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shomixremix · 3 months

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I miss Kaveh sm :(( so can i req kaveh with a reader who is inexperienced and is too nervous to ask something during their session?? (Bonus points if reader gets flustered easily)

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE ♡︎

this is my first ever reqs, i'm so excited!! thank you anon <33 i haven't yet met kaveh in game (i swear i explored fontaine and sumeru i just never got around to doing his story quest, or maybe i just didn't really notice him in the archon quest??), but all the more reason to do it!! he's such a cutie, i love him (and his relationship with alhaitham👀) so muchh

tags: kaveh, female! reader, smut, loss of virginity, first time, teasing

-> your first time with kaveh, who knows very well how flustered he makes you, and uses that to his advantage ♡︎

reqs open ♡︎ | minors DNI

he had planned this for so long, and now it was finally happening. kaveh was going to fuck you.

he knew just how badly you wanted this - and how badly you couldn't say it. his sweet girlfriend, although the pride and joy of the akademiya, was always so sweet, so deliciously flustered and shy. you couldn't just voice your needs to him!

but kaveh wasn't dumb, in fact, it was quite the opposite. he very well noticed how you would squirm on his lap when the two of you would make out in his studio, how you'd softly sigh whenever his hands would accidentally brush your more sensitive spots, how you'd fiddle with your fingers nervously when you ask him for something so chaste and simple as a small kiss.

so, he took the matters into his own hands.

he basically bribed al haitham to get lost for a few hours, and have the place all to himself. the scribe very much so obliged, not very keen on hearing what goes on in kaveh's bedroom.

it wasn't as if you were uncomfortable under the blonde; he was your boyfriend, after all! even your vast vocabulary didn't have a word quite perfect enough to describe how you felt under him - flustered, perhaps?

"what's wrong, love?" he chirped as he kissed you, his chest discarded of the signature white shirt and his sunshine strands ruffled. his figure isn't particularly large and he is quite a lean man, yet you still felt quite intimidated as you were laid on his soft covers under him, your head nestled on the pillow against the headboard.

"n-nothing, kaveh, i just.." you just wanted more. more kisses, more touches, more love, more of him. all of him. yet, it felt too embarrassing to ask.

"you just, what?" he asks sweetly, a smug smile on his face. he knew exactly what you wanted, yet he very much enjoyed teasing the life out of you.

you mumble something into your chin, lowering your gaze and hiding your flushed face in his shoulder. the architect chuckles, kissing the tip of your ear softly.

"i cannot believe akademiya's most prized researcher is too nervous to ask her boyfriend for something..." he breathes out a soft laugh, "go on, baby. you know i'll do anything you ask. it's okay, y/n, it's just me"

just him? just the most handsome, most adorable, most butterfly-inducing scholar you've ever met?

"i.. um.." you stutter all over your words as you try to voice your wishes. "could you..?"

"i could most certainly" he grins widely, one hand soothing your side. "but i must say, i'm not quite sure what you mean, baby"

oh, how mean he was being, making you say all you wanted when he knew how embarrassed and shy you were!

only in his briefs, the architect slowly parts your soft thighs and nestles himself in between them, his growing erection coming in contact with your wettened panties.

"is this what you want, my love, heh? do you want me to take you? is that what you're trying to ask for, y/n?"

your face turns 50 shades darker and your voice seems to stop working as he asks such a lewd and suggestive question. the tips of your ears and your chest are burning with your blush, hot blood running straight to your head. you cover your face with your palms in an attempt to hide yourself from his very amused gaze.

you were a dignified researcher, someone known to not get lost in emotion and use their head to make logical conclusions to your studies. you have always been praised for your natural leadership skills, never being too proud or too shy to voice anything your research needed.

kaveh seemed to completely destroy all of that, reducing you to a blushing, flustered mess under him.

he didn't yet push your pretty, green panties aside and sink into you, and you were already flustered beyond belief!

"i.. i have never done this, before.." you admit, afraid your inexperience will turn the blonde away. instead, kaveh smiles softly, continuing to very slowly and very carefully grind onto you.

"heh, not a problem, love. i'll show you, hm? you just need to trust me and tell me what feels good. can you do that?"

you bite your lip to suppress a moan, nodding slowly.

one of his hands travels down your body, touching you as if you were made of the finest silk, finally slipping between your legs and coming in contact with the little piece of underwear you wore. he began to slowly rub circles on you through the panties, making shivers run down your back.

"mmph, kaveh.." a groan left your lips as he slowly teased you, his clothed member still snuggly placed between your plushy tighs.

"what do you want, love?"

your cheeks heat up to what seems to compare to the fires of natlan, your words betraying you. you can't help but nuzzle your face in his chest as he continues to rub all the right places, teasing you softly.

"kaveh, baby, please"

you beg for the slow and torturious ritual to finally be over, but deep in your heart you know it won't be - not until you tell him what you desire.

"please what, love? you need to tell me what you'd like so i can give it to you"

no words leave your mouth, too flustered to even speak. his hot gaze and even hotter touches and archons, his pretty face - it was all too much for you. entirely and utterly too much.

"don't be embarassed, baby. i just want to hear you say what you need. i promise i won't tease you more, i just want you comfortable" he reassures oh so sweetly, pressing a slight kiss to your forehead.

"want you, kaveh.." you slowly and very hesitantly say, "want you inside"

it's like a switch has been flipped in him, immediately descarding you off your underwear and leaving your pretty folds bare. his underwear is next, and soon, his tip is pressing into your wanting opening.

you moan out from the pleasure as he slowly thrusts, making sure to keep his pace slow and warm at first.

"mh, faster, please.." you softly beg into his ear, afraid that you'll get far to embarassed if you say those words any louder. however, kaveh chooses not to torture you and obeys your wish with a moan of his own.

unlike you, he's very vocal in bed, a complete stranger to shame.

"ahh, shit, love! feels so good, feels heavenly! you are, you are heaven sent, you know that, love? mhh, baby, so good!" he whines almost as his pace quickens, bringing a hand down to your sweet bundle of nerves.

"tell me what you need, y/n.. fuck, baby, ask for what you need!" he almost begs you to say those words, his crimson eyes full of desperation.

"i.. i need to come-! please, kaveh!" the moan you give him is a bit louder, experimenting how the words feel on your tounge. strangely, it isn't so shameful to ask something of him any longer.

he gives you what you need, blabbing and ranting through his own mutters and moans about how much he loves you, how perfect you are, how good you feel around him. soon, he's reaching his own high, almost not being able to pull out in time as his head fills with pure euphoria.

as you two cuddle after, you nuzzle your head in the crook of his neck, and softly breathe: "kaveh?"

"yes, love?"

"could you next time.. do it in me?"

those words hit him like a pan across his head (and trust me, he knows what that feels like - he lives with al haitham, after all), as his dick almost instantly gets hard again. he pounces on top of you, a soft glimmer of lust in his eyes.

"your wish is my command"

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin smut #kaveh #genshin kaveh #kaveh x reader #female reader #kaveh x you #requested #requests open #honestly i love this sweet blonde boy sm #kaveh smut

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matchadobo · 4 months

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KIDD; birthday present

wc: 1567

summary: name asks kidd what he wants for his birthday and she would grant anything, kidd says he wants to use a remote controlled v1brator with name.

warning/s: fem reader, overstimulation, VERY NSFW 🔞 i was sweating while writing this 🥰, s3x toys (v1brator only), partial voyeurism, kidd being rough 👀

"you're lucky it's your fucking birthday, you bastard...!" you cursed under your breath, hot under his touch. kidd had you sit between his legs where your entire frame was engulfed by his gargantuan size. his human arm never left the span of your thighs, fingers tracing the edge of your legs where your inner thighs meet. his metal arm played with your hair, each contact of the steel spreading goosebumps across your skin. you were too sensitive yet this bastard took his time playing with you.

you once asked kidd what he wants for his birthday and you'd grant him anything. and the smartass thought outside of the box and wished to play with you with a remote controlled vibrator. when you first heard it, you felt mishearing that last part once more, the one involving his wish. you took a moment to process whatever bullshit he wished for you to do. and as a loving girlfriend, who asked what he wanted for his birthday, and promised to grant it—you are now squirming under him, rubbing your thighs together to ease the pleasure, throwing your head back by the crook of his neck to feel any sort of friction with him as you looked up at him with utter desperation; your eyes lewdly saying 'please', inching his thick fingers closer to your clit but he just snatches his hand away as he clicks his tongue; mumbling 'not yet, princess' while he enjoys himself with you.

he nibbles at your ear, inhaling your lust. he languidly drags his tongue down the column of your neck, placing a gentle kiss near your jaw. "so good, you sound so good, name." he sang, golden eyes glowing with pure arousal and delight from your needy state. he rolls the lever of the remote a notch higher than 5. he bit his lip, watching you shut your eyes tight as you hang your head low to hide your face. you pushed yourself further into your lover's torso, feeling up the hardness of his length from your rear. "why are you looking down, baby? if you don't act normal and start acting all vulnerable for me, the crew might witness the slut that you are when i bend you down by the table and fuck you so hard you'll see the goddamn universe." he growled against your ear, his breath raising the hairs on your skin. he sounded gibberish to be honest, you were too lost at the ecstatic pleasure on your cunt. your fucking panties are soaked it's embarrassing! but he likes it like that, all dirty and fucked up for him.

"d-doing this a-at the deck wasn't p-part of your w-wish- aah fuck...!" you fisted kidd's pants, clawing at his scarred arms. you cursed at him, your nails digging by his pale skin. the marks your fingernails left was like a badge of honor for him.

"i didn't specify anythin', did i? plus, ain't it funner this way?"

"i-it's only fun f-for you, i-i'm at my limit." you grunted, grabbing a glass of water cuz you feel like fainting.

"hm? didn't i hear your pleads for more earlier? the drools on your mouth's sayin' otherwise, shortcake." he taunted, playing with your hair. "don't back down on your word now, aye?"

you glared at him deeply, you feel your eyes dig on your sockets. he raised the notch higher once more and you choked out a moan that got heads turning. kidd only snickered, looking at you endearingly as you covered your flushed face once more.

"i s-swear i'll g-get back at y-you for this...!" you pledged, composing yourself as you fixed your position at your seat.

"why, bunny? what'll you do? take control?" he cocked a brow, humor coating his tone. despite his taunts, he left kisses on the surface of your skin as he embraced you tighter.

"o-oh i got f-fucking plans, eustass." you growled through gritted teeth, trying to regulate your breathing. you're starting to sweat as you shifted friskily in your seat at the increasing amount of pressure on your core, strands of hair started to stick on your face. amidst your threat, kidd found it in him to smile and hook the hairs stuck on your forehead back to your ear. he held your heated cheeks by his callous hands.

"that's cute, i look forward to it." he once again littered your face with kisses, the pigment from his lips spreading on your face uncontrollably. "since you're so feisty, why don't we see where that getcha?"

once again, he raised the level once more, the vibration sounded a lot more prominent now and you were starting to lose distinction between dream and reality. you let out a low moan, eyes piercing through his globes. begging him continually to give it to you, to fuck you.

as it reaches 10, you can feel your insides shaking uncontrollably. you had to grab the edge of the table for support as you heaved out breaths of filthy grunts. you slurred your words, you're not even sure what you're saying yourself. all you wanted was for him to finally give it to you.

he held your chin between his index and his thumb, holding your attention deeply. "darling, i won't be able to give you what you want if you slur your words like that."

"p-please f-fuck me a-already, p-please love." you reached over to touch his face, planting your lips to his grinning ones. "i-if you have to do it r-right now, i-in front of e-everyone, p-please just h-have your w-way with me." you said trying to get a hold of yourself.

his eyes darkened before nodding, kissing the edge of your face. "got it."

he draws his hands closer to your sopping cunt, sliding his hands down your skirt into your soaked panties. he slithered his fingers from the side into the crevice of your core, rubbing it from your clit as he kissed your open mouth. slutty moans escaped your lips at the contact, vibrating through his mouth.

"such a shameless little whore you are." he slid one finger in, letting your body go limp as you completely rest your weight to him, head weakly lying on his shoulders as he hooked his finger inside your folds, curling inside as his nails tickled your sensitive spots. "be a good girl for me and take it, aye?"

he slid in one more finger, relishing on how you contort your face into pleasure. he started moving his fingers in an unholy pace, you pressed your lips together to stifle your moans, drumming your feet by the wooden deck. the combined stimulation of his fingers and the vibrator has left you dumb and drunk.

"p-people are l-looking," you whispered under your breath, but you didn't want him to stop, you want him to stimulate you more. the more shameful it became, the more you approached your climax.

"aye. show them how good i make you feel, bunny." he bit on the lobes of your ear, sliding in the third finger. your squelching became more audible. "isn't it crazy how dumb you're becoming with just my fingers? what a good little slut you are, i might really bend you by the fucking table now."

it sounded horrifying to think that the crew will witness how filthy you two are, especially when kidd dicks you down by this very table everybody was drinking on. but your cunt and mouth had betrayed you as you give one more nudge of approval for his actions, begging a slutty little 'please' after his suggestion.

so your face was now slammed down the wooden table, the drinks that held it shook upward at your impact. the crew had their heads turned at the noise and saw you with your ass up for your captain as kidd started unbuckling his belt. some had mumbled 'oh god' as a wince made its way to their faces as they dashed away from the scene, while some was too stunned and had witness the first seconds of your filth.

kidd raised the frills of your skirt and moved your panties to the side, he gave his length a few pumps as he savored the flushness of your cunt as it dripped wet. he gave a look around the deck, a few rookies were too stunned to speak, the crates they were carrying dropped as food spilled on the floor. kidd didn't hesitate to fuck himself into you while some crew members' eyes were glued into the both of you. your moans emanating sinfully across the deck.

"it's my birthday but y'all are enjoying yourself too, huh?" he smirked, pushing your body further down so he can get deeper. "fuck outta here rookies. don't look at my woman." he growled, magneting some heaps of metal to cover up the both of you and have a makeshift room to yourselves.

"i-i'm surprised you're not into voyeur?" you grunted, looking back. his length mercilessly drilling your cunt open, girthy and throbbing inside you. he leaned closer, grabbing a hold of your neck and pulling your body to an upright position where he fucked you while you stood up.

"can't have 'em having thoughts about you like that," he replied, pace speeding up. "i'll use you up like the fucking slut you are the way i want to, aye? ain't that your plead, princess?"

first time writing voyeur?? HANDBSBSBSBBS this is the modt sinful thing i wrote ever 🤣 kidd's making me do things. i rushed this while in school!! 😩

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lovable-liar · 3 months

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UNPAID INTERN SCHLATT ASK

Schlatt watching y/n with the kids and just loving how they interact with them. Like Y/n hitting Schlatt over the head for teaching them about Andrew Cuomo and the kids laughing...

...I have baby fever.

...as do I, and it's his fault.

I also went very off task with this, I'm sowwy 🥺

When you got a message from Ludwig asking if you would like to be a contestant on a new game show of his, you were honestly very excited!

You were a huge streamer on the platform, but it wasn't often that you were called upon to compete in real life games!

You were a fan favorite on Name Your Price, for your style and your ability in the game, so after Ludwig pitched Unpaid Intern to you...

You were hooked.

And you were reeled in even further once you found out who you would be competing against!

Daniel Thrasher, a man of many talents and one you found yourself quote tweeting about a lot on your alt to "thank" him for his "service" in "aiding" you to "learn piano"

Lily Pichu, a lovely little lady that (when you ever encountered her) had only ever been the kindest thing to you

Kyedae, a friend of yours that you frequently streamed with and raided!

