#ma'am please have mercy on me I already also love you

[brinehater]

ma'am you can't just walk up and say this to me casually

#DD2 #Dragon's Dogma 2 #DD2 Menella #ma'am please have mercy on me I already also love you #also he already has a beloved I'm sorry Menella my beloved

[kissesfrombangtanatnight]

DUI (of Love): Solo Sikoa

 "Fuck." You groan as you see the flashing blue and red lights behind you. You knew you shouldn't have been rushing to get home. Now, not only are you exhausted from a long day of work, but you also must deal with being pulled over and it didn't help that your tag was expired. You pray to the Heavens that you can get yourself out of this like many times before with your badge. Maybe you'd have healthcare worker privilege and he or she would have mercy on you. Stopping on the side of the dark highway, you park your car and wait for the officer to exit his vehicle. You go into your dashboard and pull your registration to have it readily available.

You soon watch as an officer in a dark uniform steps out of his police car and begins walking toward your car with a flashlight in hand. You roll your eyes, annoyed already. Once he approaches, he signals you to roll down your window and you do as told. You plaster a fake smile on your face trying to hide your aggravation with this man already. You were so damn ready to get home.

"Good evening officer."

"Good evening, ma'am, do you have any idea why I pulled you over?" He asks with his hands sitting along his belt next to his walkie-talkie.

Is this bitch serious? You were clearly speeding. Going 70 in a 60 and you're sure he already knew that or else he wouldn't have pulled you over. You fight the urge to roll your eyes for the umpteenth time. With a tight-lipped smile, you reply.

"Ummm, I have no idea, possibly because I was speeding. It's been a long day sir; I'm just trying to get home before this storm gets any worse." You say matter-of-factly.

"As a matter of fact, you were going 70, possibly 75 in a 60 ma'am. License and registration please." He says as if sensing your attitude. You hand him your items, which he somewhat snatched from your hand. "Hang tight ma'am." He says walking off to his vehicle.

"Asshole." You mumble.

It felt like an eternity later before he came back with your items and a notepad.

"Ma'am. After looking at your driving record, it appears this is your third time being pulled over. I wrote a speeding ticket, and this is a copy of that ticket and I need your signature on it. You are to pay the State of Florida's court cost of $500 and you have 30 days to pay-" You tried to remain calm, but with the hungry, angry, and exhausted mood you were in, you weren't having it.

"$500?!?! You can't just write me a warning? The road is empty, and a storm is coming. I'm merely just trying to make it home!"

"Thank God or else you could've wrecked and killed someone. Play with your own life, not somebody else." You gasp as you look him up and down like he's stupid.

"Boy nuh uh, who are you talking like that? You think just cause you got a lil badge you run these streets. I promise you without that lil badge you ain't shit just like the rest of these dirty ass, crooked cops."

"Ma'am, step out of the vehicle." He says stepping back.

"Oh my Gooooood!" You throw your seat belt off and step out of your car. "This has to be illegal." You say as you stand in your doctor's uniform.

"Ma'am hands against the vehicle please." You do as you're told, too tired to fight with this man.

You feel his presence behind you as he takes his large hands, which you're just now noticing are tatted up, and begins to search you. You try to fight off the sudden tingle that runs down your spine as he searches you. You look at his hands and don't see a ring on his finger; good.

"Spread your legs." Something about those words coming out of his mouth sounded erotic.

You turn your head and look over your shoulder at the officer. Now getting a good look at him, he was sexy as hell. You give him a once-over. You quickly take in his hefty, yet muscular appearance and his police uniform did no justice in hiding those big ass arms of his that were so gloriously covered in tattoos. Blonde hair peeked from under his police hat and his skin was a beautiful caramel-toned complexion.

"I said, spread your legs." He says, warm breath tickling your neck he was so close. You bite the corner of your lip as you slowly spread your legs.

His hands travel down from your arms to your breasts, to your belly, and finally down below your waist. "Stand still while I search you." You only nod. Usually, you would never do something like this with a stranger, but something in the pit of your stomach told you he was not like the others.

A moan almost slips your mouth as his hands find their way into your pants, slipping past your thong and going straight for the prize. He spreads you open with his fingers before rubbing agonizingly slow against your slippery walls. Gasping, your back automatically arches at the feel of his fingers thrusting in and out of you.

"Oh my Gooood." You moan throwing your head back.

"Mine." He groans in your ear, the words causing a shiver to run down your spine. If it felt good just having his fingers inside, you can't even begin to imagine what that dick feels like.

"Mmmm yes. Faster baby, please." You moan feeling weak in the knees as he increases his pace. You began to constrict around his fingers letting him know you were close.

"That's it baby." He praised, you couldn't see, but he had a big smirk plastered on his face. "Now cum for me." Your nails scrape against the top of your car just as he pulls his fingers away, allowing your juices to squirt everywhere. "Damn, good girl." He praises. If you weren't in such a state of euphoria, you'd be embarrassed by how your body was reacting to him already.

"Turn around baby." You stumble around to him. He presses up against you and you swear your eyes nearly bulge out of your head. He was big and long. "You're under arrest for driving under the influence and contempt of a police officer. This offense is punishable by law by means of rough sex. Anything you say, can and will be used against you if you consent." Hell yeah you were going to consent, it's ben a while since you've last been dicked down.

"Do as you please officer." You smirk as he takes out his handcuffs. You bite your lip in anticipation as he beckons you to the backseat of his car. Crawling inside, you watch with eagerness as he throws his hat to the side and begins unbuckling his belt. He's about to take off his vest when you stop him.

"Nuh uh, keep that on officer." You grin.

