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Making Room

Warnings: See Making Room master post for warnings.

Summary: Ciri's big day out.

Chapter 15

Ciri was exhausted and sore, and very ready to go home. She’d had… fun with Irene and Lisa, but she wasn’t used to not curling up with her daddy after so many orgasms. By the time the lesson had ended, she missed him fiercely.

She was also… she didn’t know. She felt kinda… off.

She knew her dad trusted Irene and Charlie, and Lisa was really funny and sweet and excited to get to know her. They’d gotten to spend a lot of time in the boudoir playing dress up and drinking fancy tea. Lisa had a huge crush on her daddy, that much was obvious. He was almost all she asked about.

Ciri felt a little sorry for her, if she was being honest. Charlie and Irene were nice, but Charlie wasn’t exactly handsome. He was super funny and made sure the girls were comfortable and enjoying themselves. Practically everything he said could make you laugh. But he was bald and had an ugly mustache and was even shorter than Irene. If Moussack had shown her a picture of Charlie instead of Geralt all those months ago, she was sure she would have felt disappointed. So she definitely didn’t blame Lisa for being so interested in her dad, and she thought it was kinda cute.

Okay. Maybe she totally, definitely, felt 100% smug that her daddy was a total hottie that her new friend was crushing on hard.

Hanging out with Lisa and playing dress up in the boudoir had been fun, even though she missed Julian. He would have had a great time making them laugh and taking pictures.

Lisa, Charlie, and Irene were considered family too, everyone had told her. But it was the first time she’d done anything like what came after the game of dress up away from her daddy or brother.

They’d spent their lesson in a room that looked a bit like a dance studio. One wall was made entirely of mirrors with a barre like she’d seen ballerinas use. But the floor was more like a tumbling floor gymnasts used, soft and kind of bouncy. There were two black, half circles of foam furniture (she thought they must be furniture anyway, she wasn’t sure, they were kind of on the small side) on the floor in front of the mirrors, and next to them had been two matching, black, square storage ottomans.

Ciri had felt nervous about getting naked, but she felt stupid for it. Her dad obviously thought she was mature enough for this since he hadn't even bothered to ask if she felt nervous. That must have meant he trusted her to handle it. So it was stupid of her to tremble as she took her clothes off in front of Charlie and Irene. Lisa seemed totally fine. Excited , even.

Her friend showed her a little cubby where she could put her things, and Ciri wrapped her arms around herself and shivered as they waited for instructions while the adults started unpacking toys from the ottomans. Like the kind of toys she played with at home with her dad and brother.

They’d bought those toys from Katy’s , she scolded herself, so why did she suddenly feel nervous seeing them now?

“Okay, dears- oh, Ciri, are you cold?” Irene looked up with her kind, brown eyes and smiled at Ciri sympathetically.

“Just a bit,” Ciri nodded, unable to help from squirming.

“I’ll crank the heater up a bit, but you won’t need it after a few minutes, I promise you that. But let us know, both of you, if you get overheated or still feel too cold, okay?”

Both girls nodded. “Charlie is going to get Lisa started, and I’ll be right back with some towels and bottles of water. Just sit tight.”

Ciri stood there awkwardly and watched.

“Alright sweetheart,” Charlie chirped. He rifled through the contents in the ottoman before he finally pulled out a purple, silicon dildo that was attached to a flat, rectangle base and handed it to Lisa. Lisa placed it on top of one of the little half-circle pieces of furniture and slathered it in the lube her dad passed to her next.

“We’ll work you up again this time since Ciri is here, and you can demonstrate for her, okay Lis?”

Lisa nodded and positioned herself over the dildo and chair (of sorts. It was like a saddle, Ciri realized). Instead of impaling herself on the dildo, though, she sat behind it and squirmed to get comfortable, nestling her clit right up to it and making a face at the cold lube.

Ciri was mystified, but her questions were answered as soon as Charlie grabbed a remote with some buttons and dials on it and flipped it to “on”.

A loud buzzing filled the room - she could feel it in the floor, it was that strong, and Lisa whimpered and doubled over.

“Ah ah, come on now Lisa,” Charlie chided her, “you’re supposed to be showing Ciri your good form. Sit up straight, please.”

And so Ciri realized what the day had in store for her .

By now, after she’d come from just the vibrating, then several times with the smallest dildo inside her, she just… she wanted a hug. And it’s not like they hadn’t been super nice to her and made sure she was comfortable. What was almost worse was that she hadn’t ever come as hard as the Sybian made her, and that made her feel guilty, for some reason. It was just… weird. Like, after she got started, it hadn’t bothered her letting Irene and Charlie watch her on the machine and give her instructions, and she’d wanted it once she realized how good it made her pussy feel… but… for some reason as she sat in the living room with Lisa waiting for her daddy to pick her up, she felt like she wanted to cry.

The Sybians were a lot of fun, she reminded herself sternly, and she hoped her daddy would get her one. She was also really excited to show Geralt what Irene had taught her, confident she was picking up on the techniques faster than Lisa, and she was older than Ciri. Soon she’d look just like Julian did when he rode daddy, really sexy and cool, and she’d make her daddy come a whole bunch. So much he wouldn’t ever have a reason to say no to her. Maybe she could even show off at the next family gathering, and Aiden could see how good at sex she’d gotten, even though she’d only lost her virginity a little while ago.

It was probably like this because this was her first time without any of them at Katy’s . It was kinda like that stupid feeling she used to get. No reason to listen to it or get upset or freak out. Whenever she did, it caused a lot of trouble and made her daddy sad. And she wanted to be able to go home after a whole day out and away from them with her head held high, without having caused a disaster. She wanted to make them proud.

When the knock came at the door, she forgot her manners and shot up off the couch. She ran to the door to open it, ready to throw herself into her daddy’s arms.

But it wasn’t her dad. It was Aiden… and Uncle Lambert.

“Hey cuz! Surprise!”

She didn’t want to be rude, but she knew her confusion must have shown on her face.

“Ciri? You okay?” Aiden asked.

“Is that your dad? Oh! Lambert! What a surprise! How good to see you!” Charlie cried jovially as he walked into the living room.

“Hey Charlie. Geralt is having Julian’s nipples pierced and the appointment is taking a while, so he asked me to come pick up Princess here,” her Uncle Lambert said, winking at her before taking Charlie’s hand and shaking it. Ciri blushed. Aiden was grinning at her, looking her up and down with a strange look on his face she hadn’t ever seen him give her before.

“Have a good lesson, cuz?” he asked conspiratorially.

She nodded, looking at the floor, suddenly feeling shy on top of still wishing her dad was here.

“Make sure she hydrates, for heavens’ sake,” Charlie reminded them, handing Ciri her coat from the coat rack. “She worked awful hard today! We look forward to seeing you next time, Ciri.”

Ciri looked up and smiled at Charlie and nodded, taking the water bottle the quirky shop owner gave her. She waved at Lisa and followed her cousin and uncle out the door.

“What’s wrong, Ciri?” Lambert asked. “Don’t even try to tell me it’s nothing. I know my brothers’ kids. Here, hop in the front seat.”

“Daaaad-,” Aiden began to whine.

“Get in the back or I’m tossing you in the trunk, you brat. A gentleman always gives up the best seat for a lady.”

That brought a small smile to Ciri’s face, and she got in the car. Once they were buckled, she said, “I just miss dad. Not used to being away from him yet.”

“But you had a good time? Everyone was nice to you? Nobody did anything bad or mean?”

“No! No. Irene and Charlie are super nice, and I like Lisa a lot. It was fun. I’m just tired and wanna see dad.”

“Okay, if you’re sure,” Lambert said, starting the car and pulling away. He continued, “I hate to break it to ya, but you’re stuck with us until after dinner. But we’re not half bad, right Aidy?”

“I can’t speak for dad , Ciri, but I’m pretty badass.”

Lambert snorted.

“Gonna be okay, Ciri? You can pick what we order for dinner, just don’t expect me to cook anything unless it’s meat.”

Ciri chuckled heartlessly and tried to smother the almost desperate disappointment. “I’m fine, I promise. Thank you guys.”

“We’ll take care of you, cuz, don’t worry!”

___

Ciri hadn’t been to Uncle Lambert’s house before. It was really different from Papa Ves’ and daddy’s. Everything was really new and high tech and only, like, three colors: black, white, and gray. It was in the city proper, unlike Papa Ves and the ranch.

Rather expecting some family cuddles and pizza and a movie, Ciri was a little surprised when Lambert ordered the dinner from an app on his phone then told them he’d be in his office for a couple of hours, and not to forget to listen for the doorbell because the pizza guy would be leaving the pizza at the door.

“Sorry,” Aiden muttered, looking apologetic and offering to take her coat, like a gentleman , he’d pointed out. “There’s something really big going on at dad’s work. Next time you come over we’ll plan something fun. Dad just wasn’t expecting to have you over, is all.”

“It’s okay,” Ciri assured him.

“Wanna come to my room?”

She smiled and nodded.

Aiden’s room was cool . It was painted a different color on every wall, and each wall was covered with posters of bands and movies and models in swimsuits, men and women. He had his own flatscreen mounted on the wall opposite the bed. He had a desk with a computer and countless figurines on every surface. Julian was very neat and organized, but Aiden was wonderfully chaotic, with beads hanging from the closet door and glow in the dark stickers on the ceiling.

“Whaddya think?”

“I think… I want you to help me decorate my room next time.”

Aiden smiled at her, looking at her intently. “I like your room a lot. It’s pretty, just like you.”

Ciri bit her lip, trying not to smile back and embarrass herself.

“C’mon, wanna watch some anime?”

Ciri had hardly watched any, except she remembered Ponyo used to be her favorite movie. She wondered if that was too kiddy for 13-year-old Aiden.

He crawled onto his bed and patted the space next to him, grabbing the remote on his way. Ciri’s heart thumped in her chest and she scrambled to follow.

“So what do you like? Funny stuff? Fighting stuff? Romance stuff? Kissing stuff?”

She’d been about to say “funny”, but stopped short. “Kissing?”

“Yeah. Like hentai.”

That word sounded familiar, but she wasn’t sure what it meant.

“What’s hentai?”

“Anime porn.”

Her eyes bulged. “Really? Cartoon porn?” How bizarre, she thought. Porn had honestly been weird enough when she’d first been introduced to it, but the concept of animated porn just blew her little mind.

“Wait, but like… what is that… what-,”

“Ooooookay, I think I just answered my own question. You need to experience this for yourself. I’m gonna take off my clothes first - dad will get pissed if I make a mess in these pants.”

“Wait! You’re… but… is that… okay? Do we… have permission?”

Ciri did not like the condescending look on Aiden’s face. “Well, yeah . Don’t you get to play with Julian when your dad’s not around?”

Ciri felt so stupid, but also excited at the same time, because she was finally getting to spend time with Aiden like this. She scurried off the bed and grabbed at her clothes before really stopping to think if it was something she actually wanted to do after the day she’d just had.

Aiden grinned at her and she smiled back shyly as they climbed back into bed. She tried not to look at his cock, but then remembered what her dad had told her. It was okay to look. It was kinda the point, actually.

“Okay, much better. Gosh I sure do have the prettiest little cousin ever. Julian is so freakin’ lucky, that jerk .”

Ciri scoffed. “Whatever.” She couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“Alright… lets see…” Aiden muttered as he browsed titles. “Nothing traumatizing, so definitely not Ninja Scroll… no tentacles so no Bible Black… fucking hate that animation studio, skip please… OOH. This one is cute.”

Actually, it had been extremely boring in Ciri’s opinion. Well, the parts where the guy had sex with the little boy was… interesting, but other than that, it was, like, the most boring thing she’d ever watched. Definitely a no the next time Aiden suggested Boku no Pico .

“Yeah, okay, not my best idea. Sorry, that one makes me horny, but it’s not exactly exciting. Wanna make out now?”

Ciri’s eyes betrayed her hesitation.

“I mean, you don’t have to, cuz. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-,”

“No! No, don’t say that. I just… Today was the first time I’d really left the house by myself and… done, like, the things we do… with other people.”

“Pffft. Charlie and Irene are family! ”

“I KNOW , I’m just getting used to it all, jeez!” Ciri shot back, feeling inordinately defensive. “Before today it’s just been me and Julian and Daddy. I didn’t mean to act weird about it. I’m sorry. But I really want to. If you want to.”

“It’s okay,” Aiden reassured her. “I get it. It’s a lot. Can I do anything to help?”

Ciri thought her cousin was being sincere, that he really did want to help her. He looked like he did anyway. More than anything, though, she didn’t want to need help.

“Kiss me?” she asked bravely.

Aidn grinned. “Don’t even need to ask, cuz.”

Aiden wasn’t actually as good at kissing as Julian was, Ciri was surprised to realize, but for some reason it was still really exciting to be doing it. It wasn’t like he was bad either. Before she knew it, he was pushing her onto her back and rubbing his hands all over her.

“Come on, cuz, touch me back,” he encouraged her, so she did, though she wasn’t sure what to do, exactly. Daddy and Julian had always managed to keep her so overwhelmed she only ever just laid there unless she was following a specific instruction, like to suck daddy’s cock, or hold her legs open for them, or get on her hands and knees and stick out her tongue.

Suddenly she felt a jolt of insecurity. Had she been doing a bad job? Is that why her dad had sent her to lessons? Humiliation flooded her but she tried to stay focused.

Soon Aiden was kissing down her neck, down to her breasts, where she’d fantasized plenty about him kissing her, but now she couldn’t even enjoy it as he lathed his tongue around her nipples and rubbed his stiff cock on her thigh. She felt miserable and just wanted it over with.

“Hey. You okay?”

Ciri sniffed and nodded but couldn’t keep the tears from welling up. Great. Now was ruining her first time making out with her cousin she’d had a crush on from day one.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Am I making you upset?”

She shook her head stubbornly and ignored the tears that fell. “No. I’m fine. Don’t stop.”

“You sure?”

She nodded again, turning her head to face the wall.

“Okay, if you’re sure. Um… if you want, I can make it real fast if you let me put it in you.”

Ciri whipped her head back to look at him. “We can do that?”

“Why not? And it might make you feel better.”

Ciri considered for a moment, still not entirely believing they were actually allowed to have sex without a grown up around. Geralt had told her it was okay to want it with other people, had even straight up asked her if she did.

“You’re sure?” she asked. “We won’t get in trouble?”

“Naaaah,” Aiden assured her. “What do you think? Then we can hurry up and see if the pizza is here.”

She blinked a couple times, then nodded. “Okay.”

Aiden grinned and quickly wormed his hand between them, prodding at her pussy to test her slickness. Satisfied, he shoved her legs apart with his knees, lined himself up, and thrust in.

‘AH!” she hissed. She was plenty wet, of course, couldn’t not be after the day she’d had, but she’d forgotten she was sore and the idea of another orgasm did not excite her. Thankfully Aiden wasn’t big like her daddy, but it still felt tender.

Aiden groaned.

“Oooooh, sorry, too fast... Aaaaa haaah fuck, cuz…. ungh…. Uncle Geralt’s right, your pussy’s amazing ,” Aiden declared with starry eyes as he held himself up over her. “Don’t tell her, but your tits are so much better than Deeds.”

That certainly pleased her.

“This won’t take long, just-,”

Aiden started to thrust. It wasn’t very good - he wasn’t big enough for her to feel full like her daddy made her, which meant he couldn’t press all the good spots inside of her. And she was so sore, even bumping up against her clit as he bottomed out stung more than it felt good.

She remembered his request to do something other than lay there , so she ran her hands along his stomach and tweaked his nipples, closing her eyes and wincing with each thrust, hoping he’d finish quickly.

He did.

“Ah fuck, ah fuck, ah fuck Ciri AH! YEAH!”

He stilled and Ciri sighed in relief.

Suddenly the door burst open and her uncle was hollering, “WHAT IN THE HELLS IS GOING ON IN HERE?!”

___

“Ciri, look at me. Look at me,” her uncle commanded. She raised her head and looked at him through bleary eyes as she wrapped the blanket tightly around herself.

“ I’m sorry . I’m sorry I yelled. I’m sorry I got angry. I’m sorry I scared you. You’re not in trouble and you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Lambert had had a feeling Ciri might react like this, but he’d gone through with it anyway. He’d hoped for a little more resilience, but he could still work with this. Geralt would be handling most of this mess anyway. His hands were clean as soon as he dumped the little girl back with his brother.

More tears fell and Ciri nodded. He definitely wasn’t going to get to eat her out tonight, damn it.

“Your cousin… Aiden is a real fucking brat sometimes. He’s been obsessed with you since Geralt brought you home, and I should have kept a better eye on him. Yes, the kids are allowed to have sex when we’re not in the room, but that’s because they have plenty of experience-,”

Ciri winced.

“- and Aiden took advantage of you. Plain and simple. He… he wasn’t trying to hurt you, Ciri. He wanted to do the thing we all do with each other to show each other how much we love one another.”

Ugh. Geralt better be grateful Lambert respected him so fucking much. This speech made him want to strangle something.

“He lied to get his way because he’s an impatient little prick. Do you understand me, honey? You are not in trouble. You did not do anything wrong.”

Ciri sobbed and nodded, and Lambert rolled his eyes and sighed, resigned to the fact that he was going to have to fucking hug this kid in order to get her out the door.

___

Geralt did not look pleased when he dropped Ciri off, but Lambert shrugged it off. Maybe if he’d let Aiden make his precious princess come they would have had a different result. He’d agreed to it in the first place, so he could deal with the bullshit.

Lambert was taking Aiden home to fuck his brains out for doing his job fucking perfectly . He was so godsdamned proud of that kid.

___

With Coen gone and Julian passed out, Geralt had used his free time to pull up the feed to Lambert’s house.

Watching Aiden selfishly use his daughter to get off had been very hot. The look on his baby’s face as she resigned herself to being a hole for her cousin, turning her head away as tears fell down her cheeks, stirred something dark and familiar by now in his chest that curled heavily in his belly. Aiden had moved on top of her smaller, naked body with no real skill or consideration. He sorely wished he could put videos of this on the dark web. He wanted others to see how perfect she was, how he’d managed to bend her to this reality of theirs, according to his will, in such a short amount of time.

Lovely as that whole scene had been, Lambert handled his part with all his typical bull-in-a-china-shop grace. Ciri was going to require some major aftercare, which always meant it would be harder for him to have his needs met. But if he put in some fucking effort , unlike Lambert , he could stabilize her and still get what he wanted.

She wouldn’t look him in the eye as she shuffled inside, instead just sidling up to him and burying her face in his chest.

He raised an eyebrow at Lambert and nodded as the man shrugged, leaving without a word.

“Come on, Ciri. Let's talk in your bedroom.”

She nodded, still not looking at him, and followed him dully upstairs.

He sat her on the edge of the bed and made a pretend show of sending a text in front of her, before he grabbed the chair to her vanity and sat himself down in front of her.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?”

She burst into tears and Geralt scooched the chair forward as close as he could, wrapping his arms around her to comfort her.

“It’s okay, Ciri. Take your time.”

She told her story in fits and bursts in between bouts of crying.

She ended it in an apology, wailing about how sorry she was.

Geralt rocked her for a little while, then got her some water and tissues, and peppered her with kisses as all the energy left her.

She looked almost ready to sleep, and that was when Geralt gently sat her back up off his chest, and stroked her arms affectionately before squeezing them and sitting back. This time he made sure she made eye contact.

“There is no way to know all the rules from day one, Ciri. No one expects you to be perfect - even though you’ll always be perfect to daddy. You broke a rule today, and I’m very disappointed, and I know Julian is going to be very sad. You know he starts to feel insecure around Aiden, and he’d really been hoping he could have sex with you next. And now Aiden’s gone and swiped that out from under him.”

Ciri’s face scrunched up as she nodded, more tears leaking out that he quickly dabbed away.

“Ciri, you must remember that I am your father, I am the one who guides you and teaches you and gives you permission when you need it. I think you must have forgotten that today-,”

“I’m so sorry daddy-,”

“Shh shh shh, its okay. Everyone makes mistakes. And this is not an unforgivable mistake, my love. Not at all. Okay? So if you have stupid thoughts in that pretty little head of yours that I don’t love you anymore, or love you less, or are going to send you away, knock it off.”

He gave her a critical look. She sniffed and nodded. “Okay.”

“Good. Now, there’s only one right way to handle our mistakes, Ciri, and that is to face them. If you make a mistake, whether you meant to or not, whether you knew you were doing it, the only way you can show me, or your Papa Ves, or your uncles, that you understand your mistake and will do your best to never do it again, and that you’re sorry and love us, is to accept your punishment. Accept your punishment and do it well . If you cannot do that, then that tells us you don’t care about us, or how we feel about what you did.”

He let that sink in for a moment. Ciri looked fearful, certainly. Fearful of the punishment, yes, but also a fear of not conforming to the family’s expectations. Fear as being perceived as uncaring, unworthy to be with them.

“Wh-what… will my punishment be? More spanking?”

Geralt shook his head. “No. In fact, I think I’ll need to spend the night and morning thinking it over, maybe see what your grandfather thinks.”

Ciri winced and hung her head.

“In the meantime, I want you to take a shower and get some rest. Charlie told me it was a very energetic session, and after everything at your Uncle Lambert’s, I’m sure you’re ready to get to bed. I’ve gone ahead and texted Eskel to come over with Deidre so you can get straight to sleep.”

“What?” Ciri snapped, looking at Geralt as if he’d just struck her.

“I really think it’s best if you let your body rest, honey.”

“But-but-,” she began to breathe too quickly and tears sprung back into her eyes. “But that’s not fair! I’ve been away from you all day and having sex with Aidy wasn’t even my fault and now you want to have sex with Deidre more than me because I’m a bad girl and I’m bad at it! ”

Ciri threw herself back on her bed and buried her head in her arms, wailing and sobbing incoherently.

Geralt went to her bedside, sat down, and rubbed his hand along her back.

“Sweetie, you’re not a bad girl, you just did a bad thing , and no one said you were bad at sex, Ciri. Did they? Did someone tell you that at Katy’s , or did Aiden-,”

“No!” she screamed into the pillow and angrily pounded the bed with her small fist, and Geralt had to admit he flinched a little.

He gave her a moment to breathe before he pushed on. “Then why did you say that? Sweetie? Can you please pull your face out of your pillow? You need to breathe clear when you’re this upset.”

Ciri twisted around and sat up angrily, her arms clenched tightly around her middle, hair hiding her face. She still wouldn’t look at him.

“You didn’t have to say it. It’s why you sent me to lessons . I just… I only ever lay there!” she shouted. “And I can’t do it and be sexy like Julian and Aiden, even Deidre is better than me and she really does just lay there!” She was screaming at this point.

“That’s enough, Ciri!” Geralt barked.

That snapped her out of it, and she finally looked at him, devastated.

“I know you’re upset but don’t turn your anger on your little cousin. She worships you and she doesn’t deserve unkindness.”

Ciri sniffed, hiccuping occasionally as she sat there. Geralt wanted to make sure she didn’t have anything else to say. After she remained silent for a few good minutes, he asked, “Ciri, have I ever told you I don’t think you’re good at sex?”

“...no.”

“And no one else has said anything like that, right?”

“Uncle Lambert said the other kids had more experience.”

“Because they do,” he replied gently.

He took a deep breath before he lied his ass off.

“Sex isn’t about being “good”, Ciri. It’s how we show each other we love each other. And when you start out for the first time, just like with our family rules, you can’t know everything from day one. You learn the more we teach you, the more you do it. No one is angry or judging you or dislikes you because you just started learning. In fact, having sex with someone who is new at it is its own kind of sexy. I promise you, fucking you for the first time, and each time since, has only been amazing for me. You feel amazing, Ciri, you look so pretty underneath me, and I love the way my baby girl tastes and sounds. Yes, for now, it’s easy to let me and Julian take charge, and we enjoy doing it. Eventually, though, even you are going to get bored with that. You’re going to want to try new things. And you have to be taught those things and it takes time for anyone to get good at anything . So I accepted Irene’s offer of lessons - that’s right, it wasn’t my idea . But I accepted them because I thought it was a good chance for you to spend time with Lisa, and figured you’d have fun learning something new.”

Ciri slowly looked up, peeking at him shyly through red rimmed eyes. She croaked, “Really?”

Geralt nodded. “Really. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad about yourself, sweetie. And you don’t have to go back for more lessons if it makes you unhappy.”

That was an empty promise, but he already knew how this was going to play out.

“No, no,” she was stumbling to reassure him, crawling over to him and into his lap and he welcomed her. “I’m sorry daddy. I wanna do it. I promise. Today was just really hard for some reason.”

“Tell you what. I’ll go with you for your next lesson, how’s that sound, hm?”

“I’d really like that daddy. The whole time I just wanted you there to touch you and I couldn’t. I think that just made me sad, and by the time I got to Uncle Lambert’s…”

“It’s okay sweetie. We don’t have to talk about it anymore.”

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby?”

“Do you have to call Deidre over? I really want to have sex with you and sleep in your bed tonight.”

“Isn’t your little cunny sore, honey?”

Ciri shook her head quickly, her eyes wide. “No daddy, I promise! I mean… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t lie. It is kinda sore, but I also really want you inside me really bad. It aches down there in the good way, too. Aiden didn’t… he couldn’t… I…”

“What, sweetie?”

“I didn’t come when Aidy had sex with me.”

Geralt frowned. “Well I’ll have to speak with Uncle Lambert about that. I suppose… if you promise you won’t change your mind if it hurts, because I’ll have already sent Deidre back home, and daddy has to have sex tonight and Julian is already asleep. Do you understand?”

Ciri nodded and smiled, happy to see her dad pick up his phone and pretend to cancel his pretend request for Deidre.

“Okay,” Geralt sighed, tossing his phone on the bedside table and getting up to strip.

“I thought we were going to your bedroom, daddy?”

“We will, after. Go ahead and get out of your clothes, sweetie, and lay on your back for daddy.”

Geralt took his time after Ciri crawled into her bed, arranging her canopy so it fell fully around the outside of it, enclosing her within. Then he adjusted the lights down a little and grabbed the lube out of the top drawer of the bedside table.

Careful not to snag the delicate material, Geralt crawled in at the foot of the bed, closing the canopy behind him as he did. On his knees, he slicked himself up and he encouraged Ciri to bend her legs and let her knees fall apart. He placed a generous squirt of lube over her obviously inflamed little cunt, clicking his tongue in sympathy when she winced. He gently spread it around and she hissed and tensed, but kept her legs obediently apart.

Giving his own cock one more coating, he crawled over Ciri and kissed her slowly as he placed his cockhead against her wet folds, just nudging him barely into her entrance.

“Hhhaaaa-,” Ciri whimpered into his mouth, and clutched at his arms, digging her nails in.

He bottomed out quickly, loving how her little body went taught under him, and she made a sound almost like she was choking.

