length, his breath hitching at the tightness of the toy around his cock. Without a moment to lose, he started slowly pumping the fleshlight up and down, already imagining your figure bouncing on top of his.

“Fuck,” he hissed. Enjoying the way his slick helped his cock glide through the silicone walls better. His grunts and groans filling up the quiet air in his room.

“You're so fucking tight, baby-” he talked to himself, imagining you whining from pleasure.

“More…” you moaned in response. And that's when Sunwoo realized you and Eric were back home. Your moans muffled by the wall between you as Eric laps at your cunt from the other side. He was too caught up in his own pleasure he missed the sound of you two entering Eric's room a few minutes ago.

Hearing your moans while fucking into the silicone copy of your pussy heightened the experience further, making Sunwoo get up and kneel and placing the fleshlight at the edge of his bed.

He held the toy in place with one hand and started thrusting into it, his hips rolling faster as your moans continued to be heard.

“Oh, fuck, right here!” you screamed from the other side.

“Yeah? You like my cock stuffing your tight little pussy, pretty girl?” Sunwoo muttered to himself, as if he was responding to you. He then started to thumb the silicone mold of your clit, snapping his hips further pounding into the toy.

His eyebrows started knitting together, jaw slacking as he slowly felt his high approaching.

“Shit, baby, I'm gonna fucking cum all over your pussy” he slurred his words.

A flash of white suddenly hit him as he pulled out his cock from the fleshlight and came all over the mold of your pussy, not caring at this point if his moans were heard anymore. He continued to rub his angry tip all over the cum-covered folds and clit of the toy, slowly breathing as he came down from his high.

What Sunwoo failed to realize was that you and Eric didn't just hear his moans. You both heard everything.

“So… I'm guessing you finally told him?” Eric asked while he placed kisses on your neck.

“I might’ve accidentally slipped it out earlier, yeah” you both giggled as he lowered his head to kiss you deeply.

“Fuck,” Sunwoo muttered to himself, still trying to catch his breath from what just happened. In a weird way, he's thankful you told him about the little detail of your gift to him.

He definitely knows for sure this won't be the last time he'll use the toy because damn… it's almost like the real thing!

#kim sunwoo #sunwoo #sunwoo smut #tbz smut #tbz fics #tbz scenarios #tbz #tbz hard hours #the boyz drabbles #the boyz hard hours #the boyz scenarios #the boyz fic #the boyz smut #kpop smut

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miam0re · 11 months

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Currently obsessed with the thought of Dan Heng accidentally hearing you masturbate one night and now it’s plaguing him at every turn. Is his good hearing a blessing or a curse? aha

He can’t relax without remembering what you sounded like, he’ll be trying to update the archives or sleep but he’ll get so distracted by these thoughts. Maybe at first he would try to ignore it (he’s proud of his self control) but eventually his reasoning wears down to “might as well just take care of it so I can move on with my life” and now he’s jacking off daily to the thought of you 😊

Ahakskajskasjaksjak please- also i suck at titles so ehhhhhhh maybe i just...don't title this one 👀

Fem!reader, NSFW, masturbation, kinda pervy?does it count as pervy?

No because he's totally going to lock himself in his room (gonna double...triple check the locks in case March wants to do one of her surprise slumber parties) and shimmey his underwear down to his thighs. He's got his the edge of his shirt in between his teeth to muffle any sounds that he might make thinking about you.

Oh Lord...You. He already thought you were attractive, looking like a meal he'd beg to devour if you'd let him. Yes he'd daydream about you...all innocent thoughts. But that fateful night when he heard you gasp a little too loud behind your door? That faint sound of a buzzing vibrator along with your breathy moans, how was his imagination not supposed to go into the most sinful of places. He doesn't want to think of you but...

His fingertips ghost down his abs before wrapping around his throbbing, hard cock. Thinking of you, completely naked under the sheets with your fingers and a vibrator abusing your hole, it made him twitch and leak precum on his thumb. His hands move up and down, gripping the base and circling his wrist when he approaches the tip.

Maybe you'd know how to jack him off better. Maybe you'd smear his cum all over his red tip. Maybe you'd know when to speed up and when to slow down.

He's whining, shirt dampened with drool at the thought of it being your hands instead of his. Hands fapping with increasing pace and intensity till he's seeing stars.

Maybe he'd cum thicker loads if he could spurt them on your face, mouth hanging open to get a taste of him. But till then he'll have to be satisfied with the trail of white he gushed on his abs.

#mia.mail #mia.anon #mia.writes #mia.smut #dan heng smut #dan heng x reader #honkai star rail #star rail smut #honkai star rail smut #thank you for the ask and thirst material heuheuhe #mia.thirst

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sumeruin · 1 year

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i feel like i sped ran all of ur posts i’m in luv <33 do u think i could maybe… be…🫧-anon??

anyways here’s me little brainrot on scaramouche/wanderer bc i love him

pervy!scara who would hide u under his desk during fatui meetings and make you suck and kiss his cock, all the while you have to hold back whimpers in fear of being discovered :((

yandere!scara who would slowly isolate you from everyone else until you feel abandoned :( but don’t worry! he’s dealt with plently of betrayals, all you need is him!

thinking about a yan!scara x touch starved/traumatized reader scenario. reader genuinely loves scara, and all their past trauma just makes them that much more attached to him. they look past all the red flags and think that this is the best thing for them!! Of course, scara is happy to receive the love, and gladly gives them everything they want :)) scara controls readers surroundings just to make them that much more attached and needy for him and his help! what a good boyfriend he is!

minor writing smut, dni if uncomfortable!!!

omg nonnie!!! ofc you can be 🫧 anon!!! i will write about these in order they’re just too good :(

tw: noncon/dubcon idrk which one of the two to classify this as, i think that’s it tbh

i love love love the idea of pervy scara!!!! and i think it’s just that much better when it’s not in an au or anything so that there’s the power difference of him being a harbinger :( he’d make sure he got to the meeting before anyone else just so that he could feel your mouth wrapped around him during the boring discussions that just seem to drag on for so long :( if he thought you were having it too easy he’d quickly thrust up his hips, just enough to make you gag around him though, he does still have a reputation to keep :(

tw: yandere, heavy stockholm syndrome, like really heavy, like that’s almost entirely what this part is about you’ve been warned, isolation

i think he’d be the most likely to do this out of all the genshin yanderes, he’s just so so mean and so so lonely (and tbh a little bit pathetic and soggy but that’s part of his charm) he wouldn’t want you to look at anyone but him :( i think if his usual punishments with pain and degradation weren’t working he’d even take it a step further and leave you alone in a room for however it takes you to break :( he’d bring you 3 meals a day and plenty of water though!! he’d just ignore you whenever you tried to touch him or even just talk to him :( he’d look at you like you like you’re just a disgusting speck of dirt to him, and that’d continue until eventually you’d break and end up begging him to talk to you, to touch you again, to just do something so that you know you aren’t completely alone :( i think if what you did to deserve that punishment was bad enough he’d let it go in past that point, waiting until you’re clinging to his clothes, full on sobbing for him to pay attention to you again, and physically not letting him leave, then he’d bend down and gently wrap you up in his arms, cooing soft praises and sweet little nothings at you while he reassures you that, “shh, shh, it’s all ok, i’m here now, you don’t have to be scared anymore. i’ll take care of you, it’ll be just how it’s supposed to be.” :( he’d run you a nice, warm bath and pretend like he wasn’t also the one who did this to you, still holding you in his arms and whispering sweet, comforting little words and phrases in your ear :(