And jschlatt, infamous, Jonathan Schlatt.

A personal friend of yours!

You and Schlatt first met during the days of the Lunch Club, dark days, sure, but Ted, Charlie, himself, and yourself pulled each other up by the boot straps and created salvation!

Chuckle Sandwich was is that salvation.

And through salvation, you two had formed a strong bond. You created inside jokes for your communities, inside jokes between you and your co-hosts, and inside jokes that only the two of you would ever come to understand.

But, to say you were just friends is an understatement.

To be honest, neither of you really knew what you were.

But you both liked that!

Sure, it became a pain when trying to figure out if you could go out on a date with someone, but it was also nice because technically nothing was happening, you didn't have to hide anything from viewers.

But, Schlatt was always one of the first people you turned to if ever something happened, which, something had happened! You were competing against each other soon! You had to text him-

jslut: yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

toots💙: wat

jslut: ur on upi?

toots💙: upi?

jslut: unpaid intern

jslut: luds thing?

toots💙: ah yes upi

jslut: r u?

toots💙: yes...? 👀

jslut: kk

toots💙: ur so dry over text wtf?!!?!

jslut: i love you too, sugar tits 💙

When-

jslut: how long r u gonna be in texas for?

toots💙: couple days prob

toots💙: im trying to find ppl to film/do stuff with bc i dont wanna fly over just to do one thing and then just fly back

toots💙: productive, you get me?

jslut: film with me

jslut: ill find something for us to do

toots💙: alr but ive got a lot of bitches on my roster so be grateful im spending my time on you, slut

jslut: shut the fuck up, you're the slut here

toots💙: that's blatantly (racist/homophobic/sexist/etc.)

jslut: bye

toots💙: bye bye bbg, daddy can't wait to see you again <3

WHEN YOU GOT TO TEXAS (swear to god if you interrupt me again-)

You texted Schlatt a picture of you in the airport, stood in front of a promotional poster that had the american flag on it, saluting.

You shoved your phone back into your pocket in search of some good fucking food, but you couldn't quite focus on reading the menu while your ass cheek vibrated with fifteen (you counted each vibration) messages.

jslut: first of all, ur supposed to put ur hand on your heart, not fucking salute

jslut: second of all, what airport r u at?

jslut: i'll come get u

jslut: don't order an uber, they're shitty

jslut: i'll be ur uber

jslut: ill bring u a red fucking carpet

jslut: toots

jslut: babycakes

jslut: did u order an uber?

jslut: did u get kidnapped? wtf

jslut: answer me toots

jslut: send me ur location

jslut: as soon as i see u im downloading a fucking tracker onto ur phone

toots💙: can you stop vibrating my ass for two seconds? im getting food

jslut: vibrating ur ass?

jslut: i wish

toots💙: food acquired, im at dfw

jslut: kk omw

toots💙: where should i meet u?

toots💙: r u kidding me?

toots💙: fuck u

You hunkered down in the food court to wait of the arrival of your beloved uber driver while you ate and played on your phone

You were expecting him to text you back any minute now since he never left his messages unanswered for too long (that's not entirely true, he never leaves *your* messages unanswered, ever, but he'd never tell you that, ever.)

But as 1:00pm became 1:26pm, you began to feel a little anxious

How long have you been sat here for?

Does that man want to sit here?

Should you move?

Are people staring?

Okay- just, stay seated, he'll be here soon.

Where are your headphones?

Where are your bags?!

Oh- okay, it's right there... where you left it.

And your headphones are around your neck.

Do you have your wallet?

Yeah, it's in one of your bags.

WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUR BAGS-

"Heeey, toots! 'S good to see you again." A deep, familiar voice calls out, he has your bags too!

"I got you a baggy of fruit from seven eleven!"

"Aww, you shouldn't have!" He twirls his hair around his finger.

"Gotta feed my baby girl right."

"Alright, you're done." Schlatt announces, before bending down to grab a handful of the meat just above your knees before throwing you over his shoulder and tucking your bags under his other arm.

"Jonathan! You put me down right now!"

"No."

"People are staring!" You whisper shout.

"You called me 'baby girl' 'n the first five finger-fuckin' seconds of our first face to face conversation in three months instead of kissin' me, 'm not puttin' you down."

The walk back to his car consisted of kicking your legs, lots of people staring, a surprising amount of awing, Schlatt having to readjust your clothes every two to three seconds just so you'd keep a semblance of your dignity, and a security guard even opened the door for him!

I mean- this man could have legitimately been kidnapping you, and nobody even *attempted* to help you!

But, then again, you weren't really putting up *much* of a fight.

Once you reached his car, he opened the trunk and shoved your bags in before sauntering round to the passenger's side.

After he so chivalrously opened the door for you, he plopped you down into the seat from your perch on his shoulder, making sure to hold your head so you wouldn't bang it before he placed one hand on the dash and the other on the head rest.

He leaned you back slowly, playfully, before finally accepting his kiss from you.

It was nice.

It re-awoke the butterflies in your tummy that seemingly crisped up and died whenever he wasn't around.

After the extraordinarily drawn out kiss, you embarked on the scenic drive to Schlatt's house, where you found yourself having the first 'argument' with him in the months you hadn't seen each other.

"Where're you stayin'?"

"I booked a hotel-"

"Bull-fucking-shit I'm lettin' you stay at a fuckin' hotel, hotels are good for nothin'. You sleep in my room."

"But I paid money for that hotel room?"

"Ok? I'll pay you back."

"What?"

"Anythin' in these bags ya don't want me findin'?

"Wha-"

"I'm unpackin' for you, sweetheart."

"No, wha-"

"Ya jet lagged, go sit on the couch, watch somethin', I don' care."

Schlatt then proceeded to haul your bags upstairs and into his room, where, promptly, he shouted for you.

"Toots, I thought you said there was nuthin' in here! I've seen one of these before! 'S a.. fuckin' 'rose' vibe, or some shit?!"

"Don't touch that!"

"Whaaat?! Like I haven't seen your toys before! Like I haven't *been* your toy before."

"Schlatt!"

He also found your outfit for Ludwig's video.

"Heeey! This is cute! Gonna look like a little 50s detective more than an intern, but shit, are you gonna look adorable. 'S this your perfume? Shit, that smells good..."

He absolutely douses his own clothes in it

ONTO THE MAIN EVENT! (If anyone's still reading, anyway.)

You and Schlatt arrived together at 9:44 (which ended up giving you 2 points, whereas it landed Schlatt with 1)

After being presented with your first task, keeping a trio of toddlers entertained for fifteen minutes straight, you went straight into action.

You managed to find play dough, bubble wrap, a box of legos, some cardboard boxes, and some coloring materials!

You were the first of the bunch to entertain the kids.

"Helloooo everybody! Who do we have here?"

"Elijah!" "Rooney!" "Caleb!"

"Hey guys! I'm Y/N. Can you spell that? Let's see your handwriting, huh? On the board, can you guys write your names and then my name?"

Overall, you have an absolute blast with these guys.

First, they wanted to pop as many bubbles on the bubble wrap as they could while your phone counted down a ten second timer.

You laid out a sheet of the wrap before you all stood on your own section of it and danced, bounced, and rolled on it until the alarm sounded.

Then, the kids wanted to decorate their own boxes as cars that you pushed them around in!

A chorus of giggles and squeals could be heard emanating from the conference room from all the way across the building, even your own chuckles!

After that, Rooney, Elijah and you sculpted with the play dough while Caleb built with the lego.

Rooney made a dinosaur and Elijah made a lion, but you all gave extra props to Caleb who built all of you!

You were a little disappointed when the fifteen minutes were up, you gave each kid a high five and a ruffle of their hair before you stepped out of the conference room and closed the door (but the interaction truly ended after you pulled a face at them through the window.)

(That face definitely ended up as Schlatt's home screen.)

Next up, you were burdened with having to ensure that your backward speech is coherent and understandable!

Your key phrase was "Can I hold it while you pee?"

Surprisingly, VERY HARD!!!

You managed to get 'hold it' and 'pee'

But the rest of it?

Nada.

"Do people actually wanna hold guys'... you know... when they- pee..?" Daniel asked.

"Well- surprisingly, yes!" Ludwig, oh so helpfully, replied.

You immediately turned to Schlatt

"No, you cannot hold my dick while I piss."

Everyone erupted into laughter.

At this point, you were tied with Daniel in first!

For the map task, you were paired with Schlatt.

You two made a fucking powerhouse of a duo.

With his drawing skills and your knowledge that there was a map on the wall right to the left of you? You were UNSTOPPABLE.

And, with the last and final task, you immediately had to opt out.

The simultaneous, wet chewing sounds of EVERYONE in the room?

FUCK NO

You were not gonna be in that room for another *second*

But you didn't have to be!

You had already surpassed everyone else with flying colors.

Lud even gave you extra points for opting out because he needs a 'well-behaved employee who won't blow bubbles and stick gum to the underside of the desks.'

Schlatt did offer you some of his gum though, and when you stuck your hand out for, i don't know, a pristine, unchewed piece still wrapped in it's packaging, you got the complete opposite!

Just a glob of fluorescent pink, wet and chewed gum in the pit of your hand.

But, that's also how you found yourself here, in Schlatt's car after a long day, waiting in a drive thru.

"Today was great! You were real great with those kids, toots."

"Yeah?"

"Hell yeah!"

"I kept the lego figure Caleb made of me."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..."

"I wanna fuck a kid into you."

"Schlatt!"

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt #jschlatt fluff #schlatt #schlatt fluff #schlatt x reader

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delusionalwriter02 · 29 days

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heyyyaaaa sooooo

i'm kinda dating the entire bsd main cast except fukuchi, fukuzawa, mori, lemon explosives guy, natsume and the minors.

but anyway, i am OBSESSED with ur insta as ... gf thing like i have not had such a good giggle (to be COMEPLETLY honest i was rolling, kicking, screaming in my pillow, trying to hide my giggles but failing miserably and ma,ing a very ugly face)... but let's not get into that! 😅

so my point is can you pretty please 🥺 do a pt 3 for fedya and pt 2 for kolya?

mainly fyodor tho cuz he's kinda sorta very much my husband 🥰🥰🥰 cuz i'm a s.i.m.p and cuz i said so.

only if wanna that is!

Insta as Fyodor's GF p.3

a/n : DEAR I LOVE YOU ??? you're SO adorable and how can I say no ???? (i'm sure you're BEAUTIFUL), hope you'll like it!! <3

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↳ Golgot : I appreciate what I understand

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : oooh I understand now

↳ Golgot : what ?

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : why you're so bitter about everything

↳ Golgot : I'm not bitter ???

↳ Fyofyo : Oh you so are

↳ Atsushiii : agree

↳ Golgot : fuck off Atsushi go annoy someone else

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : @.Akutagawa come get your man

Yosanurgirl : omg babe the photo is SPLENDID

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I KNOW Sigma is great at thirdwheeling

↳ Yosanurgirl : oh poor man

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Yn_theoneandonly : money, money, money

Yosanurgirl : must be funny

↳ Gintonic : in the rich man worlllllllddddd

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : that's why I love you

↳ Sig_ma : why man ?

↳ Gintonic : it's a song

↳ Sig_ma : Thank you

↳ Gintonic : you're welcome.... I guess

Fyofyo : Anything for you dearest

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I LOVE you with my WHOLE heart

↳ Fyofyo : Me too angel

↳ Daze_i : sucker

↳ Fyofyo : Jealous ?

↳ Daze_i : I got a whole harem

↳ Fyofyo : Sure

↳ Daze_i : WDYM I DO HAVE AN HAREM

↳ Fyfoyo : Never said otherwise

↳ Chu_uya : Dazai please shut up

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : Chuuuuuuuuuyyaaaa are you in this harem ?👀

↳ Chu_uya : NEVER

↳ Daze_i : of course he is

↳ Chu_uya : SHUT UP MORON

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Yn_theoneandonly : We're setting fire to our insides for fun @.Yosanurgirl

Daze_i : you're doing what.......?????

↳ Yosanurgirl : it's from a song too idiot

↳ Daze_i : it's about smoking ?

↳ Yosanurgirl : it can

↳ Daze_i : omg stop being so mysterious

↳ Yosanurgirl : i'm not it's up to you

Ranthebestpo : YOSANO YOU BETTER COME AT THE AGENCY RN

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : talk better to my girl

↳ Ranthebestpo : stay out of it

↳ Fyofyo : Watch your mouth

↳ Ranthebestpo : watch yours

↳ Fyofyo : Excuse me ?

↳ Yosanurgirl : OKAY STOP IT RN

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Yn_theoneandonly : you were riding your bike to the sound of it's no big deal

Gintonic : don't ask me why but i'm in love with this photo, it's calming

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : it's EXACTLY how I felt, no sound, just us

↳ Gintonic : that's the sweetest thing i've heard in a while

↳ Yosanurgirl : @.Fyofyo break up with her, I take over

↳ Fyofyo : In your dreams

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : YOSANO CMON

↳ Yosanurgirl : a wise man said one day "just because there's a keeper doesn't mean you can't score"

↳ Gintonic : gross

↳ Yosanurgirl : *wise

Golgot : Fyodor me too I can take you on ride

↳ Fyofyo : On my dead body

↳ Golgot : FUCK IT EVEN IN DEATH YOU WON'T DATE ME ???

↳ Fyofyo : I swear on everything I care about, I will NEVER date you

↳ Yn_theonenandonly : that's my man

↳ Daze_i : why is everybody trying to date the other

↳ Chu_uya : delusional bitches

↳ Yosanurgirl : i'm gonna fucking kill you

↳ Daze_i : NO I SAID I WILL

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Yn_theoneandonly : my safe place @.Yosanurgirl @.Gintonic @.Fyofyo @.Kyôk_a

Kyôk_a : Thank you it was really fun

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : with pleasure

↳ Atsushiii : Kyôka it's great you're making friends outside the agency

↳ Ranthebestpo : Can't say it's a wise decision but it's your life

↳ Atsushiii : Ranpo please don't

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : wdym

↳ Ranthebestpo : nevermind

↳ Gintonic : better

Fyofyo : We should take Kyôka out more often

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : she's 14 love, I won't be taking her out everywhere

↳ Fyofyo : I know but like at the funfair, the beach, places where childs likes to go

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : Are you having a baby fever ?

↳ Fyofyo : Maybe

↳ Yosanurgirl : OMG GIRL WHAT

Hey!!! Hope you liked it ? I'm trying to include Kyôka more because I love the character but she's a child soooooo I'm struggling a bit to write about her but anyway I hope it didn't seems to out of place

with love <3

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ikkosu · 23 days

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"They were clearly checking you out and you didn't do anything, that's why I'm mad!" + prowl (i want see what are you doing with this 👀👀)

😈😈😈 ehgekjekek

—THE outfit you wore today was surely different from the ones you had every other. The change in tone irritated him and it was little too flattering for Prowl's taste : tight in every manner, inappropriate at certain angles, and it was definitely a sight for sore eyes.

Attraction comes with that, too — magnetic to the point, he'd roll his eyes at loony idiots tripping over their feet.Sometimes, ramming against walls and pouring a little too much coffee in their mug, it spills.

Is this the state of the Autobot faction? Only a mere change in fabric deters their focus entirely? Inefficient idiots. He wasn't letting this go. You're breaching a standard protocol and confrontation is key, even if it meant he'd have to express his disdainful displeasure at your new attire.