“Aw, sweet thing, I must feel so big compared to Aidy,” he sighed. He kissed her forehead and waited for her to get herself under control. She was close to sobbing, close to trying to push him off and changing her mind, he could tell. It had to sting, she was just a tiny little thing after all, and she’d spent all day on a Sybian then been raped by her older cousin. Insisting on having daddy after all that was simply asking for pain, and he had tried to warn her. He couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t congratulating himself smugly.

She was tight but best of all, she was clenching around him uncontrollably, just as her whole body had started to tremble.

“Tell daddy when you’re ready, okay baby?”

She hiccuped cutely and all too quickly was nodding her head.

He was merciful, not needing to exert himself too much anyway as he’d been fired up since he’d streamed the events in Aiden’s bedroom. He fucked her slowly, leisurely, loving the wet, indecent sounds of his cock reclaiming her cunt. She whimpered and cried out with every move he made, and he was surprised when he felt her clench and shudder around him in the tell tale sign of her orgasm.

It didn’t look like a pleasant one. She twitched and jerked underneath him and tears spilled down her cheeks. She sobbed and he snapped his hips forward harshly a good four or five times before he spilled deep inside of her.

He stayed inside her as she cried and eventually calmed, and he whispered all his love and adoration into her ear, poured it into the kisses he gave her. Then, remaining inside her, he scooped her up, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist, but she was pretty weak at this point, and he carried her to his bedroom.

He wasn’t sure when she finally slipped into unconsciousness, just that he continued to fuck her slowly and sweetly, almost barely thrusting in her, until well after midnight.

He texted Triss then to request her presence tomorrow, knowing he’d probably need her close for the next couple of days as Ciri and Julian both recovered from what they’d endured.

#House of Rivia #Making Room #The Witcher fic #dead dove do not eat #Geralt/Ciri #Geralt/Jaskier

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baekhvuns · 1 year

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Shit bestie, I'm back I lowkey thought I replied to you again, but it was just in my head 😐

Did you do anything for Halloween? I went to another kpop party, made a friend who yelled the lyrics to Fireworks so loudly I respect that! And I saw Terrifier 2, they were handing out puke bags sfjffhdguldfkfjdfd I didn't use them, but we took them home lol

Bald Kai do not say that I do not wanna see

It was Kkoongie's birthday two days ago, when are we gonna get more of them, pls this whole acc is so cute!

Seriously I would be so into Holland, Hyuna, Hyojong (btw Mr Dawn's bald era soon too.... sad) collab, it would be so iconic

Alright so about the fake eggs thing, there are some liquid egg-y mixtures, I use them for omlettes and whatnot. You can add kala namak to make it taste extra egg-like. I feel like some meat replacements are more for non-plant based people unless you like meat, cause the flavour is a bit too intense sometimes. 🤚🏻 Like I tasted new faux tuna recently and why did it smelled and tasted SO FISHY. WE'RE FISHY FISHY LIKE

What a mooood (btw I still haven't re-read Mr-I'll-Guard-Your-Body, but I have to)...how is the cursed fic going bestie <3?

Two members of Pixy left due to personal/health issues and they added a new member, she seems sweet and will be another rapper since the other one is gone :/ the venue was soooo tiny, the stage was very limiting, but it was fun! I'm seeing DC soon btw. Girlies have our Europeans back, Sunmi, Loona, Pixy, Dreamcatcher 😘

The Itaewon tragedy is so horrible, I still can't believe it. I know Itaewon is crowded, but god.. I was worried about my friends, especially one who's staying in Itaewon. She sold her Ateez day 2 ticket, cause she just couldn't go... I know Ateez, DC and Oneus couldn't cancel their events because of contracts, but it was probably hard for them too :(

Congrats for predicting Dazzling Light! The set list is questionable, but oh well...

Me with Inception, The Leaders too, but Inception, DV... watch the person be Hongjoong or something, well idc square up little guy!

Why is he giving barbie girl core kinda, I can't explain it, but he does

This I- so pretty, so cute and so sexily rude

SICKNESS!!!!!!!!

Omg do you remember my friend who dreamt of long-haired Hwa three nights in a row? She's getting wrecked by him SO HARD, even bought an overpriced ticket because I quote "that hot milf won't leave me alone!" she was already impressed with him after seeing Ateez in concert for the first time 👀 Park Seonghwa continues to steal everyone's attention. I'm satisfied. - DV 💖

hi hello!!!

Shit bestie, I'm back I lowkey thought I replied to you again, but it was just in my head 😐

LMFAOOOO thats completely fine! <3

i had an essay on meat eating to write on halloween 😭😭😭 so unfortunately i did not do anything except see kids dressed in the weirdest costumes through my window + the firecracker’s 😭😭 FKABDSK AS UR FRIEND SHOULD!!! SCREAM SO LOUD THAT UR VOICES CEASE TO EXIST!!!! omg??? is that a scary movie? i heard it’s got some gore content in it and all— PUKE BAGS AND ALL??? DAMNNNN OKAY OKAY

Bald Kai do not say that I do not wanna see It was Kkoongie's birthday two days ago, when are we gonna get more of them, pls this whole acc is so cute!

LMFAOOOO bald kai in a gucci shoot would deteriorate my life <33 the way i let out a cry over the animation wHAT THE FUCK THATS SO CUTE 😭😭😭🤚🏼 ?????? stalked this whole acc in one sitting mf kkongie so cute in cartoon form too

Seriously I would be so into Holland, Hyuna, Hyojong (btw Mr Dawn's bald era soon too.... sad) collab, it would be so iconic

YO LITERALLY THEYD FIT THE SAME CONCEPT AS TRIPLE H but my guy hui 😭🤚🏼 stop is he also going with kai???? omg,,, military industry really about to take all the good ones in one go 😭😭

hUHHHH AND DO THEY TASTE LEGIT? oh ur making me want to try all of these fbdbd get the fuck out the way i had to double take at the kala namak bc i was like wHOS SAYING THIS,,, FAUX TUNA???? FBWMDBWM THE REAL ONES NOT GOOD EITHER BUT THE FAUX ONE ON TOP OF THAT,, bestie do u think they be adding fish oil and stuff in it u never know 👁🤚🏼👁

What a mooood (btw I still haven't re-read Mr-I'll-Guard-Your-Body, but I have to)...how is the cursed fic going bestie <3?

cursed fic is getting somewhere???? its reaching climax and everything!! is a big slow burn & i think it’ll reach 40k 😭😭😭

OHHHHHHH I hope they do well where ever they decide to go! OHHHHHH that’s a new thing in the new gen to do, switch members and debut new ones,,,, OHO PLS PLS PLS SCREAM FOR DAMI IF THEY SING BOCA ESPECIALLY

no it seems do unbelievable that it happened and the way it could’ve been avoided of only the deployed police officers there! that shitass president of theres 🔫🔫 omg are ur friends okay??? no yeah cancelling contracts and on the day of the show would be crazy considering the money too 😭😭 must’ve been disheartening to perform after the incident

Congrats for predicting Dazzling Light! The set list is questionable, but oh well...

THE SET LIST IS AS IF ITS THEIR LAST SUPPER THEY PULLED OUT ALLL THE TOUGH SONGS i just hope they don’t get exhausted immensely and no broken mic’s 😭😭

Me with Inception, The Leaders too, but Inception, DV... watch the person be Hongjoong or something, well idc square up little guy!

NO LITERALLY INCEPTION WOULDVE ROCKED ESP WITH THE BLOND HWA,, square up little guy 😭😭😭😭😭

Why is he giving barbie girl core kinda, I can't explain it, but he does /// This I- so pretty, so cute and so sexily rude /// SICKNESS!!!!!!!!

why. is. he. so. pretty. THE OUTFITS ???? SICK THIS MANS SICK SICK SICK,,, but this fit?? 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

????

YES I DO HAS SHE HAD ANOTHER DREAM??? omg AS SHE MF SHOULD!!!! HRKWDJWHDKW HE GOT HER BY THE NECK PLEASE AND BUYING AN OVERPRICED TICKET??? BESTIES IN TOO DEEP,,, seonghwa continues to steal everyone id like to say my mother went 👁👁 at his concert videos <3

…. pt.1

HDKWHDKWDBM

… pt2.

bestie,,, this photo is truly one of the scary photos of this man and its the BLUE EYES

how did ur friend survive this man

honorary saying that today its been 4 years to tempo’s insane bridge, FOUR YEARS, FOUR 😀😀😀

got a quiz!

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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punkscowardschampions · 2 years

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Archie & Casey Pt.1

Archie: Where have you been 🥱😖🥺😒

Casey: If you weren’t Archie no mates you’d know how it is

Archie: Soz you wanna be as boring as my mates, you should’ve said

Archie: I’ll go 📱🛍💅🛍🤳 and gossip about the cute student teacher instead, shall I 😏🙄

Casey: should’ve said you can’t take a joke, more like

Archie: Pot kettle, obvs boy 😆

Archie: you’re really not gonna come and save me

Casey: don’t sound like you need it

Casey: go on, tell us about your teacher

Archie: idk, everyone thinks he’s amazing because he’s not middle-aged and balding, you know how it is

Casey: you don’t reckon he’s nowt special then

Archie: nah, but when my friend has stopped sulking I’m gonna convince her she does

Archie: what about you, who was the young teacher when you were here

Archie: there’s only this one who’s kinda milfy now she’s pregnant but when she comes off maternity she’ll be fucked no doubt 💔

Casey: Ours was for Spanish, it were a right laugh winding her up all lesson

Archie: oh I remember her, she left end of my first year, all the lads was devvo’d

Archie: probably tanked how many people took it for leavers, like

Casey: all the lads and your sister, yeah

Archie: 😷

Casey: 😏

Archie: she’s genuinely tragic

Casey: I know what you mean, dunno who’s worse, Jim or Bob

Archie: and you want me to have to spend my lunch break with him, so mean

Casey: never said that, like

Archie: so tell me what you’re up to

Casey: I did do

Casey: [and more content coming up of whatever he’s doing lol, hanging with some girl blatantly is the vibe and she’s tagged him]

Archie: unfair

Casey: didn’t know you needed rescuing 👸🏼

Archie: it’s a given 🤴

Archie: kick her out she looks boring

Casey: you don’t reckon I can work that out on my own

Archie: you seem like you need reminding

Casey: here’s your chance

Archie: [the most scandalous you can do in a classroom for the flex]

Casey: I thought it was decent but she’s saying she can do better

Archie: if she could’ve, she should’ve

Archie: not wait for me to inspire her 🤨

Casey: what I said, must be all talk, her

Archie: yeah, I bet you’ve just been chatting 😏

Casey: I’m answering you, what’s that tell you, like

Archie: just that she’s crap

Archie: but I’m happy to make it better for you

Casey: Reminds me what you said about people being letdowns

Archie: fit girls don’t try as hard, they’re used to people being grateful for looking at them

Casey: what sort of anomaly are you

Archie: you think I’m fit

Casey: you are, I’ve said

Archie: well, if you say so then 😁

Casey: Where you want picking up from

Archie: you forgotten where it is

Archie: not that old, babe

Casey: I can’t be hanging about in front of no school gates, not Lucas am I

Archie: okay 🐓

Archie: I’ll go to the shop opposite

Casey: piss off will you now you’ve dared me

Archie: 😼 you know you wanna

Casey: can’t have her turning me boring an’ all

Archie: you got rid, yeah

Archie: I can play nice but she’d probably tell on us

Casey: now who’s 🐓

Casey: I’ve had enough of her though

Archie: you’re trying to dare me to invite her back, not that dumb 😉

Casey: nah, I’m dead serious, she’s done, but I might do with someone else

Casey: promise or threat

Archie: Not scared

Archie: I know you won’t be thinking ‘bout no one else

Casey: I have been 💭 about you

Archie: you should’ve called me

Casey: bit keen, I’ve not long seen you

Archie: so?

Casey: so I’m not used to being that bothered

Archie: if you’re gonna ditch me, at least ditch me for someone fun

Archie: equally as isn’t gonna happen but

Casey: alright

Archie: or just don’t ditch me

Archie: or I might have to 🐓 at you again

Casey: you don’t scare me 🐤

Archie: you’re too cute

Casey: What you gonna do about it

Archie: I’m not sure, it’s a problem, honestly

Archie: gonna have to kiss you ‘til I figure it out

Casey: gonna have to kiss her off me

Archie: what’s she taste like

Casey: 🍸

Casey: problem might’ve been we started bit early for her or kept it going too late, however you wanna look at it

Archie: poor girl

Casey: Oi! It’s me you should be feeling sorry for

Archie: you’re already too cute, don’t make me call you poor baby too

Casey: I’ll make you call me all sorts, if it’s in your head I’ll be hearing it

Archie: dangerous

Archie: you can’t be freaked out

Casey: nah, I can’t

Archie: that’s a 🤞

Casey: it’s 💰 on there being nowt I’ve not heard before, poor baby

Archie: you wanna make me 😭 I get it

Casey: it were you who didn’t want me holding back

Casey: I’ve got loads of frustration built up here you can take up with [that gal]

Archie: I don’t ever want that, ew

Archie: crying ain’t stop either

Casey: it’s don’t stop, I know

Archie: you get it

Archie: 🥰

Casey: I get you

Archie: so keep me please

Casey: out of school at least, we’re gonna need longer than what’s left of your lunch break

Archie: I don’t wanna go back

Archie: I wanna be yours

Casey: you ain’t, we’re going to yours

Archie: I missed you so much it’s not even funny

Casey: they’d not have you back, state your uniform’s gonna be in, only Lucas might do and you’d soon tell him where to fucking go

Archie: I’m not coming back in

Archie: and he’s scary, he’s always giving me detention, at least I have you to protect me now

Casey: I know where he lives, next time he tries to pull any of that shit I’ll be hanging round to scare him

Archie: No way! You HAVE to show me

Archie: surprised his gaff hasn’t been petrol bombed, honestly…

Casey: You can’t say owt when he comes in wearing 😎 know it’ll be funny but

Archie: 🤫 of course

Casey: can’t give you no detentions if he’s off sick

Archie: it’s really hard not to talk about you constantly when you’re this heroic and hot but I haven’t told anyone

Casey: we could go his house if you want a turn

Casey: long as your school shoes’ll let you kick a window in without you ending up in A&E

Archie: yes

Archie: God yes

Casey: might put us off when we get inside and see how Savile it is though

Archie: 😬

Archie: Good thing I can’t be put off you

Casey: You’ve been missing me, what did it make you do

Archie: I haven’t slept, couldn’t

Archie: what if I missed a message from you

Archie: I filmed some of it, in case you wanted to see, but idk

Casey: should’ve sent it to me

Casey: I were waiting to hear off you what you was up to

Archie: now you tell me

Casey: but now you’ll get to watch it with me

Archie: through my fingers, maybe

Casey: they ain’t gonna stay put there long, don’t worry

Archie: 😏

Archie: I can think of better uses but you’ll have to give me a good reaction just in case I still feel embarrassed

Casey: I’ll sit you on my lap, then you can hide against me

Archie: oh 🥺

Casey: and you’ll get a top reaction from there

Archie: that’s all I care about

Archie: lowkey any and all the time but

Casey: Why I’ve missed you too

Archie: debating if I wanna see you banging that girl or any others though

Casey: never filmed it and she still ain’t welcome back

Archie: good because I’m thinking no

Archie: not why I wanna be crying

Casey: put her out your head, I have

Archie: 🤯 there we go

Casey: 😏 good

Archie: I mean, could remind you it’s your job to put everything out of my mind but I don’t really have any doubts

Casey: you know I will do

Archie: you’re the best

Casey: you’re fitter and more of a laugh, that’s nowt to do with me

Archie: but let me compliment you, boy 😏

Archie: you’ve taken me loads of places already, so you’re fun too

Casey: I ain’t no little lad you’ve gotta chuck compliments at before they throw a 💔 strop

Archie: don’t you like ‘em?

Archie: I do

Casey: I like ‘em in person

Archie: they’re definitely better in person, agreed

Casey: could be right bollocks otherwise, how it were with her

Archie: you’ve met me now, you know I ain’t all talk

Casey: yeah, you’ve backed it up, said you were an exception

Archie: I know

Archie: boys are even more disappointing usually

Casey: you get to leave ‘em alone now

Archie: 🦸‍♂️ energy now

Casey: I dunno about that, just that I probs can’t be smacking no kids about whenever they do your head in

Casey: or mine

Archie: It’s fine with me

Archie: like I said, why would I waste my time

Casey: shit happens, look how I wasted my Sunday and loads of today

Archie: I know boys ain’t shit, you’ve gotta take the risk, I guess

Casey: I’m too nice, that’s my trouble

Archie: uhuh, not that you’ll catch me complaining though 😶

Casey: I better not

Archie: tempting as punishment is

Archie: you know how grateful I am, there’s no point hiding that

Casey: now I’m tempted to keep you waiting a bit so you’ll have to show me in front of your mates

Archie: now you’ve dared me

Archie: I gotta

Casey: go on

Archie: you’re not scared

Casey: you heard me

Archie: yeah but maybe I’ve lost it

Casey: your bottle, yeah

Archie: no way!

Archie: I’m just not giving you an excuse to stop seeing me for nothing

Casey: What were it you said, I’ve met you

Casey: ain’t been put off yet, princess

Archie: 😍

Archie: do you wanna go to the beach again, we have a caravan we can stay in

Casey: I’ve been there, when I were younger

Archie: so weird

Casey: I had no mates then, had to hang round the arcades on my own looking right sad til I got some

Archie: it must’ve been shit moving here at that age

Archie: my mum didn’t last long with her family and no dad so I was pretty young when we did

Casey: it did my head in but there weren’t owt that didn’t back then

Casey: never not fuming, like

Archie: makes sense, I would’ve been

Archie: least Bobby was little, and always gonna have a harder time anyway, no offence

Casey: he had Libi right quick when Jim had his mrs, he was alright

Archie: you didn’t wanna join their little incestuous thing

Archie: not that I know who would even be perfectly selected for you how this family does

Casey: I was only after going home, dunno why, it weren’t like it were loads better

Archie: familiar, mates, I get it

Archie: I still hated it here even though I can’t remember before, just because I hated it here, don’t make any sense at least yours did a bit

Casey: it weren’t like she was waiting about for me there, or I needed her to come fetch me from here, not a mummy’s boy or nowt like that, just everybody moved on dead fucking fast

Archie: you were stuck with everyone living their best lives, that makes a meh situation feel shit

Archie: idk how anyone stands to be in my sister’s presence for the same reason

Casey: a minute she’s in the papers and everyone’s well bothered, the next we’re all acting like she don’t exist

Archie: that’s a headfuck

Archie: we don’t have to go caravan, btw

Casey: Nah, we should

Casey: you’re my mate, not gonna be pissing about on my own this time

Archie: I will be seen at the arcade with you, yeah

Casey: too right, I were famous nearly before we came here

Archie: oh yeah? 😏

Casey: got in the papers myself a bit when all that was news, probs ‘cause I were so dead cute

Archie: We can compare mugshots

Archie: you have no idea how little goes on in Cornwall

Archie: if I google you, will I find your 😇 face

Casey: you don’t wanna take me to the beach there 💔

Casey: yeah, few clicks, you’d find it all out

Archie: we’ve barely been back

Archie: if we can avoid the paps 📸 I wanna see you 🏄 obvs

Casey: no taking the piss, I’ve not before

Archie: never

Archie: you’re always nice to me about the things I’ve not done before

Casey: You don’t get mardy when things don’t go your way

Casey: like [another drink we made for her the next time she was at the clerb post beach which she did not like] going down wrong or me booting your sand castle in totally on accident 😏

Archie: mm 🤏🏼👸🏼

Archie: but I want you to like me more than I wanna be a diva or whatever rn

Casey: I do, come here, I’ll show you

Archie: [asking to go to the loo and running as is the standard, literally running at you full 😍]

Casey: [unsafely driving away with her on your lap lowkey making out as is their standard until you’re far enough from the school/stop caring enough that you properly stop and pull over haha, do wanna say that you go to the park near where they used to live because that was right by the school/ park up outside their old house]

Archie: [it’s a vibe, lowkey taking many JJ things by accident how dare y’all lmao, we’re just being feral with telling you how much we missed you because we did and we’re attention starved]

Casey: [soz I gotta lads, definitely are gonna also make you show us whatever you filmed like we said because we do wanna see and react to it immediately, shamelessly not yet telling you we lived here LOL]

Archie: [I imagine you were trying to keep your face out of it but you kept getting so into it you ended up in shot which made you go even harder, not to mention saying his name so excessively and everything he said he liked being called because we’re obsessed so enjoy that boy]

Casey: [we all know he will and his reactions would be everything to her]

Archie: [‘don’t leave it so long next time?’ as if it’s been any time because we must]

Casey: [obvs just kissing her really hard so we can get away with not answering that by either saying we won’t and it being a possible lie or saying we don’t wanna and sounding too extra]

Archie: [we’re never mad at it, just moving his hands from wherever they naturally were to your waist like hold me tighter please]

Casey: [ofc you will, soz not soz we’re never getting to the end of all the footage you filmed gal, we’re too into what we have seen already despite not being a teenage boy]

Archie: [like to think this aligns with us begging you to fuck us from the phone so you can do that too for the cinematic value; and lads are teenage boys ‘til they’re old, honestly]

Casey: [do be essentially doing that sir but with all your clothes in the way to tease her a little bit cos you simply must]

Archie: [gonna have to be begging in tandem with ourselves, obviously]

Casey: [just take her underwear off or move it out of your way either or but otherwise don’t change anything except the fact we’re going harder cos you can’t make it too easy]

Archie: [‘Casey, I’ll do whatever you want’ with such a serious tone and eye contact like we mean ANYTHING boy not just like give you head or whatever girls act like is such a serve]

Casey: [‘I know’ cos we do know it, but we’re not giving in until making her cum like this just cos we can, like yes you’ve missed me so much gal that’s also true]

Archie: [you’re definitely going to pass out when he fucks you after that because he can, not to mention be saying the most before you do because you have 0 control]

Casey: [you gotta though because you only have so much control yourself boy you’re not superhuman, speaking of you’re definitely not pulling out this time so don’t get pregnant please]

Archie: [imagine, this is already going to fuck you up enough lmao, that would also be undeniable evidence so nay nay; actually coming round still in your lap and giving him the happiest smile ever like okay that was real]

Casey: [gotta smile back, we can pretend it’s purely smugly because you absolutely are and can be rn and not because you actually do think she’s adorable or anything]

Archie: [you’ve gotta catch your breath so you can’t even say anything, just hugging him and hiding in his neck whilst you do and then laughing in a disbelief kinda way when you finally can]

Casey: [letting it happen cos you’ve gotta catch your breath too and after her laugh being like ‘wanna hear something proper funny?’ not giving her chance to answer before doing it with ‘I used to live here/opposite here’ depending if y’all are at the park or outside the gaff]

Archie: [looking around like !!! because we’re loving it the most he’s telling us stuff about him, like you might have reason to know the basics but no more and we wanna hear it from him anyway so we’re like buzzing ‘did you lose your virginity there?’ because naturally the first question you think to ask]

Casey: [I had too because it gives me SUCH normal people vibes, idk if it’s in the show I can’t remember but in the book quotes I’ve read he’s going off about how he can tell her anything because they’re a secret and she can’t tell anyone, but yeah answer that q please ‘on the swings’ because why not tbh, nod in the direction of the park if you aren’t there it’s literally across the road ‘she fell off and threw a right strop’]

Archie: [just loling because we would find that amusing ‘you’ve always been hot, figures’ like yes this tracks for how I imagined it for you, and we’re taking our knickers off and throwing them in the back like this is his car not JJ’s ala Euphoria for another ref of a vibe and attempting to get up ‘take me on a tour then’ and stopping in front of the car pointing towards the houses and the park like where first]

Casey: [soz JJ that’s a mood, I feel like we need to end said tour at the swings obviously so you can recreate that minus her falling off so do the house first and point out your window which we can say is overlooking the front for ease idk if it was when we made it in sims ‘that’s my room there’]

Archie: [agreed, very much what we would demand so y’all need a minute and at least whoever lives here now will be at school and work should we want to hop the fence and be truly nosy ‘well easy to sneak out’ because what we would care about and are sure you would too]

Casey: [100% do hop it because you can tell her about the trampoline you had in the back garden because like JJ have I firmly believe when you were older you hooked up with a girl on there so you can tell her about that, sadly unable to recreate it because I’m gonna say they don’t have one, so all the graphic details instead, also flash him when climbing said fence because school skirt so that’s fun too]

Archie: [just an increasingly massive pout because this new family have cockblocked you and you’re so offended but that is only because we’re too into this story ‘I’ll have to pretend I care and remember what brat in this family has a trampoline we can borrow’ to cheer us and going right up to the kitchen window to have a look in ‘I remember when Libi ran away to here, that was a big drama’ like do you remember ‘cos you were her age, you’ve probably just heard more like]

Casey: [pick her up and playfully chuck her on the grass where the trampoline used to be not because we’re worried someone might be around but because we’re not bothered about that drama and also if I can take playfights from JJ I shall soz huns]

Archie: [when you just want what you saw your brother have and I oop- valid, they are goals and were literally making a show of it so why wouldn’t you deep down be like yas, live that teenage dream; meanwhile we’re just trying to pin him but probably failing miserably because he had the element of surprise so we’re 😳 and living laughing loving again ‘hope the neighbours aren’t OAPs’ because definitely an overlooked af garden vibe and she has her whole booty out with this playfight no pants situ]

Casey: [not soz it tracks and also not soz we are blatantly going from a grass fight which I used to love in school to just suggestively tickling you with a blade of said grass anywhere we want]

Archie: [it would be so more awkward how extra JJ are now you’re a boy, like Cass didn’t like girls so she’s just like ew my brother being horny on main; whereas you like girls and you can’t say Janis isn’t hot so soz boy, you’re old enough to understand the vibe every time whereas Bobby could be oblivious ugh, ANYWAY! Just showing how little we are actually concerned about the neighbours with our reaction ‘cos that’s everything ‘you’re actually going to kill me’]

Casey: [I didn’t even think about that when we decided to make him a boy instead but TEA omg, like how much that changes things and explains you is honestly just hitting me rn as I’ve read that, actually dead myself]

Archie: [I’m screaming ‘cos you’re like 12-13 when it kicks off so it’s literally the most hormonal time in your life like, oh my, and we know what Ian is like with women as well obvs but damn]

Casey: [also not to be that bitch but it would make making friends harder because girls usually will adopt a new kid but like what lads are typically doing that, not the kind you’d wanna hang out with, but ANYWAY, in the here and now kiss her again purely cos you can and want to but do it on her neck or something because LOVEBITES is a JJ thing too so you gotta]

