#like it makes me wanna bite stuff i swear to god

[afortoru]

𝑴𝒚 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒔 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒆

Summary: you express your love to him in this soft moment when you're both cuddled up on the bed.

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x fem!reader

Genre: smooch ball fluff

Warnings: you might fall in love...none lol

Word count: 925

A/n: wrote this when I was crying while missing him once, pretty much self indulgent....also a comeback fic ig <3

It's not easy....

It's not easy to love The Strongest but it sure was easy to love Satoru.

The way he holds you,longs for your touch when he comes back from a long mission,when he smiles softly playing with your hair strands while you're half asleep.You know he loves you,he never fails to keep raising the bar for himself. Sometimes it's the intimacy you share, sometimes when you both are coddled up in the quiet peaceful nights and sometimes it's just you two laying under a bright sunny sky in the winters. 

You know your man deserves the world. You'd do anything and everything for him,too much to say that you want to protect this precious being. 

But mostly it's him,he's always there. God,Satoru would turn the world upside down for you.His world brightens when a smile spreads across your face. 

It's 12 in the midnight right now.You rested your head on his chest feeling his heartbeat,your heartbeat. 

Satoru smiles gently,caressing your hair. Oh how much he longs for moments like this.

"Do you have work tomorrow?" You asked,breaking the silence.He looks down at you,wondering what made you ask it.

"Uh...not really since I just got some important work done.Why sweetcheeks?"

"Can you take a day off?"

Satoru smiles before nodding."Why, Missing me too much?",he teased with a light smirk across his face. 

"Yes.Hate it when you're not around."

Oh.... 

He loves when you show your dominance over his love,after all he's all yours.He loves it when you ask him to stay instead of telling him to go otherwise principal Yaga and the students would be mad at him. He wants you to pull him closer when he's about to get up from the bed at dawn to face the world. He longs for when you actually show your longing for him.

"Don't worry, I'd take a week off for as long as you want my lovely wife",he smiles cupping your cheeks. 

You lean forward,your chin pressed on his chest as you face him up. 

And when you notice his eyes,those beautiful crystal blue eyes deeper than the ocean you feel like there's his younger self behind those eyes wanting to be held closer,wanting to be loved without being demanding, wanting to be loved without being called out too clingy or childish,wanting to be loved as a human, as Satoru, as your Toru.

Your Toru….

You didn't realize when the tears brimmed into your eyes and came right down to your cheeks.Satoru's eyes widened...why are you crying,he's right here.Why'd you cry?

"Hey baby....look at me I'm here. I'm staying here forever,by your side.", he tries to convince you but you hide your face in his chest before looking up at him.You wipe your tears and smile lightly hitting the side of your head. 

"God I'm so stupidly in love with you,I'm not crying it's just....happy tears."

Satoru smiles softly before putting your hair strands behind your ears and cupping your face.

"I love you and we both are stupidly in love with each other, ok?",he said, making you chuckle as you nodded.

His heart swells with the amount of love you couldn't help but shower him with as he pulls you gently into an everlasting hug.

You know this is your love,that you and Satoru build through all the ups and downs. 

He looks at you like you're some blessing that was granted to him not knowing how much he needed it. 

“I love you too,Toru.Love you so much that I might say the corniest stuff right now so I'll shut up.” 

You both chuckled and you swear how much you love his voice, his soft chuckle is what your heartbeat sounds like. 

“Then say it…”,he bends his head down gently biting your soft cheeks.“...please I wanna hear it, sweet cheeks.”

You looked up at him smiling giddily.“I'll hide the sun if it bothers you,I'll stop the rain if you don't like it, I…I wanna take away your pain from the past and give you the happiest future.Just come back to me,I don't care about anything. Never hide your emotions from me, Toru…never please.Promise on our love, I'll fight the world for you.”

Why would you say something like this? How can Satoru love you more than he already does? 

He could hear the desperation in your voice, the longing which made his breath hitch.

“Baby…” he cups your cheeks into his palm and leaned closer to kiss you as you wrapped your hands around his head and caressed his hair, pulling him into a slow and passionate kiss.

The emotions he's feeling right now is overwhelming. He kissed you since he doesn't know how to respond. It's mostly him being so vocal like this but today you decided to switch roles and oh god, his head is spinning. If it wasn't for you holding him so close right now, feeling your soft touch on his skin he'll think this was all just a dream. But it's not, it's real.

Satoru could die a happy man in your arms, but he can't die now since he has to live for you. He'll come back to you, doesn't matter wherever he is. 

In this world where nothing is his, he's assured that you're his forever. His love is all his. 

Dividers by @rookthornesartistry

#gojo satoru fluff #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x y/n #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #satoru x you #satoru x reader #jjk fic #jjk fluff #gojo x you #satoru x y/n #jujutsu kaisen

[impeakcharacterdesign]

Just the Tip

— Thomas Hewitt x Fem!Reader —

MDNI!!!

Summary: It’s the 1960s and Luda Mae frowns upon premarital sex like any good Christian woman. You and Tommy are young, hot, and in love but the only problem is that Tommy was raised to wait until marriage and never lets you two go any further than kissing and some groping.

But the devil lives in the hot Texan sun and even God takes a break from the summer heat.

Notes: this is super short, just pure smut, self indulgent I’m obsessed with big boy Tommy 😭😭😭 i swear I’m working on part 2 of my sister Sinclair fic but Tommy has me in a choke hold and I needed an outlet.

No TW that I can think of other than bad smut and maybe ??? Coercion??? Cause Tommy wants to be a good boy and stop before y’all go too far but you flash him and then he’s absolutely 100% in. A bit of religious stuff, period typical sexism but vaguely. Let me know if I should add anything else and I’ll get right on it. Reader isn’t ever referred to using “she/her” pronouns but is described as having breasts and does have female genitalia so I tagged it fem reader to be safe

Enjoy!!!

The early morning sun burned, chasing away what little cool air remained of the night before. While the barn shaded you from the unforgiving sun and hid you from disapproving eyes — or lecherous in the case of the older men of the family — it also trapped in the heat your two bodies gave off.

Thomas pressed his open mouth to your own, tongue swiping over your teeth eager to taste you. Your hands gripped his dark hair, ruining any half-effort attempt he had made earlier in the day to smooth down his unruly hair. He held you in his arms, body pressed tightly against him in an attempt to get as close as possible, his large frame hiding you even further from prying eyes than the shadowed corners of the old barn. The kiss was deep and hungry and served as a brief respite from Luda Maes ever watching eyes. While she had been fine with you living with the family before you and Tommy were married, she forbade you from sharing a room or being intimate, a rule she absolutely refused to budge on and one that Uncle Charlie took a strange glee in ribbing you about. But much like the Texan heat, the heated looks you gave each other were unavoidable and only grew hotter as the summer days went on. Luda Mae wanted to wait until the following spring to make your union official but at the rate the town was drying up, there wouldn't even be a priest to officiate the ceremony, much less any guest to attend. You highly doubted anyone outside of the family would want to witness your union anyway but still, Luda Mae didn't want the few who would to get wise and start counting months.

These stolen moments in the barn were as good as you could get — and by god were they good.

Tommy’s large hands groped at your breasts, pawing roughy at your nipples through the worn fabric of your old dress. It wasn’t long before you found yourself in the familiar position of being sprawled out on the barn floor, coarse hay a discomfort you had long learned to endure for the sake of pleasure.

You desperately thrust your sex up onto his growing bulge, whining when he groaned and pinned your hips with his own, preventing you from getting your desired stimulation. “Please Tommy,” you beg, lips separating, “We don’t have to do too much, I just wanna touch you.” You press open-mouthed kisses to his neck, pulling softly at the flesh with your teeth and tongue dragging across the bites to taste the salt on his skin. Your hands eagerly worked to untuck his faded green shirt and wrap around him, roaming the vast expanse of his back. His whole body shuddered in your arms, an attempt to hold back from eating you whole.

You know Thomas will put an end to your romp soon, the tense lines of his shoulders and the way he shuts his eyes a sign that he's reaching his limit, that if you two don't stop now you won't be able to stop — but that’s exactly what you want.

You're tired of holding back, of this constant edging you have to endure when you’re in his presence and it gets harder every day. Just yesterday afternoon, Uncle Charlie sprayed Tommy with the hose, telling him that he was filthy and needed to get out of those clothes before he went inside. Watching as he undressed by the back door so that you could put his clothes on the line to dry had nearly given you a heatstroke — and if Charlie’s leering grin was any clue, you swear he did it on purpose in an attempt to rile you up. You ran off before you sinned right there in the yard, the memory of Thomas's shirt clinging to his arms, his chest glistening with water had kept you company well into the night.

So before Tommy puts a stop to your roll in the hay you make your move. You lift your dress up past your breast and expose yourself to him, you can see his breath stutter in his chest, this was quickly becoming the farthest you two had ever gone.

“Just watch me, Tommy, watch me,” you say breathlessly.

And he does, he sits on his haunches like a predator, his engorged cock straining against his pants and imagining just a taste has your tongue darting out to wet your lips, his gaze fixated on the movement.

Sliding your panties off your legs, your fingers dip briefly into your wet hole, gathering slick to rub onto your clit. At the very first touch, you let out a shuddering breath and you watch as his shoulders heave.

You begin rubbing your clit at an intense pace already turned on from the earlier heavy petting, not once breaking eye contact with Thomas as you do. With each moan you muffle you see his eyes grow darker with desire breathing with his mouth open as though he could taste your scent in the air. When he finally lets his cock spring free you let out your loudest moan yet. It’s better than you ever thought. His cock is thick and heavy, drooping slightly under its own weight but still undeniably firm. It curves slightly and you imagine that if it was inside you it would scrape against your walls in a way you've never been able to do with just your fingers.

Thomas grips his cock firmly and gives it a few tugs, eyes alternating between hungrily drinking in the sight of your blissed-out expression and your dripping pussy. You buck your hips, desperate to press your clit against your fingers and Thomas jerks his length even faster, rubbing his tip and spreading his precum on his hand.

God, you wished it was you that was touching him.

Thomas settles onto his knees and after a brief hesitation begins to shuffle closer to you. The sight of him crawling to you on his knees with his dripping length in hand made your pussy clench around nothing and you let out a whimper. You remove your fingers from your clit, feeling the heat radiating from his cock as he settles on top of you, legs spreading around his waist, your hips slightly raised and resting on his thighs.

The tip hesitantly pressed against your clit and your moan fills the small space before you can suppress it. This was better than you were hoping and it felt as though you were pressing against the boundaries the lord had set for you. Tommy’s eyes find yours looking for reassurance, asking without words, “Do you think this is okay?”

You find enough comprehension in your lust-addled brain to come up with a coherent answer, “It should be fine, I think,” you stammer out, “I mean, it’s not like — not like you’re putting it in so, it should be fine.”

You’re not overly familiar with the word of God outside of Sunday services and Luda Mae’s lectures, both of which you were forced to attend and spent tuning out in favor of watching the sweat build on Tommy’s brow while he worked through the window.

You think that if God could feel the weight of Thomas like you did, feel the heat like you could, you think he’d forgive the sin of your act.

It seems like that was all the reassurance that Thomas needed because no sooner than the words fumbled their way out of your mouth that he begins to drag the length of his cock against your slit.

God, if this is what hell was supposed to be like, burning and full of decadence, then perhaps you didn’t mind being a sinner.

The way he ruts against you is euphoric. Heavy breaths escape you both and you can’t help the words that spill from your lips.

“God, Tommy, I wish you would put it inside me,” you whine out “‘wanna feel your fat cock in my pussy, wanna get filled,” you might as well be begging at this point, and Tommy's increases his pace to the point that you think he wants the same thing, that he’s desperate to thrust into you rather than against you and —

And then the tip of his cock catches on your entrance and you both stop breathing.

“Maybe — Maybe it doesn’t count.” You stammer out, “It didn’t go in and it’s just the tip, and I don’t think that the tip counts” With the slightest twitch of his hips the tip of his cock has slipped inside.

"It's - it's just the tip it's fine” Your words sound empty even to you but the reassurance is all Tommy needs to push forward and let the head of his cock slide into your welcoming heat

His soul nearly leaves his body when he feels your raw pussy on the head of his cock. He jerks his length furiously and your fingers begin to move against your clit again, eager to meet your high with Thomas.

But it’s not enough. He was right there, right there just one push of his hips he’d be right where you needed him

“Please Tommy” Canting your hips slightly so the tip begins to dig deeper into you, you begin to plead once more, “wanna feel you fill me up, wanna remember the shape of your cock please”

Thomas feels years of control break at your words and with one swing of his hips, he bottoms out instantly. You feel like you've been punched in the gut as the air rushes out of you and you let out a sound like a wounded animal. Tommy stays still deep inside you, shaking and heaving, absolutely drunk on the feeling of your soaked walls clenching vigorously around his length.

You feel full in a way you've never thought possible. His length throbs, its girth stretching you in a way that burns.

When he finally starts thrusting, you’re not ready. He’s like a man possessed, solely focused on the feel of you around him, your skin pressed against his, his blood pounding in his ears.

“Wait— Tommy, ah, slow — slow down, oh god!” You can’t hold back your moans and he can’t stop, both fully engrossed in the feel of each other with no control over your own lust. Thomas crashes his lips onto yours in a halfhearted attempt to keep down your moans, it’s sloppy, clashing teeth and drooling tongues, spit escaping your lips, unlike any you’ve shared before.

This is completely different from what you’ve imagined your first time together would be like. It’s not your wedding night, you're laying on the dirty barn floor and there’s absolutely nothing gentle about the way Tommy is ravaging you. Your pussy is sopping wet and with every thrust, it lets out an embarrassing squelch, your juices and Tommy’s pre-cum leak down your ass and make a sticky mess in his dark pubes.

He doesn’t stop even as your walls spasm around him, cumming on his cock and digging your nails into his strong back. He works you through your orgasm even as your mouth clumsily forms the words to beg for him to slow down or to give you a moment. It’s too much, the sensations completely overloading your brain and all you can do is hold on tightly to him, lost in the ecstasy of your release.

Thomas lets out a deep, guttural groan as he cums, hips stuttering as he bullies his fat cock into the deepest part of your sex, filling you to the brim and your vision goes white.

Boneless, neither one of you makes a move to separate from the other, so thoroughly satisfied and content to lie where you are holding each other, Thomas’s softening cocking slipping out of you and spilling his release onto the ground.

His weight on you is comforting, you gently press kisses to his face and bask in the way his heavy breaths caress your sweaty skin.

“I love you.” You whisper into the shell of his ear and he squeezes you against him, repeating the words in his garbled voice the best he could. Your love is just for the two of you, no one else had a place in your world, no one else had the right to peak in on your affection or gawk at your differences.

This moment in time was just for the two of you.

“Thomas! Where the hell are ya, boy!”

Well, until Uncle Charlie’s voice brought you back down to reality.

#slasher x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #Thomas Hewitt x fem reader #fem reader #slasher smut #MDNI #thomas hewitt smut #leatherface x reader #leatherface smut #leatherface x fem reader #slasher community #slasher fandom #slasher fanfiction #thomas hewitt #tcm the beginning #tcm #texas chainsaw #texas chainsaw massacre #tcm x reader #my writing

[taintedcigs]

even if it’s a false god — e.m.

part two; we'd still worship this love

pairing: modern!college!fboy eddie x fem!reader

warnings: smut!!!!!!, 18+, MINORS DNI or ill bite u. p in v, cr*ampie, kinda br*eding kink, unprotected s*x (wrap it up irl angels, this is fiction.), angst angst angst, ASSHOLE FBOY EDDIE!!!, drinking, degrading, swearing, praises, nicknames, vv slight ch*king kink if u squint, some rough stuff.

summary: in which you are friends with benefits with modern!fuckboy!eddie (wc:4.1k)

a/n: i was def thinking of a pt.2 for this while writing it tbh. mr asshole munson needs to repair some hearts!!! also i made the pic in the middle bc i couldn't find a fitting picture w this lyric lmaooo!! did not proof-read!! ignore any mistakes AND PLSS send me ur thoughts ily xo, em

“It was fun babysitting you, sweetheart, but I have to dip,” Steve whispered in your ear with a sympathetic smile, his hand pointing toward the blonde who was impatiently waiting for him. 

“What?” You asked, baffled. “Steve, you fucking promised!” You groaned. 

“Jesus Christ, do you not have any ounce of self-control?” He asked, and you gave him an intense look.

