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hotcocosstuff · 11 months

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Mine; Gabriel x Reader smut

You were at a bar with the Winchesters getting away from it all when Gabriel had decided to show up. "Hiya boys." Dean nearly jumped out of his seat. "Jesus Christ Gabriel you can't do that" Gabriel just shrugged "Why not i thought it was funny." You decided to stop the fighting there "Hey Gabriel." He smiled "hi sweet cheeks." You blushed softly smiling. Dean sighed "You guys have fun I'm going to try to get laid." Sam spoke up "Ok im going home then." "Seeya sammy." Gabriel said as Sam walked out the door. "Wait can I come with Sam?" He turned around "Sure come on." Gabriel pulled you into a hug "Bye youngster." He said ruffling your hair smirking as you then dashed out the door.

"So you've got a thing for Gabriel." Sam said when you got in the car. "No i dont." You smile to yourself as you look at the ground. "Yes you do I can see it every time you look at him." You blush softly "Can you really?" He smirked "It's kind of obvious Y/n." "Do you think he knows?" He chuckled "No."

You smiled as you pulled up to the bunker. As soon as Sam turned off the car you ran to your room. When you got to your room you laid down smiling to yourself "It can't be that bad to love Gabriel." You heard a flutter of wings and jumped up "Hi Cas." You said looking at the angel happily. "You seem happy y/n." "Just thinking about something." He moved to sit next to you "Care to tell me what." Castiel and you were friends with benefits he knew you had your heart set for Gabriel. "Just you know a handsome archangel." He chuckled at that. You smiled as he wrapped an arm around you. That was until he said that you should tell Gabriel. Then your mood kind of dropped "Are you crazy!?" Cas tilted his head "What do you mean?" You sighed "I mean he's an archangel and I'm just a human." "Y/n don't think that lowly of yourself." You sighed "I just need some rest." "Ok." He left after that. You laid down and closed your eyes drifting off to sleep.

Castiel's pov

After my little talk with Y/n I went to talk to Gabriel who was still sitting at the bar. "Hello brother." "Hi Castiel." "What are your feelings on Y/n?" "Why?" He looked at me and I could have sworn he was blushing. "Just curious." He sighed looking away "She's nice." I decided I wasn't going to get anything out of him that way so I decided to take it up a notch. "I'll tell you one thing Gabriel." He looked at me "What?" "She's really submissive during sex." He growled at me. I thought it was funny so I decided to tease more. "She's such a good girl and has such a daddy kink." He stood up straightening his back and challenging me to say more. I gladly took his challenge "She's got such a dirty mouth and looks so good chocking on my cock. The best thing is she's mine." Gabriel snapped his fingers bringing us back to the bunker. I got pushed against the wall "Whoa what's happening." "Out Sam." Sam walked out with his hands up. "You have some courage challenging me brother but she will not be yours for much longer." He looked me in my eye before letting me go. Being the angel I am I had learned how too make a guy jealous from dean and I had one last trick. " You know Gabriel I was thinking of marking her as mine." This pushed him over the edge "Don't you fucking dare brother." He disappeared and I laughed. "What was all of that about?" "You might want to go somewhere else for the night." Was all I said before I teleported to Y/n.

She was sleeping peacefully until I lightly woke her up. "Huh? Oh hi cas." I didn't say anything I just kissed her knowing damn well Gabriel was watching.

Normal POV*

One second he was kissing you the next he was flown across the room. "You've crossed the line Castiel." You looked at the voice who spoke it was Gabriel! "Gabriel?" You ask quietly. "Yes sugar?" He made Castiel disappear. "What's wrong?" Instead of answering you he backed you up to the bed. "So you've been fucking my brother?" You gulped "Yes?" "Mmm baby your in for a hell of a night I'm going to make you scream my name so hard you forget Castiel's and your own name." As he pushed you down he grabbed your wrists leaving them there by using his grace. "Gabriel." You whined and he applied pressure to your throat making you moan. "Castiel said you've got a daddy kink." You nodded. "Daddy please." He smirked "if I let you go will you be a good girl and suck my dick. You nodded vigorously. "Words baby girl." "Yes daddy please let me suck your dick." You felt the restraint lift and you got on your knees. You unzipped his pants and pulled them and his boxers down revealing his hard erection.

"Suck now baby girl and if you do a good job daddy won't punish you as bad." You whined as he told you that. You put his dick in your mouth and started bobbing your head. "I'm going to fuck this pretty mouth of yours baby." He started moving his hips to need you face. You looked up to him tears in your eyes as you start gagging around him. "Look so good chocking on my cock baby. I'm So close baby girl." He shoved his cock as far down your throat as possible before he shot his hot cum down the back of your throat. "Swallow baby girl." He told you as he pulled put of your mouth. You did as told and opened your mouth to show him. "Good girl I think you get a reward." You stood up and he snapped bother of your guys clothes off. "Lay down baby." You laid back on the bed as he pumped a finger in and out of you. He used his grace to play with you clit as he attached his mouth to your nipples. "Daddy I'm close." He stopped and moved off of you. You whined. "Sorry baby you still had to be punished." You nodded softly as he then lined himself up with you. "Ready baby." "Yes daddy." He smirked before pounding into you and setting a bruising pace. His wings spread out behind him. You reached out to touch them and he nodded reassuring you. You stroked his soft feathers as he bit you neck drawing blood before healing it. "Gabriel I'm close." "Cum for me baby." Then you did screaming his name as you fell over the edge. "Oh fuck y/n." He came inside you then smirked as he pulled out.

"Why are you smirking so much and what did you do to my neck?" "Im smirking because I've wanted to do this forever. I marked you neck with my initials in enochian." "Why?" "So everyone knows your Mine." You smiled grooming his feathers. He buried his head in your neck groaning softly. "I need to get you cleaned up sugar." "Ok." You smiled.

Gabriel POV*

Before I took her took clean up I thought "She is MINE now Castiel." "I know brother." I smirked to myself before carrying her to the bathroom.

#archangel gabriel #gabriel supernatural #spn gabriel x reader #supernatural fanfiction

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slamminslamminmcgill · 1 year

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Broo i just had a thought omg how about headcannons of Lalo + dacriphilia?? I can see him definitely being into making his partner cry. What are your thoughts?

posts to show my therapist <3 (im not joking btw i literally told her i hyperfixate on lalo)

warning: cnc/noncon/dubcon, dacryphilia, humiliation/degradation, gunplay/knifeplay mention. dead dove do not eat

anatomical terms: pussy, t-dick

oh for SURE crying turns him on. it's a sign of submission in his eyes. you don't have control over what's happening and your body can't handle it. it makes him feel powerful.

when he first sees a teardrop roll down your cheek, it's like blood to a shark. whatever he's doing is going to be cranked up to 11 now, consensual or not.

he'll point it out, especially if it looks like you're trying to hide it.

if consensual, he'll coo to you and talk you through it.

"aw, ¿qué pasó, mi chico lindo (what's wrong, my beautiful boy)? it's too much? no, no, shh... it's okay. just let it out. it's okay... do you need me to stop?"

if you say yes, he stops everything and immediately shifts into aftercare mode. he's holding you close, kissing you, whispering sweet praise into your ear to ground you.

"shh, shh, don't worry, nene (baby). it's over. i got you. you're okay."

if you say no, he'll ask if you're sure. he really doesn't want to hurt you (unless he does). once you assure him you’re okay, he starts back up and just fucking RAILS you. he loves it. the harder you cry the harder he’ll go bc he wants you a blubbering, sloppy mess. plus he loves how you squeeze his cock every time you sob. (also for those who don't know: crying makes your pussy wetter too 🥵)

he'd just giggle at how cute and pathetic you look. "aw, nene, look at you! can't handle it, eh? feels good, right? you must want it really badly. i'll give you what you want, mi vida (my life)."

for sure kisses your tears away 🥹

cnc under the cut

all of the above applies, except he doesn’t give a shit about whether or not you’re okay. 🖤

in fact, he’ll just want to make you cry more. he’ll slap you, choke you, stuff your other holes, point a gun or a knife to your throat, whatever makes you feel the worst and him feel the best.

stares you down the whole time so there's no chance in hell you can hide it. he wants you totally vulnerable, humiliated, and miserable.

no sympathy. literally none. he'll even mock you for it.

“aw, te pobrecito. ¿está demasiado? ¿no te gusta? ¿no lo puedes tomar? no me importa una mierda. llora más, te conejito estúpido. yo espero que te duela. a mí, es mucho mejor cuando lloras. te sientes tan putamente bueno. (aw, you poor thing. is it too much? you don't like it? you can't take it? i don't give a shit. cry more, you stupid bunny. i hope it hurts. for me, it's much better when you cry. you feel so fucking good.)"

don't even bother telling him to stop. he's not going to. not when you're this wet and you're clenching him so fucking tightly.

"n-no... please... sto-... stop it... stop it, lalo..."

"stop? you want me to stop? are you sure?" he'd start rubbing your t-dick, and as much as you don't want to be, you're hard. and soaking wet. "hm. doesn't feel like you want me to stop. are you lying to me, you whore? tell me the truth. you love it, don't you?"

he loves the noises you make, but sometimes he'll slap his hand over your mouth and force you to hold them in. that way, your body convulses even more trying to keep quiet.

he gets LOUD. he's not ashamed to let you know how much he's enjoying himself, and because he knows it'll make you feel like garbage.

when he's done, your face is covered with tears, snot, spit, and his cum. i told you he likes it sloppy <3

#cnc tw #cnc ftm #anon #ask #lalo salamanca #lalo salamanca x reader #lalo salamanca smut #lalo salamanca hcs #lalo salamanca headcanons #lalo salamanca imagine #bcs #better call saul #better call saul x reader #better call saul smut #bcs x reader #better call saul imagine #better call saul headcanons #dacryphilia

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gourdkeeper · 11 months

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"Princess" (Reader x sub!Jamie)

This idea was fed to my smooth little brain by a friend on discord and it resulted in this;

Word count: 3113

Content warnings: mirror sex, non prenetrative sex, masturbation, feminisation, dominant and submissive undertones, praise kink, jamie opens up to reader, reader calls jamie feminine gendered names (not in a humiliating way), hair pulling, jamie is a bit ooc because he's anxious and stressed out at first, fully self indulgent im sorry lmao

18+ after cut

This training session didn't quite go as planned. In fact there has been no fighting at all and surprisingly, no drinking either.

It all came up kind of funny.

Jamie was talking to you earlier and you were just completely lost in thought, staring at him with a look of adoration.

"Yo? You even listening?" His hands at his hips while leaning towards you.

You snap out of it and hold his hands and pull them towards you, "I know what I want you to teach me today!"

"Huh? What?"

"Eyeliner!"

"What?!" He whips his head back, "Why?"

"You always got the most perfect eye makeup on, I want you to do it to me and teach me!" You're giddy, you know it's a silly request but you've asked for worse before.

"That's not a fight move, you know that right? 'Sides, I'm your master and I'm the one saying what gets taught."

You pout at him while still holding his hands tight.

"Ugh. Fine." He rolls his eyes, "Not sure how this'll help with anything but fine..."

"Maybe I just want to have fun with you today!" You quip back innocently.

Jamie can't help but roll his eyes again but this time he has a smile on his face.