tw: yandere, kinda sorta stockholmish??? definitely not as bad as the last one but it’s kinda there, toxic relationships

i think this one is especially good with scara cause i think he’d be just so sad whenever his darling is mean to him, so when you actually, genuinely love him for who his is, obsessiveness and all, he’s overjoyed!! and he’s even more excited when you seek him out yourself and ask him for cuddles or a kiss or even just to sit next to him for a while :( i think he’d try to test you in the early stages of your relationship, just to make sure you aren’t pretending to love him back while you secretly plan to leave him. poor scara has trust issues, can you really blame him? :( besides, he’s made all his red flags more than clear by now, if you’re dumb enough to ignore them then that’s no skin off his back. after he decides you’ve passed his tests he’d become a lot more comfortable showing his true colors with you, gradually adding more rules and restrictions to your schedule, not letting you leave the house unless you’re with him, adding a lock to the outside of your bedroom door and not letting you have a key, making sure to always keep some rope around “just in case” :( eventually, it’d turn into you not being allowed to leave the house at all, and you constantly being in his arms or tied up when he can’t hold you himself. he knows you won’t mind as long as he continues to ravish you with his love and attention though. you’re just so perfect for him, how did he get so lucky? :(

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rzyraffek · 9 months

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Hello I have a NSFWish?? Request could you do Eddie Gluskin and maybe Brahms W a pervy s/o? Like always checking them out, grabbing their booty and pecs - I know you've done some NSFWish stuff and this isn't explicit so I thought it'd be okie!

Thank you!!

- 🎨

O my god your a genius, I swear those guys are not expecting that! I hope that you don't mind adding few characters 😈 rest of notes at the end

They/them, Request open (yeah I know im taking long time to write but its summer time this person (me) is going o u t s i d e )

Slashers with pervy s/o

Eddie Gluskin

BRO TAKES IT AS INVITATION

Litteraly slaps their ass back

Kinda suprised at first, not used to people being so straightforward with him... and so brave... and- oh my darling your so...so...

bro caught simping

When they slapped him first time he just slowly turns around, he is about to whoop that ass HARDD

I swear anything playfully or just straightforward creepy/pervy this dude sees as flirt and a suggestion

But completely oblivious to their stares and eyes wandering in places, untill he looks at them directly he won't notice, BCS NOONE EVER YKNOW DID THAT TO HIM HE DOESNT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT

Brahms Heelshire

I just realised that hes name is so british... omg just say it out loud BRAHMS HeelSHIRE this dude is more british than queen herself (rip btw) LIKE IF anyone in amercia or anywhere else really was named brahms fucking heelshire he would be bullied so hard. Tbh maybe that's why he's in walls

Feels threatened... he was suppose to be pervy one! Not his s/o :((

At least you guys have fun running around mansion and slapping eachothers ass??? Yay relationship goals!!!

Man says "I mean I support equal rights" just to trow them from stairs or something

Also HE LITTERALY BLUSHES when they touch him normally NOW IMAGINE IF S/O does that to his bootie

"Are you checking me out again? Stoophh"

Pls he just tries to cuddle when he feels their arms slowly moving lower and lower and- hold up what do you think your doing love?🤨😳

Asa Emory

Nuh uh

You dont

He will litteraly cut their hands off if they try to do anything skechy

Hes so dreamy

Pov: asa just cutting vegetables for dinner, vibing, then suddenly out of dark corridor, emerges goblin-like creature (s/o) with evil grin, running to attack him, he tries to dogde it, but their evil arms are too quick, goblin smacks his ass so hard he collapses(dramatically), Asa feels the wave of embarrassment and dies immediately

Its currently 4am

Tbh he kinda likes the attention, like s/o is such a simp for him rn, his ego loves itttt

If some stuff doesr make sense im sorry, its 4am and I want to clear my inbox asap cuz I feel bad for all people that are waiting for my fics. Although you still can request!!! Im just trying to get some ideas for old ones (cuz tbh some of yall dont really have ideas for requests and just say "write for this dude ok bye" 😔😔 plz ily all but I cant work with that, I need some sort of idea, even boring one or overused

#slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #brahms x reader #asa emory x reader #the collector x reader #brahms heelsire #eddie gluskin x reader #eddie gluskin #eddie x reader #request open

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corrodedcorpses · 2 years

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This is so wrong. Part ii.

Pairing: Steve x Eddie x reader / Steddie x reader

Summary: Steve Harrington has a massive crush on his two best friends, Eddie Munson and you (Eddie’s girlfriend). He’s tried his best to hide his feelings but what happens when you both catch him in a very vulnerable position.

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4

Warnings: Smut (18+), jerking off, voyeurism (or at least mentions of previous voyeurism), language, perv!Steve, mentions of previous panty stealing, ring/hand kink, perv!Eddie, kind of perv!reader. Dom! Eddie, Sub! Steve, Sub!Reader, Face riding (female receiving), Oral (male and female receiving), overstimulation, Dacryphilia, Eddie being a little mean, but also kinda nice and also not being able to shut up.

Word count: 4.5k

a/n: Part 2 of “This is so wrong”! Thank you to everyone who requested this and for all the love on the first part. Hope you enjoy! As always, any feedback or thoughts are greatly appreciated!

Let me know if anyone would like a part 3!

“Whatcha doing in here Harrington?”

The question cuts through Steve like a knife, his eyes flying open at the sound of Eddies voice. He’s met with the older man, standing over him beside his bed. And not just Eddie, but past him you’re standing in his doorway. He’s suddenly very aware of how naked he is, with his still hard cock in his hand, his cum all over himself with the fake Eddie rings still around his fingers and your panties still in his left hand. Steve couldn’t seem to move, fear and shame holding him in place as he stared up at Eddie’s dark gaze in shock.

Slowly Eddie knelt down beside him. “I asked you a question” Eddie warned, “what are you doing in here?”

“I- uh, nothing, I mean ah not nothing I was just ah, you know um-“ Steve tried, but what was he supposed to say? I’m jerking myself off to the thought of you two because god I find you both so attractive and I can’t stop thinking about you and I have a giant crush on you both and I dunno I might even be in love with you both but who knows so I went out and bought 3 rings because they look similar to yours and oh also your girlfriend left her panties here and instead of returning or throwing them I kept them and smell them pretending it’s her riding my face as I pretend my hand is you jerking me off. Yeah, he definitely can’t say that.

“Nothing?” the older man questions. “Because to me it seems like you’ve gone and bought some cheap knock offs of my rings to wear as you jerk yourself off. Hmm?”

Steve doesn’t reply.

“And seems to me,” Eddie continues, “that you’ve stolen a pair of my girl’s panties, cause I sure as hell remember them, used ta be my favourite pair too,” he taunts.