Archie: [mhmm, you were clearly the be loud and crazy type so people will have you about until you get aggro energy which so many boys are, like I feel bad for you for so much of this hun, but also that’s kinda the group we’re in ourselves so nice commonality there; we’re loving everything about this, amazing we get to the swings]

Casey: [did not expect to feel this bad for you or be this invested in y’all as a couple but here we are again]

Archie: [happens every time but do we care, no]

Casey: [continue your tour though like tell her about your dad sleeping in the garage because what a weird flex Ian honestly, and any other tales you have on the subject of girls cos it’s the mood]

Archie: [desperately wanting a shag pad, we all saw you, oh btw I think Ian should live in a city down south that is near to Cornwall so we can go there too; but now we’re just letting you tell us things and filling in gaps when we know something or wanna ask a q]

Casey: [I like that cos the vibe is they stay away for a while so I think it should be they go and visit Ian first but don’t stay v long because obviously that’s the first place Jimothy would know to look for you and as equally because you and Ian will blatantly have a huge row and then you can stay in Cornwall for a while but ultimately get bored especially if it’s out of the summer season and fuck all is happening but then stay in Manchester the longest for the feels and because nobody has anywhere specific to look for you there other than your old house which you obviously aren’t staying at cos somebody else lives there]

Casey: [go to the park now though, walking there continuing your stories and then piss about playing on all the stuff and flirting because it’s a fun and necessary mood and you would before you recreate the swing hook up finally]

Casey: [* ps 1. I do think he should’ve been the age she is now when he lost his virginity for that parallel not that y’all know it yet 2. I just had an idea of what if Bobby, Libi, America, Toni and China all go on a paper towns style roadtrip or something going round to try and find Archie when she first runs away]

Archie: [We absolutely can do that, yes, would be a fun way to do a lot of dynamics]

Archie: [also we love a parallel so yes to being that age because we’ll love that for us should we ever know; for now purposefully avoiding the swings like going down the slide, doing monkey bars though yet again you will be flashing him/anyone who’d like to walk by]

Casey: [if this was a show I’d definitely do the visual of dog walkers for that JJ nod]

Archie: [just way more horrified dog walkers than you would’ve ever been lmao; eventually we are getting on the swing when you're stood in front of it so you have that view and we’re swinging so you have to wait to get to us]

Casey: [oh the tease payback from when he was being one earlier we love to see it, torn between intense eye contact and the view, soz not soz boy]

Archie: [we’re just enjoying this way too much and you’re gonna know it]

Casey: [he’s as bad, you can’t tell me he didn’t slip his fingers under her skirt when she was doing monkey bars purely to do the most to distract her while seeing how long she could still hold on and have to catch her eventually because he absolutely did]

Archie: [the agony of having to choose between lasting so he touches you and falling immediately ‘cos you want him to hold you always, what a life]

Casey: [he’s clearly not a cuddler you’ve gotta do what you gotta do gal, likewise he will eventually have to grab this swing and stop it so he can hook up with you because duh, can’t not, try not to get your jizz everywhere like you did in JJ’s car you absolute heathen]

Archie: [just getting our hugs by hook and crook honey; apologies to the children lmao, parks are grim lbr, you won’t be the first or last guys but we’re definitely giving it like it is so he thinks about this swing sesh more than his previous]

Casey: [tbf you’ve got time for a protection pause while you’re faffing around with this swing so do that and leave that cos it’s as grim but you won’t have to stress about impregnating her then and it’ll be even more like your first time which we know would’ve been totally awks and not the one even before this gal fell off haha, not that we’re telling you how crap it was]

Archie: [no baby drama today honeys, at least we can go home ‘cos no ones gonna be there barely ever but especially not at this time]

Casey: [Winnie and I say stop at a drive thru on the way though because you must be starving and need junk food]

Archie: [a must, I feel like your mother gives healthy food in the house as a rule so deffo, again can leave the evidence in JJ’s car]

Casey: [he would, this is why they are so sick of you, sir]

Archie: [you’re on thin ice lol, this is really the final straw]

Casey: [I’m trying to think of something they could do when they get to her house that gives bf and gf domestic energy without going too hard hmm]

Archie: [what else, oh, maybe you need to go get plan b and you can go to a pharmacy/supermarket hybrid so you can get some snacks too]

Casey: [and drinks cos you know your mother doesn’t have a fully stocked bar in her house]

Archie: [basically when you’re a teen and you wild out and just get all the tasty junk you want, a mood]

Casey: [gotta throw some deliberately gross booze in with the good stuff because the quest to make her really disgusting drinks continues]

Archie: [we love the dare even if it is gross and at our expense]

Casey: [we love her adorable face and this is the only way we can express it so]

Archie: [we would’ve probably said ily but only during so we can act like we did not/have no recollection lol]

Casey: [I think she should throw up a lil bit so he can make fun of her mercilessly but while taking care of her]

Archie: [you are a small gal, like, it tracks and you thrive when he brings that energy so we must]

Casey: [the quantity of drinks + gross combos + all the snacks how could you not and it’s as close as we’re getting to the softness I always crave lol so I have to and also if she eventually fell asleep he could leave and it’s a way to separate them or else we never will]

Archie: [that’s a good idea, we’d be so forlorn so we can hit you up immediately]

Casey: [go ahead even if the vibe is he doesn’t reply straight away cos he’s also having a sleep or whatever]

Archie: sorry for vomgate, we still mates?

Archie: we must be because you put me in bed like a nice boy 🥰

Archie: [a list of the households in this fam that would have a trampoline rn like I did my research]

Casey: [later but like as he’s getting ready for work/ has just woken up]

Casey: Depends, you still possessed 🤮

Archie: nah, you’re only allowed to think about my gag reflex in a sexy way, erase it from your memory tah

Casey: nah, can’t, it were too funny

Casey: am gonna bring a ☂️ for this trampoline though, like

Archie: you’re a meanie, actually, I’ve changed my mind 😆

Casey: Oi, never let you choke to death did I

Casey: propped you up on every pillow about upstairs, your sister’s an’ all

Archie: Hmm, I suppose that’s true

Archie: bonus points if hers smell like sick now 🤞

Casey: never seen nowt like her room, what’s she reckon she’s doing

Archie: 👅✌️

Archie: she’d be fuming you’ve been in there, it’s like her inner-sanctum, whatever the fuck that means

Casey: have to take you with me next time, give her something to be fuming about

Archie: 😻 why did I have to be being so ugly and gross at the time, ugh

Casey: You’re alright, I got most of it out your hair for you

Archie: 🙃

Archie: I will make it up to you

Archie: next time you see me, I’ll be the hottest I’ve ever been to compensate

Casey: it don’t bother me, none of that what other people reckon is minging, never has done

Casey: 🤮 ‘cause my mum and dad were massive pissheads and 🩸 for the same

Archie: Good in a crisis

Archie: I don’t think it really gets me either 🙀

Archie: still don’t wanna change a nappy or babysit for you, tah guys

Casey: I’ll leave my kids with their mums, yeah 😏

Archie: I would, yeah

Archie: ‘less you’re happy to neglect the little fuckers

Casey: didn’t do Bob no harm

Archie: wish I could say the same but I need all your attention

Casey: have to fight the punters for it, Monday’s a busy one for all the dickheads who can’t stand their jobs

Archie: 💔 depressed dads is easier than the uni girls midweek though, go me

Casey: you not gonna 🥊 none of ‘em for me, are you not

Casey: 💔 depressed dad’s me now, like

Archie: gonna regret giving me free reign to call you daddy

Archie: also to 🥊 anyone I wanna for getting too close to you

Casey: I don’t reckon I will, baby

Archie: 😊 but are you sure?

Casey: yeah

Archie: [voice note of us saying it and enjoying it v much]

Casey: you weren’t sick enough for it to get your voice like that

Casey: must be sure yourself

Archie: I’m sure I feel loads better suddenly and it’s all thanks to you

Casey: does your throat hurt

Archie: 🥺 a little

Casey: loads of ways we could fix that, don’t worry

Archie: just don’t let me drink tonight, yeah

Casey: it’s bed rest for you

Archie: you mean I can’t come tonight

Archie: guess I’d stand out

Casey: I’ll come see you after, hang about long enough to give you a lift to school if you feel up to going in

Archie: you’re bringing my medicine

Archie: I won’t wanna go to school but if you tell me I gotta, I will

Casey: they’ll give your mum a bell if I keep you away, can’t have her suddenly giving a shit what you’re up to

Archie: true

Archie: still, I can be a little late, can’t I

Casey: a bit

Archie: I’ll be extra 😇 for you

Casey: Is that starting early or nah

Archie: I don’t think I can be anything but nice to you rn so, yeah

Casey: chuffed to hear it ‘cause I woke up like this

Casey: [a pic of how turned on we are]

Casey: and that’s your fault

Archie: fuck

Archie: well, you can’t go to work like that, we need to do something about that

Casey: so

Archie: what did you dream about me doing to get like that

Casey: I remember us being in my old room

Archie: next tour we’ll have to break in then

Casey: and that I had to keep my hand over your mouth to shut you up ‘cause everybody else were sleeping

Archie: I already can’t breathe when you fuck me so you absolutely should

Casey: but my bed kept on making loads of noise whenever we moved anyway so we had to get on the floor and they could definitely hear us downstairs then

Archie: what are they gonna do, anyway, they’ll have to just sit there and listen

Casey: right, couldn’t be helped

Casey: they’re lucky we didn’t come through

Archie: that’s what it feels like

Archie: wouldn’t surprise me

Casey: that’s how hard you wanted it

Archie: it is

Archie: especially now, why haven’t you got me pinned to the floor

Casey: you were begging me when I took my hand away, on and on, like

Archie: you know me so well

Archie: don’t forget how much I want you constantly, not even in your dreams 😈

Casey: I didn’t, not in this one

Archie: that makes me die, you do

Casey: I would’ve cum if not for my fucking alarm

Casey: you were telling me to

Archie: that’s the worst feeling in the world

Archie: I will get you there, trust me

Archie: where’d I want you to cum

Casey: in you

Archie: that did feel really fucking good, like heavenly

Archie: does it feel better for you too

Casey: anyone who says it don’t is chatting bollocks

Archie: I’ll go on the pill, you can cum in me every time

Casey: will you

Archie: ‘course, for you

Archie: I want it to always feel that good for us both

Casey: see if you can get an appointment tomorrow, you’re already gonna be late for school

Archie: definitely

Archie: then you can send me to school with a load inside me

Casey: You’re even hotter when I’m awake

Archie: it was a pretty good dream though, like

Casey: ‘til the painful ending of it

Archie: 😢

Archie: stupid real life

Archie: I still want you to cum

Casey: you’ve given me something proper decent to think about, reckon I’ll get close the more I do about that and how it felt

Archie: You can use me whenever you want and not have to think about anything but how I feel around you

Casey: I could tell how much more you loved it.

Archie: It felt like it was the first time I made you cum, just me, like it was mine, you know

Casey: you got to keep it

Archie: exactly, it felt right, didn’t it feel right seeing your cum inside me

Casey: it felt so fucking good

Casey: and seeing that on your face an’ all made it even better

Archie: I’ve never lost control like that, that hard

Archie: it was… insane, but a really good insane, like you think drugs’ll be when you’re a kid but they’re not

Casey: Nor me, I’m good at not but you get to me

Archie: you’re the only one that gets to me

Archie: I’m going to need you to cum in me every day thanks

Casey: it was how you just came against me before I was even in you

Casey: there were something really fucking hot about it

Archie: You teased me just right, I couldn’t hold it back if I wanted

Archie: I didn’t but the fact I couldn’t made it 100x harder to even try

Casey: you gonna get your own back then or what

Casey: now’s your chance, I’m barely holding on here

Archie: this’ll be the third time I’ve made you cum today

Archie: would’ve been four if your dream had finished but we can make it up after work

Casey: Decent things happen in 3s ain’t that what people reckon

Casey: I woke up for you to do it proper, the non dream you

Archie: you knew I missed you

Archie: I can’t stop thinking about how hard your grip is right now

Casey: tell me where you want it

Archie: as I’ll be replacing it ‘round your dick, ‘round my throat

Archie: you can make it feel doubly better after

Casey: new bruises for school is gonna make your day better

Archie: you like watching my face, watching me panic and fight for breath will make your whole week, I think

Casey: fuck, you know it would

Archie: choke me and tell me how pretty I look

Casey: there’s loads I wanna tell you

Archie: tell me

Archie: please

Casey: [give her whatever extra af audio you’re in the mood for rn because she can’t hold it against you like you couldn’t hold it against her before if she dropped the L word]

Archie: you came

Archie: I heard it when [whatever part his voice really caught on]

Casey: You did it 👸🏼

Archie: I’m so happy 🥰

Casey: you’ll have that to play if you wanna have your own dreams

Archie: I do, now I’m not drunk

Archie: I’m never deleting anything you send me

Casey: be a bit rude, I ain’t getting rid of none of yours

Archie: don’t

Archie: you need to remember

Casey: I’ll not forget, but I still want it

Archie: you need something to entertain you when work is slow

Casey: tonight I’m gonna have that I get to wake you up and how

Archie: and you can fuck me on the floor

Archie: you gotta, really

Casey: I’ll fuck you through the floor

Archie: 🙏

Archie: the only good thing about you going so much is how much more you need me when you come back

Casey: I’m gonna shoot such a massive load into you

Archie: the biggest, I need it to be the biggest, I’m so hungry for you

Casey: I dunno if you’ll be able to keep it all in

Archie: put it in my mouth, the stuff that leaks out

Archie: you can finger fuck me to make sure I’ve taken all I can

Casey: you’ll taste yourself too

Archie: you can taste it too if you kiss me

Casey: or if I fuck you with my tongue

Archie: oh my god

Archie: will you

Casey: ‘course, for you

Archie: you’ll need your ☂️ after-all

Casey: 😏

Archie: you can be my best, best mate now

Casey: Weren’t I before

Archie: yeah but now we can add the extra f to bff

Casey: alright

Archie: won’t make you get the charm necklace though, it’s okay

Archie: just keep being you, doing this

Casey: don’t you reckon it’d suit me

Archie: loads, it’d be distracting 😏

Casey: it probably would keep hitting you in the face

Archie: 😩 okay, okay, we’re going shopping asap

Casey: I’ll let you do that from bed, long as you promise to get some sleep after

Archie: I promise

Archie: I want you to wake me up so much, I have to

Casey: I wanna sneak in, even if your sister ain’t about and there’s only your mum asleep

Archie: do you want an upstairs or downstairs window left open

Archie: how much of a challenge do you want

Casey: what kind of question’s that?

Casey: massive or nowt

Archie: upstairs hallway then, you’ll have to be fast, and silent

Casey: you’ll have to prop a mirror up next to your bed

Casey: you’re gonna be totally surprised and dead asleep

Archie: I want to be scared

Archie: no one can make me scared and feel safe at the same time but you

Casey: you will and I’ll see it

Archie: I’m gonna feel how much that turns you on

Casey: it’ll hurt when you tense up but you won’t be able to help it, being scared

Archie: You’re gonna have to cover my mouth real good, I might accidentally scream

Casey: long as you don’t bite me when I do

Archie: what would you do to me if I did

Casey: I dunno, but you’d scream or cry

Archie: we’ll see

Archie: if I realise it’s you in time to be good for you, I will

Casey: we’ll see who bleeds more if you don’t, could be a right mess being made

Archie: God I want you to make me bleed, again

Casey: you want me to clean you up again, more like

Archie: you don’t like cleaning up my messes

Archie: I like cleaning up yours

Casey: I never said that, kid

Archie: 😳

Archie: again

Casey: you look well little sometimes, you know

Archie: yeah?

Archie: like when

Casey: like when you were pissed and sick

Casey: or when you’re knackered

Archie: I feel little, then

Casey: I get that, I feel it when I forget my coat

Casey: or really fancy a ☕️

Archie: It’s not scary, when you look after me, it feels alright

Casey: you are alright with me, kid

Archie: that’s why you’re allowed to hurt me, I trust you

Casey: I know you do

Archie: you might trust me, eventually

Casey: I can’t trust nobody, never, but that ain’t your fault

Archie: s’okay

Archie: I wish you could obviously but not for selfish reasons

Casey: people take the piss, especially the ones who ain’t meant to

Archie: true

Casey: and they piss off, easy, like it’s nowt to ‘em

Archie: or change beyond recognition

Casey: yeah

Archie: fuck people anyway

Casey: you’re so cute

Archie: for you

Casey: just are, but I’ll have you

Archie: you gotta keep me

Casey: I’m not fuming about it

Archie: 😻😻😻😻😻

Casey: You gotta go to bed

Archie: okay, daddy

Archie: have a good shift, yeah

Casey: I’ll crack on earning tips to spend at the arcade, like

Archie: 🎰🍒💎🔔

Archie: we’ll have the best time

Casey: might need more than the go to win you a 🧸 but I ain’t no quitter either

Archie: [the giant teddy] wants a baby

Casey: can’t let neither of you down then

Archie: you could never

Casey: never gonna, but I could, dead easy

Archie: yeah, that’s the trust bit

Casey: you’re not a dickhead, I’m not gonna treat you like one

Archie: you’re fair and yeah 💛

Casey: Say goodnight, that’s only fair

Archie: like a good girl, or properly

Casey: how you want

Archie: [a picture in bed to show we’re in bed but we’re also blatantly touching ourself so bit of both]

Casey: I’m making it my screen, just for this shift but

Archie: that makes me so

Casey: so

Archie: you do everything right, it’s amazing

Casey: you started it, mate

Archie: you always finish it

Casey: yeah, you dunno how gutted I am I’ve not got my head under them covers finishing you off

Archie: Fuck, Casey

Casey: you would say that

Archie: you’re so good, so fucking good

Casey: spread your legs for me, I wanna feel how wet you are imagining my tongue fucking you

Archie: [video for sound effect purposes]

Casey: it’s gonna be better than that

Archie: I can’t get me where you can, ever

Casey: you’re trying well hard though

Archie: I really am

Casey: such a turn on

Archie: I always do, I have to

Archie: it doesn’t make it any less perfect when you show me how it’s done

Casey: it’s been ages since I’ve done what you’re thinking about me doing to you

Archie: you don’t wanna go to that effort for anyone, or everyone

Casey: I’m gonna put loads of effort into it

Archie: for me

Casey: I like you loads, as much as all that

Archie: I’m so obsessed with you

Casey: I don’t wanna go to work

Archie: I don’t wanna get you in trouble

Casey: you’re a good girl deep down

Archie: I know I’ll want you to take off every shift if not

Archie: I don’t wanna be good, not always

Casey: Where the fuck were you when I was at [the place he worked before that he said was full of twats]

Archie: If I’d have started this last year

Casey: nah, don’t, it’s decent, we shouldn’t be trying to mess with it

Archie: you’re right, it’d be so different, who fucking knows

Casey: I were a twat last year, last week probs

Archie: sure I was worse, like

Casey: go to sleep and I’ll go on shift and then it’ll go to plan

Archie: okay, goodnight for real

Casey: night, babe

Archie: 💛💛💛

Casey: [show up how and when you said you would and for the love of god please don’t wake the rest of the fam up]

Archie: [how the rooms were on sims the mum was quite far like other end of the corridor but the rest were all close together so perhaps Toni is not here lol because we know it’s not gonna be THAT quiet]

Casey: [thank god for being well off and your mum being tired af from how hard she works at her job she’s obsessed with]

Archie: [you’ve really dropped the ball my love, we are doing the most here]

Casey: [like, he’d be pretty good at keeping her quiet when he wants to but we know he isn’t gonna want to the whole time so]

Archie: [we’re just enjoying playing with fire, proving how tuned out she is and him having to go harder to shut us up again]

Casey: [love her for how blatant she is at all times honestly]

Archie: [definitely saying his name, totally nowhere near loud enough she’d ever hear but just ‘cos we gotta]

Casey: [we all know he’s super into it, thank god you’re getting on the pill ASAP because we really are hardcore playing with that fire this whole damn night]

Archie: [idk how plan b works like if you’d now have a grace period or what, but you coulda saved it to take tonight maybe because honestly we refuse the pull out ever again thank you]

Casey: [idk either but we’re playing god and saying no babies for you regardless, that has happened quite enough in this fam]

Archie: [no babies, tah, we’re having too much fun, we would actually have an abortion unheard of in this fam lowkey but we’re not about that life rn]

Casey: [agreed, and maybe if we wanna do that for y’all we will but not at this point thank you]

Archie: [at this point we’re just staring at him in this mirror we definitely did set up by the bed like he said and watching every single thrust pleading him to cum with our eyes]

Casey: [at least you can enjoy intense eye contact via the mirror for the first time cos you were too distracted by the view at the swings clearly and usually when you hook up you’re kissing and stuff like that so]

Archie: [we’re making a point to struggle against him purely so he has to switch positions and we can see this from all the angles we want and leaning back to be in his ear when we’re not being gagged ‘I look good with you inside me’ cos we feel it and we don’t in our day to day so]

Casey: [being like ‘yeah you do, as good as you feel’ because true but also a compliment as much to himself for making her feel like that as it is about her being beautiful af cos we can’t get too carried away here being too nice and extra]

Archie: [squeezing tighter as a response because feel that boy but obviously it gets us just as hard back]

Casey: [just pinning her like she tried and failed to do to us on the grass for the throwback and cos it’s really hot so we can make proper eye contact and hold that as it’s the mood we’re v much in rn]

Archie: [we’re definitely on the edge of passing out again we cannot handle this]

Casey: [soz not soz gal this do be your life now, only breaking the eye contact after we’ve made you absolutely die because the kind of boy he is]

Archie: [just on this floor absolutely destroyed and so fucking happy about it, definitely saying I love you but barely audible ‘cos we’re barely conscious so again you can just ignore it ‘I just wanna do this forever, fuck school and work and, whatever’ feeling between our legs to see how much you both came and playing with it]

Casey: [seeing her do that would remind you that you said you’d 👅 so obvs gotta rn immediately even though you’re giving her no recovery time whatsoever because lbr that is part of the fun for you sir]

Archie: [we don’t need to be conscious it’s fine, ‘Cept it is not and we know we’re going to make too much noise so we’re scrambling trying to grab his arm to put his hand around our throat whilst he’s down there or it’s game over]

Casey: [do it as you give her a love bite on her thigh because we know damn well the reaction that’s gonna receive and you’ve not even got going yet so]

Archie: [we are just making the most unhinged noises and writhing under his grip because we cannot do anything but]

Casey: [I can only apologise because as soon as his job is done here he’s 100% gonna have to pick her up and put her back on this bed to have sex with her again cos of how shamelessly her reactions turned us on, this poor girl is not getting a break]

Archie: [this is our vibe we literally want nothing else and thus think he’s incredible because we were only ever fooling around with boys for our amusement before nothing was getting to us honestly never mind at this level, at least he will be exhausted and will simply have to fall on you and you can cling onto him koala style under the guise of him still being inside you and not being ready to let go]

Casey: [cannot be overstated how much you’d be kissing constantly during that hook up for all the reasons so yeah do also enjoy your hug that’s not a hug for as long as you can because then he is totally gonna carry you to the bathroom for that throwback of taking care of you and as you simply cannot walk like go piss girl]

Archie: [we’re the happiest and taking full advantage of this like maybe I can’t walk for real, you will have to stay and care for me ‘I want a glass of water too’ and doing uppy arms like we’re going downstairs boy 😈]

Casey: [let’s all take a sec to enjoy the glorious visual of him washing his 🍆 in the sink of this pretty posh bathroom while she’s 🚽 before we also enjoy the recklessness of y’all going downstairs in your current state because you definitely are]

Archie: [one of the bedrooms had an ensuite but I bet that’s your sisters the spoilt cow lol so excuse us family bathroom but we do not respect this space or any of y’all]

Casey: [you obvs are the kind of fam to have fancy water in the fridge but that’s not the fam he comes from so we’re going to the tap, also stealing some of your water before we give it you because must]

Archie: [😏 ‘literally spit in my mouth, boy’ because we’re not that type of bitch in any sense, especially not after what y’all just did, at least there should be some of the snacks left because we’re hungry too, just sitting on the countertop, because we know it looks cute]

Casey: [there has to be snacks left cos I imagine him looking in the fridge so 😒 at how healthy it all is lol]

Archie: [we’re the same fully doing the teen thing of never eating what our mother makes when she makes it like, yeah, I know, babe ‘now you know I need rescuing for real’ like gonna starve to death if you don’t let me leave with you lol]

Casey: [do be pulling things out of this fridge anyway and doing a pisstakey montage like wtf is this for the bants and then when you close it see there’s a baby/little kid pic of her on there so bring it over to where she’s sat and hold it right up next to her face like 🤔 for even more bants even though it’s gotta be her cos it’s probs got her sister in as well]

Archie: [just joining in and loling at his antics until he gets the photo and we’re like eww no ‘good thing you didn’t knock me up’ and taking the photo back, throwing it behind a counter or wherever to get rid like byeeeee 😏]

Casey: [being all mock offended as if you were the cutest child in the world and thus your kid would also be but you’re not gonna have any pics on your phone or your feed to back this up or dispute it so she’ll have to take your word for it until you sneak her into the JJ gaff]

Archie: [‘I won’t complain if you wanna have another go, make sure it’s definitely working, like’ because lord knows we’re testing limits however the fuck it works lmao]

Casey: [we know he needs no encouragement and kitchen counter makeouts are another JJ thing so you gotta kiss her until she is doing the opposite of complaining]

Archie: [dramatically gasping like WAIT as if you need to say something really important or have forgotten something huge ‘I didn’t get to ask you how your shift was yet’ because we have bants too]

Casey: [such a genuine lol because we did not expect her to say that obvs and a shrug with a smirk after cos we’ve gotta recover our persona of course ‘the end was dead good’ because no lie detected we have been waiting for it to be over so we could come here and be with you]

Archie: [initiating a kiss ourselves ‘cos we wanna ‘no depressed winos to beat up then?’ and a face like we’re so gutted but loling because we are not a fighter clearly]

Casey: [‘can’t you fight?’ as we’re trying to get her to have a lil spar with us playfully cos we know the answer already and are amused since clearly so many girls wanna fight us for our dickhead behaviour and have]

Archie: [when you can genuinely try and still not make any impact because we’re that adorably inept and you stan it boy ‘you might have to take care of ‘em yourself’ 🥺 like oh no ‘thanks parents for the anti-violence approach’]

Casey: [when you do love it so unlike your brother would you’re not even gonna try and teach her even though you could because going to boxing for anger management still stands now you’re a boy ‘weren’t your dad murdered?’ again we know the answer and the tone is v much like you’d think they’d wanna make sure you knew how to take care of yourself but okay]

Archie: [‘yep’ very nonchalantly because that’s how we’d talk about it all not because we don’t care but ‘cos we like talking about it and people aren’t gonna accept you sobbing about it all these years later ‘that’s where trying to be a good person gets you’ like lowkey leaving behind the dubious origins of this fam only to get stabbed, so true and hence we are not about this vibe mother]

Casey: [‘I wouldn’t know, like’ as nonchalantly as if we’ve never met a good person in our lives, v rude to JJ and Bobby and Libi tbh but here we are, and clearly aren’t and won’t bullshit we’re a good person]

Archie: [‘it’s overrated’ and shaking out head ‘would not recommend’ and getting up to get closer to him, even though we should’ve stayed put ‘cos now we’re on tippy-toes ‘I like you like this, anyway’]

Casey: [looking down like oh now you can walk, can you, cos we have to take the piss always, but then looking back up and just looking at her for a sec with a lil nod that could mean yeah I know or me too aka I like you too or both of those things]

Archie: [not getting it for a hot sec like what and then being like damn it! ‘Really let myself down there’ and looking around as much as he is like 🤔 and being like, well as I’m down here and going to give him head in the middle of this kitchen]

Casey: [it is your turn to absolutely die boy tbf, just telling her how much she has not let herself down rn because always doing the most and we’re here for it]

Archie: [our praise kink is our most blatant, thus we can maintain eye contact the whole time like tell me how good I am please without having to stop wilding to actually ask]

Casey: [do because it’s true and also you blatantly want to anyways because it’s obvious how much she’s into it so that’s only gonna make this better for you as well, just be going on and on as if you’re not in the kitchen in the middle of the night/ early morning, it’s totally fine]

Archie: [just not gonna stop until we’ve drained you, no matter how loud you get because this is how little we care, the way your mother is clearly a deep sleeper and used to you at least getting up to nonsense she’d rather not deal with so we’re just chilling totally able to do this; also pushing him right to the back of our throat to cum ‘cos that’s today's vibe and always lowkey]

Casey: [@ your mum do better please because he would be being loud 1. Cos he can’t even help it rn obvs 2. It’s clearly what she wants so she’ll go even harder when you do be, I like to think he’s also using your name which is something he wouldn’t normally do in your house and has likely only done maybe when you both lost your shit fully and there was the first no pull out so you’ll be buzzing about that as well]

Archie: [we’re just sat on the kitchen floor with the biggest 😍 you’ve ever seen, looking like a total hot mess]

Casey: [do channel your older brother for a sec and take a pic of her thank you ‘new one for the fridge’ because god knows where that baby pic is after she chucked it haha]

Archie: [‘and your lock screen’ and looking about, realising we don’t have our phone so gesturing for him to give us his ‘lemme take one of you’ and taking it from this angle from the floor ‘cos we’re about it]

Casey: [give your phone to her only after you have changed your lockscreen so she can see you have, and help her up after she’s taken however many pics of you she wants ‘Oi, get ready’ no details given by him at this time but I vibe he’s gonna take her somewhere that’s open at this o clock to get actual food because the snacks are probably gone and we have tips to spend]

Archie: [always up for an adventure, even if we were just happily staring at those pictures there like wut, being like come on then and running to the stairs to go put clothes on and pack a bag of your uniform for later etc]

Casey: [follow her and get ready in a sec flat because kind of boy you are so you’re just pissing about with all the stuff in her room, including that massive bear who you’re just likewise having a brawl with how you did with her earlier because nerd]

Archie: [‘you don’t need to be jealous, I’ve not dry humped him in ages’ 😏]

Casey: [a look like go on because you wanna hear this story ‘how long ago were it?’]