Though, everytime he pushed that thought away, opting to focus on how own reports — another sparing ogle from the bots clamps up his spark and he lets out a frustrated growl. It's not so hard to look the other way, is it?

You swivelled around in time for the Cop-bot to appear, frowning in all his glory. He doesn't say anything. A pinched expression is all he's got. More glaring. Silence. Just glaring. Glaring, and.... more glaring?

You interject before he could process a word.

"Is this your 'you forgot to put margins in your reports again' scowl or is it another scowl that's conjured up on a whim because you're mad at something different entirety?"

He shuts his mouth then opens it. "One that is nothing significant." He clips, strutting past you.

"Sure, nothing." You pottered after him with a grin. " Ratchet says you're hot to the touch, a little frisky today if he had to term it nicely."

"I wouldn't have to be if you're just as modest as every other day." He strides faster. "And, will you stop dragging your feet? It's very much irritating, thank you."

"Modest?" You retort. "Hide's got the most checks in the swear jar, prowl. I barely got a penny."

He halts, let's out a vent then turns around. "I meant modest as in your appearance."

You look down to your outfit, then up. "What's wrong with it?"

"That's entirely the point." He hissed. "You're too ignorant to realize what effect your attire is having on others. Clearly, there isn't enough optics in this base that would rather ogle at the resident liaison than do their work."

"You're blaming me for their inefficiency?"

"I'm blaming you for not taking accountability."

"I can't just tell them to stop looking can I?" You said. "Better yet, gouge out their eyeballs so they couldn't see anymore. Is that what you want?"

He leans in close and says lowly. "The least you could do is tell them off."

You look up, frowning. The urge to throttle his neck cables is threading on a thin line you're sure it'll break. That is until, a bubble of enlightenment popped.

"You're not....jealous, are you?'"

Prowl immediately clamps up. A blue-ish hue spreads across his cheeks, all the way up to his forehead. He leans away, huffing. His doorwings twitched irritably and his response is strangely sulky, almost child-like.

"Don't ask questions you know the answer to."

#transformers #maccadam #transformers x reader #transformers idw #ikkoasks #idw prowl #prowl x reader #thanks for the ask sammy!!

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mikeysbabygirl · 2 years

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Hello! could I please request TR boys with a younger girlfriend?

Like, idk just make reader like us all, in our early twenties, messy, reckless, stubborn, bratty and smartass ... And they just like have that daddy's gonna punish you vibe 👀

Hmm can you make Ran, Wakasa, Kakucho... or anything you'll feel comfortable with ! ( Is it possible to add Kakashi and Itachi too ? Sorry it's a lot but I'm just curious about how they would act 😭 )

Thank you !

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

Warning : 18+, minors DNI. Contains smut, boys have daddy kink, Reader is a brat, a smart mouth, a fuck girl in Ran's part, punishment, manhandling, brat taming, breeding kink, nicknames ( whore, slut, love, baby ), orgasm denial, bondage, voyeurism, and a lot of other things. Reader is independent, stubborn, drives them crazy.

Summary : I might have put a lot of myself in this reader lol, but I love this request somehow.

Ran, Wakasa,Kakucho, Takeomi, Mitsuya,Itachi, Kakashi.

“I PRECISE READER IS OF LEGAL AGE IN ALL OF THE FOLLOWING.”

Ran Haitani :

Ran is used to be a rolling stone. No, not the rock band. The meaning of, not a person to settle down. He just loved the power he held over his whores, and drank in the tears of them after leaving.

On top of his twenty-eight , dating you in your early twenties could make anyone think he held much power on you too.

Wrong.

And at times like this, buried deep inside the tightest cunt he's ever had, he comes to think you are the one who got the power.

-" Shit, angel " throwing his head back he grunt and dug his fingertips deeper in your hips. " Tiny puss' can barely take me in, let daddy fuck you "

Impressive, how of a whining mess you were above him, struggling to bounce on his length but still shook your head in a manner he found so... Cute.

Those older vixens at Bonten clubs got nothing on you,after all, right ? Why would they be able to ride him and not you ?

- " Uh uh, can take your cock, daddy. "

Such dirty words in your saccharine voice had his cock throbbing inside you, you rolled your hips against his and had his eyes rolling back.

-" Swear to fuckin' god... Pussy so good, can't- can't get enough... "

Ran Haitani deals with jealousy fits his girlfriends throw with a master's hand. Showering them under praises and priceless gifts to keep the pristine image a little bit longer until he has enough, hiding the other woman's perfume on him like the dead bodies he left behind him.

Never ever had he thought the tables would turn, and he would be served the dish he cooked himself.

-" Man, ain't that your bitch down there ?" The pink haired man gestured toward the coffee's outside tables.

Haruchiyo's words go in one ear and out the other, as if he hadn't noticed the smile dripping beam you were giving to that young man at your table, and Rindou had perfectly noticed his brother's knuckles turning white around the steering wheel.

-" Ran, it's green " he gestured toward the green light, and the many cars waiting behind them. But he was only seeing red.

A friend, you told him once, just a friend. But who better than him knows what that word can imply, when he used it so many times with his exes ?

No, Ran Haitani held no power on you, despite being older. He even came to think he would've wished to be younger, as much as that man at the coffee with you.

-" Ran, it's stupid. Open the damn door. "

Your voice fell to deaf ears, busying himself cleaning his gun on the sofa, he heard the quiet sound of your forehead resting against the wooden door.

That's it, get used to it. Because if himself couldn't get used, one of you two had to do it right ?

-" I'm gonna sue you for sequestration " you quietly warned, but only heard a scoff coming from his mouth.

-" Good luck with that " he lazily grinned toward your phone resting beside him, and practically was in a bliss when you let out an outraged sigh.

-" the hell... You can't keep me locked in your room forever, you know ?"

Choking on his pride, he couldn't believe he resorted to such actions. But it was all for that same pride, at the end of the day. Ran couldn't have you cheating on him, Ran Haitani is not one to be cuckold. No seriously, a dinner with a friend, past 10 p.m ? Who did you think you're fooling ?

Getting up from the sofa, he blew some warm air on his gun and threw it on the couch, before making his way to the bedroom door and sliding the key inside.

Being met by those doe-like eyes that sometimes makes him think gonna be the end of him, you let him run his calloused hand across your soft cheek's skin, his usual smirk on.

-" That's right, pretty baby. "

You honestly were not one to be scared, yet when he began approaching you until his long shadow towered completely above you, yes, yes you were scared.

-" Can't have you locked here forever. But " he grinned, closing the door gently behind him.

He had no warning signs dating you, thinking you would just be another notch in his belt. But now you were the melody that won't leave his head, and it was all your fault. Playing his fake love game better than him, who did you think you are ?

-" But I can stuff that pussy until you can't walk anymore. "

Slender fingers pushed you on the mattress, having you all sprawled for him with your skirt riding your thighs, your bare skin already waking up his lower parts.

-" So be a good girl and watch me stretch you real nice, yeah ?"

Wakasa Imaushi :

Just an iceberg, and sure not one to look for butterflies in the stomach at thirty-seven, no he was no looking for love, or for anything that would last.

Then you just stormed in... No it is not a figure of speech, you stormed in his life, and as the youngest drops of rain soaked him to the root, now he was all but breathing fresh air.

He should probably not, the age gap was impressive, let alone the fact that your two personalities had no middle to meet in, all the odds were against it.

But, to reiterate, you just came in. That's it, end of the story.

You, your loud laughter, your unfunny jokes and your hungry fists.

Shit happens, he told himself the first time, pressing your back against the desk of his office at the gym, bare chested as you looked at him with a wry smile at the corner of your glossy lips, slamming his hips against yours and smirking when your face contorted in pleasure and pain.

-" what is it ? Can't run that fuckin' mouth anymore now ?"

If he was not Wakasa Imaushi, he could have felt guilty seeing the tears in the corner of your eyes, as you struggled to even form words. But he knew better, feeling how you clenched around him with every mean word.

Shit happens, he told himself, the second time. Crossing arms behind his head while you tried steadying yourself with your hands on his shoulders. Lazy purple eyes burned with desire as they watched you rise and fall beautifully on his length. He swore he would not help you, thus having his arms resting behind his head but still was happy he gave you some instructions, getting even harder at how compliant you were.

-" Why ain't ya like that all the time f'me, huh ? " He titled his head, biting his lips to keep himself from leaning and kissing your swollen ones. " So fucking stubborn... Don't mind ruining this tight cunt everytime you're actin' like a brat though "

And from thinking, on top of his thirty-seven, nothing could phase him anymore, he found himself thinking it was a good thing that you were a regular at his gym. That way, he could not only enjoy how those sport leggings kissed your curves perfectly, but also to-discreetly- keep an eye on you.

Because even in your early twenties, it seems like you still walked in your teenage habits. Reckless, too damn reckless. Challenging some of his clients- free fighters twice your height and age.

And there you were again, in your pink sport leggings and bra, warming up to fight yet another opponent stronger than you. As careless as he seems, and considering you two never talked about the meaning of your hookups , last months playing cat and mouse had him... Worrying about you. He would not sit and watch your small brain being splattered on the floor.

-" I'm closing, dude. " He mumbled toward the opponent who was ready to fight you, that one frowned but you stepped in before he could say anything.

-" You never close up this early " you remarked, crossing your arms and he shamelessly eyed how your breasts slightly popped out as you did.

-" I said, I'm closing. Get out. "

The one who new better, the guy, quickly grabbed his belongings and nodded goodbye to his coach before leaving.

But the careless, reckless, fucking so full of herself one stayed, pouting child-like.

-" You don't want me to fight him" you concluded some seconds later, he put away some dumbbells left there and straightened, raising a brow toward you.

-" couldn't care less " he shrugged unbothered, but then you started walking toward him, too close for you own good and raised your head high.

-" Yes you do. You think I can't actually win. "

-" I don't think you can't win. I know you won't. Now go home. "

His hand reached for your shoulder, trying to shove you away but his eyes widened the slightest bit when you used that moment of inattentiveness to grab his arm and twist it.

-" You shall not underestimate me, Imaushi. Especially not when I can have your arm pinned in a heartbeat. "

He must admit, you're nimble, and slided behind him very fast. But little did you knew with that little strength of you, you just dug you own grave ?

-" Oh princess" you were surprised to hear, a low chuckle from him, for the first time. Dropping his lollypop on the floor, he freed himself from your grip with little to no force, and the white leopard has never been quicker to turn and meet your eyes. " You should never have done that... "

Wakasa indeed never thought he would bother with someone as young, as loud and annoying as you.

But at that moment, bending you over his desk, cock slamming your dripping hole with the stronger thrusts he's got in his back, he was glad he did.

-" Y'think you're such a big deal, huh ?" You cried out as another harsh thrust of him almost sent you, and the desk flying. " 'bout time someone teaches you a fuckin' lesson"

And he had no problem doing that, eyes blessed by the sight of your ass up and cunt dripping between your thighs.

-" Drivin' me outta my fucking mind with this pretty ass " his hand met the latter with a painful slap, you bit back a whimper but he smirked, still hearing the echo of it anyway. " Gotta tame you into the perfect slut for daddy. Mold this pussy to my cock, yeah baby ? "

Ah the youth... Always thinking they're so invincible. And somehow he knew the perfect way to make that cotton stuffed brain grow up a little.

-" I'mma fuck a child into this" you felt your high at reach while he tapped his fingers against your folds. " Amazin' pussy. See how you can fight, all round with my kids ?"

Kakucho Hitto :

Who was Kakucho but an outcast?

His whole life, had been lived between two wars, collecting scars, counting dying stars.

Although he had only lived in the darkness, his heart has always seemed homesick for light. Until you.

Months been spent trying to deny you, protect you from himself or whatever his guards were pretending.

But goddamn that head of yours was harder than any of the walls around his heart, though being a young adult, sometimes you acted just like a rebellious teenager.

Homesick for a home that didn't even existed, and he stopped moving from his spot, nothing to look for anymore.

Oh how could he stay at that same spot when you swept him off his feet like the tornado you came in ? The more he tried going against your winds the more he found himself struggling in the middle of your whirlwind.

So he removed the boards covering his windows and doors and let you in, you and your frivolity.

He discovered you couldn't help but laugh in critical situations, though looked at you with confused eyes the first time you burst in laughter because you nearly set the kitchen on fire.

And you smiled, god, you smiled for nothing. He suspected that you knew it flusters him everytime your glossy lips stretched in a bright smile and did it on purpose to make him lose control and lean in to kiss you.

He would always remember the first time he laughed in years, a real, light-hearted chuckle when he caught you talking to yourself through the mirror.

And oh, how could he forget that night ?

Kakucho frowned and turned his head toward you after hearing a muffled sound, he came to think you were asleep since you've been silent but his tired eyes met your pretty face and small mouth closing around your pillow.

-" Hey, angel, been having a nightmare ?" He asked as he moved closer to you, and his heart missed a beat seeing how your cheeks could grow beautifully warm, biting that seductive lip.

-" Uh... No, it's nothing, just something I was thinking about... "

After many investigations you confessed driving yourself to sleep by many cute fake scenarios you knew would never happen, and still you were eating your pillow at the thought.

What a brat... An incredibly beautiful, endearing brat.

And he wished he could have you by him more often, but you had your own life, own friends, and you had college, all he could do was to give you a spare key and hope for late nights where he would find you in his bed, something he wished would happen more frequently.

- " I don't get why Mikey makes you keep all the important files " Haruchiyo grunt, meanwhile Kakucho slided the key inside the lock.

-" cause last time he made you keep the paperwork you used it to sniff your coke " Rindou shrugged next to his brother, all waiting for Kakucho to give them their assigned paperworks.

But he knew something was wrong the minute he opened the door and loud music came to their ears.

The three boys couldn't keep their laughter hearing a young girl's voice coming from the kitchen.

How could he forgot your habit of singing along with the loud music ?

Though crimson red painted his cheeks, his heart beat faster knowing that you were there, he would have you beside him that night, what was strange itself knowing it was a weekday.

-" Ya know what ? I'll bring it to the headquarters tomorrow, you guys just go home " he hurriedly tried pushing Haruchiyo out of the door who struggled to contain his laughter, and as Ran was about to mock him, his jaw fell down and his gaze drifted behind Kakucho.

-" Kaku ? Daddy you finally home, I made dinne-"

Nothing, nothing could've prepared him for what waited for him. You knew how much he missed you because of your daily schedule, and you knew his ache for a home he could go to after a tiring day.

What essentially led you to his kitchen, cooking a meal for your lover, wearing nothing but a sexy maid apron.

- " Holy shit... "

-" Oh god-" that was not your Kakucho's voice, there were four men in the living room, all wide eyes taking in every sinfully exposed curve of you under the only piece of fabric you were wearing. Shame quickly assaulted you and it was only after you quickly turned around to leave that you remembered.

It was an apron, it has no fabric in the back.

-" Okay so see you tomorrow ! " his hands were harsher than he expected it as he started pushing all of them outside, the one with the purple mullet who's eyes never left your body by the way mumbled.

-" But- but she made dinner-"

-"out. "

He needed no more than that cold stone tone for them to oblige, though they never felt more disappointed to skip paperwork.

- " dadd- Kakucho... ?" Your small voice filled the living room, whilst your lover was facing you with his tense back, you could practically feel the heat radiate from him.

Even the day you learned he was a Yakuza haven't you been that scared of him.