"As you wish."

~~~~~~~~~

You're not sure how you got into this predicament, but you were a moaning mess with his head between your legs eating you out. His wet and warm muscle felt so good against your pussy and you were sure to cum for the third time soon. He holds your thighs down with strength because you already tried to run from him the first time, you had no choice but to take this sweet torture.

"Fuck baby it's too much!" You cry as you try to close your legs and he smacks your thigh as your last and final warning.

"I'm not gone tell you again, keep your legs open while I taste you." He says staring up at you intensely.

"Oh fuck!" You yell out as he sucks on your sensitive clit harshly, while his fingers worked on you again. You feel the all too familiar rush of fluids leaving your body as you squirt all over his tongue. "SHIT!" You're weak as he lets go of your legs that feel like jelly.

Through hooded lids, you watch as he pulls his boxers down, letting his hard dick free. Your pussy instantly throbs, yearning for him. Wanting him to be deep inside you.

"No more teasin baby I need you inside me."

"Say less mama. Turn around for me." You do as he says, placing your hands on the fogged up glass. He strokes his hard dick a few times, precum leaking at the tip. He slowly starts to slide into you, inch by inch. Your back arches immediately at his sweet invasion before he starts to pump in and out of you skillfully. Your eyes nearly roll back as he begins to speed up, fucking you from behind.

"J-Joseph oh shit!" You yell out in pleasure.

"Pussy feels so fuckin good baby, damn." He groans smacking your ass as he watches where you connect. Watching with pleasure as his dick thrusts in and out of you, your pussy soaking him. He loved the wet noises your pussy was making as he fucked you deep. "Damn baby, should've told me to bring a towel. You're wet as fuck. You're taking me so well baby." He groans.

"Y-You're so fuckin deep uhhh god!"

"You like how my dick beaten down your walls baby huh? Talk to me." He says smacking your ass. You can't help but fall limp under him.

"Yes daddy, yes! F-Faster puh-please!"

'S-Shit ugh, so fuckin tight. So good. Who made you this wet baby?" He grabs you by the back of your neck pounding into you mercilessly. He closes his eyes momentarily, taking in the feel of your warm, wet, pussy.

"Y-You did! Y-Youahh! Fuck meeee!"

"Say it again. Say my name."

"J-Joseph!"

"Say it again mami."

"JOSEPH! Fuck me harder!" He was battering your g-spot now, tears forming in your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. Surely you wouldn't be able to walk in the morning.

"Cum for me baby. Soak this dick." He urges and as if on command, you cum all over him, squirting on to his abdomen and leaking beneath him. But he didn't stop there, fucking you right through your orgasm.

"Baby, shit!" You reach behind weakly trying to stop his delicious assault on your sensitive pussy. But that only encouraged him to keep going.

"Look at you baby, all fucked out. Shit, I'm bout to cum." He gripped your hips as the sounds of your sex session filled the car.

"Yeah, you gonna cum for me. Cum inside me Joseph! Give me that fuckin cum!"

"You want my cum huh? Want this nut inside you baby?"

"Yeah give it to me you fuckin asshole. Give it to me." You moan

"Fuck you. Ughhhh fuuuuck." You feel him throbbing inside you.

"Yeah daddy, cum inside this pussy! Cum inside me."

"Take it baby, take it!" You soon fill his hot cum spilling deep inside your walls. "Fuck!" He falls to your side exhausted. You look over to him with a smirk.

"Is that how you're supposed to treat a routine traffic stop officer?" He looks at you with that same smirk.

"When it's my wife........yes."

#wwe smut #solo sikoa x reader #solo sikoa smut #solo sikoa x black reader #wwe fanfiction #solo sikoa fanfiction #wwe bloodline #solo sikoa #solo sikoa fic #solo siko imagine

[gumnut-logic]

Okay so firstly asdfghjkl thank you for the welcome back it made me go like asdfghjj and second of all, omgosh the adventures of molly and her boys and sally and the whole steampunk AU I just adore it so much idek why - I mean, I do know why. It's how I can hear every tap of Scott's cane and picture John's eye and see Virgil's hands glow and the hurt from Allie not being there is so real I can't even and also the tall hat is just yes please thank you ma'am. You brought that world to life in this blaze of firey golden glowing glory and everything about your writing makes me wanna roll on the floor with happiness. I read it all back today (and yesterday actually and the day before that) and you wrote so much for me like thank you I love you.

AND THEN I JUST READ THE SUPERMAN AU AND I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF NOW I WANT TO THROW MYSELF INTO SOL. I love their three letter names and Eldest and Allie being the MOST PRECIOUS HUMAN BBY THEY MUST PROTECT and Jeff being so grey and fancy FAB AND YOU GOT A FOREHEAD BOOP IN THERE TOO AND SCOTT WORRYING and all my favourite things it's like Christmas.

ps I love you

I had to think long and hard how to reply to this amazing ask. Life interrupted me, but slowly a plan brewed.

Thank you ever so much for your kind words ::hugs you tight:: They kept me bouyant through a shitty weekend and I reread them multiple times trying to work out how to thank you for all your support.

Well, I have a beginning, so let's see where it takes us over the next few days ::glares at real life knowing that tomorrow is already a right off:: Wednesday is looking teasingly full of possibilities, so hopefully something will happen then bar any annoying interruptions.

But anyway, let's take a trip to the Fair :D

-o-o-o-

Scott shifted his shoulders under his long coat and looked up at the sky.

It was a gorgeous blue today and he would have loved nothing more than to be up in it…in any way possible.

Beyond the gates, at the far end of the fair, a great wheel was spinning slowly, its passengers enjoying the brief illusion of being airborne at its peak.

He stared at them for a moment, almost sad that they had little clue as to what they were missing.

But wish as he might, today was not the day for flying. Today was a day for Scott Tracy to represent his father at the latest technology exhibition and fair.

Stepping out of the carriage beside him, Virgil was picking at a smudge of something on his green silk waist coat. Scott had to hold back from rolling his eyes. By all that was merciful, how his brother managed to get grease on everything? If Scott was honest, the exasperation was fond rather than annoyed.

“Tuck it behind your cravat.”

Virgil looked up at him as if he had been startled out of his skin.

Scott sighed and leant on his cane as his brother fiddled further with his clothing. “It is hardly noticeable.”

“What is hardly noticeable?” Gordon appeared beside Virgil and looked his brother up and down. Alan hung behind him, eyes staring out at the fair as if all his Christmases had arrived today.

“Never you mind.” Virgil’s voice was brusque as he straightened up in his charcoal grey suit and adjusted his similarly-coloured top hat.

He made Scott conscious of his own deep blue almost black hat and he instinctively touched it, causing it to tilt just slightly down on one side.

Gordon caught the movement and grinned.

This time Scott did roll his eyes and turned away. “Be on your best behaviour today. We are representing Tracy Industries and our father. No tomfoolery.”

“Aw, ruin it, why don’t you.”

Gordon made a very good imitation of a spoilt child when he so chose to. If it wasn’t for the trust Scott had in his little brother, there would be worry. “Look sharp.”

With his brothers at his back, Scott Tracy strode into the fair.

TBC

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds #scott‌ ‌tracy #virgil tracy #gordon tracy #alan tracy #steampunk au #theoretically a one shot #but who knows with me #flyboytracy's fault

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Ma'am

Pairing: Sub! Heeseung x afab! reader

Genre: Smut

Content Warnings: Oral (m. and f. receiving)

Word Count: 0.45k words

Mellow speaks: Been a while since I wrote Hee, so this was really fun to write!! Also, it's sort of a pt. 2 to Give Me Fever, though a short one.

Tagging: @ivyvesisi @sweethyuka @yedammi @medea777

He loves it. Much more than he should, much more than he is supposed to. He had never thought he'd be one to be coerced into submission so easily, and yet, as he feels your palm brush against his cheek, warm and inviting, there's nothing he'd rather be doing more than being at your mercy.

His lips are hot against your core, making shivers run down your spine as he licks a stripe up your folds, his lips tracing an imaginary outline just as his teeth rake across your the sensitive piece of skin. You can only moan at the feeling, your nails nearly digging into his scalp as you let your hands card through his soft curls.

A hum escapes Heeseung's parted lips as he licks you again, his tongue pressing deeper and harder as he picks the pace up. "You taste so good," he moans, sucking on your clit before diving through your folds. But he stops short, his face being pulled away from your heat, harshly if I might add, when you tug on his hair, his eyes looking up to meet your fiery ones.

You're mad, he can tell as much, but what he can't tell is the reason behind your anger. His arms looped around your hips, he gently squeezes your butt, leaning forward in the hopes of being allowed to taste you again. Only that never happens, a sound of a "click" being heard as you tap your tongue against the roof of your mouth.

"You forgot to complete your sentence, boy," you drawls, letting your nails run down Heeseung's back as he bites down on his tongue, realizing belatedly what you're on to. And it's then the word "Ma'am" escapes him, your lips curling up into a smirk as you allow him to eat you out once more. His knees rub against the tiled floor, your own feet pressing down hard as you struggle to keep your balance under his touch.

Ten minutes later, however, the roles have been changed, his soft moans to be heard as your palm presses against his bare length. "P-please," he breathes, his legs shaking just a little as you lower your head down, your lips getting wrapped around his tip. Your tongue pressed flat against his flesh, you begin bobbing your head up and down to a rhythm, your teeth grazing against his cock.

In that moment, you love how pliant he is, love the way he listens to every single command of yours. The night is still young, and while he already seems at his limit every time you touch him, you just can't wait to break him completely. And you know he wants it too.

#heeseung #heeseung smut #enhypen smut #jay smut #jake smut #sunghoon smut #jay #jake #sunghoon #heeseung hard thoughts #jay hard thoughts #jake hard thpughts #sunghoon hard thoughts

[thescottpack]

Can you do a Liam dunbar smut where the reader is a hunter but is actually a werewolf and Liam finds out yk smut some what after that.

A/n: I hope you like it anon :) ps: Please guys use protection I beg you!

Warning: Smut

Liam Dunbar x Y/n

It was happening again, the hunters had returned to active in Beacon Hills and honestly it was disturbing.They had no mercy on any kind of creature and their goal was simply to defend humans. What was even more frightening was the fact that I was a hunter but also a werewolf.

Scott Mccall was the only one who knew this fact, it's actually a very complicated story of how he found out but the fact that my family was always part of the hunters and if they found out about my truth I would end up with a headshot. Scott helped me a lot, taught me many things and introduced me to many amazing people like Liam Dunbar, I would do anything for him, he is my best friend and I've learned to fight for what you love.

"Are you mad?" I asked to Liam.

"And why would I be?"

"Well, coming into the woods when Scott was very specific about telling you not to is kind of stupid don't you think?"

"Y/n, you are here with me right now."

"Because you don't listen to me, I came against my will."

"You can leave if you want, I just need to look for something before I go."

"I'm not leaving you here alone, I haven't lost my mind yet."

Liam smiled and turned to face me.

"I'm a werewolf Y/n, you are the human between the two of us."

"I'm a hunter Liam, you otherwise think with your emotions."

"Argh, sometimes your coldness makes me sad."

"Coldness?Me as your best friend I'm here in the middle of the forest to help you. Liam the hunters aren't forgiving."

"I know and I love you for it, you're the only one who listens to my crazy ideas."

I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath. "Just get this over with so we can get out of here."

"Yes ma'am!" Liam said continuing to walk until he crouched in a pile of leaves and reached out to touch it. I was looking around and when I realized Liam was screaming and had an arrow in his hand.

"What the hell is this Liam?!" I said. "Get up we need to get out of here."

We didn't even had time to take the arrow out of his hand, we found ourselves surrounded with guns pointed at us. Surprisingly my mom comes out of the shadows with three hunters. "Y/n I need you to get away from this boy." She gave me the order. I however stood in front of Liam.

"And why would i do that?" I asked my mother.

"He's a werewolf Y/n, back off before he hurts you."

"I wouldn't do that to her." Liam said.

"You act on your emotions boy, you don't know what you say."

I lowered my head and took a deep breath looking back at my mom. The words she said were the same words that came out of my mouth and sometimes I didn't think how depressing that could be.

"Mother please put down your weapons, all of you. There's no reason..."

"No reason?You're one of us, if you don't back away I'll attack anyway Y/n."

I didn't know what feeling was going through my body whether it was anger or sadness. My family would never accept me as I really was. My breath quickened as my tears ran down my eyes as I stared at the ground, I felt my claws appear and my teeth change shape. When I looked back at my mom she looked back at me confused as she lowered her crossbow for a moment.

"If you want him, you'll have to go through me first." Then I let out a roar causing my mother to raise her crossbow again.

"You...How can you?"

"It saved me mom."

"It destroyed you!" She said crying looking at me. "You will leave and never come back, if I see you again there will be no second chances."

I stared at her confused as Liam pulled my hand away causing me to clumsily run with him towards where we parked the car. Once the two of us entered Liam drove the car away as quickly as possible and when they were away from the scene he finally looked at me.I couldn't say a word, I was in shock and at the same time I knew this was going to happen. Liam took his hand off the gearshift and took my hand. Finally I notice the arrow was long gone.

"She hates me."

"No, she doesn't hate you."

"Yes she hates me, I saw in her eyes. She hates me and will make my whole family hate me too."

"Y/n if your mom hated you she wouldn't have allowed you to run away. Maybe it's just a matter of time."

I wiped the tears that had trickled down my face and I heard Liam take a deep breath and park the car.

"Come on, don't be like this.I hate to see you sad it breaks my heart. I'm here with you, we have Scott's pack we'll help you."

"I know it's just really hard to be rejected by your own mother."

"It's not like that, I don't hate you. I could never hate you for being who you are." Liam said put I his hand on my face. "You are not alone Y/n, I will always be with you."

I smiled looking into his eyes and he smiled back. "I really want to kiss you right now but I don't think it's right."

I could see in his eyes, all the love he was giving to me. I cupped his face in both of my hands and leaned in to kiss him. Liam accepted the kiss without reluctance, he tried to put his hand on my waist but the car's brake was getting in the way. What started as a slow kiss was now an insatiable kiss. Liam pulled me over so I could sit on his lap so nothing got in the way. My hands slowly slipped inside his shirt as I moved down to his neck leaving a bite. I could hear him moan softly in my ear.

"Y/n, maybe..."

"Hmm?"

"Maybe we should stop, I don't want it to look like I'm trying to take advantage of you."

"I would never have thought you would be able to do something like that Liam. I really like you no matter what happened. You said yourself you want to see me happy, I want to be happy and you are my happiness."

Liam ran his hands around my waist without taking his eyes off me. "You know that saying these things to me is cowardice." he smiled. "I like you a lot and whatever you want me to do I'll do it for you."

"Then love me, right here and now."

So without delay Liam returned to our kiss again, the heat went through my body when I felt his hands pull my shirt to remove it, I quickly helped him with this work staying now in my bra. Liam kissed my neck while he gently traced his fingers from the base of my neck to the valley of my chest. His kisses went down until his hand went up my back and released my bra removing it and throwing to the side. He kissed my breasts and I just loved the feeling. Until it was my turn to remove his shirt and I went back to kissing his neck while unceremoniously unzipping Liam's pants.

At that moment my skirt had taken the same fate as all our clothes, somewhere in the car but not on our bodies. I kissed him like I depended on it.

"Are you sure about that my love?"

"Yes Liam I'm sure." I said this already holding his member and directing it in my entrance.I slid into him slowly hearing a grunt from him. "I'm going to need your help." I said it smiling.

Liam then suddenly pulled the seat lever and pushed the seat away from the steering wheel giving more room for both of us making me move involuntarily on him causing me to let out a moan making him laugh. Liam kissed me again holding my waist while I held his shoulders. He started moving my waist at a steady pace. Until I wrapped my arms around his neck and he hugged around my waist.

"I need more."

Liam moaned into my mouth and helped me increase my speed. At this point it was already raining outside and the car was all locked, now with the windows were all fogged up, it was a remote road and the chances of someone passing by were minimal.

"Babe I really need you to cum with me." Liam said putting a hand between us and finding my sensitive spot.

"Fuck Liam."

"You're close aren't you? I can feel you squeezing me."

It didn't take long to my whole body felt invaded by a wonderful feeling, my mouth went towards his shoulders leaving a bite trying to control all the electricity that passed through my body and soon I felt Liam coming inside me.

Trying to control our breathing I laid my head on his neck while he had his head in the car seat.

"We should have done this before." Liam said.

I smiled. "Definitely."

"You're coming home with me today and tomorrow we'll talk to Scott, deal?"

"Deal."

#liam dunbar smut #liam dunbar #liam dunbar x reader #liam dunbar imagine #teen wolf smut #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf imagines

[lubdubsworld]

City Lights . ( Namjoon x OC)

Pairing : OC x Kim Namjoon.

Genre : Angst. Romance.

Rating 18 + 

Word Count : 2900

Warnings :  Mature Themes , Explicit Sexual Content . Slow burn. Like slower than a snail.

Summary :

Widowed and destitute, Son Yang Mi leaves the comfort of her small , secluded  fishing village and travels to the intimidating city of Seoul with her young son. She has a plan, one that involves finding a job, getting her son into a good school and building a life for herself.

Now, three years later she has a job , working as a live in house keeper for the Kim family, specifically for the son,  Kim Namjoon, a famous rapper and producer. 

Its a job that puts a roof over her head and she’ll do anything to keep it. 

But fate has other plans.

Chapter 1 ~

Akogare (ah-koh-ga-reh)Often translated directly as a sort of frustrated “yearning”, “desire”, or “longing” .

Seoul in summer was a sight to behold. I blinked back against the bright sunlight, staring out into the stunning skyline of the city as the sun rose over it , and although it was just a little past seven in the morning, the air was warm and invigorating. The mid July sun shone down with no mercy, and there was no trace of the rain that had lashed city just the previous night.

It had been three whole years but the relief that came from breathing fresh air, untainted by the damp musk of fishing trowels and sweaty men, was still unrivalled.

I shook off the feather duster in my hand, moving to carefully clean the wicker woven chairs on the artificial lawn in the balcony. Dusting the entire condo down was a mind numbing exercise in patience, so i tried to get it out of the way, early in the morning when my son was still asleep.

At six years old, Junsu was a bright , happy child. Summer vacation meant days sleeping in and evenings spent frolicking with the other kids in the building and he was content with being alone in our small shared room, reading or playing with his toys while I went about the day’s work.

I glanced at the clock, grimacing.

It was almost eight . And although Mr. Kim wasn’t due back home for another twelve hours, I felt a little jittery and nervous.

Kim Namjoon , renowned rapper, producer, writer , poet and what not. The apartment was his but he was usually on tour, traveling all over the world to promote his book and to perform in sold out stadiums. For an A list celebrity, he was surprisingly humble.

For the past three years, him and his model fiancée  Lee Mina had spent a total of maybe seven months in the condo. They were a sweet couple, or so I’d always thought , a bit formal with each other but clearly in love . Mr. Kim was a kind, soft spoken young man and I’d never heard him raise his voice unless he was in the company of his very dear friends.

Just a little over a week ago , both of them  had left Korea for the States , the tabloids screaming about a luxurious destination wedding in the Caribbean and I had been asked to take a few weeks off . The newly weds wouldn’t be back for quite a while and they would let me know when I had to come back to the condo.

I’d been toying with the idea of visiting my in laws in Gwangyog, maybe even dropping by to see some old friends there but yesterday , Mr. Kim’s mother had given me a call letting me know her son was coming home. 

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The conversation went something like this :

Yang Mi, I hope you haven’t left yet?

No, Ma'am, I haven’t.

Joon-ah is going to be back tomorrow.

Oh, is Ms Lee arriving as well?

No, Just him He’s going to be alone.

Yes, Ma'am.

Please don’t mention anything about Mina or the wedding.

No ma'am of course not.

I’ll drop by later . Cook him something warm and filling. And make sure the house is cleaned well.

Yes, Ma’ am.

]

And that was that.