Steve can feel himself shrinking under Eddie’s gaze, wishing the bed would open up and swallow him whole. Anything to get away from Eddie’s dark accusing gaze, the shame settling in the pits of Steve stomach, but also, unfortunately, his dick. It jumps ever so slightly as Eddie accuses him. Which he hopes goes unnoticed by the metalhead. It doesn’t.

“Looks to me like King Steve is actually a bit of a fucking perv huh?” Eddie continues. Loving the way Steve is reacting to his taunting.

Eddie slowly sits down resting a hand on Steve’s thigh. Steve’s breath stops as he looks down at Eddie’s ring covered hand on his thigh. So close to where he actually wants it. Steve doesn’t dare to move.

“Do you feel ashamed Steve?” Eddie asks, as he grips Steve’s thigh tighter. Steve only makes a quiet choked sound in reply, voice suddenly lost.

“Or maybe,” Eddie continues, “you’d wished we’d find you, huh perv?”

Steve’s dick twitches.

“Ohhhh” Eddie taunts, “that’s it isn’t?”

Eddie leans forward. Invading Steve’s space even more. He’s so close to Steve’s face and Steve wants nothing more to lean forward and capture Eddie’s lips between his own. “You’d secretly hoped we’d find you laid out like this, whimpering our names, hoping we’d come in and watch your pervy little display, huh?”

“Yes,” Steve whimpers.

Suddenly Eddie stands and Steve’s sure he’s about to walk out. He has to fix this; he can’t lose you both because he was a creepy fuck who couldn’t stop thinking about fucking his best friends. “Eddie, wait. I’m – I’m so sorry I- “, Steve starts to say but is cut off by Eddie shushing him.

He closes his mouth obediently, feeling like he might cry. He knows there’s nothing he could say that would stop you both from leaving now, from hating him, he starts to accept the fact that he’ll probably never get to hang out with you both ever again.

Suddenly, as Eddie starts to walk towards the door, he stops. Instead sitting on the edge of Steve’s bed. Steve looks at him with wide confused eyes as Eddie stares back with a dark expression that Steve doesn’t understand. You understand, however, you’ve seen that look on Eddie’s face many times. Steve, and probably you, are really in for it now.

Eddie turns to you with his hand out, beckoning you to him. It takes you a couple seconds to remember how to move your legs but the look in Eddie’s face forces you to move forward. You grab his hand as he gently pulls you to sit next to him at the end of the bed.

“Now,” He starts, “we’re gonna help Stevie here feel good. Gonna give ‘im a taste of the real thing, would you like that sweetheart?” Eddie asks sweetly. You flick your gaze to Steve and for the first time since this whole ordeal started, your eyes meet. His pupils are blown out and filled with lust and shame. He looks completely fucked out already and you can’t deny how your legs clench and your panties soak at how desperate and flushed he looks.

“Don’t try to deny it baby,” Eddie continues, you look back at him and he holds your gaze. His hand coming up to cup your jaw, absentmindedly running his thumb over you jaw and bottom lip. He leans in, voice a low teasing whisper, “I felt the way you were grinding against me before. Saw those pretty thighs clenching together too” he teases. Steve starts to squirm, suddenly remembering the fact that only minutes ago both you and Eddie had watched him cum, whimpering both your names. The embarrassment starts to grow even more than Steve thought possible.

“So?” Eddie asks slightly harsher, growing impatient.

“Yes sir,” you finally breathe out. “Wanna help you make Stevie feel good” you say, head slightly hanging as your cheeks flush. Embarrassed at how turned on this is making you.

Steve’s dick jumps at your obedience, wishing you’d call him Sir too. But he knows he’s in no place to ask or expect anything like that right now. Hell, he’s just happy neither of you have left yet and the fact that he might even be touched by both of you, he can’t believe it.

“Good girl,” Eddie coos, and Steve thinks he could pass out from how turned on he is by your interaction. Eddie leaves the end of the bed and comes to sit next to Steve again.

“Hands by your sides,” Eddie orders Steve. Steve realises he’s still got his dick in one hand and your panties in the other, frozen in the same place since Eddie walked into the room. He quickly throws your panties on the bedside table and drops his hands to his sides.

“Now don’t you dare move,” Eddie warns.

“Yes sir,” Steve replies before he can stop himself. He’s about to start apologising until he sees Eddie’s lips start to curl up in a slight smile.

“Good,” Eddie praises. It goes straight to Steve’s dick. It’s not as sweet or filled with the same pride as when Eddie praised you, but it motivates him to be as good as possible in hopes that Eddie might praise him as sweetly.

Eddie’s fingers ghost up the side of Steve’s thigh and over the length of his dick. It jumps as the feather light touch and Steve musters everything in him to not squirm or buck up. Slowly Eddie starts to apply more pressure and it has Steve whimpering already.

Eddie chuckles degradingly at Steve’s eagerness, finally gripping the base of his dick. Steve can feel Eddie’s rings against the soft skin, and he thinks he must’ve died and gone to heaven with how divine they feel. So much better than doing it to himself. Eddie slowly starts to pump Steve’s cock and Steve’s already a moaning, whimpering mess.

“Yeah perv?” Eddie mocks, “this what you were needing?”.

“Yes Sir,” Steve moans, “feels so- fuck, goooooood.”

Eddie turns to you while still slowly pumping Steve. “Come sit on the other side of him pretty girl” he calls. You obey, coming to sit on the other side of Steve. You watch Eddie’s hand thrust up and down on his dick, trying to ignore the ache between your legs at the sight and the sounds Steve was making. Eddie’s barely even touched him and he’s already such a mess for him, you think.

“Give her your cheap knock offs,” he orders Steve, nodding to the rings still around his fingers. He shakily removes all three of them and places them in your palm. His hand lingers there, and you stroke your thumb over the top of his hand reassuringly. He stares up at you with a look of adoration and lust. You can feel your panties flood at the sight.

Eddie watches the exchange, hating how much he loves how sweet you are. Even after you both caught Steve being a total creep, you’re still being so soft with him. He hates even more how his dick reacts to it.

“Put them on,” Eddie demands, growing impatient. You jump slightly at his voice, dropping Steve’s hand and rushing to slide the rings over you fingers. They don’t quite fit your tiny fingers, but this weirdly turns both the boys on even more.

Eddie then holds the hand that was jerking off Steve out to you. This causes Steve to let out a sound in protest but its quickly shut up by the warning look Eddie gives him.

You place your hand in Eddie’s, letting him guide you over to Steve’s cock. You grab it and Eddie places his hand on top of yours, fingers in between yours, as he starts to move both of your hands along the length.

Steve’s dick feels heavy in your hands. It’s so soft and so hard. You’re mesmerised by Eddie’s hand around yours, both stroking Steve’s dick. He’s leaking so much precum and you wish you could lean down and lick it. Have the musty, salty taste invade your mouth. But you wouldn’t dare, not unless Eddie tells you to.

