#just look like his neck starts at the collar. ughhh

[puppyeared]

axolotl

#covers my face. this is dumb theyre dumb idk what was going thru my mind making this.h #i like this brush tho i think ill keep using it #i had this thought awhile ago that axolotls kind of remind me of macs ears. and i had a nice thought that if wukong ever saw one #he'd say the same thing. and thats why im sitting here with my head in my hands #macaque doesnt know if hes embarassed amused or straight up smitten. its all 3 #i have such a hard time drawing necks and shoulders.. mac is supposed to kind of hunch up his shoulders #the way some ppl do when they bow their neck down kind oflike. defensive-tucking in position when theyre making themselves small #i cant really get it to look right so it kinda looks like his head is sunken too close to his shoulders. so i guess ill keep practising #maybe if i brought his head closer to the collarbone it will look better. but i struggle with foreshortening so theres a chance itll #just look like his neck starts at the collar. ughhh #god have mercy if i ever draw hugs. i hate positioning the shoulder i hate hate hate it. 10 dead 17 injured #i have new design note ideas for em but ill post another time #myart #doodles #lego monkie kid #lmk #monkie kid #shadowpeach #lmk sun wukong #lmk swk #lmk macaque #lmk six eared macaque #lmk liu er mihou

[noctumbra]

          𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 

summary ─ dry spell does wonders, apparently. 

pairing ─ needy!bucky barnes x reader

warnings ─ dirty talk, implied oral sex (f receiving), needy bucky is a warning itself, kissing, petting

It was true that you were making him wait for the sex for the past month you have started dating. His reputation as the fuckboy had come to an end, you teased him when he first asked you out, and he responded you with a playful scoff and a ‘right’. So, now you were making him pay for that answer.

You were out for drinks with your friends. All of you went through a hard and very busy working week and wanted to relax a little. Steve and Natasha were having a drink off, with vodka ─which was a terrible idea for Steve’s sake because no one ever beat Natasha before. Sam and Thor were talking about which beer was the best, Clint, Bruce and Tony were having a heated talk about… fashion.

And Bucky was… Well, he was busy begging.

“Baby,” he was saying into your ear.  “When can I touch you, hm? Why don’t you let me touch you, let me make you feel good? I’m good at making people feel good, c’mon.” You were acting like you weren’t listening to him while every word that came out of his mouth was making your panties wetter. Ugh.

“Shut up, Barnes,” you told him. “I know exactly how you’re so good at making people feel good.” Bucky whimpered. He shuffled even closer to you.

“You’re not lettin’ me please you, honey,” he said. “If you just let me put my mouth on you, you’ll know what I mean.” He pressed a kiss on your cheek, then your jaw and neck. “Just let me taste you, hm? We don’t have to do something for me, but I just wanna taste.” You looked at him, and. Fuck him, he was using the power of his puppy eyes. Ughhh.

“No,” you told him. He whimpered again.

“Please?” He continued to press. “Just a taste? I’m hungry, love, so hungry, I wanna be full.”

Oh, goddammit. He was turning you on, making you wetter by each passing second and his words were getting to you. Fucking shit.

“I said no,” you said again, but your voice came out weaker than before. Bucky immediately caught it. He kissed your neck again as his right hand rested on your thigh, but slowly inching upward.

“I love eating pussy,” he whispered in your ear. You barely surpassed a shiver. “I love tasting that yummy juice you make only for me. I love it when it gets extra messy.” He nipped your earlobe. His slick lips were brushing against your jaw. “Wanna sit on my face? Go ahead, baby, you won’t hear any complaints from me. I love getting my face sat on.” He brushed his nose on your cheek. “I’ll just hold your hips tight and pull’em down, make you ride my face hard and make you come screaming my name.”

Your breath hitched at the image in your head. Bucky smirked and pressed his fingers on your covered core under the table.

“Love,” he whispered. “We don’t even have to go home, I can taste you right there,” he said, eyes pointing the bathroom. You looked at him. Your body was on fire, and you knew then and there that you were going to give in to him tonight.

Fuck him, you thought. That was what you were going to do. You smirked at him.

“Meet me there in five, no earlier no later,” you whispered him and excused yourself from the table. Your friends dismissed you with a wave of their hands, not caring about where you were going. You made your way to the bathroom and thanked your lucky stars that it was a singular one instead of with stalls.

You freshened up while waiting for him. You washed your face, dabbed some toilet paper into the water and wiped up your armpits and your private area just in case. Just as you where fluffing your hair up a bit, you heard a sharp knock on the door. You opened it just a bit and once you saw Bucky, you just dragged him inside from the collars of his t-shirt.

Bucky blindly locked the door behind you as he brought your lips together for a filthy kiss. You threw your arms around him and kissed him back as passionately as he was. His arms wrapped around your waist, and you were pulled closer to him. You could feel his hard-on, the bulge in front of his pants, and you moaned.

“Baby,” he gasped. Then, he scooped you up, placed you right next to the sink and stepped between your legs. “Gonna lemme taste you here?” He asked. His voice now got that sexy rasp going on. You nodded. “You gonna lemme make you come finally?” You nodded again. Growling lightly, he kissed you. His hands made a quick work of pulling you off the counter, getting rid of your pants and underwear before helping you got situated on your old position again.

He dropped to his knees, not caring about the dirt on the ground, and placed his big paws on your thighs. He spread them and moaned. “Lookit that pretty thing,” he whimpered. “’s so wet,” he said. “You gonna feed me so well, honey.”

You hummed, approving. “Eat it away until you’re full, pup,” you whispered. Groaning one last time, Bucky dove right the fuck in. You bit your bottom lip to keep that loud gasp and moan in. It would be embarrassing to get caught. Especially when you finally let Bucky touch you.

Bucky let out an appreciative groan as he licked your juices, tasting and cleaning, all the while his nose kept nudging your clit. You sighed out a moan and slid your hand into his hair, pulling and petting them. Bucky nipped on the skin of your inner thigh.

“Bucky…” You softly moaned. He answered you with slipping the tip of his tongue into you. Your hold tightened in his hair. “Oh, shit, you gonna ruin every other people for me,” you whispered. He pulled back to look at you.

“Damn fuckin’ right I will,” he growled. A possessive spark went off in his dark eyes. “’s cute that you think I’ll let you go to some other man now that I’ve tasted you,” he added. Your breath hitched. Bucky smirked. “That’s right. We’re not gonna leave the bed for a couple of days when we go home. Hope you did your grocery shopping.”

“Oh fuck,” you said. His smirk widened and expression got darken.

“Oh fuck, indeed, baby.”

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you #full

[prettypeachsworld]

Thinking about pervy!eddie having a huge size kink. He would think you look sooo cute on your knees beneath him looking up at him with your sweet little innocent eyes just kitten licking his tip.

He would go crazyyyyy seeing his hands on you. His hands are all big and veiny and strong and they look so good pressed up against your soft skin. One hand could easily cover your neck like a collar and the image would never fail to make his cock throb in his tight jeans.

Don’t even get me started on his cock holyyyy shit it’s his favorite thing to compare to you.

“Yah baby hold it your little hands”

“Aww baby you can barley fit it in your mouth huh?”

“Such a good girl taking me so well”

He would also loveeee to mock your little whimpers and face.

“Oh poor thing is it too much? Just pretty little whimpers. Ughhh oouuuu yah? It feel that good? let me hear you I know it’s too much I’m so mean huh?”

He’s just also such a sweet shy boy after too. Hoping he didn’t go too far or say too much. He would be scared you’d see how bad he gets and not wanna be with him because he has a fear of rejection🥺🥺 he’s just a sweet kinky boy and your happy to be his outlet always egging him on to go further and let loose

MASTERLIST

#eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson #eddie munson smut #perv!eddie

[moonrisecoeur]

i have been. debating sending this bc i know i am cringe. op i am so sorry feel free to ignore and delete bc this is just actual pure filth lmfaooo

op i literally think about pegging leon 24/7 its a full time JOB inside my brain i need to peg that man so fucking Bad its not even funny. i know hes so fucking Noisy. i wanna make him beg for my strap, i wanna fucking edge him until hes begging and crying to be fucking ruined. i wanna pretty him up, put eyeliner on him so i can make it run down his face from fucking him so hard. i wanna mark up his neck and pull his hair while i pulverize him. i wanna tell him hes taking it so well and how hes such a good boy, how pretty he looks bent over for me while i fuck his cute ass. i want him to hug me while i praise him bc hes so overwhelmed. tell him how hot it is hearing him moan and whine, encourage him to make as much noise as he wants, itd be cute to watch him try to not pillow bite because hes trying sooo hard to do what you want like a good boy. i want him to be borderline Incomprehensible, voice shaking and cracking as he tells me how much he loves me, how much he loves the way i make him feel. i wanna make him cum untouched. i wanna overstimulate him. i wanna grope his fat tits and milk his dick. i wanna make him watch himself getting fucked. put him in a collar, lingerie, fuck anything-hed be gorgeous no matter what he wears. shower him in kisses and affection and make him feel the most loved he has in his entire LIFE while short circuiting his brain n marking him with bites and bruises for everyone to see.

re2 leon is my fave man he has my heart and god id love to just take care of him. after a long shift i wanna slam him against the door and fuck him while hes still in uniform. make him feel so good. such a whiny cutie. cuff him up and bite his freckles while i fuck him late into the night, clean him up and cuddle him after, make him breakfast in the morning n give him kisses.

re4/re6/older leon is a subby bitch too. just as god damn fine and id do oh so horrific things to him. hed love it so much, not having to think, make decisions, take charge. just let me whatever i want to him. hed get off so hard being under you and told how fucking good, pretty, perfect he is. he needs your approval so fucking bad-its all that poor man wants, god he needs it so BAD. he needs to feel safe and loved and wanted, like this is Critical. id make SURE i fuck him so good he cant even think about his insecurities or problems. and dear fucking lord do not get me started on that slutty waist and button down of his in re6. he's keeping the gloves on while i press his hands into the mattress and bite his arms.

its so fucking funny bc i hc leon as a switch BUT GODDDDD SUBBY LEON MAKES ME FUCKING FOAM AT THE MOUTH LIKE A RABID, FERAL ANIMAL

its not a want it is a NEED

I NEED THIS MAN UNDER ME I NEED TO REARRANGE HIS GUTS !!!!!!!!!!!!

guhhh last anon again but now i really cant stop thinkin about sub leon. legit i have so much more to say i just love him so much. theres so much. More. i wanna say but lord. im trying so hard to be normal man 😭😭

first off. hi. hope u had a yummy thanksgiving if u celebrate it and if not i also hope ur having a good day !!

ALSO WTF WHY WOULD I DELETE THIS i literally woke up this morning and checked my tumblr notifs as one does and i literally see this behemoth of an ask and im reading through and im literally screaming bc why is this my internal monologue. like. did u get inside my head or something??? did u steal this from my brain bc i literally think about this approximately 1000 times a day.

i’ll literally be at work and my thoughts be like ughhh i wanna hurt him and make him cry but also want to love him and take care of him but also want to fuck him so so slow and deep i can feel it moving around if i put on hand on his abdomen and then i just spiral and then i remember im making a fuckin caramel macchiato or something >.<

so!! in spirit of our delusion i’m planning to write smthin for u based off of this vibe!! just give me a lil bit 👉👈

BUT TELL ME EVERYTHING TELL ME ALL UR THOUGHTS I WANT TO HEAR THEM ALL I WANT TO KNOWWWW ‘i have so much more to say’ okay prove it. tell me everything

#upcoming finals are kicking my ass so i’m slowing down for the next two weeks #of course still posting just not as frequently #obvi still answering asks tho bc i love u guys #anon

[babblydrabbly]

Alright, alright, listen, listen: idk about u or anyone else out here but I have always had a thing for attractive dudes in sweaters. Both bc i, myself, absolutely adore sweaters & bc dudes in sweaters just makes me feel ~ a certain way ~. Like, cute, hot, both in sweaters, cardigans, etc. Like, fuck, I always need a jug of water to cool my ass down bc it’s either 🥰 or 🥵 or (let’s be honest) both. & after seeing Joel in that sweater photo, I just- 🤯. Ughhh. So, really the q here is: Would Rick Flag be the type to wear sweaters when it’s cold outside? &, if so, how would the reader feel? (Ik I’d be all, awww look at u 😊 while also planning to jump his bones later…)

His hair and broad chest in that photo istg [ chef's kiss ] That whole damn photoshoot is a gift.

Sweaters are so soft, and big men squeezing into them somehow makes them look even bigger.

I think he'd be a layers kind of guy normally— Under shirt + long sleeve shirt + jacket — even a second jacket if it came to that, but Rick is pretty diligent about braving the weather out, and it never gets too bad down south anyway (All of this much to reader's disappointment).

But maybe when the temperature finally dips, reader buys Rick a nice, quality turtleneck sweater. He's a Good Boyfriend and wears it just to make them happy; He doesn't think he'll like the thick fabric around his neck, but it's convenient to not worry about the wind blowing his hood around. It's soft and durable, and reader can't stop smiling up at him, fiddling with the broad collar and smoothing down the front of it over his chest. Reader hooks their arm around his all day long, pleased to no end.

Rick doesn't get what the big deal is— But the way reader runs their hands over his abdomen and hips, feeling the softness of the wool layered over his firm muscles when they get home?— He pulls away from their heated kisses as it all finally clicks into place. He starts to get the appeal.

#I was a wreck during Knives out when Chris Evans had on that cable knit sweater #But Ransom Drysdale is a whole other conversation lmao #rick flag imagine #rick flag headcanon #rick flag x reader #rick flag x you

[rotshop]

UGHHH this is so bad. (head in hands) LOOK. look. im sleepy tired and i just needed to warm up w/ something and also took exactly One break during this to grab a dirnk !!! shhh.

-

This was by far the worst situation you could've been in. Nevadean winters were a simple fact of how it was, but that didn't take any of the bite from the freezing winds. Some years, it would be a decent one, there would be a fair amount of hot and cold days and little snow. Not entirely pleasant, but you could work with it with in relative ease. Other years though, the season seemed to just throw it all at you, shoving everything off the shelves and toppling dominoes to see how you'd fair. It was the cruelest whenever those years came about.

This though? This had to be a fucking joke.

The others had already been on edge about the mission, as you and your partner didn't exactly have the best relationship. There'd been several attempts to switch things around so that threat would be eliminated, but ultimately they'd proven fruitless. So, with great reluctance they went along with it, though Deimos had been particularly adamant on you all meeting back up as soon as possible. He'd been especially antsy and anxious as the mission had drawn ever closer, voicing the most concerns and posing the most questions to you. He wasn't the greatest at hiding his worries when it came to those he considered close, you admired that about him.

It was almost funny with how right he'd been to worry about it. Not only had there been far ore agents and mags than expected, there was also jack shit worth taking. Obviously, this had been some sort of trap in an attempt to catch you all off guard. It'd worked, evidently, just not in the way they'd probably expected. At some point or another, it was decided you all had to get out and go. Sanford was far too injured to continue on, 2b was too stressed to think straight, and you and Hank had the luck of getting trapped on the other side of base.

You didn't exactly feel too surprised when you'd been yanked up by the back of your shirt and thrown into the back of a truck, door slamming shut seconds after. You could see a hoard of agents and mags alike nearing closer, unable to tear your gaze away from them even as your partner got in the driver's seat. There was a bit of commotion from them, barking into the comms. about needing to get out and go. You were still too distracted even when they'd begun to speed off, and far too distracted to hear Deimos' confused shouting get cut.

You could tell it was coming, somewhere in between all the pre-existing stress and dread. It was like your own version of getting a headache shortly before it storms, except all it did was tell you you'd be royally fucked for the next day or few. It was always a little too hard for you to decipher exactly how long it would be, a little too fuzzy of a reading for you to say anything accurate on the matter. All you could tell was that it was coming soon, it wouldn't stop just for your less than friendly company.

-

Three days. You'd been stuck driving out here for three days now.

Originally, the plan was to drive off until the agents would give up, turn around, and go back to base to find the others. It'd started off easy enough, the agents chasing after you seeming to lose interest in the hunt after a good while, turning and leaving. You weren't sure why at the moment, but the action had shifted something uncomfortably in your chest. It just felt too easy, too convenient.

You'd soon figured it out when the storm had started to kick in. It didn't seem too bad at first, a minor inconvenience that drew a little grumble and a lean forward in their seat from your companion. Then, it'd worsened and worsened. By this point, neither of you knew where you were. Sure, the anti-aahw had been all over Nevada- but that was just of the Nevada they knew about. It wouldn't be far fetched to suggest you'd both gotten turned around and were now god knows where.

Eventually, it was decided there was no progress that could be made here. You'd both have to either hope for a place to stay or that the car wouldn't fair too uncomfortably. Which, considering the lack of space in it and you with far too little energy to get into an argument, the first would be the blessing of the two. It wasn't too long until your quiet prayers from the back seat had been answered, the faintest of outlines among the storm showing some form of shelter. You could already feel exhaustion settling in, far too quickly for your own comfort. By the time Hank had pulled over to walk in, he'd had to reach into the backseat and tug you by the collar of your shirt with an impatient noise, a gentle encouragement laced with the threat of dragging you out.

You were sure you couldn't have pulled your legs further to your chest than you already had. Your spine was already beginning to set with soon-to-be-aches and cramps as you curled into yourself. You'd attempted to keep yourself as taut as possible, not wanting to look as pathetic as you felt in that moment, half-shaking on the cold hard floor of some abandoned complex. Hank had gone off a while ago, leaving you in the lobby to go look for a room to stay in- a room for him to stay in.

You'd lost track of time, too focused on trying to keep it all together as your mind threatened to go blank and shut down. It was the worst when it was like this, where you could only lay and hope for exhaustion to kick you into sleep at one point or another. Your limbs all felt heavy with weight, uncomfortable with just how impossible it seemed to move them. Every part of your body felt locked up, stuck and stiff how it was when you'd dropped down to the floor. You were at least glad you'd fallen to face the door, able to see the snow falling from your position.