“Obviously not!” You huffed, arms crossing against your chest, causing Steve to chuckle. 

“Robin will come back eventually! And in the mean time, just stay the fuck away from him,” He warned. 

“Now, I gotta get laid.” He winked. You tried to open your mouth, but he interrupted. “I swear to god, Y/N, I don’t wanna hear another word from you, you’ve cockblocked me enough this week.” He said, annoyed.

You rolled your eyes, huffing as you stood straight, “Fine! Have fun.” You exclaimed, and Steve grinned, “I will, sweetheart. And you, just... hide from him or something.” He shrugged as he guided the blonde girl out of the door. 

Jesus fucking Christ.

You were pathetic, asking for Steve and Robin to babysit you, so that you wouldn’t end up under Eddie again, so that you could at least save some of the self-respect that you were sure probably didn’t exist at this point. 

They knew each time you said you were done with him, it was a lie. They knew you’d go back for more, but now it had been two weeks—two whole weeks—where you managed to stay away from him, blocking him for good. 

And you could feel yourself cracking; you wanted—needed—him with every fiber of your being, and it was driving you crazy. 

He drew you in with whatever he did, like a magnet always pulling you toward him, making you need to be around him, at all times.

You missed the way his hands grazed your thighs, the way he fucked you so rough and senselessly, but also so gently. The way his pretty mouth framed compliments so fucking sweetly, but turned dirty the moment he was pounding into you, praising you but degrading you at the same time. 

He was so good at fucking, but was shit at everything else.

Just like you.

So the idea of being friends with benefits sounded like heaven when you first suggested it. No feelings attached, no exclusivity, just fucking each other's brains out while also having someone to chat with afterward.

It was supposed to be simple—so fucking simple. 

But the moment feelings got involved, it turned out for the worst. Jealousy was a bitter monster that gnawed at the insides of the two of you, and it had turned into something so incredibly toxic that you knew you had to end it. Your friendship was long gone now, turning into a bitter competition where you either fucked or argued.

Exclusivity was not something the two of you ever discussed, you knew you were bad at relationships, and Eddie knew he wasn’t good at feelings, so it was a topic you always danced around. Arguments ensued the moment one of you fucked someone else, and bitterness was present in your veins like it had always been there. 

When Eddie decided to fuck another girl two weeks ago, you decided you were done. This wasn’t good for the both of you, and you needed to stop it as fast as you could. 

You knew the emptiness you felt right after you fucked was not worth it, no matter how good Eddie was.  

You were tired of sobbing into Steve’s chest drunkenly, confused about what you even felt for Eddie when he was out there fucking another girl. 

It was starting to leave a bad taste in your mouth, and you didn’t want to hate Eddie—not more than you already did at the moment. 

But there stood Eddie, curly hair laid messily on his forehead as a guitar pick adorned his neck, his infamous leather jacket paired with those black pants were your nightmare—dream—combo, he was sprawled on the couch, thick thighs spread apart, you wished you could part them further with your hands, rub him through his pants as you got down on your knees for him, giving his delicious pink-tip kitten licks as you tasted his salty pre-cum—

What the fuck was wrong with you? You shook your head as you turned around immediately, gazing into your empty cup as you hurried off to the kitchen. 

Your cheeks grew hot from embarrassment, you seriously had no fucking self-control or respect. 

“You need any help?” Eddie’s voice rang in your ear.

“‘M fine,” You muttered, voice barely audible. 

“You know I’ve been lookin’ for you.”

“Why? Did you finally run out of girls to fuck on campus?” You said snarkily, a smirk tugging on your lips. 

“Don’t act so fuckin’ innocent now, sweetheart.” He tssked, causing you to throw him a quizzed look.

“Didn’t you go home with Mr. Jock last week?” He was being possessive again, and you hated how it picked up your heart rate, you were stupid.

“So?” You quirked a brow, teasing him, and he gave you a slight chuckle.

That smug asshole, why did he have to always look so good?

“So…how was it?” He asked, and you could feel his jaw tensing as he took a step closer to you, trapping you between the drink stand and his body.

“You’re disgusting.” You groaned as you pushed him away from your face. You were not going to give in.

“That bad, huh?” He mocked, scrunching his nose.

You rolled your eyes. “No.” You lied.

It was bad, really fucking bad; the guy lasted 30 seconds and left you with nothing. That greedy bastard.

But you weren’t going to let Eddie know that.

“He was really good, actually.” You were lying through your teeth, and thankfully, Eddie didn’t seem to notice. An intense rage flashed through his eyes.

“You sayin’ that punk is better than me?” He slurred into your ear, his breath ragged and hot as it fanned against your neck. He smelled so fucking addicting—a mix of sandalwood and nicotine, earthy and making you crave him at the same time. 

You don’t even know how he even came to that conclusion, but it was funny, seeing him like this, nostrils flaring as rage filled his veins, like he was in torture hearing about the guys you fucked, he deserved that.

But your silence at his question meant everything to him; he didn’t need an answer. You knew he was better, and he knew that you were crawling closer to his palm now.

He grew more confident because of the way you stuck to him. “I've seen him in the locker room, sweetheart. He’s not that fuckin’ impressive.” You didn’t mean to gasp, but it slipped past your lips quickly.

“Munson!” You warned, a smile tugged on your lips, and you realized how pathetic you were being again, but it was too late now. 

“Don’t think he can make you smile like I do, either.” He grinned smugly, his calloused hands quick to pull the strand of hair on your face, to see the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled, so fucking promising.

“You're a jerk,” You spat, groaning as you turned around, trying to avoid him, but it was no use; the damage was done, and you were putty in his hands again.  

He had a tight hold on your arm, possessive again, and you were sick for enjoying his rough side. He spun you around to meet him, eyes dark, before he held you in place. “A jerk who makes you feel good,” Eddie purred in your ear, fingers tracing toward your exposed skin, one touch from him, and you whimpered, all that anger fading away so quickly.

He chuckled darkly. “Missed those sweet lil’ whimpers,” He whispered in your ear again, fingers quick to find their way toward your panties. 

He drew slow circles with his thumb while you tried to remain tight-lipped, but it was impossible. 

“Jesus—fuck, Eddie som—someone could see...” You didn’t mean to throw your head back against the wall. Your eyes fluttered shut, and Eddie shrugged. 

“Don’t care, sweetheart.” 

“Well, I do.” You didn’t; Eddie could fuck you right here, right now, and you’d be fine with it, but you weren’t ready to admit this to yourself, and you didn’t want to take the chance of Robin seeing you like this. 

He groaned as he dragged you into the nearest room. You would’ve cried at the loss of contact if he didn’t have a tight hold on your body, calloused hands gripping at your curves, and your thighs rubbed together at his touch. 

Eddie was quick to pin you against the door, his hand curling around the back of your neck. He smashed his lips against yours without hesitating, kissing you the same way he made you feel; explosive, hard, and dizzying. 

He pulled back to look at you. 

Sweet Jesus.

His gaze was intense, and it made you feel so fucking exposed that it startled a gasp out of your lips. 

You fisted his shirt when you had enough, yanking him closer to you so that you could feel his body pressed into yours. Everything you felt was pure hunger, craving him deeply.  

Your heart was pounding in your chest when you felt his rock hard bulge grinding against you, calloused hands gripped your ass as you whimpered; you were at his mercy now. 

“What were you sayin’ last time? That this would never happen again?” He mocked, whispering against your face, his gaze never leaving you. 

Your eyes narrowed, but it was impossible to keep up your act when his fingers started ghosting over your thighs again. “Fuck. You.” You spat. 

“You don’t have to ask me twice, baby.” He grinned, chuckling when you whimpered under his touch.

“God, I love those sweet noises you make for me…” He murmured, you rubbed your thighs again at his words. “I bet if I flipped that little skirt of yours… I’d find you gushing for me.” He groaned. 

And you remained tight-lipped. God, you didn’t want to feed into his huge fucking ego, and you wanted to wipe that smug smirk off his face. 

But he was so right. Your thighs were dampened by how aroused you were. 

He was quick to slip his fingers past your panties, a grunt escaping his lips once he pushed past your folds, your slick covering his fingers. He chuckled darkly. “You’re soaking my fingers, honey.”

“I—Fuck—I hate you.” You squeezed your eyes shut, and Eddie reveled in it, his fingers pushing inside of you while his thumb stayed on your clit. 

“Always sayin’ shit you don’t mean, baby.” He mocked. “Gonna make you beg for my cock, if you keep’ talkin like that.” 

You were panting and head dizzy as he pushed his fingers in and out of you. You were going to lose it, and he had barely started.

When he finally undressed both of you, you were out of it, while his hands were still on your clit as he groaned at the sight in front of him. 

You were perfect. 

His breath was ragged when he traced your chest, eyes bulging when he realized you had no bra on, pleasure ignited in you more and more when he cupped your breasts, teeth tugging your nipple as his fingers still toyed with your clit.

“Perfect tits, just made for me, huh?” He growled, making you mewl; you were putty in his hands, and with each movement, you were getting closer and closer to beg him for more. 

The more you whimpered, the rougher he got with you, curling his finger inside your cunt as he hit that one spot, eliciting a moan from you as you threw your head back.

“P—please.” You whimpered, and Eddie tutted. 

“I’ve seen you do much better than that.” He hummed. This arrogant asshole was going to be the death of you. 

“P—please, Eds, please.” You begged, and your moans died down your throat, before he slowly dragged his fingers out and shoved them back in. 

Your head cocked to the side in pleasure, and he was quick to take advantage of it, licking a path from your neck to your ear, grinning. 

“Mhmm… not good enough, baby.” He purred in your ear as you whined, “Jesus fucking Christ—” Your cursing was interrupted when he yanked his hands away. 

No. No. No. No!

“Shitshitshit—Please, Fuck, Eds...” You murmured, eyes shooting wide open, “Need your cock inside’a me.” You mewled again. 

His dark chuckle reverberated through you, “See, that wasn’t that hard, was it?” He mocked, causing your eyes to narrow. 

“You assho—” He didn’t let you finish as he wrapped his hands around your throat, just enough to punish you but just enough for pleasure to course through your veins. And it felt so fucking good. 

You shut your mouth quickly, “What were you saying, baby?” He purred. 

God, that egotistic prick was pushing you to your last fucking limit; you could do it, you could hold it off. But on the other hand, you could feel yourself pulsing with need; if he didn’t pound into you soon, you knew you would’ve been a pathetic blabbering mess.

“Please, please, Fuck me,” You grunted. “I need you, Eddie.” He didn’t respond as he tapped your thighs, signaling for you to wrap your legs around his chest, and you were quick to oblige. 

Mind spinning before you got a chance to process what happened, he slammed into you with a vicious thrust, he was so fucking thick that it made you let out a guttural scream, tears welled at your eyes as you tried to adjust to his size. 

It wasn’t long before your loud noises turned into incoherent babbles and squeals as he kept his pace.

“Holy shit, baby,” He groaned, watching his cock sliding into you, “Such a warm fuckin’ pussy, and so fucking tight… Jesus…”

You trembled beneath him, tits bouncing up and down as your mouth hung open each time he slid further into your cunt, and Eddie wanted that image etched into his brain forever. 

He tilted you upward, hitting spots you weren’t even aware of. You were quick to wrap your hands around his frame, your nails digging into his back, roughly.

He was the only one who knew you like that; both emotionally and physically, and the same went for you, that’s why the two of you never could truly let each go, clinging to each other like a child did to their favorite toy.

You know no one else could fuck you like he did, and that smug bastard knew it, too.

The way he was pounding into you while uttering curses at your ear, furiously slapping into your body as if you were nothing but his personal fucktoy, truly his.

And you realized how sick you were for liking it, truly enjoying being this way with him. 

“You look so fuckin’ pretty when you take my cock, such a tight fuckin’ pussy and all mine, yea?” He panted causing you to nod, you were barely able hold his gaze, and he groaned before his hands roughly grabbed your cheeks, forcing your head in his direction. 

“Look at me baby…” He purred, “Look, how well your cunt is squeezin’ me. You feel that, peach?” He sheathed himself further into you, and you could feel your walls clench around him, a contented groan leaving both of your lips. 

It was fucking perfect. Everything was rough and messy, there was nothing emotional about the way you fucked. You were both using each other to cum as much as you wanted to, not stopping until you were both sweaty bodies.

He could make you come apart in seconds if he wanted to, knowing your body better than anyone else. And you could make the scary freak Eddie putty in your hands if you wanted to; it was a fucked up game of control that had the two of you going at it for hours. 

Was it fucked up? Yes.

Did it feel good? Absolutely. 

“Would that asshole be able to make you come apart like this?” He asked, fingers digging into your hips, sure to leave a bruise.

This wasn’t the first time Eddie had been possessive; it was a sick, twisted game that you also participated in, almost as if both of you knew that you could never be with anyone else.

You nodded mindlessly, you weren’t going to give into him that easily, again, he grunted at your lack of reaction. 

“Tell me, baby.” He growled, his pounding slowing down to make sure your orgasm was out of reach for you, torturing you until he had you begging under him.

You weren’t sure if you wanted to give up this fast. “Beg me, honey.” His movements picked up, and his hands were quick to toy with your clit, a sharp burst of euphoria rang through your body, leaving you speechless. 

You clenched around him—a big fucking mistake—and he grinned smuggly again. “I know, baby, I know you’re close.” He panted. “I can make you cum, angel.” He promised, “Just say the word.” 

“Asshole,” You groaned between his forceful thrusts, and he chuckled darkly. You rolled your hips against his when his movements faltered, seeking the warmth and the friction when he thrusted into you fully, filling you to the brim.

And that prick was thoroughly enjoying your torture. “Tell me it’s all mine, that you’re all mine.” He purred against your ear. 

You couldn’t. You shouldn’t.

But the way his thumb circled around your clit, so agonizingly slow, and the way his cock was prodding into you so slowly was torture. God, if he just picked up his pace.

Don’t. 

You try to convince yourself, but it's to no avail, you are clenching down on nothing, and it hurts. Your hole is pulsing now, and you need him more than ever. 

“P—please,” You mewled, causing Eddie to give you a slight smirk. “Please what, baby? Use your words.” 

“I’m all yours,” You murmured, “He could never fuck me like you could.” You added, humming contently, when Eddie started to pound into you relentlessly again. 

“Please—I need to—Jesus, Eds.” Your words slurred into a moan as he increased his speed, his finger circling your clit roughly. 

“Oh fuck, fuck, baby. Feels so good.” He panted.  “Please—please make me cum, sir.” You sobbed, unable to hold it back anymore. 

And that was all Eddie needed to hear. “Cum for me, honey.” He pleaded, and you gave him low whimpers as he started fucking you faster again, watching the way his cock disappeared into your gushing cunt.

“Wanna feel you cum on my cock, baby.” He breathed. 

“Shit, feels so good, Eds.” 

“Jesus—Please… I’m going to—” You bit down on your lower lip, unable to stifle the moans leaving your lips as his assault on your clit was enough to bring you over the edge, 

“I’m gonna—I’m…Holy shit, oh god!” You sobbed, whole body convulsing in pleasure as you came around his cock, your vision blurred and mind foggy as you didn’t realize how your orgasm was triggering his. 

Eddie was whimpering for you now, “So fucking good, holy shit.” He panted, movements getting sloppier.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck, baby. My perfect fucking girl, yea?” He heaved a breath. 

“I’m gonna fuck this—Gonna fuck my load into you, peach.”

“Gonna fill you with my cum—Fuuuck.” He growled, animalistic noises escaping him as he exploded inside of you, thick ropes of his warm cum painting your walls. 

He groaned when he slipped out, mouth-watering as he enjoyed the sight of you fucked out of your mind, and his load dripping down your thighs. 

The relief you had was short-lived as that sinking feeling came to you again, the emptiness, the loneliness.

Was all of it worth it?

The two of you dressed in silence; the weight of what you did was hitting you all at once. You did it again. You had sex with him again. You let him use you again—it didn’t matter if you used him too, it meant something different for you than it did for him.

All those thoughts you had about feeling good faded out quicker than you thought they would.

You were so fucking pathetic.

Jesus Christ.

You felt sick, what the fuck did you just do?

As soon as Eddie got dressed, he gave your cheek a sloppy kiss. He was going to leave you all alone again.

You should be fine with this, this is what always happens.