-" Enjoy havin' my subordinates drooling over ya, huh ?"

You whined, trying to press your dripping cunt against his lips only inches away from it, but the ties around your wrists were keeping you hanging on the bedframe.

-" Kaku, you know that's not wh- Oh god ! " A high pitched moan escaped your throat at the feeling of his teeth grazing your throbbing clit, Kakucho tightened his grip around your hips, he felt guilty to think he would gladly snap a picture of his fingerprints on your soft skin, later.

-" What did you just called me ?"

-" Ngh, Daddy... Daddy please " you curled yourself tighter against him, had him chuckling deeper into you.

Yes, though he would rather have died than letting his co-workers see what's his, he still was blessed with the domestic feeling of you waiting for him at home. He caught himself thinking he might get used to it.

-" angel, d'ya have the slightest idea of what you did ?" You shook your head desperately, under the soft warm breath he was blowing on your cunt. " Probably got them all pumping their cocks wishing it was this little pussy"

His gaze darkened, seeing how more drops of your arousal were seeping on his bedsheets and hearing your breath hitching, he cupped your pussy into one hand and had you crying out loud.

-" What a naughty girl I have, hate that I have to do but gotta make them see me eating this pussy of mine. Make them losers hear the pretty sounds you make for daddy, yeah ? "

Your eyes widened and a strangled " Kakucho" left your lips, he stretched his hand and reached for the phone, opening the camera and angling it just the right way so they could only see his naked back.

-" But worry not, pretty girl. Won't let them have a single fucking look of this princess' body. Never again. "

Takeomi Akashi :

He warned you. Yes he was a player, but a fair one. He told you not to fall in love, to keep your heart out of your vagina.

But honestly ? He should've saved those words for himself, he probably needed them more than you did.

Because you didn't even started playing back and he was already head over heels for you, something that never happened to him before.

He could curse the day he met you at their club during one of your girl's night, or he could curse every feature of your pretty face, in the end it was the same, he just can't seem to get you out of his head.

It's been pretty weird for him at first to date you as you were almost half his age, he only had his fair amount of mature women and never thought he'd end up with a baby. Because that's what you were, a brat.

A pretty, over independent brat.

Sometimes he caught himself thinking he was babysitting you, he honestly saw no difference between the behavior his younger siblings used to have and yours. Stubborn, head in the clouds, trying every forbidden way to upset him it seems. And the worst in that ? No strings attached, he had nothing that could keep you grounded.

No matter how much money he would offer, "I need my own money not yours". And no matter how pretty was the jewelry he bought, at the end of the day it would return to his pocket because " why do you even buy things for me it's not my birthday".

You made it pretty clear, he was there because you wanted him to, not because you needed him. And what was he supposed to do with those crumbs when a bunch of young and handsome men were ready to steal you from him ?

Though it was exhausting, to be constantly checking your wandering eyes, he could just not let go.

Who would wake him up in the morning with the hairdryer's sound ? Accidentally burn the pancakes and say " good thing, you just took a step back from diabetes"?

who would surprise him at the meeting with some nudes taken in the college's bathroom ?

too much for his game, you were a witch.

And he really doesn't know why he keeps bringing you to external meetings with their partners at their clubs, since it's one from the only few times he'd be stressing. With so many eyes on what's his, how much more time left before it was not his anymore ?

-" I don't care how you do that" Koko snapped at Ran over the loud music. " Hire prettier girls, create special offers or whatever. The whorehouses aren't working enough these days and Mikey... "

And there it goes again, same conversations, same men with the same girl's on their laps. With a sighing mind, you watched your boyfriend reach for a cigarette in his pocket, but he barely had anytime to put it in his mouth before you snatched it away and brought it to yours, smiling like a kid.

He arched a brow toward you, since when did you even smoke ? Then rolled his eyes noticing Ran, Rindou and Mucho all taking out their lighters to do it for you. That was his routine.

-" Here ya go, love " he heard Rindou whispering as he lit it up for you, being the closest one to you and his hand around your hip tightened seeing the way the Haitani eyed your smiling lips.

Conversation kept going around the same boring problem until you were bored of hearing their words in the back of your head like a broken record.

-" It's not even such a big deal. " Your soft voice brought all of their eyes to you. " Nobody goes to whorehouses anymore. Except, maybe old men. " You winced seeing most of them, and their girls raising their eyebrows. " No offense... "

-" sweetheart you-"

-" focus on my words instead of what's in your pants. " You interrupted Ran the same way he did to you, and rolled your eyes at his smirk. " People nowadays want to see, the thrill of watching something you can never have. Once you get it, it all vanishes away. Get all your girls an onlyfan, and thank me later. "

And though most of them were not into smart mouths, Takeomi could clearly see the interest sparkling in all of their eyes. His throat tightened as Kokonoi leaned over the table, closer to your face.

-" You, are really something else... Ain't ya, precious ?"

Takeomi hated it. And you. And that cursed little smirk curling your perfect lips.

-" 'bout ten fucking bitches there, all keeping it silent. But you, you had to run it again, obviously ?"

His low voice was laced with venom while his hands tightened on the steering wheel, you couldn't hear the end of it in your way home and your head ached from all his reproaches.

-" but I'm not your bitch and you know what ?" You scoffed earnings a side eye glare from him. "Drop me here. Consider from now on I'm not your problem anymore, so I can't embarrass you. "

He would've liked to ignore that foreign tingle in his chest hearing your words...

-" Watch your fucking mouth. "

And although he never took such a scary tone with you, you swallowed your stress and muttered.

-" I only wanted a good fuck, not another father... "

Not even have you finished your words that the car did a great spin, ripping a small scream out of you while he hit the brakes and parked in the middle of the dark empty road.

-" Repeat that f'me, would'ya ?"

-" Oh fuck, slow- slow down ! I... Omi !"

-" Wanted a good fuck, right ?" He grunt, hips smashing against yours and you honestly couldn't even tell how you both found yourself on the backseat. Your words might have somehow switched something inside him, force him to manhandle you like he has always been afraid to do.

- " Y'better take my cock like a good little whore, fuck- should've shut you up this way. Jus' fucked you dumb in front of em "

His filthy words tightened the knot in your lower belly, walls spasming around him had him growling and throwing his head back in bliss.

-" this pussy's my addiction. Goddamn- tell me how... The hell 'm a supposed to let'ya go ?"

-" Close... So fuckin' close daddy" you ignored his words and let more tears slip from your eyes while he pounded relentlessly into you, a bruising hold on your breasts.

-" Look at you, practically begging to be put in your place, m'baby such a brat, gotta tame ya into my perfect wifey, would'ya lemme ?"

-" Yeah ? What 'bout I stuff this lil pretty pussy 'f my cum, would my pretty girl take daddy in ?"

Mitsuya Takashi :

He knows it, you know it, and he wouldn't even try to deny.

He has a huge daddy kink.

But you really were the one to trigger it, because he was now a twenty seven fashion designer and he was supposed to be so far from those years where he had to take care of his baby sisters.

Supposed. Because everything in you just brought that protective side of him, your careless nature, he couldn't help but take your hand in his everytime you'd cross a road.

Your lightheaded oversight, sweet morning cooking for you but you wake up late to college and forget to take breakfast...

The mess you left behind you, pink pom pom pen all over his desk, and he'd never forget the blush on Hakkai's face when he found your lace panties on the couch during a visit to his friend's house...

And despite all those adorable flaws he loved so much on you, you always insisted on carrying yourself on your own. Always preventing him from paying things for you, refusing to let him help you with anything.

No, I can hold that, it's not heavy.

Bitch, it's twice your weight...

It doesn't matter, because every detail of you, he fell for it. Even that stubborn head of yours.

Well, there was times where he just couldn't take it anymore. Like all those times he asked to make sure you were eating enough and having enough sleep during your college exams, and you assured everything was fine.

No it really was not, he concluded, seeing you when he came back from his business trip, noticing how your cheeks deepened, how could you even pretend you could take care of yourself when you overworked yourself that much ?

-" Looks like you even need my help to eat, princess... "

Teary doe-like eyes stared up at him, the ground leaving kisses on your knees whilst his hand had a bruising hold on your hair.

His tip hit the back of your throat relentlessly, Mitsuya never been that rough with you but you wouldn't just listen, you needed a punishment right ?

-" Shit, only obedient for ma cock... Then take it like the fuckin' slut you are "

Those new sharp edges he was displaying were turning you on, your juices dripping between your legs since he made sure to strip you before making you gag around his length. Your clit was throbbing,aching for some release but your hands have been tied behind your back by his necktie, preventing you from any possible pleasure.

He saw the tears forming in the corner of your eyes though you closed them so he would not see your despair, he smirked.

-" Thought- fuck, just this way baby... Thought you don't need my help ? Now look at you drippin' on my floor, where's the independence, love ?"

You opened your eyes and narrowed them at him, sending a fierce glare that only made his cock throb in your throat. You vengefully hollowed your cheeks and swirled your tongue around him, highlighting his pleasure until he was throwing his head back.

-" So fuckin' good " a strangled chuckle escaped his mouth seeing you pressing your thighs together. " Say the words, love. Tell me how much this pretty pussy needs my cock, and I'll give you the fuck of your life "

So stubborn... he thought, whilst you locked gaze with him and tried taking him deeper, proving he needed you more than you did.

And maybe you were right, but that's not what he wanted to hear.

Takashi pulled your hair tighter, the tingling only making your walls clench around nothing and elicit a strangled sob from you. Desperate saccharine voice had him coming undone with no warning in your throat, and he rode his high watching you swallow every drop of him.

-" M'baby, understand that if I need to feed you myself, I would. " He whispered, with his hand still holding your hair as you let go of his dick with a loud pop.

-" Taka', can't no more " you straddled him on the couch, freeing yourself from the tie and wrapping your hands around his neck. " Please, make me cum, please, please, I need you daddy, please... "

Although he told himself he would make you suffer longer, your teary eyes and wet lashes, the desperate way you were rubbing your entrance against him had him in a chokehold. He was just a sucker for you...

-" Shhh, it's okay baby. Gonna take care of my pretty girl"

Soon enough, he was lowering you on him, stretching you to no end while you already started crying his name, a meer attempt to ride him and take control again.

You would never change... He noted in a smile.

-" See ? All you had to do was to be a good girl, was it really that hard ? "

-" Or do you just love it when I use you like a cum slut, baby ?"

Kakashi Hatake :

Somehow you never felt enough, not even once.

He was so much older and wiser, stronger and needed. You painted yourself in your brightest colors, poured yourself into being the best medic nin you could be. Yet it was never enough.

Only the sky would ever know that was all in your head.

Kakashi had another way to see it, to see you. When he looked in your eyes he saw no age gap, no insecurities, just the little woman who broke the walls of monotony around him.

The one with a smart mouth, who wouldn't just shut up. The one to say the things no one else would say, putting him back in his place when his feet would start floating too far from the ground.

He wishes he could just forget about those sarcastic lips of yours, and the life still blindingly glimmering in your young eyes.

But his hell already knew a rainy day, and you brought him out of that numbing shell. Making his heart beat faster, whether because of your cute laughter or your unnerving recklessness, all he knew was that it's been only months still he couldn't keep the cold facade anymore around you.

-" I'm just... Exhausted "

You finally agreed to let the words out, after days of being silent. Something that frustrated him more than it should have, he might just be missing your consistent loud mouth...

- " You're... Fucking amazing, and I'm proud of you "

He never thought he'd be bothered by your smile, but that one was ripped of any joy...

-" But I just feels like a kid waiting by the door.« Don't do that, don't talk so loud, don't walk like that»... " You mimicked the words of the villagers. " «You're a Hokage's future's wife» , oh and all the « and why ain't you married yet ? »" You scoffed. " Like it's not been just few months since we're dating. "

Kakashi sighed loudly, resting his mask and the book he was reading on his desk.

-" and I sound dramatic. And you despise drama but... I just want someone to love me for who I am, not for what... They could make of me. "

He could see you felt self-conscious from opening your heart to him, considering you too were a stranger to releasing what's in your mind and he felt his chest aching for the woman who's been sharing his bed, dreams and living rent free in his mind for the last months.

Kakashi pushed the chair he was sitting in a little back, then slowly patted his lap.

-"enough. C'mere. "

He couldn't believe you'd let their words get under your skin, your so perfect skin, all in display in his lap as he was bouncing his thigh against your swollen clit.

-" That's it, moan my name, baby. Only you can do it "

-" 'Kashi, more please " you begged, hands on his shoulders and how could he refuse you anything ? He was already painfully hard and constricted in those pants, and still all he could yearn for was your own pleasured face beautifully contorting.

-" Oh shit, m'love came pretty hard " he chuckled, few minutes later as you came undone staining his pants, light head on his shoulder but he really didn't care.

Because soon those clothes found their way next to yours on the ground, and as your walls clothed him in, he just couldn't understand.

How could you even doubt yourself ?

-" You fill me up, so good " your moan sounded more like a sob, which made him softly grin and press feverish kisses to your neck.

-" Now you gotta take all of me like my good little slut, is it okay ?"

Your eyes widened with the harsh thrust coming after those words, thinking he would take it slowly for once but his grunts in your ears and the fingers digging in your hips told you otherwise.

-" Yeah you will. Bet my pretty girl's gon' lemme fuck the insecurities outta her "

-" I... I will, oh shit, I will, 'kashi !"

The stubborn one who would only obey when his cock would stretch her out, how couldn't he be obsessed ?

-" That's a good fuckin' girl. Now let daddy make you feel how deep he could love you "

Kakashi was a man of his words, and he promised...

If the village wanted so much to meddle in their Hokage's household, he would make sure to let them hear how good his best girl takes him behind closed doors.

Itachi Uchiha :

Here is a boy who never even considered having some happiness, let alone find love.

Itachi Uchiha is the worst of his enemies, all those arrows in his heart, his mind was the archer of them.

He would probably not be able to tell when it started.

Lingering stares, whispered words

But that, he was not waiting for its ending.

First cry of the newborn crepuscule, the dewy scent of the morning will tell him it's time to go, but the warmth of your hips under his fingers beside him on the bed mimicked the feeling of a home he lost since decades.

Head on the pillow, you could feel him sneaking in almost every night , and he could see you smiling but for some reason you pretended to be asleep.

And he painted you larger than life, because his chest weighted tons of blue ice but you painted him golden. Spark of a fire your love has lit up in him so immense that his demons caught fire.

-" Show me " you whispered, fingertips grazing his eyelashes.

His eyes held the tales of thousand horror legends, but you were seeking to see them as if they were your fairytale.

-" No way. " He replied, lying on his side next to you yet again.

Tantrums, you were so childish but you had your ways to get what you wanted, and they were all but innocent.

You rolled on top of him, making him instantly lay on his back and with a pout he found distracting, began rolling your clothed pussy against the growing bulge in his pants.

- " 'Tachi please " you whined, and he had to close his eyes not to give in, the friction you were giving along with the sight of your hardening nipples under your top nearly making him lose control. Him. The one who never lost control.

-" Stop. "

Red, was the trail his fingertips left on your hips to stop you.

Red, was the fire burning in his lower abdomen.

Red, was the way his eyes shone in the dark when he opened them again to face you with his Sharingan you oh so wanted to see.

Itachi was fascinating to you, and he thrived into the star-studded stare your eyes would give everytime he would do the most trivial thing.

Sometimes you really reminded him of Sasuke, how proud he was of his big brother, long ago. And he couldn't help the need to take care of you like he wished he could've done for his brother.