Sure, it was the cause of your current estrangement. Yes, it meant you were stuck with the man who hated your guts with a burning passion. Despite all that, it was still pretty. It was surreal to see the sky something other than a burning red, though that oddness was fully welcomed if it meant a break from that damned color.

You'd been snapped out of your daze by a light nudge to your back, you attempted to summon up a sound of acknowledgement- coming up with nothing. The lack of a response earned another, rougher nudge, shoving against your spine uncomfortably. You'd jumped away from the contact with a little mix of a whine and hiss, head jerking back to meet the eyes of your 'assailant.' Red lenses met your gaze, looming over you from your place on the ground.

"Get off the floor and come with me," it wasn't a request. He'd always been especially bossy with you, a little colder and more detached from you. It didn't take a genius to tell he was on less than stellar terms with you.

You didn't have time to stagger up onto your feet, a hand finding its way to the collar of your shirt to yank you up once more. The world spun around you in a haze as you stumbled forward, attempting to re-balance yourself as best as you could in the short breath you were given. Apparently, it hadn't worked well, you ending up crashing into Hank in the process. He'd barely stirred at the movement, still as a statue despite your disturbance. Distantly, you'd noticed how his hands had moved to your back, keeping you upright. You'd also noticed how they weren't a bruising grip on your form-

"....walk?"

You'd blinked. You had no clue what he'd even asked, did he ask anything in the first place? I mean, you could've totally just imagined it. Maybe you were just dreaming already, it happens sometimes..

"I don't ask questions just for you to not answer. Can you walk?"

You'd opened your mouth to speak, shutting it shortly after. Your tongue was like lead in your mouth and your voice seemed to have gone for a walk. You weren't going to play the chances of you not answering again. Instead, you'd simply given a little nod. He was..surprisingly warm, in all honesty. You found yourself leaning further into him, unconsciously nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck.

He seemed satisfied by the answer, giving a little grunt of acknowledgement before pulling away. You'd caught yourself before you'd fallen, sleep snapping from you momentarily again as reality came back. By the time you found some sort of feelings in your legs again, he was already down the hall, not waiting for you by any means. You were grateful for the little burst of energy that'd found you, stumbling after him quickly.

You were reaching for his arm before you could really even process it, holding onto him once more in a moment of unconscious indulgence. You missed the little curious glance he gave you, and the way he'd pulled his arm (and subsequently you) a little closer to him. Admittedly, you leaning onto him so much did force him to slow down a bit, much to his chagrin. He didn't make any comment about it though. You didn't either, happy to just stay close as you just barely stayed awake enough to continue walking with him.

-

The mattress felt far more comfortable than the floor.

"Better than laying on tile, isn't it?" Came the sarcastic question.

Nevermind, fuck this mattress.

You'd given a little hum, stirring a bit as you got comfortable. You were still curled up as small as you could, some sort of attempt to salvage what little heat you had. The thin fleece blankets didn't offer much relief from the elements, serving more as an empty pressure laying on you. Despite that though, it seemed you were given some mercy, as you were just edging into unconsciousness.

"I'll be in the next room over so don't be loud, alright?"

You'd nodded slowly. There was a pause. There was an abnormally long pause, to be exact. After a few breaths you could hear the clinking of metal and the shuffling of cloth. Curiously, you'd poked your head up, looking at the man over your shoulder in confusion. He'd met your gaze, pausing for the briefest of moments as he tugged his jacket off.

"What're you doin?..." you'd managed, words slurring together drearily.

He'd given a short 'tsk,' continuing his previous ministrations as he answered. "What I'm doing is making sure you don't go into some little coma on me, I'm not carrying your ass around if you pass out that hard. That's on you."

You'd given a little displeased hum at his words, narrowing your eyes slightly at him. He didn't react. Laying your head back down, you'd sighed in some sort of content, peaceful enough in the deteriorating room. You could feel yourself falling asleep, thought slipping from you as you finally found some sot of rest.

Just before you really fell unconscious though, you could feel the weight of a jacket being draped over you. You could've sworn you felt a hand settle on your arm for a moment, tracing a few shapes and lines idly before reluctantly pulling away. You were so sure you heard the faintest of 'Goodnight,'s before the door clicked shut. You could have just been hearing things or dreaming them up, though. You'd just have to ask him about it in the morning.

#IF THE FORMATTING IS FUCKY ITS BC TUNGLE MADE ME COPY PASTE THIS FROM A DIFFERENT TEXT POST TO SAVE AS A DRAFT #BC IT WOULDNT SAVE . #i hate this site i hate this site i ha (slams my fists so violent and blood hungrilt) #employer reader #hank j wimbleton x reader #hank x reader #madcom x reader #madcom imagines #madness combat x reader #madness combat imagines #rot writes

[austajunk]

My bestie and I just got into Souda X Nagito and love it

So like headcanon

Souda being really nervous with kissing at first cause of his teeth cause he doesn’t want to hurt Nagito. And Nagito is like “just kiss me it’s fine”

They’ve had a few moments with Souda grazing him, but after some time and practice Souda gets more comfortable and confident to kiss him without hurting him. (Also Souda gets excited cause he’s happy and has to hold back from nipping at him)

Also Souda being like trying to take the lead but Nagito takes the lead and Souda is like “HUH?!” While Nagito just laughs at how clueless and dorky Souda’s surprise face is.

Also Souda patching up Nagito’s jacket (since Souda knows how to sew )

)I’m sorry I rambled I just also need more content of them)

Well, if you’d like more content, would you mind me using your wonderful headcanons as a little prompt for a small fic? :)

I get the feeling Kazuichi’s insecurities require him to need lots of reassurance from Nagito and it’s the cutest thought to me.

—

“Ouch!”

Nagito sprung back off of his partner, his pale fingers immediately wandering to her bottom lip. A wound had broken through his skin and the slightest bit of swelling had occurred before a little warm trickle of blood seeped out.

“Hehe… you got me,” the Ultimate Luckster said, his cheeks flushing a pink tint. His thumb wiped away the drop of blood, but his cheeky smile faded as soon as he saw the look of horror and disbelief on his favorite mechanic’s face.

“I…” Kazuichi stammered. His eyes swerved between Nagito and the bed before he settled on the white covers to hide the shame on his face. “I’m sorry-! I c-can’t do this!”

“Hm?” Nagito tilted his head.

“Every time I try, I just wind up hurting you! I feel so stupid!” The mechanic tugged on his beanie, trying to shut out the world around him. This was so embarrassing. Why did he have to change his appearance so drastically when he was younger? Now all these stupid teeth did was get in the way right at the very second he started to feel comfortable with letting someone else touch him!

“You think this hurts…?” Nagito’s voice made Kazuichi lift his head slightly. “Well… I guess it kind of hurts. But I like it.”

“What?! No way! You can’t like me constantly accidentally biting you…I feel like I’m gonna just lose control…” Kazuichi sniffled, rubbing his eyes.

Nagito put up both of his hands, smiling despite the pain of the wound on his lips stretching a bit. “No. I actually think it’s cute.” He inched closer to the mechanic. “All of this… your entire look, your teeth… you really were trying to protect yourself from everything, weren’t you?”

Kazuichi didn’t respond to that, so Nagito continued as he slipped his hand inside his. “When I think about everything you did to keep yourself safe, I can’t help but to find it… cute.”

“I’m not s-supposed to be scared,” said Kazuichi, shaking his head. “It’s not supposed to be like this-ah!”

He was cut off by a swift kiss from the Luckster. It was brief, just a quick peck to the lips. But the mechanic felt like fire was surfacing to his face as soon as their lips touched. He fell back and shuddered. “H-Hey! Come on! You can’t just sneak it on me l-like that!”

Before he realized it, Nagito was already above him, locking his legs at Kazuichi’s side to keep him from escaping. Their eyes were upon one another, but Kazuichi couldn’t help but to look at the bite mark on his lip and wince. Still, Nagito’s hand stayed firm inside his.

“But I want to keep kissing you. All over. I want to kiss you again and again until you stop being afraid…” Nagito chuckled, his wispy strands of hair tickling Kazuichi’s neck as he pulled in close.

“Nagito… c-come on…” Kazuichi averted his eyes and rubbed the back his neck. But he didn’t pull away.

“Eventually, you’ll just get used to it. You have to if I refuse to stop kissing you.”

“Ughhh!” The pink-haired boy groaned. “You’re so annoying! I’m trying to protect you from my stupid teeth, you know-anghhhh…”

Nagito saw his chance and took it, practically slamming his forehead against Kazuichi’s to kiss him fiercely. Before the mechanic could close his mouth on instinct, Nagito jammed his tongue inside and forced a nervous shudder to break through Kazuichi’s body again. But his jaw wouldn’t dare close while Nagito played around, running his tongue daringly across each and every single tooth inside his mouth. He planted his hand on Kazuichi’s collar and pulled him deeper into the kiss, smirking against his lips when Kazuichi did not resist. They played their tongues together and kissed over and over until the oxygen was too depleted. Then they parted and fell back, gasping in unison to breathe. Only a thin strand of saliva hung in between their lips as the silence lasted a few moments interspersed with some intense staring.

“Y…You really suck…” Kazuichi whimpered, wiping his mouth.

“But you didn’t hurt me,” said Nagito brightly. He pulled back and wiped his mouth as well.

“Yeah… Yeah. Um…” Kazuichi looked as though he were about to pout or object in some way. But instead, he sighed and said, “Thanks. Just… thanks.”

“Of course.” The pale-haired boy tilted his head again and thought for a moment. “If it helps, I’ve actually been dreaming about you biting down on my neck and shoulder as a punishment—“

“Gah! Why are you so weird?! Come on!”

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<3

#danganronpa #nagito komaeda #kazuichi soda #kazuichi souda #soumaeda #komasouda #Puhuhu #fics #danganronpa 2 goodbye despair #shy Kazuichi content just wins my heart #<3 #thanks for the ask!

[tkapuckit]

#27 on the fluffy prompt list for matty t please!

27. “are you blushing?”

A/N: send some more requests from this list and like always, enjoy and let me know if you catch any mistakes:)

You and Matthew are getting ready to go to a Flames gala and obviously, you had to dress all fancy. You were finishing getting dressed and applying a light, yet elegant makeup in the master bathroom as Matthew got ready in your shared master bedroom. You had on a burgundy/red dress that went just past your knee, a slit up the one leg. You love the way the dress hung perfectly on your body. Finally satisfied with the way you looked, you walk out into the bedroom to see Matthew struggling with his tie in front of the full length mirror that sits in the corner of your room.

Not noticing you have already entered the room, Matthew lets out a frustrated groan. “Ughhh, y/n when you’re done can you help me with this tie-“ his shout being cut off by the sight of you behind him. “holy fuck,” he breathes out, eyeing you up and down. You smile to yourself, walking towards him as he reaches out and grabs you by the waist, pulling you closer himself. “You like it?” you ask him, placing your hands on his biceps. “Oh my god, do I like it? I’d like it better on this bedroom floor but yes, fuck y/n, I love it.” His face and neck turning a red as you stand there smiling up at him. “Are you blushing?” you laugh. Running your hand over the stubble on his cheek, causing him to only blush more. “Don’t make fun of me, you’d be blushing if you saw yourself from my point of view too. Literally how am I so lucky? Look at you,” he says, taking a step back and spinning you by the hand in front of him, only making you laugh more. “You’re so breathtakingly beautiful.” He says pulling you close again.

You feel your heart racing in your chest. Matthew never fails to make you feel like the most special person to ever walk planet earth.

“It’s not just me, I mean look at you, handsome. Those pants do wonders for that ass of yours and this shirt,” you say, placing both hands on the material that covers his chest, “fits so perfectly.” He leans down and places a sweet kiss on your lips, biting softly on your bottom lip. “Thank you my love, I know how much you love my ass, that’s why I chose these pants.” He jokes. You roll your eyes again at him. “Well thank you too,” you say, “the thought of this dress ripped on the floor after the gala tonight is what really persuaded me to buy it.” You wink up at him, referencing his earlier comment.

Instantly, you can see his eyes light up. Before he could say anything, you start, “But before that mr. hotshot, we need to actually go to the gala, let me help you with that tie so we aren’t late.” You reach for the untied red tie hanging around his neck, tying it perfectly, buttoning the top button of his shirt and fixing the collar. His eyes on you the whole time as his hands remain on your waist. “There,” you say, once again smoothing the material of his white shirt and resting your hands on his chest. “Perfect.” You look up at him to him smirking down at you. “What?” you say, trying to hide your smile. “y/n, I don’t think anyone would blame us if we showed up late, come on.” He chuckles. “Ha ha you’re so funny,” you say sarcastically, “but keep that up Matthew and we won’t be doing anything when we come home after anyways.” He laughs as you turn to leave the room, grabbing his hand to lead him out too. “Yeah, we know that’s not true.” He pulls you back to kiss your cheek before allowing you to walk out with him in toe.

#matthew tkachuk #matthew tkachuk imagine #matty tkachuk #calgary flames #calgary flames imagine

[scarecrow-supremacy]

Arranged Love | Pt 6

Thank you to Mrs. Hatake for requesting this prompt to me!

In which: f!reader is interested in being in a fwb like relationship, but is forced into an arranged marriage with the one and only, Hatake Kakashi. Both (y/n) and Kakashi only agree to marry for the sake of convivence. (y/n) with her needs, and Kakashi with his wish to revive his clan.

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Cherry and happy Mind not so Which way should I go

"(y/n)?" Kurenai snapped her fingers in your face, trying to catch your attention. Snapping out of your mental pain, due to getting rather tipsy last night; you nodded in response. "So what up? You didn't come meet Anko and I here, yesterday?" Kurenai arched her black brows, "Anko also seemed quite shocked after she, erm, barged into you place." Kurenai looked you in the eyes, her straight face wavered as she gave in and laughed.

You flushed wildly, heat creeping up to your neck and cheeks, "K-kurenai! What did Anko tell you?!" You gasped exasperated.

"You and Kakashi going at it already, eh?" Kurenai smirked, "That explains why you aren't wearing your usual skirt. Covering up all those hickeys, aren't you?"

Still heavily embarrassed, you averted your eyes. I'm going to die of embarrassment! You started at the ground, trying to formulate a coherent sentence, failing miserably, "I...Uh! Well... I mean–Sorry... Hangover...Tipsy..." you mumbled rubbing you forehead, feeling sick in your stomach. Maybe you shouldn't of had that much sake with Kakashi last night... On top of that, the many rounds of sex you had had after that.

Kurenai rolled her eyes, "Spit it out, girl," she giggled, "Don't be shy," You knew that it would be impossible to hide anything from one of your best, most dear, friends. Taking a breath, you parted your lips to speak, trying to formulate what to say, yet something got in your way–

"Hey guys!" Anko greeted, sitting down with them at the little diner they were at, "Whatcha up to?" Hail Mitarashi Anko, queen of disruptions... your mind sassed; you saw Kurenai face palm. Looking at Kurenai, you tried to convey the message that you'd talk to both of them about that later. You tried to smile at Anko, yet it wobbled and formed weakly. Urgg, those painkillers didn't do shit to help...

Cleaning your throat, you tried to lighten thing up, mostly for you to get your mind to think straight, "How was your date, Anko?" You asked, smiling your usual close-eyed smile, "Did Raidō treat ya well?"

Anko blushed, chuckling happily, "He sure did! But I don't know if we'll be a thing..." She shrugged, "Good friends, but most probably not a thing." Anko took a bite of her Hanami dango, twirling the stick between her fingers, then looked you in the eyes, "Anyways, tell me about what I walked into you and Kakashi doing yesterday?" She smirked smugly.

"I was just getting to that," Kurenai nodded, "before you came."

You sighed, your mind contemplating. What do I feel about Kakashi... He was so sweet yesterday, but does that really make up for how much a bastard he usually is? Finally, you agreed to spill about what had happened, hoping that your mind would work on he spot. "Things are changei–" You were cut off again...

"Hello, ladies!" The voice of one Namiashi Raidō intruded your conversation, "I heard my name and decided to come over and see what's up." He said casually, Genma nodded his head as a greeting. There was a part of you was largely relieved that you had been interrupted by him. But you were positive that you wouldn't get away with it. Anko and Kurenai would get their way, you just knew they would.

"So, soon-to-be Mrs. Hatake, how ya feelin'?" Genma asked, his senbon needle somehow not stabbing his mouth has he spoke, "Anko told us about a lil' something. Copy Cat best be treating you good, Sugar."

You giggled at his nickname for you. It was entirely platonic of choice, seeing that Genma was gay, his eyes currently on Iruka. "ANKO!" It took you a moment to fully process what he had just said, "Why'd ya tell him?!" You felt a needle-like sensation within your body.

Anko sweat-dropped, "I was scarred and needed to get it out of my system. Plus, Genma's my boy, so I told him and Kurenai." She pouted, ordering some more dango from the waitress. Both her and Genma grinned as they high-fived. "Either way, you've got some explaining to do, Missy."

I buried your face in the collar of your flak jacket, fingers tracing you the clan sign on the yoga pant you had uncharacteristically worn. "Ughhh!" You mumbled, flustered as heck, head pain still throbbing, "It's weird, alright?"

The bunch broke out laughing, "Weird, eh?" Raidō chuckled, "Expand on that, would you?" What am I supposed to expand on? I don't even know the base info...

You lightly punched his arm, "Expand? Raidō, you're starting to sound like Ebisu testing his kids." You rolled your eyes, "'Please expand on you answer, and provide supporting evidence,'" You mimicked Ebisu's tone. Sharp pain struck your body, your expression faltered–

"Konoha to (y/n)?" Kurenai snapped her well manicured fingers in front of your face. Her expression showed concern, "You've seemed rather drained today," she noted, "Are you alright? We'll be here to help you. Always." She promised, the others showing their support.