Don’t—don’t say anything, just take your last bit of self-respect that is possibly non-existent and leave without another word—

“You’re…leaving?” You exhale, your mind racing with ideas.

Shit. Just shut the fuck up.

“Don’t act so coy now, sweetheart.” He gave you a slight smile, but all you wanted to do was slap it out of him.

“We both know what this was.” He muttered, that conceited dickhead still had that smile on his face.

“And what exactly was ‘this’?” You pointed to the space between the two of you.

“Fucking, no strings attached?” He added, shrugging. The fact that he had no clue about anything was pissing you off.

“Unbelievable.” You gave him a dry chuckle.

“What?” He asked, baffled.

“Is that all I am to you, just a warm body?” You said, face crinkling with disgust.

“I’m confused.” Eddie said. “You—you were the one who fucking suggested this.” He breathed.

“Well, I’m un-suggesting it!” You exclaimed angrily.

“You—you are so fucking confusing!” He spat. “I told you—I told you we could be more... told you we could try... us.” He stuttered. “You were the one who refused!”

“You were drunk! You can barely fucking say it now!” You spat back.

“What... what do you even want, Y/N?” He asked, holding his gaze.

“Do you want a relationship? Do you want something meaningful?” He pondered, a sarcastic chuckle escaping his lips.

“Is it so wrong for me to want that? To want something real?” Your voice carried so much emotion, and that’s what killed him.

He couldn’t have a relationship with you even if he wanted to; he recognized his own turmoil, and he feared he would drag you right down with him. No matter how similar you seemed to be, he was sure he’d ruin you, completely and utterly. And not in a good way.

He swallowed physically; the lump in his throat wasn’t going to go away.

He couldn’t let you have hope; he couldn’t let you down again—he had done that enough.

''A relationship with you is the last thing I see myself doing.'' He almost whispered, but you heard it loud and clear.

Your brows were quick to furrow, and your jaw was was set in a tense manner. The lust in your gaze was long gone by now, containing only rage while you glared at the source of your pain.

“Fuck. You.” You spat, tears threatening to spill but you didn’t want to give him that satisfaction

“You are a sadistic fucking asshole, Munson.” 

“Jesus… I think we should stop—whatever the hell, this is.” He exclaimed.

“Fine by me!” You exclaimed back cheeks heating up from anger.

“I really am done with you, this time.” Despite the intensity of your gaze, he could sense the subtle vulnerability in your eyes. The subtle pain that was fueling your anger

“Oh, I’m sure you are.” He chuckled smugly. This was something you two had joked about before, but it wasn’t funny now.

He saw you in the palm of his hand because you always came back to him, he was right… until now.

The fact that he laughed in your face at the thought of being in a relationship with you was too much, even for your low self-esteem. 

“I don’t care what you think.” You didn’t even hold the rage you held before; only disgust was visible in your tone.

“You’re dead to me.” You replied curtly, your voice distant and chilling.

And Eddie knew how much he fucked up, truly.

There was nothing he could do now.

“I didn’t mean it like—” He regretted what he said immediately, but you dismissed his protests, gathering your jacket in your hand as you slammed the door behind you.

Tears blurred your vision as soon as you left, the lively sound of the party clouded your mind as you silently sobbed, trying to find Robin.

You knew how unattainable he was, and how much he truly hurt you, and as fucked up as it was, that's exactly why you loved him; led by blind faith that it would be different.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fic #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #fuckboy!eddie munson #modern!eddie munson x reader #fuckboy!eddie munson x reader #eddie munson angst #stranger things imagine #eddie munson

[amathslutsguidetofandom]

Hear me out please…

Imagine Bucky doing this as a way to get you stay home from work and says something like “Nope. You can’t leave. If you leave, I’m going with you.”

The Bed's Warm, Why Go?

PAIRINGS: James "Bucky" Barnes x Reader

WARNINGS: swearing, unprotected sex (darlings, please wrap your man's pig in a blanket), p in v, nipple sucking, mentions of cum, cumming inside. (If I have left anything out pls DM me and let me know 😊)

WORD COUNT: 730

ENJOY!

"Doll, don't leave me all alone," his arm snakes around your middle just as you're about to get up from bed. He pulls you towards him, and your back hits his warm, bare chest.

"Love, you know I don't wanna go," you turn in your place and smile at him while scratching his stubble. "Then don't," he pouts and rubs your hip, then cups the back of your knee and hooks your leg over his muscular thigh.

"I need to earn, Bucky. How else am I gonna spoil my favourite man, hmm?" Bucky smirks, and you can see his cheeks flush slightly red. He sits against the headboard and lifts you as though you weigh nothing, setting you on his thighs.

"Stay with me, princess. Call in sick," he wraps his arms around you, pulling you impossibly close as he stuffs his face between your breasts. You sigh and chuckle softly, running your hands through his fluffy bed hair.

"Convince me," you whisper. And that's it. That's all Bucky needed to hear.

He quickly flips the both of you, settling in between your legs. "Don't have to tell me twice, doll."

He tugs your underwear to the side, and slips his cock free from the restraints of his boxers.

You'll never really get over how big your boyfriend is. You start to whine, needing to feel something. "Bucky."

He smirks at your neediness, bending to catch your lips in a chaste kiss. "Oh, I know, doll, I know. Trust me, I'm going to fuck you so good that you forget about work. So good, that the way you walk into work tomorrow, your co-workers are going to think you were really sick."

A whimper leaves your lips, and he chuckles, tapping his cock on your clit. You gasp at the sensation. "Yes, please. Bucky, oh god," you whine, gripping onto his shoulders.

His brows pinched together as he slowly slips into your weeping hole. "Fuck. So, fucking tight, princess." You throw your head back against the pillows, biting your lip as you feel your walls trying their best to accommodate his girth.

He bottoms out in you, and you feel his pubic hair tickle your sensitive button. "Bucky, move please," you whine again. He leans back and grabs your hips, then he starts to pull out until it's just the tip of him inside.

Then he slams into you, and you wail his name. His thrusts start to become harsher, and your moans become more higher in pitch. "Such a good girl for me, yeah? Taking everything I give you."

You moan and start babbling when he hits that particular spot on your spongy wall. "Fuck, Bucky. Right there, right there!" Bucky bends, grabbing the headboard with one hand and tossing your leg over his shoulder with the other.

Reaching new depths into your canal, you scream in pleasure. "Oh yeah, just like that doll. Let the neighbours know how good I make you feel," he sucks a bruising kiss on your neck before sloppily marking up the rest of the column of your throat.

His thrusts are short and hard, and with each one of them, you move closer to the headboard. "Fuck, Bucky, you feel so good," you whine loudly.

You clench around him hard, feeling tears prick at the corner of your eyes. "Babe, I'm close." Bucky groans at your words, thrusting faster. "Shit, me too."

The band tightens until the tension breaks. You arch your back as you gush all over Bucky's cock. "OH FUCK."

Bucky grunts, feeling you milk him. "God, so pretty when you come like that, princess."

You feel his thrusts falter in pace, indicating he's close. You reach behind him and grab his ass, squeezing the muscle. "C'mon baby, come for me," you whisper. He groans, pressing himself against you. Your thigh is impossibly pressed against your chest, and you moan again.

"Shit," Bucky grunts as his body goes slack, and you feel his warm load paint the inside of your walls.

You both pant hard, trying to catch your breaths.

After a while, Bucky removes your leg from his shoulder, and then proceeds to lay himself on top of you. Resting his head on your boobs, he smiles tiredly. "So, you going to work?" he raises a brow.

All you can do is just laugh and playfully flick at his nose.

💌💌💌

Thanks for the ask, babes!!!!

Absolutely, in love with that gif.

I srsly can't stop looking at it, LMAO.

Till' then

Stay Coquette-y,

Anya 🫶🏽🕊️🎀

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes au #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes imagine #james buchanan barnes

[h-harleybaby]

this might be slightly boring but i saw it on another blog and it’s been plaguing my mind ever since

making out hcs w with Butters, Kyle and Kenny pls? 🥺 it does something feral to me man idk

Making out hcs with Butters, Kyle, and Kenny

Butters

• Butters kisses are usually really soft and gentle, y'all don't often make out because he gets too embarrassed

• He's pretty nervous but that's probably just because you're the first girl he's ever made out with and he wants to get it right for you

• He loves making out with you tho, whenever y'all do he swears sparks fly

• Turns out it just wasn't a good idea to make out in abandon building with bad wiring because sparks actually DID fly. Technically he was right tho

• He doesn't often take the lead with making out, he prefers to leave it up to you

• Butters is probably the type to accidentally moan in the kiss and feel really embarrassed about it and hope to god you didn't hear it

• You did. But you also really liked it and you encouraged him to do it more often/not hold back. He practically melted when you said that-

• He really likes it when you bite his lip while you're making out but he'll never admit that, he's scared you would think it's weird

• He's really physical, he just needs to have his hands on you. So often times he'll cup your cheeks or have his hands slightly under your shirt (only to hold your hips, he wouldn't dare go any farther without your permission)

• He also really likes it when tug on his hair a lil while y'all make out, he can't explain it for the life of him it just feels really good

Kyle

• Making out with Kyle is really sweet, I swear! He's just really awkward about it

• But it's honestly really cute <33

• He gets so scared because he's thinking "What if I kiss weirdly?? What if they don't like my kisses?? WHERE DO I PUT MY HANDS-"

• Ya know, that kinda stuff. You probably have to guide his hands to your waist or something so he'll stop mentally freaking out and sweating

• Hear me out, Kyle probably gets so nervous that his hands start shaking, and when you put his hands on your waist his finger literally will not stop tapping you. It's a nervous habit he has, like tapping your fingers on a desk

• Once he gets in the hang of it and stops freaking out he probably thinks he died and went to heaven. You gotta be an angel, right?!

• He's probably the type to smile into a kiss and whenever y'all separate he looks at you with heart eyes

• Although at first, kissing made him really nervous once he gets used to it, it probably calms him down and makes him act like a complete simp

• The world around him disappears because now all he can think of is you and your kisses

• He just can't get enough of you <3333

Kenny

• Kenny's really passionate when making out, and tbh he's always trying to make out with you

• He can't keep his hands to himself either, so they're gonna be everywhere

• He's also the kind of person who smirks into a kiss and literally grabs your waist to pull you in closer

• He loves when you have your hands in his hair when y'all make out, it just makes him more eager

• Y'all are probably a little light headed at the end of at least one kiss because he doesn't wanna let go

• Most of the time kisses between y'all end in making out, no matter where you are, even if it's just a lil peck

• Can you really blame him for wanting more?

• Hear me out on this, Kenny probably smokes and he accidentally got you addicted to his kisses because of the nicotine in the cigarettes he smokes

• Kenny feels really bad about it and he tries to quit smoking

• But he isn't complaining too much, it also means more making out for him

#south park x reader #h harleybaby needs help #south park x reader headcanons #butters x reader #butters stotch x y/n #butters stotch x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle x reader #Kyle broflovski x y/n #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny x reader #Kenny McCormick x y/n #Harley’s anons <33 #harley’s requests!

[vivvangel]

could u do when enha sees u trying to reach smtg on top of tha shelf ( short reader ) tysmmm and I love ur content

viv's note 💌: this is such a cute ask, thank u!! tried keeping it gender neutral. girlies who read dork diaries raise your hand also nikis scenario is a bit diff ig ☝🏻 ✧ warnings: very small and precise scenarios tbh. enha x short reader, teasing, use of nicknames and swearing. fluff!

tiny | enhypen reaction to their short s/o trying to reach something on top of the shelf !

LEE HEESEUNG (♡⁠)

"what are you doing, baby?" he says, a smirk spreading on his lips when he sees you not being able to reach the top shelf. "just tryna-" you pause, tiptoing to reach it, but no avail. "just trying to grab my mug, hee" you turn around, pouting — heeseung thinks you're absolutely adorable, coming towards you and patting your head, grabbing the mug with ease, you could never. "here you go," he smiles softly, why was your boyfriend such a giant? you weren't short, he's just too tall! really.

PARK JONGSEONG (♡⁠)

from the bedroom, jay heard you screaming, "JAAAAAYY" — him frantically running to your voice, "what's wrong?, oh my god" jay's eyes scan the room for a second, "love, what's wrong?" he asks softly. you looked at him, as you stood in front of the bookshelf, with your hands on your hip. cute, jay thinks, walking to you. "my majesty, how can i help you?" he says sarcastically and you point to the fourth shelf, "dork diaries, i wanna reread.. dork diaries" you say, your voice trailing off into a mere whisper by the end of it. "goodness sake, love" he eyerolled, grabbing it for you.

SIM JAEYUN (♡⁠)

baking with jake, what could ever go wrong? nothing, except the fact you couldn't reach a damn thing. "i swear in another life, ill be born as a 7 foot nba player, for fucks sake" you huff, as a result of being unable to grab the sugar, as you continue mixing the cupcake batter to achieve a more liquid state. "yeah right, you'd still be a short dork" jake chuckles, shooting you a playful glance as he grabbed the sugar from the shelf, sliding it on the counter to you. "hey, you aren't that tall yourself, mr sim" you taunt, making him grin. "taller than the you, aren't i?" — "oh, shut up yunie"

PARK SUNGHOON (♡⁠)

the front door of your shared apartment flung open, sunghoon glancing at the door before his eyes went back on the game he was playing on the tv. "you home already?" he asks, glancing at you once again as you come in with your shopping bags, putting them down on the kitchen counter. "you will not believe what happened!" you say, sunghoon noting a frustrated tone in your voice. he looks behind, "mhm, tell me about it" and looks back at the game. "i was at the store, and i was struggling to grab stuff from the shelves and the worker there thought i was a fucking child, can you believe that?" you scoff, it was completely unbelievable to you that they'd think that — not that unbelievable to your boyfriend, sunghoon, who literally always towered over you. he quietly chuckles — "stop laughing at my misery, hoon!"

KIM SEONWOO (♡⁠)

"baby, i wanna do that big boy trend" you voiced out, sitting up on the sofa. "big boy trend? isn't that dead already?" sunoo says skeptically, side eyeing you. you whine out a please, and he agrees — "but cutie, compared to you, i'm like.. actually big, you couldn't even grab the bowl—" he says, biting his lip to hide the wheeze that would come out if he didn't, "i'm not short!" — "yeah, princess, whatever you say. now come here!"

YANG JUNGWON (♡⁠)

"wonie, i have something extremely serious to talk about" you lowly say, making jungwon look at you, narrowing his eyes. "serious, huh? what's up?" he says, his voice laced with concern. "i think.. i think i'm too short for you" — what? jungwon starts laughing, how does he have the audacity to laugh! "why are you laughing, won?" you question him, crossing your arms. "baby, you're so tiny and cute, i wanna put you in my pocket. -- oh? is this about you not being able to grab my tie from that box earlier?" he chuckles, and you nod. "you're so short, but you're cute so it's fine" — "so, you think i'm short?" — "i think you're cute, y/n"

NISHIMURA RIKI (♡⁠)

having a boyfriend so tall, makes you look like a little gremlin beside him (his words, not mine!) "riki, i'm literally not that short, you're just—" you tiptoe, trying to get the childhood photo of you out of his hands, you don't even get to finish your sentence, niki cutting you off. "i'm just too tall" he mimics your tone, bursting out in laughter, ruffling your hair. "hey! i wasn't done!" you pout, but he kisses it away.

#ㅤᵕ̈ vivster #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen soft hours #enhypen soft thoughts #lee heeseung #park jongseong #sim jaeyun #jake sim #park sunghoon #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #jake x reader #sunghoon x reader #jungwon x reader #sunoo x reader #niki x reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen fluff #heeseung fluff #jay fluff #jake fluff #sunghoon fluff #sunoo fluff #niki fluff #jungwon fluff #fluff

[suguruplsr]

jerking him off in public

✰ ✰ ✰ you just had to tease him , he’s so distracted it’s cute ! but keep teasing and you’ll end up in the back seat

જ⁀➴ wrote this with my pussy.

,, switch!suguru x switch!fem!reader , public , exhibition? , jerking off , reader could be seen as chubby , drabble.