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He unlocks the door to his apartment and leads you to his room.

"Hop on the bed, I'll be right there."

"On the bed?" You cock an eyebrow up at him.

"Just do it or I ain't teaching you anything yeah?"

You oblige, you lay at the top of his big cushy bed and wait for him, wondering why anyone would do their makeup in bed.

You've never even really been in his bedroom much before, you've only screwed around on the couch and on the small home gym. It's a pretty room, fitting for him. Big soft bed, large full body mirror and stylish wall decorations.

Before you know it he's coming through the doorway holding a small bag.

"Alright I got my stuff right here just sit up and stay still so I can do this without poking your eye out."

He sits next to you and guides your head around as needed.

"Close your eyes..." He's speaking just above a whisper, he's so cute when he's focused.

He draws a line over one lid and tells you to open your eyes again so that he can finish connecting it smoothly. "Perfect." He mutters.

It feels good to be prettied up by Jamie, it makes you feel special and loved even if you had to convince him to do it at first.

He's finishing the second eye and tells you to come look in the mirror.

He did the same style of eyeliner he usually dons himself. A thin elegant red line hugging a traditional cat eye winged liner.

"It's so pretty!" You hop and kiss him on the cheek "Thank you!"

His happiness is visible too, he looks proud of his work and starts telling you how to make sure it's angled right and how to get both eyes to look symmetrical.

"Can I try it on you?" You interrupt him.

"What do you mean?"

"I want to do your makeup too!"

He looks down at you for a few seconds, silent and wary.

"...Sure."

He holds your hand and brings you back towards the bed.

"I hope you know I wouldn't let *anyone* else do this but you." He sighs and takes a small wipe from his bag to remove his existing eyeliner so that you can practice freely.

You feel giddy, you don't know why, but the thought of putting makeup on such a pretty guy is making you excited with a hint of anxiety welling up in your stomach. He's good at it, he does this daily so if you fuck it up it'll feel like crap and look way too jarring but you want to do it so badly. Hell if it turns out bad you'll have something to laugh about together sometime.

Jamie's finished cleaning his face and is now sat down in bed, you're on your knees sorting thru the bag trying to find the liner.

He lays back down on the bed waiting, looking almost anxious and slowly stretches his hand towards you, "Looking for this?" It's the eyeliner you've been searching for, "I didn't put it away yet."

You take it from his hand and crawl over him, each legs hugging the side of his torso while you remove the cap from the little pen and lean forward.

"Are you ok Jamie?" You've noticed that he's been noticeably quieter than usual.

"I'm fine, just, get this over with..." There seemed to be a slight hint of embarrassment in his voice and eyes.

"Hey now..." You fondle his cheek while looking him in the eye, "Since when are you shy about anything, you don't need to feel embarrassed around me ok?"

He returns you a small smile and nods gently.

"Close your eyes handsome." He obliges and you begin lining his eye lid carefully. "...Open" allowing you to angle the wing at the end. *Almost* as good as when he does it.

"Now the other side..." You hold his face firmly... It feels warm... Is he? Blushing? You try not to mind it too much and begin working on the other eye. Once it's done you ask him to open his eyes and hand him a little mirror that was inside the bag.

"How did I do?" You tilt your head sideways waiting for an answer.

He's definitely blushing.

"Really good! As expected from my disciple.." There is that nervous shy smile again. "...Are you done now?"

"Jamie why are you blushing and trying to hurry me up?"

He's taken by surprise. "Am not! Just the drink that's all-"

"You haven't drank anything in at least two hours."

You can see his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows trying to come up with a clever reply. You back up a little bit to give him space and- Why is there something poking up your backside and why did he just twitch.

You glance backwards and it's clear as day. He's hard. You look back at him and he's averting his eyes, clearly embarrassed over it.

"What did I tell you about being embarrassed around me, c'mon Jamie it's ok..." You try to make him calm down as you gently rub your fingers along his cheeks. "I'm... Excited too, I mean, hard not to when you always look so damn delicious you know?"

You cause him to laugh nervously. "You're on top of me that's all, I can't help it."

"I've been on top of you plenty of times..." You raise your eyebrow at him, you know the hard on is being caused by something else considering how he's acting. "...Do you like me treating you gently like this? Pampering you?“

There he is, averting his eyes again, "Maybe..."

"I can... Continue if you want me to?"

There's a look of uncertainty before he agrees to it.

You grab the little makeup bag to see what else you should try. There's blush, eyeshadows, highlighters and even lipsticks and lipgloss, you've never seen him wear any of it, you wonder why he has it at all. You pull out a little lipgloss that has a red tint to it, it should match his eyeliner nicely.

"Jamie how come you have so much makeup, so much of it almost running out even but you only ever wear eyeliner?"

"I... To practice...?" He's hiding something. "Never know when I'll have to do my disciples' makeup amirite?" Finishing with a nervous laugh. There's that cock twitching on your ass again.

You raise your eyebrow at him. "You sure it's only that?"

"I guess-"

"Can I put it on you?" You enquire, leaning forward while purposely rubbing your butt on him to make him squirm.

He's flushing red again while nodding, biting his lip. Was it out of anxiety or arousal? You wondered.

You kept softly petting his face to make him relax before holding it still to get started.

"Open that pretty mouth."

"O-okay-"

The sight of Jamie being stuck underneath you, lips parted, blushing cheeks and getting prettied up by you is making you want to act up. Why does he have to be so beautiful and captivating regardless if he's bursting with enough confidence to fill the entire room or if he just got shy and became a flustered little mess because you found out something new and decided to poke your nose in the matter.

You've finished applying the gloss to his lips. He looks even more kissable than usual. His small soft lips look even softer, made them look fuller too...

You point the same mirror at him again asking if he likes it.

He nods, you could just gobble him up.

"Should I continue?" You ask, hoping he'll let you, "Might not be as good at it as you though..."

"No one's as good as the great Jamie Siu... But you... You come pretty damn close." He's smilling, not even a smirk or a smug grin like how he usually does when he talks, he looks, vulnerable? It's odd, you've been on top of him plenty. You've dominated this man, pulled his hair and had him beg for you while grinding on his face and there wasn't ever a hint of shyness, until now that is.

You decide to slowly rut your hips against his strained cock, not even aknowledging it, you want to work him up and see what this is all about.

He's biting his lip. You're looking thru the makeup and grab some eyeshadow, you'll just fix up the liner afterwards no big deal. He doesn't stop you as you pretty him up further. You can see sweat forming in his forehead and his lips are pursed.

"I need to tell you something..." You stop for a few seconds to look at him better and nudge him to go on. "I- I uh have that much makeup because," he swallows drily and fidgets around with his fingers, "sometimes I just. Like being a bit more... Feminine." You fully stop and lean back to properly face him, you can tell this is a heavy topic for him and you don't want to hurt him in any way.

Your hand moves to his cheek and pets it. "Jamie that's ok, you think I would judge you?" You give him a soft reassuring smile.

"It's not like. It wasn't even sexual. I just like being pretty sometimes. But now you're doing this to me and I just, I just can't- I didn't expect any of this." He looks very divided, almost pained to share something so intimate and like he could cry.

You rush to hug him and calm him down. "Do you want me to stop this? I understand if you do."

He shakes his head lightly. "I'd like to continue... just, I'm happy to share this with you."

God. You love him so much you could burst. "You're sure right?"

He nods and says a shaky but certain "yes". You've never seen him so nervous before. It's kind of cute.

You're finishing applying the eyeshadow on one eye and ask him, "Why do you like being more feminine sometimes? You don't need to tell me if you don't want to baby." His member twitched again at the end of the sentece and you take mental note of what did it.

"I... Don't fully know," he has his eyes closed, one because it'd be too difficult to speak about it facing you and two to let you finish doing the job, "I've had a tough time with beauty standards before and with always wanting my hair to be kept long and... Been teased about it before. So I just, kept most of it hidden."

It hurts to hear that he's been made to feel inferior before over how he likes to look and it makes you wish you could break the kneecaps of whoever did it. You can't help but reassure him multiple times tell him that you love him for who he is, feminine or not.

"You don't think it's weird? At all?" He's a bit perplexed.

"I think it's normal." You lean forward to whisper in his ear with a mischiveous smile curling at your lips, "And I also find it hot."

"Y-you do?" He looks small underneath you, flustered beyond belief, he definitely doesn't need any blush applied to him.

"Mhmmm..." You take his face on your hand again and hold it in place to let you do his other eye now. "I sure do..." You start grinding onto his crotch again, more obviously this time and you see his brain slowly leave as he struggles to put words together. He looks happy and relieved ontop of being clearly aroused.

"You're so pretty Jamie." That is no lie, he is the most beautiful person you've ever seen and you feel insanely lucky to have him all for yourself. The real him.

You're just about finished with doing his makeup and you lean down to whisper in his ear again, with a plan to make him lose his mind. You want to do him so bad. "You're such...a pretty girl."

His only reaction was to moan and tremble. His eyes were wide looking at you in disbelief, he's so fucking turned on. It's like you've presented him with a brand new revelation. His breath is shaky he can't even speak up.

"Aren't you?“ you tilt your head playfully at him, hoping he'd respond even more positively.

"...! Y-yes!"

"You really are... My pretty girl..." You put the makeup back in the bag now that you're done and give him your full attention. You straddle him tighter and grind down harder. His cock is leaving a stain through his underwear *and* pants. That's a first. "...Jamie..." You moan once more into his ear, "do you want me to take care of you?~" you tease.

"Please!“ the lack of hesitation makes you happy and proud. You love how excited he always is to be touched by you.

"I'll think about it" you joke, "But first," you lift yourself up and hold his hand, pulling him to you, "Come here baby..."

He follows after you and you motion him to sit at the edge of the bed and once he does, you point your finger towards to full lenght mirror of his. "Look at how beautiful you are... You're so pretty, aren't you?" You ask quietly as you fill his neck with kisses from behind.

He's moaning and whimpering softly in response.

You undo the tie on his hair, letting his silky hair cascade down his back and shoulders.

You wrap your hands around him and start removing his shirt and feeling him up at the same time. His face turns around enough to meet yours and starts kissing you sloppily. You can taste his lipgloss, it makes you go insane with desire.

"Watch out pretty girl, we don't want to mess up that pretty face of yours now..." His legs are shut tight, trying to contain how hard and wet he is. "But we do want to make a mess elsewhere...don't we?“ Your hand snakes downwards slipping under his waist band and gripping a thigh and pulling outward, he takes the hint and spreads them.

"Look at the mess you've done already... You're so wet for me baby..." You know he would come undone at the slightest graze of your hand right now, you want to extend this *just* a bit further. He just looks so insanely hot, everything about this is perfect. "What do you want me to do to you? Princess?“ You kiss his cheek from behind, embracing him like this is so good, it makes you feel powerful.

"I- I want you to touch me...please..." His breath is ragged, his words slurred, his eyelids heavy, his chest heaving up and down at the same pace as his cock.

"Is that so? Well then..." You take his twitching member in your hand, wrapping it tight. "I want you to look at yourself when I make you come, yeah?" He nods fast, "I want you to see me mess up this pretty little thing..." You sound a bit mean but that only riles him up further.