Yet still you sat, clutching were at a slight lack of words, your mixed emotions not making this even the slightest bit easier, "Well... I..." your thoughts still were jumbled and unorganized. "I..." You looked away, "I'm not sure. I've been feeling weird all day, and I don't know why." You admitted, "Not just physically hungover and nauseous, but I just don't know what to think. I'm confused." You let it out. "I need some time, alright." You slumped in the seat, head leaned back.

Clearing your throat, you briskly pushed out your chair, shoving it back in as getting up, "Give me some time!" You voice was evidently pained. Clearly, your body didn't cope well with alcohol. "I can't with this right now. Plus...I have to go do something." You cast your friends a sad look, briskly walking away in hopes of getting some time to think. I need to go clear my head...

Loving or alone Struggling to know Choosing to hold on Or let go

#kakashi x y/n #kakashi x reader #kakashi #kakashi hatake #hatake #naruto character x reader #kurenai yuhi #anko mitarashi #genma shiranui #raido namiashi #reader x character #reader insert #series #marriage #forced marriage #arranged marriage au #arranged marriage fic #Arranged Love #Veggie #reflection #after thought

[defonotrini]

Control me

~you were mind controlled by a villain and you trick todoroki

warnings:Smut.mommy kink,dick riding,Cum,Dirty talk,Giving head.

•You and todoroki were pro heroes. Him being #2 and you being #4. Y’all were never in a relationship but y’all were very good friends.Little did you both know you both had a crush on each other. But you never wanted to tell him because you feared it would get in the way of y’all’s hero work.

•You and him were fighting a villain who’s quirk was mind control. *NO THE VILLAIN IS NOT SHINSOU*

•Todoroki tried freezing the villain but it didn’t work. Your quirk was voice decaying. Anytime you sang everything around you decayed.

•The villain saw it coming and quickly grabbed a heavy object and threw it at you and knocked you out.

•”Y/N !!” Todoroki shouted as he was knocked out too.

•When todoroki woke up you were gone and the villain was too

•” I swear to god if that villain hurts you y/n I will kill him”,he said talking to himself

You woke up in a basement and had a collar on ur neck. “Hello there y/n” said the villain.

“What do you want with me ?”, “Well I thought it was obvious but I need to use you for something”. “Like what ?”, “Well if I told you I would have to kill you” he said chuckling.”Fine then at least tell me what your gonna do to me”, “Well you see I’m gonna attach this chip to the back of your neck...a small little mind controlling chip”. “Like hell I would let you do that to me”, “Oh well you see..you have no choice..that collar around your neck is electric”. “Make any moves and I will turn it on”. You then started worrying hoping todoroki would get there in time.The villain came in the room with the chip and the collar remote in his hands. “Now be a good girl and stay still okay ?”. You stayed silent looking away from him. He lifted up the collar and attached the chip on the back of your neck.”Now let’s see if this baby works or not”, “Come to me”. You walked toward him. “YES YES IT WORKS”, “Go sit back down”. You sat back down.

“Mmmm what’s something fun I can do to mess with you and shoto...OH I got it”, “You guys are cute but he’s a innocent boy and that innocents needs to be taken away”, Go find todoroki and seduce him”.You got up and left the building looking for todoroki.

Todoroki and you find each other in a dark abandoned factory. “Y/n oh my god I’ve been worried about you, are you okay?, did that villain do anything to you?”. “No” you responded with a straight face.”Umm okay well let’s go back to headquarters and get you fixed up”. He tried tugging your wrist but you wouldn’t budge. He looked back at you confused as you grabbed him by the neck and made his back touch your chest and covered his mouth with your hand has he went unconscious. He wakes up in the same dark basement you did. “W-where am I ?,

Y/n ?! , where are you at !!”. “Right here” you said with a smirk.The villain was out doing other things so y’all had the basement to yourselves...“Wait a minute your not y/n your somebody else”, “oh no shoto I’m still y/n just not in my own head right now” you said laughing. “Y/n snap out of it please you can’t let him control y-“, “Shut it !”. “Now if you wanna be a good boy and not die I suggest you listen to everything I say and do”. His face was red after hearing the words “good boy” from your mouth. It turned him on even more because you were in your very skin revealing and tight hero costume. *little less revealing than momos but still sexy* . You got on top of his lap and placed your hands on his shoulders. “I-I don’t think we should be doing this,your being mind controlled this isn’t you y/n, please snap o-“

His words were cut off as you pressed your lips against his hard and tongue licking his lips. “Shhhh your my good boy right ? Then act like it and do what I say”. “Y-yes ma’am”. You take off your hero costume along with your bra and panties.

You kneel down to take off shoto’s pants.His hands wiggling around in the ropes aching to reach free and touch you. “Mmm it’s already hard for me”. You rub his cock through the boxers and pull them down. Cock springing out with pre-cum coated on the tip. “Ple-Please y/n”, “Please what baby boy speak up”, “Please make me feel good”. You smirk and lick your tongue up the veins on the side while swirling your tongue on the top.You then decide to take it all in. Hand swirling around on the outside while tongue swirls around on the inside. “Mmm your cock is so pretty and large”. Saliva dripping all on the sides and all over your hand as you take all of him inside your mouth”. “Nghhh please make me feel good mommy”, “don’t worry my pretty boy,mommy’s gonna make you feel amazing”. Sucking so hard your nose is touching his pelvic bone. “Mommy I’m about too-“ as soon as he says that you pull away. Todoroki then looks at you upset. “Uh uh uh mommy never said you can cum, I’ll decide when and where your pretty cream goes”. You get back on his lap as his tip touches your entrance. “You want me ?” , “Yes mommy please I need you and I need all of you”, “mmm that’s what I like to hear”. You slip his hardened cock inside of you slowly to take in his length.”ughhh your so fucking tight”. You go at a slow pace as you bounce up and down on his cock. Your breasts going up and down in the air as you grab one and shove it in shoto’s mouth. All his vibrating moans going onto your nipple is making them hard and making you crave more.

“Do you wanna cum inside mommy ?”, He lets his mouth out as it leaves a pop , “Yes let me fill you up with all my love please please please”, “You wanna be a good boy and have my kids”, “Yes please I want your kids”. You bounce even harder making it hard for shoto to keep it inside. “Ughhh mommy I’m gonna cum”, “do it baby boy come inside mommy”. He does as you tell him and he fills you all the way up. Both of you trying to catch a breath. You get up and grab your hero costume and put your clothes back on. All of a sudden your brain snaps back into place. “Huh, what just happened my brain feels numb”. “uh- y/n?”, “yea-oh my god todoroki what happened and where are we ?”. He stays silent. “Wh- as you turn around you see his cock out.” Oh my god wait did we ?... “yeah we did”,”I-I’m so sorry Um lemme just help you”. You stick his cock back inside and lift up his boxers and pants.” You know...it wasn’t that bad”, “re-really ?,”yeah it was kind of hot actually”. Your face turns pinkish red. You untie his ropes. “Hey umm maybe when we get back to headquarters can you kind of tell me what happened”, “yeah sure”.You both escape back to headquarters.

“Just to let you know I could have escaped from those ropes, I just chose not too” he said with a smirk.

#todoroki smut #todoroki x reader #todoroki x you #todoroki x y/n #mha

[trentaafcsblog]

Champion

Trent Alexander-Arnold

“Come here, champ” your purr as you beckon him over with one finger. Watching his eyes as they travel across the red lacy material just about covering your body before finally settling on yours, darkening with lust when you run your teeth over your bottom lip and push your boobs together, your cleavage spilling out over the top of the cups and begging to have his cock nestled in between them, silently moaning at the thought before you’re diverting your attention back to his gaze.

Studying him as he removes the medal from around his neck and swings it around one finger, a cocky smirk on his face when the word ‘champion’ glistens under the light - a little reminder of his new title, the name he wanted you to call him from now on. Brushing the cold metal across the front of your bra, his dick twitching when your nipples start to harden under the temperature and you let out a little whimper. Slipping the red ribbon over your neck and watching as the gold slides down your chest and lays right between your boobs, his head ducking down to grip the metal disc between his teeth, looking up at you with those same dark eyes before he’s replacing the gold with a mouthful of your boob instead. Your head falling back against the wall as you grab a handful of his hair, wincing when he gently pinches your skin between his lips, his warm tongue running over the growing purple marks, causing goosebumps to appear on the surface of your skin - a familiar affair when he was doing everything right.

“You like that, don’t you?” he’s growling as he moves his lips away from your boobs and attaches them to your neck instead. Hissing at the new sensation and quietly moaning his name as he leaves sloppy kisses all over your collar bones. Your hand slipping under the waist band of his boxers, pulling the material down until you hear his dick smack against the bottom of his abs. His lips breaking away from your skin as he groans at the feeling, smirking to yourself as you trace your thumb over the swollen tip and his balls start palpitating against your touch. Precum seeping down between your fingers and acting as the perfect lube for when you start pumping your palm up and down his length, his grunts mixing with the sound of the wet friction, your pussy tingling at the unique harmony, wanting nothing more than for your own moans to join in on the song.

And it’s only taking a matter of seconds for that little wish to come true. Your body being pushed onto the mattress as he crawls over you, ripping the material of your panties away from your hips and then tossing them in the opposite direction, noticing them land on the chair in the corner of the room before disappearing down the gap between the seat and your dressing table - a little surprise waiting for you in the morning. Your bra following them shortly after as it flies across the bedroom, getting caught on the door handle and stopping in its tracks, sliding down the wooden frame before resting just in front of the entrance. Watching him intently as he studies your now naked body, taking his time to look at every single inch of you, almost certain that he’s doing it in slow motion just to keep you waiting even longer. Whimpering a little ‘please’ which finally breaks his gaze, his eyes locking with yours before he’s pushing himself back slightly and lowering his head down until it’s in between your thighs.

“Fuckkk, T” you’re whispering as his beard tickles your clit, sending a ripple through your body as you writhe around beneath him. Begging him for more as he continues to tease you, tracing over your sensitive nub with one of his fingers, gently pressing it like some sort of button as he smirks at your reaction, loving how you moaned even louder under his control. His grip on your hips tightening when he starts licking away at your core, his tongue getting lost in your folds as he laps at your juices. Humming in appreciation at his ‘favourite snack’ which causes a vibration to surge through your pussy, the sensation making every single hair on your body stand to attention as you clutch onto his curls. Feeling your clit flutter against his nose, an all too familiar sign that you were close to your high, as he forces himself to pull away. His top lip glistening with your arousal before he runs his tongue over the wetness, winking at you when he swallows your sweet taste - a sight you wish would never end.

“All fours. Now” he’s ordering as he stands up and waits for you to follow his command, quickly scrambling into the correct position and arching your back as much as you can, wiggling your ass in the air which encourages a small groan to leave his lips. Your swollen pussy peeking through the gap in your thighs, shimmering with a combination of his spit and your pearlescent fluid, as he runs his finger back over your folds. Pushing your legs further apart so that he can get the best access, teasing your entrance with his throbbing head before slowly sinking into you. Feeling you dilate around him until your walls are hugging his cock, moaning at the slight stinging sensation before you’re adjusting to his size, pushing your ass back until it’s flat against his stomach, every single inch of him now buried inside of you.

Your ass bouncing off his abs and jiggling with each thrust, one of his hands resting on the small of your back, forcing you to keep in the same position so he can get the best view of you taking him so well. Reaching forward to grab the medal from around your neck, tugging it so your head pulls back, the red ribbon choking you slightly as you gasp for air, a broken moan escaping your mouth as you look back over your shoulder.

“Can’t keep your eyes off your champion, can you?” he’s growling, a gulp being your only response as you continue watching him pound into you. Your pussy clenching even harder when you notice he’s not breaking the eye contact, grazing your teeth along your bottom lip which just encourages his finger to loop through the ribbon once more, pulling it tighter against your throat as you let out a little squeal.

“So obsessed with me, aren’t you, hey?” he’s grunting when you start moaning his name, flicking between ‘champ’ and ‘daddy’ - both of which gave him the biggest ego boost, not that he particularly needed it. Reluctantly pulling away from him so you can switch up the position, his dick leaving your pussy with a satisfying ‘pop’ sound, the tip still attached to your folds by a string of your arousal, eventually snapping and falling onto the inside of your thigh. Quickly pushing him back onto the mattress, not being able to bear the fact that he wasn’t inside you for a few seconds, straddling his hips and sinking yourself back down onto his length. A smug look painting itself across his face as he folds his arms behind his head, enjoying the view of you being in charge for once, a rare occurrence, but it was something that he could definitely get used to.

Your hips swirling around on top of his as you rock back and forth, feeling his cock brush against your g-spot with each movement, whining at the intense pleasure as you angle yourself perfectly on top of him. Bringing the gold disc up to your mouth and clamping it between your teeth as you slowly start to spell out the word ‘champion’ with your hips, smirking when his eyes start rolling back and he can’t fight the urge to grip onto your bum any longer, sinking his nails into your skin and groaning when he notices the white cream trickling down his cock.

“Look at you creaming for me” he’s moaning before scooping some up with his fingers, holding them out in your direction as you begin kitten licking his finger tips. Feeling him twitch inside of you when you take them all the way to the back of your mouth, your head bobbing up and down - a sight he knew only too well - as you suck his digits clean. Humming when you pull them away from your lips, wiping a little bit from the corner of your mouth with the back of your hand before you’re focusing on riding him again. His hips bucking up to meet yours as you bounce around on his cock, your boobs jumping with each movement as his hands come up to grope them, gently rolling your nipples between his fingers as they become impossibly harder, poking out far enough for him to be able to run his tongue over them.

“Ughhh, fuckkk” you’re squealing as you continue to clench around every single inch of him. His throbbing head poking your g-spot with each thrust, a pleasurable contrast to the stinging sensation that his balls were leaving each time they smacked against your pussy.

“You gonna cum for your champion?” he’s asking as you just about manage to nod your head, a knot starting to tie itself inside your stomach as your legs turn to jelly, suddenly snapping and causing a gush of water to shoot out of your pussy, splattering all over his torso. Beads of your juice rolling off his abs and onto the bed sheets as you give him a proud smile, his hands guiding your hips away from his as your bodies separate, whimpering at the empty feeling before the sight of him wanking himself off is distracting you.

Your pussy tingling as you watch his hand pump up and down his length, spurring him on to chase his high as you start rubbing at your clit. Squealing his name as you watch his prominent vein rise from the rest of his cock, leaning forward to trace your finger over it as he stills his hand and lets out a grunt. Five spurts of cum shooting all over your tits and onto the medal, running between your cleavage and down onto your nipples, dripping off the end and onto your thighs.

“Fucking hell” he’s groaning as he takes in the sight before him, your chest completely covered in a layer of his thick seed. Retrieving the medal from between your boobs as you wipe your finger across the gold, scooping up a trail of his cum before pushing it into your mouth. Swirling your tongue around the white strings and opening your mouth so that he can see the mess he’s made. Pretending to spit it out before you’re sucking it back in and swallowing it down with a little moan, pulling him in for a kiss as your lips crash onto his, transferring the salty remnants of his load into his mouth as he purrs at the unfamiliar flavour, one you claimed to be addicted to.

Pulling away and holding his metal up into the light, the word ‘champion’ visible again now that you’d uncovered it from the splashes of cum. Giggling to yourself when you take it off from around your neck and loop the red ribbon over his head.

“My champion” you’re whispering before he’s looking down at the gold disc. A whole new meaning given to that word as he runs his finger over the engraved nickname, the medal now carrying more than just a season’s worth of hard work as he watches his seed sink into the ribbon - a permanent reminder of the way you celebrated his success.

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#trent alexander arnold #trent alexander arnold blurb #trent alexander arnold imagine #trent alexander arnold smut #liverpool fc #england nt

[the-fiction-witch]

Girls! P10 King Between The Queens

TV SHOW: THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE: BETH X READER X BENNY RATING: SMUT AF!

Revealing Benny stood there his hair fixed and clean, a evil smirk on his lips, his eyes dark with lust and desire, his shirt open more than it was earlier revealing much if his bare chest his belt gone only the tightness of his pants to keep them up as he leant on the doorframe clearly tried to pose sexy too for us,

"Hi girls" he smirked

"Hi Benny" we both giggled he quickly came in and shut the door behind him locking it

"We... are really doing this" he says nervously

"We are" I smirked

"I think before anything else... we need a safe word"

"Sicilian?' I suggest

"I'm good with that" Benny nods

"Good, so how do we start?' beth asks

"I kinda just assumed you girls would kinda... jump on me as you need me so bad" he smirked moving to sit on the edge of the bed "aww come on I was promised two beautiful girls, why am I all lonely?"

I was first to jump on sitting on the bed with him, he smirked wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me so not an inch of us was apart "ummm you know what that stuff does to me y/n"

"I know, I wanted you to get spoilt" I smirked kissing his neck a little

"Ohh I already am spoiled, getting a three way with the two most beautiful girls in the world" he smirked "but... my right arm is a little empty isn't it beth?" He suggested to her opening his other arm as I nuzzled into his neck she smirked and jumped on the bed with us snuggling into his other side as he wrapped his arms around her "ummm awww little elizabeth wore her pretty pink panties for me, uum you girls really are desperate" he smirked giving her head a kiss "I uhh I'm going to be honest with you now girls... I uhh I'm harder than I've ever been in my life"

"Ohh poor Benny? Has he already got over excited for us?" I smirked running my hand up his leg

"Ohh no, maybe we went in to strong for poor Benny" beth whined

"Uhh I don't think I'm over excited girls" he blushed

"Who gets him first?" I growled

"I thought we were sharing?' she complained

"Can I pick who gets some first? Or better yet can I pick who I want first?" He smirked

"We are sharing that was the whole point of this" she says

"Fine then how are we dividing him up?' I asked

"You can have his head first and I'll take his dick?"