~~~~~~

It took the better part of the day to finish cleaning and setting up the house . I washed the window slats, changed the sheets, arranged the books that had been left scattered all over his bedroom. The walk-in closet was littered with a bunch of his clothes and I made sure his gym bag was stocked with fresh towels, spare clothes and his favorite head and wrist bands. 

For someone so careful and calculated, he was really quite a messy man. 

i did his laundry, making sure he had ample clothes at least for another two weeks, creasing the handkerchiefs and carefully removing lint from his jackets. 

I also carefully sorted out the feminine clothing from the laundry and from the cupboard, folding them neatly and placing them in the lowest shelf of the closet, where he wouldn’t find them. It wasn’t hard, hiding traces of his fiancee from the condo, because it had never really been her home. other than a few spare pieces of underwear and a couple of t shirts and skirts, there weren’t many articles of clothing belonging to Ms. Lee. 

But I still got rid of the bobby pins and hair ties, the spare lip gloss and mascara.

Junsu spent the entire day in our room, reading and drawing, only venturing out every few hours to grab a snack. I left him with his drawing tab ( a gift from Mr. Kim for his 5th birthday )  and his favorite book, asking the security guard at the end of the hallway to keep an eye on the door, while i went out to buy groceries.

Lots of meat, no sea food, healthy snacks and high protein fiber bars. I stocked up on sauces and bought a fresh batch of eggs, oranges and grapes . Mrs. Kim had sent a large amount of kimchi a few weeks ago and that was still in the pantry.

i stopped for a second, staring around at the almost deserted store. Most of the other housekeepers shopped at the bigger, more exclusive store on the other side of the residential complex. But Mr. Kim had a very selective palette, which meant that I had to be very particular about the brands i bought.

When i came back home at around six, Junsu was on the floor in the living space and i felt my heart jump in panic.

“Baby!! I’ve told you not to come out here when I’m not home!” I protested bleakly and he pouted.

“I need to show you my gift for Mr. Kim!!” He said softly. I smiled moving to put away the groceries and glancing at the clock. It was a little past six. I had to call Yungyu.

“Did you draw him something ? “ I asked curiously, checking to see if the beer shelf was stocked. probably should have done that before going out for the groceries, I thought regretfully.

“Yeah! Look!!” Junsu held his tab out and my heart dropped.

For a six year old, Junsu drew very well. And there was really no mistaking the very obvious wedding scene on the screen.

Oh, Good God.

“ That looks amazing honey.” I said gently. “ But, I heard that Ms Lee isn’t coming over this time..”

Junsu frowned.

“Why?”

“Well, I’m not sure. But remember how we spoke about saying the right things? When something upsets someone, we do not bring it up.” I reminded him gently. My son hesitated but nodded.

“Okay. I’m sorry. “ He said softly.

“No baby, its not your fault. It’s just that we want Mr. Kim to be happy right? We don’t wanna upset him...”

He smiled at that.

“When he’s happy, his dimples come out.” He said with a giggle. I laughed.

“yes they do... So let’s try and get those dimples out as often as we can alright? Why don’t you show him that picture you drew of yeontan the other day? He’ll really like that....”

“Okay...but i need to go color it!” Junsu yelled, already running back into our room. I watched him go before reaching for the phone and dialing, Yungyu, the chauffeur.

“Are you on the way here? ” i said briskly.

“Just starting from home...” Yungyu muttered, “ I’m supposed to be on vacation now! Why is he coming back so soon?” 

“Just hurry up !! We can’t keep him waiting!!” I said sharply, before hanging up. 

I made a quick check of all the rooms, filling up water bottles for his gym routine in the morning and stashing them in the fridge before moving to get dinner started. 

i set the water on boil for the stew, before moving to peel cucumbers for the salad. I chopped the cucumber , along with some fresh cherry tomatoes . I watched the water boil, thinly slicing an onion and adding it to the bowl as well. The dressing was pretty simple,  soy sauce, rice vinegar, honey and sesame oil . I sprinkled some sesame seeds on the bowl, used the salad tongs to give the whole thing a nice toss and set it aside. 

I braised the chicken first , peeling and chopping potatoes and carrots to add to the stew . In a few minutes, the rich smell of lightly spiced chicken and garlic and perilla  leaves began filling the kitchen and I turned on the rice cooker as well. 

The door bell rang at six forty and i opened the door to reveal Yungyu. 

I grabbed the keys to the Palisade, handing them over to him.

“Did you hear?” He whispered urgently.

I frowned.

“What?”

“They say Mr. Kim called off the wedding!” He whispered, wide eyed. 

I glared at him.

“Who told you that?” i demanded...

“Seojoon from the gate said-”

“Why don’t you ask Seojoon from the gate to mind his own damn business?” I snapped. 

Yungyu looked suitably chastised. i felt a little bad. Yungyu was still young and curiosity was hardly a sin. 

“His flight lands at eight exactly. Hurry okay?” I said with a smile, ruffling his hair.

He brightened, peering over my shoulder into the house.

“Where’s the little one?” He asked curiously.

“ Painting something for Mr. Kim... Go ahead, hurry up.” I shooed him away, locking the door behind him. I fixed a plate of food for Junsu and sent him to eat, before moving to check on the stew. +

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By the time eight thirty rolled around I had the table set and ready. I washed my face quickly in the small bath attached to our room , making sure I was dressed well. Junsu wasn’t allowed in the main house unless Mr. Kim specifically asked for him and my son usually stayed in. 

Junsu and I stayed in a bedroom , not large by any means but big enough for a queen sized bed, a table and chair for Junsu and small dresser where I kept a comb and a tube of night cream. I stared at my face, licking my lips as I smoothed my hair out. 

I glanced at the bed. 

Junsu was asleep , having dozed off while coloring his picture and I carefully extracted the tab from under his fingers, moving him around to lay on the soft pillows. I tucked him in gently, brushing the hair off his face. 

“In peace , I will lie down to sleep, for You alone will let me rest in safety.” I whispered gently against his forehead, kissing the soft skin. I felt my lips wobble , a debilitating wave of affection flooding me as the sweet scent of my baby, filled my senses.

 I would die for you, I thought fiercely, kissing him again. 

The sound of the front door opening made me jump. 

Swearing, i smoothed the fabric of my skirt, running to the kitchen. 

“Thank you for picking me up Yungyu, I’m sorry you had to cut short on your vacation.” Mr. Kim’s deep voice filled the hallway and I quickly grabbed a glass, filling it with water and placing it on the dinner tray.

“Not a problem, Sir. “ Yungyu’s cheerful voice responded.

“How are you going home?” Mr. Kim asked. 

“I’ll take the bus.”

A pause and then, 

“Here’s some cash. Get a cab.” 

I could hear the relief in Yungyu’s voice as he let out a , “ Thank you sir.” 

I fixed his plate carefully, the bowl of rice, the bowl of chicken stew, and the salad neatly arranged next to the napkin and the chopsticks. I heard him move across the condo, the sound of his suitcases as he wrestled them towards his bedroom and I frowned. Yungyu should’ve have brought those in for him. 

I finished reheating all of the food and carefully carried the dinner tray to the bedroom. 

Mr. Kim’s bedroom was right at the end of the hallway and the door was open. The full length mirror on the opposite wall showed him sitting on the small couch in his room, legs spread and elbows resting on his knees as he ran his fingers through his hair. 

I raised my hand, ready to knock on the wood. 

“Fuck!” He shouted, kicking out at the coffee table with enough force to send the furniture skidding half way across the room. 

I froze in the hallways stunned. 

“You’re such a fucking fool , Namjoon !!” He muttered angrily and I swallowed, turning on my heel and quickly walking back to the kitchen. 

Maybe I ought to wait till he asked for dinner.

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He didn’t ask for dinner. 

I stayed sitting on the floor of the kitchen, waiting and lightly dozing as I heard him talk to his parents on the phone. I heard him open the liquor cabinet in his room, the sound of ice sloshing against glass, the sound of whiskey being poured carefully and i sighed. 

I had to get to bed. It was already a little past eleven. 

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Sometime in the night, I woke up sweating.... 

Wondering what woke me up, I blinked groggily, glancing at Junsu. He was still sound asleep. 

Sighing, I climbed out of the bed, carefully making my way to Mr. Kim’s room, peering in carefully. 

He was asleep on the sofa.

I stared at the way his long legs stretched over the armrest, his lean hips twisted to accommodate his broad shoulders on the couch and I winced. He was definitely going to regret that in the morning. 

I stared at the half empty bottle of whiskey on the table and sighed, moving to take off his shoes carefully. He didn’t stir. 

I grabbed a pillow from the bed, carefully lifting his head and slipping it under. I placed a comforter over his shoulders, pulling it down to cover his legs. 

Force of habit almost made me brush his hair off his forehead but I stopped myself. 

The clock on the wall read three fifty am. God, I was going to feel terrible tomorrow. I carefully tip toed out, shutting the door behind me

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I picked the comforter from the floor, carefully folding it and placing it on the bed, before grabbing the empty bottle of whiskey and glass . i could hear the shower running. The curtains were still drawn in and I tugged on the strings to get them to open. Sunlight spilled in through the floor length windows. The bed wasn’t slept in, so I opened the closet to grab a couple of towels, laying them on the bed for him. 

The bathroom door opened and i quickly straightened, wanting to race out of the room but it was too late. Thankfully he was dressed,  a pair of loose sweats and a loose t shirt . He was running a towel through his hair and his face brightened at the sight of me. 

“Yang Mi! You’re here....” He said cheerfully. 

“Good morning sir.” I said softly, offering him a small smile. 