Suguru’s hand ran up your thigh, slipping past the cute black stockings you wore and squishing the small plush of your thigh. “You look so cute today..” he smiles, seemingly innocent. yet you try to pay no mind, “really? thank you sweetheart.” your voice was soft, focused on the document you typed in.

you two were at, a nearly deserted, starbucks. sitting in a small secluded booth as you worked on your essay. only a few people were inside, doing the same as you and completing their work with caffeine to keep them up during the morning. there was occasional chimes of the doors, tired workers coming in to get their everyday to go drinks.

and you looked so adorable today, already dressed up for your brunch with your friends in the next few hours. the skirt you wore was one he picked for you, knowing you weren’t used to wearing them. and god, it left little for the imagination. the stockings hugging your skin weren’t helping him much either. he swears, he loves your body so much. he’s happy that it’s all his to worship at night, morning, anytime. he’s so lucky to be dating you, he thinks.

the way your eyes narrowed in concentration as you proofread your essay had his heart beating faster, and his cock pulsating. it reminds Suguru when you’d glare down at him cutely whenever he’d stop eating out your cunt, just to tease.

Suguru let’s out a small groan at the thought, his hand tightening around the plump of your thighs. you looked over at him with a raised eyebrow, “you good?” you whisper, such a genuine look in your eyes, not even noticing the state you had him in. “need you to help me baby..” he whines under his breath, his eyes flickering to the small bulge in his sweats.

seeing the peak of his cock through them made you bite your lip, “mm, what were you thinkin’ about? s’to early for this baby.” the sultry tone of your voice would’ve made his knees buckle. already aching to just grind into the palm of your hand as it ghosts over his sweats. “like i said, you look too cute today. wanna flick up that skirt…” Suguru trails off as you rub his erection through his sweatpants, his own hand sliding under your skirt and pulling aside your panties.

he takes in a breath when he feels your slick coat his fingers, “oh look at you. all wet just from my words.” you scoff, squeezing around the head of his cock before sneaking your hand under his sweats. “shut up. i bet you came in your pants before i even touched you.” a smirk grows on your face when you finally feel the wet patch in his underwear, his cock already twitching the second you wrap your hand around it.

“keep being a brat and i’ll give these people a show.” Suguru’s fingers smear your wetness around your folds, but before he could slip them in, you swat his hand away. making him retract his arm. “you won’t need to. m’pretty sure that worker is staring. so be good and i’ll get you off just how you want. and maybe i’ll let you fuck me in the car before you drop me off later.” you whisper, placing a kiss on his cheek.

thinking quickly before the worker looks over again, you sit your purse on his thigh to hide your ministrations. “maybe? i gotta stuff that sweet cunt baby. w-wanna see your pretty pussy leak with my cum..” he groans, his voice wavering as you pump his cock, your thumb swiping over the precum around his tip. “i know you will. wan’ you to fill me up to the brim.” you murmur, making his cock throb. he leans back in the seat, bringing a hand up to his mouth as he spurts in your hand.

“Fuck, hurry up baby. pack your shit, we’re going to the car.”

#jjk x fem!reader #jjk x reader #jjk geto #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #jjk #jujustu kaisen x reader #geto suguru x you #geto x reader #jjk smut #getou suguru x reader #geto smut #geto x you #jujutsu geto #geto x chubby reader #geto x y/n #geto x black reader #jjk suguru #getou suguru x you #suguru x chubby reader #sugurugeto #jujutsu kaisen suguru #getou suguru smut #getou suguru x y/n #suguru 🤭🤭🤭🤭

[jayke0]

Do You Feel... Weird?

Pairing: Marc Spector x fem reader

Summary: kinktober day 4, Sex Pollen 

Rating: 18+

Warnings/content: sex pollen, chubby reader, yearning finally comes to fruition, friends to lovers, grinding, lots of swearing, protected sex (the pill), p in v, creampie, multiple orgasms, fucking everywhere, lmk if there's anything else i should add :).

Word count: 1,532 (yes they're getting longer)

Credit: @automnepoet for proofreading ily.

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"What the fuck was that?" You ask, choking on the fine dust that'd just been blasted in your face.

Marc looks at you with concern and shakes his head. "Shit, I don't know, just stay there ok? Sit down." You feel his large hands push you down till you're sat on the cold stone and you roll your eyes; what's the point of him asking if he's just going to do it anyway?

You shouldn't be mad at him actually, you love how concerned he gets for you when you're on a mission together.

You watch him slink off, which is shortly followed by grunting and crashing and a whole lot of yelling, most of which is Marc's, but eventually he comes back, seemingly choking on the same stuff you'd been at the mercy of.

"Got you too huh?" You chuckle a little, since he always has a bit of a god complex about being able to fight anything and anyone.

"Yeah—" he rubs his throat with a wheeze, "c'mon, lets get the fuck outta here."

The drive home is quiet, but you keep glancing over at the man; is he getting hotter by the second? The way his curls are still sticking to his forehead is something you'd usually fix for him by pushing them out of his face, but right now it's just making you bite your lip. You notice how the veins and muscles in his arms are more prominent.. are they always like that? It's as if his blood is coursing through his body faster and harder than usual. His T-shirt is sticking to his body, exposing his toned chest and arms—

Good God, you wanna fuck him.

You're too busy eyeing him to notice the way that he's glancing at you himself, his eyes quickly switching between the road and your thighs, the way they're squished against the car seat makes his cock twitch in his jeans, and he has to rest his hand on his crotch just to hide his growing bulge.

"Marc, do you feel any... different?" You ask tentatively as you approach your front door. Usually this is when you'd say bye to him, but you just wanna drag him inside and make him fuck you over and over till you can't walk anymore, it's…

"Weird, yeah." He answers, and it's only when your eyes curiously drop to his crotch that you notice he must be feeling the same as you. "Oh, thank fuck." You chuckle; certainly the first time you've been relieved by an unwarranted boner.

"Sorry, I dunno what's wrong with me. Imma go home now, lets just pretend this never happened." He waves his hands wildly, which gives you the opportunity to grab his wrists.

"Please don't go... I—I want you." You mumble to him before slamming your lips into his.

Marc lets out a reassured sigh against your lips as he kisses you back with the same furiosity, his hands cupping your face to keep you there so he can lick into your mouth and taste you better.

Somehow, you make it all the way to your couch without tripping backwards, though maybe Marc's strong grip is enough to keep you from falling, instead pulling you towards himself as he scrambles to sit down and have you on his lap. You pull from his lips just to latch on to his neck and graze your teeth across his tanned skin. "What... was that stuff?" You ask as you lick at the salty skin.

"Dunno... some kinda aphrodisiac I guess." He responds while helping you pull your jacket off and rolling his hips against yours, which in turn makes his cock grind perfectly against your clit even through both of your jeans.

"Fucking hell, Marc," is all you can reply, your nerves feeling like they're on overtime as his tip butts that bundle of nerves. Honestly, you could just grind on him till you cum, but the isatiable feeling to have him inside you seems to be growing stronger by the fucking second.

"Shit, you're fucking hot like this, grinding against my cock, does it make you feel good?" You nod and Marc's hands roam underneath your shirt before pulling it off, exposing your chest spilling out of your bra due to not having readjusted it since the mission. "Oh fuck, your tits are just—" he doesn't get to finish his sentence before he's burying his face between them, biting and sucking whatever flesh he can get his mouth on while his other hand his occupied with groping your hips and tummy.

You groan softly and tug at his shirt to finally take it off as well and reveal his toned body. "Hooooly shit, Marc," you chuckle a little. "God damn, you're beautiful..." Your fingers run up and down his chest before your hands come to rest on his shoulders.

"Fuck me Marc, I need you inside me, like right fucking now."

Marc doesn't waste another second before he's tossing you back on the couch and practically ripping his jeans off. You can see how his cock is throbbing in his boxers and leaving a wet patch of precum, the sight makes your mouth water; if you didn't need him inside you so bad you'd offer to suck him dry instead… maybe later.

He's seemingly resorted to making animalistic grunts and growls as he hungrily scans your body and pulls your jeans down, just with a little more care than he did with his own, but your underwear doesn't get the same treatment. He literally tears them from your body which makes you gasp in surprise, and then whimper, fuck he's so hot like this. 

Somehow, he also manages to wiggle his boxers off during that, exposing his length to you, and fuck is he big. Usually you'd find a man with that size intimidating, but Marc has never looked more attractive to you, and the way his tip weeps for you only makes you squirm more and pull him down into a heated kiss.

"Wait wait..." he pants against the heat of your mouth, "are you on anything?"

You groan, but you know that future you will appreciate the fact he asked. "Yes, so just put it in already." You tug his hips and his cock notches against your clit, making you jolt and whimper and resulting in a moan from the man.

'Finally, fucking finally', you think to yourself as his fat cock slides inside you, stretching you out to the point it makes you tense up.

"I know, I know, just relax. I know it's a stretch... but fuck you're squeezing me so good." Marc moans, sliding deeper inside you until he eventually bottoms out.

You already feel fucked out just from the size of him, but as he draws his hips back and the blunt tip drags along your g-spot, you grip his shoulders to ask him for more; and he obliges.

Marc's pace is relentless, his hips working to fuck you open and practically impale you, and you love every second of it, your cunt twitching and throbbing around him. Your throat feels like it's throbbing as well, what with how loud you're moaning, each time his hips collide with yours it sends sparks through your entire body and yanks a strangled noise out of you.

It's barely been a couple of minutes before you're cumming hard on his cock, clenching around him and causing him to come undone too, filling you with more cum than you've ever felt spill from a guy. You don't feel him go soft though, instead it feels like he gets impossibly harder, and he gives you pleading eyes.

"Please baby, fuck it feels so good, lemme fill you up again." He says breathlessly.

"Ok, give it to me Marc, over and over." You reply, and he draws another orgasm out of you in just a matter of minutes.

You continue like that for the rest of the evening, you're bodies slapping together and filling your apartment with filthy noises while you use almost every surface available to you.

You fuck over the arm of the couch, Marc groping and marking the flesh on your ass and thighs as he ruins you from behind and makes you grip the couch pillows so hard it could tear the material. Even the floor isn't safe; you'd migrated to it after your legs gave out and couldn't hold you up any longer, so he simply laid you down with your ass in his lap and fucked you like that.

After hours, the effects finally start to wear off and you both end up collapsing on the couch again, this time to sleep. When you wake up you're greeted with a now fully dressed Marc cleaning you up gently. 

"Don't move, don't want you straining yourself, just stay there, ok?" He pats your thigh and helps you pull a new shirt on "I'll look after you, it's the least I can do."

'Maybe I should go on more missions with him', you think to yourself as you close your eyes again, a big smile spreading across your face.

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Prompts by: @/flightlessangelwings

Tagging people: @cowboymarcs @sad1st1c-wh0re @poopoobuttsy @boredzillenial @mllover260 @simpforbritgents @saevenswelt @partssoldseparately @keira-kaz2y5 @theincredibleinkspitter @l-lune @red-hydra @queerponcho

#moon boys #moon knight #moon knight smut #kinktober #moon knight system #marc spector smut #marc spector #marc spector x reader

[transbunnyboi]

Okokokokok I have to detail this because its still fresh in my brain and I don't wanna forget it so !!!! ALSO This is gonna be a long post sooo!!! So what happened was, we were talking about automatic pianos and he said had one and that he could show it to me because he had it in his apartment. So we go and THIS DUDE ACTUALLY HAS ONE I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A PLOY TO GET ME TO HIS PLACE BUT NO. So he shows it to me and we talk about that and other stuff for a while and he asks if I wanna stay over for a bit and watch something with him so I agree and we get on the couch and I'm a feral idiot and I asked "Oh so is this when you pretend to yawn so you can pull me in for a kiss?" and we. Ended up making out on his couch without even turning the TV on >//////<

He just tastes soooo so so so good aaaaa I'm blushing just thinking about him!!!! You guys already know how I am and how feral I've been recently so I actually was very uhmmmmm rough with him kinda slightly a little bit (I pushed him down and got on top of him while kissing him and he bit my lip and it bled anddhfgsgdfjhgf >/////< !!!!!) and he kept calling me a pretty boy and oughhhhhhh (btw he really likes the colour brown, everything in there was like being at a really old dude's place. OKAY. I will say this in the middle of describing sex. His place is kinda exactly how someone would expect a professor's house to be. Like. It's like looking up dark acidemia on Pinterest and selecting the first image to be your entire house 😭 he also has old Halloween decorations still up 😭 this dude) ANYWAYS So I, a WHORE, started begging him to fuck me and I ended up with my pants and underwear at my ankles and him on his knees without his shirt and he… wasn't very good at oral but that's alright because his tongue felt really really good inside of me and he kept saying I tasted good sdfhgjsdgjfhd, and when his jaw got tired he leaned his head against my thigh and started stretching my boycunt with his fingers and then after a bit of that he went back to sucking my tdick. And okay. Okay. This is the part I. omfg.

He pulled back again and looked up at me and there was blood all over his lips and I guess it turns out that he ?? accidentally cut me or scraped against me too hard or something with his nails (his fingers are so big) or something but I didn't feel it at all and so I got kinda embarrassed and I started apologising and this bitch goes "It's okay, I like the taste of blood." AND WENT BACK IN AND OH MY GODDD Eventually he stands up and I'm practically frothing at the mouth because I can see how hard he is in his pants and I'm praying that he'll fuck me because my boycunt is literally stretched and my thighs are spread open for him but he ends up sitting next to me and pulling me onto his lap (having me face away), and this bastard moved my hair slightly and started biting me and. I haven't mentioned the fact that I get VERY limp with love bites, my entire body gets really really weak because my neck is extremely sensitive and dhsgdjfhgdhfg

And he starts asking me random fucking questions and I can't even respond because of the fact that I can fucking hear him biting and sucking on my neck and I'm WHIMPERING and squirming so fucking much and he fucking laughs slightly and makes fun of me for not being able to talk and fucckhdfgjdhgsjhdgf After me begging for so fucking fucking long he finally fucking buried his fingers back into my boycunt and hsdfghgfhjdsgfh gOd it felt so good and he kept palming my poor tdick and I swear to god it made up for him not being great at giving head I swear it felt so fucking good. His fingers felt so so so good inside my wet boycunt and he kept asking me questions about stupid shit and I couldn't pay attention at all and it felt so so fucking good !!!!!!!

two of the things that stuck out to me were "Does it feel good, baby? You're soaking my hand so well right now." And (this one made me whine and buck my hips sooo so much oguhh), "You always talk so much. What happened, honey?" AND OUGHHH FUCK. I feel the need to emphasise that he's. Southern. That he has a heavy southern accent, and a low voice. When I say that he fucking growled that petname in my ear I mean it, he fucking growled it and went back to biting my neck oughhh fucccck.

My cunt felt so fucking good and he ended up making out with me again before making me cum. He literally made me feel so fucking good and ough my god.

I asked if he wanted me to reciprocate but he said he didn't need it and we kissed for a really long time afterward and talked. I'm still at his place right now. I feel. Weird??? Idk just pray that he has like. idk a really weird hobby or is an actual murderer or something because I???? Idk aaaaaaaaaaaaa

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[syrma-sensei]

→ Different World, Different Words.

gif credit.

pairing: soldier boy x fem!reader.

rating: explicit.

warning: soldier boy pov, ben's being a fluffy yet dirty bastard, ben's being smitten with you, domestic fluff, dirty talk, fingering, size kink if you squint, swearing a lot of swearing, doesn't necessarily follow the canon plotline.

word count: 866.

summary: ben's trying to fit in this fucked-up, new world.

→ masterlist | ao3

“So it means a pussy.”

“For the millionth time, Ben, No!”

He shakes his head, unconvinced, “A man who does the most motherfucking cringey stuff to impress a chick. In my times we were used to call him a pussy.”

Ben puts the dish he just rinsed in the drying rack then takes the plate full of soap she just washed. The topic of modern slang was brought up at the dinner table a few minutes ago, when Ben was trying to literally impress her how adaptive and quick he is.

This time she's the one to shake her head, biting adorably on her lower lip, “Well, yeah but—” She snaps her head to the side to look at him. He's huge compared to her, almost covering the entire sink with his figure. A wide smile on her face, “Wait a minute, did you just say cringey.”

“Yeah, so?” He glances at her from the corner of his green eyes. He could've sworn he saw pride in her eyes. His heart skips.

“Where did you learn that from?” She asks teasingly, proceeding with doing the rest of the dishes.

“Urban dictionary.” She makes a snoring sound, and his eyebrows knit in confusion, “What? That whining cum-guzzler told me about it.”

She wiggles her eyebrows, lips puckering up amusedly, and he feels wildly tempted to crash them with his lips.