Steve is an absolute mess. He’s moaning, whimpering, and begging a mix of profanities and your names repeatedly. He’s trying his hardest not to buck up into your hands, wishing you’d both go faster. Every so often he loses control and slightly thrusts up, but Eddie lets it slide as he’s not even sure the other man knows he’s doing it.

Steve knows it’s so wrong to want more in this situation. He knows he’s the luckiest man alive that you two haven’t cursed his name and left, but with Eddie fulfilling his part of Steve’s fantasy he can’t help but wish you would fulfill yours.

Steve lets out a groan that sounds a lot more frustrated than he means. Eddie cocks his head at this. “What’s wrong pretty boy?” Eddie asks with mock sympathy. The pretty boy replaying in Steve’s head. “’s this not living up to ya expectations?” he continues.

“No, NO!” Steve protests quickly, “It’s so good, it’s so, so fucking good.”

“But…?” Eddie questions. Steve doesn’t answer. Eddie lets out a sigh halting both of your hands. Steve’s head shoots up, a mix of confusion and betrayal on his face. Eddie laughs at him condescendingly.

“Be honest with me now Harrington” Eddie warns, “or this is done and we’ll both leave you hanging.”

“It’s just-“ he starts, “I um- when I usually think… of you both… when I’m um… you know… you’re here, doing what you’re doing now, which feels incredible by the way, but she’s usually… um, in a…”

“Different position?” Eddie finishes for him. Steve nods, not meeting your gaze.

“Hmmm, you know I do recall hearing you moaning something about a position when we caught you before. What position was that…?” He questions to himself, bringing the hand not around Steve’s dick up to tap his chin in a fake pensive way. You can’t help but smirk at his cruel but eccentric behaviour. Even while you’ve both got your hands wrapped tightly around Steve’s aching cock.

“Oh!” Eddie pretends to remember, “I’ve got it! I remember you moaning something along the lines of need you to sit on my face, yeah, hop up here. Oh god, you taste so fucking good, you like it when I fuck you with my tongue?” Eddie does in his best whiny Steve voice. Steve’s cheeks flush a dark shade of red, not meeting either of your gazes and you can’t help but think he looks so hot like this.

You can’t help but accidently giggle at Eddie’s impression. The shame of you laughing at him begging for you has Steve’s dick jumping in your hands. You clench your thighs tighter together as you notice.

“What do you think sweetheart,” Eddie asks you, “wanna help Steve live out his full pervy fantasy?” He says the last three words with extra dramatics. You nod sheepishly at this and Steve whimpers at your agreement. You can’t help but feel embarrassed about how much you need to feel Steve’s tongue and lips all over your soaked cunt.

Eddie gives you a dark smile. “Strip,” is all he says, releasing your hand. You stumble off the bed a little too eager and Eddie gives you a smirk at this. You take off the rings, placing them on the bed side table with your panties and quickly strip off the rest of your outfit. After you’ve stripped you look back at the two boys on the bed. Both of them taking in every inch of your body with their eyes. A look of lust and adoration plastered on both their faces, and you’ve never felt hotter and more desirable than you do right now.

You walk towards the top of the bed. Slowly climbing on and over Steve’s face, facing Eddie. Steve helps you get your leg over him and gives you his hands for stability, then quickly returns them to his sides, afraid Eddie will scold him for disobeying. You hover over his face, not daring to lower yourself before Eddie gives you the go ahead.

As you hover above him Steve can’t help but inhale your scent. Groaning at how much stronger the smell is compared to your panties he’s been using.

“Smells so sweet doesn’t she Harrington?” Eddie questions. Steve can only barely whimper out a small yes, too lost in your smell and excitement to just finally taste you. The praise from both the boys goes straight to your core and you’re surprised your arousal hasn’t dripped down on Steve’s face.

Eddie meets your gaze, searching for any sign of discomfort at what’s about to happen. He, of course, finds none and can tell how desperate you are to have Steve on you.

“Give ‘im a taste, Sugar” he finally says. You finally lower yourself enough that Steve can run his tongue along your folds. He groans at the sweet taste of you and ruts up into Eddie’s hand that’s returned to his dick.

You swear Steve has gone mad. His tongue is going crazy below you. He’s licking long desperate stripes up the length of you pussy with the flat of his tongue, then flicking up and circling your clit before going back to long licks. He’s doing that over and over again while being a moaning and whimpering mess.

You whimper and look down when Steve suddenly stops. You’re about to hop off thinking you’ve done something wrong, or Steve’s decided he doesn’t want this anymore but then he asks Eddie in the sweetest most fucked out, weak voice “Can I please touch her Sir?.” Your toes curl at how easily he’s slipped into being obedient for Eddie.

Eddie tries to hold back a sweet smile. Trying to keep up the dominant almost angry demeaner, but it’s hard when Steve’s glancing at him so sweetly from between your legs and asking him so nicely like such a good boy.

“Of course you can my good boy,” Eddie grants him. And this is all Steve needs to hear before his hands are shooting up to wrap around your thighs, forcing you down on to his face. Burying his tongue deep in your cunt. He can’t help but feel proud of himself for getting praised by Eddie how he so desperately wanted to be before.

You cry out at the feeling of Steve’s tongue stretching you out. He licks and fucks your hole and then sticks his tongue down to tease your clit and you can’t help the filthy moans that are pouring out of you. Steve sticks his tongue back, deep in your pussy and slides his hand higher up your thigh so his fingertips can circle your clit.

You grind down on him involuntarily, the pleasure coursing through you as he continues to abuse your hole and clit. You throw your head back, feeling the coil in your core wind tighter and tighter. Steve Harrington was really living up to all the rumours.

Eddie saw how good Steve was making you feel and started to pump Steve even faster. It was bordering on too hard for Steve, but he loved every second of it. Eddie started to palm himself through his jeans at the sight before him. Steve spread out with his hard leaking dick in Eddie’s hand, face buried in your cunt, a mix of your arousal and his spit dripping down his chin, one hand gripping your thigh and the other playing with your clit. And you, sat atop Steve’s face like your very own throne, head thrown back in pleasure, one of your hands gripping Steve’s wrist for stability, the other one twisting one of your nipples. Both of you making the filthiest moans and pleas.

Eddie could definitely get used to this.

You whimpering Eddie’s name took him out of his current thoughts. By the look on your face, he could tell you were close. “What’s wrong pretty girl? You gonna cum all over Stevie’s face?” he cooed. You nodded and whimpered in response, Steve never slowing his actions. “What about you Stevie, you getting close too?” Eddie questioned. He’s pretty sure he saw him nod but he’s also pretty sure Steve’s too far gone to even hear him at this point. But if how much his dick was pulsing in his hand and the steady flow of precum were anything to go by, Steve was very close.

“It’s okay,” he reassured, loving having both of you under so much control, both of you trusting him so much. “Want you both to come,” he continued as he sped up his movements on Steve’s dick even more, “wanna see both my pretty, dirty, little sluts cum for me.”

Eddie’s words were the extra push that sent you over the edge. You gushed around Steve, moaning his and Eddie’s names, the feeling of it and you pulsing sending Steve over the edge too. Steve came for a second time with a choked-out moan, never stopping his actions on your pussy. He came for what felt like hours as he dribbled out all over Eddie’s hands and rings.