"Or you can have his face to sit on while I ride his cock?'

"I'm right here. You know that right girls? In the middle of you can hear all of this?' Benny complained

"Why not share sucking him off?'

"We could share a hand job?'

"How about we all just do whatever we want?' Benny suggested "like maybe I'll make out with my pretty little y/n, then maybe have a little grope of my sexy beth, and then maybe I'll finger fuck my adorable beth and then motorboat my beautiful y/n then maybe my cute little y/n could suck my Dick while my busty beth sit on my face?' he suggested and we both giggled at him "I'm just throwing it out there as an option"

"Benny? That does sound rather... rehearsed?" She smirked

"Yeah I got that too" I giggled "benny, have you thought about this before?"

"Well I uhh I mean yeah, what guy hasn't imagined a three way" he blushed

"But specifically involving me and y/n?" Beth asks

"Well uhh you girls, are so beautiful and you both like fooling around with me. I can't deny the thought had crossed my mind of... my beautiful little chess babies giving into there desires and using me like there personal sex toy"

"How long ago was that?' I smirked biting on his neck gently sucking

"Uhh yesterday was the last time!" He groans

"How did you do that?" Beth asks

"Oohh give him a hiki he'll tell you anything" I laughed

"No no no no don't tell her that!' Benny complained as beth gave him a hiki too

"Did you jerk off to that though yesterday?" She asked

"Yes" he nodded

"And now it's real" I giggled

"I must have been wishing so hard it came true" he smirked tugging us closer to him "uuumm I'm not sure I want you girls to do anything, you feel so good against me" he groans

"Ohh no Benny, we're going to use you until" I smirked

"Until we are both completely satisfied" beth smirked

"Uuuummmm!! Fuck... okay, okay, use me girls" he groans

"But I want some kisses first, how will we keep track who's getting more?' I asked

"I have an idea" beth smirked getting up a moment much to benny's dismay but she got a chess clock sitting it on the table as she nuzzled back to benny "your turn first"

"My pleasure" I smirked clicking down the clock and grabbing benny's shirt collar pulling him to my lips, he put up no resistance at all kissing me deeply and lustfully as he often did, his lips smooth and wet where he licked them in his excitement his hair tickling me a little but I loved it he gently moaned into the kiss moving his arm from around beth to hold me closer but at that moment I heard the clock tick change and Benny was yanked away from me beth pulling him I to a rather lustful kiss too he grabbed hold of her with both hands in shock melting into her kisses I tried to nuzzle with Benny but it was impossible so I clicked the clock and pulled him back to me her lipstick and my own smudge on his face as I pulled him into a harsh passionate make out his tongue battling with mine at every chance I slipped my hands down to tug his shirt from his pants making him moan a little

"That's enough it's my turn!" She argued clicking her clock and pulling him away again making him kiss her neck as she undid the buttons on his shirt and gently palming his cock tenderly as she did making him moan into her neck rather loudly

"Hey no fair!' I whine clicking the clock and dragging him back to me but before I could kiss him he stopped the clock on the top

"Girls... please" he gasped

"What's wrong Benny?" I asked

"Girls, I'm only one man. The spirit... is Willing girls but I need to breathe at some point!" He says making us giggle a little "why are you girls fighting over me? There's plenty of me to go around, girls , don't worry."

"But what if you forget one of us?' beth asks

"How could I ever forget one of my beautiful girls? Well I might get a little... distracted when one of you girls is being very nice to me but I couldn't forget my other beautiful girl" he smirked leaning back in his elbows starting at us "go on my beautiful little girls... use me" he groaned I didn't need to be told twice undoing his jeans letting his rock hard erection jump free from it's contains

"Awww Benny he's so big" beth giggled

"I missed him" I smirked

"Aww he's missed you too girls, both of you. He's so used to having you separately he doesn't know which one he wants more"

"How about both of us" I smirked to beth and she for what I was hinting at as she wrapped her hand around his base and I wrapped my hand around him too just above my own us both slowly pumping him

"Ughhh girls!" He moans "uuhh you both feel so good... ummm your holding me so tight beth, uhh! Y/n your skins so soft"

"Which do you like better?" Beth asked

"Uumm I can't decide, you both feel so good" he groans "uhhh girls please?"

"What is it Benny?" I giggled getting faster with my hand

"uughhh! Girls... kiss me. Please" he whines

We both moved our hands away an I let he go first taking all most all of benny's cock in her mouth and gently sucking

"Uuuhhh elizabeth!! Fuck! Uuh uuuuhhh!" He moans his head rolling back in pleasure struggling to keep himself up till she moved away "uhh beth! No..." he whines but I took her place taking every inch of him into my mouth and sucking rather hard "Ooooohhh god! Y/n!! Uuuuuhhh! Uuuuuhhh!" He moans his eyes rolling back into his head till I pulled away "uughhh y/n!!"

I winked to beth and she knew what I was thinking so we both moved and took a side of his cock licking and kissing his shaft sometimes his head sharing his cock between us

"UUUUGHHH!! girls! GIRLS!!"

We both smirked, pulling away, licking our lips as we watched Benny squirm.

"Uuughhhhh! You girls are just fucking torchering me!" He complained

"But it's ever so much fun benny" I giggled

"We're just playing Benny, and your ever so much fun to play with" she smirked

"I have a idea of something fun we could do to benny" I giggled Whispering my idea to beth

"What? What are you girls whispering about?" He asked a little scared "I don't like the whispering! What are you girls planning?"

We both giggled as beth nodded agreeing with my idea and going off the bed to grab something

"What's happening?' he asked

"You'll see" I smirked giving him a kiss she returned with a tie she uses for he hair and we both giggled kissing all over him as we got the rest of his clothes off leaving Benny completely naked he smirked sitting up cuddling us both close so we each perched on one of his thighs

"Awww well this is hardly fair girls? I'm completely naked and my pretty girls are still clothed" he complained

"Well we wanted to dress sexy for you" I told him

"Don't you think we look sexy?' beth asks

"Of course you do girls... but I wanna see my beautiful girls naked"

"In good time Benny" beth smirked grabbing his arm so I grabbed his other arm and I held both his wrists as she began tying the tie around him like handcuffs

"Ohh girls you really are going to torcher me" he smirked

"It's not tourcher Benny, it's a reward, for being so good to us" She smirked finishing up with his hands so he had no escape from us and our plans

"Are you ready Benny?' I smirked

"I think so girls"

"Please don't cum too fast Benny we haven't even got to fuck you yet" I smirked

"I'll try girls but no promises"

"Ohhh please try Benny we will get ever so sad if we can't play with him anymore" I whine

"Well he can't help it when his girls treat him so good" he growled both me and Beth smiled moving to kiss gently up either side of his shaft licking and kissing him, his cock throbbed and twitched often with our kisses "uuhh you girls are Angels" he moans I winked to beth and she smirked pulling me closer and kissing me I happily kissed back tasting the cherry lipstick she wore "uuughhhhh!! Girls! Fuck! You look so beautiful together" Benny groaned unable to stop watching us I smirked slipping off her cardigan as we kissed and she undid my linguré a little exposing my breasts "uhh girls let me out" he whined

"Why should we Benny?' beth smirked playing with my hair

"I wanna touch my beautiful girls, please... I can't sit and watch you two look too beautiful, come on I wanna pleasure my girls" he smirked so I undid his hands and he instantly grabbed me and kissed me as he sat up "uuummm I taste beths lipstick on you y/n, fuck that's so hot" he groaned "beth come on I wanna see if I taste y/ns on you" he smirked pulling her to kiss him "umm not so much, beth wasn't as lusty as y/n" he smirked

"Well y/n had harry last night, explains why she's a little desperate"

"Awww have you girls been ranking boys again?"

"Maybe" we giggled

"Where did I come?"

"At the top like you always do Benny" I giggled

"Maybe next time we should invite Harry along, so he can watch us all and maybe learn a few things" Benny smirked slapping Beth's arse and grabbing her boob but I whined nuzzling his neck "awww what's wrong you feeling lovely y/n? Don't you worry you'll get your turn" he smirked taking a hand away from Beth to slap my arse too "now I wanna pleasure my pretty girls so, who wants my hand and who wants my mouth first?'

"Umm I can't decide I love both too much" I smirked

"Me too, maybe we should do something to see who gets what? Like a coin toss?' beth suggested

"Like play a game of chess against each other completely naked?" He asked very excited

"Uuhh... no," I laughed

"Oowww, that was the only bit of my fantasy we hadn't done yet" he complained

"How about we make out and whichever one moans first gets benny's fingers" I smirked pulling her over to me the two of us sitting over benny's legs so he had no choice but to watch us she smiled kissing me again our kiss much more passionate almost a make out with a lot of tongue her hands around my waist and mine around her neck she moved a hand to slap my arse and I bit my tongue not wanting to moan so I moved my hand to her breast giving her a gentle squeeze as we kissed but she didn't moan she moved her hand to gently rub on my clit through my panties it felt nice but I tried to ignore it doing it to her too .

"Fuck! Girls!! Enough enough!" He moans pulling us away from each other "I can't bare to watch" he groans gently jerking himself off to watch us but both me and Beth from our kiss where fired up and we pretty much jumped on him like cats kissing, biting, licking, sucking, anything either of us could get our hands on, grabbing, pumping, stroking, anything we could do to him "uughhh girls!"

"Whose pussy do you want first Benny?' I smirked grinding on his stiff overwhelmed cock

"Ughh! Don't make me choose girls"

"I want him first, you can ride his face a while" beth told me

"Fine" I smirked grabbing the chess clock from the table putting it on the headboard both me and Beth slipping off our panties and such leaving his naked

"Fuck! You girls are so beautiful!" Benny groaned

[longsightmyth]

any advice for describing clothes without getting too technical or bland? like fantasy clothes? I have all these dresses in my head and then i write it and its like "she wore a blue dress." ughhh

You’re in luck because if you had asked me this before I started Shatterglass I would have said ‘idk friend good luck.’

I HAVE written quite a bit of Shatterglass now, though, and people seem to like the writing from a dressmaker’s PoV, so here, have some examples and then I’ll try to summarize my best tips.

Philippa’s livery:

She wore palace livery like a second skin, even though her red hair clashed with the red panels on her black dress. She had a little bit of embroidery around her hem and collar, which Lillian knew meant the woman was of relative importance in palace servant hierarchy.

Lillian’s first ‘new’ dress:

High necks had been out of fashion longer than Lillian had been in Endovier, though. Philippa, Elaine, Gytha, and Sara had contrived a lacy insert that hid Lillian’s chest and neck nearly to her chin.

“Oh,” Gytha said when they had finished. Sara bit her lip and Philippa sighed, but Elaine looked smug.

She had a right to be, if the lace had been her idea. It didn’t look at all like Lillian was trying to cover anything up: if anything, it looked as if Lillian was trying to get people to look closer. The lace was more a wink and a nudge at modesty. You couldn’t see anything, not really, but it looked as if you should try .

Lillian nodded as she examined herself in the mirror. “I think it will go well with a corset, for the shape,” she said, shifting for a side view. “And I like the color.”

The soft blue-green let her coloring stand out, lending her eyes a greenish cast and heightening the little bit of color she’d gotten from riding for three weeks without a hat.

Nehemia and Kaltain’s first appearances:

She considered leaving, but she was caught by the dresses the two women wore. One wore a deep, bright blue, cut close to emphasize a slim waist but, to Lillian’s surprise, as high-necked as Lillian’s first dress. The neck wasn’t lace on this one, though, just more gleaming fabric. The seams came in from under the arms, Lillian noted with interest, and ran down her front, emphasized with golden embroidery that in turn emphasized a bosom Lillian might have been jealous of before Endovier. The seams and embroidery continued down the full skirt to a wide strip of lighter brocade around the hem.  The color showed off how pale she was, which made the pitch black hair she sported shocking. Lillian approved, though she thought she could have made the dress fit even better. The waist did manage to show off the woman’s slenderness, but Lillian thought it should have been just a touch lower.

The other woman had much darker skin and curls twisted into ringlets down her back and forehead, with what might have been actual gold dust sprinkled through it. She was shorter than the other woman, with a larger waist and hips. Her dress was red, as deep and vivid as the other woman’s blue, with no brocade but more embroidery. It looked almost like it had been wrapped around her, the edges of the embroidery peeking in and out until it spun out from her hips in wavy lines. It left her arms free, and though the neckline didn’t go all the way up to the chin it still covered her collarbone, the way the skirts moved suggested you might catch a glimpse of leg if you looked hard enough.

Garden party dress:

Elaine had outdone herself. Instead of a lace insert, a warm ivory lace overlay went from near-solid at the neck to increasingly more loosely tatted until it became uneven near the hem, like flower petals. Under it, the burnt orange color of the gown itself was slowly revealed. Lillian didn’t have to worry about going barefoot this time: even fashion bowed to the possibility of getting noblewomen’s feet covered in dirt from the gardens. Her slippers matched the underdress exactly.

And I’m going to toss Roland’s Banquet Look in here so I can have a dude:

Roland stood surrounded by a group of younger noble sons, laughing loudly in a shade of green-blue just different enough from the greens in the garden to let him stand out. His shirt was white, but he hadn’t quite edged into the royal prerogative - his trousers and perfectly shined knee-high boots were black. He let his hair, as golden as Lillian’s but much straighter, gleam free to his shoulders instead of wearing any jewelry.

Your level of detail is going to vary depending on situation and PoV. Lillian notices all of these details because she is a dressmaker turned assassin and thus trained in every sense of the word to notice details, specifically details like these. When we get to Celaena’s PoV she’ll notice details but different ones, like how many knives somebody could be hiding (though admittedly Lillian can spot a knife at fifty paces these days) or old-fashioned fashions from Terrasen, or maybe think more about how protective or not a particular fashion is.

Dorian wouldn’t notice fashion except how it indicated status (he Will Notice anybody wearing white or anybody wearing crowns or crownlike accouterments). Chaol would notice, again, people who might be hiding weaponry, and also that Lillian looks nice in blue.  

Basically you pick and choose your details. Someone who isn’t fashion conscious might just call it a blue dress, but they might also, depending on background, notice how expensive the fabric is or that the skirt is cut for easy movement. 

If you want GENERAL descriptive advice, the best I’ve got is to use comparisons to your advantage. It makes your descriptions do double duty and makes it sound a little more natural if you’re writing from somebody’s PoV, third or first or even, yes, second.

Hope that was helpful!

#myth talks about writing #myth talks #Anonymous #myth answers

[shesawriter39049]

CV SQUAD PT.1 (M)

Podcast host/Youtuber/Influencer BTS & OC

CV SQUAD TAKE: MIAMI,NEW YORK, LONDON, LA

CV SQUAD TAKE MIAMI- PART 1 OF 2

WARNINGS:(There’s both some M/F & M/M smuttyness in here so I’ll let you find out which warnings apply to who) Some hand fun,Hella dirty talk, cum play, spit play, light choking, public sex, light mirror kink ,a ton of teasing between all 8 “Characters” All the boy’s are Bi in this BTW . Tatted and Pierced BTS (Not all but most)

JIMIN/OC MAIN FOCUS OT7 SUBFOCUS (MXM/MXF) 

In this part Hoseok/Yoongi have a bigger roll in my opinion but again there all in it a ton 

There is a lot of dialog in this one but it’s needed…I’m introducing 8 people sooooo lol

9.7 K

AU SUMMARY : The “CV SQUAD” is made up of Jimin,YN, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Kookie a group of friends who run a podcast called “Candid Vibes” . That was created initially for a media arts project,in college which is actually how they all met! Now fast forward a good 4 years, a YT channel and millions of listeners later..and we have the CVSQUADTOUR.  A four city tour spanning over 16 days, with guest appearances from some of their good friends over at “TEAMJTH” AKA Jin, Taehyung,and Hoseok. Follow along to get the full candid behind the scenes access to everything that takes place over the next 2 weeks, including the moments there definitely going to edit out of the tour vlogs!!!  P.S the full backstory will be linked at the end!

***This is happening in real time, so in some scenes if there’s a [C] in front of the person dialog that means there talking into the camera. Or if it says [FILMING] that means there in shot but not talking directly to the camera***

****Wednesday July 4th, 5:45 AM,Valencia, CA -CV SQUAD HOUSE (Tour starts on the 5th in Miami) ***

“Ah fuck!!” A loud grumbled leaves Yoongi's chest as he sets the camera on the kitchen counter, ruffling his hands through his faded ice blue locks, readjusting his oversized cat eye glasses on his face before pushing the record button.

[C] “Aye, goodmorning guys, it’s ughhh fuck, 5:45 which is why the lighting probaly sucks in addition to the fact that I’m not Jungkook! Sooo as you guys know we all went out last night with the guys over at TEAMJTH, for a pre-tour dinner thing, which started at 7:30 but Y/N and Jimin didint get there till like 8 which, what the fuck else is new.” Letting out a slow exhale as his body just slouched along the back counter, taking a sip of coffee before continuing his thought.

[C] “ Well, Jin and I were the first to leave around, like 11:30 ish and I had the displeasure of spending the night here, because that’s the only way I’d ensure these asshats woke up on time. And  when I got up this morning my phone said the last time the alarm went off was a little after 3AM..and again it’s 5:45 and I’m about to go wake them up because come look at this shit!“  Turning the camera away from his face to let it lead the way down the hallway and into the PR room, or “Hell” as Yoongi called it .

There was a room on the first floor that was originally meant to be a “parlor” but obviously that's not anything the 4 of you would need or want! So it was turned into the PR closet, as you guys were always being sent items to review, or even paid to post about it. It only took one of you missing an ad that couldve made you an easy 3k to realize this shit needed to be kept out of your bedrooms until the job was done. So inteased you have a room filled with numerous clothing racks and boxes, separated by CV member!  But it was also where all of your luggage was sitting and it barely looked liked you guys were packed, or at least not 16 days worth!