You start pumping your first up and down, he's getting sweatier and not a single coherent sentence exits his mouth. He can't keep it shut either. A plethora of "ahs", hisses, whines, whimpers and breathy "please's" are all that he can muster. His body is limp and leaning fully on you, you worry that you might've broken him for a second until he springs back up, forearms supporting his torso, tensed up as he furrows his brows and pulls his knees together.

"Ah- I- I'm gonna-" he's hiccuping and quaking, you know he'll come hard, "I'm going to- c-c-".

You pull his hair forcing his head up so he can look at his reflection straight on and growl in his ear repeatedly to push him towards the edge, "Do it. Come for me. Be a good girl and come for me, I can't wait to taste you. Come on."

The sight of himself coupled with your dirty mantra is enough to give him the final push.

He can't help but shut his eyes tightly with tears forming at the corners when his cock finally gives in and spurts all over his torso. Some inevitability getting on his pants. You continue pumping him until he's been drained dry of energy. "Good girl." You kiss his neck softly. "You're so good for me Jamie..."

You let him lay back down on the bed with you and kiss him slow and passionately holding his head softly. Once you've broken away from the kiss you make sure he's feeling ok.

He nods and smiles. He looks so relieved and happy and sweet. It makes your heart flutter.

"Was it too much? I'll never do it again if you don't want me to." You're a bit scared you went too far and too fast.

He lets out a short laugh while holding tight onto you. "I'd feel awfully depressed if you never did it again. I loved it. I love you."

"I'll make sure to do it often then~" you tease at him. "Let's get you cleaned up for now yeah?"

Your brain is still in a rush, thinking of ideas for next time. You can't wait to make him feel as pretty and cared for as possible.

#jamie siu #jamie siu x reader #street fighter 6 #jamie street fighter #street fighter #gourdkeeper #I'm so sorry lmao #this is very self indulgent and if its not your things its ok #i have like 5 other requests you guys have sent that im working on #plus a part 3 to drunken brawlin

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n1cholaswang · 2 years

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HEAVEN — CJU

idol!jiung x nonidol!genderneutral!reader

cw: jiung's a perv 🙄 , phone sex , mutual masturbation , reader has a pretty dildo LMAO , slight voyeurism , mentioned somno , begging , a little crack at the end , nudes lolz

wc: 1.5k

a/n: support p1h's cb this month 🤭

jiung leans back into his chair, taking a deep sigh.

this was the third day in a row he has been in his room at fnc, working terribly hard on this new album, much to his partner's dismay.

[name] didn't mind his job. in fact, they loved seeing him performing on stage. but, the hardest part about dating an idol - besides having to keep your relationship a secret - was the promotional periods.

the periods were jiung would come home in the middle of the night, that is if he came home at all.

the periods were the only time they'd see him is on tv or over the phone.

the periods were they desperately missed him, physically, emotionally, and sometimes (most times) sexually.

god how much they missed being able to fuck him awake, fuck him after dance practices when he'd be dripping sweat, suck him off in the car while on the way home, and especially they missed the way his voice would tremble and crack as their hands roam all over him.

fuck, now they're aroused.

jiung decided his mini break was over and turned his attention back to his monitor but the audio files began to mush his brain again, making him groan and toss his glasses on the table.

he reached out for his phone and dialed his lover's number, spinning in his chair as he waited for them to answer.

their custom ringtone for jiung surprised them, not wanting to answer at first since their hand was down their pants, searching for some sort of relief.

"hello?", they whispered

"baby!", he exclaimed, "how are you?"

they felt a little better hearing his voice but it only made them painfully more excited.

"im okay...", they touched themselves to jiung's soft voice, "just really missing you"

he sighs, looking down at his lap, "i know, and im sorry i can't be there with you, cuddling you. i wanna hold you so bad"

they whimpered as they stroked a sensitive spot but masked it with a hum of acknowledgment.

"come home soon, okay?"

"i'll try...", jiung pouted, feeling bad for leaving his partner all alone, "whatcha been up to?"

they didn't reply, touching themselves more and trying not to make any sounds.

"baby? you there?"

"huh?! oh... uhm... mmmfuck- y-yeah im here"

jiung's eyebrows stitched together in both concern and confusion. were they sick? bloated? tired? had a headache? is that why such a noise escaped from their lips?

he couldn't deny, the hushed moan did turn him on but what if they were sick? he couldn't get off to the thought of his lover not being okay.

"darling?", jiung started, "you never answered my question; what've you been up to?"

they let a small and hopefully quiet whimper, pushing a finger into their hole, "j-just been watching... hmm... net-flix and p-playing games"

and there it was again: that pleasant, lewd sound which made jiung sink more into his chair.

"oh yeah? what kind of games did you play?"

they started thrusting their fingers, "oh you know... m-mariokart 'n stuh- stuff", they moaned out

they closed their eyes and cursed to themself for being too loud.

and too loud they were. jiung's hand moved from the chair's arm to his thigh, but not daring to inch closer to his crotch.

"you alright?"

"mhm, just a little... like, tired, you know?"

he laughed out, "you're a terrible liar you know that?"

"you don't have to lie, i know what you were doing"

their throat dried up, "what are you-"

"stop"

and they did. damn their submissiveness.

he scoffed, "playing games, huh? more like playing with yourself"

"i'm sure you look so good fucking yourself"

the image of [name]'s beautiful scrunched up with bliss face made his cock twitch and harden.

the hand on his lap slid up, palming himself and sighing in pleasure.

"can you show me?"

"sh-show you what?", they ask shyly

"show me how you play with yourself while im away"

his tone was low, and sexy, irresistible and it was so easy to submit to him and his every desire.

jiung was a pervert, not that [name] really cared. they'll admit, at first it was awkward to hear him sniffing their neck and catching him trying to steal their underwear as if he was some prepubescent teen. but, once he explained his - what he'd called it - obsession for them, they were beginning to get used to it.

they set up their phone to get a good angle then went to their closet, pulling out a box of toys. opening it, they choose a glass dildo with a cute pink heart at the top and toss it onto the bed.

they close the box then hide it under the bed before turning on the camera, displaying their half naked body. they waited for jiung's camera to turn on and oh god, they were not ready for the sight they were faced with.

his navy blue beanie was covering his brown hair, a nude long sleeved shirt draped over his slim body, his eyes hooded with lust.

"my stunning angel", he sighed out, palming himself more as he scanned [name]'s body.

"can i see more of you baby? please?"

he was begging, like seriously begging. this was an once-a-month type thing and since he already begged them to sit on his face last week, they weren't expecting this.

"awh, you miss me that much?", they teased.

his cock hardened and he whined, "yes yes, now... please?"

[name] grabbed the hem of their shirt, pulling it off their body as slow as they possibly could which only made jiung more impatient.

he lifts up his hips, sliding his sweatpants and boxers down, his angry-red cock springing out. his eyes stayed glued onto his phone as their "angel" began giving him a show, swaying their hips back and forth and touching themself all over.

jiung's fist gently wrapped around his cock and hissed as he squeezed the tip to leak more precum.

but then, they started.

the pretty glass dildo fit perfectly in their mouth, sticking their tongue out while attempting to rut against the bed. moans were muffled by the dildo instead of jiung's cock, making him frown in jealousy.

spreading their legs more, they rolled their hips into the mattress, a little wet spot forming. their boyfriend's hand slid up and down his length slow, fucking his hand at the same pace of [name] fucking their own mouth.

their spit was dripping from the dildo, taking it out of their mouth before pumping it with their hand and sliding it down the center of their chest.

jiung threw his head back and moaned as he stroked himself more, sinking down into his chair.

"why am i the only one naked? seems like this is only fun for you", they put the toy behind their back, shaking their head in disapproval, "you don't see shit until you come home"

he pouted and whined, not hesitating to lift his shirt and show off his soft tummy, "is this better darling?"

they pulled the toy out again, spitting on it, "much better"

they positioned themself so jiung could perfectly see how the dildo stretched them and their beautiful face as they sat down on it.

[name] bouncing on a toy he bought for them made his head fuzzy. he imagined his hand was their velvety walls, gliding up and down easily and skillfully while occasionally and unintentionally squeezing around him.

he didn't wanna come yet. no, in fact, he wanted to see them unravel on a single dildo that wasn't even half his size.

their hand went up to their nipple, squeezing and tugging at it while whining jiung's name.

the two continued like that: [name] fucking themself while moaning jiung's name loudly and jiung fisting himself with his shirt between his teeth to muffle his own moans.

soon, they were close, their moans increasing in volume.

"jiungjiungjiungfuck! ... sogoodsogoodiloveit! fuckfuck, i love you jiu- fuck!"

and the knot untied. their legs were shaking, breathing heavily, cum covering their camera with jiung's name being chanted.

he was close too, seeing his angel turn into the complete opposite turned him on immensely.

he pumped his cock faster, the shirt between his teeth falling down as he gasps, sighs, and curses under his breath.

"shit- you're so fuckin' pretty... all the fuckin' time", he squeezed the base of his cock, his face contorting in pleasure, "wanna cum for my angel, wanna make a mess for you"

he was right there, but before he could finish, the door swung open.

"jiun- OHMYGODWHATTHEFUCK"

[name] knew that voice from anywhere.

keeho.

they closed their eyes and fell face down into the sheets in embarrassment.

"NO WAY! IS THAT [NAME]?! HOLY SHIT YALL ARE A COUPLE OF-"

before they could hear the end of that sentence, jiung hung up. they started giggling, predicting what their friend had said.

they took their phone and quickly snapped a photo of the dildo pushed deeply inside of them, sending it to their boyfriend with the caption "wish this were you huh?"

[name] knew jiung would come home and make them eat their own words but that was something they were looking forward to.

#Spotify #p1harmony smut #p1harmony jiung #jiung smut #choi jiung

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Back with a brainrot so it doesn't seem like im dead lmao

So the thing with virgin Gojo is when it comes down to finally doing it with his s/o, he ain't gonna be all shy and give up control completely, i strongly believe that Gojo is confident no matter what. So naturaly he is playing it cool but he is exposing his vulnerable side, he's just so touch starved and wants u to shower him with kisses and love and touch him all the time. But when you wrap ur hands around his dick he's already so far gone, moaning, whimpering and telling u how good it feels, how much he waited for this, how much he wanted u and how much he loves u.

(sowwyyy but virgin Gojo be livin' in my head rent free no shame)

- ❄️

♱ 𝔄 𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔴

♱ Pairings : Gojo Satoru x fem!reader

♱ Ratings : Mature

♱ MDNI, minors stay the fuck out.

♱ Synopsis : You come to know a side of Satoru you never knew, over an unordered parfait and a woman from the past.

♱ Warnings : Reader is straightforward and blunt, Handjob, a very shy and naked Satoru (istg it's adorable), heavy petting?, submissive Satoru, dom! reader, mentions of masturbating, masturbation and cum eating.

♱ Note : I've had this in my box for a bit, and I took my time with it cause I didn't wanna half ass this. And I really liked how it came out... And yes, I used japanese. Translations are given at the end of the fic. Happy reading!! ଘ(੭˃ᴗ˂)੭

(I know I'll come back to edit this)

Status : Requests : closed (I have many things planned), askbox : open for thirst posts and brainrots.