You were reckless, after all. Young, a danger for your own self and never listened. He spent every minute next to you caring, and every one away from you worrying.

Maybe you knew that, and maybe you used it to see more of him.

Nights where you lived were when the devils would go out, stronger men twice your height would be afraid to be outside at such an unholy hour, but you...

You in your veil white dress, angel tempting the devils outside

Angel tempting his devils inside.

-" what's the crying for, my love ?" His voice echoed through the blinding red.

Red, red everywhere.

-" Isn't it what you wanted ? M'dirty little girl, yeah you did. "

Itachi, itachi everywhere.

Itachi's hands holding yours pinned to the bed, Itachi's cock deep down in your throat, Itachi's mouth closing around your breast.

But through all the clones you knew, the one bullying your cervix with each thrust was none other than Itachi. The real one.

-" Told ya not to go out so late alone, haven't I?"

It was overwhelming, the fire in your guts blinding you to everything, the tsukuyomi only amplifying all the feels whilst Itachi rolled his hips against yours.

-" Did you really needed this to understand, love ? My cock splitting you in half like a whore ?"

You mumbled some incomprehensible words around Itachi's clone's length, and a deep groan reverberated through the crumbling down walls of the genjutsu.

-" Goddamn- baby, pussy clenchin' around me real good... You like it when I do this t'you, don't you ?"

Another spasm of your walls around him was the answer, he knew he didn't deserved that image, pretty face of yours crying in pleasure under the many Itachi's worshipping your goddess's body.

-" love, if I knew... You were such a slut, would've took that pussy 'til your pretty legs can't move sooner "

But you were there, wrapping him in your angelical aura like he was not soaked with blood to the brim.

-" Shhh, don't worry. Still got so many time in my hands to fuck the insolence outta you, baby."

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 6 months

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Do you still do “How would (X) react to?” Would love to see you do a “How would IVE react to Y/N after accidentally ignoring/neglecting them during a fanmeeting/concert.”

Gosh, it has been so long since I did one of these the last time. I don't even remember why I stopped, probably I was just overworked. I guess writing one of those can be fun from time to time, so yeah, I'll write it for you🙈

IVE reacting to Y/N ignoring them during a fanmeeting/concert

Gaeul

The oldest was confused about your behaviour. You two always had a great chemistry on and off the stage, but right now it almost seemed your first time working together. She tried numerous time to pose with you during the night, but you always were with another member. She smiled through the pain and waited the end of the stages. You didn't even notice and you were more confuse than her when she asked for explanations. However you two made peace in few time and a night of cuddles was the best way to close that silly story.

Yujin

If Yujin could overturn the table, she would have done it in that instant. She was the leader and she must behave in the perfect way, but, oh boy, she was so pissed at you for not accepting her flirt during the fanmeeting. Maybe she was too much in character but she hated seeing you being lovey-dovey with another member. She acted cool during the event but at the end she took you in another room and she gave you lesson(how? That's up to you👀)

Rei

The japanese girl was good in hiding her feeling and she really tried her best to be all smiling for her fans, but she could swear you didn't look in her direction for all night. She even tried to catch your attention, waving her hand in your direction but it almost looked she was invisible for you. After the show, she came to your room and she explained how bad she felt for your actions. You immediately hugged her and promised to be more careful the next time. Feeling your touch, her smile came back in no time.

Wonyoung

Wony is used to receive attentions, by the fan, the members and, in particular, you. You were her partner in crime, but right now the only crime you were doing was ignoring her. She had to make a "fake" complain in front of the public to have you by her side again. And from that moment she linked her arm with yours and never let you go for the rest of the fanmeeting. In the next day you better expect a lot of comments by her about betrayal and similar lol

Liz

Liz was so afraid of something she didn't even do. But if you were ignoring her, there was a reason, right? Well, actually no, you simply had your head on the clouds, but the poor girl couldn't have known that, so in the next days she tried her best to be forgiven by you: gifts, praises and a quantity of attention you have never received from her. When you finally understood what was all that about, you promised yourself to not ignore the cutie anymore, so you started to give her even more attentions that she wanted to🙈

Leeseo

It was a miracle that the maknae didn't start to cry during the fanmeeting. She always seek for your approval and when you started talking to everybody except her, her heart cracked a bit. When you noticed her lucid eyes tho, you immediately ran to her, asking what was wrong. Was she feeling sick? Did somebody piss her off? You were worried and ready to throw your hands at the same time. That was enough to make her understand that everything was okay and you didn't hate her or anything else. However for all the day you were extra-protective with her, keeping her close to you till night

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Well, Anon, I hope you liked it. I'm definitely out of the loop and it might be not that great, but at least I tried 🙈💙

Zazá

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gummyfang · 7 months

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❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜

❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜

❛ you came so fast, i barely even touched you. ❜

idk who you want to write for, so I'll let you choose, but consider 👉🏻👈🏻 Boba? any of the clones? Mando? Paz? Jango?? 👀 if none of these float your boat, surprise me!!

sincerely, @imarvelatthestars

[ ohoho these are GOOD. if you don't mind, i've been looking for an excuse to write for Mando for the first time >:) he was quite the challenge so apologies if he's not in character ]

♡♡♡ | Din Djarin x Reader | Drabble | 1.4k words

tags: NSFW, minors do not interact, afab!reader, breastplay, reader has boobs and a bra, soft gentle Mando, some hints of inexperience, fingering (gloves stay on), helmet stays on. not proofread.

You felt yourself grow hot under Mando’s piercing gaze, the helmet doing little to obscure his admiration of your features. The Mandalorian stood perfectly still, his back and the back of his left shoulder leaned against the durasteel panels forming the belly of the Razor Crest. The only indications of his unwavering attention on your form were the occasional tilts of his helmet, so he could peer through the dark visor at a better angle.

Despite the abundance of nerves twisting your gut and electrifying the tip of each of your fingers, you were determined to make the night one that Din would remember- or rather, one that was worth remembering. Somehow you doubted sexual intercourse, of any kind, was an activity he partook in often.

To stabilize the shaking of your hands, you allowed your tingling fingertips to roam over your skin, accentuating the dips and curves of your torso tantalizingly. You could swear his gaze scorched your skin where you touched yourself, sighing a soft moan under your breath, just loud enough for him to hear.

It worked. You could hear Mando’s shallow sigh as he adjusted his weight so he could lean on his other shoulder, muscled thighs deliberately causing delicious friction between his legs.

His fingers were hooked beneath his belt as he leaned further back against the wall of the hull, his grip alternating between tightening and loosening as your hands ghosted over the swell of your breasts, still covered by the slightly unflattering sports bra. It was clear your actions were affecting him, the increasing shifting of his weight betraying more than he thought. Yet he made no efforts to move over to you, to touch you, have his way with you.

“What are you waiting for, Din? I’m getting cold over here.” you purr, a playful tone tugging at your words.

A low chuckle rumbled from the modulator built into his helmet. In response to your question, he pushed himself away from the wall, leather boots clicking against the metal flooring slowly as he sauntered his way over to you.

“I'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you.” came his response as he stopped right in front of you, arms remaining at his sides.

Although his voice was cool and unwavering, his words betrayed perhaps some inexperience, slight uncertainty. Still, you had no qualms with guiding him through it if it meant having him. You’d waited plenty of months for this moment to happen- and it seemed that at the first moment the child was being babysat elsewhere, it did.

Instead of giving him a verbal response, you reached out to gently grasp at his armored wrists, plucking them from his belt and placing them on top of your breasts. Immediately, Din cupped his hands, his thumbs ghosting over your nipples beneath the fabric. He was not going to make you say anything if you didn’t want to, your intentions were clear. Somehow, you felt that despite your attempts to hide it, Din was perfectly aware of your nerves.

Your confirmation of that thought came soon after.

His right hand moved up from your chest to trace over your neck, before settling on your cheek. He tipped his head forward until the cold beskar of his helmet came to rest against your forehead.

“I'll take good care of you, cyar’ika, I promise.” he rumbled, his thumb drawing tiny circles on your jaw. Your stomach fluttered.

Din took several more steps forward, his chest plate pressing against you, as he grabbed you by the shoulders and carefully lowered you onto his bed. It was cramped, even more so once the armored man climbed on top of you, but you couldn’t care less. This was probably still leagues better than any dingy motel room you could have gotten around here.

You quickly tried to perch yourself up as you tried to take off your bra, something Din gladly helped you with.

It surprised you how gentle Din was. Even as he went back to avert his focus back to your bare chest, his touches and squeezes remained light.

It strongly contrasted the sexual tension you’d both undoubtedly been aware of for the past few weeks. He seemed eager to keep you assured and comfortable- or perhaps even himself.

“Beautiful.” he breathed, pinching your nipple between his fingers. You were loud, unapologetically so. You thought his fingers might drive you crazy if he kept touching you like this.

“Din…” you moan softly, tucking your lip under your front teeth. You didn’t mind him taking it slow, or at least you wouldn’t, if it weren’t for the fact you were about to snap from how badly you wanted him to touch you down there.

For someone you assumed to have so little experience, Din seemed to read your wants and needs without a problem. Without asking you to clarify, his hands immediately started moving their way down your body, toying with the zipper of your trousers. Perhaps he was just particularly attuned to you, after spending so many months together.

The Mandalorian made quick work of your pants and underwear, discarding them to the floor behind him without a second glance.

He shifted his weight so that he was somewhat awkwardly leaning on his left arm, his gaze intensely fixated on your pussy. It was slightly embarrassing, the urge to cover your face only beaten by the desire to watch what he would do next.

You looked at the hand that was now resting on your naked thigh, still covered in fabric and beskar, and for a moment you wondered when he’d take them off. You didn’t get any more time to wonder, however, when he swept his thumb through your slit with a firmness that strongly contrasted his earlier touches.

You gasped, mewling loudly for Din to hear, your knees folding instinctively, Your body’s involuntary attempt to crawl away failed, however, thanks to the strong hand on your thigh keeping you in your place.

“Easy there.” he hushed you, giving your thigh a soft squeeze. “Just let me make you feel good.”

And you were more than eager to let him.

Din’s lithe touches might have lacked experience, but they were far from lacking in observative intent. It didn’t take him long to find your clit, gaged by your trembles and soft cries. His helmet tipped slightly to the right as you moaned for him, clearly enjoying the show you were giving him. He repeated his movements, pressing your clit between his index and middle finger, rubbing up and down deliciously firmly, yet so tantalizingly slow.

The sensation of the coarse fabric of his gloves only added to the blissful sensation, another twist of his fingers causing your eyes to roll back.

“That’s right, cyar’ika…” the Mandalorian encouraged your reactions with a hushed tone. His fingers had started to move down to your opening, index finger teasing at the entrance.

However, before he could insert his deliciously thick digits, his palm accidentally pressed against your sensitive nub roughly. With his previous touches and the months of this desire for Din to make you cum, you couldn’t hold back anymore. The orgasm rocked through your body with a loud cry, followed by a silence only filled with your soft panting.

Din blinked behind his visor, shoulders drawn back as he just stared at you, slightly perplexed.

“You came so fast, I barely even touched you.”

A loud sigh vented between your lips, the teasing nature of his comment not going unnoticed.

“You drive me insane.” was your only response as you tried to recompose yourself. Din, however, wasn’t done with you. You could feel his fingers prod around your entrance again. He was obviously desperate to be inside you in any way.

Before he could plunge his digits inside, you grabbed his wrist, causing him to lift his helmet and look you in the eyes again.

“C’mon…” you smirked, grabbing him by his shoulder plate and dragging him back on top of you.

“There’s something of yours I want inside me much more than your fingers.”

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#star wars #din djarin x reader #din djarin #the mandalorian #mandalorian x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader

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biisexualemma · 1 year

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confessions (pt.5). rafe cameron

word count: 4.2k

warnings: swearing

requested: yup

plot: rafe won't leave you alone until you talk to him

a/n: i was gonna split this in two but then i thought fuck it... so prepare yourself this is a long one… but worth it 👀

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 6

your bottom lip slipped out into a small pout as you walked away from the table you'd be serving and approached the bar, where your coworker nate wore a small smile.

"i need two seltzers and a small white wine for table six please, nathanial," you handed him the check you'd written out, turning away while he began making the drinks for your table.

you eyed up your section, running through each of your tables in your head to make sure everyone was sorted and you hadn't forgotten anything.

"when's your next day off?" nate asked, making conversation.

"sunday," you let out a soft sigh, leaning on the bar for a minute, propping your head up with your chin in the palm of your hand.

he hummed, "me too,"

"sucks," you huff and he raises his eyebrows in agreement. "i'm so tired i feel like i could sleep for a whole week."

"think of the money," he tried to reassure and all you could do was nod. he pushed the tray towards you with the drinks made, ready to be taken to their table. "ready to go, better get a smile on that pretty face of yours if you want good tips."

you plastered on your best fake smile, to which he chuckled softly, "attagirl."

you walked over to your table balancing the tray on your hand, when something caught your eye on the other side of the room. you glanced over quickly to see kelce and topper talking amongst themselves, all geared up to play a round of golf. you gulped, this seriously couldn't be happening again, you didn't have it in you to deal with either of them today or ever again.

they continued to talk, seemingly unaware of your presence so you dragged your eyes away, focusing on the customers in front of you as they gave you their orders. you couldn't help but sneak glances at the pair of kooks, anxious that they might start something with you again. and when you thought it couldn't get much worse, rafe approached the two of them, adjusting the golf glove on his hand as they began talking all three of them.

you wanted the universe to swallow you whole, disappear, vanish before any of them could see you but it was too late. the universe hated you.

rafe caught your eye. you quickly looked away, finishing writing down the customers orders, fidgeting with your pen as you did so. you politely thanked them and took their menus, not daring to look over at the three boys again.

you quickly shuffled back to the bar, head in hands, hiding your face as best you could but it was too late, he'd already seen you.

"i hate my life," you muttered under your breath.

"what's going on?" nate asked, intrigued he leaned closer to you.

"rafe cameron," was all you said.

"what about him?" his eyebrows knitted slightly.

"is he still standing over in the corner?" you asked, peering up through your hands at nate who was nosing discreetly at said-corner.

"no," he said quickly. you let out a brief sigh of relief. "he's walking over here."

your eyes widened, ready to scald nate for not leading with that but before you could say anything, rafe cameron was standing beside you.

"hey," you turned to face him, trying to disguise your obvious discomfort with a forced smile. "i didn't know you were working today."

"i picked up a last minute shift," you didn't know why you were explaining this to him, or why you were talking to him at all. you'd agreed to give yourself some space from him after the last time you'd seen him.

you'd been embarrassed for letting yourself get caught up in whatever rafe was doing. so what if he was nice to just you, so what if he looked really good in the morning (or all of the time), so what if he wanted to look out for you. these were all completely normal things and you had to get it out of your head that he had ulterior motives. it was clear the last time you'd spoken that he saw you as his sisters friend, someone he felt semi-obligated to look out for when the occasion arose.

he hummed, eyes trailing over to nate who stood a bit too closely looking between the two of you. rafe furrowed his brows for a second, giving him a once over before moving back to you. nate seemed to take the hint and take a few steps back, giving you guys some space.