After you both recovered from your highs Eddie helped you off Steve’s face with his free hand. Helping you sit in your earlier position on the opposite side of Steve. Eddie then bought his cum covered fingers up to your face. You gladly opened you mouth so Eddie could shove them inside. Lapping and sucking all of Steve’s cum off the digits. You moaned at finally getting a taste of Steve. Eddie’s eyes slightly rolled back in his head as he groaned at the feeling of your tongue all over his fingers as you eagerly lapped at them.

Steve watched you two through lidded eyes. Still panting from his earlier orgasm. Sore dick already growing semi hard again at the sight of you moaning from the taste of him. “Does he taste good sweetheart?” Eddie asks you. You let go of Eddie’s fingers with a pop. “Mmm so good,” you reply. “Lemme have a taste,” he mumbles, leaning in to capture you’re lips with his. The kiss in messy. Eddie’s tongue invading your mouth, finding any remnants of Steve’s taste.

Eddie pulls back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you both. You go to chase his lips, but Eddie brings his hand up to cup your face, stopping you. He chuckles at you warmly. “Mmm, you’re right, he does taste good,” he confirms. Yep, Steve’s definitely hard again.

“Want more,” you beg. Eddie is quick to oblige you, knowing that this will be absolute torture for Steve. “Have at it, baby,” he says, motioning towards Steve already hard cock. You quickly settle between Steve’s legs as Eddie stands up and before Steve can protest or ask for a little more time to recover, you’re taking him in your mouth.

Steve’s hands fly out to grip the sheets on either side of him. Hissing at the overstimulation. You start to bob you head, taking more and more of him down your throat. You moan around him, feeling his thick cock stretch out your throat so well.

He lets out an almost pained sound and you look up at his scrunched-up face. You start to pull back, about to ask if it’s too much and he wants you to stop when Eddie grabs your head, shoving you fully on to Steve’s cock. You do your best to try and not gag around his size.

Steve cries out as he feels his dick slide all the way down your throat. “P-Please,” he whimpers, “’s too much! I-I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” Eddie replies. He lets go of you head and you slide off of Steve halfway to swallow and catch your breath. But you don’t dare take him out of your mouth fully, still suckling on the tip.

“What’s wrong Stevie?” Eddie sneers, “just before you were begging for us to make you feel good, now here we are generously making you feel extra good, and you don’t even want it?” Steve knows Eddie’s right. That he is in no place to complain. Eddie leans in “If it’s too much speak up now,” he says in a slightly softer, but still firm tone, “but just know this is over once you do.”

Steve swallows, hard. “No, i-it’s good,” he stutters, “please keep going.” Eddie smiles at this, straightening back up and removing his shirt. You start to bob your head again, going slightly slower this time to try and help him out a little bit. He’s still whimpering through, the overstimulation almost too much but oh so good.

Eddie quickly unbuckles is pants and pulls his pants and boxers down in one motion. His angry hard dick finally springing free. Eddie notices Steve eyeing him. Taking in every tattoo that lines his chest and arms and finally gaze landing on Eddie’s weeping cock. Steve moans as Eddie taken himself in his hand. Jerking himself off over Steve’s body.

You speed up your actions on Steve’s dick, jerking off what you can’t fit in your mouth and every so often taking him fully down your throat gagging every now and then. The room is filled with you muffled moans, Steve’s whimpers and cries and Eddie’s groans.

“Faster,” Eddie instructs you. You speed up, opting for more and more deepthroating of Steve’s dick as Eddie speeds up stroking himself, getting dangerously close to the edge. The new speed is too much for Steve, his knuckles white as he grips the sheets, almost ripping holes in the cotton. He can’t help the tears that start to pool in his eyes, daring to spill out at any moment. Of course, Eddie notices this.

“Aw what’s wrong pretty boy?” Eddie coos in a sweet but condescending tone. His voice strained as the sight of Steve crying turning him on more.

“Please Eddie,” Steve begs, but he’s not sure what he’s begging for, for more or for less but he needs something.

“Don’t worry Stevie, we’ve got you. Just cum all down her -fuck- down her fucking throat,” Eddie responds, voice strained.

Steve’s third orgasm sneaks up on him. It goes from all being too much to falling over the edge in a second. Steve’s hand shoots down to tangle in your hair, pulling harshly but you can’t seem to care. He lets out a strained, broken sob as he finally shoots down your throat.

You welcome all of it and gladly swallow it all, slowing but still bobbing you head on Steve’s cock, milking it all out of him. The sight sends Eddie over the edge as he shoots his cum all over Steve’s chest, head thrown back with a low moan.

Eddie takes a second to catch his breath before he comes to sit next to you on the bed, patting your head. “Open,” he says, checking to make sure you swallowed all of Steve’s seed. You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out. “Good girl,” he coos when he’s met with your empty mouth, rubbing his thumb lovingly across your cheeks. Steve swears he could almost get hard again at the sight.

Suddenly Eddie lets go of your face, turning to Steve with his hand out. “Rings,” he demanded. Steve was shocked for a second, still feeling floaty after his multiple orgasms, but quickly sat up and moved to grab the rings once he registered what Eddie had said. “y/n’s panties too,” Eddie added, quickly standing up, shimmying back into his boxers and jeans, and throwing on his shirt.

Steve was quick to grab the items, previously on the bed side table. He placed them in Eddie’s hands hesitantly. The shame of having them starting to rise again as his post orgasm high started to fade, and the reality settled in the pit of his stomach.

Eddie turned to y/n, “Get dressed we’re going,” he ordered. His tone making you quickly comply, finding your clothes from the floor and throwing them on.

“Wait – but, I don’t under-“, Steve started to protest. But he was quickly shut up by Eddie’s hand squeezing his jaw, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. Eddie bent over and Steve couldn’t help how his breath hitched as Eddie leaned in towards him. Steve looked down at the other man’s soft plump lips. Steve thought that Eddie might finally lean in and kiss him, but instead Eddie just cocked his head to the side, expression stern.

“Consider this your punishment Stevie, naughty boys don’t get to play with their toys,” Eddie taunted. But Before Steve could even register what Eddie said or try to think up some sort of a reply or a protest, they were gone. Leaving Steve alone, confused, ashamed, covered in so much cum… and still so horny.

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𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦, 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐢, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐚

Summary : Grimm's fairytales all have a deep, dark meaning, right ? For Halloween, Lina said let's mix it with the Tokyo rev world.

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 : 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 ( 𝐟𝐭.𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 (𝐟𝐭.𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨)

𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 (𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢)

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 ( 𝐟𝐭. 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢)

𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 ( 𝐟𝐭.𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢)

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧 ( 𝐟𝐭.𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢 )

SPECIAL WARNING : This is Halloween content, some are kinda dark. Please don't read if you're uncomfortable with dark content.

Kidnapping, knife play ( Mikey's) , kinda somnophilia ( Kakucho's) , pervy Kaku, wild Hanma ( but we're used to it ), wild Draken, obsessed Mitsuya, manhandling.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 ( 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨):

A beast, the mistake of a father, and the sacrifice of a daughter...