Archie: [thinking then being like whoops ‘damn, guess I should lie and say it was longer ago than last year’ because feeling like ages at this point but obviously not so we’re just 🤭]

Casey: [just pulling her on top of us where we were chilling on her bed as if we’re this bear and she’s not literally in the middle of something rn ‘go on then, show us’]

Archie: [‘hands to yourself then’ like this bear can’t help so you gotta stay still whilst we grind and ride on your knee ‘see?’ as if he didn’t get it and we’re just explaining and now not 😼 af]

Casey: [lacing his hands behind his head as we get really comfy lying here like a bear who has flopped down while making a big show of shutting our mouth cos he can’t talk either obvs, so just 👀 but he can’t help being 😏 cos it’s his default face like his brother’s was 😒]

Archie: [‘well, if we ain’t in a hurry now…’ because amused at how comfy he’s got, very much giving in the car but not even in his lap literally on his knee and he can’t intervene to remove any layers or control the speed so we’re doing it torturously slow ‘I didn’t know no better, see’ like this is exactly how I did it]

Casey: [never gonna be hungry enough to tell her to hurry up in this scenario, not soz, I am cackling at how much he’d wanna move but no you’re not allowed boy]

Archie: [you know we gotta do some imagined dirty talk pretending it’s him ‘cos we told him we liked him then and we woulda been, just practising what we’ve since got a chance to say, getting a bit faster ‘cos we’re thinking about him now]

Casey: [at least you can bite your lip to stop yourself saying anything and look hot doing it]

Archie: [accidentally catch his eye when he does that and do such a big moan you have to hide your face in his chest]

Casey: [when you as accidentally stroke her hair without thinking about it because it’s the most JJ thing there is and you know his hands have been not at all casually unlocked for a sec but he’d not actually moved until then]

Archie: [gotta look up at you from your chest because we’re dead]

Casey: [soz that he’s literally watched Jimothy play with Janis’ hair a billion times, just dramatically putting his arms up like oh shit soz but he’s not at all soz and that would be blatant]

Archie: [it’s his signature move, babes; we’re just kissing on you as if you are this bear and are unable to kiss us back, going harder and putting our fingers inside our clothes ‘you’re not here to stop me…’ and we need more]

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dosthoeyevsky · 2 years

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11th Street Kids DnD Headcanons

Hello it’s hbo peacemaker brainrot hours, have some headcanons

It’s Adrian who first brings up the idea of group DnD nights because god help him if he doesn’t try and drag as many of his friends as possible into one of his favourite hobbies like a friendly autistic black hole

Economos and Adebayo are the easiest to convince, John’s played before on and off and had an okay experience, Leota’s never played but she’s seen people talk about things like the adventure zone and dimension 20 and she thinks it looks fun and in her wheelhouse

Chris is next to join in, he likes to play the part of the meathead jock who has no time for dweeb pastimes but we all know he’d actually love and get super into the rp power fantasy of it all

Chris probably even overheard a few of Adrian’s DND games while hanging out with Gut Chase way back when and while they absolutely bullied the shit out of Adrian and his friends for it, Chris does begrudgingly admit that it actually kinda looked fun and interesting

Harcourt is tougher to crack because she doesn’t know anything about dnd outside the nerd stereotypes of sweaty nerds in a basement in full cosplay spouting incomprehensible high fantasy bullshit and initially turns the group down outright

it takes a lot of convincing from Leota that it’s actually a super fun creative outlet, a promise (read: bribe) of free alcohol at the session and at least 2 sets of puppy eyes (you guess whose) before she eventually caves

Murn’s alive in this scenario because I said so. He declines (at first) but we’ll get back to him.

Everyone kind of initially dreads that Adrian’s going to run a homebrew that veers slightly too hard into autobiographical fanfic to be comfortable but he actually runs something cool, beginner friendly, and with some really interesting story seeds that could turn into an engaging multi-year campaign.

Leota makes a gnome ranger with a cowboy gimmick and corgi companion that she rides into battle like an adorable fluffy steed

Chris rolls an obvious self-insert aarakokra paladin that looks like a bald eagle and has huge eagle muscles and gets all the eagle ladies

Everyone guesses that Harcourt’s going to play a rogue (except for chris, who desperately hopes she plays a hot tiefling bard for his character to romance)

However, Harcourt surprises everyone by preparing her character ahead of time. She decides to play an aasimar paladin that’s a thinly-veiled parody-slash-one-up of chris’s character, because she saw “creative outlet” and read “lighthearted petty revenge against chris for being an ass with absolutely no affectionate intent behind it at all.”

John is hoping that this means he’s finally going to get to play the cool edgy rogue of his dreams instead of getting shoehorned into playing a cleric again but upon seeing that the party consists of two paladins and a ranger he sighs and goes “fuck it, cleric it is.”

Session Zero is an absolute duuuuumpster fire. Playing DnD can really expose a lot about what a player is like as a person and as it turns out, Harcourt is EXTREMELY competitive and it kind of throws off the entire vibe of the table. She and Chris are insufferable. Rules are flat out ignored. John is tired. Adrian is trying to get a word in edgewise and that just makes everyone even angrier. Leota came out to have a good time and now her coworkers are fighting.

John eventually breaks, snaps at everyone that dnd is about collaborative storytelling, tells adrian to actually step up and try and make the game fun for everyone instead of just enabling his best friend’s bullshit, tells chris and emilia to knock it off, and goes home early to gripe about the experience on r/rpghorrorstories. He regrets the outburst, but more than anything he’s disappointed that he didn’t get to have fun with his friends.

Adrian finds the post that evening, reflects on it, and, surprisingly, it strikes a chord. The goal of having fun did get away from him there and he has a one-on-one with Economos to try and smooth things over.

Chris, Emilia and Leota agree to give it a second chance too, and they realise that not only is the party unbalanced, but so is the group dynamic at the table.

So this time, they try and get Murn to join in.

It takes even longer to convince Murn than it did to convince Harcourt.

The group had to resort to a fully referenced powerpoint presentation.

It was awesome.

Murn agrees to it on the basis that it makes a good leadership and teamwork exercise.

So session zero take 2 happens.

Harcourt rerolls her character, and makes a half-orc fighter. She’s still ruthlessly competitive in battle, but shifts her focus towards having fun with the group.

Murn gets to be the cleric. He had no ideas for his character so he just picked his character archetype and backstory verbatim from the player handbook. bless murn, he’s boring but we love him

Economos retools his edgy rogue concept to be a college of whispers bard instead, finally finding a happy medium between picking a class based on the party’s needs and playing a fun character.

Much, much later, either John or Adebayo step up to DM to give Adrian a break, and they very quickly realise why Adrian doesn’t play. He’s an absolute nightmare at the table who is somehow both a ruthlessly pedantic rules lawyer and a murder hobo who has a lifelong ban on playing casting classes from basically every other tabletop group in evergreen for trying to break the game as much as possible without actually cheating. He’s tried to make the peasant railgun happen. Ditto the bag of holding black hole glitch, chicken nugget surprise, and a whole slew more gamebreaking tactics that nobody would have thought possible. The monk character he creates is hilarious though, and he becomes a recurring minor NPC in the regular campaign.

On the day they push all the desks together to make a large DnD table, and the stationery cabinet is raided for notepads and pens.

Adrian brings all this really nice DnD stuff with him, he has this armful of books, a colour coded binder of DM notes, immaculately hand-painted minis at the ready, he brings the nice maps, he even brings a fancy bluetooth speaker to play cool ambient music for the session. And he had all that shit just sitting in his car. Y’know. For emergencies.

He also went way overboard and bought everybody a new set of dice each in colours he thinks they’ll like. He would’ve bought everyone custom minis, dice bags and notebooks on top of that too but he’s already overdrawn on his bank account so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Everyone else is on snack duty. Economos brings chips and salsa, Adebayo brings homemade cupcakes that she made with her wife, Harcourt was going to bring nothing but eventually caved and brought jello shots, and Chris and Murn both turned up with carrot sticks and hummus because there needs to be a healthy option and when they realise they brought the same thing they just glare at each other like rival PTA moms at a bake sale

Even though Murn doesn’t eat he still went that extra step of making the hummus himself at home with nice olive oil and a paprika garnish instead of buying it from the store like chris did, but chris did bring beer with him so that basically makes it a draw.

#peacemaker #hbo peacemaker #peacemaker 2022 #headcanon jamming #dnd #dungeons and dragons #long post #posts that i gone and done #enjoy fuckos <3 #background chris x harcourt #look dude it could be a good ship if they writers don't fall into the cookie cutter cishet romance trap #JAMES GUNN PLEASE LET ME WRITE FOR YOUR SHOW

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fandomficsnstuff · 3 years

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Guardian Angel

Daryl Dixon x Reader

(Warnings: It’s gonna get kinda gory cause the reader is gonna learn how to skin a rabbit, so prepare yourselves, also Merle is a creep, as always, also cussing and this is kinda long)

(Okay! So I’m considering making this a series, just don’t really know yet, but let me know if you guys want a series outta this, I have a lot of ideas for this. Also I'm borrowing my friend's computer so I'll try to get more fics done and post them, stay safe out therer ya'll!)

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You let out a huff as you continued to scrub the shirt on the washing board, listening to the girls talk, but too lost in your own head to listen. You were, however, brought out of your day dreaming by Carol’s voice, looking up at her and her kind smile that she always bore, despite what that monster of a husband did to her. “You alright honey?” You forced a smile, giving a brief nod before shrugging, “just lost in thought, I guess” you looked down briefly before looking back up, noticing how you had all of the girls’ attention now, making you bite your lip nervously “what?” Andrea was the first to giggle at your response, “oh nothing, just, does that thought of yours happen to carry a crossbow around?” your mouth fell open at her question, making her smirk at you and the other girls laugh “shut up!” you splashed water at her, making everyone, including you, laugh loudly. You all continued to laugh, you felt tears in your eyes as your stomach hurt from laughing, but it all died down once you heard a whistle, turning to look at none other but the biggest perv in camp, Merle Fucking Dixon.

“Well, what do we have here? What’re you pretty little ladies gigglin’ about?” It was amazing to see all the girls roll their eyes at the exact same time, it almost made you laugh again, almost. “Mind your own business, Merle” Andrea got back to washing the clothes, clearly not impressed with him, which no one was at this point, but Merle didn’t take too kindly to it “why don’t you say that to my face, sugar tits? I’d sure as hell love to shut that pretty little mouth of yours up” you gagged at Merle’s comment, feeling sick to your stomach, and a part of you admired Andrea for how she kept a stone face.

“In your dreams, Merle” Andrea huffed out, but Merle just smirked.

“Oh it sure will be” you gagged again, so you decided to get up, the wet clothes in your arms, you didn’t much feel like washing them again after throwing up on them because of Merle. “Excuse me ladies, I have to go throw up” you walked past Merle to hang up the clothes to dry, but stopped abruptly as Merle gave your ass a smack on the way, turning back to ogle at Andrea. You turned slowly around, quietly balancing all of the clothes in one hand to bend down and pick up a rock, almost the size of your palm, and a smirk slowly made it’s way onto your lips as you thought over your plan. You chugged it as hard as you could at Merle’s head, hitting him right on his balding head, and you just ran for it. You moved your legs as fast as you could, your mind going almost as fast, now you had to come up with something, you heard Merle yell from down in the quarry. You spotted Lori and bolted towards her, making her look up at you with narrowed eyes as you panted heavily, trying to find the words you needed to ask her to help you, but you barely had the chance before she extended her arms “go on, before he catches up” you smiled brightly, letting her take the wet clothes “thank you Lori you are a goddess!” she rolled her eyes with a smile “don’t I know it. Now go” you nodded and bolted off into the woods, you had your knife with you, you would be fine.

Once you thought you were far enough into the woods you leaned against a big tree, panting heavily as you tried to catch your breath, once you had a decent hold of your breathing, you slowed it down, listening for any sounds, but mostly listening for the angry footsteps of Merle searching for you. After a minute or so of listening, you breathed out a breathless laugh, bending over with your hands on your knees to really catch your breath, now that you had been holding it for a while. You were about to go back when you heard footsteps and leaves crunching, spinning around to see none other than your favorite Dixon, not that there was much competition.

You exhaled heavily, a hand over your hand “you scares the fuck outta me, Daryl” you gave him a warm smile, making him scoff as he approached you “wasn’t even tryin’ to be quiet” he commented as he approached, he never really looked at you, he was too shy, but now he were. You both had small moments like this where you could be yourselves, where he could look at you without blushing, at least not too much, and you found it adorable.

“Good game?” you asked, pointing to the squirrels and rabbits over his shoulder, making him glance at it and shrug “yeah, the rabbit was a bitch to find though” you furrowed your brows “what? The great Daryl Dixon, master hunter, couldn’t catch a little bunny?” you joked, making him scoff once again, shaking his head at you as he looked down before back up at you “nah I caught it alright, it was finding it that was a bitch” you smirked at him, studying him for a few seconds before shrugging, leaning against the tree you had been hiding behind just a few minutes earlier, “then why go after it?” Daryl looked down, blushing red like a tomato at your question, shrugging as he kept his eyes on the ground “well, you liked the last one I caught right?” you nodded, giving a small ‘mhm’ in conformation, which just made him shrug again, as if that was the answer itself. Your eyes widened a bit, and now it was your turn to look like a tomato, letting out a quiet ‘oh’ as you looked down at the leaves under your boots, a dumb grin on your face “well, that was very nice of you, Daryl, thank you” you nudged his shoulder as you looked back up at him, only to find him looking at you already. It was like a scene from a movie, and cliché as it sounds, the way the whole world just went away, how everything else faded as you held eye contact. Maybe it was just on your part, maybe you were just hallucinating, but you liked to think that he felt the same, even if it was just wishful thinking.

You were snapped out of it as he cleared his throat, looking down again, you didn’t think it was possible for his face to turn even more red, but here you were, staring at a very red Daryl. “So, wanna head back?” he looked back up at you, making you smile even more, though you wanted to say no, you wanted to just sit down on the ground with him and just talk. You wanted to stay here with him for so much longer, just have the world fade around you until only the two of you were left, you wanted to sit and talk about his life, the things he loved, the things he did before the whole world went to shit. You realized then that you didn’t know that much about him, you knew his life had been shit, it was a given, you knew he must’ve had a tough childhood, you knew he liked to be alone, he liked the quiet, hence the hunting and tracking, but other than that, you didn’t know much, but in this world you didn’t really need to, you thought. Who he was before didn’t matter, you knew who he was now, and that's all that mattered to you.

You realized you had been quiet and just staring at him when he said your name, you loved it when he said your name, it sounded so heavenly coming from his lips. “(Y/N)? You alright?” you blinked a few times before coughing, looking down embarrassed “y-yeah I just uh, I think I’ll stay here a while longer, you know? Enjoy nature and all that” he let out a small laugh, something you quickly engraved in your memory, it sounded so sweet, it was one of the very rare times you had heard it, and it was always when you were alone. Daryl walked past you towards camp, and for a second you actually thought he bought it, but seeing him turn around to face you, a knowing smirk on his lips made you realize that he simply knew you too well at this point, that or you were a lousy liar, one of the two, “come on, I ain’t gonna let him get ya”, you let out a small chuckle, stepping closer to him, leaning in and pecking his cheek, your own cheeks were burning up, so was the tip of your ears “thank you, Daryl” you went ahead towards camp, Daryl completely frozen in place though it didn’t last long, he soon caught up to you, walking next to you with his head down, though every once in a while you’d see him sneaking a glance at you out of the corner of your eyes, and it made a bright smile form on your lips.

As you reached the edge of camp you looked around for Merle, cautious, which made Daryl scoff in amusement “whatcha do this time?” you looked at him with as much innocence as you could muster, but seeing as it didn’t work you sighed, you knew it was his brother, so you didn’t want to upset him in any way “he was ogling and saying some things to Andrea… and when I tried to walk past him he slapped my ass,” you swore you saw Daryl clench his jaw, but you couldn’t be too sure, your eyes were partially on the ground, you cleared your throat and continued “and I uh, may or may not have.. thrown a rock at him, and hit him… possibly…” you dared to sneak a glance at Daryl, but all you could see was amusement “well, he ain't never learnt how to treat women” was all Daryl said as he sat down on a tree stump with a leg on each side, taking off the string of squirrels and two rabbits he had tied to it, you bit your lip to hide your smile, nodding and sitting down across from him on the ground, studying him as he was about to skin one of the two rabbits.

“Can you teach me?” his eyes looked up at yours and you swore you saw a hint of confusion in them, but he looked down quickly again “you sure? It ain’t pretty” you raised a brow at his comment, smirking at him “Daryl Dixon, just so you know, I ain’t a ‘pretty girl’ “you tried your best to match his accent, making him eye you before shaking his head again “please never do that again” you laughed low “what? I ain’t doin’ nothin’” you continued to say in the accent, making him smirk, but he tried to hide it “if you’re gonna be like that I won’t teach ya” you held your hands up in surrencer, seeing the amused look on his face that he tried to hide “alright, you win, now teach me” he scoffed low, shaking his head as he got out his hunting knife.

(this is where the gore kinda starts, so you can skip this part if you want to)

“Alright then. You’ll want to pinch the hide on the rabbit’s back and make a small cut. The hide of a rabbit is very thin and you don’t even need a knife to do this; I’ve used a sharp stick to puncture the skin. Now you’re gonna watch me, and then see how you do on the other one, got it?” you nodded with a small smile, turning your eyes back to his hands and the rabbit, you really did want to learn, so you paid as much attention as possible. “Once you’ve made the cut, work your middle and index finger from both hands into the opening, like this. Now, you’re gonna wanna have steady hands, you're just gonna hook your fingers under the skin and pull one hand toward the head and the other toward the ass, alright? Don’t be scared to use a bit of force” you bit your lip to hold back a laugh at his casual language, merely nodding your head and continuing to watch him work, “The skin will begin to tear and separate from the body in two pieces. Keep pulling, grabbing more of the skin as you go to get a better grip, alright? It’s gonna be a bit tough but it’s alright. Now you just gotta work the legs out.” you nodded as you watched him, and before you knew it, your mouth opened “like pulling off a shirt” you blushed as he looked at you but he just shrugged and looked back down to the rabbit “yeah, somethin’ like that”, he gave you a small smirk before continuing his work, continuing to pull on the fur, ripping on it left the feet still covered, it reminded you of tiny shoes.

(the gore ends now, there’ll be hints at the rest of the process but this is where the explanation and detail ends)

You watched as he made a final pull, tugging harshly at the rear and you had a small snapping like noise, realizing the tail had been pulled off as well “wow” Daryl scoffed low “eh don’t worry about it, it happens, just saves the work of doing it later” you nodded as he put the now skinned fur to the side, about to tell you what to do next when you heard your name being called by an angry raspy voice, your head snapping around to look at the source, the source being Merle Dixon himself, the man you had completely forgotten about.

“(Y/N)! You little bitch!” Merle still held the back of his head in pain, and it would've made you laugh, if you didn’t feel like he could kill you at any moment given how angry he was. You were stuck in between smirking and running away, but Daryl quickly brought Merle’s attention away from you “whatchu want Merle?” he sounded pissed off, and a part of you hoped it was because he enjoyed spending time with you, and because that time was now interrupted, another part was worried that this was just because today was being too much, had it really been that difficult to find those rabbits for you? Or maybe you pushed it too far with asking him to teach you, but on the other hand, he actually seemed like he enjoyed teaching you, so maybe it really was just the aura or Merle annoying the hell out of him.

“Ain’t got nothin’ to do with you baby brother, so mind ya own business! (Y/N) you bitch! Think you can just throw shit at me and get away with it?! Huh?! I’m gonna show you-” Daryl stood up the second Merle took a step closer to you “just piss of Merle, I don’t care if she threw shit at ya, ya ain’t dead, so stop whining like a little bitch” your eyes widened at the scene unfolding in front of you, you had never heard Daryl talk to him that way, and these two weren’t exactly shy about fighting in front of others. Merle glanced between the two of you, a part of him was seething and another part of him was mocking you as he started to laugh “well! What do we have here? Little baby Daryl’s in love, everybody! What’s gonna happen next huh? You gonna let her paint your nails, huh? Maybe play dress up?! I ain’t the one acting like a little love sick puppy so don’t call me a whiny bitch!” As quick as he had acted amused he acted furious, they stood chest to chest now, their noses almost touching as they stared each other down, and you were pretty positive that if it went on any longer, one of them would punch the other.

“G-Guys… maybe, uh… maybe we could all just take a step back?” you glanced at Glenn as he nervously approached, God bless his heart, he was just trying to make everyone calm down. Glenn had always been sweet to you, Dale as well, so you cringed when Merle spun around and hit him in the face, Glenn had tried to move away but Merle had still hit him, you quickly sprung to your feet, your first instinct was to hold Daryl back as he moved towards Merle, but you let Shane handle him, pinning him to the ground with his hands behind his back, holding him down.

“Don’t, Daryl, come on” you whispered, you hadn’t realized how close you two stood, until you tore your eyes away from Merle to look at Daryl, his face mere inches away from yours, but he didn’t notice, he was too busy contemplating if he should get Shane off of Merle or if he should help hold him down. You frowned as Daryl moved from your side “get the fuck off of him!” he ripped Shane to the side, helping Merle stand up and you couldn’t help the scoff you let out. You looked down and shook your head, walking past him to Glenn, kneeling besides him to look at his cheek, Lori, Andrea and Amy were on the ground next to him as well “here let me look” you inspected his cheek cringing a bit seeing the redness “it’s alright, he hit you but you still moved back, you’re not gonna get a bruise I think” Glenn nodded as he held his cheek again, wincing slightly as all the girls, you included, helped him stand up, even though he could do so just fine.

You glanced at Dale, giving him a small smile, assuring him that Glenn was okay, to which he visibly relaxed. You glanced at Daryl who was busy yelling at Shane to not touch his brother, and Shane yelling back that he shouldn’t just hit people then. It was chaos, not in a traditional sense, but those three yelling at each other, Glenn hurt, even though it wasn’t serious, it just made you feel like this was chaos.

You sighed and walked off towards the quarry, Andrea and Lori helping Glenn put something cold on his cheek. You sighed as you sat down on a rock near the water, watching the ripples caused by the wind, you barely noticed Dale approaching, sitting down next to you on a rock. You both sat there in silence watching the water, and after a while Dale finally broke the silence “it’s so quiet here” you hummed in response, taking in a deep breath of fresh air “yeah it is… almost makes you forget how shit everything is” Dale chuckled low “yeah, though not everything is bad” you looked at him “no?” Dale shook his head and met your gaze “I saw you and Daryl, that’s not bad, is it?” you chuckled low and looked out over the water again “no, I guess… I mean… I just wish he-... you know? I just-... and he, he just… it’s frustrating” you sighed and looked down at the rocks under your feet, picking one up and fiddling with it “Daryl is-”

“Complicated?” you laughed as Dale basically finished your sentence, nodding your head gently “yeah, but he’s also so sweet… it’s his brother Merle, he irks him and riles him up and he just… he’s just so… I don’t know… but it’s not who Daryl is, Daryl is sweet and shy and I know he doesn’t show it a lot but he’s so kind, while hunting, he remembered that I liked the rabbit he caught last time, so he went out of his way to find two more today, it makes me feel, I don’t know… special, and when he defended me from Merle, it made me feel like he’s my guardian angel sometimes...” you shrugged, looking back at Dale who nodded, giving you a knowing look which made you blush as you realized what you had just said out loud, your gaze turning back to the rock in your hands.