"i, uh, just wanted to let you know i spoke to kelce," he reached up, his hand rubbing at the back of his neck as he said it. "so you don't have to worry about him anymore."

your eyebrows pulled together into a small frown, lips parting slightly before you gathered your thoughts and answered him. "i didn't ask you to do that."

he shrugged. "you didn't have to," your eyes looked up at his curiously. why would he do that? "didn't want you to feel uncomfortable having to come to work when he's here."

you opened your mouth, hesitating to speak. "oh," was all you could think of to say. "oh ok," you repeated, slightly baffled. he definitely didn't need to defend you to his friends. your mind was working overtime trying to figure out why he'd go out of his way to do this for his sisters friend?

"thanks—" you were cut short when nate cleared his throat, your eyes pulling away from rafe and over to the tray of drinks.

"table two need their drinks and eight need their order taking," he eyed up rafe for a second before turning to you, trying to figure out what kind of situation this was.

you nodded quickly, pulling yourself out of the bubble you often found yourself in when it came to rafe. you looked up at him with sympathetic eyes as you grabbed the tray of drinks.

"i'm sorry i really have to go—" he went to speak but you were already moving away from him. you were so lost in this situation, all you could think to do was avoid him and maybe this would all go away and everything would go back to normal. "enjoy your golf!"

at least that was what you had convinced yourself you wanted.

you dragged your feet as you made your way across the parking lot, yawning as you tucked a few loose strands of hair behind your ears, pulling at your hair to tighten it where it was tied out of your face. you rubbed your tired eyes and thought about how good it would feel when you could finally get off your feet and switch your brain off.

but alas, you had a feeling that wouldn't be happening anytime soon because leaning against the side of your dad's truck was rafe cameron. he watched you walk over towards him, eyes raking over you until you stood in front of him. he shot you half a smile, you folded your arms over your chest.

"hey," he spoke once you were close enough, smile lingering on his lips.

"rafe," you acknowledged his existence but you didn't want to talk right now. you'd done enough smiling and conversing at work for the past eight hours, you didn't have it in you to smile and be nice to another kook today. even if it was rafe.

you'd done your best to avoid him all day. you were convinced you'd actually lose your mind if you had to spend another second thinking about rafe and his motives. so when he sent you a wave when he got back from his round of golf, you pretended not to see it, and when he sat at the bar and ordered himself a drink afterwards, you busied yourself with clearing tables. you couldn't let yourself get sucked into something that wasn't real, you didn't have the time or energy for it.

"busy day?" you nodded, trying to reach around him for the door handle but he edged in front of it, blocking your way into the truck and wearing a cheeky half-grin while he was doing it. "yeah i figured that's why i didn't see much of you today."

you huffed, answering him, "yup."

it wasn't a lie because you had been busy working all day but you had also been busy ducking every time he walked passed the restaurant (which happened to be a lot— which meant a lot of ducking).

"right," he nodded, eyes squinted a little from the late afternoon sun. "so... how are you?"

you narrowed your eyes at him, "tired and ready to leave this place," still he didn't move. you sighed, wishing he would get to the point already so you could leave.

he hummed, staring at you for a moment, eyes flickering over your face, watching how you held his stare. he figured he'd get to the point. "you've been avoiding me."

"no, i haven't," he knew you were lying, but in order to get the nice, rosy, sweet image of rafe that had been developing in your head, out of your head, you had been doing just what he accused you of. "i've just been working."

he wasn't letting you off that easy, you weren't a good liar and rafe seemed to be able to tell when you weren't telling the whole truth. it was a little bit annoying to be honest.

"what'd i do?" the half-grin had slipped from his lips and was replaced with a sort of grimace as he questioned you.

"nothing," you said it a bit too fast.

"liar," he was just as quick.

"rafe," there you went saying his name like it was a burden. "c'mon, i'm tired."

he could tell by your tone of voice and the sour expression you wore on your face as you pleaded with him, that you'd had enough for one day. unfortunately, rafe couldn't let this one go, he hadn't been able to think about anything else all day. he'd had the worst game of golf he'd ever played in his life, all because of you.

"just tell me what i did and i'll leave," he bargained but you just let out an impatient whine.

"you didn't do anything wrong," it was the truth. "so how can i have been avoiding you?" that was a lie.

you had gotten slightly swept up in something that wasn't there. that wasn't necessarily his fault so you couldn't hold it against him, he was just being nice. even if it was completely out of character.

you could see his mind ticking over as he thought hard about all of it, his eyebrows softly knitted together. he shook his head, eyes narrowing in on you. "y/n— c'mon, just tell me the truth— i won't be offended."

"seriously, i'm not mad at you and i've not been avoiding you," you sighed, trying your hardest to sound convincing because you really wanted him to drop the subject. "except for right now this second because you're blocking my only way outta' here and i'm so tired, rafe," you couldn't help but stomp your foot a little as you whined that last part.

he looked you over for a second, hair kinda messy, your eyes heavy and your lip almost forming a pout. his eyebrows twitched into a frown. "what have they got you working so many hours for?" you breathed out a sigh, he was nothing if not persistent.

"i choose to work so many hours because i don't have my daddy's money to fall back on," you were maybe a little meaner than you needed to be, but you had warned him you were tired and cranky and it was nothing rafe hadn't heard before.

"ok— low ball but fair," he shrugged, letting you off but still not budging.

"get in the truck," you weren't going to shake him anytime soon so you said it quickly before you could change your mind.

"this truck?" he glanced briefly over his shoulder, pointing at the beaten up truck he'd been leaning up against for god knows how long. "your truck?"

"if you're gonna be like this then just come with me," you motioned towards the car, urging him to make a decision quickly.

"will you tell me why you're mad at me if you do?" he tried one last time.

"no," you rolled your eyes. "because i'm not."

he huffed. "alright, fine."

—

"you're not going home?" he questioned, finally breaking the silence when you took a different turning, pulling up in a small clearing leading to the water. he figured with you being so tired that the first thing you'd wanna do is go home and crash.

"no," you answered as you put the car in park. "my dad's working and i don't— i wanted to come here instead."

he looked over at you sceptically but before he could say anything, you were climbing out the truck and heading down to the water. he huffed, following after you with a jog to catch up.

"i didn't know this place was here," he said, slightly out of breath because you walk surprisingly fast. now he'd caught up with you, he found you sat by the water, looking out to where the sun had started to set.

"most people don't," you mumbled. he sat beside you. "they usually drive right by."

he hummed, glancing at you out the corner of his eyes while you were watching the water. you looked so pretty with the warm, golden sun trickling down your features, he couldn't bring himself to look away.

"stop staring," you muttered, glancing at him for only a second, catching him before he pulled his eyes away. he cleared his throat.

"why'd you bring me here?" he spoke after a few minutes sat in silence. he couldn't help himself, he was bursting with so many questions and you wouldn't answer any of them.

"i don't wanna talk, rafe," you mumbled after he broke the silence. he turned to face you, one leg tucked under the other, his eyes trailing over your side profile. you sat with your leg's tucked up to your chest, your chin rested atop your knees.

"to me? or just in general?" he quizzed, his head tilted to the side as he did.

"both," you huffed, you didn't have the energy to beat around the bush.

he let out a low whistle, "wow ok," his voice a little bit quieter than it had been. "you still don't wanna' tell me what i did?"

you didn't say anything, sitting in your own silence, eyes on the somewhat still water in front of you.

"giving me the silent treatment, huh?" he continued.

your eyes rolled as you glanced at him out the corner of your eye, you were tired of his joking. you really didn't want to talk, you'd only brought him with you because he wouldn't leave you alone.

"can you give me a clue at least?" your head sunk, tucking your face between your knees to hide from him.

"ok, so you're serious about the no talking thing, huh?" he let out a huff, eyes rolling slightly. "i can't apologise if i don't know what i did."

"i don't want you to apologise, i want you to shut up," you mumbled from between your legs.

"she talks!"

"rafe," you groaned, tucking your head further down. you didn't want to have this conversation when you already knew how he would react. you knew he saw you as his little sisters friend, and nothing more, so there was no use dragging this out and kidding yourself into thinking it was something else. you just had to get your head down and suppress any feeling that might have arisen in the past couple weeks until they went away all together.

"c'mon," he reached out, hand gripping your shoulder and giving it a squeeze, trying to pull you out of your shell.

you wanted to push him away but you didn't, instead you lifted your head and turned to look at him with your cheek resting on your knee. you wore a soft frown on your face, one that did something to rafe's insides when he saw it.

he leaned down to look at you, his eyes level with yours, "talk to me."

you humph, straightening yourself out, his hand slipping from your shoulder, "you are relentless."

"that's not the first time i've been told that," his lips curved into a small smile, almost like he was proud of it.

"this is why i don't want to talk to you," your frown deepens and his smile slips. his eyes are watching you carefully, watching your expression change trying to figure you out.

"i—uh—" he lets out a chaste laugh, eyebrows pulling together slightly. "i don't understand."

"you say things like that all the time and i don't know what you mean," you looked visibly frustrated, rafe had no idea you had been holding onto everything he'd been saying. and rafe talked a lot.

"y/n—"

"no, you wanted me to talk so i'm talking," you snapped and he quickly shut his mouth. "you haven't left me alone since that night at the bonfire," his eyes flickered between yours, his lips parted as he hung on your every word. "you're like a completely different fucking person— i seriously don't know what's gotten into you. and i can't tell if you really mean everything you're doing and saying or if you're just messing with me—"

"y/n," rafe tries to stop you, he held his hands out, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

you shushed him before continuing.

"either way, i can't stop thinking about you," your words hung in the silence that was suddenly created between the two of you. rafe is looking at you intently, you're looking at him with slight panic. "and all of it's really fucking with my head because you're you and i don't even know what you want from me."

your breathing grew heavy after talking nonstop with very few breaks. he's still just looking at you and you can't figure out what he's thinking but what's new. you continue. "so i really don't want to talk to you at all because i'm trying really hard to stop thinking about you... in that way."

rafe's a little bamboozled, and he looks it. he hadn't been expecting you to unload all of that, he especially hadn't been expecting you to admit that you'd been thinking about him. he's quiet for a few seconds, thinking hard on that.

"wait—" he finally speaks, his eyebrows unknitting slightly to release the frown from his face. "so you're mad because you like me?"

"i never said like," you frown before clarifying, "i'm mad at you for doing this to me when i was minding my own business," something about this boy made you so defensive. maybe because you still didn't know where he stood.

"i didn't know," he tried to think of the right thing to say. he quickly reached out and grabbed your forearm when he saw you pull back. "wait—"

"rafe— you don't have to—"

"i wasn't trying to fuck with your head," he said quickly before you can get up to leave, he's gripping you as tight as he can without hurting you. "i genuinely was just trying to help that night of the bonfire, i've known you as long as you and sarah have been friends... i didn't want you getting yourself hurt."

you have this sinking feeling in your chest, he'd confirmed what you had been thinking. he sees you as just a friend— or his sisters friend. "ok— i get it—"

"will you actually shut up for once and let me finish?" your mouth hangs open slightly from where he'd cut you off but you do as he says.

"i couldn't stop myself after the bonfire—" his jaw tightened as his grip on your forearm loosened, realising you're not going anywhere right now. your eyes watched his every move carefully. "you're—you make this face when you're mad—you're usually mad at me but it still— it literally drives me insane."

you can't read his expression. his jaw is prominent, his tongue slips out to wet his lips, his eyes not moving an inch from yours. you would feel intimidated if his eyes weren't so soft.

"insane in a good way?" your eyebrows unknitted as you chewed on the inside of your cheek. you didn't feel so angry anymore, you just needed him to clarify what your busy mind was thinking for once.

"insane like it's all i can think about and sometimes i deliberately piss you off just so you'll make that face."

you have to take a beat before you can form a response, "yeah, that is kind of insane," you let out a deep breath, thinking about what rafe cameron had just admitted to you. it amazed you that he was able to actually use his words for once.

he huffed, running his hand over his face. "yeah, well it's your fault that i'm losing my mind," he looks out onto the water, for a second not able to meet your warm eyes that he knew were waiting for him. "i didn't want anything from you... just really wanted you," he scrunched up his nose as he said it aloud, cringing.

you couldn't help a small smile creeping onto your lips, half amusement and half amazement. this was a different rafe cameron to the one everyone knew, and to who you knew a few weeks ago.

"you want me?" you'd never had a boy tell you he wanted you before, never mind literal kook royalty. a professed pogue-hater, wanted you.

"was that speech not obvious enough for you?" he turned his head only slightly towards you, a little embarrassed as he glanced out the corner of his eye at you. he managed to catch the small smile on your face though, and the way your eyes had softened. "or me literally following you around for the past two weeks."

"no," you said honestly because you hadn't thought any of it was obvious that he liked you as more than a friend. "i'm just still getting used you being a normal, living, breathing human being with wants and feelings"

he rolled his eyes, a small smile on his face as he finally turned to face you properly again. "you're so funny," you made a face at him, scrunching up your nose with a teasing smile. rafe squints his eyes at you, thinking back to everything you'd said before— because you'd said a lot in a short space of time.

"yeah, well, i'm not always annoyed," you clarified. "you just happen to be a very annoying person," you teased. "who is annoyingly very attractive."

rafe liked this new facet of your relationship, now things were out in the open he felt like he didn't have to bite his tongue so much. and you felt a bit more relaxed around him.

"don't let that go to your head," you said quickly before he could beat you to it. his lips curled into a lopsided grin, glancing away from you for a second.

"i said nothing," he defended himself, holding up his hands.

"yeah, well, your face speaks for you," he narrowed his eyes at you and you let out a laugh. his eyes trailed over you before shaking his head, still wearing that half a smile.

he snorted, "no wonder i had no idea you liked me," he watched you listening to his every word. you didn't correct him this time because you both knew now how the other felt. "you're mean, but at least i tried to be nice to you."

you hum, your smile slipping ever so slightly as you teased back, "you bring out the worst in me, what can i say," you mull over what you're thinking and whether you should say it aloud. you'd gotten this far by being honest, so why stop now. "and i still feel a bit defensive."

rafe bit down on the inside of his cheek, his eyes flickering between yours. it didn't sit right with him, what you said, but he can't blame you either.

"ok, well, we can work on that," he hums quietly. he notices the way the look your giving him softens and you almost seem to visibly relax with his words.

"you were right when you said i didn't know you." you eye him up. "i thought i did but... i don't know. maybe i was too quick to judge you."

"yeah?" he spoke quietly, hopefully.

"you've given me no reason to doubt you yet," you eye him up sceptically. "please don't give me a reason," you say the last part much quieter, feeling much more vulnerable now than you had ever done with rafe.

rafe was getting to see different sides of you and he didn't want it to stop.

"i don't plan to."

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giggly-squiggily · 10 months

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Ummmm for your headcanons event, may I offer a Dabi headcanon? :>

I've talked about it ad nauseam, but I hc his healthy skin is super ticklish (feather ticklish even huehue)

If possible, maybe Hawks could find out about this and use it to his advantage? 👀

I've never sent one of these before, so I'm sorry if I'm doing anything wrong ^^;;

{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}

Hey friend! :D You absolutely may offer some Dabi headcanons! I am SOFT for this man akljerkjaerjkaekjrjk Him being feather ticklish on his healthy skin makes me swoon- and the chance to write dabihawks is just YEE! *happy dances* I've gotcha covered!

CW: Swearing

“Now what is this?”

“It’s nothing- gah! Birdie, cut the shihihiht!” Dabi’s attempts to sound tough were destroyed near instantly as his boyfriend dragged fingers against his stomach, staying within the range of healthy skin. His wing had came around from behind, feathers breaking free to dance along his chest and shoulder while he did so. “Stahhahap!”