Feel free to rant or ask about my fics <3

(❄️ anon!! Virgin gojo is the most adorable thing I can write. But I've been thinking about Kitsune! Gojo, for a halloween prompt - been watching tale of the nine tailed. Let me know if you'd like a part 2 to this)

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Standing in front of the mirror, Gojo looked at himself one last time. Turning around, he made sure to look appealing before picking you up for a date. From previous encounters with topics on dating on social media posts, he remembered reading about what women find appealing in a man. Taking his nimble fingers towards his chest, he unbuttoned a few shirt studs at the top, exposing a bit of his pale smooth skin. Rolling his sleeves on either sides of his arms, he rotated his fists back and forth to make sure the veins that ran through the expanse of his skin was visible. Lifting his arm towards his forehead and flipping his hair back, he smirked at the mirror. After having had enough of watching and turning around to see his reflection and making sure everything in the right place, he grabbed his keys from the bowl and headed out into the quiet yet busy streets of Tokyo.

Staring at your watch, you realized Satoru was over 15 minutes late. You turned your head left and right to make look at his familiar face in the crowd, but the only ones you saw were those of strangers, conforming to the ever moving crowd. ‘Maybe he won’t show up’ you thought, dropping your watch bound wrist to the side. Turning away to leave, you heard a familiar voice “(Y/N) Chan!!!”

Turning yourself around, you could see Satoru approaching towards you from the corner of your eye. Waving as he came near, he came to stop mere centimeters before your face. Gazing at his attire, you found him to be overdressed but you paid no heed to it. “You’re late Gojo” you said simply in a monotone voice.

“Whew…But I made before you left right?” Satoru answered in a chirpy voice. You felt the ghost of a smile on your face on hearing those words. In the time that you have worked with Satoru, you realized although he had a childish exterior, he was very assuring as a colleague as well as a teacher. Although he seemed to not have a care int he world, he was worried about the safety of others even if he seldom showed it.

“Oi… (Y/N) Chan?” Satoru said, waving his hand in front of your face, breaking you away from your train of thoughts. “Hm?” You hummed staring at his shade covered eyes. “Genki ka?” Satoru asked, taking a step back to give you your space. Looking at his figure, you noticed the wild tufts of his hair. If you were to run your hands through his hair, would it be as soft as it looked? Looking at the corner of his covered eyes, you wondered how they would look while the sun’s rays fell on them or how the color of them would be dark with your shadow if you leaned into him. Trailing down to his lips, you mused about the feeling of them on yours. Would be they soft from the gentleness he showed…or would they be rough from the passion and aggression he held? You felt your expression deflate at the thought of this being a mere piece of fascination. The closest you had ever gotten to Satoru was during times in the Academy when you would pass anything from a cup to an extra sweet you had, but never were you able to get close to the feeling of his fingers touching or grazing past yours.

“(Y/N)” he said once more. Raising your eyebrows while staring at his lips, you tore your gaze from them to meet one’s that were hidden beneath his glasses. Nudging his glasses down the bridge of his nose he asked, “Is everything alright?”. Blinking a couple of times, you processed the question before answering,“I’m doing alright”.

“Really? Seems like someone was distracted… maybe you shouldn’t make your line of vision to my lips so obvious” Satoru said with a smirk, leaning his face into you. Clearing your throat, you decided to change the topic of conversation. “So… why exactly did you call me out here? It’s the weekend and I could have been at my place or gone out somewhere. Yet I am stuck here with you, adding the fact you’re fifteen minutes late” you said to the white haired male.

“You make it sound more like an obligation than a fun activity (Y/N) chan” Satoru said with a pout, tutoring his head to the side.

“Considering the fact that you’re more of a colleague than a friend and the time you told the kids they were going to Roppongi, but instead took them to a haunted building for performing an exorcism says otherwise. Also the fact that you don’t do these activities with your colleagues that often and choose to go out on dates with women outside of work is fishy. So why specifically choose me who is your colleague but not someone who is a friend? To add on I’m definitely not a romantic interest either” you explained in a ‘as-of-fact’ manner with a wave of your hand towards him. Meeting Satoru’s gaze you could tell he wasn’t happy about the way you spoke. His lips were pursed into a thin line towards the very last sentence of your rambling. Rubbing your thumb and index together, thinking of a way to remove the air of awkwardness from the conversation, you asked “So… where are we going?”.

Satoru said nothing as he walked to your side. Grabbing the sleeve of your coat, he said “There’s a place I know”. Tugging at your sleeve, he continued to walk with you in pursuit. Footsteps faded for the crowded street of Tokyo into a lane where no dared to wander.

“It’s nice to see a not exorcised building for a change. But… what are we doing here?” You asked looking at the building that stood before you in awe. The entrance was grand with a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Looking up, you could see the grandiosity of the building, littered with paintings and statues.

“I came here to try a parfait and the view is amazing from what I hear” Gojo said in thought, taking his chin between his thumb and pointer finger. Looking at him slight skepticism, you probed,

“And who exactly are theses people you ‘hear’ from?”

“Mostly Mei Mei and Butahime” he said with a shrug. Rolling your eyes at the mention of MeiMei’s name you said, “You know, it surprises me that even though you claim the fact that you’re one of the ‘strongest sorcerers’ you can be so dense”. “Daijobu” Satoru said holding up a black card.

“Just enjoy your time with me here. ‘Kay?” He added in a flirtatious tone.

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As the elevator doors of the topmost floor of the building opened, you could see neon lights of the city that ever sleeps. “May I take your coat ma’am?” One of the waiters asked. Turning around you looked at Satoru who had his coat taken off by the waiter and waited for you to do the same. Stretching your hands out, you felt the coat being removed from your shoulders. “Right this way please” another waiter said with a smile waving his hand towards the direction of your table. Following close behind you till you reached your seat, Satoru pulled your chair and waved for you to sit. Snorting through you nose you remarked, “And they say Chivalry is dead”. “(Y/N) Chan hidoi” Satoru said while feigning hurt by placing his palm over his heart. Chuckling you took your seat, while Satoru pushed you towards the table. From the peripheral of your vision, you watched his figure walk around the table and take a seat. After getting comfortable, he placed both his arms on the table and entwined his fingers. You could hear noises of the city as the silence between the both of you. Turning your head towards the gigantic window beside your table, you stared out into the Tokyo night sky. Placing your hand under your chin, you watched cars passed beneath and barely visible dark clouds litter the sky with an occasional plane passing by.

“That’s the fifth plane so far…” Satoru said. Turning to look at him, you watched his eyes twinkle with fascination as he watched machines with twinkling lights flashing beneath them pass by.

“Since when were you fascinated with planes?” You asked in a teasing tone. “There are a lot of things that fascinate me, but you never bothered finding out now, did you (Y/N)-chin” Satoru teased back. “Never was the type to be interested in pretty boys. Easy on the eyes, a charming smile, but is the one that breaks another’s heart in the most quick and brutal way possible” you said in a monotone voice, turning to look outside the window once more.

“And… how did you come to that kind of a conclusion” Satoru asked, placing his knuckles under his cheek out of curiosity with his pale eyebrow raised from beneath his glasses.

“I’ve had a fair amount of sleepovers consoling a friend over their rash decisions with these kinds of men. All they ever want is one or a couple nights of fun without responsibility… however, I’m also aware about how every man is different, but pretty boys are something I lost interest in a while ago. Not to mention that I have a colleague in the academy who goes with at least” you said in mockery, raising your hand and using your fingers to count “four women a week?”.

“Sore wa uso desu” Satoru said with a smirk, pointing towards you. “Please. The number of times I’ve heard a ‘Satoru-kun, why don’t you answer me’ ‘ ‘Toru-Kun, you forgot our date!’ is astonishing that even Yaga had to chase them out with his puppets” you said in a dramatic manner.

Throwing his head back, Satoru laughed at your way with words. “When you put it that way, it does sound like I’m one of them. What can I say? I’m popular among women” he said, realizing into his chair and crossing his arms. “If you’re so popular, then why am I on this side of the table?” You asked, raising a brow at his previous claim. Hearing your words, Satoru’s lips were pursed into a thin line once more. Looking to your side, you could see his fist clenched around the fabric draped over the table. Resting your arms over the table, you took a hesitant breath before continuing to speak. “Gojo, you don’t have to beat round the bush when you’re with me. Even though you’re my colleague, we’ve worked together for over a year now and we’re not strangers. Inviting me out to parfait for bait doesn’t work and neither does small talk. I maybe rude, blunt and a lot of things, but it was never my intention to chase you away with it. So, tell me. What’s on your mind?”.

“(Y/N), I- ”

“Aha, and what do we have here?” A voice interrupted Satoru’s. Looking at the end of your table stood a women with a hand on her hip. She wore a sneer that was directed toward Satoru. She had a long black dress with her hair tied into an elaborate braid of sorts. Behind her was a man, who seemed just as perplexed as you.

“What do you want Ayumi?” Satoru said in a grave tone, glaring at the girl. “What is it I could possibly want from a man who hasn’t been with a real woman before?” the said girl scoffed. Furrowing your eyebrows, you looked at Satoru who stared at the girl while clenching his jaw and gritting his teeth. Turning towards you, Ayumi eyes roamed from analyzing your hair to your face. Taking a step back, she also looked at the kind of clothes and shoes you wore before turning to Satoru with an amused expression on her face.

“And you brought this tramp to a place like this…?” She asked with the raise of her hands, pronouncing the ambience of the room. Breathing out a sigh from your nose, you knew your patience was running thin. First were the incomplete answers from Gojo and second was being interrupted by a girl who had the nerve to make a comment about you even though she had never seen you before. “Gojo, your standards have failed to meet my expectations day after day. First, you take to me a restaurant then we go back to my place, only to run away when I found out you were a virgin”.

Eyes widening in surprise, your head snapped towards Gojo, only to see that he had become unnervingly quiet and stiff. Slapping your palm against the table, you caught the attention of everyone in the restaurant. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough?” You asked with a dark chuckle. “Huh?” Ayumi asked with arrogance.

“Look. I came over to enjoy a parfait with my colleague and friend. Don’t you think you’re disrupting everyone in here by talking like that?” You asked, waving your hand over to the other side of the room where heads of several guests were turned.

“It’s funny how you call me a tramp and yet you act like one in a place as pristine as this. Ever heard the phrase of ‘pot calling the kettle black’” you asked Ayumi.

“Don’t you think you’re acting all high and mighty for a girl who should be getting on her knees and being thankful for being brought to a place like this? The most expensive piece of estate in Tokyo?!” Ayumi said with a snarl ready to lunge for you but was held back by the male behind her.

“For a person in ‘the most expensive piece of estate in Tokyo’ you sure don’t look or act like you would fit in the crowd” you said, cracking your neck from side to side. Getting up from your chair to move around her, you came to a stop, behind Gojo. Folding your arms together, you pressed yourself against he wooden back of his chair and probed the fuming girl, “So, what was it? Was it his looks? Or did you happen to see his black card and decided to play dog?”.

Ayumi grit her teeth in response.

“No answer huh… guess your silence answers everything. Even though Satoru is a virgin, he still has some dignity unlike a dog who followed him for the sake of his looks and money” you said to the seething girl.

“Well then, we’ll be on our way. Get up Satoru. Let’s go home” you announced, tapping on the side of his chair. Moving around the girl, you went towards the waiter for your coat with Satoru behind you, giving soft smiles to waiters and the manager who apologized for the inconvenience on the way out.