“Oh, poor Hughie, must've been fed up with your pussy this and pussy that.” She lets out a giggle, “Can't blame him tho. The things come out of that tongue of yours can be so gross sometimes.”

“Diffrent times, different words.” He says, “Still don't make sense to me.”

Ben then raises an eyebrow, watching her drying her hands with a towel when she's done, he follows her when he is too. He hums playfully, lips curling up into a mischievous grin. “Hmh, last time I checked, you liked the things I do with this tongue of mine.”

A deep crimson colour smudges her cheeks, she looks at him with adorable, upset face. “Well, yeah, it has some perks.”

“Oh, yeah?” With his strong arms, he lifts her effortlessly up to the countertop. Her face meets his, her cheeks are still red despite everything. “How about going to bed...” He pecks her lips, once, twice. “and let me fuck this pretty pussy nice and slow,” In a matter of seconds she's chasing his lips for more, “and show you the wonders my tongue is capable of.” He caves in to her want and gives her a kiss. Long and devouring, his tongue is already in her mouth, exploring and tasting, and swallowing her moans.

“Oh, God.” She breathes against his lips, “Ben I can barely walk thanks to last night's fucking. I don't have your fucking supe stamina.” She keeps on kissing him, nevertheless. Nibbling and sucking on his lower lip in such a teasing way, while her small hands cup his bearded cheeks.

Ben groans deeply, burying his face in her neck. “You don't have to do anything, just take what I give you.” His hand slides in between their frames to find her clothed clit. He smirks, filthy little slut; the thin layer of her panties is practically drenched. “Oh, baby, sure you don't wanna let me fuck you dumb tonight too?”

She lets out a pathetic moan when his fingertip presses to her erected clit. She holds onto his strong biceps for support as he proceeds taunting her, “Hmh, bet you can't wait to squeeze my cock empty in your fucking slutty pussy.”

“Ah, Ben, p-please...!” She whimpers, hips rolling against his fingers for more fraction.

“Shhh, I got you.” With one firm move, Ben rips her panties away.

“Ben!” She chides, “Quit doing that to my clothes!”

He fakes a sympathized hum before he buries two fingers in her cunt. “I'll buy you new ones.” A devious grin adorns his mouth, “Though you don't need any around me.”

With half-lidded eyes, she glares at him. And his heart swoons at the cute, angry face she's giving him. “God, you're the worst.” She huffs and kisses him furiously. A deep chuckle rumbles within his chest, his fingers curl and twist inside of her drawers, her arousal glistening wet on his knuckles.

“Ben, fuck!” Her thighs squeeze shut on his fingers when shivers her orgasm out. “Fuck, Ben, st-stop it's too much!” She begs him as he fucks her through her high.

She rests her forehead on his chest when he pulls out. “You're a dick.” Her voice is muffled by his shirt.

He laughs amusedly, “Though you like it.”

“I like your dick, not you being one.” She gazes up at him, giggling. “You just enjoy fucking me up.”

“Yes, I do.” He says, a brutal grin on his lips, “I love ruining you.”

She roughly pushes him away with her foot on his chest, he raises an eyebrow at her as she jumps onto the floor, still quivering from her orgasm.

She glances at his bewildered face over her shoulder, giving him a wink, “Then stick to your words and ruin me in bed, tiger.”

Ben follows her with a wolfish grin on his face.

#soldier boy imagine #soldier boy x you #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy #soldier boy fanfiction #soldier boy x female reader #soldier boy the boys #the boys season 3 #the boys soldier boy #soldier boy smut #jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles characters #jensen ackles #jensen ackles smut #jensen ackles fanfiction #the boys fanfiction #the boys fanfic #the boys x you

[chlorinecake]

🎙️ star-crossed lovers 【 薄幸な恋人 】 ⛦

summ✩ry Forbidden sparks fly between you and Enhypen’s main dancer upon dorming together, but what happens when your bandmate threatens to expose this reckless romance?

p✩iring idol!niki x popstar!reader ✩ EPISODE 1

genre band au, fluff, secret romance cw swearing, slightly suggestive, mild bullying, kissing, girl drama, reader is younger than Niki wc 4.5k

"Where were you last night?” Haerin asked with a whisper, removing the tape-seal from her container of apple slices.

It was early in the morning when you, your bandmates, and the Enhypen members got up for breakfast in the Hybe cafeteria.

Getting up early proved to be a challenge, especially considering your late night adventures with Niki and unbreakable inability to sleep in beds that aren't yours.

You couldn't help but wonder how much better you would've slept if Niki stayed next to you-

"W-what are you talking about, Rinnie?" You stuttered unintentionally, taking a sip from the coffee you prayed would help you get through another busy day in Korea.

"Don't play dumb, ____. You know what I saw," she sighed, meeting your nervous eyes, "You really shouldn't be disobeying the curfew rule, not to mention how dangerous sneaking around a foreign country is."

"I appreciate your concern, Haerin, but I promise, you have nothing to worry about," you said with a smile, "I just wanted to get some extra practice time in, that's all."

The sound of approaching footsteps cut your conversation short, the Enhypen boys and your bandmates finally joining you two at the table.

"Ooo, are you guys telling secrets? I wanna hear," Jade cheered, placing her food tray on the table.

Apparently you and Haerin looked a lot more suspicious than intended, but then again, two girls whispering always looked a little fishy.

“Hehe, no secrets over here!” Haerin covered, shoving her mouth with apples to avoid anymore questions.

"Riiiight," Jungwon smirked, revealing his soft dimples, "Anyways, how’re you all enjoying the roommate pairs?”

"I’m actually quite pleased with our group, right boys?” Heeseung joked, exchanged high fives with Jake and Jay to which Sunghoon rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I'm sure you guys took a while to get used to each other," he mumbled sarcastically, "What do you think about us, Serenity?"

"Hmm," she began in thought, "wellll, Sunoo's kinda vibey. He has a lot of fancy skincare products that he shares sometimes, so that’s been nice. Sunghoon's also really easy to look at so..."

"Easy to look at, huh? Is that your way of calling me hot?"

"Heyyy, I never said you could use my stuff," Sunoo blurted out, interrupting Sunghoon's attempt at flirting.

"Moving on," Serenity chirped, redirecting the convo, "What about you, Mr. Leadernim?"

Jungwon took a bite of his scrambled eggs before answering, "Honestly, Jade and Haerin remind me of my sister. We get along pretty well and they're not too troublesome, I guess."

"Yeah, Jungwon's pretty cool, too... aside from his tendency to hog the shower," Jade teased back.

“Okay, now what about you two?” Heeseung started, sending Niki a funny look that made him choke on his water.

“Alright, you can answer ____ while he keeps drowning,” Heeseung chuckled, passing Niki a napkin to wipe the water from his now shiny lips.

You still couldn't believe that he actually kissed you WITH THOSE LIPS-

“Uhhh,” you began nervously, trying to think of something normal to say, “N-Niki... w-well, he's uh... Niki, he's—”

“My GOD, the look on your face right now makes it seem like you’re in love with him or something,” Serenity gawked rudely, dramatically throwing her hands in the air as she successfully got everyone’s attention with her big mouth.

“I mean,” Niki started with a plain expression, “its not like I’m entirely against the idea of having a girl fall for me...”

“Yeah, happens all the time to guys like us,” Jake winked, immediately cringing at his own words.

Step, step, step, signaled Miss Kim’s signature black booties across the tiled cafeteria floor, “Good morning, my little minions. Now what’s going on over here with all this chatter?”

Turns out Miss Kim only worked as an activity assistant for Enhypen, though, she always had a way of waltzing into every room like she owned the place.

“Not much,” Jake answered, “We were just discussing our practice schedule for the day.”

“Mhm, so that means the few of you are well updated on your instrument rehearsals this evening, yes?”

“Instrument rehearsals,” Jade repeated yet asked.

“Exactly. Jade, Serenity, and Jay will play a guitar riff during one of the stages, so you’ll meet in the recording studio at 4pm today.”

“Sweet,” Jay smirked, playing air-guitar while mimicking the Karma instrumental.

“Also,” Miss Kim continued, “I can’t really remember, but which of you here is struggling with the choreo?”

Everyone’s eyes turned to you as you raised your hand shyly.

“Oh, ____,” she said, dragging out your name, “perfect! Niki, you’ll be skipping vocals today to help ____ catch up in the dance studio.”

You couldn’t hold back the smile that grew on your face at her words: maybe some extra dance practice wouldn't be too bad after all.

“Alright, I'm headed to the fashion department to check out your stage costumes. Heeseung and Jungwon, please make sure everyone follows today's schedule accordingly.”

“We won't let you down, Miss Kim," Jungwon nodded as the stern lady turned on her heel, beelining to the cafeterias coffee counter a few feet away from your table.

"Alright guys, you heard the boss lady. Let's wrap up breakfast and meet in 10," Heeseung said, getting up from his seat first as the rest of you followed shortly after...

To Room 10: Hybe's indoor gym and workout center.

The intense exercise routine left you feeling pretty worn out.

Your mind was mostly focused on getting all your reps in without passing out, ignoring the overflow of sweat that kept seeping from your pores. You all had just finished the last part of the workout: a mile outdoor run around Yongsan Family Park.

"And you're telling me we still have rehearsals after this?" Serenity huffed, taking yet another large gulp from her jug of Gatorade.

"Yes," Sunoo answered plainly, taking the blue drink from her hands and pouring it into a nearby bush.

"Dude, what the hell?" She yelped, backing away to avoid the splashes, "Don't tell me you're still mad about that 'skincare' thing."

"If you had any idea how many added sugars people put in that stuff, you would've poured it out yourself," Sunoo replied in a sassy voice.

"Well if it wasn't obvious, I couldn't care less about whatever you just said," she sighed, sadly watching as the blue liquid trickled past the leaves, soaking the soil, "you totally owe me a drink after this, by the way."

"Hey, that's actually a pretty good idea! We should go out for drinks tomorrow night," Jake cheered, using the back of his hand to catch his sweat, "everybody down for splitting the bill?"

"Yeah, but we can focus on that once we get back up this hill," Jay replied, encouraging the rest of you to keep on treading.

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Later in the rehearsal studio, practice started off a bit slow with a warm up session before actually breaking down the choreography.

Apparently, the official dance composer for the upcoming stage changed a part in the performance for you and your group to follow, adding a trick move with Haerin and Jade.

Meanwhile, the Enhypen boys were working on perfecting their routines, as they had already memorized the whole thing a lot quicker than the Riot Grrlz.

The main practice session lasted close to two hours before the talent supervisor called for a break, sending the other members off so you and Niki could have the studio to yourselves.

Finally.

"So what was that all about earlier?" He asked, kneeling down to stretch his legs.

"In the cafeteria this morning?"

He nodded in response, guiding you to the floor to help you stretch with him.

"Well, Haerin said she saw me last night... Sneaking out, I mean. She didn't say anything about you, but..."

You couldn't help but giggle at the way his face dropped.

"What the? I could've sworn everyone was asleep when we came back last night," he said with an awkward smile, holding onto your wrists as he pulled you toward your feet on the ground, "what'd you tell her then?"

"I told her not to worry about it, but I avoided mentioning too many details," you said, squeezing your eyes at the painful stretch you felt in your hamstrings.

"Welp, all that means is we'll have to be more careful when we sneak out again tonight," he winked, finally letting go of your wrists so you could relax.

"Tonight, huh? I'm surprised I've got you hooked so fast. What's it been, like three days?"

"Four, actually. But I'm surprised by your sudden confidence. You could hardly form a coherent sentence about me, earlier," he teased, offering you his hand to help you up from the ground.

"That had nothing to do with you and everything to do with the way you almost died while drinking water," you returned before dramatically reenacting the way he struggled, pretending to choke on the air, "I was nervous... for your safety, of course."

"Mhm. I'm sure you would've saved me though... Nothing a little mouth to mouth can't fix," he smiled, looking at your lips before looking away, trying to maintain his focus, "You remember how the choreo starts, right?"

"Uhh," you started, scratching the back of your head, "With the little arm-move-thingy?"

"Sure, you could call it that," he chuckled, "Now just follow my moves like we did at the skate park. I'll go slow at first and speed up as you catch on."

"Okay," you said, watching his movements in the mirror as if hypnotized.

It amazed you how even while practicing the moves in slow motion, he still looked effortlessly talented.

"Good!" he encouraged, observing how much you improved with the footwork compared to day one, but there was something about your hip movements that he thought looked a little stiff.

"Okay, hold on," he started, walking up to you and placing his hands at your waist, "Try to be a little more fluid with this step, otherwise it looks kinda awkward."

"Like this?" you asked, keeping his hands in place as you rolled your hips in front of him, trying to follow his instructions.

You didn't even realize how close his body was pressed against yours until a loud slam startled you both.

Niki's gaze immediately darted to the source of the sound, seeing none other than Serenity barging through the studio door, marching in with a cattiest look on her face.

"Ummm, how can I help you, officer?" Niki asked playfully, stepping away from you and crossing his arms.

That's when Sunghoon and Sunoo ran in behind her, trying to catch their breath while spitting out a few words, "We tried to stop her," Sunoo started, "but she wouldn't listen."

"Aha! I knew there was something going on between you two! Don't try to back away now, Niki! I guess you couldn't wait to loosen up each other's buttons again, huh?!" Serenity rambled, making an utter fool of herself.

"We were rehearsing the choreography, genius. Like Miss Kim told us to," You retorted, not being in the mood for her games at the moment.

"Mhm, without leaving room for Jesus, I see! Speaking of Miss Kim, just wait til I tell her about this!"

"What are you two doing here?" Niki asked the two frustrated boys, trying to redirect the conversation.

"We were in Room 10 doing our cooldown when Gossip Girl over here started interrogating Haerin," Sunghoon sighed, "One thing led to another and before we knew it, Serenity was bolting out of the gym like a crazy person."

Your eyes went to meet Serenity's frame, who stood with her hands on her hips and eyes narrowed as she wrestled with whatever angry thoughts ran through her brain.

"Ren, please don't tell Miss Kim. This was obviously a huge misunderstanding," you pleaded with her, trying to be mature about the situation.

"No… little kids like you need discipline. Though," she paused, twirling a strand of her chocolate brown hair, "I might consider keeping your little secret if you resign from being captain over the Riot Grrlz."

You scoffed at her offer, "You're delirious. And for the last time, there isn’t any secret for you to spoil, anyway."

"Fine,” she grinned, a little too wide, “I tried to be nice about this, Niki, but your girlfriend has left me with no other choice but to come clean about this matter.”

Flipping her hair, she marched towards the door, looking back as if waiting for you all to follow her, which you did, all the way to Miss Kim in the fashion department.

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To no one’s surprise, Miss Kim wasn’t happy to see the five of you crowding her during her shift, especially not when you were given specific instructions to follow the schedule while she was away.

After Serenity expressed that their was “a breach of the rules” between you and Niki, Miss Kim summoned all of the Riot Grrlz and Enhypen members for a disciplinary meeting.

"Oddly enough, my disappointment doesn't fall on Jungwon and Heeseung, even though I put you two in charge of everything," the lady began, holding her hands behind her back as she paced around the table you were all sat at.

"Serenity has brought to my knowledge that some of your are struggling to follow the strict rules in place here. Are there any witnesses to this claim?"

Serenity kicked Haerin's leg from under the table, trying to get a word out of her, but she remained silent thankfully. You couldn't help but feel guilty though at the sight of Jungwon and Heeseung hanging their heads in shame.

"Very well then... and are any of the accused parties willing to come clean about the alleged incident?"

Niki peeked at you for a second as if waiting for you to say or not say something first.

"I..." you began timidly, "I did stay out past curfew last night, but only to practice."

This was a partial lie, but you had no intentions on bringing Niki down with you. After all, it's not like he forced you to sneak out with him, as you most definitely wanted to.

Miss Kim's eyes widened slightly at your sudden choice to speak, "Go on," she said, stopping in her tracks.

"And about what Serenity saw in the rehearsal studio... It was nothing. Me and Niki were only trying to practice like you said."

She hummed at your words, "I appreciate your honesty, ____. And Serenity, it would bring me much joy if from now on, you would focus more on working than running after silly rumors."

"Soooo," Jake started, "are we free to go now?"

"Not just yet," Kim answered, clearing her throat before continuing, "From now on, your curfew will be pushed back from 11:00pm to 8:00pm."

A loud groan filled the room at her words, but a satisfied look remained on Serenity's face until the next part of Kim's rules were announced.