In a lonesome, magnificent palace of bones, the mad king was recluded. The mad king judged that the price of the greed of a father, was his dear, pure daughter.

And from your random days, you shifted into a golden cage, lullabies of the bird dying in between the growling corridors of Kanto Manji's penthouse.

Sapphire tears rivered from the alluring girl's eyes, but no gold could soothe the king's wreath.

So she starved her body, meals that the king's second, Haruchiyo brought her left untouched.

Drew the lines of her sad story on her wrists, and wrote down with the crimson of her body, the ache of in her mind.

-" You wanted it. " Manjiro's voice echoed through the empty room, the dinner on the huge table, once again, left untouched. He stared at the princess fading in front of him, just as the red rose of his curse.

Fine, if she wanted it rough. He stood up from his chair, making you startle.

And as if in slow motion, you watched his feline walk toward you, until he was standing behind you, hands around your delicate neck.

-" You begged me to spare your father, to take you. "

Manjiro was towering above you from behind, with horror,you looked at his veiny hands grabbing the knife from the table. You could only close your eyes tight, feeling the cold blade on your throat, Manjiro's manly fragrance on your neck.

-" I know so, so many ways to take you"

His hand around your neck tilted your head back, until your glassy eyes were deep in his dark ones, making the beast's heart miss a beat. He had no idea what that obsession was about, maybe something about your innocence, that his darkness burned to consume.

-" Do so. " You uttered, lips brushing against his, above you. And a knot in his guts was born. " I don't care anymore. Just,Do me as you pleased. "

Challenge, he read in your half-lidded eyes. You dared him to make you feel something, because you weren't feeling anything.

Suddenly, he got your back pressed to the table,and you were laying on top of that one with his hands around your throat. You gulped down, Manjiro leaned over you, darkish grin contorting his handsome features, and suddenly everything was muffled.

-" Speaking in terms,there's something I've been dying to do " he whispered, and you slightly wondered if fear was really supposed to make one feel as... High, as you did the minute his lips danced against yours.

Time was no more than a blur, your flesh smoked under his enflamed touches, carelessly, the beast tore down the woman's clothes, and her virtue was the feast on his table.

-" What are you... " You hesitantly asked, between two feverish kisses where he stole your lips.

-" Shh, I know what my pretty girl needs. " He shut you down, spreading your legs further open. On its knees, the beast started devouring the girl, making her scream, arch her back, hands in his hair.

-" Sir, can't take no more !"

A growl left his mouth hearing your moaned " sir " , his eyes bored up at you from where he was kneeling between your legs, giving a last open mouthed kiss to your clit.

-" Worry not, gonna make this tight pussy cum. But... "

His toned arm suddenly reached for that blade again, pressing it to your throat and hearing your gasp, Mikey placed his head on your lower tummy. Gaze of a lover on your exposed body, knife kissing your skin, his fair stands of her cascaded over his face in a charming, enchanting curse.

-" Don't you dare trying anything again, yeah ? Let's not have me hurting such a pretty face. "

-" Right, baby ? Let's not make daddy kill yet another angel."

But often in fairytales like this, the spell can't be broken. Invisible chains.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 ( 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨)

A princess in deep slumber, and the lust of a lover...

Warning : non consensual kissing, slide to Hanma's part if you're uncomfortable.

Wasn't Izana's little sister, a succulent, magnificent creature ?

Kakucho lived for his king, but he also lived for moments like this, for watching you from afar, your lively gestures, your glow dripping smile, and the way you always seemed about to just steal the whole world with a bat of lashes.

And Kakucho knew Izana would never suspect his hidden feelings for his sister. His trust in his servant was unwavering, almost a burden too heavy to carry, if you asked Kakucho.

Izana never thought he'll find family again, until learning about the existence of his adorable step sister, his princess that he swore to protect with his life. And on evenings like this, where he had some business to run alone, the only one he trusted around her was Kakucho, for his great displeasure.

It was just beneath him, watching your chest rising and falling peacefully, lips parted, a dreamy sight while you dived deeper in Dreamland.

He was just supposed to watch over the house, and you, while you were sleeping on the couch in front of him. But the small sounds you were making in your slumber kept stealing his eyes, and the way you were squeezing those pretty thighs under that short skirt, kept his gaze captive.

You seemed in pain, you looked needy, rosey colored his cheeks imagining what you were dreaming of, staring at you, again and again rubbing your legs together.

He couldn't tell the exact moment where he found himself kneeling on the floor next to you, calloused fingers gently brushing away soft hair strands away from your delicate face. But he could tell the exact moment, when you parted your glossy lips open, and he leaned over.

His heart missed a beat, you tasted exactly like he thought you would, sweet, soft, plump. Kakucho released your lips, yet to realize what he had just done, but you whined, in your sleep, at the loss of contact, and he was a goner.

A kiss couldn't hurt, he told himself when he kissed you the second time. But holy damn it did, how your breasts were pressed against his chest while he was towering above you, his tongue insidiously caressing yours. It hurt his lower parts that he started to buckle against the couch, it hurt in his hand that began walking in the vaste lands of your skin.

-" Fuck..." It escaped his lips as a grunt, noticing the tiny damp deepening in your now exposed panties from moving so much on the couch.

The flames ravaged his guts, and yours too, he could tell, as his hand rested on your pubis, and a strangled moan escaped your lips.

He's been burned, by his devilish thoughts. Eyes flew open, and almost as fastly, Kakucho flew steps away from you, panting heavily, hand running in his hair.

-" What the... "

He couldn't even realize it, attach what he had just done to his self, he felt dirty, felt so bad that nausea weighed on his throat. How could you make a part of him, that he didn't even knew existed, emerge so easily ?

Horrifying.

He needed to leave.

The door called for him to run, and he answered, rushing toward that one. And as he turned around for a last look at your sleeping shape.

The sleeping beauty has been awaken by a lustful kiss.

𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 ( 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢) :

A delinquent, an overprotective mother, and a princess who craved the outside world...

Your house, and Hanma Shuji's house was where the spirit meets the bones.

An avenue between the incandescent abundance you grew up into, and his dusty poverty.

As cliché as it seems ( often it is, in fairytales), Hanma's whereabouts were where your eyes liked to land. From your golden cage, his risky, high adrenaline world made your curiosity burn more than any of the brightest corners of your house.

Crescent was shining less than the princess's eyes that night, as again, from her exile tower, she watched the delinquent hiding from a police car, somewhere behind the corners of her house.

Rapunzel thought about her mother, how anxious she was to leave her on her own for the night, although she already was in her early twenties.

Your mother would hate the idea, it was enough for you.

-" Hey !"

Shuji's been startled, for a second thinking they found him and only registering the cute voice after few seconds. His eyes searched for the origin of the sound until you spoke again.

-" Here !"

Ah, the neighbor's daughter. That tight-ass, super hot, rich girl stepping out from Limo to Limo.

He tilted his head to the side curiously, wondering why you even were landing your eyes on him, until you gestured toward the bushes under your window. With anticipation, you stared while he approached the zone, brows furrowed when he noticed the ladder you were hiding there for your wild nights.