“I agree, you know, Daryl is definitely not like his brother, I’m just happy he shows it to someone at least, instead of hiding it. No one can be alone with who they are all the time, at least they shouldn’t, in my experience” you hummed low again, your eyes looking back out over the water, a small smile on your lips “‘walking in the dark with a friend is better than walking alone in the light’” you mumbled, making Dale look at you with an intrigued look, a warm smile still on his lips, as it usually was. “It’s… it’s a quote from Helen Keller” you explained, Dale giving you a small ‘aha’ sound before looking back out over the water. You both sat there for a while longer, he had given guard duty to Andrea before coming down here, so you both just sat and watched the water and the sun reflected upon it’s surface.

#Daryl Dixon #Daryl Dixon x Reader #TWD Fic #daryl x y/n

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f4iryfever · 3 years

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Description: You're his girlfriend and you baked him a cake and surprised him

Pairings: Remus x reader

Which year?: Hogwarts year 5, 1975

Warnings: food, fluff, loads of hugs and kisses

Inspiration: One thing by One Direction

Being the girlfriend of a guy who turns into a werewolf once a month and is obsessed with chocolates is a true blessing. Today is your boyfriend, Remus Lupin's 16th birthday and you wanted him to have a birthday that he'll never forget which is why you're currently in the kitchen with the house elves

"Krafty can you check on the chocolate cake please" You ordered the light elf as you continued to decorate the chocolate cookies that you made; you heard the oven open leaving a delicious scent in the kitchen then close but the smell still lingered and became oddly near you

"Krafty has got the chocolate cake for Y/n L/n" The happy looking elf presented you the brown cake proudly, the cake was well baked and looked absolutely mouthwatering. You could eat it right there and then but stopped yourself

"Thank you Krafty" You took the cake from his grasp and placed it on the counter near you and you went back into business with the cookies, you added the letter S to the last cookie before moving away from your masterpiece to check if it is perfect

'Happy Birthday Remus' You wrote on each of the treats as a proud smile creeped up to your face, you heard loud laughter booming through the walls of the kitchen and saw three boys coming in

"Hey y/n/n, we did what you told us to!" Peter squealed merrily with a big smile before starting to sniff the room "Ooh what is that delicious smell?" He asked looking at the other two boys in confusion

"It's the cake and cookies" You moved aside to show them your hard work, the boys strolled over and their eyes bulged open so wide their eyes were close to coming out of their sockets "Woah y/n they look absolutely splendid!" Sirius gushed picking up a cookie, he moved it near his mouth but you snatched it away from him carefully so the writing wouldn't mess up "Not now Padfoot" You glared at him and he put his hands up in surrender

"Okay so the plan is to surprise him?" James inquired with a raised eyebrow and you nodded, you wanted to surprise Remus because you knew he didn't want anything and he has told the boys that he doesn't want them to waste any money or time on him and obviously you and the boys didn't listen

"Okay so we'll-" "Not so fast Prongs" You cut him off mid sentence holding tightly onto him, Sirius and Peter so they don't squirm away "You three will help me to decorate the cake" The black haired and curly haired boys groaned in ignorance as you rolled your eyes at their childish behaviour "I love decorating!" The small boy jumped excitedly with a small giggle causing the boys to glare at him and you to laugh at him

"Let's get started boys!"

"Sirius Orion Black, you try to eat that cookie again and you'll wake up bald" You threatened your annoying friend for the hundredth time making the other two laugh again as you glared at them once again, the grey eyed boy gasped dramatically using one hand to comb through his hair

You rolled your eyes at his irritating presence and he chuckled at how easy it is to infuriate you.

The four of you successfully managed to go to the common room without spilling or ruining anything, just like the other boys you threatened everyone who tried to touch the cake or take a taste of it

You heard your best friend, Lily Evans talking to your boyfriend about the Transfiguration exam coming up next week. "Okay wormtail go" You demanded the short boy and he nodded clearing his throat saying the password to the fat lady before strolling in the large red room causing the attention inside to go on him "Hello Remus, my old friend" "Uh Remus I'm sorry but i have to go to the toilet" "Take your time"

You saw the red head motioning you guys to come in, you followed her instructions as you and the others tip toed across the room to get to Remus who is now in a deep conversation with Peter about muggle cars "Woah so they never heard of flying cars!" The blonde boy's eyes widened slamming his hands on the wooden table moving closer to the Sandy haired "Nope they find it freaky deaky"

You always loved it when Remus used slang, it suited him and you loved hearing the words sliding off his mouth so smoothly. "Groovy" You heard Peter mutter under his breath before Lily covered Remus' eyes surprising him "Who's there?" He squealed out in a high pitched voice and his book fell from his open hands

You stifled in a giggle placing the cake onto the table and Sirius placed the cookies on the other side of the brown table before Lily took her hands off his face "Happy Birthday Remus!" You chuckled at his face as his cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a deep red

He stared at the cake for a while then turned to you to stare in awe for a minute then copied the same actions on our other friends before turning back to me with tears glazing over his eyes "Y-you did this?" He pointed his finger at the cake and cookies

You nodded with a small smile "Yeah" You breathed out, a smile broke onto his face as he leaped over to you squishing your cheeks and colliding your lips with his. You were taken aback by the sudden action as you relaxed under his touch before softly placing your hands on his cheeks kissing him back

You heard Lily and Peter aww at the sight and the other two boys gagged at it playfully, you heard the two whine out an ow

"Save that for the bedroom" You laughed into the kiss breaking the two of you apart, Remus slapped Sirius on the arm playfully as Sirius kept on chuckling. James mimicked the scene earlier making you roll your eyes and mess his hair "Ah not the hair!"

"It's messy anyway Jamie"

"Guys..." You all turned around to the timid voice of the blond only to see his once blue eyes turn dark as his eyes lingered on the cake as if it was going to run away from him

You all looked at each other holding in a laugh before turning back to Peter who held his stare "When are we going to eat the cake?" Drool was practically falling from his mouth, the sight disgusted you all yet was amusing

You looked back at Remus who only motioned his head towards his dorm room with a smirk, you giggled getting up "We're just going to play some games in my room" Your boyfriend announced holding your hand and leading you to his messy shared dorm

"Yeah me and Prongs are going to prank Snivellus" Sirius picked the brown eyed boy by the collar so he too doesn't drool at the sight of his long time crush, Lily Evans, and ran out of the warm room leaving the red head by herself wondering why she became friends with such backstabbers

"Well I gotta skitty" She scurried away as fast as possible so he doesn't ask any questions, the boy stayed on his seat not caring if his friends left nor minding the loud noises coming from his dorm room "Cookies and cakes you're mine!"

a/n: this is kinda bad ngl but I MADE THIS IN 2 HOURS IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF

#remus lupin fanfiction #marauders #remus lupin x reader smut #remus x reader #remus x you #remus lupin smut #regulus black #regulus x reader #regulus imagine #harry potter imagines #sirius black #remus x sirius #sirius x you #peter pettigrew #james potter #james potter x y/n #james potter x regulus black #james potter x reader

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donutloverxo · 4 years

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Smooth

Note - This is a birthday gift for my babie🥺🥺 Amber aka @sweater-daddiesdumbdork. I'm sorry Steve's as hairless as a seal😔 at least you have Ari Mike and Colin!

Summary - You're surprised to find just how smooth Steve is.

Pairing - Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings - smut, unprotected sex, loss of virginity, name calling, captain kink, rip steves pubes lol.

Word count - 2.6k

Masterlist is linked in the bio!

“What the fuck do you mean you haven’t done it yet?!” You cringed pushing your palms on your ears to block out Ella’s screeching. Maybe it was a mistake to tell her that you still hadn’t hit that supersoilder-golden-boy-next-door.

“We’re just waiting for the right moment you know?” You murmured. You couldn’t tell her the real reason. That Steve had never been intimate with anyone. Even if she was your best friend that was Steve’s secret to tell, not yours.

“When will the right moment come” She shook her head “I’m disappointed in you. You get to date that hunk of a man, and how long has it been a year?”

“Six months!” You defended yourself.

“As if that makes a difference” She scoffed.

“We will do it soon when we’re both ready.” You said ironing out the wrinkles on your dress which you were showing her.

“Alright I just want you to be happy” She rolled her eyes finally giving in “but why're you dressed as a nun?” She looked you up and down confused.

“I’m not a nun! I’m supposed to be snow white. Steve will be my prince.” You couldn’t help the love-struck grin that appeared on your face. You really were living out your best fairy tale with him.

“Wouldn’t you rather wear something traditional” She suggested.

“Hm?” You asked looking at your reflection in your dressing table mirror. You were covered head to toe. Your hair done up like that of snow white with a red headband. “How is this not traditional?” You wondered. It seemed like an okay, albeit cheesy but you were a cheesy couple, costume for Halloween.

“I meant traditional for our generation.” She snickered. She would never say it in front of Steve, but she loved making fun of you for dating someone who was old enough to be your grandpa and how you liked older men. “like a slutty snow White” she continued.

“Nope” You said popping the p and going back into your closet to take off the uncomfortable and restricting dress. You had no idea how you will spend an entire night in that thing. “I don’t want to ruin Disney Princesses for him. He likes them a lot” you shouted so she could hear you. It was so cute how he liked to hum or even sing along with the musicals sometimes. He appreciated the art and the vibrant colors. The idealistic happy endings appealed to the romantic in him.

You came out of your closet taking in deep breathes of fresh air, your torso no longer restricted “That doesn’t mean you can’t still be slutty” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at you.

“What do you have in mind?” You were curious. You were excited to be Steve’s princess. But you would trade that if you what you truly wanted.

Steve groaned looking at himself all done up in his 'prince' costume. Yeah it was his idea to be Snow White and her prince but you were the one who suggested doing a costume together! He couldn’t say no when you looked at him so expectedly. When you gushed so much about this being your favorite holiday.

He looked... ridiculous. There was no other way to put it. From the neck up he was fine, his clean shaven face and golden yellow hair pushed back. He looked like his normal self. But then his pale blue shirt with the balloon sleeves, the dark vest over it and his huge black boots, all topped with a sword strapped to his hip. It reminded him of his army days, when he was nothing more than a monkey.

He contemplated all the teasing he would probably have to endure from his friends the whole night. It would be absolutely worth it to make you happy. With his mind made up he left his apartment and headed towards yours, just across the hallway, to pick you up for the party at the tower. He did lose the sword. That was just too over the top.

He knocked on your door, giddy with excitement to see you in your snow white dress. He made sure to treat you like a princess, how you deserve to be treated by everyone, but to actually see you dressed as one would be something else.

His jaw dropped on the floor as you opened the door and he got a good look at you. You were dressed in... lingerie? You were a white lacy bodysuit that hugged your curves in all the right places. Leaving your legs completely bare. If that wasn’t enough you were wearing a tiara attached to a veil.

He couldn’t stifle the damn near animalistic growl that escaped his throat. He averted his gaze from your pushed up titts to your face. Your make up all done up, from the neck up you almost looked like a bride. “What the hell are you wearing doll?” he grumbled.

“Oh you don’t like it?” you clucked your tongue and looked down at your sexy costume “What a shame. It only costs like 500 dollars” Yeah maybe you were an idiot to spend so much money on a costume but if it worked you’d be seeing stars tonight so it'd be worth it.

“What happened to being snow white? What are you even supposed to be?” You moved to the side so you could let him into your apartment. He ran his hand through his hair plopping down on your couch, his eyes never leaving your body.

“I’m a slutty bride” You twirled in front of him to give him a nice view of your, barley covered, ass.

“That’s lingerie doll. You can’t go out dressed like that” He raised his hand to touch your ass, maybe give it a little squeeze but you quickly turned around.

Your hands on your hips you asked “Why not?”

“Because” He paused pulling you into him by grabbing at your hips “only I get to see you like this” His hand reached at your backside and he groaned squeezing your ass before giving it a light swat. He chuckle as you yelped from the sudden slap.

“Well then what do you suggest I do with this?” You asked nonchalantly playing with your veil “Are you saying I don’t look pretty?” You gave him your best mock puppy eyes. You could clearly see just how much he liked that on you. But you needed him to say it and to do something about it.

“You know that’s not true” You yelped as he flipped you into the couch, trapping you under him.

“I don’t know Steve. You don’t seem to be a huge fan of it. I thought you’d like me being your slut.” You brought out the big guns, jutting your bottom lip out. You knew he’d melt on the spot.

“Fine. You can be my slut.” He couldn’t believe he actually said that word. His mother raised him in a certain way. To respect women and to never ever use those words to address a woman. And he did respect all women and you. But she also taught him to be passionate and give his all to everything he did. So it would only be fair that he fucked you, respectfully, with everything he has got and gave you everything you asked for.

He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back. Biting and sucking on your neck and then trailing down your clavicle. Making sure to leave bruises so everyone could see who you belonged to. He kissed your throat and revelled in the vibrations caused by your moans. Your hands in clutching onto his head and completely messing up his well done hair. He finally let up and admired his work. The white and red marks that would soon turn a dark shade of violet.

He hauled you over his shoulder walking towards your bedroom. As you squirmed and then laughed in his hold.

He had to struggle a lot to off his clothes. They were so intricate, with the buttons and buckles, reminded him of his stealth suit. He pulled off his boots and crawled onto the bed, kneeling between your legs only in his tight black boxer briefs.

He looked at your face and frowned at the puzzled expression it held as you stared at his nude body. He suddenly felt self conscious. All the insecurities, from back when he was the little guy came back to him. He thought women liked him now. Even you were so entranced and attracted to his bulky figure. Which he couldn’t help but be proud of.

But right now, for some reason you didn’t look impressed. He sanked back to sit on his calves. He had completely given himself to you. What if you rejected him? He had no idea how he would deal with that blow.

“Oh!” You exclaimed as you noticed Steve’s defeated state. In your ogling and processing you didn’t realise that you might’ve hurt his feelings. “Stevie?” You knelt before him caressing his cheek. “I’m just taken aback a bit okay?” you tried to reassure him.

“Why?” He finally met your gaze looking into your guys.

“I mean...” You trailed off running your hand down the smooth and vast expanse of his chest. “You’re so smooth? You don’t have any hair.” You struggled to get the sentence out. Suddenly realises just how ridiculous it sounded.

“I – yeah that’s how I’ve always been. I thought that’s what women wanted” He murmured cutely tilting his head “You don’t like it?” His voice wavering with nervousness.

“Steve. What kinda question is that?” And you cringed as he reminded you that you did the same thing just moments ago. “I was kidding! Steve there is nothing about you that’s not to like. Yeah I do like a bit of fuzz but I’d love you just as much even if you were bald.” You said and he looked as if he was processing your words. “You are my dream guy. My prince.” You beamed trailing kisses down his flushed torso. “How about I show you?” You didn’t wait for his answer, taking off your veil and your tiara with it. You rolled his briefs down his hips and he helped you take them off. You looked in shock at his beautiful rosy cock, which was almost hard, and his lack of hair....

You quickly whipped your head up knowing he would assume the worst “Steve! It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen” You said stroking his length and licking the tip, which was oozing with precum, to prove it. “It’s just unexpected. That’s all.” You took him in your mouth. Just as you anticipated, he was too big, you could barely fit his tip in your mouth.

“Well you know the...” He bunched your hair in his fist, struggling to keep from pushing you down further.

“What?” You asked as he slipped out of you.

“I thought that’s what people did nowadays” He was turning redder every second “I didn’t... In the pornography...and I thought tonight you and me..”

You snorted and out a hand on your mouth to keep from laughing. “Steve! Porn isn’t real. You can do whatever you want with your body. But you’re in for a rude awakening.”

“What do you mean?” he asked trying his best to ignore his aching cock and your wet swollen lips.

“Just wait till it grows back” You grimaced “it’s gonna itch like crazy. That’s why I uh... never you know do it. Just warning you” You chuckled nervously.

“Enough talking” He groaned at the thought of your wet pussy and how much he had been fantasizing about it for the last several months. He pushed you on your back and quickly worked on removing your bodysuit. When you laid completely bare in front of him. He swore you were the more beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.

He trailed down your body settling his broad shoulders between your legs. He groaned at the sight in front of him. You weren’t lying and he indeed preferred this. He dove right in licking and sucking to see what you like best. He had never ate a woman out before but he had been doing his research. Porn was too gratuitous and was clearly only made for the male gaze, reading women’s magazines and some more ‘sex for dummies' books he bought as discreetly as he could.

Which is where he got the stupid idea that everyone liked shaved dicks now. Which was only backed up by his friends and the locker room talk about ‘manscaping'. Tony and Clint were classic over sharers. He wouldn’t be surprised if they purposely misled him. He didn’t have much hair on his balls to begin with, but he expected to give himself to you tonight, so he carefully put the razor on his balls and shaved it all off. The things he would do for you and the lengths he would go for you.

From your moans and the way you were pushing his head harder into your core, he could tell that he was doing a good job. You thrashed and squirmed as he held you down by pushing down on your stomach. You came gushing all over his face and he made sure to drink it all up, not wasting a single drop.

He loomed over you, his cock nudging at your entrance. You both moaned in unison as he sinked into you, groaning into the crook of your neck as he bottomed out.

His hands greedily squeezed your hips, your breasts, your ass, whatever they could get a hold of as he slowly rocked his hips against yours. He knew if he went any faster he would blow his load right then and there.

“I’m gonna cum Steve.” You wailed and if he didn’t know any better he would think that you were in pain.

“You gonna cum? Go ahead” He harshly shaved his cock into you “Be a good slut. Cum all over your captains cock.” He felt his own release not far behind, not with your tight wet cunt milking him for all he’s got. He gasped when you raked your nails into his shoulders, crying loudly in his ear. He lost his rhythm. Lifting your hips up to fuck him like the animal you’ve turned him into. His hips stuttered as he came deep inside you.

He stayed inside you and on top of you for a minute. Catching his breathe he finally pulled out of you and laid down beside you, pulling you into his chest.

“I’m on the pill.” You mumbled into his chest. Not wanting him to worry about that. You smiled against his chest laying a kiss over his soft nipple. There were plenty of benefits to being so smooth and hairless. You could trace those hard abs of his with your tongue for hours. You changed your mind. You liked them smooth and silky now. Or maybe because he was so hairless. You didn’t know and it didn’t matter.

“I think I like seeing you as a bride.” He said his fingers idly playing with your hair, curling a strand of it.

You only muttered something as a response. Probably too far gone into slumber. He traced your smooth skin for a while before joining you in it. Completely forgetting about the party you were both supposed to be at.

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ramp-it-up · 3 years

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We Are Young

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Minors DNI, Explicit language, explicit casual sex, drinking, a bowling alley, bathroom sex.

A/N: This is from an old smut prompt which requested sex with stranger Lin at a bar. Changed it just a little. Maybe I’m jaded because it’s not so filthy to me. It’s like, smut light?.

I stole @ivycomet ‘s pic and gif because this is her fault. There will be a part two very soon.

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2011

You couldn't decide what to do with your weave.

You fussed with in the mirror, frustrated because up would mean comfort in the 88-degree heat and down would just look fly as you were having a bomb hair day.

Even though it was after 8 pm, it was still hot as hell in NYC.

You were having serious second thoughts about this. You usually worked your life away, but brushed the qualms out of your mind as you settled for a pony tail.

You smoothed the white bandeau top stretched across your breasts and turned around to check the back zipper on the cute high waisted navy blue polka dot shorts you were wearing; the perfect outfit for the 4th of July.

You didn't usually show so much skin but it was beyond time to turn up.

After you were dressed, you straightened the mess you’d made in the bedroom of the Harlem apartment you shared with your bestie Mayra, which you really only used to sleep, a place to lay your head between busy.

It was the perfect setup for you and her. You had a decent place to live and you didn't cramp her style.

She was always constantly trying to get you to go out and have fun, but the life of an editor could be all consuming, if you were trying to climb manuscripts to the top. Which you were.

“There is no excuse not to get loose tonight.” Mayra told you over the phone earlier. “We're going to have fun, you will relax, and maybe meet someone interesting."

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“Tell me again why we are at a bowling alley?'" You were ready to go home. You looked up at the sign on the building.

"This is NOT what's up."

"Shut the fuck up and go inside. Damn. Always got to be so difficult. I liked it better when you didn't talk in the 6th grade."

When you walked in, it was so different than the outside. It was almost like a club, the lighting, the lounge behind the bowling lanes, and the scantily clad waitresses.

A huge dude was standing just inside the door. A bouncer.

"Derek! What up!" Mayra greeted the bouncer with a hug.

She introduced him to you.

"We met when I first started coming here a few months ago. He's cool people.”

Mayra leaned in and Derek nodded toward the far side of the alley. She grinned.

"Thanks." She started walking further into the alley. "Let's go to the bar."

You were nonplussed.

You followed Mayra and plopped down on a stool, taking out your phone and started to answer emails when Your friend grabbed your phone and put it on the counter, handing you a drink.

“Get your ass off your shoulders and out of your phone. We’re here to have fun!”

You just shook your head, but you took the drink and sipped. It was Real McCoy and Coke.

"NIceeee." you grinned, liking the way the drink felt going down.

"Hey. Slow down." Mayra was cracking up. "Don’t get wasted. You’re a lightweight.”

You flipped her off as you drank up. “Fuck you.”

But you knew it was true. But you just wanted to have some fun tonight.

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You and Mayra went to get a locker and shoes and then went toward the lane that Mayra’s friends had reserved.

"Who the fuck knew that bowling alleys had VIP sections?"

You and Mayra toasted your glasses, You were getting a buzz that made you feel warm and happy inside. Kinda like chocolate.

You found yourself among a group of people that kept getting larger.

"Hmph. Look at those guys over there..." Mayra was checking out the guys at the next lane.

You were sitting down putting on your bowling shoes, shaking your head that apparently Mayra was into guys tonight.

You looked over and caught a smedium height carmel-colored guy checking you out. He looked a little familiar, but you didn't think you knew him.

You smiled at him, but kept your eyes moving so as not to encourage him. The flash of his watch caught your eye and suddenly you went back to his eyes again.

He raised his drink with the offending arm to his very nice lips and stared at you.

You flushed and looked away, taking a sip of your own drink.

“That’s Lin-Manuel.” Mayra had been watching you. “And he’s cute. But he’s also a really dope person.”

“Cool.”

You tried to play it off and tied your other shoe. Someone tapped you on the shoulder and you looked up, expecting to see Mayra. But it was carmel dude.

You moved to stand up beside him. Your head spun with the sudden motion and the alcohol.

You looked at him shyly; he was so familiar. You smiled at him, cocking your head to the side.

Lin felt like the world shifted and he had to plant his feet. That smile was everything. He had to be careful not to check you out too hard.

The way you were looking him straight in the eye, like you knew his soul, confirmed to him that he should get to know you better.

He had to stay cool. "I'm Lin."

He reached his hand out toward you. You looked around and Mayra was nowhere to be found.

Something about that smile, that mouth. You reached out your hand to him. You shook and Lin kept your hand in his.

You two just looked at each other until you realized you were staring. Then you looked down at your bowling shoes.

You looking away gave Lin the chance to check you out. That body. Yes. He had to get to next to you.

But his game was usually wack. He couldn’t fuck it up. He decided to just be himself. He needed to make you laugh.

Before he could speak, everyone from the other lane came over and mingled. There was a taller cute bald headed dude named Chris, another guy named Bill, another dark handsome guy that told you to call him UTK.

More people with weird names were introduced to you, Two-Touch, Jelly Donut, Shockwave, and Arthur the Geniuses who was very nerdy but strangely attractive to you.

You started talking to him, but you felt Lin’s eyes on you the whole time the group was chatting and mingling.

You went to check your phone and realized it wasn't there. You looked down at the seat where you had been sitting and began to panic.

“Oh no, my phone!” You exclaimed while looking around.

Lin's voice was very near your ear.

"Looking for this?"

A shiver ran through you. You looked down at his hand and saw your phone.

“I found it on the bar, I was going to see if it was anyone’s over here…”

A flood of relief washed over you, and you went to grab it. You pulled your hand back at the spark that surged through your fingers when they made contact with Lin's skin.

"Whoa. Must be static." Lin felt it, too.

Your eyes locked for a split second and Lin saw another universe. He tried to shake it off. This was crazy.

You looked up into his chocolate brown eyes and his long ass lashes. Okay. You could get lost here.

He handed the phone to you and smiled in response to your happiness at getting it back. You looked up and smiled back at him.

There was a little awkward silence as you both looked at each other and imagined the possibilities. Wild thoughts. But only for two seconds.

You were imagining his lips on you in places that had not been seen or touched by another human in many moons.

Lin was thinking about having your brown legs wrapped around him as he tried to get real deep with you. The shorts you were wearing were everything. He couldn’t think about the top or else his eyes would be glued there the rest of the night.

You were shocked at how your thoughts were so explicit about this man you just met.

Lin was thinking of a way to make his daydream come true.

You looked away at Chris who was setting up the bowling order and at UTK and Mayra who were looking deep into one another’s eyes. Your eyes came back to Lin. It was inevitable.

"Thank you."

There was another awkward silence. This was getting dangerous, you thought. You needed some space before you said or did something reckless.

“I’m… going to get another drink…”

“Let me buy it for you.”

The way he was smirking at you made you feel some kinda way. It was like he knew exactly what it would take to get you to cum. Fuck.

“Oh. Ok.”

Lin’s was looking over his shoulder and smirking. When you checked you saw Chris shaking his head and smiling.

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An hour later, you were getting moist at Lin’s intelligence. He gave the greatest literary conversation you’d ever had. Nerds turned you the fuck on.

Your conversation was so dope. You listened to how Lin was going to burn the world up with his brilliance and you let him know how you were a success at being innovative in breaking down.

The more you drank, the more you wanted to fuck his brains out. You had to try to chill.

“So what was that all about when we left the alley area? You and your homeboy playing games?”

“Me and Chris?” Lin laughed. “Nah. Chris is like my big brother. He laughs at me for pursuing women who are out of my league.”

You took a sip of your drink, set it down and smiled at him.

“So, are you pursuing me?”

That smile. And was he blushing? Awww. How fuckably cute. You chuckled and Lin brightened up a little.

“I’d be an idiot not to. I mean, damn. You’re gorgeous.”

What was it about this nerd dude that was turning you on so much? Those eyes? Nah, that mouth. And his cute pink tongue that darted out and cleaned up his mouth after a drink.

‘I have something he can clean up,’ you thought, as you crossed your legs to calm your clit down.

Lin took in your legs in the shorts and had to recall lines of Shakespeare to calm his threatening woodie. He decided to go for it.

“The guys have already started a game; they haven’t missed us and they won't.”

He looked down and you noticed his long lashes again. Then he looked up at you again with those eyes and you almost fell off your stool.

“You wanna get out of here?”

“Hell yeah.”

It was out before you knew it. Lin laughed and told the bartender to put your drinks on Christopher Jackson’s tab.

You texted Mayra where that you were leaving with Lin.