"A piece of blue tape will be lined at your bedroom doors, so anyone who tries to leave after 8 will have a tough time hiding it once the tape is torn. Also, expect to be waken up extra early tomorrow for exercise. No breakfast."

"But Miss Kim," Jade began, "Maybe you can give us another chance, there's no proof, anyway."

"Proof or no proof, my rules will stand in place until further notice. And for the record, this is not a punishment."

"Yeah, more like a freaking detention center! I knew it from day one," Serenity whined, the taste of her karma unfortunately falling on the lot of you.

"If that's what you wanna call our home to multinational superstars, so be it," Kim retorted, making her way to the office door, "hopefully there will be no more disruptions for the day."

Slam.

The door was closed, and with that, your busy schedules re-open and waiting to be completed.

"____," Haerin spoke quietly, shyly meeting your eyes as she walked up to you, "I'm really sorry that I brought that up this morning, Serenity must've overheard us talking."

"It's okay, Rinnie. This isn't your fault," you smiled, patting her head gently to cheer her up.

"Mhm, well that's sweet. Thanks for getting us on probation, lovebirds," Jay sighed, getting up from his seat and walking out of the room.

"Yeah, so much for stopping Serenity and her big mouth, you guys," Jake said, giving Sunghoon and Sunoo a look before walking out too.

"Guys, Miss Kim said this wasn't a punishment. Like ____ said, this isn't anyways fault," Jungwon said, trying to convince everyone to see the situation in a more positive light.

"Whatever, I'm gonna join Jay in the instrument room. Don't take too long in here, Ren," Jade sighed, running a frustrated hand through her hair before also leaving.

"Cool, I'm gonna go get lunch because I don't work well when I'm hungry," Heeseung huffed, walking past Niki and towards the door, "I taught you well, brother, but please, stay out of trouble from now on."

Serenity's initial pitiful look returned to the sassy one she wore before, watching as Jungwon, Sunoo, and Sunghoon followed after Heeseung, closing the door behind them.

And then there were three.

"Miss Kim thinks that some silly tape and a bedtime will stop you two, but just know that I'll be watching for myself," Serenity threatened, staring you and Niki down from her seat.

"Got it, officer," Niki teased, walking up to you and taking your hand in his.

"And where do you two think you're going?"

"To complete our schedules? Now we've all had enough with your Nancy Drew act. It's time to put your working face back on," you replied, mirroring her cattiness, "You're gonna be late for your rehearsals with Jade and Jay if you don't hurry up."

"Gosh, you two can be so annoying sometimes," She exclaimed, fixing her hair before marching out of the office, leaving you and Niki alone again.

With your hand still in his, he turned your body to face him, taking your face in his hands and looking at you with the most loving expression.

He just can't get enough of you.

He reached for your wrist, drawing your attention to the bracelet he gave you the other day, "You still trust me, right?"

You couldn't help but look away from his face for a second. If he held that intense eye contact with you for any longer, you're sure you were gonna explode.

"Stop, you're too shy," he giggled, turning your chin to face him one more time before kissing you on the lips, a pink hue raising to his cheeks. You got lost in his touch for a second, hardly remembering that this reckless romance is what got you in this room in the first place.

"Niki!" You yelped, suddenly feeling his hands tickle you under your shirt, "You never answered my question, silly," he chuckled, backing away as you tried fighting him off.

"I trust you, stupid, now stop tickling me before someone catches us," you sighed, trying to catch your breath from all your laughing.

This boy was making your heart do things you're sure it's never done before. Backflips, cartwheels, splits, you name it!

"So does that mean you're still down to hang out with me later tonight," he asked, pouting at you playfully, "unless, you don't think it's worth it."

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Your evening ended on par with Miss Kim's revised schedule, everyone completing their assigned tasks before showering and heading to bed at 8 o'clock sharp. And to your surprise, she wasn't joking about the blue tape thing either.

You and Niki waited til an entire hour had passed before initiating your escape plan, just to make sure that everyone was asleep.

Dressed in the best "incognito" outfits you could find, Niki tied a few bed sheets together to make a rope, tying it to your bunkbed for you to climb out the window with.

He went first because you were too scared.

"Alright, you're coming?" He whispered from the ground, watching you shyly peek from the window.

"You look tiny from up here," you giggled, pointing at him playfully.

"____, stop stalling and get down here," he chuckled back, motioning with his hands as if encouraging you.

Sticking your right leg out the window, you said a small prayer as you gripped onto the makeshift rope, climbing down with your eyes closed to keep yourself from chickening out.

"That's it, there you go!" Niki cheered, clapping for you as you finally made it down... the 10ft wall.

"What if someone sees the rope just hanging here?"

"They won't."

"Well... what if a little raccoon were to get cold out here and sneak into our room for comfort?"

"Come on," he smiled, taking your hand in his as he skipped from the building, adjusting the sunglasses to his "costume."

He wanted to show you around the city of Seoul, taking you to one of his favorite Japanese food stands to get filled taiyaki's because they're his all time favorite. He ended up doing most of the talking while ordering, thanks to the language barrier.

You both wanted chocolate filled, so you ended up just getting one large taiyaki to share.

He tore a piece of the fish pastry's head before putting it in his mouth, careful not to get any chocolate on his face.

You took the snack from his hand before taking a small bite yourself, surprised by the initial crunchiness of the pastry that soon melted into a softer texture, coupled with an equally delightful taste.

Now you see why Niki likes these so much.

"This is crazy, you know that?" You said, taking in the beautiful city scenery that made up your surroundings.

"Of course, especially with everyone reminding me all the time. But what was that you said again? About breaking rules as long as it's worth it?"

Both of you started to walk a little slower, not really paying attention to where you were going, just enjoying each others company, "You're never gonna let me forget I said that, are you?"

"Nope," he smiled, looking into the distance, "because those are the exact words that got us here in the first place."

"And where is "here," exactly?" You challenged, going for another bite of the snack before handing it back to him.

"Alone, outside, past our curfews, holding hands in this beautiful park while dressed up as anonymous wanderers..."

You giggled in between his rambling-

"...Waiting for the right moment to kiss each other again."

A certain feeling of butterflies ran through your stomach at his words.

Was risking your career really worth all this? You'd vote one hundred and ten percent yes.

🎆 Pop!

The sight of fireworks bursted into the night sky before you two, shattering into a glittery shower of colorful sparkles.

"Oh my God," you jumped in shock at the loud noise, making Niki chuckle at your startled reaction.

"Jeez, you're gonna draw attention to us if you keep jumping like that!"

"Ahh, how was I supposed to know they were going to be fireworks tonight?"

"We're just outside of Yeouido Park. The officials here are probably rehearsing for the upcoming firework show," he said before filling his mouth with yet another bite of taiyaki.

From the looks of it, a few more people started to crowd the area, pulling out their cameras to take pictures of the occasional fireworks that splashed into the clear night sky.

"Maybe we should get going now," you said shyly, adjusting the silly scarf you wore around your neck to keep yourself undetectable.

Confused at first by your initial prompt, Niki took a look around before now seeing a few photographers pointing cameras at everyone.

"Yeahhhh, you're right, let's go before we get caught," he smiled, picking up the pace of his steps as he turned around, beelining back to the Hybe building with his hand still in yours.

The time had just hit somewhere around 10 o'clock, so you and Niki got a good hour to yourselves after your long day of work.

Luckily, his makeshift rope was still hanging outside your dorm room window when y’all got back, and once again, you successfully snuck out together undetected.

Or at least, that’s what you both thought until the morning came…

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There was a certain news feed circulating around the web, originating on that same Korean Pop media website you were stalking before your trip.

You weren’t surprised to find Serenity with her bright blue eyes practically glued to her phone screen, announcing the blog’s title out loud as you and Niki came down together for warmups in Room 10:

Young Stars Spark Romantic Rumors After Photos of Them Kissing in Yeouido Park Circulate the Web.

Oh no, this can’t be good.

Niki had already informed you a few minutes ago about the post popping up on his phone, "There's no way we got caught. I made sure we blended in with the crowd,” he said, not being able to hide the worry growing inside him.

“And besides,” you replied while whispering, “we didn’t even kiss.”

But as to be expected, Serenity was having a field day rubbing the news in your faces.

“Starting mess at work again, I see?” Sunoo pointed, rolling his eyes at her words, but she ignored him.

“Ren, did you even look at the pictures going around?” Haerin offered as she adjusted her workout clothes, “Those people look nothing like Niki and ____.”

“Let me see,” Jade said, reaching for Serenity’s phone and scrolling past the title to analyze the pictures that revealed two older idols who didn’t even match you and Niki’s heights.

The fear boiling in your stomach suddenly disappeared.

“Oh, and their names are right here!” Serenity pointed out before zooming in, “Nevermind, I can’t even pronounce that.”

“Great, so that means we can get back to practice now, yeah?” Jungwon said, trying not to sound as annoyed as he truly was.

You and Niki just bust out laughing.

“What’s so funny,” Serenity scowled, obviously dissatisfied with the reality of the situation.

"Just the fact that you genuinely thought we'd go against Miss Kim's rules… Besides, how would we have even gotten out last night?" Niki tried, kneeling down to tighten his shoelaces, “I’m sure you checked the blue tape by our door. It stayed intact the entire night.”

“Mhm,” she hummed, obviously not wanting to engage in the conversation anymore, which you were thankful for.

The fitness coach started explaining the workout to Jake so he could translate for you and your group, outlining that the session would start with some intense weight lifting before cardio, a.k.a, a 2 mile run around the park.

Great.

Heeseung encouraged you all with his bright smile, “Alright, guys, let’s get moving!”

And that’s exactly what everyone did for the next three hours, keeping a shared goal in mind to follow Miss Kim’s activity schedule perfectly: Day five’s schedule outlining an in-person fan meeting that evening.

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[braxlrose]

YALL???? THE V LINE?! OH MY GOD IM CUMMING

✮ summary: you and Bill were making out when you finally take it to the next level

cw: p in v sex, oral (f and m recieving), kissing, swearing, dirty talk, cum eating, nipple play, smut, fingering, bill ooc?? idrk, hickies, bills experienced lmao 💀, reader is a virgin but still knows some stuff

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You and Bill had been dating for a couple months now and it has been amazing. He was so sweet and kind. And crazy hot. You two met at a music festival and he was in love w/ you the second he saw you. Like I've mentioned before, Bill believes in love at first sight.

Everything had been so great, he brought you out to restaurants and you hung out w/ him and the band whenever you could and they all loved you. Tom and you became really good friends since you were dating his brother. You couldn't imagine anything better. You had other boyfriends before Bill but nobody was like him. He was the greatest boyfriend you could ever ask for.

Whenever you were tense from whatever he would always lay you down and give you massages, or if you were hungry he'd bring you out to get food. If he didn't have a lot of money you two would stop at McDonald's and order a bunch of stuff. He loves kissing you.

He's so good at it, I can't even explain it. His lips are so soft and he always knows where to kiss your neck to make you feel so good.

Which is what led to this.

You and Bill were in his hotel room making out. He had already taken your shirt and pants off so you were just laying there in your bra and panties. He got you specially made ones that say his name because it makes him go feral. Honestly, he wants his name tattooed on your body. To show everybody you're his. Bill isn't the confrontational possessive type, but he likes, no loves the idea of everybody knowing you're his and only his.

"You look so sexy.." he whispers to you, kissing down your jawline and nibbling on your earlobe, "..look so fucking good underneath me." You lean your head back and move your hair out of the way as he finds your sweet spot.

"Bill~..god s'good...you're always so good." You run your fingers through his hair and close your eyes, "I never wanna leave this moment, never ever. You..oh god-" he bites down on your neck.

"Mmm..found it.." you can feel him smirking against your neck, sucking harder and harder. Your breathing becomes harsher and your thighs squeeze together. It doesn't take long for bill to notice.

"Awh..you want me to touch you? Hmm? Come on schatz, tell me where you want me to touch you." He stops sucking on your neck and instead brings his face right in front of yours so you two are both staring into eachothers eyes, "I know you can do it.." he whispers, placing a little kiss on your nose and running his finger tips down your cheek.

"You know where..you asshole." You reply, biting down on your lip and running your hands up his chest.

"Oh but I wanna hear it..come on? Can't you do that for me?" You look up at him with puppy dog eyes as he speaks. He speaks so sensually, it's practically addicting. His voice is so sexy and oh god..the way he's looking at you is making you melt. You lean in closer to him until you lips are almost pressed together and look him straight in the eyes.

"I want you to suck on my clit and fuck me dumb until I can't think of anything but you.." he just smirked at you and started to kiss down your chest.

"Can I take this off?" He looks up at you, playing with the clip of your bra. All you do his nod as he snaps it off and tosses it to the other side of the room. He keeps kissing around your breasts, squeezing and nibbling on them until he reaches your nipples. They're so pretty..so beautiful. He places little kitten licks on them as he looks up at you. Your lip is on the verge of bleeding from how hard your biting down. Bill stretches his arm up to your face and caresses your cheek to get your attention. You look down at him as he smiles at you.

"Let them hear you...it doesn't matter to me." He mumbles, biting down on your nipple. You gasp and lean your head back. Moans come dripping out of your mouth like honey.

After a couple minutes, he trailed his kisses down to your stomach and finally to your core. He could feel your heat through your panties. But Bill's a little asshole. He couldn't help but tease you. Especially since you sound so pretty.

He kissed down you thighs as more and more moans rolled off your tongue. Leaving hickies all over them. That was gonna hurt like a bitch in the morning. His fingers traveled up your body like an angels finger tips, just barely touching you. He was such a fucking tease.

After his awful; sexy and hot, teasing, he pulled down your panties and placed little kisses on your cunt before sucking on your clit. Your body jolted as he sucked on all of your bursting nerves down there. It had felt like nothing before. You've tried to do it yourself but it never felt as good as this. Never felt as good as bill.

"That feel good? Tell me how good it feels schatzi." He mumbled against your clit, swirling his tongue in figure eights and slowly slipping one finger into you. He finger fucked you so good. He did everything good.

"S'good bill, making me feel s'good," you gasp as he moves his mouth down to your hole and shoves his tongue in, "Augh! Bill!" Your breathing becomes heavier and heavier and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to your release as he presses harshly against your clit with his thumb. Tears form on your waterline. He was so good with you. So sweet, so sexy, so perfect. You don't know how you got so lucky to be with someone like him. He fucked your hole with his tongue and gripped your thighs like his life depended on it.

"Bill...fuck..I think I'm getting close. S'close." Those gushing tears dripped down your cheeks as you finally came. Your breathing was uneven and your eyes felt all glossy. You couldn't see much besides bill licking up what dripped out of you. You could feel him rising up and kissing you all the lips.

"You taste so good..wanna taste yourself hmm?" He asked you, slipping his tongue past your swollen lips as you nodded like the dumb slut you are. He ran his fingers up your neck and through into your hair. He closed his eyes and pushed his crotch closer to yours.

"This isn't fair." You muttered to him, stopped the kiss.

"What isnt?" He asked, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. You looked up at him and pouted.

"I'm completely naked, and your still dressed. I wanna see something too y'know." He looked into your eyes and started laughing. God, his laugh was so cute and sexy. He sat up, now sitting against you and his crotch pushing against your now uncovered cunt as he peeled off his shirt. You bit your lip gazing at him. He was super jacked, but he had visible muscles. Sexy muscles...

Your eyes followed down to his crotch. His cock was so hard and you could see the wet spot where pre-cum had come out of. His dick looked huge. I mean, you knew he was big..but my god. You reached your hand down to lightly glide over his dick.. "s'pretty." You mumbled to yourself causing bill to smile down at you.

"You got condoms?" He asked, still smiling and looking down at you. You nodded and pointed to the drawer next to you.

"In there." He leaned over and opened up the drawer. He ripped off one from the 6 pack you had and sat back up. He was about to rip it open before you stopped him. You looked up at his big, brown eyes and pulled yourself up to have your faces closer to eachother.

"I wanna taste you too.." his eyes widened as you spoke.

"Are you sure..?" He looked at you with some worry on his face, "you don't have to if you don't want to. I don't want to make you feel like you need to so-" you shushed bill and kissed him on his lips.

"I want to...please bill?" You kissed him again, this time now rubbing his cock with your hands, "please let me suck your cock?" A big smile grew on his face as he got off of you and sat on the edge of the bed. You got down on your knees and sat in front of him. You brought your hands up to his jeans the pulled them down his legs before they were completely off. You began to kiss up his thighs as he gripped the sheets of the bed. You looked so beautiful. It didn't matter if you two were throwing mud at eachother or doing the dirtiest, sluttiest thing alive. You always looked so sweet and beautiful in his eyes.