-" I can hide you " you shrugged from your window, making him even more confused.

But did he had the time to ask questions ? Absolutely not, hearing the sirens getting closer, he adjusted the ladder and began climbing, soon finding himself at your window.

The size of the mistake was gigantic, letting the monster in should have never occurred.

Hanma found himself in a lush portrait, shallowly eyeing the shiny things in your room, before his eyes landed on the true, real thing in there.

-" Why'd you helped me ?" He asked nonchalantly, brushing the dust away from his gang uniform. And there you stood, for a second inches away from him, confused.

Why did you helped him ?

-" Cause we're... Like, neighbors " you answered like it was an evidence, making him roll his eyes.

-" And so ?" He scoffed, you frowned. " It's not like aristocrats even care about us, the others ". Something in the way he said it had your frustrations rising, you made a step closer toward him, wrong.

-" That's untrue. We do care about you... I do care about you "

You uttered the last part lower, eyes dropping down, intimidated by the smirk that began curling the boy's lips.

Weren't you cute ? He thought. In your little silky pajamas, exposing the skin of your breasts to his hungry eyes.

Yes, the beast started craving the pretty princess, a carnivorous smile painting his features and the heat rushed to your guts.

What a cursed, horrifying, magnificent sight. His one blonde strand falling above his face after all the miles he ran, moonlight shimmering in his golden eyes.

Shuji nonchalantly began turning around you, testing your trust, watching as you tried to stay steady while he glided behind your back, pressing his body to yours. You shivered to the spine, feeling his warm breath hitting your neck, then your heart missed a beat when one of his hands flew to your hips, turning you and him toward the mirror on the wall.

A hand of him, punishment tattoo , wrapped around your throat, smirk widening feeling you gulping down.

-" Oh yeah ? So your telling me, this heart" his hand with the sin tattoo rested on your left breast. " Isn't beating like crazy now ? You telling me you not scared of the big bad Shuji ?"

You should, you undoubtedly should. Yet the sight of him behind you, the height difference between you two, sin on your heart and punishment wrapped rope-like around your throat, you were mesmerized.

-" Uh uh " his smile widened even more, thinking just how much he wanted to ruin that cute face of yours. " you do not scare me, Shuji. "

His name rolling on your tongue, then he lost it. Smell of you drawing his mouth closer to your neck, brushing his lips against the sensitive skin. You sighed, closing your eyes, fear and excitement dripping from the same root inside you.

You are not scared.

-" How brave, lamb. " He murmured, placing kisses on your throat, then with no warning, his sin hand closed rather harshly around your left breast, drawing a sound halfway between a gasp and a moan from you.

-" What a pretty, dumb little lamb..."

Your eyes flew open, feeling him pressing you even more against him, feeling a solid thing pressed to your back, Shuji chuckled noticing your wide-eyed gaze on him.

-" What is it, pretty ? Don't you know what these tits, in these fucking tight clothes, do to me ?"

He could almost feel guilty, seeing the heat rushing to your cheeks. Almost. If you didn't taunted him that bad, maybe.

But you in his arms that way, he knew and wouldn't deny it, was the most precious thing he had ever held.

-" So innocent, such an angel... " He teased, thumb rolling over your hardening nipple, you had to bite your lip to restrain unwanted sounds, but he felt you unconsciously pressing yourself against him.

-" 'm dying right now. Dying to fucking ruin you " he smiled against your cheek, enjoying just how soft your skin were,and though your mouth stood closed, in your hands reaching for his, in your eyes, he could read a thousand do it.

-" You gonna let me ?" His hair strands tickled your neck,you watched as his head rested on your shoulder, golden eyes eating your face raw.

-" is my lamb gonna lemme get that tight pussy ? "

You're yet to realize that what you let inside was far from being Flynn Rider.

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 ( 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢) :

A sick grandma, a grand daughter in red, and a wolf...

The girl in red has seen many things in her life, and went through many muddy paths before. You actually thought you knew the darkest corners to that jungle of town like the back of your hand.

But yes, a jungle, that was what Roppongi was. And the strongest devours the weak, you were yet to realize.

Walking on your grandma crying, nevertheless, was not something you remembered you ever been through. That one was a sunshine, even after she got sick, you've never saw her complaining about the hospital's bills or the pain.

Her flowers shop was her happiness, therefore, you were quite shocked when she told you she was about to close it, then, she explained..

You've witnessed them talking to your grandma before, and you always wondered what that type of guys were doing in a flowers shop. You should have known.

The girl in red, today, walked a new scary woodland, one she would eventually get lost in.

You knocked at the door, and soon, the guy, probably in his twenties opened it.

You knew him for being the older brother, brown and blonde braids, insidious lavender eyes, how could you not remember ? When everytime he was at the shop, you could feel his lavender haze lingering around you?

-" What do we have here, hm ?"

Ran's lazy smile crept up back on his face, his eyes glided down your leg's skin under that red fall dress of yours.

-" I'm here to talk about my grandma's shop." You announced quietly, yet he could not miss how your hands were shaking behind your back, smirking, he answered.

-" I'm all ears, sweetheart. "

Wrinkling your nose slightly, you let that one slide and raised your head, seeking for some inexistent confidence.

-" You can't keep threatening her to give you money. She has hospital bills she has to for, do you delinquents have no other way of making money ? "

Your words got stolen from your mouth, as soon as he left the doorframe making a step toward you. Ran Haitani towered above you, that smirk leaving his face making place for a weary expression.

-" First of all, we did not threaten her. The money is for... Protecting the shop, you know, against Roppongi's delinquents. " He cooed, you rolled your eyes. " And most importantly, go for it again, would you ?"

You frowned, he raised an eyebrow.

-" Try again telling me what I can and can't do, go ahead. 'm waiting. "

He saw rebellion, fire in your eyes that wanted none but to burn him alive. But he saw submission in the way your mouth opened and closed a few times, searching for your words before you realized there was no other way, your eyes fell to the ground.

And somehow, he liked that. He liked that despair on your pretty face.

You almost got startled when his finger raised your chin, so you were staring right at the wolf's opal eyes, his face inches away from yours and his whisper, under his heavy gaze made the heat rush to your lower tummy.

-" But i think... " Ran's thumb glided on the silk of your lips, enjoying your wide pretty gaze on him.

-" I can do without the money, for my pretty girl".

In the original tale of the little red riding hood, the wolf devoured the girl. And there was no one to save her.

In this version, she wanted no one to save her.

-" So fuckin' tight..."

Ran grunt against your neck, you winced, feeling him sinking inside you until he got you rolling your eyes. He, in bliss, drank in the mesmerizing faces you were making, in the way your smaller body molded against his bigger one, he began rolling his hips throwing his head back and sighing loudly.

-" Precious baby feels so good, d'you know just how much I was craving ya?"

You were too spent to even nod, sinking your nails in his back's skin. Everything about him, from his braids tickling your neck to his lips collecting yours, to his hips slamming inside you was like diving in pleasure's black hole.