“No way- this is a discovery.” Hawks snickered before pressing a kiss into Dabi’s shoulder, scooting closer so he could tickle him more. “How long were you planning on hiding this from me, hot stuff?”

“Shut your tra-ahahhap! Fuuhuhuhck, Hawhahhahhawks, doohohohohn’t!” Dabi tried turning onto his front to save the skin there, but that only gave Hawks more room to go for his upper ribs. “Gehahahaha! Nohohohoho fuhuhuhucking shihihiihihihit!”

“You’re so ticklish! Man- why didn’t I do this sooner?” Hawks giggled like a child- all pretenses of cuddles gone as he climbed onto Dabi’s legs. His hands wasted no time tapping along the healthy skin of his torso, scratching against soft spots and sending Dabi into a thrashing fit of hysterics beneath him. “Are you ticklish here? What about here? Here?”

“Pfft-gehahahahhahahhaa! B-Bihihihihirdie, quuhuhuhuuhit ihiihiihihihiht!” Dabi cackled, the skin along his face reddening as he batted and slapped at Hawk’s hands. The feathers- oh those damn feathers- had slipped past the space between him and the mattress, tracing his abs with slow devious strokes. “Sthahahahap tiihihiihihickling mehehehehhehe!”

“Hmm…are you sure?” Hawks teased, slowing down some so Dabi was just lightly giggling. “Do you really want me to stop?”

“Yehehehehehehs!” Just as quick as it came, it ended. Dabi gasped for air as he slumped, squirming some as the feathers wiggled out from beneath him. “Eheheheh..ehehheheh…yohoohoohu’re tehehherrible, birdy.”

“Yeah, but you love me.” Hawks grinned before leaning forward, pressing a few kisses into his shoulder before snuggling into his back. “And you loved it- why else would you barely fight back?”

Dabi had him pinned and cackling like a goon in seconds after that comment.

Worth it.

#headcanons to dabbles #tickle #tickle headcanon #dabi #hawks #keigo tamaki #fluff #Dabi needs more tickles y'all #he deserves them #dabihawks #mha/bnha #I am weak for lee!Dabi y'all AHH!#tw: swearing

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littledollll · 1 year

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Hi honey! It's your fave anon ever hehe

Can I request cg!larissa x little!borderline!reader?

Maybe R has had an awful day, like every insecurity rising to the surface and she's on the verge of splitting but she really doesn't want to so when Larissa comes home, she sees that R has locked herself in the bathroom accidentally scaring Larissa but actually she was just isolating herself because she was terrifked Larissa would see her as a monster, but actually Larissa knowa of it all and loves R more than anything so she weasles her way into the bathroom with a blanket and a paci and lots of little stuff and R just ends up regressing and safely avoiding splitting as Larissa takes care of her and falls asleep on her chest and gets carried to bed? I'm sorry if this is too much

-🧸 anon

Forever? Forever.

Larissa Weems x little!bpd!reader

Extra prompt- “R is anxious when Isa is busy and fully develops into an attack but they try to mask until they just leave the room knowing they can't do it much more. Isa, can't follow yet and feels so bad because she knows her little has abandonment issues so will interpret it the situation as being left. Then we get upset little drawing pictures to show feelings and comforting momma isa” -🕊️anon

A/n: Hi its 1:30 am when I’m writing this! back at it again my friends. It’s nice to be (sorta) up to date with requests again! Also 🧸anon i see u 👀 I swear ur like 3/5 requests I have, it’s truly an honor.

Warnings: mentions of splitting, anxiety, overthinking, abandonment issues, little r, momma Larissa, comfort.

Dear 🧸anon, can I bring you back to life with the gift of a fluffy Larissa fic?

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A busy Larissa wasn’t something new, usually as much as you hated it, it didn’t cause much of a problem. You found ways to be with her even as she worked her life away and you’ve grown quite used to it. The problem was today. You couldn’t quite pinpoint what exactly triggered your anxiety, you just felt alone, abandoned even though in the back of your mind you were well aware of Larissa’s affections for you.

Anxiety was always quick to push you into splitting, you couldn’t have that. Not now that you’ve been doing better, not while Larissa is cluelessly busy working. She was supposed to be home soon as well. What was taking so long? Did she not want to come home to you? Overthinking was always your worst enemy, specially now.

Naturally, you hid. Having Larissa see you in this state wasn’t going to be of any help, specially if you acted out against her. At the same time you missed her so badly. You just wanted her to hold you and tell you how much she still loved you. But you hid. If she wanted you she’d come looking for you right? That was your logic anyways.

You locked yourself in the bathroom of your shared room, bringing your knees up to your chest and hiding your face between them. You didn’t really have much else to do, just wait it out, just wait for the anxiety and that feeling of a split coming on to fade away, it wouldn’t. You closed your eyes. You felt like crying, and what was the point in holding back now?

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You hadn’t noticed you fell asleep until the sound of Larissa calling for you startled you awake, then your heard it again followed by the shaking of the doorknob. “Darling- are you in here? could you just answer me so I know you’re okay?” You could hear the concern in her voice and willed yourself to unlock the door, still giving her no reply.

She let herself in, seeing your tear stricken face she immediately kneeled down and cupped your face. “My sweet girl, why are you crying what’s wrong?” You couldn’t bring yourself to explain, not mentally or physically and Larissa immediately knew. She kissed your forehead and stood, walking out to the bedroom.

This left you confused. Was she leaving you? If she was why would she kiss you so gently before doing so? It just made you want to cry more, you curled into yourself and did just that.

Larissa was at your side in mere seconds. Pulling you into her lap and offering up your paci and one of your stuffies. “Momma just needed to get some things for her baby, you see?�� you nodded, hiding into her neck. “no leavs” Larissa sighed, hugging you tightly. “No my darling. Mommas not going anywhere, I promise. I apologize for leaving so suddenly without explaining.”

You sat there as she rubbed your back for god knows how long. She didn’t pull away until all your cries were soothed, your stuffie hugged between your bodies and paci in your mouth. Her always calm voice felt so comforting as she shushed your cries and eased every single one of your worries with quiet reassurance. She held your face studying you and then squinted at you, managing to pull a quiet giggle from you.

“My pretty little one, you know there’s nothing in this world momma loves more than her baby right?” You gave her a little gasp and shyly snuggled into her chest “It’s true. You’re my little treasure and momma absolutely adores you!” you hugged her as tightly as you could and responded as if it was a secret, “I adores momma evn mores”

“There’s absolutely no way! You’re my precious girl, I have all the love in the world just for you.” It was exactly what you needed. Being held and reassured by her for however long you asked.

You comfortably curled up in her arms, wanting to sleep off your headache from all the crying and Larissa was quick to carefully carry you into bed. She laid with you on her chest, the sound of her heartbeat calming you further. Just as you closed your eyes Larissa spoke again in a soft tone.

“Rest well my sweet girl, momma loves you” you nuzzled further into her, “forevers?” “Forever.” It was the perfect goodnight.

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neon-lights-and-glitter · 2 years

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Urban's little sister reader X Jack

A/N Just a little insta AU to get this series started! Feel free to send in requests for anything you want to see with this series!

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Kiss108radio Jack Harlow is all smiles while taking about his current relationship. Catch up on his current relationship and then catch the rest of the conversation by clicking the link in our bio!

*video*

"Are you single?" The interviewer asked Jack.

"You know, I'm happy right now. Probably the happiest I've ever been, and really that's all that matters." Jack answered, trying to deflect the question. Of course there were rumors of your relationship but neither of you had confirmed it.

"So you're not single?" The interviewer clarified.

"No, I'm not. I do have a girlfriend." Jack looked down at his hands for a moment before looking back up.

"How long?"

"Uh, almost a year now." Jack answered, smiling as he glanced over to you. You were sat off camera next to Urban.

"Do you think you're in love?"

"Yeah, I think so." Jack answered, even though he knew he was. You blushed as Urban fake gagged, you pushed Urban's shoulder, giggling softly. The interviewer looking over at you and Urban, laughing softly.

"Are your friends supportive of your relationship?" They asked, Jack looking over at the two of you.

"Yeah. Urban just likes to act like he's not." Jack answered laughing.

Jackandyn63 WHO WAS HE LOOKING AT?? DID ANYONE SEE IF Y/N WAS THERE?!?!

Jackfan78 No one saw her.

Jackfan34 I heard a girl laughing was whoever he's talking about there?

Jackfan12 I don't even care who he's dating but how did he keep this from us for so long? Almost a year?

Jackfan56 Must have kept things super private, or it's someone he's already been around.

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JackUpdates1 Jack and Urban recently via @ Yourusername's stories.

Jackfan5 Wait, when were these posted? I haven't seen them!

JackUpdates1 The first one was posted 3 days ago, but Y/N deleted it after a couple of minutes, the second one was posted today.

Jackandyn8 No one can convince me that Jack and Y/N aren't dating, I don't care what anyone says.

Jackfan3 I hate to admit it but I think I agree with you.

Jackfan90 They could just be friends, I mean they grew up together with Y/N being Urban's sister.

Jackfan53 Yeah but have you watched any of his latest interviews? He's admitted to dating someone, that Urban pretends not to be supportive of, now she's probably traveling with them, it has to be Y/N.

Jackandyn8 and the screenshot of them FaceTiming, why would she delete it unless she didn't want people to see it.

Jackandyn8 Plus there hasn't been any other girls on tour. Why would he bring Urban's sister on tour before his girlfriend?

Jackfan53 She has to be both 👀 Obviously she's Urban's sister, but you know what I mean.

Urbanandjackfan74 Maybe Urban wanted her to come, she's traveled with them before.

Jackurbanandyn4 I think they at least liked each other in the past, but would Jack really date Urban's little sister?

Jackandyn34 She's only 2 years younger, it wouldn't be that unbelievable.

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JackUpdates1 Jack on stage last night performing "I'd Do Anything To Make You Smile"

Jackfan35 Did anyone else catch how he kept looking backstage, especially during I'd do anything to make you smile, poison and love is dro?

Jackfan52 Yes! He totally was!

Jackandyn3 Does anyone have a video of when he saw Y/N backstage and got all happy? They aren't even trying to hide it anymore I swear.

Jackfan6 Wait he did? My favorite couple for real.

Jackfan59 I wonder how Urban feels.

Jackandurban34 I saw a video of Urban covering her ears during side piece, and Jack kept missing lyrics because he was laughing at them.

Jackfan23 I just want to know what songs are about her.

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Yourusername On tour with these two attention whores 🙄 Can't even take a mirror selfie without them wanting to be in it.

Jackharlow Calling us the attention whores when you stood on a whole ass pole just for my attention.

Yourusername @ Jackharlow "Whole ass pole" it was maybe a foot tall, stop being so dramatic.

Jackharlow @ Yourusername I wouldn't be the dramatic one if you would have fallen off of it. You're lucky I caught your ass.

Yourusername @ Jackharlow I didn't almost fall, I was trying to get down.

Jackharlow @ Yourusername Sure, thats why you yelled "Jack help" as you grabbed on to me.

Yourusername @ Urbanwyatt Jack's being mean to me help

Urbanwyatt @ Yourusername .... what do you want me to do about it?

Yourusername @ Urbanwyatt I don't know defend me, I'm your little sister.

Urbanwyatt @ Yourusername Nah, I'm good

Yourusername @ Urbanwyatt Hey, thats not nice.

Urbanwyatt @ Yourusername And calling us attention whores is?

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Urbanwyatt @ Jackfan83 Back in the conversation. Only a few people can be mean to Y/N and you aren't one of them. Leaving the conversation again.

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Liked by Yourusername, Urbanwyatt, and 895,428 others

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#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow imagine #urban wyatt #urban wyatt imagine #urban wyatt x reader

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peqchsoup · 2 years

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and/or prompt 39 for tangerine x reader please? 👀👀👀

Anything for my fave <3

Lol I said I would post this last night and then I just didn't so here it is now

PS. It hasn't been proofread so ignore any mistakes :)

I Can't Stand You

Tangerine x reader

Rated M

CW: lots of swearing, mentions of death, reader is an assassin

You were supposed to be on holiday.

You thought that you would get the train from Tokyo to Kyoto and finish your two-week holiday in the once-capital of Japan to visit traditional Buddhist temples and relax.

Which is why, when you were reading your book, you were startled to see a man with a bucket hat and glasses sitting across from you.

"Hey. Hey!" He called to get your attention. You looked over the top of your book to see him leaning in close to you.

"Can I help you?" You could tell he was American. Bloody Americans.

"Listen, I'm hiding from this, like, crazy British guy and he's gonna come this way so could you help me out and just wear my hat, coat and glasses?"

"What's in it for me?"

"Uhh, I have, uh," he started going through his wallet, "two hundred bucks. Is that enough?"

You thought for a moment and sighed, two hundred dollars to sit in another guy's coat. You've done worse for less.

"Fine." "Yes!"

"Can I ask why you're hiding from some British guy?"

"Well I took something that him and his brother want and I don't even think they're related but people keep calling them twins, they're definitely not twins-"

"Hang on," You interrupted his rambling by holding your finger up to shush him, "twins you say?"

He looked confused, "Uh, yeah. But like I said, I don’t think they're-"

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Do these twins happen to go by fruity names?"

"Yeah?"

"Lemon and Tangerine?"

"Yeah, how did you know that?"

"I'm an old friend, shall we say?"

"Oh shit-"

"No no no, don't worry! Anything to piss Tangerine off, I'm on board. I'm still taking the money, though."

The man let out a heavy sigh of relieve, shoving off his jacket for you to put on yourself, before handing you his accessories.

"Thank you, again, for this!" He cried and then ran off to hide. You continued reading, quite excited to see Tangerine again. You and the twins weren't necessarily out to kill each other, you were just rivals. There was the time in Russia where you took down a political meeting of 9 people, and then the twins turned up ready to go in all guns blazing, only to be faced by you sitting comfortably in the chair at the top of the table with your feet propped on the table. There was the time in London where you had to steal a hand-sized cross that was worth millions more than you and you slipped it out from under the twins' noses. Watching them freak out from afar made that job your favourite. The twins weren't your biggest fans because you were always quicker, always smoother, always one step ahead. Lemon was never as easy to wind up, but Tangerine's temper was so short, it wouldn't take much for him to flip out, and nothing brightened your day more.

"Alright, game's up. Where's the case? Tell me and I'll only shoot you-" You placed your book down and turned to face Tangerine, not realising how close his face would be to yours.

"Tangerine!"

"Oh fuckin' hell"

"Long time, no see, bud. How's it going? How's Lemon?"

"Everything's fucking fantastic."

Tangerine grabbed you by the collar and pulled you towards the gangway and into the tiny train bathroom. He closed the door behind him and backed you against the wall.

"Where is he?"

"Who?"

"The guy."

"What guy?"

"The guy who made you wear his fucking glasses! Where is he?"

"Oh, him! I don't know."

"I can't fucking stand you, do you know that?" "I figured." "You're always in the fucking way. I can't take a single step without your big mouth already being there." "You think about my mouth? That's weird."

"No, I don't think about your mouth."

"Well that's what you made it sound like."

"Well I didn't mean it that way." "Does that mean you fancy me?"

"What?"

"Do you think about my mouth because you fancy me?"

"Will you just shut the fuck up for two fucking minutes!"