“Get it! I’m so glad that I dragged your ass out of the house.”

“Shut up.”

You almost forgot that you were still wearing bowling shoes.

“We can’t go out in New York City in stolen bowling shoes. It’s 25 to life.”

Lin looked down and laughed.

“You’re right!”

You made your way over to the locker area, which was in a corner of the bowling alley. Lin sat down and started taking off his shoes.

You sauntered over, put your foot up on the bench and showed off your leg and your back arch as you slowly took off yours and replaced them with your high heeled sandals.

Yes. You were officially on your bullshit.

Lin stopped what he was doing to watch you.

“Holy fuck!” he thought.

You looked over at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh shit? Did I say that out loud? Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth…”

He was outright staring at you with his mouth open, the look on his face so fucking hot to you.

He cleared his throat. “Ummmm. I just have to say, you are gorgeous and I am very attracted to…” he motioned to your body. “All that.”

You laughed heartily.

“Really? Thanks. I am attracted to you as well, Lin.” You put your other leg up and took off your other shoe in the same manner as before.

This time however, you leaned toward him so that he could see down your top. Then, you stood up and smoothed it with your hands, making sure your fingers lingered over your nipples.

You could hear Lin’s soft moan as you did that.

“You make me want to do things, Lin.”

You walked over to where he was and stood before him, placing your legs on either side of his.

Lin was eye level with your crotch, gave a mischievous smirk and looked up as he placed his hands on your thigh.

You sat on his lap and his hands moved up to cup your ass as he let you on, widening his legs so that you were positioned right over his cock.

Feeling the sizeable hard on, you started moving. Yes. You would let Lin’s huge cock ruin you after knowing him for two hours. You only live once.

When you finally kissed after all the flirting and teasing, it was like a door to sin opened up.

You tried as hard as you could to put your tongue down his throat, and Lin stood up with your ass in his hands and slammed your back against the lockers behind you.

He started grinding into you through your clothes and your wetness began to drip onto your already moist panties.

When you came up for air, you both realized where you were. You slowly slid down his body and you separated a bit, but neither of you were satisfied. You looked at his jeans and how excited he was.

“That must be uncomfortable.” You reached out and brushed your fingers against his hard cock. He whimpered a bit and replied.

“It is.” His eyes held yours. You nodded to the left.

“Well, let’s take care of that.”

You took his hand and led him to the single use bathroom that was actually pretty decent. Clean, modern amenities. You breathed a sigh of relief when you saw a small basket of assorted condoms on the vanity. You were in love with this place.

You locked the door behind you.

Lin leaned against the sink, palming himself over his jeans.

“I’d like to see it?”

Lin smirked and reached for his belt buckle. You bit your lip as you watched. That sound of the belt buckle clanking got you even wetter, and as Lin showed you his black boxer briefs, then his caramel colored cock, it was game over.

You literally started to drip as he stroked his cock for you.

“Oh shit. I like that.”

It was a good size and so smooth and beautiful. You moved closer and put your hand on it. You took over stroking and felt his firm warm manhood in your hand, leaning forward and kissing him as he closed his eyes.

It would have been a nice, innocent kiss if you weren’t pumping pre-cum out of him in a bowling room bathroom.

“Fuck, what are you doing to me?”

Lin opened his eyes and they blazed warm fire at you. He put his hands on your waist, feeling the bare skin there and then suddenly, spun you around so that he was behind you and you were facing the mirror.

He ran his hands up your waist to your bandeau top, searching for and finding your nipples as he went. His fingers curled into the top and pulled it down, freeing your breasts into his waiting hands.

“So fucking beautiful. I was thinking of doing this since I first saw you.”

He grabbed them and toyed with your nipples with his fingers and thumbs. You arched your back, feeling his warm hardness there.

Lin trailed one of his hands up to your neck and grabbed it, making you moan because that is what you’d wanted from him all night. His hands on you aggressively.

Then, he took your chin and moved it toward his mouth, lewdly kissing you as he felt you up and squeezed your neck.

Next, his hand went from you neck to the waist band of your shorts and inside. You squirmed, as he was now twisting your nipple and searching your pussy inside your shorts.

When he found your wet, bare folds, you moaned your appreciation against his mouth as he rubbed up and down your slick lips.

“You like that?” Lin asked as he pulled away to catch his breath.

You just moaned again. His fingers were skimming along your clit as they rubbed up and down. It felt oh so good, but didn’t give you any satisfaction.

“Yeah, you like that, look how wet you are. Fuck, you feel so tight and wet!” He exclaimed as his long fingers found and breached your hole.

You couldn’t take it anymore as you pulled away and unbuttoned your shorts, pulling them and your panties down as Lin pulled his pants down too. He grabbed a condom and put it on as you leaned against the sink and panted.

When it was on, Lin took you by the waist and turned you around again, taking his dick and rubbing it against you from behind as you put your leg up on the vanity and he positioned himself at your opening.

“Ah!” you exclaimed as he breached you and bottomed out inside you.

Lin held on to your waist as you braced your leg and arm against the vanity as he pumped into you. He felt amazing stretching you out so much that you couldn’t help but keep lubricating you both.

“Feels so fucking good!”

You threw it down on him as he pumped upward, as fast as you both could until you started seeing stars.

He started pumping sloppily and you could hear your bodies slapping together as he started losing it.

His grunts were in time with the thrusts. When his hand went to your clit and your breast again, that was the invitation for your body to explode.

It was quick and good and took the edge off for a bit. You were not sorry as you held eye contact with him as he got dressed.

“I- I don’t want the night to be over.”

He was so cute, that you couldn’t help but give him a peck on the lips.

“Me neither.”

Lin blushed a little. “I’ll give you some privacy.”

He quickly shuffled out the door and left you to clean up.

He sat on the bench and noticed his shoes weren’t tied. He chuckled at himself and his feeble nerd game. He didn’t know that’s what got him in.

You were out five minutes later, looking slightly less recently-fucked. You smiled when you saw Lin waiting for you.

“You ready to set the world on fire?”

You were hopeful, more than in a long while.

“Sure. Or maybe we can find new ways to fall apart?”

You took his hand and went out into the July night.

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cosmiclatte28 · 3 years

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Can you please write something about Baekhyun enlistment and reader is really broken about it like it’s their last night before he leaves and she’s trying to remain strong for him and he promise to marry her and start a family as soon as he returns? Please I’ve been depressed all day long and I don’t even know how to feel 😞

Hi anon! I got two of this from you, but here it is! Sorry if I kinda rush post it (I couldn't wait to the real date too). I hope this is good and please don't be depressed. Remember if the wait is enjoyable, it's love

A/n : enlistment, crying, hard breathing (no detail explanation)

Here we go, Baekhyun is off to military in three... two..

You have to let him go eventually. Want it or not, like it or not Baekhyun has to go. You were aware of this, of the long lonely nights, of the carefully written letters, and of the bittersweet greeting about the weather.

You know that at some point, your man has to do his honors and serve for the country. You used to joke about it with him, about how silly he will look in his bald head. How he will cry when he has to sleep without you, and how you tease that he finally needs to do his own laundry.

Those days that were full of laughs, finally is coming to be reality. You will be sending Baekhyun to the military camp in less than a day. His bag is packed, his hair is shaved. Not that bad to be honest, you don’t laugh like you imagined you would back then. No, something in your heart tugs at you when you see Baekhyun comes home with his shaved head under his cap. You did not greet him with laugh but with a fascinated look as you run your fingers through the no longer fluffy hair.

His bag is settled, his uniform is already hung behind the closet. The alarm clock is ready and as you take a look at the city lights under the dark sky from your window, the toilet door opens and some thin steam comes out of the door along with your boyfriend in his oversized cotton tee and comfortable baggy jogger.

“What are you looking at, love?” He asks as he takes steps to the bed and sit beside you. His hair is semi dry, with the short hair it doesn’t take that much time for it to dry.

You break your eye contact with the night sky and quickly blink before looking at Baekhyun for the last time.

You smile and pull the blanket closer to you. He sits beside you under the cover and you scoot closer.

“I can’t believe… this is it.” You whisper as your eyes stare into the wall across the bed. A wall dedicated for warm fairy lights hanging around pictures and memories spent together with Baekhyun.

Baekhyun hums and gently places his arm around your shoulder. He slowly caresses your arm and turns his head to face you.

“I've delayed this for a while. I guess now is the perfect time. For a change and for a break.” He exhales and copies what you’re doing. Staring into the printed pictures that are smiling to both of you.

“I didn’t expect it to be this …” you shrug “sad? Quiet?” you scoff

Baekhyun giggles “What do you have in mind?”

You force a smile “I thought we would be laughing tonight and tomorrow i'll be sending you with tears like any other girls… but turns out..” you pause and choke on your tears. You can’t hold it back anymore as you let lose your wall for tonight.

Baekhyun pulls you into his hug and rubs your back “Turns out you're crying for me from tonight.” He smiles and sucks his own tears back.

You nod and ball your fist on his cotton teeshirt “I am sorry. I promised you I won’t cry tonight…” you sob “but here I am brawling.”

Baekhyun smiles secretly and rubs your back. He knew it when you said you'd be laughing the night before he leaves for finally getting freedom, he knew you'd be lying.

“I lied okay. I am sad. Super sad.” You and suddenly mumble out incoherent words as you let lose your tears tonight

Baekhyun just keeps quiet and listens to you. You try to stop, but the tears fall faster when you see his eyes still staring at you with love.

“It’s so long Baekhyun. What will I do without you?” you play with your fingers on his tee shirt as you watch him from your blurry vision.

Baekhyun takes the tissue box next to the bed and gives you a piece. His thumbs come up to wipe your tears and you try to calm yourself down.

Your chest rises faster and Baekhyun knows better that you need to stop sobbing now before you have harder times breathing.

“Easy love,” he gently holds your hand and instructs you how to breathe

“thank you" you mumble after blowing your nose and taking deeper breath.

“Done with the crying?” he carefully asks you when you're calming down.

You grin and nod shyly “Sorry. It’s our last night together why am I crying… we should be making the most out of it.” You give yourself a smack in the head and Baekhyun winces instead.

“Stop that. Later when I am away who will rub your head if you hit it too hard?” he scolds you like a mother while rubbing the red part with his soft hand.

“What will I do without you? I am so sad Baek.” You finally let go your real emotions. For long you were denying it. Saying to yourself that you'll be okay. Time would fly and Baekhyun would be in your hands once again, but come to think of it… his enlistment is not over in a short time!

Baekhyun pulls you to rest your head on his chest and his hand secures yours. “Love, you will be waiting for me and you won’t realize I'll be back suddenly! You’re going to be doing what you're doing right now. Your life will go on, you wake up, go to work , come home and enjoy some time then sleep.”

You pout “And none of that has you In it.”

Baekhyun hums “I will send you mails, when we get to use a call-"

“Call your parents first! They will miss you too!” you cut him off and Baekhyun giggles “Okay okay, I will call mom and dad.. and then you.”

You nod “Yes, you should still be a nice son Baekhyun. Write to your members too!” your nagging side is already back

“Every night I will be here with you, in your dreams!” he taps your forehead and you can’t hold back a smile.

“If you miss me, whisper my name to the night and the stars and moon will deliver it to me!” he pushes a strand of hair away from you and his thumb wipes a tear that escapes your eyes.

Your lips tremble and your eyes go wet again but Baekhyun quickly stops that by pulling you into a deep kiss.

When it is too hard to use words, sometimes a kiss can explain it better than anything else. Like right now, you can melt into his lips as he pulls you tighter in his embrace. His soft plush lips drive you crazy and after a while, your fingers tap his neck and he pulls back.

With heaving chest and red lips both of you stare into each other's eyes and exchange a deep voiceless conversation. Those moment where a deep eye contact can speak everything.

“I love you Baek,” you whisper and Baekhyun takes your palm up to his lips and presses a soft kiss on your knuckles “I love you too (y/n). Please wait for me, I'll come back safe and I'll bring you a ring.”

Your eyes sparkle and you clasp your mouth “You'll propose to me?”

You were already acting as if he already pulls out the ring when he hasn’t.

Baekhyun nods surely “I don’t have a ring right now, but can you please trust me and wait for me? I will come back to you, love with a ring! We will get married and you'll be the sweet pretty caring mrs byun that everyone is jealous of!” his body turns to face the ceiling and you copy him.

His hand makes big gestures as he rambles on moving into a house for only both of you, having a big garden, a baby room and ooh! He wants a brave son and a kind daughter.

Your eyes tear with proud and emotion once again. “We will start our own Byun family! A mini (y/n) and a small Baekhyun! Together we'll be the perfect dream family. We will make the other members jealous.”

You scoff at his competitiveness and nod along “Okay okay, just remember this okay! I will hold on to your promise.” You shake your intertwined pinky and Baekhyun quickly grabs the polaroid he has ready on the drawer.

He quickly brings your intertwined pinky promise and with the fairy lights and the memory wall as a background, Baekhyun snaps the new promise.

The print comes out and he shakes the frame to develop. You're still surprised at his sudden action and when the frame is developed, he hands it to you.

“Here, put it on the wall. It’s my promise on the last night before my enlistment. That I will come back to you and we will get married and start our own family.” He kisses you quick and you look at the picture with love.

“And I will wait for you Baekhyun.” You put the picture aside and turn the lights off.

With only the fairy lights illuminating the room, you cuddle closer to Baekhyun and place your leg on his leg.

“So, for the last night… do you want to do something we can remember too?” you wink and Baekhyun has you under him the next second.

It was a great way to end the night. Both of you sleep well and with Baekhyun holding you tight, you did not realize he has to go when the alarm wakes you up early.

“Oh you're ready.” You stretch on your bed and see Baekhyun already leaving the hot shower with his bath robe on.

You quickly get up and prepare him breakfast. He sits on the stool while watching you prepare his favorite breakfast for the last time and Baekhyun snaps a picture of you and secretly keeps the printed frame in his pocket.

“Ooh my favorite breakfast!” he whistles when you put the plate in front of him and take a seat across him.

“You should get whatever you love!” you pour him his coffee and both of you start eating breakfast.

“What time will manager hyung pick you up?” you ask him after both of you clean the plates and move it to the dish washer.

Baekhyun glances to his watch “An hour?”

You nod “I'll shower and you do your last check. Make sure you don’t miss anything.” You kiss his cheek before disappearing to get ready.

Yes you will send him off til the camp.

The next thing you know, Baekhyun already stands in the room in his uniform. He looks manly and mature. You wipe a tear and put on the beaming proud smile of seeing your man going to be a real man after this.

You'll be sending him to the military. The man coming back later, won’t be the same. He won’t be the same Baekhyun before the camp. Whatever man he is, you know he'll be a better version of himself and you'll love him more.

“One… two… three..” you snap the picture of Baekhyun posing In his uniform and you place it next to the picture where he poses with you.

“We should keep all of this and show this to our children one day!” Baekhyun comments on the pictures you took with the polaroid and you nod.

“Okay solider, let's go!” you open the door for him and walk together with him to the black van.

With manager hyung's careful drive and tinted window, both of you get to spend the last time together. There were not many words exchange. Just Baekhyun holding on to your hand for the whole ride. His thumb has been caressing your hand and you know he's nervous but trying not to be.

So, you pick up the camera and for the last time ask Baekhyun to see the lense and take one last pic with him

You let it develop and when it's done, you smack your red lips on the frame and test if it smudges.

“Woah! Neat!” he smirks when you hand him the nice kissed frame of the fresh polaroid.

You put it on his chest pocket “Keep it there! I'll be with you too!”

Baekhyun chuckles and kisses your forehead “I'll miss you and I love you! Stay safe love.”

You nod “I'll wait for you..miss you and love you even more every day! You too take care.” You press his cheek one last time and Baekhyun smiles.

“Just like Suho hyung said, if the wait is enjoyable, it's love.” Baekhyun reminds you that as he kisses your knuckle one more time

You nod “I will! Let's prove the world we can get through this. Take care love.” You kiss him one more time and finally wave yourself goodbye as Baekhyun exits from the van and greets the cameras that are all pointed at him.

He takes a quick turn to face you and still wave to you one more time with a flying kiss and heart and with that you wave back send him a heart and kiss and the door closes and your van has to leave.

You watch your man from the window one last time and take a deep breath as the car drives away and you know you'll have to take a good care of yourself so when the time ends, the wait will be worth it.

End

Aeris please take care of yourself! Remember if we enjoy the wait, it's love!

Soldier Baekhyun, please serve well and come back safe!

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kumeko · 2 years

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A/N: For the @gravityfallsauzine! I think the twins would make fun superheroes with the most eye-catching (blinding) costumes.

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This was weird. That was Dipper’s only thought as he stood in his socks in the middle of the attic he shared with his twin sister. There was no other way to explain why he was dressing up in what could have been a Halloween costume, ready to go fight crime in the middle of the night.

Or, well, the late evening/early night, because despite being almost thirteen, Dipper couldn’t stay up past eleven even if his life depended on it. Which was a problem when one’s fighting crime—often his life did depend on it.

“This is really weird,” he uttered aloud now, unable to shake off his unease. Dipper turned to Mabel. “You see how this is weird, right?”

“What do you mean, weird?” Mabel hummed some made-up song obliviously as she rifled through her drawers, tossing sweaters over her shoulder in her search.

“This?” Dipper gestured at his slightly baggy black clothes. Or ‘uniform’, as his Grunkle Ford put it. Admittedly, despite not fitting him quite right, the costume was quite nice for being homemade. There were pockets everywhere, big enough to carry magnifying lenses and flashlights and everything else his paranoid brain thought of. “We’re dressing up to go fight crime at night.”

“Well of course it’s at night.” Mabel shot him a disparaging look over her shoulder. “No one does crime in the day.”

“That’s…not true. You know that’s not true, right?” Dipper asked worriedly. It was hard, sometimes, to tell when Mabel earnestly believed in something and when she was just getting caught up in the romance of it all.

“Well, duh, but no one fights crime In the day.” Mabel rolled her eyes, turning back to her sweater search. “Have you seen any hero do that?”

“Have you seen anyone fight at all?” Dipper asked incredulously. Before she could say anything, he clarified, “Besides us?”

She deflated slightly at that, plopping on the ground and scratching her chin as she thought about it. The moment her eyes lit it up, he could almost see the lightbulb going off above her head. Confidently, Mabel lifted her finger and opened her mouth—

“Or our Grunkles,” he added, rolling his eyes when she groaned. She was so predictable sometimes. “Someone outside of our family.”

“Okay, fine. Maybe you can fight in the day,” she reluctantly agreed. “But it’s really uncool.”

“Good—that wasn’t my point!” One day, he was going to go bald because of his family. Dipper was certain of that. He just managed to resist the urge to tear out his hair. “Isn’t this really weird? We’re dressing up in costumes and fighting crime! It’s like we’re in a comic book.”

“Maybe we are,” Mabel cheerfully retorted, clapping her hands together excitedly. “You think I could marry Bruce Wayne and get his batcave?”

The image was too impossible for him to even imagine. Dipper wasn’t sure what scared him more—Mabel sitting in the batcave or the fact that he couldn’t shake off the feeling that she could date Batman if she tried. Even his Grunkles had a hard time saying no to her. Shaking his head clear of these thoughts, he crossed his arms and frowned. “Mabel, come on. Be serious.”

“I am,” she protested. Seeing the look on his face, she clambered to her feet and approached him. “Dipper, come on, this isn’t the weirdest thing that’s happened all summer. It’s not even in the top five. I mean, yeah, the Grunkles are kinda weird about everything, but that’s just who they are.”

Dipper bit his cheek. It was hard to disagree when they were spending the summer in a renovated villain’s lair, complete with enough villain props to compete with any comic book’s rogue gallery. Dipper couldn’t even be certain on which props were fake—he’d seen enough obscure villains to utterly believe there was one called the Jackalope. “But that’s an ordinary weird. Grunkle Stan scams people and Grunkle Ford doesn’t leave the basement. It’s weird, but not super weird. Not like being a superhero.”

“Oh, you worry too much.” Mabel sighed, picking up a trench coat off the floor. She draped it around her shoulders and pulled the collars up. “Don’t look at me, I’m totally just one criminal and not a whole family of them.”

Dipper smiled slightly at the reference, remembering the first villain they’d taken down together. It had been a group of five identical brothers, stacked on top of each other as they pretended to be a giant. It was hard enough having one twin—he couldn’t imagine having three more.

Sensing he was softening, Mabel scampered around the room, picking up random discarded souvenirs she’d picked up during their adventures. Donning a witch’s hat, she cackled. “All the halloween candy shall be mine!”

“I think he was a little creepier than that, Mabel,” Dipper snorted. Her imitation was terrible.

“As creepy as the zombies?” she drawled, shambling towards him.

“That was a poisonous gas.” Despite her inaccuracies, Dipper chuckled. It was hard not to; for however ridiculous Mabel could be sometimes, she always knew how to make him laugh. Picking up a top hat, he said in a falsetto, “I’m Gideon, and I’m going to hypnotize you.”

“Ugh.” Mabel grimaced. “Not him!”

“Sorry.” He wasn’t sorry. Well, not entirely. Dropping the hat, he walked over to the half-open window. A warm breeze wafted in, stirring the curtains. It’d be a hot night. Which meant his costume was going to smell again. Honestly, he’d thought that being a superhero would be more fun, and not…so mundane.

Just outside the window, the sun had started to set. Unlike the city, the stars here were in the sky, not the ground. The citizens were so scattered, it was hard to spot their neighbour’s lights, let alone the whole town’s. Unfortunately, that made patrolling really long and difficult; there was just so much space to cover.

“Hey,” Dipper asked quietly, “Do you think they’re hiding something from us?”

Mabel stood next to him, looking at him seriously. “What do you mean?”

“Remember we found those two mysterious books, with the handprint on them?” Dipper explained, rubbing his forearms.

“Grunkle Ford just kinda took them.” She leaned against the window. “I wonder why?”

“I saw Grunkle Stan with one of them. I think he took one.” Dipper frowned. It felt like he had almost all the pieces as to a bigger mystery, but he was missing a key one. “There must be something important in them.”

“When we get the third one, we keep it, and then we can ask them anything,” Mabel suggested confidently, hand on her hip. When she said it like that, he didn’t doubt her words for an instant.

Dipper nodded. It was a solid enough plan. “I just don’t get why they keep wanting us to work alone, and not together.” He gestured out the window, at the tops of the buildings in the distance. “We can’t patrol all of that on our own. Can you imagine fighting Gideon or someone else by yourself?”

Mabel didn’t say anything, for a long moment, before turning to him. “You know, the Grunkles don’t talk.”

“Huuh?” Dipper stared at her blankly, not following. He dropped his arm. “They talk all the time.”

“They don’t, not like we do.” She played with the hem of her sweater. It was a nervous gesture completely unlike her. “They don’t even like staying in the same room.”

Now that he thought about it, that was true. Whenever one walked in, the other would walk out. Dipper rubbed his chin, “Even when we’re training, they keep insisting on different times.”

“Yeah.” Mabel sighed, her shoulders slumping. “Superheroes are supposed to be partners, why aren’t they partners?”

Dipper couldn’t handle a sad Mabel. It just wasn’t right. Wrapping an arm around her, he squeezed her tight. “We’re partners.”

“Yeah.” She smiled at him, perking up at the thought. “We’ll be like Batman and Robin or Captain and Bucky.” Getting into it, she spread her hands in front of her as though to show the grandness of the name she picked out. “Mabel and Dipper.”

“Wouldn’t that make me the sidekick?” Dipper replied dryly, letting go.

“The cool one is always the leader.” Mabel winked at him as she slipped back to her dresser.

“You’re not cool at all,” he mumbled under his breath.

Still, this could work. Unlike the Grunkles, he and Mabel would work together. And maybe, just maybe, they could figure out what happened between them and protect the town at the same time. Dipper hadn’t been sure about this whole superhero business—they’d constantly flopped from one danger to the next—but they could do it. Besides, they were helping people, what could go wrong?

“What do you think of this sweater?” Mabel asked, picking out a neon green sweater from her pile. Her smile was only outshone by how bright her sweater was. It was almost blinding.

Dipper didn’t know where to begin. “Aren’t we supposed to be stealthily?” He paused. “What, Grunkle Stan isn’t giving you a costume?”

“Nah.” Mabel shrugged her shoulders as she dropped the sweater and picked up another one that looked like the setting sun. At least it was kinda toned down. “He said a real hero makes their costume from scratch.”

Dipper had a big feeling that it had less to do with character-building and more to do with Grunkle Stan being really lazy.

Either way, he was going to go out patrolling with a partner that could blind their enemies. Maybe he should start stuffing some flashlights and other survival gear into his many pockets. They were definitely going to need it.

#gravity falls #mabel pines #dipper pines #fanfic

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lavishedinjimin · 4 years

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a little bit of sugar, daddy [9]

↳ pairing: taehyung x reader

↳ genre: smut, CEO! au, sugardaddy! au

↳ rating: 18+

↳ word count: 11.5k (This is the longest fic I’ve written so far oops)

↳ warnings: dom tae, sub reader, cussing, big dick taehyung, unprotected sex (FUCKING GLOVE THEM UP BEOTCH), rough sex, choking, handcuffing, use of gag ball, dirty talk, face fucking, multiple orgasms, and many more :D

— synopsis: Taehyung - a sugardaddy and a businessman, a man who derives his life from sex, pleasure, and money. Y/n - a girl working at a small cafe, whose sex life is as dry as the weekly delivered coffee beans. Will Y/n adjust to the new lifestyle she agreed to, and keep up with all of the dirty antics with Taehyung?

THIS TOOK TOO FUCKING LONG. Sorry for any errors, grammatical mistakes or typos! Check out my masterlist to see more!

The sound of your phone’s alarm clock wakes you up from your deep sleep, cutting off your dream about you and Olivia. Quickly sitting up to remove the sleepiness away from your body, you stretch your arms upwards, groaning from the satisfying feeling. You feel the fresh morning air and the sunlight coming through your blinds, painting your sheets with a faint yellowish tint.

Grabbing your phone from the desk, you text your best friend.

You [6:23 AM]

– Liv! I had a dream about you.

– You probably won’t see this until later though

– But I dreamed that we were at a strip club and you were so wasted that you climbed up on one of the poles and you twerked

You [6:24 AM]

– But instead of the people cheering you on

– They laughed because you had no butt to shake

– And you cried… yikes

A giggle escapes your lips, trying to remember more of what happened in your dream but that one scenario was the only one stuck in your mind. Leaving your phone on the bed, you scramble to the bathroom to shower.

You had an appointment with your doctor today regarding your birth control. It was Taehyung’s request, and you had no choice but to do what you were told. There was no point in saying no, too. You figured that there’s no harm in using it. And besides – you researched that being on the pill is safer than pulling out!