-" feel how you're clenching 'round me, love. You like em bad guys , don't ya ? Such a... Pretty whore "

His hands were big, the better to hold your thighs. His smirk too, the better to devour you, and when with a deep thrust of him, Ran sent you to overdrive, you understood.

-" That's it, m'baby. Cum on me, make a mess, I'm here for it... All of this to help your grandma, hm ? Such a good fucking girl "

You understood you should go for the wolf. He can see you better, hear you better.

And eat you better.

𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 ( 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢) :

A masquerade,a prince looking for his princess, ans some lingerie...

Takashi Mitsuya thought he'd seen it all, years of working by the most pretty faces, dressing many women bodies, nothing could phase him anymore.

Or he thought.

Everything changed during one fashion show. Valentine's masked fashion show.

Everyone praised the Idea he had, for valentine's day, throwing a spectacular fashion show, many pretty girls of different body sizes walking in splendid lingerie. Some weren't even models, just random girls chosen to emphasize the female's body beauty. And no one would deny, having the girls wearing masks added mystery to the beauty, it was almost... Enchanting.

He eventually came to regret the idea, when his heart beat like a broken drum, and his eyes were naturally drawn to the girl who wore his most magnificent piece.

And since then, everytime he closed his eyes to sleep, you were there, walking in your mindblowing black lace bra and panties, shiny pair of eyes glimmering behind that mask. And the tiny smile you launched toward him right before walking back.

He'd tried telling himself it was none but the effect of not knowing who's hidden behind the mask, or could it be the fact that you were wearing his best creation, but he tried, and no matter how more of his models wore it after you, it wasn't just right. It was just about how in less than one minute, Takashi could learn every edge, every mole, every detail of your body.

Hakkai had enough of seeing his best friend's head in the clouds, tonight was for letting go, for forgetting and that what made him drag Mitsuya in his favorite striptease club.

-" Hold on, i know the perfect girl. That chick can literally make you forget about anything" Hakkai enthusiastically exclaimed, disappearing right after. Takashi sat in one of the booths, tiredly rubbing his eyes. He should be sleeping, why in hell did he let Hakkai bring him in that noisy place ?

As the idea of running away kept creeping up in his mind, his eyes caught sight of his best friend, from the bar, raising both his thumbs at him.

-" Huh... ?"

He soon froze, a shadow towering above his sitting form, and his lavender eyes met the stripteaser Hakkai was talking about.

Just you and your black set of lingerie, you and the moles, the details, the edges to your body, you who bend over to cup his face, your cleavage popping out right under his gaze.

-" Such a pretty boy... " You whispered in a low, cute voice that he thought was killing him slow. Mitsuya gulped down when your legs parted to stand on top of him, beginning to sway your hips for him, he couldn't keep his eyes away from your face.

No he was wrong to think it was the magic in the mystery, that as soon as he would see your face, that craving would vanish like the sun behind the clouds. Nothing could make the sun vanish, it burns, and burns insidiously, making everything gravitate toward it.

And you knew, he could tell, observing the smirk on your face.

But Cinderella's prince wasn't really one, she was yet to realize, when he pulled her by the wrist to sit on his lap, feeling the bulge of him between her legs. Mitsuya leaned over, face close to yours with his thumbs resting on your cheeks, his raw voice murmured.

-" Been looking for ya everywhere, you know that, hm ?"

It was fascinating, how with a simple smile, you manage to steal his heartbeats as much. You nodded.

-" was actually fun to see the prince making all the ladies try the shoe " you joked, catching the wolfish smirk curling his beautiful lips.

-" You're so fucking cute, thinking you're real smart right now..."

That is basically when Cinderella ended, with the prince carriage leaving with both of them in.

But the truth is...

That was only where the "fairy" part of the fairytale ended.

Because after midnight, Cinderella and her prince were still in his car.

-" Princess's so pretty... already going dumb on my cock " Takashi had his arms behind his head, biceps popping up, half-lidded lavender eyes and the corner of his mouth slightly pulled up, watching you struggling to ride him.

-" Taka', help me... Please, wanna cum-"

You were shushed by his hand abruptly squeezing your cheeks together, stern glare on you.

-" Sir. For you, it's sir."

-" Sir, wanna cum, please, can't take no more !"

And it was true, your thighs were burning from bouncing on him, your cunt aching from his impressive length. You watched the smirk in his pretty face widening, thumb rolling over your lip.

-" Hm, my pretty girl wants me to fuck her pussy better, doesn't she ?" You nod eagerly, relief painting your face before you realized.

The "fairy" part of the fairytale ended.

-" It's okay baby, i got you. " His hands circled your hips, bruising grip on your bare flesh he adored so much. Your eyes widened when with a forceful thrust, he hit a spongy spot inside you, making you cry out.

-" but don't you dare complain. My dick's been aching to ruin you, jus' be my good girl and take all of me, yeah ?"

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧 ( 𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢 ) :

A low class lover boy, a rich princess, and her hand promised to another...

-" I don't honestly know why it keeps breaking down, the other mechanics don't know either. Guess you're the only one who knows how to speak to my bike " the shorter guy joked, earning a smirk from Draken who was squatting down next to the bike.

If he only knew...

-" Meh, don't worry dude, I got you " Draken answered.

That the only reason why it kept breaking down...

-" Ain't he the best ? Always ready to save the day. " The rich old man gestured toward Draken, his son in law nodded.

Was because Draken did it in purpose just to see you ?

His eyes naturally drifted toward you, on the other side of the giant yard, sunbathing on a deck chair by the pool. His eyes glided down the single drop of sweat rolling between the valley of your breasts.

-" Ken... " he remembered how your small voice moaned his name, while his big hands hugged your waist on top of him, rolling his tongue over your nipple.

-" What is it that you need, love ?" He whispered, and he couldn't believe, as perfect as you are, how would you even look at him.

He had to look away, when you got ready to jump in the pool, popping up your butt in that bikini. They didn't notice.

He remembered, hands on those pretty ass cheeks, while he had you bent over your promised fiancee's bike.

-" Look how wet you are... Such a slut, dripping on ya man's bike. "

-" Ken, Ken it's too... Too much " oh with that voice of yours, choking on your words, he wished he could just kiss you until stealing the remaining breath in your lungs.

-" But he can't do this, can he ?" Draken's lips brushed against your ear, hand pulling your hair back. " He can't stuff this lil pussy like i can, can he ? No one can, yeah baby ? Can't have such a good girl moaning like a whore ".

So he came back, again and again. Watching another man, richer, classier, holding the hand of the girl he loved.

-" we got some business to talk about now " your father adjusted his suit, patting his son in law's shoulder. That one nodded. " We're gonna leave you to it, Draken. Thanks for coming again, son. "

-" No need, sir. You can count on me "

His eyes naturally found you again, drops of water dripping out of that body he loved so much.

-" Would you lemme take a pic ? " He murmured against your neck. " Have my pretty girl's pussy saved on my phone ?"

And he waved goodbye to your fiancee, a smirk on his face.

Oh he could count on him.

Not knowing that by the end of the fairytale, Aladdin would be running away with his wife.

With Draken's kid fucked inside you.

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