He smiled brightly, hair damp and dimples deep. The white t shirt he had on was almost fully soaked through and he shook his head, sending stray water droplets all over the place, a few landing on my cheeks. 

“I didn’t see you last night...” He said casually, moving to drop the wet towel in the hamper, grabbing one of the fresh ones I’d laid on the bed. 

“I thought you would like your privacy sir, you looked exhausted.” 

He smiled.

“ Thank you for the blanket and the pillow by the way. And the shoes.” 

I bowed quickly.

“I’ll get your breakfast done, sir.” I bowed again before quickly getting out. 

I moved to the kitchen grabbing the oranges I’d got the previous day . Mr. Kim wasn’t fond of traditional korean dishes in the morning. He preferred freshly squeezed juice and toast, sometimes with an omelet perhaps. 

I fixed his breakfast quickly, setting it all in the tray . He was still moving around in the bedroom and I heard him drag his worktable to the windows, which meant he was going to stay in the bedroom. 

Pouring his coffee into a cup, I carefully picked up the breakfast tray , moving to his room slowly. 

I used my foot to knock on the door.

After a pause of a few seconds, 

“Come in Yang Mi!”

I carefully moved to the small table in front of the couch, placing the tray right in front of him. The scent of his body wash, green apple and strawberries, hit me hard. 

“Where’s Junsu?” He asked casually.

“Still asleep sir. It’s Summer so school’s out.” I smiled, grabbing his phone from the table to make space for his tray. 

The phone buzzed just as I was about to place it back down and I blinked.

 Mina calling.......

 I swallowed, not sure what to do, placing the phone down quickly.

“Uh..you have ...” I waved vaguely at the device before bowing again and moving back. 

“close the door on your way out, Yang Mi...” He said gently and I quickly obeyed. 

I moved to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee for myself. I stayed leaning over the counter and even through the locked door, I could hear him . 

“Just don’t call me Mina...i don’t want to talk about this!!!” 

I swallowed, glancing out of the window again. It was a bright, clear morning. 

A second later, the door to his bedroom slammed open and he stormed out. I watched him from my spot in the kitchen, his fists clenched as he rushed out to the front door.

The door shut behind him and I exhaled. 

Once I as done with my coffee, I moved to his room to clear the breakfast tray. His phone was still on the table.

It began ringing again just as I left the room. 

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"Mrs. Kim.” i said respectfully, bowing . She gave me a short smile.

“Where’s Namjoon? I’ve been calling him for the past hour.” She pushed past me into the house and I bit my lips.

“He went out about an hour ago. He left his phone behind.” I explained.

She stopped, sighing. 

“Fine, I’ll wait for him. “ She moved to sit on the couch, glancing around the room. 

“Should I get you something ma'am?” I asked softly and she smiled.

“Get me a glass of lemonade, Yangmi.” She said brusquely and i nodded, running to the kitchen. 

“Did Mina come over?” She called out as I got the lemons out of the cooler.

“No ma'am.” i replied.

“Did she call?” 

  I remembered the phone ringing, how upset it had made Namjoon, how he had stormed out.

“I don’t know ma'am!” I said softly. 

She nodded.

“Okay. You can leave.” She said quietly. i bowed and went back into the kitchen. 

I peered out of the window as I fixed her a glass , and my eyes fell on a familiar figure, coming back in through the front gate. Even from this distance there was no mistaking the long legs and messy blonde hair. 

I bit my lips, mind racing.

 Mrs Kim and her son had a volatile relationship, to say the least. 

And something told me that Mr. Kim was probably not in the right frame of mind to argue with his mother, now. The man was upset but apparently, neither his mother nor his ex fiancée understood that. instead of giving him space they were hounding him. 

I hesitated for a second  before making a quick decision. 

I grabbed the tray with her lemonade and moved to her quickly.

“Thank you.” She said sharply. “ Turn on the Air Conditioner for me, will you?” 

I fumbled with the remote, grabbing his phone from the table , turning it on before moving to the front door and rushing out. 

I almost ran into him as he came out of the elevator , and i jerked back stumbling a bit to stop myself from crashing into his chest. He let out a , ‘ Whoa, “  his hands reaching out to grip my elbows. 

“Careful. What’s wrong?” He asked gently and I swallowed.

“Your mother’s here.” I said quickly, “ Sir.” 

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned. I swallowed.

“You can leave.” I blurted out. “It’s Tuesday. She has her charity work meeting at ten. Its almost nine. She won’t stay long....” 

His eyes met mine, lips parting in surprise. 

“I really can’t meet her now.” He said apologetically.

I nodded.

“Of course, I understand , sir. Just be back in an hour , she’ll be go-”

The elevator buzzed , the doors nearly closing over my shoulders and I flinched. He swore and stuck his arm out to keep it open. 

I stared at him before holding his phone out.

“Here you go sir. “ 

He chuckled taking it from me and shaking his head.

“i feel like a kid, sneaking away from my mom.” His eyes reached mine, twinkling, “ Who would’ve thought the quiet, timid Yang Mi would be my partner in crime. “ 

I didn’t reply, just smiled. 

And then he hesitated. “ Is Junsu awake?”

I blinked.

“Uh...yes sir,...he’s playing in the park downstairs with the other kids.”

“Great... Would you mind if i take him out for ice cream?”

I stared at him. 

“Oh..uh...of course not. Sure.. I mean.. he’ll love that... Sir. Thank you.. You don’t have to -”

“Consider it thank you for helping me with my mother.” He smiled again and i found myself staring at his dimples again. i swallowed. 

“in that case, he loves butter scotch.” I smiled. 

The dimples appeared and i bit my lips. 

“Thank you Yang Mi.” He said slowly. 

“Yes, Sir.” 

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Author’s Note : Finally a hyungline fic !!! ugh... I’ve been wanting to write a Namjoon fic for ages and I really hope you guys will like this one :’( Feedback is much appreciated. 

#namjoon smut #namjoon au #namjoon hot #namjoon fics #namjoon x reader #namjoon fic #bts smut #bts fanfics #bts au #bts fics #houseofddaeng

[fallout-drabbles-n-stuff]

Pining/romanced companions react to a sole who got stuck in the oddest place in the most awkward position + helping them out but it involves some awkward touching and positioning! (Ps i love reading your blog, always makes my day 😁❤)

(Thank you so much for your patience, lovely!)

Cait:

"Ha! Oh wait, I'm sorry- I shouldn't laugh atcha. Don't give me that look, I'll get you out- just...wish I had me one of those working cameras."

Her automatic way of deflecting her awkward feelings was by trying to use humor.

Despite that, she is honestly pretty chill with the situation. Cait herself has very little shame, so the very most she would feel is discomfort in fear of overstepping some of your bounds with the way she has to touch you.

Curie:

"Sacrebleu! Are you alright? Can you still move all of your limbs..? Just, remain calm madam/monsieur, I'll go get help!"

Her first priority is to make sure that you can safely be released- not even once thinking of the inevitable.

She of course is aware of her feelings towards you, being practically slammed with them each and every time you smile at her. However that feeling of pining doesn't interfere with her ability to ensure your well being. All feelings put aside, she will not rest until she has you out.

Danse:

"....*curses under his breath*...Don't worry soldier, I'll have you out in no time."

Wouldn't it have been nicer just to have shot him in the foot? Danse surely thought so. Once he assessed you and found that you were physically okay, his gut would clench up with nerves- having realized what his next step would be.

It was so silly, he was a grown man- a Paladin for Pete's sake, and he was reluctant to grasp you in such a way just because of his feelings for you. For this, he would later ridicule himself.

He's absolutely dead  whenever he realizes that at one point he has to stand directly in front of you to free you, inadvertently putting your face close to his crotch. Yes, his souls just completely leaves his body after that.

Deacon:

"Shit, well- let me go get the oil and we'll see what we can do."

No. Just no.

Deacon doesn't like being touched himself, so holding you in such a light as well combined with his general discomfort for human contact leaves him in a very tough predicament.

He isn't kidding. He will go get the oil goddamnit.

Gage:

"Woah, must be my lucky day! That's quite the nice view you're providin' boss. Hey, I'm just joking.."

He's not.

Gage knows better than to overstep his bounds..but he also knows when a glorious opportunity presents itself.

If only for a moment, he will unashamedly take in the view before -quite terribly- attempting to force you out of whatever you are stuck on.

Hancock:

"Well well, this sure is one heck of a pickle you've gotten yourself stuck in...heh, not funny? Too soon? Well never mind that then, sit tight."

Hancock? Uncomfortable with touching someone? Please.. Okay, maybe he is a little nervous about doing it to you, but that doesn't mean he is going to show it one little bit.

He'll play it cool, get you free in no time.

Macready:

"Hey boss...you do know that this wasn't a part of the route, right? I'm just joking, sheesh. Relax, I'll um, well, I'll try.."

Does he seem like he's doing good? Because internally? He's a hot mess.

Macready is pretty immature, so the mere thought of having to touch you mad position you in suggestive ways makes him both chuckle and blush like an idiot. Had you been anyone else, he probably just would've said "tough luck."

Maxson:

"Fuck.."

He didn't even mean to say something so brash, it being "unbecoming" of someone in his position to do so. In his defense, he couldn't think straight after seeing you in such a compromising position- his mind torn between thinking of how screwed you both were if you were ambushed..and how he'd have to pull you out of your position by some rather unfavorable means. Well...he wouldn't mind them too much.

Nonetheless, Arthur ends up fumbling terribly and making a fool out of himself more than he already had.

Nick:

"Dear heavens, okay kiddo, I need you to stay calm and still.."

Those feelings he harbors for you play no device in this. All he knows is that he needs to get you free.

Old Longfellow:

"Now how in the blazes did you wind up like that? No wonder you were taking so long cap'n, heh, I'm just pulling your leg.....literally."

Gets a kick out of it, not even thinking about the fact that he was actually going to have to maneuver you around-

However he is no child, he's touched plenty of ladies/men in his lifetime. But..feelings do complicate things, don't they?

Piper:

"For the love of everything good.."

She's totally cursing herself at this point, only to look down and blush when she realizes you thought she was making a remark towards your current predicament. Afterwards she'd make a huge deal about telling you that isn't at all what she meant and how sorry she was...rambling so much that you current position is lost on her until you give an irate "ahem".

Preston:

"Oh damn, um, just let me know...*starts trailing off* if I need to stop..."

Oh god, oh fuck..why did he just say that?!?!

He instantly is reduced to a bumbling mess. His usual smooth charisma being reduced down to the equivalent of a super mutant's.

Please have mercy on him. He might even make himself get stuck too..

Sturges:

"Shucks, uhhh- dontcha worry one bit, I'll get ya out of there."

He doesn't know whether to think himself lucky or cursed.

He's had his fair share of being stuck himself, so he at least knows how to move you around just in case that was an issue. That being said, he can't get the vision of your forced position out of his head no matter how hard he might try.

X6-88:

"How do you even manage to do these kinds of things? Never mind that ma'am/sir, remain as still as possible."

By nature, X6 is unreadable. His emotions hardly ever seem to surface, this predicament brings forth no exceptions.

Even if on the inside he is doing a little victory dance.