While exiting out of the building, you felt Satoru's hand reach for yours. You began leaning into his touch as his fingers entwined around yours. You felt all your questions being answered as his palm rubbed against yours. Yes, Satoru’s hands were big. Yes, they were smooth. Yes, his fingertips were cold. And yes… it did feel like fireworks.

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Standing at the entrance of your apartment, the empty hallway was filled with the jangling of your keys as they were slotted into lock of your door. Turning to see Satoru, you asked “Would you like to come in?”. Smiling in return, he threw himself into the house shouting a “Ojamashimasu”.

You chuckled at his childishness, closing the door behind you. Throwing your coat on the couch, you silently told him to do the same by titling your head towards the taken seat. Tossing your keys into a nearby bowl, you asked “Well, since you didn’t get to try the Parfait, would like my broke ass cup of tea or eclair?”.

Smirking he said, “I’ll take the eclair”.

Walking to your fridge you took out the cold eclair. Before you could set it on the plate, it was snatched out of your hands by none other than Satoru. “Itadakimasu” he said, before taking big bites of the eclair. You both sat and ate in silence, with sounds of water drops falling from the tap in the kitchen sink.

“Ne, did you mean what you said?” Gojo asked, taking a final bite of the parfait. You hummed in response. “You said about me being your friend…” he said in a small voice. Surprised at the conversation he chose to pick, you looked at his face. Even if his eyes were hidden away beneath his glasses, the frown on his lips was enough of a expression to show you what went through his mind. Moving away from the kitchen isle, you stood in front of him. With the call of his name you urged him to look at you. Snapping his head up from his shoes, Satoru’s face came close to yours. Raising your hands, you held onto the sides of his shades, retracting your arms behind and pulled them from his face until you found blue orbs staring into yours. “I know it’s an inconvenience given you have your six eyes, but I need to really see you when I say this”.

Tucking your arms behind you, you took a calmed your fast beating heart and spoke.

“I meant every word I said back there. I don’t say it to your face since your inflated ago doesn’t need another pump. I’ve worked with you for over a year. You can be selfish at times, and you have reasons… but, I also admire you for it. I don’t know much about your past, neither would I wan to prod into it, but whatever it is, I know you came out strong because of it. No one becomes a strong sorcerer in one night. And if you ever need me I’ll always be there. Sure, I can be an asshole at times, but I have my moments like anyone else-” your ramble was interrupted by a pair of lips. You could feel your vision shake from the sheer intensity of the kiss. It felt sloppy and inexperienced but it moved with passion and the feeling of intense affection. This kiss defined Satoru. Fisting your hands into his hair, you pulled him away from you. His eyes were half lidded with desire and need. His tongue hanging loose from his mouth in ecstasy from the taste of you. Whining in desperation of more, his hands found their way to your shoulders pulling you into him. Pressing a hand against his chest, you tried to separate yourself from him. “Why?” He whined at the loss of feeling your skin against. “You’re not thinking straight Satoru. Maybe you should go home” you said in a haste, turning to leave the kitchen. Making your way into the living room, you opened the door, only to have it slammed back into a place by a hand much larger than yours. You could feel his arms circling around your waist as his head dropped onto the nape of your neck. You could feel Satoru’s hot breaths against you and you realized this is the closest you had ever to been to him.

“Don’t… don’t send me away” he said in a voice barely audible. Placing your hands over his caused his grip to tighten around you. Remembering Ayumi back from the restaurant, you asked “You’re usually bad with names… How did you remember Ayumi? What if this is a gimmick and all you want is one night with me?”

You felt the baritone of his voice chuckle behind you, and you could feel your anger rise by as every minute passed.

“Never took you for the jealous type… but you’re quick to point that out. That’s what I expect of my (Y/N) Chan” Satoru said with a soft smile.

“Don’t fuck around with me Gojo and answer my question. It’s the only thing keeping you from being on the other side of my door” you responded with a grave tone.

Letting a few moments of silence pass, Satoru spoke.

“Ayumi was the last girl I ever went out on a date with. She invited me to her place after we went to a bar. It was one of the places I hated the most but I couldn’t rid of the thoughts about the woman who haunted me both during the day and at night despite the fact that I was away from her. It only seemed fair to drown my sorrows in the thing I hate the most… and it’s-”

“Alcohol. I know” you interrupted him, staring into the hard wood of your door, counting each line embedded into it.

“Shitsureiyo (Y/N) Chan. I wasn’t done explaining” Gojo whined, nuzzling into the nape of your neck. Not hearing a response from you, he continued to talk.

“The night I went to Ayumi’s house, I was drunk. But not that drunk to not be in my senses. She came over me. Let her hands roam my body” he said in a calm voice,“Before she could kiss me, I flinched. Thought I could man up by having a woman… but if it isn’t you, I want no other”.

“Why? You seemed to be comfortable with letting her hands roam your body, but the moment it’s her lips, you couldn’t take it? Are you even speaking in your senses right now Gojo?” You asked in an exasperated voice.

“Told you I wasn’t done. You never learn do you (Y/N) Chan?” Gojo complained in frustration.

“Fine. After this, you leave” you said in a cold tone. Neither acknowledging nor answering your question Satoru rubbed circles into the side of your torso and picked up from where he left.

“Alcohol made me see things. Felt I was in heaven when I thought about your hands touching me instead of Ayumi. Thought about how pretty you’d look under me. But when I saw it wasn’t you, I couldn’t go any further”.

“So… you’re…?” You questioned.

“Mhm” he hummed as a reply.

“Ah… then, what does it have to do with me?” You asked, curious and desperate to know if his answer is the one you’ve always dreamed of.

“Despite being a sorcerer, you’re pretty dense aren’t you” Satoru huffed.

“There’s lust and love, Satoru. The line between them is very thin” you quipped back.

“At this point you’re just itching for me to say aren’t you?” Satoru asked. You grit your teeth in annoyance knowing that this an would not give you what you wanted.

“And this is why I don’t deal with pretty boys-” you said rolling your eyes.

“Aishiteru” Satoru’s voice cut into yours. Getting no response back, Satoru repeated once more “Aishiteru. So’nanni Aishiteru”.

Feeling deflated, his grip loosened around your waist only to be surprised when he heard the sound of your footsteps, turning around to face him. Raising your fingers, you ran them through his hair, feeling the texture of his strands.

“I’ve always wanted to do this” you said with a smile. Nuzzling his nose against yours he gave it light kiss before moving to your lips.

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Making your way into the bedroom, you pushed him onto the bed. Kissing him, you ran your hands on the expanse of his skin.

“Are you sure you wanted this” you asked Satoru in a grave tone, “If you want, we can stop here”.

“No. I’ve wanted this for a very long time. Now that I’ve made it this far, I’m not stopping for anything or anyone else” Satoru said, reaching his hand out to caress your cheek.

Feeling a soft smile creep onto your face, you felt yourself being drawn in by the sight of his lips.

Feeling his tongue dance against yours, Satoru moaned into your mouth. Pulling away with a small bite to his lip, you began to unbutton the studs of his shirt. He looked down at you with fondness as he watched you undo the last button. Taking a grip of his pants, you pulled the zipper down to reveal his errection being held back by the expanse of his boxers. Combine back up, you placed yourself on his side.

“Satoru. I want to pay attention and answer me” you said, looking at him. He blinked at you in response.

“Tell me where did she touch you” you commanded him. Sitting up, Satoru pulled his arms back to shed his shirt onto your bedroom floor. Placing his hand onto this collarbone, he looked at you through half lidded eyes.

Leaning into the scent of his skin, you let your lips trail over it lightly before catching it between your teeth and giving it a hard suck. Satoru moaned at the feeling of your teeth and tongue over his collarbone. Pulling back after littering the patch of skin with kisses, bites and a bit of spit, you hummed in satisfaction at the sight of his skin turning flush pink, knowing it would bloom into colors of dark pink and purple the next day.

“Where else?” You asked in a seductive tone.

After marking Satoru on his neck, chest, abs and v lines, he whined at the pain of his erect dick being constrained by the fabric of his boxers that was starting to tighten on his skin. Using your thumbs, you pulled down his boxers. Tugging his legs free off them, Satoru threw his leg over the other towards the side, hiding the sight of his naked manhood from your gaze. Catching hold of one his ankles, you pulled his leg back to it’s original position.

“Uh uh uh. We’re having none of that” you said, titling your head to the side. Hiding his face into the pillow, you could his see a light blush on the apples of his cheeks. Chuckling to yourself, you used one of your hands to rub against his shaft. Satoru whined and shivered at the feeling of your hand rubbing his dick. Looking behind you, you saw the mirror at the foot of your bed.

Taking your place behind him, you made Satoru’s head rest against your chest.

“Satoru, look into the mirror there” you said.

Batting his eyes from you to the mirror, he shook his head from side to side in defiance.

“Are you refusing me?” You asked in a low tone.

Taking a large gulp, Satoru lifted his hand and grabbed yours. Taking it, he placed it at the tip of his dick and said “Ore ga yaru”

Sliding your hand up and down his dick softly, you could see his precum oozing from the tip of it. Trickling down, your palm continued to move in a rhythm. Your empty bedroom was filled with the filthy sounds of wetness being rubbed over skin and high pitched moans of Japan’s strongest sorcerer. Looking at himself in the mirror, Satoru threw his head back, losing his senses in the feeling of your hands on his dick. Using your other hand, you played with his balls that hung low and heavy beneath his shaft.

“You like that baby?” You asked in an alluring voice.

“H-Hah hai” Satoru answered, batting his white lashes at the mirror.

“Who does this belong to?” You asked, giving his dick a lightly squeeze. Satoru moaned loudly at the constricted feeling your palm was giving him. Changing the pace of your movements, you began to rub his dick at a fast pace. Meeting your gaze in the mirror, he said in a breathy voice

“Omae da”

“Who do you belong to?” You demanded.

“You” he answered right away, using one of his hands to press your face towards him.

Staring into your eyes, he felt his heart race. Opening his mouth, he let out choked sobs at he feeling his first orgasm. The number of nights he had to rub one out to the thought of your hands being over him instead of having to deal with it himself had turned into a reality.

Feeling his free hand dig into the skin of your hand, you knew he was close. Continuing to maintain your pace, you heard him moan your name loudly.

Looking down, you were met with the sight of white ropes of cum sliding down his abs. Strings of cum were seen between your digits. Taking your fingers, you sucked on one before using your middle finger to prod into his mouth. Taking your fingers into his mouth, Satoru sucked them obediently.

“That’s my good boy” you said.

After bathing for a few moments in the afterglow, you moved to fetch a rag for cleaning Satoru up. Before you could leave the bed, you felt Satoru wrap an arm around your torso, clutching your shirt tightly on the verge of ripping, afraid that you would disappear.

“Calm down babe. ‘M just getting a washcloth” you chuckled.

“Promise you’d come back quick?” He asked in a shy voice.

“Course. Can’t leave my love unattended now can I?” You cooed at him, kissing the tip of his nose.

“Wait here” you said. Getting up, you headed to the bathroom, washing your hands off. Grabbing a wet washcloth, you headed to the kitchen to grab a bag of candy and a bottle of water.