Letting the camera pan the room as he let out an exasperated sigh, even in the dim lighting only fueled by the numerous neon signs along the walls it was still clear this room was a hot ass mess.

[C] “Can we all take a moment to appreciate the site in front of us, that is without a doubt bullshit!” Panning the camera over to the right, zooming in slightly, on all of your half-assed excuse for packing. “Yeah, so on that note, were gonna walk down the hall and wake up Jimin first, and then make our way upstairs to get everyone else.”

Making his way down a long dark hallway before making a right to head to Jimin’s room, until he hears an almost animalistic noise coming from the opposite direction. Heading to the laundry room instead only to find Jungkook, snoring,with his mouth open, on a bean bag chair..with a bag of chocolate covered lays to his right.

There was a very long pause, as the camera pans between Kookie and Yoongi, before his eyes flutter shut, holding the bridge of his nose between his index and thumb.

[C] “Ya know, sometimes...I just really don’t know what my life is….I really, really don't….” reaching down to shake Jungkook “Hey, hey,HEY! Kookie! Dude whyyyyyyy !? What are you doin on the floor in here of all places?” Pausing momentarily honestly hoping for an answer than even made a fragment of sense.  Instead he was greeted with a displeased grumble as kookie attempted to readjust on the oversized bean bag chair .

[C] “Nooo no, no up! Get up, go shower, and finish packing NOW! You got like an hour and 7 minutes. And then your taking this damn camera back because I hate this thing! ”

The tone alone has the younger abiding Yoongi’s orders, far too tired to argue anyway slowly rolling off the floor, grabbing his chips in the process. Managing to get chocolate all over the collar of the white “OFF white” Jacket he slept in. While Kookie slugged his way out of the laundry room, still whining like a bart in the process.

Quickly whipping out his phone to check Jungkooks IG, letting out a relieved sigh at his last 3 posts which all had well over 600k likes. But more importantly Jungkook posted the sponsored post, prior to ruining the jacket...and that’s all that mattered!

[C] “One down..two to go….”

What he actually meant was Yoongi didn't need to wake up was Namjoon, well aware that he was already up and well…..that’s because that's whose room he started and woke up in himself….

Finally heading back to his initial mission, Jimin, turning in the opposite direction, making a right, then walking down four very random stairs that lead to his bedroom . Two black framed french doors sat cracked, the room initially was a sunroom converted to a bedroom because Jimin wanted to be on the first floor and the guest room “wouldn’t even hold my shoes “. So this was the alternative...

Upon opening it he finds the both of you in bed together, but there's nothing even remotely sexual about this if anything it’s comical. Both fully dressed, like shoes and all, how you managed to sleep in that skin tight hot pink body con dress, that barely looked like you had room to breathe is besides me. The upper half of your body was almost hanging half off his california king while Jimin’s foot was damn near in a ballerina point. Evident even through his leather dress boots, neck stretched so far to the side it was almost on his night stand. One hand draped over your hip while the other hung off the bed.

[C] “Why am I not even remotely surprised at this point!?.” A combination of frustration and amusement laced within his voice as he slumped to the ground. Letting a low cackle rupture through his throat, as he still tried to keep his voice at a whisper. Only standing in the door frame at this point. “ I swear I don’t get paid enough for this…..” Walking over to turn on the lights, but unfortunately Jimin only had mood lighting so the dim aesthetic really did nothing to stir the two of you.

Flipping the angle so the camera was facing him again before speaking into it at a hushed tone [C]“Offf course this boy has strip club hoe lighting to go with his damn silk curtains because why wouldn't he! Alright guys’ Imma set this camera on the nightstand, because these two are damn near comatose, and I need two hands for this!  I’m not sure how much footage you will or won't get but I really need to get them up so blame Kookie for also being hungover if this parts shitty!”

At this point because of where the camera was sitting you could only see the bottom of the bed , but it was picking up the conversation taking place above it.

Yoongi reached over readjusting your body on the bed only causing you drape your arms around him in attempts to pull him in “No, no, no..Y/n get up..” Shaking your body until your eyes fluttered, making your roll over closer to Jimin, who welcomed you with no hesitation even in his sleep, always a cuddler even in the platonic sense.

“Alright fuck this..” Hopping on the bed between the two of you, shaking you both until your eyes fluttered open. Jimin’s even puffer than usual from lack of sleep, slipping into complete slits in his face. You weren't doing any better, suddenly your lash extensions felt like bricks hanging on your lids, as you struggled to keep your eyes ajar.  A loud screech comparable to banche left your throat as you stretched,managing to crack a few bones in the process… “Yo, it’s like 5 to 6...you two need to shower and finish packing,private or not we still gotta go through TSA, and you know how LAX is...we need to be outta here by 8! Let’s get movin!!” He was far from yelling but there was no room for debate within the leverage he held as he spoke.

Rolling over to your side, resting your hand on your temple, eyes zoning in on a very faint mark behind Yoongi’s ear making your smirk slightly. “Where did you sleep last night?” Brow quirked at the sudden implied question, the devilish grin on your face transferring to jimins as he ruffled his fingers through his long dark locks. Currently almost jet black, parted messily down the middle with a couple pieces falling in his face framing that lethal jawline of his! Kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning his white dress shirt, leaving his toned caramelized abdomen on display. Giving you a sneak peek at the roses that danced along his ribcage, as he readjusted next to you on the bed.

“Yeah Yoongi where did you sleep last night hmm? Needed a little stress reliever before tour even starts aye?” The playful yet taunting tenor in Jimin's voice eared an eye roll and middle finger from Yoongi.

“Fuck you both, I slept in the guest room thank you very much!” Snapping back with a snarl, while the two of you instantly exchanged glances, eyes meeting and rolling in the same direction simultaneously.

“Really!?” The word left both of your lips in unison, dry as all hell, as you tried to ease off the bed, your hangover knocking you right on your ass. Literally, plopping  back down next to jimin, causing him to smile over at you fondly, stroking the side of your jaw. The contrast of the metal from his rings soothing your skin, nuzzling your face slightly into his palm.

The tone in both of your voices screamed “BULLSHIT”! There were things that happened every once in a while that were kept on the DL, even within the squad ,typically never confirmed or denied, just forever the butt of every, inside joke.

“How the fuck would either of you know different? Your drunk ass couldn't even make it upstairs!” The words slipped from his lips so effortlessly it was like he was already prepared for the two of you to give him that reaction.

“Bitch” Bringing your hand down to meet his ass, as he rolled off the bed smaking it so hard your palm burned from the impact. Earning a low hiss to leave his throat, a noise that was secretly pleasing to both Jimin and yourself if were being honest.

“No, but  I’m serious, you two up! Up!” Shoeing his hands in your direction .

Jimin hopped off the bed first, throwing his shirt on the floor “For once, the little grimiln over there actually has a method to his madness, we need to get moving princess..” Abruptly grabbing you off the bed and throwing you over his shoulder before walking towards the door.

“Hey I heard that! You little shit!” Yoongi aimed a pillow at Jimin but considering he’s not even remotely athletic it landed on your ass instead! Earning a loud squeal from the sudden change of, well shit everything as now you're literally staring at the ground and his ass, in these skin tight leather pants.

The minute the two of you made it into the hallway and he walked up those 4 steps it was game over. All Yoongi could hear from inside Jimin’s bedroom was you literally screaming “Park, down,now put me down I’m literally going to throw up put me down!!”

Picking the camera off the nightstand as he plopped back down on Jimin’s bed , head jerking suddenly from the feeling of something rolling out of the pillowcase. Only to find it’s a bottle of lube, quickly looking at the brand before giving what appeared to be an approving nod, throwing it to the side before bringing the camera up to his face.

[C] “Well ladies and gentlemen..this is gonna be...interesting..to say the least..I’mma go make my rounds, make sure everyone is actually up. Make sure Y/N didn't puke in the damn hallway, I also need to check in with our boys over at TEAMJTH. I’m sure Jin’s the only coherent one, I know they were all over here at some point and I have no idea what time they left!” Pausing to pull his phone out of his pocket, letting his thumb hover over Jin’s contact.

[C] “ Maybe I’ll be somewhat nice and make a starbucks run….meh will see how I feel.But yeah, will check in once Kook’s sober so he can film because I’m sure this was a shit show! So on that note..I’m out! Peace!!”

~~~~~~

“How you wanna do this ?” Voice sitting barley above a whisper as he stroked your cheek, while you sat on the ground of the 1st floor guest bathroom. Hair all tousled to the right as your head rested on your arm, which was still braced along the toilet seat. A warm rag coming up to grace the back of your neck “You wanna shower here or go upstair-” cutting him off with a nod before he could even finish his thought. Needing to sit in the humidity before you even tried to walk upstairs. Nodding quickly before walking behind you to turn the shower up,  stepping out into the hallway to grab a towel.

“Someone slept in her makeup…” Tisking lowly as he placed the towel on the counter, before walking back out into the wall.

“Fuck, yeah I know thank god my skin is damn near bullet proof or else I’d be fucked, remind me to never drink on a stomach fuled by soley the dessert menu! “ Rolling your eyes in frustration at no one but yourself as you slowly got off the ground.Feeling slightly light headed in the process, pulling  your dress over your head. Only revealing a nude g-string, the dress was so tight you almost considered not wearing panties at all. As you stepped into the shower you heard the door open again, apparently he went to also grab you makeup wipes, only catching the tail end of your naked body as you disappeared behind the steamed glass.

Not even bothering to apologize because it wasn't the first time he’d seen you like that, sticking your head out the glass, extending your arms for the wipes, as you smiled over in his direction. “Thank you for taking care of my hungover ass…” Shooting him a lazy smile as you rested your head against the tile.

Returning the gesture with a slight bow of the head as he edged towards the door, “No need to thank me, I’mma go hop in the shower myself, I also sat some tylenol on the counter, but come find me if you need me okay?” The genuine care and concern in his voice forced you to give him a legit smile no matter how dead your body felt, Jimin was good people, you don’t meet a lot of them in this industry that’s for damn sure! Nodding in response, another thank you left your lips lightly before letting your body reunite with the steam.

“How’s she feelin?” Jimin heard Namjoon’s voice echo throughout the empty hallway , changing his direction from his bedroom over to the kitchen. Joon was standing behind the island shirtless, mixing together a protein drink, Jimin noticed the tripbod to his right that was holding his phone. Figuring he probably just filmed something, more than likely an instagram video. Shamelessly taking in Namajon’s honey dipped complexion, offset by his dark brows and ice blonde hair.

Joon went through phases were he choose to tone his body, always someone with a strong build so it didn't take much for him to build up muscle mass. In Jimin eyes he was the perfect combination of muscular yet soft all at the same time! A couple small tattoo’s dancing along his body, all quotes written in an old fashioned script. From various books, or artist that caught his attention, not one for random spur or the moment pieces they all held a lot of meaning!

A dimply smile pulled on Joon’s face as he observed the way the younger was damn near drooling “Thanks Chim, I’m glad your enjoying the progress I’m making at the gym” The smile quickly turned into a full blown smirk once he took in how red Jimin got, even though his tanned complexion.

Shaking his head lightly as he chuckled, slightly embarrassed, letting his eyes meet their freshly polished hardwood floors, before brining his gaze back to his elder. Raking his fingers through his hair before slowly letting them slide down his neck “What can I say, I appreciate the hard work that’s all...I know it’s not easy to stay committed!”Ending with a slight nod , that held equal amounts of sass and arrogance.

Strutting over to grab a seat in front of Namjoon “Are these any good, or are they just payin you well?”

A playful tenor rang through his voice as he recognized the very popular protein brand to his right. Finally putting two and two together, as far as his appearance and the tripod, he was clearly filming an AD for the company. Namjoon quirked his brow clearly not as amused as Jimin, while taking a sip, “Don”t try me, last I checked none of us were hungry enough to take a deal just because. We either actually like it or we don’t post about it..or did I miss something?”

Dropping his posture slightly, resting his chin on his knuckles as he locked his eyes with the younger Namjoon’s rebuttal had jimin throwing his hands up, waving his white flag immediately. “Touche, your right, your right! Lemme taste it..” He actually wasn’t asking more so demanding as he grabbed the cup, lacing his tongue around the straw before wrapping his lips around it.

Namjoon’s eyes narrowed into tiny slits at the sight, well aware of what this little shit was doing, making sure the diamond , from his piercing caught the end of the straw “Really? Is that what it is Park?”  Cocking his head to the side slightly, there was an air of amusement that danced along his face while Jimin faked innocence, earning an eye roll from namjoon while he stepped back relaxing against counter. Putting his full abdomen, V line and all on display, while his joggers sat dangerously low...I swear the two of them secretly got off on constantly tempting each other! Though in all honesty it was USUALLY always harmless and just playful, the four of you flirts by nature.

“So what time did you go to bed last night?” Jimin tried to play it cool but Namjon knew he was digging..trying to see if anything happened between him and Yoongi.

“Ugh, around 1, a little after Hoe-seok made an apperance….fuck, you two missed A LOT!”

“What? OH the lapdance!? Fuckkkk I know! That’s the last thing I remember looking at one my phone, just wait until drama channels get a hold of it, Next thing you know there engaged to be married! “ Jimin rolled his eyes annoyed at just the thought of how everything suddenly became an internet headline.Not that it’s ever stopped any of them from doing whatever they want, when they want!

There was suddenly a mischievous glint in Namjoon’s eyes before he shook his head “Nah, there was another lap dance, that hopefully isn't on anybody's snap chat…” .

Jimin’s brows furrowed in slight confusion, and annoyance at the way Namjoon was dragging this out “Just fuckin send it Joonie I don’t have all damn day!”

A snort left namjoon’s body as he dropped his head on the island before continuing “ Alright ,alright, so when  I got home, Kookie, Tae, Ryland, And morgan were chillin’ listening to The Weeknd doing jell-o shots. He was originally giving Morgan a lap dance,and like stripping and shit. Then I come in, we all know Hoseok can’t hold his liquor, I make a comment about his ass in those jeans he was wearing and the next thing I know he’s on my lap…and ugh, yeah...”

The hesitation as his jaw closed, let Jimin known there was more he wanted to say he just choose not too, now how much more is the question.

Jimin gazed back at him completely wide eyed, jaw damn near hanging to the floor, fuck what he would’ve given to be there for that!  “Careful you might catch something…” Joon teased as he took his phone off the tripod…”Fuck, it’s almsot 6:30 you need to get your ass in the shower before Yoongi cut’s your balls off , he just left, and he spent all morning bitching!”

“Ughhh, fine but were texting about this whole ..”dance” situation later because I got questions! Also when is Yoongi NOT bitching, you just love being his little helper huh? Such a good little boy for him aren't you Joonie!!” The taunting almost demeaning tone in Jimin’s voice had his blood boiling, brow quirked, jaw extremely tight. His lethal gaze was daring the younger to even think about saying another word!

Jimin was well aware if they did have sex theres no way in hell Namjoon was bottoming. So he was hoping if he struck a nerve Joon would correct him which would at least confirm if his suspicion of them hooking up in the past was right. But clearly Namjoon was a little too smart for that one…

“Nah, more like I just know how to keep my shit together so I don’t get bitched out, now how about you be a good little boy for your hyung and go take a shower yeah!?” Now it was Joon’s turn to taunt Jimin , his tone alone had jimin shifting in his seat, low, calm yet authoritative all at the same time. All of the boys were Korean-American, so there were obviously some cultural things that just weren’t done as often in america, and referring to your male elder as “Hyung” constantly was one of them. But considering Jimin can find a way to turn anything into a kink he already knew Jimin’s underwear we soaked on command!

Jimin exhaled deeply it was clear as day he was soooo damn annoyed “Sure, anything for you hyung…” Tone dry and snarky as all hell, adding a very condescending enfaces on the honorary as he hopped out the chair, making sure to sway in his skin tight leather pants as he exited the kitchen.

“That’s it, such a good boy for me Jiminie, such a good boy..” Namjoon coaxed with almost cynical smile, earning a very deserved dual middle finger from the younger as he fully exited the space.

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“Can you arch for me a little, a little more, a little..yesss just like that...just lean into it a little...perfect now stay like that for me…” If Yoongi didn't know any, he’d probably second guess himself before walking into this room. Actually he’s still second guessing himself, but to his pleasant surprise, it’s a photoshoot not an orgy! . As Jimin, Namjoon, and yourself, laid across your fluffy white couch in an obscene amount of Clavin Klein while Jungkook took pics for an IG post. With all the traveling you guys were about to be doing you just didn't trust yourself to get some of these AD’s up on time so you were trying to cram as much as you could! Forcing yourself to do your infamous “5 minute beat” but begging Kookie to edit the fuck outta these pic’s because you still felt like literal death!

Jimin, opting to go shirtless with the briefs peeked out from under the joggers, namjoon kept on a hoodie  leaving it completely unzipped, while you went for the short’s teasing a red and white thong above the waist band along with the matching bra. All of you going for variations of red, white, and blue due to the day at hand.

Rolling his eyes instantly at the sight in front of him “For your safety I really hope this means your all done packing and when the uber comes in 15 minues you’ll be ready to go!”  Setting down a tray of drinks and bagels, face hidden behind a pair of oversized designer shades. The low rasp in his voice let you know he was just exhausted as the rest of you, but you still had shit to do regardless!

“You reallllly have no faith in us!” You could literally hear the pout in Jimin’s voice without even looking.

“The outfits were sorted on racks, when our stylist and Sara were here yesterday we just ran out of time between that conference call and getting ready for dinner to pack it all. There really wasn't shit to do!” You perked up, with a shrug reaching up to grab the Lavender tea, typically a coffee person but you knew since you were sick this morning, and still felt a little off this one was for you! Reclining your  back into Namjoon’s chest slightly, while to stole your drink out of your hand, inviting himself to taste it.  Brining one hand over to soothe up and down your arm before having the nerve to pass your drink over to Jimin instead of returning it to you.

“Alright, and were sure?! Kookie, all your equipment, is packed, labeled, secured!?” Raising his glasses up to look the youngest in the eyes, that infamous chipmunk smile, meeting Yoongi’s glare.

“Yesss Yoongi, that stuff’s been backed, and double checked, it’s good, were good!!”

Stepping back slowly with a nod of approval, clearing his throat before speaking “Even though the four of you are going to be the cause of my premature aging, wrinkles and receding hairline...I just ugh, want you to know I’m honestly really proud of you guys!This was just some little bullshit project we did to pass trade school, in hopes of one day working in our field. And you guys managed to turn it into a career, we were just hoping to be able to do what we love without struggling now look  …” Pausing suddenly, you could hear his voice wavering, making you all equally teary eyed as this was NOT like Min Yoongi at all.

“For the record it’s the five of us, always has been, always will be, we wouldn’t have made it this far without you, hell we wouldn't have graduated without you honestly!” Jimin pipped in first, feeling the need to stroke his ego a little, even though he was speaking straight facts.

Yoongi was technically the eldest, and was wayyy better at managing the combination of partying and studying while living in LA! When you guys met originally 4 years ago , Yoongi was 21, Joon was turning 21, you were 20, Jimin was 19, and Kookie just turned 18. All at different walks in life, as you enrolled in this program for media arts just trying to turn your hopes into something feasible.

“Don’t ever forget that, Candid Vibes wouldn’t be what it is without you, and we love you too by the way, I think you were dancing around that phrase!” Smiling over fondly in Yoongi’s direction, as he tried to hide the smile moving up his face.

The three of you shared a quick glance before getting up to tackle Yoongi who gave a displeased grumped but you all knew he secretly loved it! Squeezing until his legs gave out and he was rolling around on the floor trying to break free.

“Alrigh, alright get the fuck off me!!!” Swatting in your direction. Face contorted in aggravation while the three of you cackled aimlessly honestly not even phased by him anymore. This was just the way he showed his love and you wouldn’t want it any other way!

“ While I go double check on the Ubers, quickly film your update for the CVSQUADTOUR IG account, and please just do another one over on your bags!”  There was a plea to his tone this time  as opposed to the normal hints of anger!

Jungkook mounted his phone on the tripod so you guys could film and the video could be uploaded directly after. Just a standard update, wishing them a happy and safe 4th of July,letting them know how excited you all were, and to keep following all of your socials for updates, and pop-up events blah blah blah!

2 UberXL pulled up, one solely for your luggage alone, the cars were also sponsored, the four of you used Uber on a weekly basis! The drive to the airport was damn near 40 minutes in traffic thank god you were flying private and the plane wasn't leaving until you got there. The 3 of you almost falling asleep the minute your bodies hit the seats, last night's festivities hitting all at once. While Yoongi made business calls making sure your house and other things were looked over while the four of you traveled. The only other girl on the team was Sara, who had the toughest job in your opinion, being your shared assistant. She left for Miami yesterday,since that’s where her girlfriend is for college, wanting a little personal time before you guys ran her ragged!

Amongst arriving at LAX a couple fans noticed you guys and of course you stopped taking pics outside and in the meantime the guys over at TEAMJTH pulled up!

[FILMING-THIS ENTIRE SECTION IS BEING FILMED CASUALLY PANNING BETWEEN ALL 10 MEMBERS WITH NO MAIN FOCUS]

Clearly they had a brand deal of their own, all of them in Tommy Hilfiger loungewear from head to toe, and they all looked damn good! Hoseok’s long burgundy locs messy pushed out of his face, while pitch black ray bans covered his eyes. His joggers were so damn tight you could damn near see the muscles flex as he walked. If you didn't know any better you’d think you were drooling, his toned arms fully exposed in his loose fitting white tank top, making his tan look even stronger.

“Jung fucking -Hoseok…” A low growl left Jimin’s throat he was standing right next to you as he said it, not even bothering to whisper, the two of you sharing a glance that read the same damn thing..this man  was fine as all hell!

While Taehyung trugged behind him, pulling a Jimin, as his hoodie sat slightly unzipped exposing his chiseled chest and the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt, a couple thin chains dancing along his collarbone. His dark locks falling in his face from under his hood, this man had on looser fitting sweats, they were gray and he had on, no TYPE of underwear..none in site. Everything just slinging around as you walked.

“Oh fuck off…” You heard Junkgook whisper out to himself from behind the camera in a low almost aggravated tone at the site of Taehyung and you couldn't even blame him!

Last you had Jin in all black, fitted joggers and a pretty tight black tank top, and for the first time you realized how broad Jins shoulders were, and how nice this man’s arms were. His freshly touched up lavender locks bounced in the wind, offsetting the all balck outfit.

“Fuck..” left Nmajoon’s lips almost as if he was winded, at the sight of TEAMJTH approaching...yeah this was gonna ugh, be a fun little trip!!

All of the boys were openly Bi,as were you, there was no preference for any of you, you just liked who you liked. But something you‘ve noticed over the years is the 7 of them were a lot picker when it comes to their male counterparts.  Yet they seemed to fit each others criteria effortlessly

Hug’s and hello’s were exchanged, but it was clear all of you needed a damn nap, the energy level was at a negative 2 right now!

Hoseok draped his arm around your shoulder as you guys made your way through the airport, keeping your body close to his as he made casual conversation. Voice sitting exceptionally husky due to lack of sleep but fuck if it didint sound good.

[JK IS STILL FILMING JUST NOT THE TWO OF THEM]

The two of you waited while the others went into the gift shop for snacks neither of you could be bothered to move. Leisurely laying his arm around your waist pulling you in to snuggle into his chest amongst hearing you yawn, repeatedly. As they say yawns are contagious, the moment his neck reclined, and that sinfully chiseled jawline went ajar, the light reflected on a piece of metal that you‘ve never seen before.

“Holy shit….” Glancing up at him, almost wanting to die as those words physically left your throat instead of staying in your head! Bringing his gaze down to meet yours, brows furrowed in confusion.

“Oh I ugh-I just noticed your tong-” A smirk moved up his face cutting you off mid sentence as he licked his lips before slowly letting the long wet muscle fall from his lips, letting you get a full view. But you couldn’t help notice the shape of it seemed a little..different.

“I got it done almost 3 weeks ago, we've just been video conferencing for all these meetings so you haven’t noticed. This one vibrates when you push it..that’s why it’s a little bigger…” His voice dropped to an octave that made your pussy do the tightest kegal imaginable. The look on his face proved that was kinda what he was aiming for, loving the way your body shuddered against his own.

Your throat felt uncomfortably dry as you gazed up at him, his eyes were locked on yours...dead set on making you fall apart in his arms and it wasn’t taking much. Clearly the universe decide to help you out, as the rest of the group slowly trampled out of the store.  Jungkook leading the way from behind the lense. An almost arrogant smile curled up his face as he pulled back from you, easing back into casual conversation with the rest of the group.