#fallout 4 #fallout #fo4 companions #paladin danse #fallout companions #elder maxson #danse #porter gage #curie #deacon #arthur maxson #cait #hancock #x6 88 #brotherhood of steel #macready #piper wright #nick valentine #fo4 #preston #preston garvey

[dylanxmin]

good for me ∣ jjk

pairing; jeon jungkook x reader 

genre; smut, slight fluff 

rating; m 

warnings; oral (m&f), sub!jungkook, dom!reader, unprotected sex(pls use protection), noona kink, masturbation, use of panties, tying, pet names, slight orgasm denial, mention of cheating,,

word count; 1.6k 

summary; jungkook gets caught while jerking off,, 

a/n; heyo!! i know it’s not long but this fic was in my wip list, and i don’t even know why,,, hope you’ll enjoy reading this, love y’all ♡

Today had been a highly tiring day for your body and your mind, as you opened the apartment door, sliding inside is the best thing you did. The last promotion came with a bunch of new responsibilities besides a higher salary, and you didn't know if its a good or a bad thing anymore. On the contrary to the daily greetings that you get from your boyfriend, you greeted by the dark apartment. Your eyes narrowed immediately as you feel annoyed by this, uncertainties made you uncomfortable, and your boyfriend already knew not to do this to you yet, here you are looking at your dark apartment with a confused gaze. 

''Jungkook, honey?'' you ask at emptiness, not really waiting for an answer but still, it's the best thing you can do. You drop your purse and jacket on the floor, heading to your corridor to check on your boyfriend while looking at your phone to check if you missed any calls or messages from him. However, you didn't get a call or a text from him, just like you thought. Before you dial his number, you hear a little groan from your bedroom, where the slight flare hitting your corridor's walls. You tiptoed to see what was going on there and trying to get yourself ready for a scene that would tear your heart apart, rather, your eyes catch your boyfriend, who sits on the edge of your bed, jerking off with your midnight blue panties on his hand. 

Yes, maybe he wasn't cheating on you, but this didn't make everything alright for you, but you can't lie about getting turn on by the view you see. Your mouth waters by hearing his soft moans, and you couldn't help but imagine him under you, moaning just like now. Your thirst was unbearable to hold back, so you pushed the door and made him flinch with the voice. His doe eyes open wide, hand slowing his pace on his arousal. You like how his cheeks blushed, lips parted letting a whisper out. You like this view, even adore to see him when he acts shy around you, just like a little puppy. 

''Baby, I... I thought that you were going to leave work late again,'' he pants innocently. You believe his words, but that also doesn't make everything alright. The corner of your mouth quirked up, now his hand completely stopped. ''as you didn't give me a call about leaving early,'' you feel greedier as he speaks, his plump lips spark your hunger, every time he licks them to moist. Another way to moist those thick lips occurs to the corner of your mind, and you start to walk over him, to ease your ache. 

''Let's use these lips for something other than talking, huh?'' you whisper at his face, after bending over to equalize your heights, holding his chin up with your forefinger. His eyes get even bigger, and you can hear his slow gulp inches away from him. 

''Good boy,'' you say after he nods his head eagerly, licking his lips once again, only to make you suffer. You let out a hiss and without wasting a minute, your hands reach down the tail of his shirt. To your luck, he was only wearing his shirt, and you have a great way to use it. 

''Hands up,'' he puts his hands in the air, right after you said, eyes darting over your body, you could feel how he needs to relax as his dick flinches from the touch of your fingers on his stomach. You tie him with his shirt on the wrist, arms standing on the air, probably going to hurt after a couple of minutes, but both of you liked the pain. Both at causing and receiving. 

''Now, I want you to lay back, and hold yourself while I'm riding your pretty face,'' you lean on him to put a kiss on his lips, the other thing you been waiting to do all day long. ''and I'm keeping the panties, okay?'' you add, after breaking your kiss. 

''Y-yes Ma'am,'' he says under his breath, eyes still eating you from head to toe. Your heart warms with the sight of him and his eagerness, but it's too soon to have mercy on him, so you push him with your forefinger by his chest. His dick hits his stomach, at the same time his back meets with the silk sheets. 

Before you take your place above his face, you lean on his dick, only to tease him with your breaths, fingertips move up and down on his thick thighs. You touch down his thigh with your teeth, causing him to flex his abs under your sight. Your fingers wrap his fat length, stealing your name from his lips. 

''You like that baby? You want more?'' he holds his head up, eyes burning with desire, answering your offer by nodding. Your panties soaking wet by your dripping cunt, but you wanted to play with him. ''Oh, is that so?'' you tighten your grip on his dick, moving up and down. 

''Noo...na!'' he lets out a sob after you wrap your tongue on his dick, encircling around his member, hearing your name slipping from his lips. It wasn't hard to understand that he would cum right before you enter the room, as his precum fills your mouth. You grab his balls, rubbing them, and squeeze them slightly, to hear his begs more. 

''Y/N... I'm c-close,'' he warns you before you take your hands from him, and he starts to whine, struggle under you. You start to kiss his stomach, take a track up to his neck, continuing to tease him with your nails by diving his flesh. When you reach his face, you see how he shuts his eyes tightly, and you let out a soft chuckle. 

''It's my turn,'' you part your legs to adjust yourself above his face, and your eyes met right before his tongue touches your entrance. You slide your panties aside while his tongue playing your entrance, with the warm affection, you let your head fall back. You move your legs by leaning him, nails dig into his chest. 

''R-right there, Kookie!'' you let out a loud moan when his tongue fills you, forcing to go deeper. You reach down to his dick when you move your hand, his moan causes a vibration on your nook, and you cry out once again. ''S-so good, baby,'' you continue to praise him, but when his tongue finds your clit, you shut your eyes. 

You could only moan above him, while his tongue sucking, nipping your clit, tormenting you with every tongue move, and you feel that you're dragging to your edge. Your stroke gets sloppier when an impulsive joy fills your lower stomach. 

''Kook, stop baby,'' you get up from his face, ''I want to come around your dick, honey,'' you reassure him, as his puppy eyes staring at you. His face dripping your wetness, licking his lips to collect your ruins. A shiver heads over to your spine, the sight of him is so rousing for you at the moment, and you couldn't wait for another minute to take your place over his dick. 

''You are such a good boy for me, aren't you?' he takes a deep breath, chest goes up and down rapidly, ''I need you to fill me up, baby. I have been dreaming of this all-day. You can do that, don't you?'' you bend your head to your left a bit, waiting for his answer before taking his cock deep in you. 

''Yes. Yes, please,'' his needy voice is your last drop, and you take him slowly, feeling every inch of him. ''Ahh, you are so tight Y/N,'' you hear your wetness as his cock stretching you, open you wide and fills you well. You take a moment before moving your hips. 

''You... y-you fill me so well... honey,'' your words cut by your moves. Both of you start to moan as you rock your hips at his, bouncing on him. Every move, every touch of him causes you great bliss. And you let your head fall back once again when the tip of him reaches your g-spot, heart pounding as the delight hits your core. 

You keep your moves above him, watching him flex under you, thighs tenses with your rapid moves. Jungkook holds himself hard not to touch your boobs, as they bouncing with your every move under his sight, but he knows that you won't let him, so he holds himself back. His ends getting closer just like you, both of your eyes slightly shut because of the intense pleasure. 

''Noona, I-I want... to come,''  his almost crying voice, and his dick touching your sweet spot with every thrust, take you to your climax. 

''Come with me Kookie,'' your body trembles above him, both of you moans loudly as your cums meets, and dripping by your legs. You move your body while he still cums in you with the last drop of your strength, stinging yet, pleasing euphoria fills in you. You lay right beside him, your heavy breaths filling the quiet room. 

''Let me take that shirt,'' you reach his wrist to take the shirt, and he lets a groan when you take it, moves his shoulder to ease the pain. ''Am I too hard on you?'' you kiss his forehead, your heart softens. 

''I'm okay, baby,'' he smiles to reassure you, taking you into a hug, and kisses you by the hair. ''But, we need to get clean up,'' he whispers between his breaths, as you both feeling worn out from the intense scene. He helps you to get up, turning the water on, and prepares the bath for you two, while you watching his naked ass. 

A light of lust heading to your lower part and your mind already getting busy with the new things you had on your mind, only for your good boy. 

#heartsforbts #bangtanhq #goldenclosetnet #bangtanarmynet #btsgoldnet #btswritingcafe #btswriterscollective #bts scenarios #bts smut #jeon jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #sub jungkook #dylanxmin

[iamknicole]

New Kid on the Block

Family Ties AU // Bloodline Family Series AU

After her first day of work, Haleigh showered and laid in her bed texting her aunt and her friends. She was tired but still a little excited. The job wasn't bad, it was laid back and they let her eat there so she wasn't complaining. A knock at her door made her groan inwardly.

"Come in!"

The door opened and the girl stepped in looking around. She picked up Haleigh's iPad messing with it. "Looks like you've settled in quite nicely."

Haleigh got up and snatched her iPad away then went to lie back on her bed. "Yeah. Can I help you with something?"

"Seeing if you want to come and watch a movie with me. Ms. Pearl said that you like scary movies."

"No thank you. I have work in the morning."

Tianna raised a brow, "You don't like us or something? You don't talk or do anything with us."

Looking away from her phone, Haleigh stared at Tianna. "I watched TV with yall last night."

"Only cause we asked Ms. Pearl to ask you. What's your deal? What got you kicked out for that you gotta be here?"

"Don't wanna talk about it."

Nodding, Tianna went to sit on her bed beside her legs smiling a little. "I get it. I heard it was really bad. You was a bad girl back in Florida, huh?" She laughed pushing Haleigh's leg.

"If that's what you heard then sure. I'm not interested in clearing anything up." Haleigh shrugged moving her legs away. "Anything else?"

"Okay, touchy subject I get it," Tianna admitted. "I saw Tony talking to you. He's cute, huh?"

"If you're into that," Haleigh said dismissively.

"Eeh, not my type. I also saw Ardian picked you up this morning. You like him?"

Haleigh chuckled under her breath. She realized what it was Tianna truly wanted. "We work together, he was being nice."

"You like him?"

"I don't know him," Haleigh answered flatly.

Tianna smiled then cleared her throat. "Oh okay cause I was gonna say that you should probably stay away from him. He's bad news."

"Bad news in what way?" Haleigh asked not buying it but humored her.

"Bad attitude, rude, mean. I've seen him beat people up with no mercy for no reason. That's why no one talks to him."

"Hmm," she hummed nodding. "Let me guess ... you like him."

Tianna shrugged, "Not really important. Just want you to be careful. You're new, don't want anyone to take advantage of you."

Haleigh watched her leave then got up to lock the door. She may have been a lot of things but stupid and slow weren't one of them. Those were her brother's trait. She got under her covers and called Morgan.

"What's up, Hae?"

Haleigh sighed, "Nothing. Sick of all these girls in here. Well ... not all but some of them. Ugh, I hate it."

"What happened? Please whatever you do, don't fight them. Your parents already sent you away once," Morgan stressed. "They might send you to the detention center."

"I'm not. Fighting is partially what got me here and us in trouble. Well not unless they hit me first. One of them came in here tryna be all nice but she really just wanted to subtly tell me to stay away from this boy she likes." Haleigh scoffed. "Like is it really that serious?"

"What boy? You never told me about any boy? Wait the one that made you miss the van?" Morgan asked.

Haleigh sighed, "No, not him. A classmate. He walked me home to help me get away from the other boy. And we work together now."

"He walked you home? Oooh ... he cute? You like him?"

"Is that really the question at hand?"

Morgan laughed. "It actually is. So?"

"Fine," she laughed softly, "He's cute. And I don't know him yet so I dunno if I like him."

"That means you like him," Morgan teased laughing loudly then cussed softly. "Ma'am? On the phone ... uuh with Hae ... yes ma'am."

"She's making you get off the phone, isn't she?" Haleigh asked sadly.

Morgan sighed, "Yeah. Said it's past my weekend bedtime. Sorry, girl."

"I'm sick of this punishment stuff," Haleigh groaned. "I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow. Love you, Morg."

"You and me both. Love you too. Tell me about him tomorrow."

The next morning Haleigh got up early to grab two breakfasts to take with her. She made sure to text Ardian to let him know not to cook then waited out on the steps for him. When he pulled up, she jogged to the car before he could get out and got in. He stared at her as she put her seat belt on then went in her bag.