You leaned against the wall, eyes wide, slightly stunned at the volume of his little outburst. He turned to face the door, locked it, and turned back to face you. You took a few steps forward but before you could say anything, Tangerine grabbed your face in both of his hands and pressed his lips against yours, walking you backwards until your back hit the wall. Your tongues met and fireworks went off in your head. Tangerine's hands were everywhere: your neck, your shoulders, your chest, your hips. He didn't want to leave any part untouched. Your hands simply found his hair and settled there for the duration of the kiss. You pulled away for air, both panting in each other's faces. You pulled one of your hands out of his hair to cradle his cheek.

You smirked, "I thought you couldn't stand me." Tangerine let out a breathy laugh, "I can't," and leaned down to kiss you again.

NB: Requests are open!!

#bullet train #bullet train tangerine #lemon and tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine x you #tangerine

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who1ssheesh · 3 months

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NSFW Xanxus with s/o? 👀

Xanxus NSFW Headcanons

Warnings: seks and swearing; fem!reader; huge OOC; 100% wrong grammar, english still is not my native (it will be one day is this how it works idk); no beta we die like tyl tsuna

Note: tbh, this is really short since I'm still holding back my filthiest thoughts?? The add-on section with sub Xus can be NOT considered serious but those make me raaaaaaaaaawrrr aooga

• Fucking horndog end of the story leave lieks uwu

• No really, he riles up in a second and in the most inconvenient situations. And if you don’t give him what he wants, Xanxus will be very broody for the whole day. Good luck, you will need one ngl

• Xanxus obviously likes (LOOVES) seeing you in revealing tight clothes, this bitch will drop stuff on purpose just to see your bottom if you're wearing a short skirt that day. He will not hide it, man will just be sitting with the nastiest smile, and you know you have to get that thing up since he won’t

• More of a thighs and ass type tbh. Any breast is good if he can see a nice cleavage.

• I really imagine Xanxus as a big juicy man despite Amano’a art style. His thighs worth dying between, his tiddies look heavy I can hold them bb. And I think he also enjoyed someone not really slim? He loves something to GRAB

• Not even in a sexual way. He will always grab your ass even around people and he can't even give you a coherent answer why. He just stares zero brain head empty - he can't admit out loud he loves your body, what a loser

• HUGE size kink. The nastiest, craziest size kink, he is going to be feral with a small s/o like he really means to snap them in half

• Also has a big dick, so……..can’t complain

• Choke him. Never in your life you can even choke him a little bit, but Xanxus appreciates the effort. Your both fragile feminine hands cannot do anything against him and even grab his neck fully, and that feeling of power over you gets him going.

• Then you feel his hot touch around your throat. He is going to show you how it is done

• Enjoys the fight. Someone too obedient is not his type at all, he gets bored quickly, he loves his girlie to has temperament. Scratch him, grab him, bite him and never hold back. Xanxus enjoys smell of blood, seeing your marks all over him after

• Touch. His. Scars. I’m sorry for involving feelings, but he will like it

• You can never dumbfound him with love-bombing btw. Unlike SOMEONE ahemsqualoahem

“I-i love you”

“Yeah, who doesn’t”

But he still thinks that’s lame and kills the mood

• Yes to power play but GOD FUCK NO WHAT ARE YOU DOING GET THE FUCK OUT YOU FREAK to Daddy kink. He has too much going on with parents and has big issues, especially with fathers. But props to being the first person Xanxus calls a freak

• Get on your knees for him and he’s so WEAK

• Speaking of weak. Xanxus thinks too much with his dick, and you won’t have much problem convincing him about something through a good blowjob (or sex in general). He knows your trick but doesn’t mind, since he’s had a good time, nay? Though sometimes he’ll fuck around and just go away “well, bye now”

• Corruption kink and no one will convince me otherwise. Having a confident skilled woman is good. But how about the most stoic, morally right woman turned into the filthiest nastiest whore just for him? Bonus point if she's a virgin, something clicking in his head. Xanxus enjoys the fact he's one and only or at least, if you break up, he's still your first and no other man will satisfy you she same way (those are his words, not mine)

• Such a dirty talker. But usually Xanxus tries to get an answer from you and just laughs and your fucked-out pathetic state. He won't stop until your eyes are glossy and absolutely empty, his dick is the only thing on your mind.

• Xanxus is shameless but still gets really angry when you two get caught. HOT TAKE. It's not about him btw, he doesn't give a shit about being seen with some one-night-stand but YOU as his partner are different. He wants people hear you and know how good he's making you feel, he wants then to see how hot, awesome, smart, pretty, confident you are BUT! Xanxus is the only one who sees you in the nastiest, most vulnerable state.

• Hot take again - he's not against eating you out. First - being between juicy thick thighs worth dying for, second - he again turns it into a dominating moment, where HE decides if you're having an orgasm.

Secret-secret headcanons I myself BELIEVE

• Sit on his face. Xanxus will act like a bitch but in the end you will notice he likes it WAY too much and even has some shade of pink on his cheeks

• Just try to dominate him in general. Use the same dirty words he uses for you, don't be scared to insult him. You both are too fucked up and horny at this moment anyways, Xanxus' brain won't even comprehend what you are telling him and that actually he's supposed to get angry

• Xanxus didn't know this is his kink - a beast being tamed, huh?

• After the first time this idiot didn't even talk to you, trying to process what the hell happened. But seeing you the same as always, still treating him as a big smart boss, and that's what everyone believes, makes him hard instantly.

• Xanxus doesn't like sex toys at all (he can make you see stars without any help) but JUST MAYBE that's the first time you get whips? Question mark?

• Nah, he won't just become suddenly submissive, that's not the point. He will insult you, bite you, scratch, choke you, fight against you. If you can't handle him, you don't deserve him in this state, okay?

#khr headcanons #khr imagines #khr x reader #varia x reader #xanxus x reader #xanxus headcanons #xanxus imagines #xanxus smut #khr smut

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fandomfluffandfuck · 7 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/hiwitch/76340626481

just want to preface that i am overcome with horny thots abt seb getting his teeth checked out, fingers getting all over that lil snaggletooth he has, pulling out his plump lip that seb likes to bite when he's self-conscious abt them... just wanna shove some digits in there, keep his mouth open and drooling y'know? 🥵

[Link] to a gif of a guy standing there, having his teeth/gums examined by someone else. You can't see the other person, just their hand and forearm coming into the gif.

I 👏🏻 love 👏🏻 this 👏🏻 idea 👏🏻

Suddenly, I am struck with an AU idea... Chris' dad is a dentist, yeah? Sebastian has an oral fixation, yes? Sebastian's had his teeth fixed... you see where I'm going with this, huh?

I'm not taking requests right now, but I couldn't help myself... 👀

Sebastian moves to a new area, his old dentist retires, his usual denist doesn't specialize in teeth aesthetics (straightening, whitening, etc.), or whatever you want to imagine happens happens. But, either way, Sebastian is in need of a new dentist. So. Enter Chris Evans.

Dentist Chris Evans.

The most fucking handsome man Sebastian has ever fucking seen. Let alone the most handsome dentist he's ever laid eyes on. It makes Sebastian's appointment the best, worst experience of his life. The dental hygienist was lovely, lively, and happy; talking to him as if their hands weren't in his mouth and he could actually respond. The usual in a positive way. But this...

This man standing in front of him is not the usual.

He knocks on the separating wall between this little dental area and the next, asking the hygienist, "you ready for me?"

They hum, "yup, just one second," finishing up.

And Sebastian gets exactly half a second to panic before the dentist--Chris, the hottest man he's ever seen in his life--sits down on the stool the hygienist was just sitting in. Close enough to touch. Jesus. He's gonna touch him.

God.

Not like that.

But--

In his dreams.

Sebastian tries to hide his shiver, je can't entirely. But, either way, if he notices or not, Chris is just as friendly and lively, maybe even more so, introducing himself as "Chris" rather than "Mr. Evans" or "doctor of dentistry Evans" or anything reasonable. Just his first name. It's a good name. He's so fucking handsome that Sebastian is happy he can't gurgle out any sort of response, as excused by his hands in his mouth.

His... very, very large hands.

Thick fingers.

Long fingers.

Wide palms.

Biiiig hands.

Big but gentle as he examines his mouth and the hygienist's work.

Sebastian can't open his mouth wide enough, and Chris' hands are too large for his tongue not to rest against some part of his hand as the exam stretches on. Sebastian feels strangely embarrassed about it. He doesn't want to--

He does want to lick his hand.

But he shouldn't be!

It's harassment!

He shouldn't be licking his new fucking dentist's hands!

Sebastian is shaken out of his gay panic by Chris' equally handsome voice, "you bite your lips a lot?" He searches through the little tray of tools at his side. Rustling around.

"Uh," Sebastian flounders, "yes? How did you--should I, should I not? Am I being," he coughs, "doing. Am I doing something b--" Seb cuts himself off before he says 'bad.' He. No. He doesn't need to think about being bad or good right now. Not right now when he's on his back, and he couldn't possibly hide--

No.

Especially not in these pants.

Shit.

"Your lips are very red," Chris explains, shrugging one shoulder and finally selecting another little tool.

"Oh." Sebastian swears he sees the dentist's blue eyes dark down to his lips, getting stuck there, and swallowing thickly. Seb has to restrain from biting his bottom lip again now. "Okay?"

"Try not to," Chris teases, drumming his fingers against his shoulder. Friendly. "You wouldn't wanna hurt yourself."

Sebastian feels himself flush hot. He's being friendly. It's endearing. This is a good, happy atmosphere. Any undertone in his smooth, deep voice is a projection from Sebastian.

This is his job.

This is his job, Sebastian reminds himself. His propensity for handsome men, big and tall, and their commanding voices and imposing looks and slipping their fingers (and other things) in his mouth should not be brought into this place of professionalism.

Fuck.

"Open for me?" Chris interrupts his thoughts again. Good fucking thing.

Thoughtlessly, Sebastian obeys.

"Hm..." Chris' eyebrows pull together behind the frames of his glasses, "a little wider." He waits for Sebastian to obey listen. "Good. Thank you."

Sebastian burns hotter.

He closes his eyes for a blink but ends up someonewhere else. He's not laid back on a dentist's chair. He's laid back on a bed with his head hanging off the edge of the mattress, mouth open for inspecting, possessive fingers testing his gag reflex and admiring his pink, wet tongue and the velvet-soft insides of his cheeks before sliding his cock in. In his mouth. Down his throat. Choking him. Making him cry.

Fuck.

Sebastian tries to swallow the excess saliva suddenly pooling in his mouth with his mouth wide open, Chris' hand still in his mouth. He chokes. Chris backs off and pats his shoulder, dimly telling him to take his time and apologizing while Seb turns redder and redder and boils alive in his heated embarrassment.

Once his coughing fit is over from his actual drool going down the wrong pipe, Chris tells him, "you have really nice teeth, by the way. Can I ask why you're here interested in straightening. That was it, right? Sorry, I only briefly got to look over your chart."

"Uh, it's okay. Th-thanks," Sebastian is apparently not going to stop blushing any time soon. "They're crooked, though."

Chris shrugs, "nothing wrong with crooked teeth unless they're causing you pain." He looks around conspiratorial, when he finds that the dentail hygienist has made themself scarce, he whispers, "I'm not supposed to say it, but I happen to think crooked teeth are cute."

Is--

Is he being hit on?

Sebastian nearly squeaks as he says, "really!?"

"Yeah," Chris offers easily, "they've got character."

They look at each other for a moment. Sebastian is... captivated. He's so goddamn attractive.

"Yours aren't hurting you, right?"

He totally is hitting on him. He has to be! Yours as in your cute crooked teeth! Right!?

"No?" Sebastian should know he's not hurting because of his teeth, but he can't help but cower wonderfully under his authority. So, it comes out as a question.

"That's great!" Chris says, "oo, what's the story then?"

"I, uh," Seb stutters, "I'm on camera a lot."

Chris raises an eyebrow, a mischievous look in his eyes, "camera, huh?"

Sebastian covers his face with his hand, he's blushing so hard that he's melting in this fucking dentist chair. This is how he dies. "I'm an actor," he clarifies. Or. No. That makes it worse. "Not that kind of actor," he says in a rush.

Chris laughs with him, pleasant. "Well," he shrugs, "you never know with the characters we get around here."

There's an undertone with how his gaze lingers on Sebastian... like maybe Chris thinks he has the looks of someone who's on camera in that way. That kind of actor. A porn actor. Sebastian is flustered but not really because flustered is an understatement.

"So," Chris goes back to his examination, "actor, huh?" Sebastian struggles to make any sort of affirmative sound. He's struggling to breathe. He's struggling not to take the familiar sensations of fingers in his mouth and suck. Chris is so handsome, and he keeps touching him. Right now, he's dragging his fingertips over Sebastian's gums under his top lip, "I assume you'll be interested in whiting, too? Not that you need it."

Sebastian barely nods.

"Actor..." Chris murmurs to himself, "I'd ask you what I've maybe seen you in, but I don't think I've seen you in anything. I don't want a ton of TV or movies and--"

Sebastian must imagine the feeling because he, he swears he can feel Chris stroke his index finger down the inside of his cheek.

Oh, God.

"I would've remembered a face like yours."

Oh. God.

Sebastian is absolutely hallucinating sensations. Chris did not--he did not press two fingers down in the flat of his tongue.

Unless--

Sebastian makes a mortifying, mortifying sound. A little whimper.

"I think..." Chris pulls his fingers from his mouth, a string of saliva connecting Sebastian to the blue latex over his thick fingers. He removes them with a sharp snap, snap, exposing his veined, wide hands with just the appropriate amount of hair. How is there an appropriate amount of body hair?

What?

"I think the plan for you will be to come back in and see my colleague so he can set you up with invisalign and a few whiting sessions. Nothing major."

"Y-your colleague?" Sebastian stutters, he should sit up, but he's not--

He feels like he's spinning. He's maybe, maybe not hallucinating being hit on. So--

"Yeah. I," is it his imagination, or is Chris blushing? "I would rather not see you professionally again--"

Professionally?

"--Because, and I'm sorry if this is presumptuous, but I would rather see you somewhere more casual, maybe a coffee shop? Maybe dinner?"

"Um," Sebastian thought he was blushing before, it doesn't hold a candle to whatever the fuck redness must be staining his cheeks now, "anything?"

Chris grins, wide, "perfect."

Sebastian can't help but match his dopey expression.

So, Sebastian goes home with the number of very, very attractive dentist and a place and time for their first date. However, he so doesn't go home and fist himself desperately, on his knees, next to his bed like he's praying before he goes to bed, mouth wide open, moaning, imagining Chris' touch slipping between his lips, fingers warm and slick but much less gentle and definitely not covering with the thin, thin barrier of latex. Seb doesn't want anything between them.

Seb wants to taste Chris on his tongue. He wants him to hold his jaw in those big, hands. He wants to know every curve and crease of his hands. He wants to feel him curl his fingers and tug on his teeth. He wants him to stroke the inside of his cheeks. To circle his lips, tugging at them. To press into his gums. To press down on his tongue. To gag him. To choke him. To make him drool. To try to make one of those huge hands fold into a fist inside his mouth, stretching his lips, forcing tears from his eyes, and making him shake with pleasure. He loves having his mouth full. And he has the feeling that Chris' hands are not the only thing that would stretch his lips, make him choke, and open his jaw wiiide.

Guh.

#asks #fandomfluffandfuck #chris evans #sebastian stan #evanstan #rpf #real person fanfiction #sub seb #subastian stan #sub sebastian #gentle dom chris #teeth

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