Coming back into the bedroom, you saw Satoru waiting for you, looking at you with a soft expression as you approached him. Opening the bag of candy, you held it out to him. Taking your place beside the bed, you crouched down and rubbed at the mess that was stuck to Satoru’s skin. Once you were done, you tossed the dirty cloth into the hamper at the corner of the room with a small “score”, and turned to him. Satoru held out a piece of candy for you to take. Opening your mouth, you were about to bite into it when he pulled his fingers back and tossed the piece of jelly into his mouth.

“Too slow” he teased you while chewing on the sweet.

“Brat” you chuckled.“You want a shower?” You asked.

“iie. Daijobu” he responded, searching for colored candy in the bag.

“Alright. I’m taking one and we can sleep” you said, grabbing your towel.

“I’m staying the night?” He asked, his head snapping to meet your gaze.

“No. You’re staying the day” you responded. Hearing your response, Satoru pouted. Reaching a hand out to pet his cheek you said “Course you’re staying the night. I’ll not have it any other way”.

Smiling in response, Satoru nuzzled into the palm of your hand. Giving it a small peck he said, “Let’s start off right with tomorrow”. Giving a puzzled look, you asked him “With what?” .

He said with a soft gaze “A date”.

♱ Translations :

Genki ka : Are you alright?

Daijobu : It's alright

Sore wa uso desu : That's a lie

Ojamashimasu : Excuse me (before entering someone's house)

Itadakimasu : Thanks for the meal

Shitsureiyo : You're being rude

Aishiteru : I love you

So'nanni Aishiteru : I love you so much

Ore ga yaru : I'll do it

hai : yes

Omae da : You

iie : no

#saint.pdf ✧･ﾟ #👼 💌 : ❄️ anon

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yostresswritinggirl · 3 years

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Lantern Flame Submission

"Hey Xiao, come see the lanterns with us!"

The ask does not have any cruel intentions behind it. He knows it. They must have thought he had something to celebrate with Liyue's citizens in their festival. The traveler doesn't know what the lantern rite means to an adeptus like him.

Still, Xiao can't do anything about the karmic strings binded to his wrists, painfully tightening and leaving bruises in his skin.

"No. I have no interest in human traditions." He scowls at the duo, crossing his arms to hide his hands clenching in fists.

"Huh? But I thought the festival was based on Liyue adepti?" Paimon tilts her head, floating around. Xiao does not answer her, simply choosing to turn around and disappearing from the conversation.

"Hey, Alatus!"

It's been ages, but he can still hear their voice clearly, both in his nightmares and dreams. How ironic is it that he's haunted by the one thing he consumes from mortal lives?

A long time ago, when Xiao was just Alatus, one of the many Yakshas (not the only one who survived). Back when he still had people to come home to, when he fought to survive not only because he had duties to attend to, but because he also had someone special to protect.

His eyes had focused on their vision, barely hanging from their thigh with a beaten-up string. The crimson on the pyro symbol of his fellow Yaksha matched the red highlights on his own hair, as well as the majority of clothes he wore. For some reason, he seemed to favour the color...

"You should be more careful. You'll end up dropping it one of those days" Alatus scolded them, his eye twitching slightly. However, they didn't pay it much attention, just chuckling as a response to his antics.

"Don't worry, Alatus! It looks simple and weak, but looks can be deceiving, right?"

Somehow, the same thing could be applied to their own person as well. Of all Yakshas, Alatus was sure that the one right in front of him was the most surprising. They were strong enough to slay demons as if they were nothing, but it was their personality that made him fall as hard as he did.

They held the stars in their eyes. Every day, they would come to him and tell something new that they discovered while wandering around. They held too much love for the world and their habitants to simply pass by things and ignore them.

Back then, Alatus looked foward to passing all days of his immortal life alongside his beloved. Sometimes, fighting was difficult, to the point he didn't know if he was going to make it. But when he thought of his partner waiting for him, he had hope.

But they loved too much.

The negative energy sometimes came to a point where it would corrupt young humans souls, and as their duty, the Yakshas would have to slay them. Having mortal blood on their hands crushed their heart until it couldn't withstand it anymore.

"These voices...please...make it stop!"

He desesperately screamed his lungs out, hoping that at least they would hear his voice over their own screams and come to their senses. He could see their vision splattered on the ground, its red string burning with a cursed black tone within the flames, but they weren't even controling the fire consciously. Karma took over their element, unforgiving, burning every inch of life within range. Alatus tried to get close, but the fire caught on his clothes and it was so painful that he could not breathe properly. In the end, he could not save his lover.

Almost nothing was left of them. The black flames were unforgiving, not sparing even ash of their greed. As if a cruel joke of destiny, the only thing Xiao- not Alatus- could hold as a memory was their red string attached to the vision.

"This is the furtherst I'll go." Xiao stated simply, narrowing his eyes at the traveler and Paimon. The pair sighed in defeat, finally accepting his refusal.

"Okay then. I was hoping to give to you when we were inside Liyue, but since you don't want to go... Take this."

"... a Xiao Lantern?" He eyed it suspiciously, reluntant in taking the object from the traveler's hands.

"Yeah. I know you don't care for those things, but... People say that wishes come true if you write it on a lantern. Maybe you could try it?"

The adeptus glared at the lantern, as if it had commited a grave sin against Rex Lapis.

"Whatever. It's time for you to go." Xiao dismissed them quickly, shaking his head.

The lantern at his side mocked him at all instants, but he couldn't find it in himself to get rid of it or to leave Liyue's outskirts before.

The Mingxiao Lantern was at the same time beautiful and painful. Each lantern after it had a red string hanging from them that sent him deep into memories he didn't want to remember, from a time that he wanted to forget.

His eyes caught on the lantern at his side, untouched.

Maybe it's time to let go.

He untied the string attached to his bells in his belt, staring at it lost. Heart cracking, he instead looped around the lantern, allowing it to soar into the sky.

He hoped that their soul was resting peacefully after so much suffering. Perphaps... one day could he join them?

notes: hiyaa, im the 🐥 anon

please ignore any grammar mistakes saudhsiuafsa im not a english native speaker and im writing this sleep deprived(insomnia does things to you :(( )

also, i dont know what to name this? like, i suck at titles, so feel free to choose!

and yea, morning angst hits different :// idk honestly to think about it??

Omayghad, not to project or anything, but thiz gave me sick Intermittent vibes like an alternate and that's so damn wack. Blessed post!

#Xiao x Reader #Xiao #exiled community #anon 🐥#gender neutral #angst #submission

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mysticwhatnow · 6 years

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Can you make RFA + v + saeran cheats on MC than she knows but they don't know she knows. She take everything she owns and wipe her existence from their home ( takes everything she put and the photos she's in ) than leaves her phone so they won't track her and leave them without a word just a proof of what they did. How would they react to it / how it'll end. I'll leave it to you ^^ thank you :3 bounce is MC was pregnant and didn't tell them.

Oh, jeez, this was slightly difficult! But I hope this is to your liking!

Yoosung

he didn’t know how it happened, honestly??

one day he was at college and the next he was in a bed with another woman?

he felt so bad, he wanted to tell MC but he knew she would probably leave

he couldn’t lose her

so he kept it a secret, and continued the affair with the woman

only because she was helping him study,, uh-huh, sure yoosung

but of course, MC does find out

and b o y is she angry

she’s so upset and she’s so angry with herself for not finding out sooner and upset at yoosung

especially with the baby she just found out she was having with him

and she was so excited about that too!!

but now she doesn’t know what to do

she ends up wiping everything clean, going incognito completely

she leaves her phone and takes the photos and everything

she doesn’t want any trace

when he comes home he loses it, he knows what happened and what he just lost

months pass and they’re still hoping she might one day show up again

yoosung ends up seeing her at a market and drops everything

he rushes to her and stops dead in front of her when he sees the stomach bulge

had she moved on??

she tries to ignore him and move on but it’s so painful and she’s trying not to cry

he keeps explaining what he did was a mistake and it was reckless and he’s sorry and he won’t do it again

it’s just a lot of frantic apologizing and rambling that she had grown to love

so she gives in, but it’ll take a long time for her to forgive him completely

surprised, he asks her about the baby thinking she was with another guy and stuff

she doesn’t say anything for a moment and speaks softly

“it’s your child” and he’s d e a d- his child?!?! seemed like the guilt doubled at that

she had to deal with a child on the way and the fact the father cheated on her

he hugs her close and apologizes more saying he’ll never do that again

in the end, the two end up happy again, plus a tiny little bab!

Zen

it was with one of his co-actors

mc was coming to give him his lunch and walks in his room/thingy ma jiggy

finds him making out with a actor against the wall

she drops the lunch and doesn’t give it second thought, running off

zen sees her, going to chase after her but the directors and others are getting in the way

when he reaches home, he’s to late, everything it gone

the pictures, the phone is left, and her clothes are gone

how did she move so fast??

he ends up alerting the rfa fast, begging for seven and jumin’s help

he needs to find her, he needs to apologize

they search for her and search, but they don’t seem to have any clue where she might be

he’s completely heartbroken, but never gives up

until one day, he gets a call

“are you related to MC?”

his heart drops because he knows how this works

he explains how he’s her ex, and leaves it at that

“sir, i’m afraid she’s passed away from a car accident.”

just when he thought it couldn’t get worse

losing her? forever?

the doctor also explains how she was pregnant and they delivered the baby before she died

and explained how he was the father

he doesn’t hesitate, he figures it all out, signs papers, whatever. that baby is his and he won’t hurt it

he ends up raising the child and always tells he/she how great mc was

but he still cries as night, because he knows he won’t ever see her.

mamamystic is not a nice person

Jaehee

i can already hear the cries

“jAEHEE WOULD NEVER!!! SHE’S SO INNOCENT!!! PROTECC!!”

please she’d probably be staying at work late right and just is so fucking tired

so this one girl slithers right on up like “hey you need a place to crash?”

and i don’t know about you

but i make the worst mistakes when i’m sleep deprived

so she could’ve easily mistaken this chick for mc

so she goes, right

easily submissive, tired, got some of that good puss ya feel

of course, mc being the generous person they are, goes to Jaehee’s work

also to deliver the news that hey, the sperm donor thingy was successful. she was preggo.

but she gets there, and to her surprise, no jaehee

so she asks around, blah blah, and one person explains how jaehee went home with another chick

now, mc isn’t one to assume, so she calmly leaves and just goes home

doesn’t even call

she trusts jaehee, maybe she was doing work at the chick’s house

so morning comes, ye?

and jaehee comes home, super early, super super fucking guilty

but oh me oh my mc was there

she was w a t c h i n g

mc ends up speaking from the couch, all calmly and startling the shit out of jaehee

“so where were you babe?”

jaehee ends up telling her, furiously apologizing

mc doesn’t really know to react because she?? trusted jaehee??

but she does know what she’s gonna do

she just,, fucking leaves

not even saying anything

just out the door

jaehee knows better to stop her so she just

collapses on the couch

doesn’t show up on the chat

neither does mc so both are extremely worried

jaehee leaves for work (jumin forced her), and when she gets back, all of mc’s shit is gone

she doesn’t know how to react, but she buries it well

she hides all the emotions, she just says “mc left” if anyone ever asks

it got to the point the whole rfa was worried sick

they couldn’t find mc at all

so they eventually just.. gave up

she became nothing but a distant memory

(hahaha get it i made this ending sad)