After you showered, you wore a beige sweater and black skinny jeans paired with your black low-cut converse. It was a good thing that your first period at school today was at eight-thirty, and your appointment at seven o’clock, leaving you enough time. Arranging your bag for school, you grab all your necessities before heading out with your keys, locking the door.

Somehow, you didn’t feel trapped around Taehyung at all. There was no suffocating feeling, he wasn’t pushing you to do anything you didn’t want to. He always made sure that you’re okay with everything.

You liked it. You like that someone was finally taking care of you when your own parents couldn’t.

You called a cab, smiling brightly at him to freshen his day as you sat on the backseat. “Good morning sir!”

Sir. Ahh, how you miss Taehyung.

“Good morning to you too, young lady! Where are we off to today?”

The driver was so nice, making your heart warm. You saw that he was 50 years old from the I.D he stuck behind his seat. He’s bald, looks very young for a middle-aged man.

“Umm, Mrs. Raya Kim’s clinic? It’s at 3148 Doctor’s Drive…” you mumble.

“Ah yes. Understood.”

You release a pleased sigh, trying to relax your body at the uncomfortable seat.

You feel nervous, not going to lie. You feel tense for the appointment even though Mrs. Raya was a trusted doctor. Olivia told you that a gynecologist would’ve been better, but you knew no one you could rely on and you did not want to go outside of the city.

The ride was quiet, and you smile when you hear the driver humming an unknown song. It was kinda creepy from how joyous he was – you've never seen a cab driver this bubbly in the morning!

“We’re here,” the driver says and you quickly scurry inside your bag to find your wallet, giving him three dollars.

“Thank you,” you bid farewell before opening the car door, slinging your bag over your shoulder. Before you can even shut it close, the man yells.

“Miss! You dropped your phone!”

Your heart jumps out of your chest when you see your phone ditched on the dirty carpeted floor of the cab. You cringe, forehead wrinkling as you quickly pick it up and wipe the device using the hem of your sleeve. “Oh my god, thank you so much!” you say dolefully, eyebrows furrowed, “Please drive safe!”

The man chuckles, “I will. Please be mindful of your belongings.”

You nod your head, finally closing the door shut and the car drives away.

God, that was close. Good thing he didn’t just leave and drive away.

You'll probably cry if you lose your phone.

Placing the event that just happened at the back of your mind, you make your way in front of the clinic, slowly pushing the door open. The bell at the top of the doorframe jingles, indicating your presence.

The doctor’s office always scared you, even back as a child. Even though you’re already twenty, you still had that tinge of uneasiness whenever you walked into a room. You wish you had someone here with you. Striding your way to the front desk, you force a smile out of you.

“Good morning,” you start, “I have an appointment with Mrs. Kim at seven?”

The man over the counter starts to look through her files, “Name?” he states blandly.

“Y/n ___.”

Going through the papers, he emits a satisfied sigh when he finds your folder of records. He looks through the beige folder, nodding his head, “Alright, Mrs. Kim is still working with another patient right now so please have a seat, and I’ll call you when she’s ready.”

“Okay, thank you.” You grip your bag strap tightly, finding a vacant seat in the lounge to sit in. Good thing there were not a lot of people, about five of you inside the area, and you can sit in peace.

Checking the time on your phone – 6:50 am, it reads. You had ten minutes left to kill so you decide to call Taehyung so that your nerves can rest for a little while.

Your heart thumps faster in your chest, pressing the call button with your thumb as you chew on your bottom lip.

Bringing your screen to your right ear, you wait for him to answer.

Taehyung was in the middle of signing documents when he heard his phone ring from the other side of the room. He furrows his brows, standing up from his leather chair as he follows the sound of his ringtone. He picks up his phone from the couch and immediately smiles when he sees the caller I.D.

“Hello, angel.”

The deep, raspy voice quickly made you squeeze your thighs together, preventing a whimper. You can never get used to his hot voice.

“Hi,” you quietly say, “I’m sorry if I’m disturbing you…”

“No, no, absolutely not,” his mood brightens up immediately as he hears the pleasing tone of your voice, “You never disturb me. I’d rather talk to you all day, baby.”

The way he was saying those words, a sultry, teasing vibe was making your legs quiver. You shouldn’t be feeling like this! Not when there’s other people around. Maybe calling him was a mistake…

“Taehyung, I’m at… I’m at the doctors.”

“What? What for?!” he suddenly blurts out, thinking that you got sick or got into some kind of trouble. He sits down on the couch, placing his right leg on top of the other as he rests his free arm out on the backrest. “Are you okay?”

You giggle, chewing on the inside of your cheeks, “Do you remember when you told me I should get prescribed for birth control?”

Taehyung, right after you said those words, hangs his head low while he runs his tongue along his bottom lip. Black strands of his hair cover the front of his eyes as he stares at his lap. He smirks cockily, “Yeah?”

Yet he doesn’t let you reply though, answering before you, “Are you about to?”

You nod, but you remember that he wasn’t actually there to see you. “Mhmm, I’m quite nervous though.”

Taehyung sighs as he can’t hide the growing smirk on his face. He hates how his mind was absolutely going straight to the gutter, but he tries to keep most of his composure. “Ahh, why are you nervous, angel? There’s nothing to worry about, right?”

You slightly frown, your fingers starting to pick on the fabric of your jeans. “I know, but,” you blush, “I wish I had company.”

“Oh, angel,” he breathes out, feeling a stinging pinch in his chest. “You should've told me so that I can be with you.”

“Yeah but,” you protest, “I didn’t want to bother you.”

“You know that’s not a problem, Y/n. You should know that by now.” You gulp from the sudden use of your first name, his tone becoming strict. “I can make time for you. Why didn’t you tell me that you had it scheduled today, hm? Especially now for an important matter.”

Your eyes widen, feeling your mouth go dry as you try to find a quick answer. Just the way he was speaking as if he was talking to an employee of his or a client – firm and stern, made you tremble in your seat. You did not know when you’ll get used to it.

“I’m sorry,” was the only thing that you can say, breath hitching up.

Taehyung squints his eyes and bites his lip for a quick second, enthralled by the soft tone of your voice. He decides to play with you, keeping in mind that you were in a public place. “Sorry? That’s the only thing you can say?” he teases.

You can’t hide back your whimpers as you felt electricity run through your spine and down to your core.

“It w-won’t happen again.”

“Remind yourself who you’re talking to.”

“Sir. I’m sorry s-sir,” you half-whisper, careful so that others won’t hear you. You were blushing so hard, not believing that this was happening right now. The air suddenly gets hot around you, feeling butterflies in your stomach when Taehyung growls softly.

“Good girl,” he chuckles, amused, “Look at you, whimpering. Wanna tell me why, baby?”

Bouncing your knee up and down, you emit a shaky sigh. His voice was turning you on so much, but it was hard to keep your emotions to yourself when there were other people around. The room wasn’t loud, but quiet enough that if you listen closely, you’ll hear what other people are talking about.

You worry if these strangers can hear you too.

“Tae – sir, please,” you beg, “not right now.”

“Aww, why?” he fakes an upset tone, pouting his lips, “you don’t want people to hear you, huh? Hear how desperate you are?”

You feel yourself slowly soaking your panties so you cross your legs together, trying to relieve some type of friction. “Mmm, s-sir,” you mewl, shutting your eyes while your fingers grip the phone tighter, “I can’t…”

Taehyung feels his dick harden through his pants, curling his other hand into a fist as he digs his nails into his palm. He likes messing with you like this. Yes, it was cruel of him – but you had to get used to it.

This was only the beginning.

“If I was there I’d have no problem with teasing you, angel. Resting my hand on your thigh, dragging it close to your cunt? Hm? I don’t care if people will look at us,” he laughs darkly, “I’ll even let them watch.”

“Sir,” you whine, “I- i/please. I want y-you but I can’t.”

“Oh, baby, baby,” he coos, “I know. Can’t handle it? You just want me to be there with you right now? Is that what you need?”

“Yes!” you declare too loudly, causing an elderly man to whip his head in your direction. Instantly looking down at your feet, your cheeks flush in a deep shade of red. You feel so embarrassed!

Taehyung has never heard you like this, sounding so needy. He finds your little noises so adorable, wanting to just snuggle you up in his arms, stroke your hair, and fuck you against the wall. It was crazy how the little things you do turns him on, having such a huge effect on him. Deep inside, he was afraid of how whipped he was for you.

He can imagine your red face as you struggle to shut your mouth, how you were probably biting on your lip. He wants to see your cute blushing face in person so badly, wants to hold you in his arms and play with your cunt, wants to see you cum – but he has work to do. So, he settles on dirty talk.

“I bet you’re wet right now, angel. Hmm? My dick’s throbbing for you baby,” he grunts when he brings his hand down to palm the tent his cock has created. “Wanna have my way with you so bad.”

You knit your eyebrows together in frustration, licking your dry lips. You didn’t know what to do anymore. As your foot nervously taps on the white tiled floor, you feel your palms getting sweaty.

He growls, making you release a quiet moan. “Fuck, you make me go crazy. I want you so bad, angel. Want to fuck you here in my office with the door unlocked so that people can easily come inside. You want that, hmm? People catching us fuck? Bet your cute little pussy’s begging for that, huh?”

“S-sir, mmh” you whimper with pursed lips, getting wetter and wetter each second. Taehyung knows that you can’t do anything in this situation that you’re in, making him have all the control.

Yes, you can just hang up, but you don’t want another punishment.

“Miss Y/n?”

Your head instantly snaps up when you hear the man call for your name from the front desk, and you quickly try to get yourself together.

“Yes?” you reply with wide eyes, heart pounding rapidly.

“Mrs. Raya is ready for you.”

Taehyung hears this and chuckles.

“Okay,” you nod furiously, forcing a fake smile.

“Sir—Taehyung, I have to go.”

Taehyung frowns, purposely making his tone deeper, “Oh, so you’re gonna leave me needy, huh?”

”Tae!” you clench your hand into a fist, punching your knee in frustration, “I’m sorry, but I have to go!” He finally stops teasing you, sighing as he replies with an ‘okay’, saying his goodbye. You scatter to put your phone back in your back pocket as you stand up, fast-walking to Mrs. Raya’s office.

Damn him for making you feel this way.

Your hand grip the door handle as you slowly twist it open, carefully pushing the white wooden door. The smell of rubbing alcohol instantly hits your nose as you step foot, your doctor instantly greeting you with a kind smile.

“Y/n, good morning!” she chirps, welcoming you with open arms.

“H-hi,” you smile, shutting the door. Even though Mrs. Raya is already in her 40’s, she still looks radiant and blooming. She has very white teeth and a gorgeous smile, brown chocolate skin, and luscious curly hair. She motions you to sit on the other side of the desk and you oblige, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“May I ask your age before we proceed?” she asks politely as she sits across from you. “My record of you here is,” she suddenly whips out a white folder and checks through papers, “not updated at all.”

“Oh,” you chuckle, “I’m twenty.”

Mrs. Raya nods and gathers a pad of paper in front of her to write on. She starts teaching you all about the contraceptive pills and how it can affect your body and its possible side effects. But most of the time you were tapping your foot on the ground, fiddling your fingers together in nervousness as you try to calm down. You were acting like such a child, yet all you can think about is Taehyung. Your eyes disconnect from your doctor's gaze and they land on the white desk.

You were still on Cloud 9 from the previous incident, thinking about the deep timbre of his voice.

“Miss Y/n,” her voice suddenly snaps you back into reality. “Are you even listening?” she asks with knitted brows.

“I'm sorry,” you quickly apologize, stopping your foot from drumming on the tiles.

Mrs. Raya sighs while intertwining her hand together. “Please listen, Y/n. I know it's too early in the morning for this but this is very important. I recommend giving you pills, unless…”

You gawk at her with wide eyes, “Unless?”

“Unless you're up for IUD?”

“Uh no, thank you,” you quickly deny. You learned what IUD is and what it does during high-school health classes and to be honest, you were just scared of the procedure – even though it's the most safer option. Plus you had no guts to do it.

Inserting a little hook-looking device up your uterus? Nope. Not for you.

“Okay, okay,” she immediately acknowledges and stands up, facing her back to you. She ponders to her array of cabinets, going through all kinds of boxes. “Do you have classes right after?” she asks.

You hum, scanning around the room to find a clock anywhere. Your eyes land to a small desk clock to your left, reading 7:28 am. “Yes, I do.”

“Let's get started, then.”

“You fucking bitch.”

Olivia’s voice suddenly made your body jump as she sits on the bench in front of you. You cover your mouth with your right hand, muffling your laugh.

“It’s not my fault that I had a dream like that!” You tolerate, watching how she rolls her eyes.

“I’m not mad about the fact that I was a stripper, heck – thank you I’ll accept the job. But just know that if everything goes to shit and I turn broke, I’m using your money to get a butt implant.”

“My money?” you smirk, “I don’t know what you’re talk–”

“Oh, stop that Y/n. You know what I mean.”

You giggle as you give her some of your food. The cafeteria was filled with noisy seniors whereas they were getting ready for their graduation pictures. Girls were doing each others’ makeup while the boys were sharing hair gel. You had been watching them chit-chat with each other for the past ten minutes while you waited for Olivia to arrive. You can't wait for the end of the school year to arrive.

“Moving on. Will you go to Yoongi’s party with me?”

You slam your hand on the table, eyes wide, “Liv! You know what happened to me when I went to one of his parties last time. I'm not going to another party.”

Olivia pouts, pushing her brown hair back away from her face, “Pleaaaaase? I promise I’ll stay with you! I won’t leave your side, I swear! You know how iconic Yoongi’s parties are before the year-end. He holds them annually!”

“Yeah, and I tend to run away from it. C’mon, Liv. I don’t want to drink like that anymore.”

You suddenly remember Taehyung’s voice ringing in your head, how he strictly reminded you not to drink so much but you didn’t comply. You wonder how you’ll survive a massive gathering if you can’t even stop yourself from drinking too much at a fucking pool party.

“I mean, you can choose not to drink.” She simply states, stealing your unfinished sandwich.

Snorting, you say sarcastically, “Oh yeah and I’ll read a book while at it.”

“Y/n…” Olivia frowns. There was a ten seconds silence before you finally replied. Rolling your eyes, you throw your hands up in defeat, “Okay, okay, Jesus…”

She instantly holds your hands while an excited squeal leaves her lips. Her eyes turn into little slits, waving your arms left and right. She was such a child! “Yay, thank you, thank you!”

“You’re so lucky I’m your best friend.” You blankly stare at her. “Just don’t get me wasted.”

She gives you a thumbs up, smiling as she flashes you her teeth, “You got it!”

You and Olivia were walking alongside the soccer field to go to the main building for your next periods. Hugging your binder closer to your chest, you watch your school’s group of athletes having their training, their coach yelling at them while soccer balls fly across the field.

Suddenly, you spot a familiar looking face. You squint your eyes, slowing down for a second while you grip Olivia’s arm.

“I didn’t know Park Jimin plays soccer,” you mumble, watching how he pushes his black hair back, tilting his head upwards. Jimin high-fives a teammate with a big smile.

Olivia chuckles as she tugs on your arm and forces you to walk faster, “He does! You really don’t know anything, do you?”

You give her a disgusted expression, opening your mouth to retaliate but she immediately cuts you off. “Hey! Remind you that i’m a top stu–”

“Hey! Park Jimin!” Olivia starts to wave frantically, getting Jimin’s full attention.

Starting to panic, you try to block her view by stepping in front of her, trying to force her arm down. “Liv! No, don’t! I was just asking!” Olivia jumps up and down, flailing her arms around and she looks like a huge clown. Grunting, you can't help but laugh at her actions, “Olivia! “

But your efforts are useless when you hear Jimin’s reply. “What?!” He yells. You slowly turn around and there he was, walking to you and Olivia. Your shoulders slump, wanting to slap your best friend yet you keep your composure.

“Y/n here says hi!” She giggles.

You quickly wave your hands in front of you, faking a smile, “Uh, no. S-She’s just messing with you.”

Jimin comes closer with a smug look on his face, crossing his arms together. Your eyes involuntarily checks him out, eyeing him from top to bottom. He looks so different from when you last saw him. Your gaze flies down to his thighs, eyebrows knitting together when you see how muscular and thick it was. You gulp. Jimin looks very well-put in his uniform too, even though he was covered in sweat.

“Y/n?” Jimin’s voice snaps you back. He laughs at your widened eyes, “You good?”

“Yeah.” You state.

“Good.”

No one talks for a while and the awkward silence kills you. You look down to the floor as you try to find the right words to say without sounding like an idiot. “Anyway,” Oliva breaks the tension, “You remember her right? The one that acted like a ragdoll when drunk during Yoongi’s party?”

You groan, “Olivia,” an exhausted sigh leaves your mouth, “leave it alone.”

Jimin grins at you as he lifts a single brow up, “Of course I do.”

“Please don’t. Pretend that it didn’t happen please?” you say, hearing Olivia giggle behind you and you want nothing more than to hit her with your binder.

“Aw, why?” he suddenly walks closer until there is a three-feet distance between the two of you. “You’re cute though.”

Your breath hitches up as your jaw gapes, his words shocking you. You shake your head, laughing nervously. “Ah, heh, t-thank you?” You grab Olivia’s hand and you start to walk away from him, “S-See you around Jimin!”

“See you.” He sends you a playful wink, causing you to jolt your head forward in surprise. What the hell was that?!

Jimin watches as you force your best friend to run, dragging her behind you. He laughs and shakes his head side to side, jogging back to his teammates. Hoseok furrows his eyebrows as he seemingly watched everything that had just happened.

“What’s up with them?” he nods in your direction. Hoseok sees how you accidentally drop your binder on the ground, hearing your loud grunt as Olivia laughs.

“Remember Y/n from Yoongi’s pool party?” he starts. Hoseok hums, “The girl we played beer pong with?” Jimin tilts his head to the side for a second as he rests his hands on his hips.

“Yeah. She’s hot.”

Hoseok smirks, “You know what to do.”

Jimin feels himself getting hyped up from the idea. He starts to jump up and down, warming himself up when they hear their coach blow his whistle. “Can’t wait for the party.”

You were in your microbiology class when you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Looking around the laboratory room to know if your professor can see you, you reach down to your jeans and unlock your phone.

Taehyung [2:12 pm] - Justin will pick you up. Do you go off at 3 today?

Damn, he didn’t even say a single hi? You chew on your bottom lip, using your thumbs to type a reply.

You [2:12 pm] - Yes. Where am I going?

Taehyung [2:12 pm] - My office, angel. We have unfinished business.

Your heart suddenly pounds faster from the text. Was he referring to…?

Deciding to play with him a little, you giggle.

You [2:13 pm] - Oh, we do?

You [2:13 pm] - I wasn’t informed…

Taehyung, on the other side of the screen, smirks devilishly. He tuts as he sends a reply.

Taehyung [2:13 pm] - Act like that one more time and let’s see where it takes you, Y/n.

You [2:14 pm] - To your bedroom I hope

Suddenly, you see a hand slamming down on your table and you quickly disregard your phone back to your pocket. “I’m s-sorry professor…” you stutter, wide eyes gawking at your teacher. His eyes flash you a warning, “Who are you talking to, hm? Is he more important than this?”

“No,” you shake your head, wincing from the harsh tone of his voice.

“Focus, Y/n.”

You nod, getting back to where you were. You turn on the switch for the microscope, sighing to yourself. How can you focus when Taehyung’s words were the only thing clouding your mind?

Walking to the parking lot after a long, productive day at campus, it was concerning you that you can’t find anyone that’s called Justin around. Besides – your initial plan of stopping every adult-looking male and asking if their name is Justin and if they’re looking for a woman called Y/n was ridiculous.

Your shoes clad on the rough concrete of the pathway, the cool breeze blowing your hair away from your face. You notice a dark-haired man in a suit walking up to you and it was definitely clear that he looks like he works for a millionaire. You smile, trying to appear kind.

“Y/n?” he asks.

“Uh, yeah. That’s me,” you giggle nervously. There were students walking past and were looking at the two of you with a confused expression, skeptical.

“My name is Justin, I’m Kim Taehyung’s PA. He told me to pick you up and head straight to the office.” He suddenly starts to walk and you follow behind him. Why is everyone so strict these days?

“Oh, I know. H-He told me,” you chirp, hoping you'll get a reply back but there was none. You follow his footsteps in silence, staring at his black loafers until he stops in front of a black shiny Mercedes. Your jaw drops, feeling like your eyes have been blessed by such a hot-looking car that costs triple your rent.

Justin opens the passenger side door for you and you enter with a thanks. The car smells so expensive, it has a lot of buttons that make your fingers itch to press. Once he starts the engine, the car roars loudly and it is enough for you to giggle in amusement. He mumbles “seatbelt”, and you do what you were told.

“So, uh,” you try to make a conversation, “Do you perhaps, o-own this car?” you ask politely as possible.

Justin smirks the tiniest bit and shakes his head, “Nope. Mr. Kim’s.”

You place your bag comfortably on your lap while your mind goes back to the time where Taehyung showed you his collection of high-end cars. You weren’t surprised.

The ride was complete silence, the cold air conditioning of the car hitting your exposed skin while you stared outside the window. You suddenly wonder if Justin had met every single one of Taehyung’s past flames, picking them up just like what he was doing now. Was he always asked to buy Taehyung's partner's clothes just like the time you stayed over at his house? Frowning, there was an uncomfortable feeling building up your chest. No, you can’t be jealous. You’re not in a place to be, right?

“Hey, is it okay if I can ask you something?” your voice was soft-spoken, glancing at him.

“Sure.” He simply replies.

“How long have you been working for Taehyung?”

Justin suddenly snickers and you can see the creases on the sides of his lips. “As early as he started his company.”

Your eyes grow bigger, he was working for Taehyung for so long! He must know everything about him…

“Do you know how many relationships he had?” You gasp at your own sentence, pursing your lips shut as you slam a hand over it. Justin laughs, his shoulders bouncing up and down. “I’m so sorry!” you apologize.

“No, please. But I can’t answer your question, Y/n.”

Hanging your head down, you feel a little ashamed. “But,” he continues, your eyebrows lifting up. You gaze at him with expecting eyes, “This is the first time I’m meeting you in person, and I must say that I’m quite shocked when he told me that I was picking up a girl from college. You look very young.”

“I-Is that a bad thing?” you gulp, “I’m twenty.”

“No! Not at all, Y/n. Don’t get me wrong,” he chuckles, “It’s a good thing!”

Nodding your head in acceptance, your lips curve in a smile. “Thanks.” But then, an abrupt memory crosses your mind.

Isn’t that what Marie – Taehyung’s housekeeper – said to you when you first went to his house?

‘“It’s a shocker though. It’s the first time Taehung has ever brought a young-looking girl into his house.”

What was up with everyone being so appalled? Was he usually into older girls? Crissy doesn’t even look that old…

You had to ask him. You were desperate for an answer.

Stepping back inside the building made a lot of flashbacks to reoccur in your brain. All the things you and Taehyung did, inside the elevator, inside his office up at the 20th floor, everything was coming back to you. Almost everyone was dressed in business-formal outfits and you’ve never felt more out of place with your sweater and black converse.

But your body freezes when you spot the blonde-haired woman that was occupying your thoughts a couple of minutes ago. Based off of the irritated expression on her face and the blank stare that the lady at the front desk wore, they were having an argument.

Crissy sees you and smirks to herself.

You were stunned when she suddenly strides over to you and harshly grabs your arm, pulling you to her side. Your heart beats faster.

“She’s with me! You’re seeing Taeyung, right!?” she exclaims, her high-pitched voice ringing in your head.

“No, I’m not.” you roll your eyes, but Crissy only grips your arm tighter. You wince in pain, struggling to escape but she just pulls you closer. “Stop lying. We both know you have nothing else to do here but hug his legs.”

What the fuck is she talking about?

The exhausted lady ignores Crissy and turns her attention to you, “Can I confirm your name?”

“Y/n ___,” you say, and she reads something on her monitor and nods once. “Kim Taehyung has ordered you to meet him on the twentieth floor. Please go ahead.” She motions her hand to the right, directing you to the elevator, and you smile gratefully.

Crissy gasps, eyes turning into little slits as she looks at the desk lady in shock, “How come she goes and not me? I know Taehyung myself and I don’t think I need his permission!”

“I'm sorry ma'am but that's not how it works here. We have strict rules and you're not allowed to see the boss if you have no schedules for it.”

Crissy was speechless, not knowing what to say. You tried your hardest not to giggle as you slowly walked away from her.

“But this is important!”

The lady finally snaps, clicking her tongue. “If you don't go out of this building now I'm gonna call the guards to escort you out.”

You didn't hear what Crissy’s reply was because you were already making your way to the elevator which was thankfully vacant. “Ah, finally,” you sigh. What was Crissy doing here? And what does she want from Taehyung?

You were about to press the close button until you hear heels clicking against the marble floor. Looking straight ahead, your eyes widen when you see Crissy making her way to you with a smirk on her face. She was walking fast, making sure to catch up. Your breathing gets heavy and heavy, immediately pressing the button furiously - praying that the doors would close faster.

You were holding your breath - you can’t be stuck in an elevator with her! No way!

“Please please please,” you mumble under your breath, lips pouting when the doors won’t close faster as you wanted it to be. Crissy has a mocking expression on her face, inserting her hand between the doors so that it wouldn’t close on her. Quickly, you step to the very corner of the elevator, hugging your body as you felt intimidated by her appearance.

“Oh, Y/n,” she shakes her head side to side, laughing to herself. Crissy presses the 20th button using her baby blue acrylic nails, whipping her hair. “You think a stubborn little lady at the front desk will stop me?”

You’ve never wanted to pull her hair so bad until now.

Crissy studies your figure up and down, a sour look on her face as if she just ate a lemon. “You’re going to see him looking like that?” she scoffs, “Couldn’t you at least dress up like me?” She looks down at her outfit, wearing a black skin-tight dress that hugged her perfect body.

You look at her through the reflective walls of the elevator, staring at her hazel eyes, “At least I don’t have to try to get his attention.”

The brattiness in you jumped out, and Crissy gasps from your sentence, clearly offended. Crossing your arms together, it was your turn to rake her body, “I don’t have to be pathetic like you.”

“Me?! I’m the pathetic one?” she suddenly walks closer to you, further cornering your body into the wall. You gulp the big lump in your throat. Crissy was taller than you, making you look up at her as her towers over you. “Coming from a broke college student?”

Fuck. What have you gotten yourself into?

Crissy backs up a little to take a good look at you. She lifts her eyebrows up, her stance defensive as you just stand there, hanging your head low. You can’t look at her face, you were mortified.

“You don’t deserve Taehyung, Y/n. He doesn’t need someone like you. He needs me.”

She whips her blonde hair again, moving it to her right shoulder while she looks at her manicured fake nails. She continues to argue, “He needs someone experienced. I know for a fact that that’s what he likes.”