"Good morning, braceface," she greeted looking up and over at him, "Did I do something wrong?"

"I was gonna open the door for you."

Haleigh smiled a little bit. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. Next time I'll let you do it."

He nodded pulling off. "It's alright. Don't worry about it."

"No, seriously. It obviously bothered you so I won't do it again. Okay?"

Again he nodded. Haleigh sat back in her seat thinking for a second. She didn't want to upset the only friend she had here. It was nice not being alone in the new place. She poked his cheek a few times until she saw him start to smile.

"Is that a smile I see?" She laughed softly.

Ardian moved her hand away chuckling. "No. Stop."

"That is a smile," she smiled poking again. "Don't fight it."

Despite himself, Ardian smiled wide and laughed a little. He never smiled around anyone that wasn't related to him but he felt comfortable enough around Haleigh. Content with the moment, Haleigh put her hands back in her lap.

"I got us breakfast bowls. Grits at the bottom, eggs, crumbled sausage, crumbled bacon and potatoes on top. Ms. Cathy makes the best food. And I got us orange pineapple juice," she told him with a smile.

He glanced over at her then turned into the parking lot. "That's why you told me not to cook. Thank you, I appreciate that. It sounds good."

"You're welcome, braceface. I would've cooked but we're not allowed to be in the kitchen. We only have a fridge and a pantry with a microwave in it," Haleigh shrugged. "Maybe someday I'll be able to cook something for you...for us."

Ardian parked his car and cut it off. "What all can and can't you do at the group home?"

Haleigh chuckled passing him his breakfast and juice. "For the fiftieth time, girls home, braceface. We have to be on time for breakfast, lunch and dinner in the dining hall. Snack is optional. We have to go to school. If we get in trouble too many times or for something bad at school then we could get kicked out. Umm ... no fighting, arguing, stealing in the house. No boys allowed in the house. All the girls 16 and up have to get a job."

"My bad. But that's a lot, I guess you get used to it," Ardian shrugged mixing his food. "So what can you do?"

"We have to clean our rooms and bathrooms every day. During the week, as long as our cleaning and homework is done then we can do fun things. So going in the game and TV room out going out," Haleigh explained eating some of her food. "On the weekend, we're free to do pretty much whatever. Our week day curfew is 11pm and weekend curfew is 1am."

"That's cool. You getting used to it?"

"I guess so. Not used to being around this many girls but it's okay."

The two of them sat quietly eating their breakfast together. Haleigh could tell that Ardian wanted to ask her the same question Tianna asked her the night before. But was glad he didn't ask.

"So one of the girls asked me about you."

Ardian groaned, "Who?"

"Tianna. She told me that you were bad news," she told him with a slight laugh. "Said that you beat people up for no reason."

"You believe that?"

Haleigh scoffed playfully, "Not at all. She clearly likes you, I'm not stupid."

"She been trying to get me to go out with her since like April like six months. I keep turning her down but she don't understand that. And I got into two fights because I was trying to be helpful wasn't for no reason."

Haleigh nodded finishing her food. "I believe you. She hadn't said one word to me since I got there prior to her seeing me with you. And her smile when I told her I didn't know you enough to know if I liked you told me everything."

"Yeah, she's conniving. If I could give you advice, stay away from her. She's the real bad news."

"You don't gotta tell me twice. I don't talk to many of those girls anyway, it's probably one or two. And that's only in passing."

The friends started their work day as normal. Thankfully everyone came to work so they could stick to their usual stations. Haleigh went to the kitchen to pick up an order.

"Braceface, order 223 ready yet?" She asked with a smile.

Before Ardian could answer, Tyrell did. "Who is braceface, Hae?"

"Oh uh Ardian. His nickname."

"Since when people call you that, nephew?" Tyrell asked confused.

"Oh no," Haleigh interjected, "No, not people. Just me. I call him that."

Tyrell grinned going back to the good he was cooking. "Oh okay then. Continue."

Ardian glanced at his uncle then looked at Haleigh. "Yeah, just about. You can go on and fix the drinks, I'll be done by the time you do that."

With that, Haleigh left the kitchen to fix the drinks to go along with the order. Tyrell nudged his nephew smirking.

"So now you gon admit that you like her or what?"

"I don't know her to know if I like her yet. We're getting to know each other." Ardian huffed keeping his eyes on the food he cooked.

Tyrell chuckled, "Yeah okay. I know the truth though. Why don't you take her out on a date?"

"We gon go to the candy store when we get off and ima help her with editing."

"If yall need some privacy, you welcome to bring her to my house I won't be there."

Ardian put the food into the to go plates mumbling softly. "Only because she's not allowed to have boys at the home and I don't want her to be pressured to meet grandma and grandpa. Nothing else."

"Sure, nephew. Be sure to use that Jones charm." Tyrell laughed. "You know what got her in that girls home instead of living with her aunt and uncle anyway? Ms. Pearl pretty much got delinquent girls, runaways, pregnant girls and abused girls in her home. We know she's not pregnant so, which one is she?"

Ardian shrugged. "I don't know. I'll ask her later I guess. Don't wanna force her to tell me and she's not ready."

"That's right. Get consent before anything."

#family ties au fic #bloodline family series au #ardian & haleigh

[sims4imperialhouseofmarasea]

Palace of Ulna: Minutes after the Ceremony...

Erika: So? How do you feel? You did very well my darling. And you look very, handsome in your new uniform. It is like you were meant for it.

Nathaniel: Would it be bad to say, that I don't feel any different?

Erika: No, not at all...

Nathaniel: It does make this more real than surreal though... I can't wait to get married to you...

Erika: Me too. Only a couple of months and it'll be the big day. We only have a few more meetings with Mother and everything will be all set.

Nathaniel: Excellent. Although, fair warning, I don't think I will ever get used to being call YIRH. Your Mother's aid just called me that and it felt...strange.

Erika: That is perfectly normal, and actually it makes me love you even more.

Nathaniel: Oh?

Erika: It is a comfort. That you will never let being in this family completely change who you are.

Nathaniel: Haha, that was never a danger

Erika: I know my love, I know.

Nerina: ''cough'', ''cough''. May I interrupt for a moment please? I just need a few moments...

Erika: Nerina...

Nathaniel: Ma'am th...

Nerina: Nerina, please. No formalities are needed between us...

Nathaniel: Nerina. Thank you for attending the ceremony. It meant a great deal to Erika and I...

Nerina: It was my pleasure. You did very well. I know you will do the honour justice. I... I wanted to first and foremost apologies to you, Erika. My behaviour was unacceptable and I have hated the gulf it has created between us these last few weeks. It is no way to be when planning a wedding. I wish to make amends.

Erika: Oh really.

Nerina: Yes. I also owe you an apology Nathaniel. I have made an appalling effort in both welcoming you into the family and in trying to get to know you.

Nathaniel: Thank you Nerina, but really...

Nerina: No before you saying anything, else, the apology is needed.

Nathaniel: Thank you.

Nerina: Erika did say you were very kind and modest. I see that now... Anyway. I wanted to first invite you around to dinner this weekend. The children, especially Xander, are excited to see you again. You made quite the impression on them at Christmas.

Nathaniel: We would love to...

Nerina: And, if you like Erika, I would really love to accompany you to your wedding dress fitting. I have made a call to Osiris Amethyst and Co, and should you wish it, they have room available for a bridal fitting. The entire store would be at your disposal. I know how you have always loved there work.

Erika: I, that is very kind of you Nerina... Can I think about it and let you know when we come around for dinner?

Nerina: Of course, of course. Let me know whenever you are ready. I know this is only a small beginning to making it up to you. But I hope we can get past this. I don't want the lead up to your wedding to be marred with tension between us...

Erika: ...No... Me neither...

Nerina: (smiles). Wonderful. I wont take up any more of your time. Marcus has already brought your car around. I wish you both a pleasant evening.

Nathaniel: And you too Nerina. I look forward to us becoming friends. Say hello to Greyson and the children for me?

Nerina: I will. Good night.

Erika and Nathaniel walk away, Nerina lets out a sigh...

Greyson wraps his arms suddenly around Nerina...

Nerina: Gasp!!! Don't do that! you gave me a fright...

Greyson: We both know you don't scare that easily (kiss). So my love, how did it go? Can we expect guests this weekend?

Nerina: Yes, yes I think we can...

Greyson: Wonderful. See, nothing to worry about...

Nerina: I don't know, Erika, didn't say very much...

Greyson: It's only a start, an olive branch so to speak. She will come around. She can't be mad at you forever. You are sisters after all.

Nerina: I hope so...

Greyson: Anyway, the car is here. We can still make it home before storytime... No doubt Xander has Sabine all riled up and wide awake with his prequel storylines to my story telling. One day we won't be able to live up to them.

Nerina: Haha, if that ever happens, we will be in trouble.

Greyson: Haha, oh have mercy! We would never get them to sleep again...

Nerina: Haha...

#ts4 monarchy #ts4 legacy #ts4royalty #royal simblr #ts4 royal story #ts4 royal simblr #ts4 royal family #ts4 royalty #ts4 black sims #ts4blackroyals #ts4 blackroyalty #ts4 blacksims #ts4monarchy #ts4blacksims #sims4 royalty

[frecklef0x]

Mass Effect 1: Playthrough Masterpost

At last, I have finished Mass Effect 1!

I have heard some mutuals say they wish they could play it again for the first time, and you kind of can--through me! I’ve been posting little “episodes” of live-tweet-stream-of-consciousness as I play, and now I’ve compiled them into one post to make my life easier.

Anyway, here’s the first one, the rest are under the cut. :)

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode one

My ass looks great in this uniform, first of all

Impaled robo zombies, yikes

Cheap shot, Saren, smh. How will I pass my spectre test now?!

Why does he have robot eyes? Is he like, Geth-Turian? Why? Is he a robo zombie also? Was it the beacon???

Cool beacon nightmares, I'm sure this is fine

This Kaiden guy has implants? ORTEGA?!??!?

"Call me princess again and you'll be picking your teeth up off the floor" lol obliterated

The citadel elevators are very realistic, five minutes of tense silence huh

Ya girl got a PROMOTION and a DOPE SQUAD time to catch a TRAITOR

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode two

First things first, gotta go find the blue scientist to join the gang

This galaxy is HUGE! How many of these places will I actually be able to go?!

Only two friends at a time????? D:

Ah, a distress signal, let's see wha--A DESERT CENTIPEDE NOPE ABORT ABORT

Robo aliens? In MY Theronian mining facility? Its more likely than you think

Running over dudes in my Mako is extremely satisfying tbh

*runs over geth troopers* *runs over geth armature* *runs over geth colossus* ... *backs over geth colossus*

Working elevators in the ancient ruins ✔

Oooooooh man hope this nerd is gay

Wrex, a friend of yours? Nope, not a friend, too murdery

"ShAaaAame about the ruins Shep, sOooOo much collatoral damage, SHEP" stfu Council, "ruthless" was in the resume when you promoted us, 10/10 would shoot lasers through archeological digs again

When Kaiden calls us "ma'am" I am, uh, into it

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode three

Time to talk to the gang! Gotta meet the fam proper

Oh dear seems we got a shmee of racism on board, compatriots

Wow Raina, good foot-in-mouth moment with Wrex there huh...sorry about the eventual extinction of your race, lost this round of Pain Olympics

OH SHIT OH SHIT BLUE HOTTIE BIGENDER? THIS IS NOT A DRILL???