You finally reached his crotch and pulled down his boxers. His dick sprung out of his boxers and almost hit you in the face. His eyes widened in horror.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?! I'm so sorry." You just looked up at him and laughed, which made him laugh. "I'm okay bill..don't worry." You said to him, slowly picking up his dick and wrapping your hands around it. You slowly began sucking on the tip which made his head fall backwards and his eyes roll to the back of his head. The more you sucked the more his moans got higher and higher. Then you slowly took your lips off his dick and spit into your hands. You began to pump his dick and slowly bring his cock into your mouth. Putting in a bit more than just his tip.

It felt so good. But you were going so. fucking. slow. If it wasn't your first time, and he knew you were okay with it he would've been face fucking you at this point. Bill gripped the sheets as hard as he could to keep himself from grabbing your hair. You could see the veins in his hands popping out, so you sped up your pace and pumped him harder.

"Oh~ fuck..oh mein Gott- Meine liebling..augh.." he was shaking at this point until he finally came. He came in your mouth which you were totally not expecting and ended up choking. Cum dripped from out of your mouth onto the ground as you coughed. Bill took notice and grabbed tissues. "Shit! I'm so sorry..I didn't even realize." You licked your lips and smiled up at him.

"It's okay bill..I'm okay. Was it good?" You asked, standing up and wiping your chin. He nodded fast and kisses your lips. Bill then laid you down on the hotel bed and grabbed the condom.

"You ready?" He muttered to you while putting on the condom. You took a deep breath in and held his hands.

"Yeah I'm ready, go ahead." He kissed your forehead and aligned his dick up with your pussy. Then slowly pushed himself in. You squealed at the feeling and gasped. Bill noticed almost immediately and looked up at you. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Should I pull out?!" You shook your head and pulled him closer. Keep going. You whispered to him and kisses him on his lips. He kept pushing himself into you until he was finally balls deep. He gave you a minute to get used to the feeling and waited for the okay to move. Once you nodded to him, he began to thrust into you. His cock was throbbing and twitching inside of you. I mean what do you expect he's a teenage boy. But God, you felt so amazing. So wet and the way your pussy wrapped around his dick. It's like you were made for him.

So pretty. So gorgeous. All mine. Mine. My pretty. He whispered to you, thrusting deep and hard. You two were holding hands and everything was so messy. Saliva and spit were all over both of your faces as you two kisses. It was perfect and everything you ever dreamed of. He made this so special and perfect for you. You always wanted to wait for the right guy even while tons of girls had been losing their virginity at your age already. Any of the guys you dated before were nothing compared to bill. Bill was your everything. Crazy. That was crazy considered you two are only been together for a few months but that didn't matter. You two hadn't said I love you yet but you knew you did. There was no possible way you couldn't love him. He was your soul mate..and you were his.

A/N: I hope you liked this!!! Ty so much for all the support you guys have given me so far, this has been so amazing. IM SO BAD AT ENDINGS IM SORRY LMFAO

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Maybe Xavier with a reader who bakes/cooks really well

Ignore this if you'd like

A/n: Slight projection on Xavier’s part as I am guilty of not keeping myself feed whilst doing stuff.

Xavier tends to forget to keep himself well fed when preoccupied by his artistic outlets down by the shed he had yet to step out of since earlier that afternoon as soon as school had finished.

Worried, you decided to put your culinary skills to work by utilising Nevermore’s kitchens and making a plethora of sweet treats, including some of his favourites, such as; white Chocolate chip and raspberry infused cookies, apricot shortbread bars, mini blueberry muffins, small portions of lemon cakes, Blackberry & Almond buckle.

All of which you had safely stored in tupperware boxes after they had cooled down and then placed in a bag that you kept on hand for when you baked an excessive amount for your own two arms to carry on their own. Plus you didn’t want to walk through the woods in the pitch black of night where you could potentially trip over an upturned root and ruin all your hard work on the basis that you weren’t spatially aware of your surroundings.

So when you made it safely to the shed, having not bothered to inform Xavier of your surprise visit, you knocked in a specific pattern that you had made prior to when you and Xavier had started to become close to signify to him that it was just you and not some teacher on night parole.

“I thought you would be asleep by now.” Xavier said as he lead you inside the shed, closing the door behind you though not before checking the perimeter first for certainty that you weren’t followed. “And here I thought you would’ve kept to your promise about keeping yourself fed whilst you were cooped up in here but I guess we’re both mistaken.” You retorted, arms crossed over your chest as you stared at him disapprovingly.

Xavier grimaced as he rubbed the back of his head, knowing that he had forgot to do something but lately he has found himself on an creative high that he completely ignored the fact that he has a stomach to satisfy. “Did you…by chance…” Xavier trails off, his eyes seemingly too shy to meet your own as a small smile crept on his face, making it extremely hard for you to stay mad at him.

“Yes”, you sigh but a smile broke out on your lips when Xavier dove for the bag and took it to his desk where he carefully pulled out the tupperware boxes. Opening the one containing the white chocolate and raspberry infused cookies, taking one out as he took a bite and heaved a heavenly sigh as he closed his eyes at the textures attacking his tastebuds. “God I fucking love your baking sweetheart.” He says, reaching over to press a kiss to your lips where you could taste the white chocolate and raspberry on them.

“I swear you do this just to get free treats out of me.” You said between bites of your blackberry and almond buckle. “Or maybe I just need an excuse to see you?” Xavier attempts to sweeten you up but is met with a scoff. “Don’t start flattering me, Thorpe because it’s not going to excuse you from the fact that you haven’t eaten all afternoon.” You replied, watching as the hopeful look in his green eyes were dashed to bits.

He was acting like a kicked puppy dog and you hated the internal struggle you were having about whether or not you should smother him in love or just smother his for making you worry. So instead you came up to hug him tightly, burying your face into his neck as his arms naturally came down to your waist. “Im just trying to look out for you Xavier, I know how you get sometimes and I don’t wanna risk you coming down with something that could’ve been easily avoided. I get that your passionate about your art projects but you can’t complete them if your running on an empty stomach.”

Xavier understood where you were coming from and he hates himself for making you worry but it was moments like this where his insecurities began to fade to the back of his mind as he was reminded of how much you did care about him. Putting him in the forefront of your mind as you made him your delicious treats that he could gorge on forever if he could and making sure that he was taking care of himself both mentally and physically. You were as sweet as your treats that he swore he was getting cavities just by being in your arms.

He presses his head against to top of your own, planting a plethora of kisses there as he held you tighter against him as you both stood in his art studio within the comfort of one another. “I can’t promise that I’ll take better care of myself.” He started, “but I can however promise that I’ll never allow you to worry about me this badly ever again. For I don’t know what I do without you sometimes and I’d rather like to stick around for the long run. If you’ll let me of course.”

You tightened your grip on him, “you fucking dumbass, of course I want you here with me for the long run because,” you pulled away just enough to stare him in the eyes, “who will be my lab rat for when I attempt new recipes?” Xavier deadpans as you laugh at his expression but he doesn’t let you go from his arms. Instead they tightened. “This is your prison now until feel as though you served your sentence for saying that shit.” He said as he waddles with you in his arms. “Good because I don’t plan on escaping anytime soon.” You chirped, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

#xavier thorpe fic #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thorpe imagine #xavier thorpe imagines #xavier thorpe x you #xavier thorpe x reader

[widowbitessting]

We never got to know how wanda’s dentist appointment went ☹️ could u maybe uhm, write about how it went? 🥹

The amount of searching, reading and re-reading I had to do for this😂 I hope you like nonnie, it dusted my writing fingers off for sure!

This is for the people who need just that extra bit of fluff today xox

Love Livvy

To say it put a damper on Wanda's perfect day, was an understatement.

Day. Officially. Ruined.

All because she has to go to the dentist.

There isn't anything she hates more than going to the dentist.

Except this very moment right now.

Leaving you back in the apartment with Carol, while she has no other choice than to go sit in a chair while a woman sticks her fingers in her mouth.

God, she doesn't like the dentist.

From it's too sterile smell, to the overly cheery receptionist (who blushes every time Natasha speaks to her), to the reclining chair that squeaks every time Wanda sits in it.

Yeah, the dentist sucks.

Wanda is pouting in the car, chin resting on her hand as she glares out of the passenger window.

Natasha sits next to her, one hand on the wheel while her other rests on Wanda's thigh.

Her thumb softly moves in small circles in a way that normally soothes any anxiety Wanda has.

But today it just irritates her.

As Natasha brings the car to a stop, Wanda grips her hand and puts it back on the gear stick.

"Still being grumpy, hmm?"

"Obviously."

Natasha can only let out a small laugh before glancing at her pouting partner.

"Really don't wanna go today, eh?"

"No I do not." Wanda grumbles, letting out a huff to ensure Natasha fully knew how annoyed she was.

"Not only did you carry me to the car, which was extremely embarrassing - "

"You don't hate it when I'm taking your ass to bed."

"...irrelevant. Anyway. You carried me to the car and you let Y/N watch!"

"And she loved every second, bunny." Natasha smiles.

"But you also took me away from our new girlfriend! We've been official for like 2 hours! It's not fair."

"Carry on, sweet. Get it all out." Natasha starts driving again.

"And not only do you take me away from her, mid kiss may I add, you drag me away to go to the dentist!"

"Sorry but you had an appointment, baby girl."

"We also have a new girlfriend!"

"Don't raise your voice at me, baby. Remember your place." Natasha warns.

Wanda quickly backs off.

"Sorry."

"Better. And we haven't left her. Carol is with her. They'll still be there when we get back home."

"But she's there now. And we're not."

"Wanda." Natasha says, glancing in her direction. "I know you're sad about having to leave Y/N. But I had to leave too. I even rang ahead and tried to postpone your appointment but it was too short of notice."

"Oh."

"Exactly. We won't even be an hour, my love. In and out, back under the blanket with Carol and Y/N before you know it."

"I swear to God, if we get back and they're doing stuff I'll -"

"Be my jealous little bunny?"

"...yes."

"How about we do our own stuff in the back of the car when we're done here. See if we can really make the receptionist blush."

"I just can't believe I didn't get a lollipop."

"You bit her finger, Wanda."

"And? She was hitting on you; while her fingers were in my mouth. What was I supposed to do?"

"Not bite your dentist." Natasha is smiling, biting her bottom lip as she tries, and fails, to suppress her laugh.

"I reacted perfectly, thank you." Wanda smiles. "Now she knows not to hit on what's mine."

"Is that so, bunny? Didn't like the fact that your daddy was being hit on?"

"Not at all."

The red head leans down to drag Wanda's lip into her mouth.

"I think I like it when you get jealous, darling." She says. "It's hot."

The two stumble into the wall.

"Shall we go and see our ladies upstairs?" Natasha asks. "Tell them how brave you were and how healthy your teeth are...and how you now have a warning next to your name."

"Not my fault, she deserved it."

The two kiss again.

And when they get back upstairs, they kiss you and Carol.

Over and over until you're a giggling mess under their bodies.

"Y'know," Wanda says, nestling into your neck. "The dentist isn't too bad."

"Yeah?" You ask.

"Yeah." Wanda replies, "'cos now I get to come home to you."

"Oh, I see how it is," Carol gasps. "Me and Natasha aren't enough for you!"

The blonde flops back dramatically.

"My heart! Oh, it's wounded."

"Oh can it, Danvers." Wanda smiles. "You knew what I meant."

"I can't - oh, I'm so upset..."

Wanda moves from you to jump on Carol, causing them both to fall off the couch and onto the floor.

Natasha pulls you closer as you enjoy the show, of Wanda tickling Carol relentlessly.

"I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into."

"I do," You say. "I do.

#natasha romanoff #sugar mommies #wanda maximoff #reader insert #spiderbites #carol danvers #sugar mommies!asks #natasha x wanda x carol x reader #smu #sugar mommies drabble

[k1ttykatsu]

TEACHERS PET! - melanie martinez

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ pairings: Professor! bakugo x student blkfem!reader

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ summary: if i’m so special why am i secret?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ warnings: sir kink, oral(fem&male),unprotected sex, creampie, spit, classroom sex, voyeurism? degrading, praising, daddy kink, talks about breeding, slight age gap (readers like 20 while bkg is like 25-27), hair pulling, thigh kink, katsuki loves your little school uniform, panty stealing,cum play, corruption, yummy buldge, authority kink, pussy slapping, crying, face slapping.

⋆·˚ ༘ * ⋆·˚ ༘ * wc:3.2k

*ੈ✩‧₊ ೋ kay speaks: ello! kay here, trying out a new format for the new year! i haven’t seen a teacherbkg! in a while so why not (lol) just wanted to say this storyline is not realistic in the LEAST! don’t sleep with your professors please. enjoy!

“and that’s chemistry!” your professor blurts out as he finishes his lesson. the last class of the day! you thank god that the long boring lesson that  barely keeps you awake is over . the thin line between you and sleep was your super hot chemistry professor.

finally your body allows itself to drift off to sleep, only for it to be awakened by your teacher for what feels like seconds later. “miss y/l, you’ve been asleep for 20 minutes now, class is over” the professor speaks, head buried in a book as he bites on the eraser of his pencil.

glasses at the tip of his nose before he looks up to glare at you now. you instantly feel hot under this gaze causing you to carefully look around. “i’m sorry, didn’t realize” you coyly gather your stuff. as you're picking up your book bag from the floor you decide to be a cheeky little shit and bend down enough  to show off your lacy black underwear, that barely covers your ass.

“when you're finished i need to talk to you y/n” you hear your name and jump at it. the way it flows out of his lips, the way he subtly bites his lips after he says it, the way it makes your cunt clench around nothing. “yes sir” your voice feigning innocence as you make your way from the elevated back of the classroom.

tits bouncing from the way your partially unbuttoned blouse opens up and shows your cleavage. his eyes trained on the way your thighs jiggle from each step. you place your book back onto the floor right beside his desk. “yes?” your big doe eyes look the man deep in his soul, he.

“you’ve been sleeping a lot in class, is everything alright?” you think for a minute before answering. “no, my roommate keeps me up all night, her boyfriend is always over” you try to insinuate what you mean, putting emphasis on the words all night and boyfriend.

“mhm, really? tell me more?” fucking perv. but you indulge in it telling him they have sex about every night, the sounds, the smell all makes you wanna roll up into a ball and die!

“mhm, just sounds to me like your a little jealous” he rolls his chair back from his desk and he point out your hands balled up into little fist making him laugh.  “t’s not funny suki!” you whine before sitting on the man’s desk right between him and his desk.

he slides in so he’s closer to you andis sitting facing you. “i know baby” his words are coddling but you don’t want words anymore you want action. “no! i’ve been patient with you  and you're not giving me what i want, what you promised me suki!” your lips in a small pout. “i always gotta wait till you’re ready but what about me?”

he’s listening, he swears he is, you just make it so hard when you're sitting on his desk looking like the sexiest, most fuckable little thing alive. “i know, but i’ve been working sweetheart, you know that you're my special girl” his hands find their way to that pretty ass that’s perched up on his desk.

“you say that all the time but, if i’m so special, why am i secret?” he hears it in your voice, you're gonna break and not the way he wants you to break. you're crying because of him, how he treats you. he feels bad, he feels like the worst man on earth, treating a pretty thing like you that bad.

“i didn’t know you felt that way sweetheart, lemme make it up to you?” do you wanna comply or do you want to be bratty? “you’ve had too many chances katsuki, maybe it’s time for me to give aaron a chance.” you try to scoot off his desk quickly before you feel a cautious smack placed on your face. (not hard enough for it to be domestic)

“the hella gotten into you?” you roll your eyes hard before speaking up. “obviously not you” you hear your sassy tone as you speak. you watch his face scrunch up before seeming trying to calm himself down.

“are you seriously being bratty right now?” you try to scoot off the desk again while also failing again. his hands grip your thighs making a quiet moan fall from your lips. “by the way we have a quiz next week, you should study” you hate the way he completely changes the topic.