Jumin

breathes in. breathes out.

okay so jumin,,, tsk tsk. he would never ever hurt mc, but a few slip ups happen here and there

im sure something happened at his work, or the dude just fucked up

he probably ended up banging some girl while drunk in a cat suit for god sakes

anyways, he probably would tell mc right away, because he loves her and can’t lose her blah blah

anyways, i’m sure when she found out she was devastated because knowing jumin

she was informed of this over phone while he’s on a trip

the call goes well, she pretends it’s okay but inside she’s breaking

and what’s worse is she was just about to tell him the results came back positive

thats right. mc is pregnant fuckers.

and she’s just, broken and she doesn’t know what to do except to run

so she does, she packs her shit, everything into the multiple suitcases

it’s not hard to bypass everyone, if she explains she’s off on a trip to the spa or something

she manages to explain how she’d rather walk to said ‘spa’ to relax

but really she’s just, leaving

nowhere else to go

she ends up disappearing though, and whenever jumin calls and doesn’t get a answer, he panics and calls the guards

but there’s literally no sign of her, all her pictures are gone

jumin freaks out more because 1. he knows what he did and it’s his fault and 2. he’s worried mc will get hurt

he ends up bringing out the big guns, goes crazy to search for her

he comes home straight after, alerts rfa and everything.

everyone’s on a wild goose chase to find her

eventually they find her, thanks to seven finding her friends’ places and doing a big ‘ol search, even if she left her phone

which she obviously did, she’s not stupid

by this time a couple of months has passed, because ya know, i said so

when they find her (she had been staying at a distant cousins house a few states away)

they knocked on the door and it wasn’t the guards or anything, no it was jumin

he looked like a mess, for once in his life

he was acting just like when he lost elizabeth

he begs and begs and apologizes (professionally, ofc)

just kidding

he notices the baby bulge too and it doesn’t take an idiot to do the math and realize

it breaks him even more because she kept it and he didn’t even know

it takes a lot of persuading and a lot of lost trust needed to be rebuilt, but she eventually does come back

she loves him even if he fucked up

many months later, things are back to normal- somewhat

they now have a little tiny munchikin :oo

Saeyoung

big big oof

see now saeyoung,,, saeyoung just fucked up really

he knows it too when he wakes up the next morning and he’s not in the same bed and you aren’t around

and the girl next to him is totally unregistered in his mind and he knows nothing

but unlike the others, saeyoung would probably say something and knowing him, make a small (or large, depending on how he views the situation) deal out of it

either way, mc would be pissed

because last week she found out she was pregnant with his child

so tears running down her face, she actually begins to pack right in front of his eyes

now he’s breaking down, begging her to stop and beginning to cry

he even goes to grab her hand but she yanks it and slaps him right across the face

“don’t fucking touch me, who knows where those hands have been.” she most likely snarled under her breath because WOO she’s upset.

they don’t have a lot of pictures to begin with, so she doesn’t worry about those. she doesn’t even bother with his phone

as she’s leaving she turns, goes to grab his hand

he thinks she might change her mind or something to keep her from leaving

but it’s actually just her phone and a sad and broken smile

me rn: nsgrejghkjfjhdfkhdk

and then she just.. leaves. and he can’t track her, he can’t do anything

saeyoung goes… completely opposite

he grows distant with the rfa, and he gets harsh and more cold

jaehee is a CONCERN MOM

thankfully, she has her ways, and her and mc were always close

so she finds where mc is staying (with her parents) and calls

basically she explains and like, begs mc to at least come over

mc can’t really say no. she loves saeyoung and she adores jaehee

so she does, arrives to his place and everything

before she can enter the arabic thing, it opens and seven’s there with tears and almost trips when he bends over and apologizes

like. a lot.

mc got to like 100 before she told him to stop

they talk, obviously, about them and about her baby

yes, saeyoung it’s yours

he’s mixed with sadness and so much joy

months down the road, you guys are better and with a little baby

mc doesn’t regret coming back to saeyoung thank god

Jihyun Kim

oh boy.

now, see here

jihyun probably just did a small fuckity uppity.

basically, he went to a photo contest and won, so a lot of girls were on him

and drinks were there

and it went from 1 drink, to 2, to 5.

it didn’t go well, especially when mc had traveled all her way to surprise jihyun with her pregnancy test

so when she arrives at his hotel and finds it unlocked with clothes scattered everywhere, her heart drops

then switches to angry like nu-uh hunny no one cheats on me

she walks into the bedroom and tosses clothing at v, giving him a startling wakeup

she’s yelling and ranting and then finally tosses her phone and pregnancy test

“hope you’re happy” is the last thing she says before slamming the door and leaving

v is.. DISTRESS.

he chases after her, lotsa stumbling and half nakedness too.

but she’s already out of the building

she thankfully gets a ride and manages to find a hotel to stay at

she doesn’t talk to anyone, so v has to suffice for the explanation

it doesn’t go so well either with the group

just like the previous ones, they’re upset and angry

mc definitely never deserved that

and v knows that

so he takes it into his own hand. he doesn’t return, but literaly S E A R C H E S for mc

day and night

it’s becoming draining, and he’s using her phone and only the memories of her to help him

and eventually he finds her

and he’s just, so awful and distressed mc has to double take

“what are you doing v?” and he just, breaks down apologizing

he’s crying, it’s some nasty crying too

he’s begging for her forgiveness, down on his knees and grabbing his hands

mc doesn’t really know what to do,,, honestly

she’s so conflicted? but she knows he loves her and she loves him

so with hesitant moving, she bends down and just,,, hugs him

and if you’ve ever seen someone breaking down worse but because they’re so happy

yeah that’s v lole

they end up staying at the hotel a bit longer to detress and later on, have their baby!!! its very cute and i love v thanks

Saeran

why.

okay so,, i imagine he met them from mint eye? just a friend that also got out of mint eye too?

(oops spoilers)

so anyways they start messaging after saeran and mc start dating and saeran is a bit clueless

until she shows up at their literal house and comes and is like

“mmm yes saeran” and he’s like “nOoOoo!”

but for plot yea it happened

can you tell im tired

anyways so he wakes up and he realizes and he’s just,,,so guilty

but like saeyoung he’d tell mc

but he’d make it very blunt, yet very emotional so mc is a very big ????????????????

she’s so hurt and so angry, especially after coming back from the doctors

but she can’t just,, leave the two siblings alone

so she ops for the couch, even though saeyoung is confused

when he finds out though he’s so concerned, especially because later during the night he sees saeran occasionally pop his head out to stare at mc who was asleep on the couch

“dude, you fucked up” “it wasn’t my fault?” “????????????”

so saeyoung and him talk about it

yes, saeran was guilty for going through it, but saeran hasn’t exactly been used to all this

mc had to understand this, and saeyoung was sure she did

but despite his efforts, saeran and mc can just... not talk

mc’s to upset and bothered about something, and saeran doesn’t just understand

so when saeyoung finally forces them (with a bit of exasperated yelling)

mc blurts out “im pregnant”

silence.

saeran just... stares? “is it mine?”

“of course it is you dimwit.”

that breaks a bit of tension because she laughd and saeran cracks a much needed smile

so they do talk

saeran explains his point and mc explains her point

they eventually understand, and comfort each other

mc goes over to hug and saeran’s just... smiling and saeyoung feels proud

and proud of himself but yknow

later on they have a cute little brown haired baby with orange eyes and theyre so cute!!!!

HEY GUYS!!! IM BACK!! I took a severe long hiatus because I lost interest in Mystic Messenger, but recently got the game again and here I am!! I hope you all haven’t missed me to much.

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ee1af · 5 years

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You first met Jimin with your best friend Jungkook at a party. It was the farewell party of your senior Yoongi, who had helped you alot through your years in college. He was transferring to another country along with his family and requested you to especially attend the night. So you did.

You didn't really like parties and had zero experience as to what you should wear. So you ended up wearing a golden turtle neck sweater paired with dark high-waisted jeans and heels. Your hair was tucked in a high pony tail and gold earrings adorned your ears.

The party was held outdoors of a luxurious hotel since yoongi was quite rich. Entering the venue, you felt awkward with all the stares from random strangers, but immediately spotted jungkook. However, he wasn't alone, but had a rather handsome company with him.

As you approached them, jungkook's face lit up at the sight of you, but suddenly started laughing, saying,

"Oh my God y/n! Don't you have any party clothes? I could've bought you some."

The handsome guy beside him smirked at you and you felt your cheeks redden with embarrassment. You remembered seeing him at jungkook's place once.

Jungkook was right. Everyone except you was dressed in formal attires; pencil skirts with button-up shirts, elegant dresses, gowns and suits. But did you care?

"Jungoo, you know that I don't give a fuck about clothes. Besides, it's my first time attending a party so kindly shut the fuck up." You said - annoyed.

The handsome guy laughed at your sarcasm and Jungkook felt the need to introduce you both.

"Oh y/n! This is an old friend of mine, Jimin." You smiled at him; his name suited him perfectly. "And Jiminsii.. This is the girl I've been telling you about." Jimin smirked at you and offered his hand for you to shake. "Nice to meet you y/n," his voice was smooth as honey.

"Same here Jimin," you said and shook his small hand with yours. You wondered what did Jungkook tell him about you.

The party was going pretty well and you gave Yoongi the gift you'd brought for him. "Haha y/n. I've never seen you dress up like this. You look so cute aegoo." He squeezed your cheeks while making fun of you. You just rolled your eyes playfully at him.

Since jungkook was mostly busy with jimin, you spent your time drinking. Yes, you loved alcohol and had quite a high tolerance. Which is why after chugging a whole bottle, you felt just a little bit tipsy. But it was enough for you to trip on your high heels as you tried getting up. Jimin, who was glancing at your side from time to time, immediately made his way towards you. He helped you get up, supporting you in his strong arms. You muttered a quiet thank you as you rested your head on his shoulder. Jimin, upon seeing your messed up state, glanced back at jungkook; who only gave him a nod and a thumbs-up. He took you to his hotel room; since he had only come for a few days from Seoul, and was staying there for the night.

He gently laid you on the King- sized bed and took off your heels. All the while, you couldn't help but stare at his face and wonder how could someone be this handsome. You didn't know if it was the alcohol or the sudden undeniable attraction for the man in front of you, but you held his hand in yours.

You let out a low "jimin".

Jimin's eyes widened at the sight of your entwined hands. You looked so vulnerable and submissive that he couldn't help but think of all the things he could do to you. But he did not. He didn't want to take advantage of a girl in her drunken state, let alone his friend's best friend.

"Y/n... You should sleep now." He gave you a half smile and left the room.

You sighed. You weren't that drunk to be taken advantage of. One thing you found utterly sexy was jimin's intimidating stares that could kill people. He kept looking at you throughout the time you'd been drinking and you had caught him a few times but he looked away immediately. Strange.

Well, you tried dozing off but could not. Thoughts of jimin clouded your mind and you just wanted him to be there. You checked your phone only to find jungkook's numerous texts asking if you were okay. You smiled as you read them; your best friend certainly was the best.

But there were messages from another number too, so you checked.

Unknown: hey y/n...

Unknown: it's me jimin.