~~~

[C] “Were walking through the airport….well fuck clearly you can see that, but were heading twoards the termal and I’m reallyyyy exicted!!” A squeak ruptured through your throat as you smiled over in Jungkook's direction. Jimin and Hoseok walking by in unison, fosseying there way towards the terminal Jazz hands, goofy ass expressions and all!

[C] “Kookie make sure you edit in some really dope Casey Neistat , type music, and editing on this part like I wanna look badd assss, slow - mos and all!” Namjoon hopped into frame out of nowhere earning a snort from kookie.

[C] “All right, let's go give it to me...I'll run ahead, and all of you give me your most badass strut and I’ll slow mo and edit that shit to the gods!!!” Kookie did as he said. Running to the end of the termal, counting down from 5 giving you all the signal to walk, and to be honest it was looking great. Until jimin had to end it with a casual almost  “modest” if you will...slut drop upon reaching the end, and of course you couldn't be out done so you joined. Jimin just stayed in the position for a moment almost as if he were gracing the world with the view of his ass, before sticking out his tongue playfully at the camera to his right!

“Buss it down thotiana buss it downnnn” Hoseok cheered from the side at the site of the two of you, forever the hype man, encouraging you to live you best life. An obnoxiously loud cackle left both him and jin’s throat as they no doubt had that on their snap within seconds!

You can hear Jin and Hoseok in the background jokingly making comments about making it rain on both of you asses or something along those lines as you two strutted down the hall.

[C] I’ve never in my life seen Casey do anything like that…EVER” Yoongi’s tone came through the side stale as hell!!

“I mean, I support it, both the left and the right side of it…” Namjoon smirked back in Yoongi’s direction taking in the site of both asses swaying in front of him!

~~~

Jungkook, and Brendan TEAMJTH’s videographer lead the way into the plane first, and it was gorgeous, seating 14 comfortably had a mixture of chairs, couches, and a work space, one bedroom, and bath. In addition to an array of food, drinks and desserts, a special card sitting on the table next to an edible arrangement. Taking a couple pics to quickly upload to your IG account before getting settled .

There was someone from JETTLY waiting as you guys bored, showing you the amenities, introducing you to the pilot and such but there wasn’t a flight attendant present for the trip which was probably in their best interest!

“Strawberry or pineapple?” Taehyung brought his gaze over to Jungkook as he sat the camera on the table..shrugging nonchalantly, trying to hide the smile moving up his face.

“I don’t know surprise me..”

A smirk moving up Tae’s face at that “Close your eyes..” Dropping his voice slightly, as if it didn't already set at a sinful tenor naturally. Walking over to grab a piece of pineapple, biting into it partially to make sure it’s sweet. Flicking his index finger at the youngers bottom lip letting him know to open up, sliding the fruit into his mouth, while letting his finger lingers over his tongue.  Making the younger smile slightly taking the hint, and lapping his tongue gently, fluttering his eyes open with a meek smile.

“You said surprise you…” Taehyung countered letting his lips hover over Jungkook’s before pulling back smugly making his way back over to the edible arrangement. Leaving the younger more than flustered….

“Alright guys, it’s gonna be a minute before we take off, since you're all finally in one place I need you guys to do one more update about tomorrow’s popup shop. Oh and we were able to get some of your merch there as well!! guys” Jackson, TEAMJTH’S manager spoke up, technically Jin,Hoseok, and Tae were just coming for shits and giggles. The plan originally wasn't a shared tour that’s why there only doing two shows.

But since it’s typical for you guys to have an alternating guest host at least once a month  and your audience loves the threesum it just made sense. Of course since they were coming , pay was worked out, they will be compensated accordingly for the New York and LA shows as well as any of there merch that’s sold. Besides them being your friend’s the five of you just didn't do shady business!

The popup shop would be from 5-10 on the 5th, selling merch and a limited supply of brand collabs the 8 of you have done over the years!

~~~~~~

It was a little after 10 once the jet actually took off, the video was uploaded and your lives got to go on airplane mode! All of you forever grateful for the extremely dim lighting and the fact there were blinds draping the windows. The flight to Miami was about 5 hours and with the time difference by the time you landed it would be rolling on 8pm, you all had a 9:30 dinner meeting with your sponsors so sleeping was crucial.

All of you bundled up in different areas of the plane, the hum of music buzzed through the speakers, while your head laid alone on the couch kiddie-corner at the very back of the room. To be honest it seemed like you were the only one up, the light from your phone catching Jimin’s attention as he invited himself to snuggle up behind you. Sliding your phone out of your hand , placing it on the floor “You need to get some sleep…” the whisper hummed though your ear, as his hand found its home draping over your hip you knew he was right. Eyes burning like hell yet you couldn’t fall asleep…

Head covered under an oversized Calvin Klein hoodie, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, while his palm massaged your hip. A slow exhale left your body as you relaxed into his touch, “Fuck, I know..I just hate sleeping on flights!” A humm left his lips at that and you swore you could feel him smirking into your skin, as his hand slipped under the blanket, past the band of your shorts, toying with the hem of your calvins...A low chuckle left your throat, already well aware of were this was going, you kinda expected it just not this soon.

It’s been 4 months since anything sexually has happened between the two of you, and for some reason it only happens when your traveling. Maybe there’s just something in the air , it was in the bathroom at a brand event, in Bora Bora you found yourself on your knees in Moschino and he found himself shamelessly on his in Gucci. It was a great night, needless to say, the two of you ended up buying the outfits afterwards because there was no way in hell they could be returned!

“I’m surprised your over here with me actually…” Your words coming out slightly muffled as you tried to be respectful of the current atmosphere around you.

“And why’s that..” Bringing his hand down to soothe under your ass, while his lips left faint airy kisses down the side of your neck. Teeth grazing the thin chain around your neck, toying it between his teeth.

“Well, with the way you've been eyeing Hoseok the past two days I figured you’d jump on the opportunity to cuddle up under him...”. Turning your head slightly with a playful smirk waiting for him to bring his lips up to meet yours.

“Coming from the woman who almost creamed her panties when she realized he had his tongue pierced today?” Even though he phrased it as a question his tone came off very “matter of factly” leaving no room for debate. Tugging your bottom lip between his teeth, before lapping over it with his tongue,letting the tiny diamond ball of his own dance along your flesh.  “How didn't you notice that last night?” Sucking your lip between his teeth, not even really expecting a response as he dug his nails into your ass, rolling his hips into you until your knead out slightly. Eyes fluttering shut, as you arched back into his touch, grinds your ass into him until you ripped a stifled moan from his throat!

 Sinking his teeth into the side of your neck in response until you dug your nails in his thigh “We have a meeting behave….”  A deep sigh left his lips but he abided anyway, using his tongue to assault your neck instead.

“I saw the way you were looking at him all night,I don't blame you, I was starting just as hard as you were baby.”  Bringing his hand up to grab your neck, applying  just the right amount of pressure, as his lips teased up your ear. Tugging your hoops between his teeth before sucking a nice little reminder right beneath your ear.

Sliding his hands past your panties to swipe of your clit, a low moan leaving both of your lips “Fuck, Hobi really did get your little pussy wet didint he? Can you imagine how good it would feel to have both of us smothered between your thighs? Telling you how sweet you taste and how good you look while you come.” His lips were literally buried into your ear as he spoke, trying to keep is voice as low as possible, the feeling of his breathe teasing your skin alone had your body shuddering. “God your always so sweet too, you know Hoseok has his cock pierced in 2 places right?”

That alone ripped another moan from your throat as he eased to two fingers in until the rings on his fingers were submerged with you heat. Walls flexing on command as he molded himself around you, curling his fingers upwards to tease at the roof of your pussy. Biting down on your lip so hard you thought you’d draw blood. Thrusting his fingers in and out at an agonizing pace, the girth between the two of them had you arching within seconds , sliding a third finger in and your walls welcomed the stretch effortlessly, as you coated him in your juices. “God your so fuckin’ tight, I bet I got you thinkin about him bending you over -”

“While I have your dick in my mouth? yeah that’s exactly what I’m thinking about. Me wrapping my lips around you until you come down my throat.” The words hissed from your throat as your heat pulsed around him you could almost hear your juices slushing around as he pumped his fingers in and out. “You always look so good when your begging, you turn into such a little slut it’s so sexy.” Now it’s your turn to tease, grabbing his face in your hands pulling his lips down to meet yours. Sliding your tongue into his mouth when you hear him let out an involuntary cry as you start grinding your hips back even harder. Allowing his tongue to map every area in your mouth, the cool sensation from the diamond ball in contrast to the warmth of his tongue has your biting back moans every second. Both of you kissing each other with the same amount of fever , tongues melding against each other, as he exchanged your hole for your clit. Placing the pad of his  fingers  against it before adding steady pressure, as he moved in swift circles.

“Or how about you fucking me, while Hoseok works you open with his fingers, god his hands are so sexy.Until your just begging for him to fuck you, you know how much you love to beg.” A low whine left his throat as he pulled back to lay his tongue flat against your neck, licking a long slow stride before sucking down lightly beneath your chin. Just enough to make you want more, even though you knew he couldn’t...

“Jiminnnn...” You whined slightly reclining your neck even more humming out against your skin in response, lips vibrating against your pulse as if he was actually curious as to why you were calling his name.

“god yes, making you fall apart up under him while you make me cum for you...making a mess all over you cock before he fucks you open with his.” Bringing his lips back over to yours with a slight growl, panting out against his tongue, not allowing yourself to pull away because your afraid of how loud you’ll become, needing his lips and tongue to muffle your cries, as you feel the heat growing in your stomach.

Sliding his oppiste had into your panites, gliding three fingers in knuckle deep, just keeping them stationary, only adding to the immense pressure building in your stomach.

“Your soo good, your fingers are soo good..” Moaning out against his tongue, as low as possible before sucking it into your mouth, his fingers always filled you perfectly, it never took much for him to get you off. Hoping the fact that his hoodie was draping over both of your faces muted out some of the noise.

The neediness dripping from his tongue aren't helping either as you grind your hips into his hand, helping chase your own orgasm. “Fuck I forget much of a promblem this mouth of yours is, your gonna fuck around and make me come from that alone, god your so fuckin sexy…” You could feel him start to build up momentum his fingers started working even faster, needing to feel you come just as bad as you “Your dripping down my hand right now, fuck I just wanna taste you, make you come all over my face.”

Burying your face in the crook of his neck, sinking your teeth into the base merissily, edging you towards your release. “That’s it, fuck yourself on my fingers baby, I can feel how tight your clit is, come for me, come nice and hard for me….” Panting out gainst his your hair as your muscles started to seeze biting down on his neck disgustly hard as you came…… body shuddaring in his embrase as he contiuned working your clit, easing you through your orgasm “Fuck yes, just like that...keep comming for me baby” No matter how sensetive you were you still kept rocking abck agaisnt him, his dick impposibly hard in his pants until you heard a low growl leave his chest. You knew Jimin well enough to know there was a 99% chance he just came….