You hold yourself back. You knew better than to fight her. Even though her sharp, cruel words were hurting you - hurting you so bad, you keep your guard up.

Crissy leans down until she is face to face with you, cooing when she sees the fear in your eyes. “Aww, look at you. What a weak little thing. You’re delusional if you think Taehyung even likes you.”

“I didn’t ask for him in the first place.” You hiss, “He came up to me.”

“Of course he did! He wanted to help a poor, pruney little virgin – that’s why.”

Oh no she didn’t. Your hands curl up in tight fists on your sides, eyes narrowing at her as you feel your nerves firing up. How dare she call you that when she doesn’t know a single thing about you?!

“You don’t know me.” You say through gritted teeth, “You have no right to say that.”

Crissy smiles and shrugs her shoulders, “I’m allowed to have my own opinion!”

You swear you just felt your head hurt. “What are you even ta– you know what, whatever.” Rolling your eyes, you turn away from her. Your nails dig into the skin of your palm, surely getting red. You hated each second as the time passed by.

“What are you doing here anyway?” she says, sizing you up. Crissy lifts an eyebrow, waiting for your response.

“I don’t know.” You say, closing your eyes shut in annoyance. “How about you? What do you want from him?”

Before she can answer, the elevator dings, signalling the doors open and Crissy was the first one to step out. You follow behind her, the irritating clicks of her heels were making your head spin. She answers, a smirk evident from the tone of her voice, “Trying to get back what’s truly mine.”

You felt your heart crush into a million pieces.

“You have a boyfriend, Crissy!”

“And?” You feel sorry for Taehyung, and sorry for Crissy’s boyfriend.

However, you stop your tracks when the door going to Taehyung’s office swings open, and he absolutely snaps when he sees her.

Crissy smiles, about to say something but Taehyung shuts her up, immediately backing her against the hallway. He slams the door shut with a loud bang, making you jump. Taehyung was completely furious, nostrils slightly flaring as he held her wrists tightly. Crissy winces, but she doesn’t show the pain because she keeps a straight, smiling face. “Tae–”

“Shut up. Why the fuck are you here, huh?”

“Calm do–”

“No. Answer the fucking question! How did you get up here?”

Your chest tightens, afraid of Taehyung’s sudden change of aura. He was raising his voice at her, and you haven’t seen this side of him. You feel yourself getting small, holding your hands together behind your back as you watch them with wide, afraid eyes.

“Taehyung, they let me in of course! Why wouldn’t they let someone who previously worked here inside the building? I wanted to visit you!”

Taehyung growls animalistically, removing the grip he has on her wrists and instead places his hands on her shoulders. He grips her firmly, eyes dark in anger. He towers over her while Crissy can’t push him away even if she tries to. “Stop. Fucking. Lying,” Taehyung fumes.

“It’s true!”

Taehyung shakes his head and suddenly whips his head over his shoulder to look at you. You look like a deer in headlights, frozen in your place as he burns holes into your eyes.

“Tell the truth.” He states firmly. You feel your throat drying up, your mouth gaping open but no words seem to come out. “I-I, uh.”

Taehyung clenches his jaw, waiting for a reply. It was obvious that his patience was bearing thin. “Tell me the fucking truth, Y/n!”

You remember his words ringing in your head - not to lie to him. It was the one thing he despised the most.

“S-She,” you clear your throat, fiddling with your fingers in a habit of nervousness, “I don’t know, the lady at the front desk told her to exit… but she sneaked inside the elevator with me before I can close the doors.”

You felt ashamed, even though you did absolutely nothing wrong. Looking down on the floor, you were unable to meet Taehyung’s harsh, angry eyes. You just wanted to curl up into a little ball and cry from how intimidated you are.

Suddenly, Jungkook appears from inside the office and chuckles as he sees the situation that was currently happening. He gives Crissy an ugly glare, walking up to you. “Hey, hey,” he purrs, holding your body, “Don’t be scared, hm?”

You slowly tilt your head up, looking at him with wavering eyes. He smiles, his dimples peeking out, “Don’t worry.”

Taehyung bites the inside of his cheek as he watches Jungkook caress your arms, the closeness making his stomach turn. This angers him further, turning his attention back to Crissy who was smirking the entire time.

“I hope you know this is your last straw, Crissy.” She was about to retort but Taehyung was faster to cut her off, “I’m placing you on our blocklist. And if I ever see you here, at my house, or if you even think about getting near Y/n, I won’t hesitate to place a restraining order against you. You won’t be able to see me – or Y/n – ever again.”

You hear everything he says, sighing in relief. Why didn’t he do this much earlier?!

Crissy has her mouth open although nothing comes out. And by chance, you hear rushing footsteps down the hallway and you turn to look to see who it was. Justin has called for security and the guards rush to grab a hold of Crissy. She tries to escape, pulling her arms away but the bulky, muscular men were obviously stronger. She yells in frustration, “Fuck you, Kim Taehyung!”

Taehyung scoffs bitterly, watching the guards escort her down the hall until they were finally nowhere near in sight. She was gone at last.

There was an uncomfortable feeling, something you can’t explain. It was so weird and new to see Taehyung like that, he was obviously hurting her yet Crissy looked as if it didn’t affect her. You didn’t like that side of him. You tried your hardest to not cry, holding your tears back as you squeezed your eyes closed.

“Angel,” Taehyung’s voice gently calls out for you, and you can hear his footsteps coming closer to you.

“Jungkook, please excuse us.” He tells, and Jungkook nods his head knowingly. He understands the situation and walks away.

Your body jumps when you feel Taehyung’s arms wrap around your body, pulling you into a tight, warm hug. He rests his chin on top of your head, swaying your body side to side as he waits for you to calm down. “Angel,” he whispers, “you’re good now. You’re okay.”

“Hm?” he places two fingers underneath your chin and lifts your head up. He pouts when he sees your glossy, tearful eyes. “I’m sorry you had to see that. I’m so sorry, Y/n.”

“You scared me.” You whisper, voice slightly cracking. Your heart was still pounding while Taehyung sighs.

“I know, fuck. I know baby. I won’t scare you like that ever again, I was just s-so angry and I couldn’t stop myself. I won’t ever talk to you like that, understand me?”

“Yes, Tae.”

Sniffing, you rest your cheek against his chest, arms wrapping around his waist. The warmth of his body radiates into yours, slowly calming you down. It was like you saw a different person just a minute ago. You can’t speak, not having the energy to do so.

“Let’s go home, okay?” He says, and you nod your head. You want nothing else than to be alone with him.

You puff out a large huff of breath once the two of you have stepped foot inside his house, Taehyung locking the front door. He removes your school bag and places it neatly on a nearby counter. Without wasting any time, he suddenly swoops you off your feet and carries you bridal-style.

“Tae!” you squeal, the nickname making him blush. He starts to walk up the long flight of stairs up to his room while you tightly hold onto his shoulders, trying not to fall back.

Once you both arrive in his room, he carefully rests you down on the soft comfort of his king-sized bed. Taehyung takes off his suit jacket and you watch him put it on a loveseat’s armrest. He takes his shoes off, instantly feeling butterflies when he flashes you his winning smile.

God, was he always this hot?

“What are you doing?” you whisper, palms slowly getting sweaty as Taehyung runs a hand through his black hair. Taehyung feels something primal inside him, his mind racing with lewd thoughts while your body unconsciously writhes on the bed. Why are you like this? Why do you always have to look so pure every time he's about to ruin you?

You watch him walk over to his closet, a smirk glued on his face as he rummages through his belongings. Taehyung bites his lip as he goes through all of the toys he's bought at the sex store a few days ago. He wonders what he will use next on you.

Whips? Floggers? No, he's not going to punish you.

Anal beads? The hot pink butt plug he chose for you? Not today.

Rope? Maybe next time.

“Ahh,” he muses, releasing a dark chuckle when he finds something he can use. You can't see anything besides his broad back facing you, yet you can hear how he laughs devilishly.

“Tae?”

His heart clenches from hearing the soft tone of your voice, just like a little kitten's meow. Fuck, he didn't know that a sound like that can turn him on so much.

He swiftly turns around for a moment, observing you with a raised brow. He stands as if dripping in dominance, his arms crossed together. Your eyes can't seem to connect with his because you're afraid that you'll literally melt beneath his hot gaze. The atmosphere seems to thicken, your mouth going dry when you took note of the large tent underneath his pants. You unwillingly close your legs together, biting your lip as you feel your pussy throb.

Taehyung clenches his jaw at the sight, “Hm?”

You immediately shake your head side to side, a blush forming your cheeks. “N-Nothing…”

He abruptly walks up to you and crawls on the bed, moving up until he is face to face with you. You suddenly can't breathe. He lowers himself until you can feel his crotch against your covered cunt, feeling how hard he is. A moan goes past your lips, “O-oh, Tae…”

Suddenly, he wraps his big hand around your throat, squeezing it tightly enough to choke you. The feeling was different than you expected, it feels good. He snickers, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Tae? Is that my name, hm?”

“A-ahh,” he squeezes your throat harder, your pussy clenching as you can confirm yourself dripping onto your panties.

“Answer, baby girl, or I swear to fucking god,” Taehyung taunts with a growl, grinding his crotch harder against you. He tries to calm himself down before he can go overboard, before he goes past your limits. And by the way you were looking at him so innocently, so purely – was making it harder for him.

‘Calm down, Taehyung.’ He thinks to himself.

“I'm s-sorry, sir.” You purr, staring up at him with lust-blown eyes.

“That’s right,” he grunts, fluttering his eyes close for a moment as he drives his hips a little bit harder. His cock was aching, begging to be released.

Your hands grip on the white sheets, not knowing where to place them. Your chest was heaving up and down as you feel your stomach turning, your mind hazy while the sensation was already so much for you. His deep groans and hums were making you lose your sanity.

“Arms up,” he commands, and you do just that. He grins while he pushes your sweater up and throws it somewhere on the plush carpeted floor.

Taehyung cocks his head to the side for a second, eyes obviously ogling your pretty chest. He bites his lip from the sight of your bra, the cute pastel pink color somehow made him hornier. You cheeks blush horribly, wanting to cover your face but Taehyung was quicker to hold them up, grabbing your wrists in one hand. “Nuh-uh, baby girl. Let me see this adorable face, hm?”

You can’t look straight in his eyes. If you will, you’d absolutely crumble beneath him. Taehyung lowers his head down until his lips come in contact with your collarbones, peppering wet and seductive kisses all over your chest. You can feel that he was smirking. Goosebumps arise from your skin when he suddenly licks a wet stripe from the base of your neck and up to your jaw, sensitive as you feel his hot breath.

You can’t help but whimper, tugging on your hands but Taehyung holds your wrists tighter.

“If you keep whimpering like that, baby girl,” you gasp when he bites your shoulder, “You’re gonna make it harder for the both of us.”

What does that even mean? You look at him in utter confusion although he only chuckles. Taehyung stands back up to get something from his closet. You were already sweating and he’s only getting started!

“Remove your pants for me, angel.”

Again, not wanting to disobey him, you fumble with the buttons of your jeans and you tug the clothing down as fast as you can, throwing it down on the floor.

Your eyes widen when Taehyung suddenly, without any delay, holds out two pairs of steel handcuffs and a pink leather – choker looking thing – with a black rubber ball attached to it.

What the fuck was that?!

Taehyung chews on his bottom lip as he studies your reaction. He places the toys on the bedside table before he strips himself in only his boxers. Unwillingly, you lick your dry lips from the sight of the prominent outline of his big cock.

“Sir,” you mewl, eyes drooping down as if begging for something, “W-What’s that?” You point at the leather toy, your heart suddenly pounding out of your chest.

He kneels on either side of your hips, sitting on your lap as he grabs the toy. His smirk never wears off from his face and you were sure that he was utterly cruel. You feel small under him, not having any control.

Yet that’s what you like.

“This is called a gag ball, angel.” He utters in an authoritarian tone, looking straight at your glistening orbs. “It’s to keep your pretty mouth shut.”

“Oh,” you whisper, the toy intimidating you. The ball was so big though! “Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable?”

Taehyung leans down on your ear and chuckles deeply, the vibrations going straight down to your dripping core, “That’s the fun of it all, baby. Letting yourself completely submit to me, allowing me to play and torture your body, giving me all the control. It’s what you signed up for, isn’t it baby?”

Gulping the huge lump in your throat, you nod once.

“Do I have your consent to all of this?”

“Yes sir.” You say wholeheartedly. You weren’t merely doing all of this for his own pleasure, but for yourself too. You want to explore a lot more and discover new things about yourself that you wouldn’t figure out without his help. Taehyung’s a person you can trust, you’ve come to learn that.

“Good girl,” he growls, satisfied from your words while his hands reach to grab the handcuffs. “Pick a safe word.”

Oh god. What will he do to you that requires a safe word?

Your mind fumbles with random words until you settle with something; “Coffee,” you grin.

Taehyung hums, nodding as he gets the reason why you chose that word, “Very good, angel.”

Hearing the metal clinking with each other as he cuffs your wrists to the headboard was making your body tremble. You were so used to gripping on the sheets, on his hair, wherever. And allowing him to remove that sense of touch away from you will make it exciting for him. Taehyung feels his dick tremble when he finally finishes cuffing you, forehead creasing from the hot sight.

“Shit, baby girl,” he grunts, “Try to pull on it.”

The metal clinks on the headboard and it slightly stings your skin. Taehyung brushes his hair back, “Mhmm, that’s good. Gonna bruise your wrists – wouldn’t it?” he mockingly asks you as if he doesn’t already know the answer. Before, he used fuzzy handcuffs on you and it didn’t hurt your wrists that much, yet now without the furry material, you were a hundred percent sure that it’s going to mark your skin.

“Yeah,” you mewl, “It’s gonna hurt.”

“Aww, you’ll get used to it angel. You wouldn’t even feel the pain when my cock’s pounding in and out your tight pussy.”

Taehyung uses both hands to grope your breasts, feeling your hard nipples poking up the thin, flimsy material of your bra. He growls and as if something snaps inside of him, he rips your bra in two.

“Ta– sir!” you gasp, eyes wide. He doesn’t waste any time and he dives his mouth on one of your nipples, sucking harshly as his tongue flicks vigorously. “Oh, mnghh,” you tug on the cuffs and you hiss from the stinging pain. “S-Sir!”

“I’ll buy you a fucking new one,” he moans, “A much sexier one.”

He twists your abandoned nipple with his thumb and index finger, your back arching upwards when he applies a tight pressure on your sensitive bud. He growls, licking around your areola. “A-Ahh, sir! Fuck…”

“Like that?” he mutters teasingly, raising a brow at you as he runs his tongue along your boobs, running it to the valley of your breasts until it reaches your other nipple. He gives it the same treatment, sucking harshly, nibbling sharply. The pain makes your body arch, arms tugging on the restraints again and you wanted to cry.

“Ohhh, baby,” he fakes being sincere, your cute whimpers and whines feeding the utter dominance in him. It was only getting him riled up even more. “That hurts, huh? Mhmm does it hurt baby?”

Before you can reply, he does it again – but harder. He digs his teeth on your abused bud and bites on it, rolling it along his teeth as his tongue flicks it again and again. “Aahh! Oh my god!” Taehyung growls and tugs it upward, and you can feel your body burn in pain and pleasure as if you just got electrocuted. He releases your nipple, letting it snap back to its original place.

You whine loudly, your hand instinctively wanting to grope your boob to ease the pain but the cuffs restricted.

Taehyung throws you an evil smirk, “What is it, hm, little one? Wanna touch yourself?”

Nodding furiously, you beg with your eyes droopy, “Please,” you whisper.

“Too fucking bad.”

He grabs the gag and wraps it around your head, your eyes getting a little bit watery. Taehyung looks like a completely different person above you. If his normal self was already intimidating then imagine how he’d be now. He was like an animal, a predator playing with it’s prey before he digs in. You were scared for your life.

“Open your mouth.”

He places the ball at the anterior of your mouth and you thought that you’re supposed to put the whole thing in, but no. He instructs you to bite on the ball, leaving it half-inside your mouth. You furrow your brows, it wasn’t even that bad! You look up at him in confusion yet he only scoffs, knowing what you’re thinking about. Taehyung fondles with the clasp of the toy, and suddenly it gets tighter.

You couldn’t bite on the ball anymore because it automatically feeds inside your mouth, forcing your jaw to slack as you struggle to breathe. You remind yourself to breathe through your nose.

Taehyung leans down and presses a tender, loving kiss on your forehead as he strokes your hair away from your face. “Hmm, is that okay angel? Not too tight?”

You nod your head. Letting him know that you were alright. Even though you felt helpless, you’ve already completely submitted yourself to him and there’s no going back.

“Good girl. Since you can’t speak anymore – I want you to kick me when it gets too rough for you, okay? Understood? And I’ll stop completely.” Taehyung breathes out the last sentence, eyeing you up and down like you were some delicious eye-candy. You look beautiful.

You badly wanted to talk, to address him as ‘sir’ like you were taught to, but you guessed that this was part of everything. You nod fully.

And with that, he pulls your soaked panties down wastes no time to push his long, slender middle finger in.

Taehyung hears the handcuffs jingle and your muffled moans as he works his digit in and out, not giving you any time to adjust. “Be a big girl and take it.” He grunts, adding a second finger in. He stretches your walls out, doing scissoring motions as his eyes drink in the sight of your juices flowing out from your drenched hole and to the sheets.

“Mmm, look at this pretty mess,” he chuckles, “So fucking wet for me already. I don’t even get to do anything and you’re already soaked.”

Taehyung starts to fuck your cunt with his fingers. Wet, squelching sounds fill the air as your eyes roll to the back of your head. He fucks you knuckle-deep, making fast ‘come here’ motions as his fingers were in a quest to find your g-spot.

You whimpered into the silicone ball, bucking your hips up as you feel more needier for his cock. You wanted to beg, to yell, but everything was preventing you from doing so. You can feel a layer of sweat form in your forehead and on your back, the air in the room getting hotter.

“Mm, so tight baby,” he muses, “So tight around my fingers.”

He dives down and circles your clit with his tongue, your nerves instantly firing up as the hairs on your skin stand from the intoxicating feeling. He smirks, sucking on your clit as his fingers finally found the spongy feeling of your g-spot. He focuses his fingers there, thrusting in and out as he flicks his tongue at an inhumane speed. Your wrists were burning from all of the pulling, hips trembling uncontrollably.

Your mind gets dizzy in pleasure, moaning loudly when he unexpectedly prods a third finger inside. Three fingers stretch your walls out, your eyes closing shut tight while you yell into the ball. You feel a tight knot in your stomach already as Taehyung continues to abuse your poor cunt.

“Stretch this pussy out nice and good for my dick,” he growls, “Yeah? You’re already close aren’t you?”

You can’t even force yourself to nod as you remove all control from your body, letting him do whatever he wants to you. “Cum on my fingers, baby girl. C’mon, hm? Let me taste your cum.”

Somehow his words send you over the edge, hearing him release deep grunts from the feeling of your walls tightening around his fingers. Your mind clouds in lust as the knot in your stomach snaps, finally gushing your cum out of your system. His fingers were coated in your thick juices when he pulled out, not hesitating to lick it clean.

The sight was alluring, making your tummy twist. He keeps his eye contact with you and stares at you seductively, sending you a wink as he licks his fingers clean. “Taste so fucking delicious, baby girl.”

Taehyung hovers his body above yours, whimpering when he starts to remove his boxers. You can never get used to his size.

His cock was dripping in precum that oozes out of the angry, bulbous head, shaft thick and covered in prominent veins. Instinctively, your hips buck up in need and Taehyung chuckles, the vibrations resonating in his chest as he muses your reaction.

Taehyung firmly grips his dick and strokes it a couple of times while he watches how your eyebrows dip down, toes curling. You’ve never felt so hungry and desperately his cock since right now. You throw your head back, the gag muffling your moans when he suddenly starts to rub his length through your wet folds, the tip of his cock hitting your sensitive clit. Taehyung mutters curses under his breath, your legs twitching.

“Fuck, what a sensitive little angel I have right here,” he snarls, slapping your pussy a couple of times. “How can you handle my cock then, huh?”

“Mmmph, s-sir,” you try to say, batting your eyelashes at him. He cocks an eyebrow up, cupping your throbbing pussy with his large hand, “Yeah? Can you handle it?” He leans down and whispers darkly in your ear, “Can you take this cock?”

Nodding up and down, “Mhmm!”

“Good girl, baby.” He kisses your forehead delicately and hums, pressing his tip against your entrance. Closing your eyes shut, Taehyung firmly grasps your hips with one hand. “Mmm, that’s right baby, breathe for me, breathe…”

Your nails dig into the skin of your palm as you feel your walls stretch from his thick cock. You let out a throaty moan, legs quivering while he tries to calm you down by scattering kisses all over the crook of your neck. You pull on the handcuffs, your body arching back once again, his dick almost halfway in. He was so large, feeling him hit all of the unexplored nerves inside you.

“Fuck, Y/n, your pussy’s so tight, shit.” His words paired with that deep, raspy voice was making your head spin in pleasure, wanting nothing more than to tug on his hair or scratch his back, but the goddamn cuffs weren’t letting you. You can’t even speak coherently! You feel so good, yet the stretch was burning your cunt.

Your pussy flutters tightly around his dick when he goes even deeper than before, filling you up. Taehyung suddenly growls while shutting his eyes for a brief moment. And the second he reopens them, there’s a much darker shade of black in his eyes, irises blown out. “Stop fucking clenching so tightly or else. Do you wanna get punished, huh? Y/n?”

You shake your head no, mewling as you try to relax your muscles.

“Good. You wouldn’t want that anyway.”

Before you can even comprehend his reply, he pulls his dick all the way out – leaving just the very tip in, before he shoves all of his length inside.

“Aaaah, fuck!” You can feel his dick throb inside of you as he starts to pound your cunt, pulling all the way out and slamming it back in. Hearing Taehyung growl right above your ear made the butterflies in your stomach flutter furiously, your hole clenching around him so tightly. He mutters deep mhmm’s and grunts, lost in the feeling of your wet walls.

He was thrusting at an unbelievable speed, hips moving like it was made to fuck. The pleasure was overwhelming, still so sensitive from your last orgasm and it wasn’t hard for you to grow into another climax. You involuntarily close your legs shut but he places his hand on your thigh, forcing it back open. “Don’t.” He groans, “Don’t fucking close your legs.”

Whimpering into the toy, you stare at him with glossy eyes while his dick hits your g-spot. “R-Right there!” you yell in a muffled voice, earning a harsh, deep thrust from him.

Taehyung keeps fucking you into the mattress while he thinks about how absolutely torn you looked. Underneath him, cuffed up and gagged. He couldn’t believe that he finally got you in this position, after all his dirty, filthy fantasies. He was so fucking excited that everything he wanted turned into a reality. The way that your eyes looked as he pounded you was driving him wild. Your big, innocent-looking eyes just staring at him while he destroys your cunt - the contradiction of it all - was so amusing to him.

Something about you that he couldn’t explain. You were ethereal. Like an unhealthy drug for him. He was addicted to you.

“You like that baby girl, yeah? Like my big cock slamming into you?” he muses, feeling your walls tightening around him. He chuckles when you struggle to answer, noticing strings of saliva dripping down your chin. He fucks you deeper.

“Ohh, what a messy little angel i’ve got here…” he leans down and licks the saliva off of your chin, making your body chill from the surprising action. “Drooling all over herself.”

And it was there again, your climax coming faster than the previous one. Your legs shake as you try to hold it in but it was all too much, happening too fast. You cum all over his cock without the energy of saying anything, your whole body trembling as the sheets rustle underneath you. Taehyung gasps, furrowing his forehead. He can’t move or a brief moment from how tight you were squeezing his dick.

“Fuck, cum baby, that’s right. Make a fucking mess on my dick.”

You feel so euphoric, never feeling this amount of pleasure in your entire life. Your vision blacks out for a quick second, seeing little white stars while he continues to thrust his hips a little bit slower this time.

Taehyung can’t seem to take in anymore so he reaches his hands behind your head and unclasps the gag, removing it from you. You inhale a large breath as you can finally breathe properly. “Sir,” you whimper, your energy drained out, “S-So sensitive.”

“Shh, shh, baby,” he coos, removing his cock out as your cum drips down to your asshole and down to the sheets. He was still rock hard, and you feel bad for it. “Don’t worry angel, c’mere, let me fuck your throat.”

You nod, looking up with weary eyes while he straddles your chest, placing the tip of his angry-red cock right above your lips. You open your mouth immediately, making him chuckle, “Good girl.”

Taehyung pushes his cock past your lips and you instantly moan from the taste of your own cum. He throws his head back, holding onto the headboard as he starts to slowly thrust himself in and out. “Suck on it, angel. Use your tongue.”

You hollow your cheeks the best that you can, slacking your jaw while you try to take his cock in the best that you can. He was so thick, the tangy-sweet taste of your own cum coating your tongue while you swirled around his tip. His deep moans and grunts were turning you on, encouraging you to do better. Taehyung stops halfway when your mouth chokes around his cock, gagging sounds make him roll his eyes back in bliss. He grabs a hold of your head and forces his dick a little bit deeper, the vibrations of your moans were electrifying his body.

He quickly starts to fuck your mouth, shoving his length in and out like an animal. He wasn’t thinking clearly as he focuses on the sound of your whimpers and the feeling of your throat closing around him. His cock twitches, your tongue sliding against the underside of his shaft. Your saliva drips down to your chin again as you look up at him with watery eyes. He bites his lip from how hot you looked with his cock choking your mouth.

“Fuck yeah, that mouth feels so good,” he gasps, “I’m gonna cum angel, gonna cum down that pretty throat.”

The choking sounds were music to his ears, feeling your throat closing around him repeatedly until he finally spills his hot, sticky load down. Your eyes widen in shock and Taehyung pulls out, starting to stroke his length vigorously. Strings of cum come shooting out, coating your chest and a little bit on your face. You’ve never felt dirtier in your entire life. Taehyung moans out your name, drenching his cock to the very hilt.

Taehyung never once judged you for who you are. In the beginning, you worried if you’ll ever even reach the expectations given to you. Being his submissive means letting him control your body and letting him do whatever he wants to you with consent. You wouldn’t think in your entire years of living that you’ll agree on something absurd like this. But as intimidating as he is, Taehyung happily gives you the ropes and helps you climb it. You love how he never lets you walk alone. He was always there to guide you – and you love him for that.

But love? That’s a word holding so much weight.

Even though you’re starting to learn how to be open and bold, there’s still one thing you’re afraid of.

Catching feelings.

You’re still just a normal college student! It’s normal! But when you’re with someone who’s constantly making you feel butterflies in your stomach and making you blush, someone who’s always taking care of you like nobody did – more than your parents did, and someone who makes you feel special – it’s hard not to fall for someone like that. Like Taehyung. And it’s so fucking scary to know if he ever loves you back.

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