“hi I’m Kaiden wanna hear about my last crush ;)” “hi I’m Liara wanna hear about Asari mating rituals? ;)))” damn we really slidin right into the DMs no chill

Garrus: fuck rules and red tape amiright Raina: oh u right ;)

Guess I’ll actually do a mission now LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GO

Honestly rolling out with Tali and Liara is a mood, squad goals

Raina @ every corporation on Noveria: I would sell you to satan for one(1) corn chip

This reactivation puzzle is some shit

I see some Mistakes were made

We already killing moms at this stage damn BioWare

FUCK FUCK BENEZIA KILLED ME AND I LOST A FUCKTON OF PLAYTIME

THERES LIKE NO AUTOSAVE IN THIS BITCH FUUUUUUUUU

fuck fuck fuck god damn it gotta shoot a bunch of deranged baby bug people again god DAMN IT

Okay we killed Liara’s mom in front of her hope that’s fine

And we let mama bug go free because after talking to Wrex, Raina’s like “this galaxy is a little trigger happy with the genocide, good luck out there bug mama ❤️ be cool please”

I have literally watched the scientist in the hot labs get killed three times now

So far the debreifs with the council have not gone very well

“You let bug mama go?! How many generations until they take over everything???” “My money’s on two :D Place your bets now assholes or stfu :DDD”

Asked Liara if she was okay and she seems pretty Cool With It

I hope to one day return to Noveria and Death Star it into oblivion

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode four

Talked with Tali and this situation with the Geth and the Quarians is giving me an existential crisis

You “inspect” my beautiful ship? You got somethin’ to say about my crew??? Talk shit get hit, bitch I will kill you

Yoooo my old earth gang, yeah what the hell, I’ll help ou—oh nope nvm he’s a xenophobe, you hang him and I’ll shoot his friend in the face, thx for your time

Went to the citadel to finish some assignments, left tasked with twice as many

“dOn’T cUt CoRneRs” fear not dear Kaiden, I have a permit: this piece of paper that says I do what I want

Still with the elevators, I really cannot with this

“You make it all sound so...dangerous...” ;) ;))))))

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode five

Headin’ to Virmire to rendezvous with the Salarian team

A cure for the genophase?!?!?! :D

Oh wait oh no are we for real gonna talk about destroying the cure like Wrex isn’t standing right here omg

SHIT GUYS NO NOT LIKE THIS WREX PLEASE

Phew for a conversation that basically started with guns drawn, it went pretty well... “What Saren has isn’t even a proper cure, he’s just fucking with the Krogans at this point. Are we gonna stand for that? Or are we gonna murder?” “Damn Shep, you right, we gon’ murder”

Okay Ashley, go join the aliens, try not to die

Shadow Team!🎵 tearing through the base 🎶 disabling all the     defenses 🎵 (you gotta sing it to the tune of the Trogdor song)

We free the prisoners!!! :)

We shoot the prisoners??? :(

“Raina? How can you shoot them where they stand?” So it’s more merciful to let them explode? NAH FAM

This scientist is responsible for the mind control stuff? For Benezia? Fine     I’ll let her go but I hope she explodes

We did not learn our lesson concerning beacons I see

Wait if even Saren is worried about his mind control ship does that mean there are larger forces involved here?

Oh. Oh fuck

Ugh Ashley I EXPLICITLY TOLD YOU NOT TO DIE

(so we really never found any info about that genophase cure huh? disappointing)

Oh Seren, you dumb dumb. You absolute fool. Clown man.

When Raina slings Kaiden over her shoulder to carry him to the ship—mmmmmmmmwoooow I am very bisexual

Bruh Raina takes every council call and she disconnects pissed off every time

WAIT I literally just hung up with the council, ASHLEY is DEAD, and Kaiden needs a DTR RIGHT NOW?!?!? Boy, NO, READ THE ROOM

This has been a stressful day

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode six

Shepard will avoid her feelings and go to Faros instead

Seeing Ashley’s figure greyed out and her locker inaccessible makes me sad

Wrex and Garrus, let’s go shoot some geth 💪 

A mind controlling planet—of course!

Shep gets all her renegade points shooting capitalists

Saved, uh, about half the colonists

If I have one more bad acid trip I stg

Oh nope here’s another one

Shep needs a nap

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode seven

Ah, the council. Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal.

At least Liara is good at pep talks ;)

Joker, you cockblock

Haha DUDE we airborne, you THOUGHT

Now that I am exiled from the Citadel, guess I’ll run some galactic errands:

o   Killed corporate scientists who though we would rescue them lol

o   Destroyed a bunch of geth camps helping Tali on her pilgrimage

o   Disabled a nuke and killed some pirates

o   Shut down some evil Cerberus experiments

o   And illegally traded information!

Okay time to get back on track

So we may or may not be flying to our doom

OH GOD LIARA LOVES ME!!! RAINA, YOU DISASTER, YOU DID IT AAAAAH ❤️❤️❤️

frecklef0x plays mass effect: (ME1) episode eight

You know what I love? Being murdered by geth armatures

All these Ilos ruins be looking the same

Security panel is only kinda helpful

Oh, luckily I know Prothean now!

“CANNOT BE STOPPED” wow very encouraging, thanks

After that super motivating message and disabling security, its time to go down, down to goblin town

Vigil? Oh word?

My girlfriend is GEEKING out

I knew something what wrong with that fucking Citadel

Vigil: information is power. Also Vigil: What does it matter why they do what they do? All that matters is you stop them

“non-essential” personnel die first, huh? GROSS, VIGIL (gotta be honest that hits different in 2020)

Garrus gets it, I knew we liked that guy

Okay, find conduit, save galaxy, break millennium-old genocide cyle, nbd

Ugh Mako you gotta do me dirty one last time I see, I hate this thing

THE CONDUIT STRAIGHT YEETED MAKO

The citadel robot says we’re doomed : )

This shootout is SO fun, seriously

Saren get it toGETHER

Renegade Raina can kill with a conversation apparently, well done then

Concentrate on the Sovereign—why am I gonna save a council that hates my guts, sorry, but I have a JOB to DO that you ACTIVELY HINDERED

Great, zombie husk Saren, just what I needed as I mull over the possible consequences of my galaxy-altering decision

GO JOKER GO

Humanity-only council seems…questionable. Raina didn’t love the council but this sits wrong. Couldn’t we just appoint a more diverse council, including a human?

Anderson seems like a good enough dude, so…we’ll see.

TIME FOR WAR BOYS, GODDAMN WHAT A GAME

#thirteen years late to the party but boy i am HERE NOW #I crushed ME2 in a weekend so they are not in episodes but I will post that hot mess soon #I have so many feelings #if anyone wants to talk about their shepards message me because I am so down #I haven't played ME3 yet so no spoilers pls #raina shepard #mass effect 1 #frecklef0x plays mass effect #Mass Effect #mass effect trilogy #mass effect playthrough #mass effect shepard #frecklef0x #me1 #garrus vakarian #liara t'soni #tali'zorah #kaiden alenko #urdnot wrex #mass effect joker #the normandy

[cottoncandyjester]

Kinkmas day three- pegging with ushijima wakatoshi

Ah I'm excited for the next three days the most they are going to be so fun

Also might post these early cause next few days I'm going to be busy with moving

This story contains: pegging, malesub and femdom, lots of praise, begging, use of the word mistress and ma'am

To say that wakatoshi didn't love you was insane, he loved you with every fiber of his being hell he was obsessed with you and wanted a big happy family.

He was quite whipped cause of you and was like a loyal lapdog, outside he was this stoic cold hearted person but you knew who he really was.

"toshi! I got you a gift!"

Your chirpy voice was music to his ears as he rushed to you as you walked into the house, he hated when you left but you promised to always come back so he didn't mind too much.

"welcome back my love, I missed you"

He wouldn't dare touch you without your permission, but he really wanted to hug you. The feeling of your body pressed against his always filled him up with joy, his eyes landed on your hands which held a large black bag

"hmm what's that?"

"glad you asked toshi!"

With that you reached into the bag and took out a box along with a bottle of lube, as you presented the box he could feel his face start to heat

On the box was a picture of thick strap on, one of the biggest he's seen in a while. A shaky breath escaped him as he thought of you using that on him just wrecking him until he's sobbing under you

"will you be using that on me tonight, ma'am?"

"nope! Thought I'd ask tendou if he wanted me to use it on him, he would be an interesting bottom"

Wakatoshi tensed up at your words and felt a numb feeling wafting over him, Tendou? You were going to do what? His mind was so distraught that he didn't even register your joking tone or even your laugh

Before he could even think he had pinned you against the front door now panting heavily as images of you and Tendou filled his mind Tendou touching you, kissing you, fucking you and even you fucking him. He couldn't take such an idea

"no, I won't allow it. You're mine and mine alone I don't share you not now or ever"

Wakatoshi was practially foaming at the mouth with rage as he pressed his large hands on your hips now holding you in place. You have been quiet during this and suddenly reached up gripping the male's face squishing his cheeks together while giving him a nasty glare

"just who the fuck do you think you're talking to like that toshi?"

That's all it took for wakatoshi to revert back to that submissive role, he was on his knees in less than a second now having regret and mercy swirling in his eyes. He had definitely forgotten who he was talking to and how this relationship worked

"I'm sorry ma'am, I was wrong I shouldn't have snapped at you I just-"

"I suppose it's my fault, I shouldn't have made such a joke but the fact that you acted out is just wrong seriously"

Your eyes landed on the box and lube that fell to the ground before a thought popped into your head. You wanted to put him in his place but honestly you didn't want to give it to him easy so you simply turned away giving him the cold shoulder

Wakatoshi tensed before he crawled towards you before grabbing your leg softly feeling as if his entire world was breaking, you ignoring him was something he couldnt handle one bit.

"love? Please. You want to punish me yeah? So please"

Wakatoshi moved his arms to lock them around your waist now nuzzling his face into your back as he kissed along your spine trying to appease you in anyway he could. He needed your attention or else he truly felt like he would die

"please, mistress I'm begging you..just please"

You glanced bwck at the male only to see he had the saddest puppy dog expression you've ever seen, with a long sigh you turned around and ran your fingers through his hair trying to relax him since he seemed to be shaking with absolute worry

"alright toshi, just relax okay? I'm not leaving or anything like that."

You softly moved his arms and picked up the box before giving him a grin which only seemed to peak his interest.

"let's see how fast you get get to the bedroom and strip for me yeah? Giving you give minutes"

Once those words left your mouth the tall male shudders before standing and making his way quickly to the bedroom as you watched with an amused look.

You took this time to open the box and take the strap on out to admire it, you had to hold it with two hands it was just that huge. You made sure to grab the lube as you started to make your way to the room

"toshi! I'm coming!"

You could hear panicked shuffling coming from the room before you got to the door and opened it seeing a sight that made you incredibly wet.

Wakatoshi sat naked on the bed already trying to prep himself for the massive strap-on, having two fingers inside his ass as his cheeks flushed a heavy red and he bit his bottom lip to supress those lustful grunts and groans

"wow, what a good boy toshi. Already knowing exactly what to do huh?"

"i-i want it so bad mistress, I want you so bad so please ma'am please fuck me"

His needy little plea drove you wild and you started to strip down feeling wakatoshi's hungry eyes on you as he pumped his fingers in and out of his ass faster clearly wanting that toy

"alright toshi, what position do you wanna be in?"

You could watch the gears turning into his head as he took his fingers out and simply patted the spot infront of him clearly wanting it in a missionary position as you buckle the strap-on onto you and lathered it with lube you could practically feel wakatoshi's excitement as he watched you with a needy stare

You moved onto the bed infront of him having to get on your knees before you lined the strap-on in now pushing the tip inside you hearing a shaky sigh come from the large male, as you pushed in more and more you heard soft grunts and groans coming from him until the toy was fully inside.

You moved closer to toshi hovering ontop of him before your reached out and placed a hand on his cheek watching as he opened his eyes to look at you before giving a small nod.