A low chuckle left your throat at that ...reaching down in his pants as he swirled his fingers in yours. It was like the two of you worked off of one brain cell, brinings your fingers up to each others mouths, lapping your tongues around the digits effortlessly before bringing your lips together. Moaning out simultaneously the two of you tasted each other, the kiss was slow and lazy, letting his tongue have it’s way you as you were spent at this point. Eyes so heavy you almost couldn't open them once he pulled away “Get some sleep…” the words brushed against your lips with a lazy smile before kissing the tip of your nose. The scent of you rolling off his tongue as he spoke. “My entire bodies pliant right now...I don't have a choice, I’m not moving and neither are you!”

Placing one more kiss along your lips before readjusting the two of you under the blankets, before well needed sleep effortlessly washed over your bodies.

~~~~~

The feeling of someone’s hand roaming through your hair is what had your eyes breaking apart. It wasn’t Jimin though you knew what he felt like. These hands were longer, but equally delicate, eyes flutter up to see it was Taehyung. With a camera. Dead in your face.

[C] “Were hereeeee..” The words left his lips sing song like, back to his normal playful self, clearly sleep did him well. Soothing his palm over you back as you grumbled in dismay burying your face back in the blanket...until you remember the discomfort sitting in your panties from earlier, and you instantly felt the desire to hop up and run to the bathroom!

Stepping into the bathroom too quickly wipe down with a towel swamping out your underwear, putting a soiled ones in a bag and sliding them in your cosmetic bag. Upon walking out of course Hoseok would be the one waiting to use the bathroom.

Resting against the wall, shirt long gone, as his hands sat casually in his pockets, the look on his face just felt like he knew something. Or maybe you just felt awkward because you and Jimin got off to the idea of having a threesom with the man in front of you!

“Did you sleep well?”

“I ugh, yeah, yeah I did ..you?” Hoping to god your voice didn't come out as shaky as it felt.

Another all knowing smirk moved up his face, with a slight shrug “Meh, I mean...it couldve been better….” Easing his back off the wall to talk past you, body dusting against yours slightly as he entered the bathroom.  Allowing you to get a full view of beautifully done back piece, Hosoek had one tattoo, and the thing was HUGE...taking up a good 70 percent of his extremely muscular back. It was an extremely detailed leopard, with a tone of tropical themed flowers around it. He got it done in Thailand..about 2 years ago over the span of 3 day!

The minute you returned to the main area Jimin’s eyes met yours exchanging the same look before randomly bursting out into a fit of laughter causing everyone else to glare in your direction. THIS is why the two of you were able to have sex every once on and while, because once it was over..it was over, the two of you were able to just revert back as if nothing ever happened! Walking over to investigate your damage,  yanking his hoodie to the side, thankfully the brutal mark was low enough on his shoulder that any shirt with sleeves would cover it! But fuck if it wasn;t the deepest shade of purple imagiabele, a hiss left your lips at the site of it.

“Don’t worry about it, you know how much I get off on pain..” The words were barely audible as whispered out into your hair. Pulling back from you with a smirk, walking over to pack his blankets and such back in his luggage.

~~~

Once the plane officially settled and the 10 of you made your way to the airbnb it was pushing 8:30, and luckily the sponsors had a feeling this would happen and pushed dinner back to 10. But that still didn't leave MUCH time for getting ready.

Upon pulling up you all recognized the house, it was the “Santorini” very popular amongst influencers as it had 5 bedoroms 4 baths, nine bed all together, a hot tub, pool the full nine. Unfortunately you lot were far too rushed to explore or even pick out rooms, recognizing the car that was waiting outside thankful it was the hair and makeup duo you reached out to weeks ago through IG to do your glam while in Miami.

The house was a mess within seconds, all of you running around throwing clothes everywhere trying to find what you needed, the ten of you had never gotten ready so fast in your lives.

Jungkook and Brenden were ready first, within 20 minutes tops, the least high maintenance of the group, whipping out there cameras as they watched all the casos unfold. Even Though 80% would have to be cut as there were a lot of naked and or half naked bodies running through this house!

It was only a matter of time before Jackson and Yoongi were screaming that the car was outside and you all needed to leave ..NOW!

[FILMING]

“Fuck where are my shoes!?

“Who has hairspray, that won’t make my hair look flakey on my hair!?”

“Kim-Tae-fucking-hyung are you wearing my Saint Laurent boots!?”

“NO! My feet are bigger than yours ya dick!”

Everything and everyone was a damn mess, yelling from all ends of the house, no one really sure who the other was actually speaking too!

“Ahhh shit I gotta go I gotta gooo..” You found yourself running away from your glam team as they chased behind you with hairspray and fix plus,trying to spray you down in the process “Someone zip this pleaseee…” The first person you ran by was Namjoon, his silk paisley shirt sitting slightly unbuttoned giving you a sneak peek at his toned chest while reaching behind to zip up your dress.

[FILMING] ‘Shit I don't know if I like thissss..” You knew that whine anywhere it was Jimin giving himself a one over in the mirror.

[FILMING] “Your ass looks delectable Jiminie we gotta gooooo!!!” The praise came from Namjoon making the younger blush slightly as he licked his cherry stained lips, not hesitating to look at his ass in the frame one more time before abiding. Confidence instantly back on a hundred as he smirked, swaying away from the mirror while running his fingers through his hair.

~~~~

The 10 of you pilled into 3 luxury Ubers arriving to the “Lobster Bar Sea Grille” About 10 minutes late but hey, you tried, Jimin and yourself strutted together, the last two to hop out of the car. Hoseok came over casually draping his hand over Jimin’s shoulder. “I like these pants on you Jimine…” tone calm as ever as his hand gently brushed up Jimin’s thigh, making the older chuckle upon feeling his muscles tense under his hold.

Turning his head upwards slightly to meet Hoseok’s gaze, letting his tongue play at the corner of his mouth “Yea, I can say the same about you,they make your thighs look really good” Jimin’s voice dropped a little, adding that slightly whiny twang that never failed to get him his way! Eye’s shamelessly  trailing up Hoseok’s body

A humm leaving Hosoek’s lips in response as his hand coily trailed down Jimin’s back, the slight whimper that left Jimin’s throat the lower he got didn't go unnoticed. Once Hoseok's hand reached his ass he didn't hesitate to squeeze it firmly in his palm until the younger knead out slightly.  Pulling back with a smirk “Let’s ugh..go knock this meeting out so yeah?” Lips hovering over Jimin’s ear as he whispered into his skin. A low rumble ruptured through his chest at the way the younger was just putty in his hands. Typically Jimin had this effect on everyone else, he’s not used to being knocked on his ass, Hoseok’s a completely different type of creature that’s for damn sure. This time giving his ass a couple playful smacks before jogging over to Jin and Taehyung as the walked through the restaurant's doors.

“What. The. Fuck. Was. That.” Glancing over at Jimin with a smile, honestly you were kinda rooting for this, lord knowns he’s wanted to fuck Hoseok since they met.

“I have no idea, but if that mans dick isn't in my mouth by the end of the night..I’mma lose my shitt!!”

Upon walking in and exchanging hugs there appeared to only be seating left on either side of Hoseok..Jimin and yourself couldn't help but laugh as you took your seats, something tells me this was not a quisedence.

While Tae was next to jungkook Yoongi was sandwiched between Jin and Namjoon, and Jackson, and brenden were sitting in between the two Mike, and Jordan. They were behind the company sponsoring the actual aesthetic of the tour. Meaning they were the ones transforming these venues into the atmosphere all of your fans were walking into. Everything from lighting,seating, the podcast “set” the full nine. Each city was set to have it’s on vibe so none of the ‘set’s would look the same!

The night went well, not that you were surprised, you all knew time and place, and sitting in front of two men who were putting a shit ton of money into your tour was a place to act like professionals. But then midnight rolled around, and that’s when everyone started to get a little laxed Jimin and yourself were one in the same. The familiar smirk that tugged on his pouty lips as he sat in deep conversation with Hoseok told you to look under the table.

Only to find his fingers gently teasing over Hoseok’s cock through his pants, trickling up and down his zipper. Casually bringing his hand down to soothe up his inner thigh, fingers getting dangerously close to his length. Admiring the way Jimin kept gazing at him, the glint in his eyes were the perfect combination of innocent and sin all at the same time. You couldn't even help the smirk that tugged on your cheeks, feeling somewhat proud of you friend for finally going after what he’s wanted.

The sponsors left and graciously covering the bill, while the rest of you shifted outside towards the bar which set right off the water. But you couldn't help but notice Jimin get up to go to the bathroom, only for Hosoek to follow seconds later.

~~~~~~~

Walking in to find the younger pressed against the counter raking his fingers through his hair, not forgetting to arch slightly with a cheeky grin once his eyes zooned in on Hoseok.

Tsking lowly as he shook his head, one hand in his pocket as he strolled over causally “Such a little cock tease huh?” Smacking his ass so hard, even Hoseok moaned out at the sting, pulling a sharp gasp from Jimin’s body.  Making him fall forward chuckling lightly as he braced his weight on his elbows, grinding back into Hoseok. Turning his head slightly as his tongue flicked the roof of his mouth, locking his eyes with the elder as he felt him, digg his thumbs into his hips before grinding his clothed cock into Jimin ass.

Making Jimin moan out shamelessly sucking his plum bottom lip into his mouth as he zoned in on his own reflection.

“Ohhh, you like watching yourself get fucked? You like seeing how pretty you look while your bent over like a little slut getting fucked into the counter?” Rolling his hips a little deeper with a growl, bringing his hand up to take a firm hold on Jimin’s sinfully thick neck.

Brining Jimin’s body flesh to his, Hoseok’s blunt teeth sunk deep into a pulse point, making the younger strangle out a high breathy moan that bounced off every surface of marble in this bathroom.

“Fuck”. Hosek bit his lip, snaking his tongue down the side of Jimin’s neck to ease the sting, his body shuddering at the feeling of the metal brushing against his skin. “You sound so fuckin good and I haven’t even touched you yet…I wonder what you’ll sound like if IIII…..”

Finally bringing his hand down to cup Jimin’s throbbing cock as he rolled his hips into him electing another needy whine from his throat bringing something almost primal out of Hoseok’s body! “Jiminnnn, baby fuck...” The tone in his voice reflected as if he was in pain, which he was, his dick was ready to fucking explode.

The pet name and sudden hint of neediness in Hoseok’s voice had Jimin turning into complete mush in his hold.

Taking Jimin’s hand in his own, pulling back just enough to let Jimin squeeze his cock in his hands through the almost painfully tight fabric, making it twitch a couple times, and he swore Jimin’s knees went limp.

“You want it…” Phrasing the question more as a statement , as he turned Jimin’s head waving his tongue into his mouth, making the younger respond instantly swirling it around the muscle. Hoseok’s hand made its way back to the front of Jimin’s body , soothing it down his chest,before palming his length again. “Soo sexy…” slurred out against Jimin’s mouth, as he sucked his plum bottom lip between his teeth.

Jimin was the one to break away from the kiss “I’m over having your tongue in my mouth , I need your cock” Tone exceptionally bratty, nipping at the elders chiseled jawline,rolling his hips back even deeper “You want me on my knees here or at home?”

THAT’S ALL SHE WROTE FOR NOW! LOL

(Since this is the first chapter I kinda forgot that this one would be the longest for obvious reasons! So I decided I didn't wanna make this like 16 k...cut it off at 9.5 and if this is received well, Miami will be done in 2 parts. So if you enjoyed this and want more...show some love and hit up my ask.

BACKSTORY

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Book:House of Cards

Author: ReyRey

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*SEVEN*

The morning came in bright and annoying. My head was hurting so much from the crappy hangover I was getting. 'Well I guess this is what a hangover feels like.' I sit up slowly but that didn't stop my head from spiraling leaving me feeling dizzy and nauseous.

I glance over to my phone sitting nicely on it charger.

9:45 a.m. 

ughhh it was still early. I look next to my bed where a very empty bucket sat. I furrowed my eyebrows looking confused as I try to think about the night before. I don't remember much actually just that we played spin the bottle. I kissed Jimin. Blehh.

There was a glass of water and a Tylenol sitting next to my phone. This cute little note next to them. 'Take me" "Drink me" I smiled.

I don't know who did this but I'm assuming my best friend somehow found out I was drunk and came to take care of me. I got up and walked slowly to my bathroom after taking the pill. Attempting not to cause my head to spiral like crazy again I took a long hot shower. 

It felt nice to be surrounded by steam and quietness. I got out and put on a cute lace purple bra and panties slipping on a long shirt that fell of my shoulder. Since Axel and I have grown up together seeing each other half naked wasn't a big deal. We were comfortable around each other for the most part. 

I walked to my kitchen passing through the living room to get there. My sofa was to my left and the kitchen on my right. I head to the cabinet and grab myself a bowl. As I went to grab milk and cereal I heard something moving around.  I turned around looking over at the couch. They were looking at me wide eyed and completely shocked. It took a minute for my mind to comprehend who was looking at me.

Cute face, brown eyes, And that unmistakable mint hair. 'Mint hair!' I duck behind the counter, hiding, like that was gonna solve my issues. "oh my sweet lord." i whisper to myself. What was he doing in my house?! How did he even get in?! A small anxiety attack is creeping up on me and i try to suppress it but, it starts to kick in. 

My chest tightens and i can't control my breathing. I close my eyes and cover my ears to try and focus on my breathing. It's not working at all and i start to panic. I'm starting to cry cause i'm losing control of my breathing. There's hands on my wrists now as i'm curled in a ball. "Rose?" i hear a muffled voice. "No.. no.. leave me alone." I barely manage between gasps of breath. 

He peels my hands off my ears and holds them in front of me. "Rose. Breathe." 

'No shit i'm trying.' He plops in front of me and sits with his legs on either side of me. "Rose look at me please." I open my eyes and stare at his eyes. His beautiful brown eyes. "Breathe with me..iiinn..." He breathes in and so do i. "Ouutt... pshhhh" I breathe out with him. He starts to rub his thumbs on the back of my hands in little circles. We do that for a few minutes until my breathing stabilizes. Tears are still trickling down every now and then. He gently wipes them away with his thumb.  I look at him once more, "Thank you." I whisper to him. He starts to get up and mutters "You're welcome." He's back to his moody self again as he goes and sits on the couch again.

I walk over and sit next to him. "Where did you learn to handle anxiety and panic attacks?" I was watching his face he grew quiet and just looked down at his hands. There's a little bit of sadness that i'm sensing but i can't see his face. 

He takes a few deep breathes before speaking. "My mom used to have panic attacks and she would curl in a ball like that. She used to lock herself in her room and sometimes i'd have to break the door down to get to her."

I scooted a little closer to try and see his face but i didn't touch him i didn't wanna make him freak out. "How does she cope now, i mean now that you don't live with her?" I know i was prying but i was curious i wanted to get to know him and i didn't understand why. 

He froze for a moment holding his breath. Almost like he was contemplating if he should tell me. Did i hit a bad topic? I hope not i didn't wanna have him shut down. He glanced my way very quickly and i saw tears in his eyes. My stomach dropped as i realized i brought up something that made him sad. I felt so fucking bad. 

"She's dead." I snapped my head up and looked at him. I instantly regret asking him now as my heart sinks into where my stomach was. "There was a fire in our house when i was 14 and she died in that fire. It's just me and my dad now. I miss her so much." He starts to break down and it just makes my heart break even more. "She used to play the piano and so that's why i go and play whenever i feel upset. It's my peace and everything reminds me of her." He starts to hunch over and cry harder and i don't even think i just act. I scoot next to him and pull him into my arms and running my fingers through his soft mint hair. I'm rocking him back and forth as he fully breaks down. I feel like total shit i shouldn't have pried. If i kept my mouth shut i wouldn't have made him cry. 

He wraps his arms around my waist and i can't help but think about how nice it feels to have his arms around me. "I-I'm so fucking sorry Yoongi i shouldn't have brought it up." I bury my head in his hair, inhaling his scent. He smelled so nice and ...manly. I can't really think of another word for it. He squeezes me and pulls me closer to him. 

I wanna make him stop crying but, i don't remember what that technique was. I pushed away so i could see his face. He had puppy dog eyes with tears streaming down his cute face.  I hated seeing him like this especially since i caused it. "I'm sorry i'm such an asshole for that. Please don't be upset." I started to tear up as i stared at his sad facial expression. He pulled me close to him in a big bear hug. I wrap my arms around his body. I could feel how in shape he was and how his heart was beating super fast. I tried to pry my mind out of the gutter as i tried not to think about how attracted i was to him. 

He pushes me away and i wipe his tears away. He was too cute to cry and i never thought i would see him cry like this. I felt like i had to even the score. I couldn't open up to him right now. I will one day but i needed to face my past before i shared it with him. 

He put his hand on my face and gently wiped away the tear that escaped my eye. "You're too pretty to cry, especially for someone like me." He leaned in closer to my face and i couldn't breathe. I keep staring at his pink plump lips and thought about how soft they looked. My mind was freaking out 'What was he doing? What should i do? Should i just go with it? I actually have always wondered what his lips would feel like.' He stopped about halfway and he just stared at me. I breathe slowly as he reached over to my damp hair and swirled a strand around his finger. He looked at me again,"You have such pretty hair. Did i ever tell you that?" I shook my head no. He laughed a little and dropped the strand of hair. I couldn't stop looking at his lips dammit. A part of me just wanted to kiss him and the other part was scared.

He caught me looking at his lips and he smirked. That damn smirk he was so freaking sexy i couldn't handle it. He slowly got closer to me and i tensed up. My body was screaming for him to kiss me but my mind was just blank. 

He slowly brushed his lips against mine in a teasing way and i could feel his warm breath on my lips. I shudder as he slowly licks my bottom lip. 'Dammit Yoongi kiss me already stop being such a tease.' I couldn't help but scream inside my head. He pushes his body onto me as i fall back on the couch. His body in between my legs, his hand next to my waist gripping the couch. 