Unknown: dw I'm not a stalker. Jk gave me your number.

Unknown: well, just wanted to tell that the medicines are in the left drawer. And if you need anything else, you can call back.. sleep well!

As much as you were loving the attention from this attractive stranger, you couldn't tell why he was being so nice to you. And what did jungkook tell him about you? Anyway, you replied.

Y/n✨: thankyou for the concern jiminsii... but im not that drunk to need medicines.

Y/n✨: also, tell jungkook im alright:)

Jimin replied immediately.

Hotstranger: jungkook just left. But I'll inform him.

Hotstranger: you don't need to go home. Sleep. I'll be back soon.

You blushed at how domestic that sounded. You imagined jimin saying that to you and somehow it looked so sexy.

But what did he mean by I'll be back soon? Was he staying there too? On the same fuckin bed? It was an expensive hotel and of course he was not gonna pay for another room. Besides, you honestly did not mind a hot stranger sleeping by your side anyway.

A few minutes later, you heard the door creak and someone -well - jimin entered the room. You shut your eyes immediately, and your heart was thudding in your chest. He went to the bathroom to change. When he came back, he sat at the far side of the large bed, busying himself on his phone. You couldn't help but flutter your eyes open, only to see jimin wearing a white t-shirt with black sweatpants, hung low at his hips. The shirt was almost see-through and a bit damp at places. You could see his stomach through it.

"Uh..jimin?" You startled jimin with your voice and he practically jumped, but composed himself quickly.

"W-what? I thought you were asleep." He scratched his neck shyly.

You chuckled at how cute he looked. "Can you please lend me some of your clothes? Mine are too uncomfortable to sleep in."

"Yeah, sure."

Jimin went to his closet and picked a loose white button-up and shorts. You thanked him and went to his bathroom.

When you were done, you peeked out of the door and said, "umm.. The shorts were too loose for me so ..umm.. I only wore the shirt. Thank you again."

"No it's okay y/n." Jimin's eyes subtly followed your exposed legs as you make your way to your side of bed. You plopped down on the bed and got into the sheets. God! Everything smelt of jimin's intoxicating odour. Was it his shampoo, body wash or just his natural vanilla smell? You couldn't figure out. All you knew was that it aroused you in so many ways. You didn't know how you'd ended up in this awfully attractive man's bed, but your drinking proved to be a blessing in disguise.

Jimin put his phone on the side table, shaking the bed as he got under the sheets too. He couldn't bring himself to sleep. Not when you-his crush for quite a long time-were laying beside him, in his shirt.

Jungkook had wanted you both to meet up and spend some time together. Both jimin and you were single and workaholics. So jungkook thought it would be cool if you both had a liking for each other. Besides, he was aware of jimin's small crush on you, which he had developed when he first saw you at jungkook's place.

Jungkook told jimin about your likes, dislikes, and how you were totally different from other girls.

Jimin kept rejecting girls, proly because of his busyness in work. You on the other hand, never really hung out in bars or cafes as they were not your taste. You liked libraries; and you often visited one after work. Jungkook often teased you that you'd die alone and he'd have to bury you in a library.

There was no spark in your life, but jungkook was sure no one could resist a man like jimin for long.

And so here you were, completely drunk in his intoxicating aura.

When you turned to jimin's side, your lazy eyes met his brown ones. Fuck... His eyes widened instinctively.

"Haha," you laughed dryly. "Seems like we both can't sleep tonight."

Jimin gulped. Seeing you wear his shirt was doing wonders to him.

"Y- yeah. The shirt looks really nice on you."

You blushed and looked down; only to realize how loose it really was. So much so that the collar had slipped down one of your shoulders; thereby exposing your flesh. Well, shit!

When you looked back towards jimin, you found his eyes roaming all over your body, tracing each and every curve as if memorizing them.

"Y/n," his deep voice caught you off guard. "You're not wearing a bra huh." His lustful eyes were burning holes in your body.

Suddenly you felt like a deer caught in headlights. You couldn't help but let out a moan and he hadn't even touched you yet.

"You're so hot... y/n." Jimin closed the painfully long distance between you two, placing his hand on your bare shoulder. His fingers started rubbing small circles on your skin, and nothing had ever turned you on more.

His other hand went to the nape of your neck to keep you close to him as he placed small kisses on your shoulder up to be back of your ear. Then he whispered seductively, "jungkook was right. You're fucking hot."

Wait, what?

"J-jungkook said what?" You asked, mouth agape.

Jimin chuckled darkly and whispered in your ear, "that you're hot y/n."

You could not believe your ears anymore. How could your best friend... Wait... Was he deliberately trying to hook you both? Did he want this too?

You looked back at jimin, who was staring intently at you. His jaw tightened when you bit at your bottom lip and he closed his mouth on one of your earlobes. He licked the soft flesh, swiping his skillful tongue down your neck. You let out a whimper as your hands tugged at his blonde locks. You felt so vulnerable under his seductive gaze; it left an aching in your heart. Never had anyone made you feel that way in such a short period of time. Jimin's teasingly slow tongue finally reached your bare shoulder; where he started sucking and biting on your flesh. You let out soft, pleasurable moans near his ear, tugging on his hair harder. He let go of your shoulder and shifted his eyes to look at yours.

Damn.

His sweaty damp T-shirt was pressed to his chiseled body and you could see his chest and abs through it. You gasped when his hand went to the neck of your-his- shirt and unbuttoned a few buttons. He started kissing your collarbone; open-mouthed kisses that made your breathing shallower. Jimin slowly made his way down to the beginning of the curve of your breast; stroking the soft skin with his plump lips. Slowly, he pinned you down on the matrice; hands on your hips as he got on top of you. The soft creaking of the bed made your insides flutter.

Jimin looked straight into your widened eyes; studying the features of your face. He then dipped his head into the crook of your neck, whispering near your ear sensually,

"you make it so difficult for me babygirl. I couldn't stop staring at you through out the party"

You whimpered at the nickname; clutching his T-shirt tightly.

"Mhm... what will I tell jungkook now.. huh? That I fucked his best friend?" Jimin softly kissed your earlobe; his actions and words contradicting.

You kissed his jaw; arms wrapped around his neck as you whispered against his skin,

"I don't care what you tell him. I just care about what you might do to me."

Jimin practically shuddered at your words; while retracting his head from your neck and looking at you.

"Y-you're so irresistible baby. I swear I could make you cum for days." He leaned in to kiss your lips, lips just brushing yours as his hot breath teased you.

"Then...then do it jimin. Don't stop."

Your lips met his in a hot, messy kiss. His tongue swiped over your bottom lip and you gave him entrance. Jimin's skilled tongue tasted you like a cannibal; your hot moans swallowed by his mouth.

Your hands made their way under his shirt, feeling the muscles of his back tighten. You slowly lifted his shirt and jimin threw it off. His melanin skin looked ethereal in the moonlight coming from the thin curtains and your fingers roamed all around his body in a feather-like movement.

Jimin shuddered and unbuttoned the rest of your shirt buttons in one smooth motion.

"You're so beautiful," jimin whispered; taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You moaned at his wet lips exploring every crevice of your body. One of his hand gripped your thigh, traveling upwards to your silk panties. Jimin's fingers worked their way inside and removed the piece of clothing in a single tug.

You wrapped your legs around his tiny waist; one hand at the nape of his neck and the other tugging on his smooth hair. Jimin put his hand on your shoulder now, slowly moving it over the length of your arm upto your hand. The silky fabric on your arms dropping swiftly as he did it to the other arm too. His smooth movements made you shiver vulnerably.

Jimin got off of you and took off his sweatpants. You could see the outline of his painful bulge through his grey boxers. Your hands instinctively went to his length and started palming him over the way-too- tight fabric. He groaned and removed your hand; getting rid of his boxers too.

Jimin's weight was back on you as his fingers found your entrance. You whimpered at his thick finger thrusting into your hole; stretching. The cold metal of his ring caused heat to erupt in your stomach.

He adjusted his length to your entrance; looking at you in desperation.

"Y/n, are you on birth control?"

"Yes." You nodded.

Jimin entered you in a single thrust of his hips, letting you adjust to his size. His throbbing length filled you completely, causing a strangled moan to erupt from your throat.

"Ah.. y-you're so fucking tight baby.. Fuck."

Jimin's deep-ass voice made your insides turn.

"J-jimin.. you can move now." He nodded and started thrusting in you, his pace getting faster with every moan coming from your mouth. He started kissing the crook of your neck, breathing heavily near your ear. You tugged at his hair harder with every thrust.

"F-faster... please," you breathed. Jimin obliged and started thrusting into you at a wild pace. You could feel your orgasm building inside you.

"Mhmm.. is it enough for you babygirl?" he whispered deeply in your ear; kissing it several times. You nodded, unable to form any coherent words in your state of pure bliss.

Suddenly, jimin's phone went off. You whined when he stopped his movements to pick up his phone from the nightstand. "Fuck..It's jungkook," jimin said looking at you. He picked up the call immediately. "Hey jungkook...y-yeah.. She's alright now." You started teasing jimin by moving your fingers along his chest and abdomen. He glared at you.

"Sh-she's asleep... yeah."

You wanted to get a reaction out of him and started thrusting your hips upwards, taking him deeper than ever. Jimin's moans were threatening to erupt but he managed. He placed a finger on your lips to keep you from making any sound; but you knew better. You licked his finger and started sucking on it; meanwhile looking jimin in the eye. You could feel his breathing become shallower and you smirked; he was falling apart..

"N-nothing jungkook.. really.. I'm alright... just.. just tired." Before you could do anything further, he said, "and yeah... your best friend is fucking hot."

Your breath hitched and you chocked on your air. You could hear jungkook chuckle at this, causing jimin to smirk widely at you. Jungkook is so dead you thought.

Jimin ended the call and threw his phone aside. His eyes bore into yours, holding a fierce glow.

"You almost got us caught y/n. Or shall I call you..y/n slut?"

His deep voice caused goose bumps all over your body. He leaned in and placed his tongue flat on your throat; licking and sucking the tender skin there. He thrusted his cock deep into you, making you clutch his shoulder blades for support. Your nails dug into his smooth tanned skin, leaving red marks. You moaned his name as the thrusts got more rough. "J-jimin I'm close." You were so close to your edge, you could feel it in your bones. Hearing you moan like this, his thrusts got faster and faster; until waves of euphoria erupted from your body, making you shiver under him. Jimin came undone soon after, spilling his seed inside you.

You both stayed like that for a while; sweaty bodies pressed together as you caught your breath. Jimin got off of you and laid by your side, arms secured around your tired form.

"That was amazing," you mumbled in his heaving chest. "Mhm.." His head lay in the crook of your neck as he played with you hair. "Next time.. I would really make you cum for days y/n."

His words made your insides tingle with excitement. Would there be a next time? "Then I'll look forward to it jimin." You put your arms around his neck and stared into his brown eyes; that you've come to love. "Sure you would," he said as he cut the distance and attached his lips to yours, kissing you softly. You kissed him back, as you put your fingers in his unfairly silky hair. This was undoubtedly the best aftercare ever, and you were looking forward to more of these with jimin. But since that night, you never saw him again. Maybe he went back to Seoul? Or God knows where. But you missed your hot stranger a lot.

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