“if i pass this quiz will you give me yo’ babies?” you lean down and speak seductively into his ear. his semi hard cock jumps at the action making him pinch your thighs a little harder. “i’ll give them to you right now if you stop acting like a whiny bitch” you moan at the thought of his hot seed filling you up to the brim.

you moan out in agreement before you feel his hands get closer to your sticky wet cunt. “please sir?” you hear him chuckle and shake his head. “now that i’m giving the slut what she wants i’m sir?” you shake your head before pouting. “i always call you sir, even in class when your teaching”

of course he took notice of that, how could he not? everytime that word come out of your pretty little lips he wants to fuck you right on his desk.

“aaron asked me if i could call him sir, y'know” you see bakugo’s jaw clenching immediately. “you’ve been calling other boys sir y/n? knew you were a slut” he takes his hands off of you and grimaces at the sight of you.

“of course not, you're the only one for me” you plead as you take his cheeks between your hands squishing them to look at you all cross eyed, “never betray you, ever!” you emphasize as you scoot closer to him.

trying to push your core onto his stomach but he stops you. “needy” he flick your forehead with a smile on his lips. he loves when you reassure him that he’s the only one you’l ever touch, love and fuck.

“do you love me sir?” your big doe eyes focusing on his ruby red hues. “of course, the love of my life” he’s not lying, he does love you inside and out, the only girl who truly understands him. “i want you” you whine into his lips as you bring him closer and closer.

he places his lips onto yours and he tastes the sweet mango candy you were eating in his class. sweet as candy.

the kiss gets deeper as leans in more, you hear the sound of pencils and paper hitting the floor as you lean farther back into his desk. “wanna eat ya’” he moans into your mouth causing you to whimper loudly before disconnecting your lips from his.

you push yourself a little farther so he could have enough space to get down to business. he spreads your legs apart, eyes widened when he sees how wet you really are. “all for you” you practically moan out as the cold air hits your covered pussy.

he adjusts his chair so he’s sitting low enough for his mouth to reach your cunt, he pulls your panties down slowly, teasing you. once there down he pockets the lacy cloth quickly. spreading your fold’s watching your slick spread with it.

“such a pretty pussy” you clench around nothing as he prods around your cunt. puffy lips looking appetizing as he begins to rubs your clit slowly. your eyes shut slowly as he rubs your bean. little moans slip through your pretty plump lips.

“so sensitive” he taunts as he spreads you open. “mouth’ please ki” you moan as you spread your legs farther to tempt him to just put his mouth on you!

he listens and does what you ask, putting his lips on your cunt, placing little kisses making you grind your cunt into his face. as you're in the moment, eyes closed and slightly humming you feel a harsh slap being placed on your pussy.

a loud moan leaves your lips as your back arches, flushing your chest against his forehead. “gotta be quiet baby, don’t want anybody to hear us.”  you apologize quickly before you feel the man scoot his chair away from your leaking cunt and quickly move to lock the door.

once he comes back he dives into your pussy, pulling back to pucker his lips spit falling from them and landing on your pussy. “babe” you moan out as your leg hooks around his shoulder and your fingers find themselves laced into his hair.

you feel yourself getting closer and bakugo could tell that you're close too. you push his face further into your pussy as you arch your back. moans and whines flying out of your mouth when he harshly sucks and nibbles on your clit.

“ki! baby i’m gonna cum” he feels your nails digging into his scalp causing him to moan and whimper in your cunt. “love you so much” he mumbles sweet praises as he ravages you. that’s what brings you over the edge, your legs locked around his head as your hands grips his roots.

your thighs begins to shake while his assaults on your clit begin to slow down. “so good” you barely hear him as you suffocate him with your thighs. your high hits you like a mac truck, your moaning and whining into the air, all your self control is out the window as you cum on his tongue.

the feeling of him lapping up your sweetness sends you to overstimulation as you unhook your legs and push him back. once he faces you, the feral look on his face makes you smile. a big smirk on his face before he licks your cum off of his lips.

“so good,” he says before bringing you closer for a passionate kiss. you taste yourself on his lips making you grind back into the man causing him to holt your movements. “if you keep that up i’ll cum in my pants” you giggle before nodding at the man.

placing one more kiss before you push him back and stand up only to sink back down unto your knees. the man quirks and eyebrow at you watching your every move. he watches the way you bite your lip as your eyes settle on his growing bulge. the way your breathing hitches as your fingers prod around his clothed cock.

he watches as your pretty pink acrylics unbutton his pants with no trouble whatsoever. he shimmy’s his pants down to help you out a bit causing you to thank the man. but before he shimmy’s his underwear down you stop him.

your hand tightened around his restricted bulge causing him to whimper out. “shit” you laugh at the eagerness of the man. you place a kiss to his clothed cock causing him to twitch beneath those pretty lips of yours. his hips jerk up as u place another kiss onto him. “want you to face fuck me ki’” you plead with thoes big doe eyes of yours.

“you want me to fuck up that pretty throat of yours?” you nod your head intensely causing him to laugh. “unbutton that shirt pretty girl”  and you do what he says. unbuttoning your shirt while he frees his coco from the restricting underwear.

you examine his cock for what feels like the 50th time this month and it never fails to amaze you. the pretty pink tip oozing pre cum making your mouth water at the sight.

“want you to take the whole thing okay?” you nod and before you know it you see the man grab the base of his cock and bring it towards him. a glob of spit falls from his lips and landing right on his tip.

he jerks his cock a couple times before he grabs your ponytail and you know to open your mouth quickly. he shoves his cock between your lips making you gag instantly.

“love a good gag reflex” he mumbles as he guides your head up and down his thick shaft. he sees the bulge in your throat causing his hips to jerk up some more. tears flood your lash line from how deep he’s in your throat.

he picks your head up off him and you begin to cough. spit sputtering out of your mouth as you try to catch your breath. spit dribbles down your chest and lands on your tits. the shiny substance catches his eyes, making him take his fingers and glide it between the spit, covering his fingers in it before placing it in his mouth.

your eyes roll back at the scene before you making you want to get back to work. he gets the hint and your mouth is back on his cock. his moans and deep groans spurring you on as you let him use your mouth as a personal flashlight. your space out to the point where you're just focused on the cock deep in your throat.

smack!

a loud and harsh smack is placed on your cheek causing you to moan around him. the vibration from your moans causing his hips to stutter and before the both of you know it he’s cumming down your throat. “shit! fucking love you” his high takes over as you sit on your knees beneath the man, watching his reaction from the things that your mouth did to him.

he takes his semi hard cock out of your mouth and watches the trail of spit and cum it leaves on your face. “c’mere” he picks you up off your knees and places you to straddle his lap. the sight of you with cum and spit on your face and tits, hair a mess, and swollen lips makes his cock rock hard again.

“wanna fuck you, put a baby in my pretty pussy” his possessive side shows but he doesn’t care, he want you to walk around campus with his baby in your stomach. he doesn’t care if he’s risking his job, he just want you.

“want you to fill me up suki!” you moan in his ear while your bare cunt grinds against his cock. your slick lathering him up so he knows he doesn't have to prep you any more. you feel the strong man pick you up with one hand while he holds his cock in the other.

he teases his tip and traces it around your leaky cunt, relishing on how wet he’s made you. “that wet from sucking cock? your crazy” he laughs as he finally inserts himself into you. you moan in his ear as your body recoils into his. “don’t call me crazy” your voice is high pitched as you stretch yourself out on his cock.

“ki baby!” you screeched into his ear causing him to grip your ass once you finally sank down. “so tight” he whines into your neck, placing love bites into your neck. “i love you” you pick his head up and make him look you in the eyes. “love you more, then you’ll ever know”

you begin to bounce on your teachers, boyfriend's cock. your tight walls squeezing him just right as you take charge over him. “why am I a secret ki?” you whine out as you feel his hands gripping the fat of your thighs. “not a secret, everyone knows!” he huffs as you grind your hips down more.

you want to focus on his words so hard but you can’t, the way his cock hits your cervix repeatedly. “oh my god!” you pull on his blonde locs causing a whimper to slip through his lips. “shit! i’m close” bakugo decides to fuck up into to your heat, the curve of his cock hitting your inside perfectly.

“ki pleaseee!” you moan as you hide your face into his neck. sucking love bites onto his jugular causing his hips to hit deep inside of you. he needs to see your face when you cum so he takes it upon himself to pull your head back by your ponytail.

“wanna see you cum” his hands grab onto your tits pulling down your black lacy bra. “babe” your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel yourself clench around him. “you’ve gotta cum now” he demands as he fuck up into you harder.  “fuck you look so hot bouncing on my cock” you squeeze your eyes from the immense amount of pleasure you're feeling.

“i’m cumming!” you scream out into the empty classroom. your pussy clenches around him triggering his orgasm as well. he holds you down against his hips as he emptied himself into you. your body shakes as you cum around his dick.

“i love you” you cry into his neck, high off your orgasm and your emotions are running high. he instantly gets out his post- orgasm headspace and snaps back into reality. (oh! there goes gravity. sorry) 

“what happened, did i hurt you?” he pulls you out of his neck and grabs your face. tears flooding down your face as you look into his scarlet eyes. “i-” you hiccup, “i just love you and- and i don’t know” you can’t even get your head straight.

you're running high off emotions and don’t know exactly what you want to pinpoint. “i love you too, why are you crying?” he’s holding you like you're going to break and you feel like you are with the way he’s talking to you.

“if this is about you being a ‘secret’ your not, your not exactly subtle” you look at him confused as hell so he takes that as a queue to continue. “why do you think no one interrupts us when we have a little rendezvous y/n?”

now that you think about it no one ever question when you walk with bakugo to his car, sneak off into his classroom when you obviously don’t have that class. or even the two of you walking around campus together.

“what about principal nezu?” you think about the college's headmaster. “we agreed on some terms, you're graduating in a month so agreed that as long as i’m fair with grading and grade you based on your academic performance not your personal performance” you giggle at the end of his sentence.

he takes his thumb and wipes your tears and places a kiss on your forehead. “pretty girls don’t cry over stupid shit” he mumbles into your forehead making you smile. “okay let’s go home ki” he nods his head and scoots himself closer to his desk.

he holds the base of his cock as you slide yourself off of him. a whine slips out of his mouth making you giggle. you sit back onto his desk and watch him slip himself back into his boxers and then pull up his pants.

you look around for your panties and you can’t find them anywhere. “i have em’” you shake your head before sinking down onto your feet. bakugo picks up your bag before picking up his bag.

he grabs your hand and the two of you walk out of the classroom. as the two of you walk out of the school he whispers into your ear “you better hope your not wasting my cum”

#bakugo smut #bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #mha bakugou #katsukibakugou #bhna bakugou #katsuki smut #mha smut #s1aterr🧚🏾‍♀️

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook: By chance(short 1)

In which Jungkook gets to know his soulmate and can't help but fall deeper and deeper in love.

Tags/Warnings: Soulmate AU, Idol!Jungkook, slight angst, major fluff, no one asked but I still deliver, Jungkook having impure thoughts oops

Length: short/mid

Belongs to: By Chance

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"Did you order this much?" He laughs to himself as he brings in all the takeout boxes. You jump up to help, nodding eagerly, your phone now discarded on his couch. You've visited him after he'd asked if you wanted to spend some time with him- get to know him, seeing as you're soulmates.

"I haven't eaten all day - and honestly, I paid for it, so who cares! Those cinnamon bites will still taste good tomorrow morning for breakfast. And before you ask, I do plan on taking this stuff home with me if we don't finish it." You shrug, bringing the other boxes Jungkook couldn't hold into the living room.

"How much do I owe you?" He asks, already taking his phone out, and you just lick your finger after having opened some boxes to look what's what, shaking your head.

"Your honest opinion on the chicken, really. I've never ordered those, but they do look very hot right now, not gonna lie." You say, sitting down before stretching your legs. Your shorts reveal a tattoo on your leg that seems to travel high up- he's spotted a glimpse of something up to your rib when your stretched earlier, rising fabric of your shirt having also revealed a sparkling butterfly hanging from a silver piercing decorating your belly button. It makes him wonder how much more you hide away from his eyes, what might be there to discover for him.

You seem to be such a free spirit- an uncaged bird, open, colorful, exciting. You're infectious too, your bubbly nature easily making him feel all happy and relaxed. And he swears that's not just his soulmate bond speaking. He truly believes he would've at least developed a crush on you no matter the circumstances, really. You're cute, a little wild, testing him as if to see if he's able to tame you. You're exactly his type, not just physically.

Your beauty is simply a bonus- a pretty soul safely tucked into an equally pretty body.

"I love them, even if they're a little greasy. I've got a horrible love for fried foods." He laughs, sitting down to eat across from you.

"Would've never guessed." You smile. "Not to insult you, really. But I always thought every Idol, you know, is obsessed with dieting and staying away from anything that could have more calories than a carrot." You say, before holding a hand towards your mouth, eyes wide. "Oh my God, that sounded so rude, fuck!" You shake your head. "Now I cursed, I'm sorry, fuck- I mean not fuck, shit- I mean-" you whine to yourself putting your face in your hands while Jungkook laughs across from you.

"You're fine, really, it's okay." He reassures. "I'm not that sensitive, and honestly, a lot of idols do be like that." He shrugs.

"Maybe? I mean, I probably shouldn't even bring that topic up. I don't wanna be nosy." You say quietly, stealing a piece of chicken from him before you freeze in your motions. "Oh God I should've asked- why am I like this?!" You scold yourself, and he smiles brightly towards you.

"You're cute, nothing wrong with it." He flirts.

You look at him a little playfully suspicious before you continue eating. "If you're aiming at getting into my pants, I might have to disappoint you, mister." You say, and his eyes widen while he stops chewing for a second. "In front of you sits a very awkward virgin that's not even sure if she even likes sex, or kissing, or anything of that nature really. I'm just putting it out there, lay my cards on the table, I guess." You shrug before taking a sip of your soda.

"May I ask why?" He wonders respectfully, wiping his fingers on a napkin close by. "I'll respect your decision, obviously. I'm just curious, I guess." He clarifies, and you shrug.

"You've got every right to be." You nod, licking your lips. "I guess every guy has always been so.. pushy with it to the point where I didn't want to do it simply just to spite them." You explain, not looking at him. "Wanted to see how they'd react if I said that I didn't want to. You know, neither kiss nor have sex. Like a test, to see if they're any good." You tell him, and he nods.

"And none ever passed the test?" He asks, making you shrug as you look at him now.

"I mean, there's one who's on a pretty good road of maybe being the first to do just that." You say, and he smiles charmingly, fingers playing with his lip ring for a second before he turns serious again.

"All jokes aside, I really am okay with that." He says. "I didn't invite you here to fuck you, nor do I ever plan on doing that. Putting up a facade to tangle you into something, I mean. I'd fuck you if you'd want me to, just to be clear here." He tells you, reaching over to steal a few sips of your drink.

"Well, you stole an indirect kiss now, so that gonna be some points added to your fuckboy-ness." You say, crossing your arms- unaware probably that he now gets a very attractive sight of your cleavage now.

"We can easily make it a direct one too, if you want." He flirts again, and you stay quiet for a second, almost making him apologize- until you actually speak again, softly.

"I mean, I wouldn't mind.." you mumble.

"You don't have to push yourself." He tells you calmly. "I'm sorry if it felt like I was trying to convince you. I'm only joking around."

"No-" you start, looking everywhere but him. "-I, don't know, I actually do wanna try it with you. See if I like it." You say. "But, you know, only if you're up for it too."

"I'd be dumb to say no to kissing a pretty girl like you." He shrugs with a boyish smile before he gets up from the floor and squats down in front of you, his hands on your knees as you're still sitting on his couch. He chuckles at your shyness a bit before he slowly leans upwards, making sure to check until the very last second for any signs of you becoming uncomfortable. But that moment never comes, and when his lips make contact with yours for a short peck, your hands find his to hold onto, making him smile into the kiss before he parts from you. "Good? You're free to say if it wasn't, I'm really cool with that." He says, and you nod.

"Never really knew what to expect from a kiss, really." You shrug. "But it's nice. I liked it." You nod.

"Wait that was your first kiss?!" He now asks, and you nod.

"Wasn't that obvious? I thought I made it obvious." You laugh, and he laughs as well.

"I mean, I understood the virgin part, but I thought, you know, a pretty girl like you would've at least been kissed before." He says, and you playfully hit his chest, making him fall dramatically on his butt.

"Oh come on now prince charming, go eat your greasy chicken." You tease, making him grin.

Yeah- he really believes he's gonna fall for you. Maybe he already has.

Either way- he doesn't mind one bit.

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