As he  pressed his lips against mine i had to suppress a moan from coming out of my mouth. His lips were so soft and moved in sync with mine. He licked my bottom lip again, his tongue begging for entrance into my mouth. I allow it as our tongues fight to become dominant i finally let him win. His tongue explores my mouth and as it does my fingers are in his hair. I'm running my fingers through his hair and every now and then gently tugging on it. He turns his head deepening our kiss and i let out an involuntary moan. He moves his hands to my waist rubbing circles onto my sides. I can feel the heat building inside of me. I wanted him, i wanted him to touch me.

He was slowly kissing down my neck and as he reached just under my ear he started to gently suck. It felt fucking amazing and i moaned. I turned my head and arched my upper back so he had my neck at full accessibility. His hand snaked around me as he pulled me closer to him. His sucking turned into nibbles and love bites. He slowly licked the area he was biting and moved down my neck. Caressing his lips across my skin i could feel his breathing. He hesitated when he reached my collar bone. 

He pulled away and sat up on the couch. He was facing away from me. I sat up, my breathing  obviously irregular.  "I'm sorry Rose i shouldn't have took advantage of you in your moment of vulnerability." His voice was deep in a sexy way. I couldn't help but think of how badly i wanted to hear him talk in that deep voice against my ear. Just thinking about it made my body shudder and heat up. 

I fiddled with my hair for a moment. "It's okay. I mean, i didn't stop you." His head in his hands as he grabs fists full of his hair. I wanted him more than anything. He started something and he needed to finish it. For the split moment i decided, "Fuck it."

I lifted his head and climbed on top of him straddling him and wrapping my hands around his neck. He looked at me completely taken by surprise. I leaned down and pressed my lips to his and started hungrily kissing him. We both needed/wanted this and we both knew it.

His hands on my ass he continues to make out with me. I moan against his lips as he squeezes my ass and pulls my waist down towards his hard dick. 

He pulls away, "Are you sure you wanna do this Rose?"

I look at his sincere gaze, i smile, "Yes i wouldn't wanna do this with anyone else right now."

He smiles up at me and pulls me back to his lips.

XX

Well there’s more smut coming🥺🥰

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Mission Success: Chapter 19

Reiner groggily blinked his golden eyes open, groaning happily as he stretched. Magath had finally replaced his tiny, broken bed with one to hold his size and weight, and moved Bertholdt into the other room with a brand new bed of his own. Sleep had never been so good.

A quiet knock sounded on his door before it opened to reveal his green eyed friend.

"Reiner? You up?"

The blonde chuckled." Maybe..."

Bertholdt smiled and shook his head, stepping fully into the room." Well you should get up. Magath wants us to get back on a schedule for training soon."

Reiner sat up with a groan." Is that why you're up so early?"

Bertholdt sat down at the end of his bed." Yeah...."

Reiner swiped a hand over his face before swinging his legs out from under the blankets and onto the floor. He stood up with another stretch and crossed his tiny room to the closet.

"Right.... So what's going on today?" the blonde asked as he started getting dressed. Bertholdt started counting off his fingers.

"Well... Paperwork as usual... And we will be giving Eren a full tour of the Warrior facilities, like the training grounds and the shooting range, since he's pretty much become a permanent fixture here. That's going to take a while..."

"Yeah... Anything else?" Reiner asked, buttoning the shirt he had pulled on.

Bertholdt went quiet for a moment. Reiner looked at him quizzically as he straightened the collar on his shirt.

"Bertl?"

"Reiner...we should probably tell them about the Curse." The blonde froze in place, a grim look etched on his face.

"I mean, we have to tell Ymir about her upcoming extraction, too, so... Shouldn't we explain the whole thing to them?"

Reiner slowly finished with his shirt and leaned against the wall with a sigh." Yeah...They both deserve to know... I just don't know how they'll take it."

Bertholdt fiddled with his hair." Yeah...but with the experiment, we should all live, right?"

Reiner shrugged." To be honest... I don't know. Sienna didn't know either. That's something that still needs to be found out."

The green eyed giant deflated a little bit." Yeah..."

There was a beat of silence before Bertholdt looked down at his feet, his eyes hidden in shadow.

"We've got six years, right?"

Reiner scuffed his socked foot on the floor." Yeah..."

"Do you think...," Bertholdt's voice dropped to a whisper as he clenched his hands together.

"Do you think... We'll get to see Annie again?..."

Reiner felt a pang of pity and guilt run through him. They hadn't talked about their missing team mate since the spat on the island, and the blonde could see that the thought of Annie being alone at the hands of people who wanted her dead was gnawing at his best friend. If only he'd won that fight....

Reiner pushed off the wall and sat next to Bertholdt." Bertl, we will go back for her. I promised to get you guys home, and you promised Annie that if she got in any kind of trouble, you would go and get her. And we will. And you should know that Armin can think of things on a whim that messes with people's heads. Seriously, when I gave her Eren's position on that expedition, she was just about to kill Jean when he starts hollering about how she crushed a suicidal bastard."

Bertholdt sighed and lifted his head." Yeah... But I still can't get that image out of my head...."

He shook his head before turning his head to look at Reiner." On a completely different note, you just gave yourself away."

Reiner blinked at him, confused." Huh?"

A wry smile was tugging up the corner of Bertholdt's lips." The only way you would know I promised Annie that was if you were spying on us that night."

Reiner guiltily shifted his gaze to the ceiling." Well...I didn't want to miss the grand show."

"What?"

Reiner propped his chin on his hand with huff." I was hoping you would do something better than just stare at her. The hand holding was cute, but not exactly what I wanted."

Bertholdt went bright red and leaped off the bed." Huh?! What the hell Reiner! It's not like that! Don't you have better things to do than spy on me?!"

Reiner busted out laughing." You still deny it!"

"I'm not denying anything because I have nothing to deny!"

"Hey! Stop yapping or you're gonna be late!"

Gold and green eyes shifted over to Porco who was standing in the doorway with a deep scowl on his face. Mornings were definitely not his thing, so the sooner he got his coffee, the better for everyone.

"Alright, Porco. We're coming," said Reiner, standing up and looking over at Bertholdt." We are definitely going to have this conversation again soon, Bertl."

"No we're not."

Reiner chuckled as he walked out the door." You can't hide things like that from your best friend."

"I don't say anything about you and Krista," Bertholdt huffed, following the blonde.

"Ehhhh...right ...well...okay, good point," said Reiner lamely before turning around with a shit eating grin." So you don't want me to say anything about you and Annie?"

Bertholdt sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose." Sometimes, you can be the worst friend ever, Reiner."

The blonde chuckled and smacked his taller friend on the back." Someone is a little cranky this morning. Let's go get him something to eat."

Bertholdt huffed and poked his friend in the ribs." If I have to deal with this all day, I need coffee."

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Eren was quietly eating his breakfast, watching the four Warriors get their breakfast. As far as he could tell, everyone got along pretty well except for Reiner and Porco- he'd seen first hand how much the bronze haired guy hated the blonde. It kind of reminded him of when he and Jean fought. Right now they were squabbling over coffee.

Zeke had come down a bit earlier to get his usual pastry and coffee. He hadn't hung out with Eren as much as he had when he'd taken him to Liberio, but he still said hi and had a bit of small talk with his brother. Apparently, being the captain of the Warriors was a time consuming job.

"Morning, Eren. May I sit here?" Eren broke out of his thoughts to see Bertholdt standing with a plate in hand on the opposite side of the table. Eren shrugged.

"I don't see why not. There's nothing I can do to stop you."

Bertholdt smiled nervously as he sat down." I'd listen if you said no."

Eren shrugged." So how was your day at home?"

Bertholdt smiled sheepishly and looked down at the table." Well...for starters, I found that I'm a big brother."

Eren blinked dumbly." Wait...you didn't know?"

Bertholdt shook his head." No... My mom didn't know until after I left. So I just met her for the first time."

Eren nodded slowly." That must've been nice. What's her name?"

"Her name is Mae."

"Mae... That's pretty."

"Yeah..."

They decended into an awkward silence as both boys dug into their breakfasts.

"Hey guys," said Reiner, sitting down next to Bertholdt with nothing but a cup of coffee in hand.

"Hey," said Eren monotonously. Reiner craned his neck with a loud crack.

"So, Bertholdt, did you tell him?"

Eren blinked." Tell me what?"

"About our plans for today. We wanted to take you on a little tour," said Reiner over his coffee.

"I already know my way around here, so why would I need a tour?" Eren asked, drilling his fingers on the table.

"Well...knowing you, you probably can't stand staying in here doing nothing all day, so we were given permission to show you the Warrior training grounds," said Reiner.

The moment the words were out of his mouth, Eren perked up." Warrior training grounds?" he asked, obviously interested.

"Yep... We have a gym, a track, an obstacle course, a shooting range, a pool-"

"Reiner," said Bertholdt, giving him a nudge." Eren doesn't know what any of that is."

The blonde ran a hand through his hair." Right. My bad."

Eren shrugged." Well, I'm definitely interested."

"As am I. If I stay cooped up in here any longer, I might do something bad," someone drawled.

Reiner and Bertholdt turned their heads to see Ymir and Krista standing behind them with plates of food.

"Oh, Ymir. You want to come with us?" Bertholdt asked as the girls walked around and sat with Eren.

"I'm bored out of my mind, so yeah. And I'm bringing Historia with me," Ymir answered before digging into her food. Krista smiled sheepishly at them.

"Uh...Good Morning?"

Reiner gave her a smile and raised his cup of coffee in greeting." Good Morning."

"So...when do we leave?" Eren asked. Bertholdt shrugged.

"As soon as everyone's done eating, I guess."

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"Ughhh....How much farther is this training ground?! Seriously, we've been walking for a half an hour!" Ymir grouched.

Their little group had been walking down a dirt road, heading towards the Warrior training grounds. Reiner turned and looked at the grumpy freckled girl with a grimace.

"The road to the grounds is two and a half miles, and part of our training was running to the grounds. It was exhausting."

"What kind of training did you guys do?" Eren asked, his brow furrowing. Bertholdt fiddled with his hair.

"Well.... We do pretty much everything we did back on the island, only kicked up bit. We would replace the ODM classes and practice with either Shifting practice, marksmanship, or workouts," the green eyed giant answered.

Eren's frown deepened, but before he could open his mouth to say something, Krista spoke.

"Wait...how old were you guys when you became Warriors?"

Bertholdt shifted his eyes to the ground as Reiner answered.

"Bertl and I inherited our Titans when we were ten."

Krista slowed her pace a little, a look of horror painted on her pretty face.

"You guys are seventeen now...which means you were only twelve when you destroyed the Wall. Two years before that, you inherited the Titans...which means you were even younger when you started trying to get a Titan." Krista raised a hand to her mouth as she looked up at Bertholdt and Reiner, who had stopped and turned around to face her with concern.

"How long have you guys been in the military?!" Krista asked, clearly distraught.

"I was wondering the same thing," said Eren, joining the little circle. Ymir sighed sadly and placed a hand on her hip. She already knew all this.

Reiner scratched the back of his head." We...signed up for the Warrior Program when we were seven," he said carefully, trying not to upset Krista.

Both Eren and Krista's jaws hit the dirt when they heard that.

"You were seven!? What on earth possessed you to do that?!" Krista shrieked, watching the blonde carefully. Reiner's golden eyes widened slightly as he stiffened, turning away from the group and walking away.

"We should get going. We have a lot to show you guys," he said, completely dismissing the conversation he had been apart of only moments before. Everyone watched the blonde for a minute before continuing to walk.

Bertholdt watched his friend's back as he walked. The look Reiner had on his face was the exact look he had seen back on the ship after Reiner had pulled on his armband.

Bertholdt frowned. Reiner never acted like this; even when he was offended, he would work to diffuse the situation first. This was just not Reiner, in either of his personalities. Why would Reiner just-

" I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make him mad."

Bertholdt looked down to see Krista wringing her hands, head bent.

"It's okay. I think it might be a sensitive subject for him. He's never acted like that."

"Still...I shouldn't have blown up like that. I just...why would you willingly sign up for this at such a young age?"

Bertholdt rubbed the back of his neck.".... My father was really sick with something called cancer. Since we're Eldian, we can't get good medical care, and we also didn't have enough money to get him treated for it. But if you are an honorary Marleyan, then everyone in the family gets treated to the best medical care for free... So... I signed up hoping I could help Father get better."

"Would you have joined if he wasn't sick?" Eren asked, coming up on Bertholdt's other side.

Bertholdt shook his head, deep in thought." Honestly, no, I wouldn't have. I really don't want to go after thirteen years, but at the time my father's health was priority." It took the giant a minute to realize what he'd just said." Shit. I wasn't supposed to say that."

Everyone was looking at Bertholdt with looks of muted horror.

"What.... What do you mean by "don't want to go after thirteen years"?" Eren whispered hoarsely, eyes as wide as saucers. Krista had gone a few shades paler while Ymir circled around her and planted herself in front of Bertholdt.

"Alright, spill it. What are you guys hiding that we don't know?" Ymir growled. Bertholdt started to sweat profusely.

"I-I-I.....Reiner and I.... We were going to explain things tonight-"

"Cut the bullshit and tell us what we need to know," Ymir commanded menacingly.

Bertholdt sighed." Can we wait till we get to the facilities, at least? It's hot, and Reiner's waiting for us."

Ymir glowered at him before turning on her heel and walking toward the facilities.

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Reiner sat on a wooden bench and massaged his temples with a grimace.

He had been waiting for a full ten minutes in the facilities, waiting for the people he had left in the dust. He was fully planning on apologizing for his behavior as soon as they caught up. Reiner hadn't meant to leave them behind; he had just needed immediate distance from the touchy subject of his decision to join the Program. It just brought up things he'd rather not think about.

The door across the room squeaked open to reveal a profusely sweating Bertholdt, along with Eren and Krista.

"Hey guys. Sorry I left you in the dust. I-"

At that moment, Ymir pushed past the green eyed giant in all her freckled rage and stormed up to Reiner, grabbing the collar of his shirt in her hands.

"What the hell is this thirteen years bullshit?!"

Reiner's golden eyes went wide." What the hell?! Where did you-"

"Sorry, Reiner! I let it slip!" Bertholdt said, gently prying Ymir's hands of his friend.

"I want an explanation and I want it now!" the freckled girl yowled, her eyes boring holes into Reiner's. He sighed and looked over at Eren and Krista. The former was desperately begging to know what he feared to hear, and the latter had tears in her eyes.

Reiner sighed and ran a hand through his hair." I was hoping to talk about this tonight, but I guess it's going to be right now."

There was a beat of silence as everyone waited for Reiner to begin.

"I'll be straight with you all. When you inherit one of the Nine Titans, you only get 13 years to live."

Ymir's eyes widened in desperation as Eren sat down heavily. Kristale silently started to cry.

"Why the hell is that?!" Ymir shrieked, clearly spooked. Reiner stared down at his boots.

"It's because of something called the Curse of Ymir. Ymir, the first Titan and the creator of the Eldians, died thirteen years after she inherited the Power. When she died, her soul broke into nine different pieces and became the Nine Titan Powers. Since we cannot be greater than our Founder, we also die after thirteen years."

Ymir crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the floor." So that means Eren and I have-"

"Eight years. Eight years left to live for us, and six for them," Eren said quietly.

There was a moment of silence before Krista raised her head to look at Reiner.

"So...back on the boat... That was what you meant. About the candidates inheriting the Titan when your time is up."

Reiner sighed and nodded." Yeah..."

"However, we also wanted to tell you that there might be a way around the Curse," said Bertholdt walking over to where Reiner was sitting.

"How?" Ymir questioned skeptically, raising an eyebrow. Bertholdt scratched the back of his head.

"One of our top Eldian researchers has a theory."

Ymir sighed." Seriously, just get to the point already."

"She pretty much wants to extract our Titan powers from us and inject into someone else, possibly saving the predecessor's life from the Curse," Reiner said.

Ymir blinked before narrowing her eyes at them." And how exactly is this "she" supposed to do that?"

"She plans on extracting it via a needle inserted into your spine. The Titan itself is like a fluid that could be easily drawn out."

Ymir raised an eyebrow." So what you're saying is that when it's time for me to pass on the Jaw, this lady is going to stick a long ass needle into my neck, pull out this little liquid phenomena thingy called a Titan, then inject it into the snubbed nosed ass. And I'll live."

"Everything except that last part," said Reiner, looking her straight in the eye." We don't know if you'll live or not. This is the first time anything like this has ever been done, so we really don't know."

Ymir nodded her head slowly, deep in thought. Eren looked over at Bertholdt.

"Are you guys going to do it, too?"

Bertholdt shook his head." Not right now. If it works on Ymir, then we probably will when our time is up."

"Does Ymir get a choice? I mean, why can't she just keep her Titan until her thirteen years are done and do it then? Why does it have to be now?" Krista asked. Reiner opened his mouth to answer, but Ymir cut him off.

"It's because I'm not one of them. These guys were probably trained for about three years before getting their Titans, whereas I don't have any kind of training except for those few years in the Cadet Core. Also, they can't have someone who was sent to Paradis for treason become a Warrior."

Krista looked down at her feet." So... You're going to go through with this, Ymir? Even though you could die?"

Ymir huffed." If I did it the other way, sweetie, I would definitely die. I would prefer not to be eaten, if I had to die."

There was a moment of silence before Krista looked up at Ymir with a weak smile." Okay."

Bertholdt cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention." Now that that's cleared up, we should show you guys around. Ready?"

Eren stood up and stretched." Yeah. I really want to see how you guys trained."

Reiner stood up with a grin." Alright then. Follow me."

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Word Count: 3161

Whew! Finally got it done. The next chapter will be some Bertholdt and Reiner bonding time during training, and Ymir's extraction will be the one after that.

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