As you rocked your hips now starting to move in and out that's when toshi begin to get quite loud, it was no surprise to you since you're used to this but it was always something to loved to watch.

"m-mistress, please go faster. Fuck me harder it's okay I can take it just- ahh~ please"

You did exactly what he wanted now picking up your speed watching as he shuddered and twitched under you before he reached out interlacing your hands together as drool dripped down his chin and his eyes rolled back a little from the under bliss.

"hehe, you look so lewd toshi. Do you like this? You like being fucked like this? "

"i-i love it so much, please don't stop. Mistress I love you. I love you so please make me yours"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his desperate words so as you slammed the strap on in and out of him you let out a shaky sigh as you watched wakatoshi writhe and whine from under you. He was an utter mess and you knew he was close

"I'm going to cum, ma'am please let me cum. I'm allowed to right?"

You reached out stroking his cock as you fucked his inside roughly, as you ordered him to cum you watched at wakatoshi practially teared up from the feeling of pleasure while he climaxed all over your hands and himself.

The sight alone made you have your own climax and you twitched now letting out a low moan before a sigh escaped you, you licked his cum off your hands before pulling out and trying to catch your breath

As you moved to get a towel you felt a grip on your wrist, you looked back to see toshi looking at you with a needy stare, his eyes still glazed with lust as he softly pulled your arm

"what's wrong bab-"

"let's go again, please."

you shuddered at the thought of going again and an amused sigh escaped you as you walked back towards the bed before crawling onto it with a grin

"alright toshi, we'll go as many times as you want"

You really shouldn't have said that cause it seems wakatoshi's plan was to do it with you all night long.

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@jennasquishy8

#yandere imagines #haikyuu smut #yandere haikyuu imagines #haikyuu imagines #wakatoshiushijima #wakatoshi ushijima #kinkmas 2020 #kinkmas

[timextoxhajima]

Warning: long ass message 😭 also replying kind of backwards lol

Guess what- I started my period today ;_; it decided to be a bitch from day one, now all I want is cuddles and massages (courtesy of hyunjae maybe 🥺) I've seen people summoning or trying to keep me away lmao luckily all my hard went yesterday 😂

I've also wanted to watch that movie for so long, but like you I'm either distracted online or just not in the mindset to sit down for a movie 😔 and hes a legend! My fave movie with him bc of childhood reasons is Flubber lol

Wow a lit degree!! I did lit as a pre-degree thing (?) and loved it but ended up moving somewhere else to do health and social care. Definitely miss doing that class. Your film degree sounds really cool. I can see how that plus you doing lit makes you write cinematic pieces 🥺

Oh I caused a threat to Juyeon? 👀 and you're using your period as the excuse 🤔 meaning I shall have to do this before your next to properly test you <3

LOL I DID IMAGINE WITH HYUNJAE SMFMMDD but to write for you, so I didn't drive myself crazy and just objectively thought about it akfkdkd

(I cant believe it was 6 hours omg)

Thank you 🥺 I think my yearning got worse after actually experiencing something with someone and now I'm like just write it out write it out. You're so write in saying writers bring up emotions they already experienced and stuff though, I think that's why some people connect to more works than others too! I definitely connect with yours.

Anyway I shall try to stick around for non tormenting reasons haha hope you have a great rest of your week <3

Much love,

Flirty anon (also idm changing my sign off but I have no clue what to lol)

Guess what- I started my period today ;_; it decided to be a bitch from day one, now all I want is cuddles and massages (courtesy of hyunjae maybe 🥺) I've seen people summoning or trying to keep me away lmao luckily all my hard went yesterday 😂

oh thank god it's over HAHAHHAHA aye everybody's just bluetooth-ing via this blog at this point LMAO you're like the 5th person who's said she's on her period KSKSKSKS

I've also wanted to watch that movie for so long, but like you I'm either distracted online or just not in the mindset to sit down for a movie 😔 and hes a legend! My fave movie with him bc of childhood reasons is Flubber lol

I HAVE NOT WATCHED FLUBBER but i have a soft spot for mrs doubtfire </3

Wow a lit degree!! I did lit as a pre-degree thing (?) and loved it but ended up moving somewhere else to do health and social care. Definitely miss doing that class. Your film degree sounds really cool. I can see how that plus you doing lit makes you write cinematic pieces 🥺

yeah i did lit as a pre-uni thing too! in secondary school i did pure literature and in junior college i did higher level lit (i dont know how to explain that but it's basically the highest level of a subject you can study) yeahhhhhhh i've been writing scripts for about a year now so i'm trained to write things visually which probably comes up as cinematic

Oh I caused a threat to Juyeon? 👀 and you're using your period as the excuse 🤔 meaning I shall have to do this before your next to properly test you <3

ma'am- please- mercy-

LOL I DID IMAGINE WITH HYUNJAE SMFMMDD but to write for you, so I didn't drive myself crazy and just objectively thought about it akfkdkd

KSFJSJDFLDSLDFSLD it's okay as long as we don't sasaeng our asses out <3

Thank you 🥺 I think my yearning got worse after actually experiencing something with someone and now I'm like just write it out write it out. You're so write in saying writers bring up emotions they already experienced and stuff though, I think that's why some people connect to more works than others too! I definitely connect with yours.

</3 welp i guess broken hearts do make sadder people LMAOOOO

#tth.flirty anon #idk you can pick an emoji or something #you're alw welcome to send in asks or pop into my dms if you're not too scared #<3 #doesnt have to be for tormenting reasons HAHAHHA #you remind me of my lemon anon #who hasnt been around lately #<333 #thank you for sending this in today

[apocalypses-and-other-things]

Fic not based on the GIF... but 10K's face though... 😏

Pairing:sub10K/domfem!reader

Warnings: smut(ish), teasing, bondage?, a little humor

Adventures In Staying Put:

It was somewhere west of Wisconsin, you knew that much... although as Warren made the whole group promise, you were nowhere near Wisconsin. The day was getting late and everyone had decided that setting up camp for the night couldn't be the worst thing to do, so it was done. 10K, Yourself, Addy, and Mack had taken off on foot through the small town to see if anyone residing there left their belongings behind, lord knows the team could use them at this point!

The 4 of you carefully made your way into a local market, a real mom and pop kind of place with dusty shelves and the owners dead behind the counter due to bullets through the head. You said a soft mercy and shook it off, continuing your search.

Addy and Mack were clear on the other side of the store when you heard a noise coming from the pet care aisle. You automatically readied yourself for a Z, but when you turned down the row you came upon 10K who was deep in thought about a dog chain in his one hand, and thick black dog collar in the other. There was no way... the look on his face couldn't have been what you were actually seeing... he definitely wasn't thinking of an old family pet...

You stalked toward him silently and got behind him, covering his mouth with your hand. You felt him swallow hard as his face went hot. "Uhhhh... it's..."

"Shhhh. It's ok 10K. You don't have to explain it to me baby." You said in a sultry tone as you walked around to the front of his figure, watching his eyes dart nervously from side to side. "So, were you thinking about me in that collar?" You purred out, but your mood changed when you saw 10K's face go weary.

"Actually... ummm... well..." the words fumbled out of his mouth like he was just learning to speak. Until this point, you and he had only made love twice and he took control both times so this was a very new side to see! "Hey, I understand. Don't be nervous." You smiled softly and took the collar from his hand, unbuckling it. "Does this one fit right? Not too tight?" You reached up and buckled the collar around 10K's neck; almost as soon as he heard the metal latch, his eyes rolled to the back of his head in gratification, also earning a whimper from his throat and good lord did seeing that turn you on!

"Y/N... please... I don't want Addy and Mack to see..." you undid the collar and shoved it into your bag along with the small chain lead he had shown interest in. "Right! Sorry!"

Tents had all been set up before the late hours brought upon the dark, and the place was clear of Z's so it was time for everyone to climb inside and get some rest. "Me being a sub doesn't bother you Y/N...?" He blurted out sheepishly as if he couldn't help it. "Quiet. Shirt and pants off. Now. You said in your best dominant tone as you dug the collar and lead out of your bag. 10K stripped to his boxerbriefs as quick as he could in the small tent, a tiny wet patch already showing through the front of his underwear which was no doubt from earlier. He waited eagerly to be collared again as he removed his goggles and bandana, dishevelling his short black hair even more than it already was. He was speechless as you straddled his lap and buckled the collar shut once more. "You're so good 10K. Such a good little sub." Praise flooded out of your mouth as the boy's green eyes went glossy and his bit hard into his bottom lip, trying to stay silent. "No one else is to ever do this to you. Understand? I need to know that you're mine, baby." You clipped the lead to the D-ring, wrapping its length around your hand 2 good times. "Yes... yes ma'am!" He spoke and gasped as you tugged at his collar, crashing your lips into his. The control you had over him sent white heat through your body and apparently his as well. You felt his cock twitch against your thigh, both of your underwear being the only thing between the two of you. "Such a sweet boy you've been. Keeping me safe all this time. You deserve this baby." Seduction oozed through your words as you laid him back against his pillow, sucking purplish-red marks into the flesh of his chest. "Keep your hands to yourself now. No touching." You held one wrist to the ground, you could feel his fingers grasping at blankets, trying to find relief in anything. "Y/N! I can't. Please. I need to touch you. I need something!" He muled out in frustration as you pulled up on the lead, causing him to arch his back as you ground down into his hips; his lips parting with a deep groan of pleasure from the cold metal of the buckle and the hot friction you created. "I... oh God..." his words fumbled again as you continued to grind against him. The power fueled you, but you had to hold it together, you were coming undone watching his body writhe underneath you. "Come on, use your words now. Tell me what you need." His eyes shot to yours, blinking hard as he palmed at the blankets uncontrollably. "Tighter. Harder. Please!" His begging was your command. You tightened the collar a notch and felt his body tighten too and with one final rut of your hips into his, you felt warmth spread across the fabric of his boxer-briefs.

He sat up and immediately began to apologize "I'm sorry, Y/N. You didn't..." you put a finger over his lips and kissed his cheek. "No worries, there's always next time." You flashed a cocky smile, unclipping the lead, but as you reached for the collar his hand went over yours "Please leave it. I'll find a way to explain it." You just couldn't say no to those eyes. The collar stayed put.

#10k z nation #z nation smut #z nation #dom/sub #10K fanfiction

[fifteenskies15]

Flamboyantly Worked it Out

(Tengen Uzui)

Summary: Your son is sick right in Kodomo no Hi festival, he wanted to spend it so badly with his family and friends, not wanting to make him unhappy you, Tengen, and the rest of his wives decided to make an "indoor festival" for him

Admin's Note: My first fic about Tengen and reader, this is all for you my dearest fellow Tengen stans, But I'm fully aware that you mostly spend time with his wives too

"I have renewed my clear and flamboyant priority..."

"First the four of you..."

"Then respectable humans"

"Then myself"

"Even if we're no longer in the corps, we're still going to protect the plain and carefree people, of course since we're still demon hunters till the end of the day"

"Hehehe! Papa!!"

...

"Ah.. How could I forget?"

"I mean the five of you..."

"and frankly speaking, you guys are all so precious to me, so remember..."

"... Don't die"

"ACCHOO!!!" a high pitched sneeze enacted out from your son's bedroom, lately he's been sneezing a lot "Mom/Dad...what happened? My nose feel stuffy" you compared your body temperature with his "Oh my, Ginjiro, you catch a cold"

"Is it bad? Can I still participate in children's day?" He say as he break into another sneeze, you had a sinking feeling inside your stomach, your son, Ginjiro had been looking forward to spend children's day with his moms and dad/dads, you gulped, trying to be as gentle as possible to say that he can't participate in the festival he's been looking forward to.

"Ginjiro, I'm sorry, but you had to rest... Can you please do that for us?"

Ginjiro's (E/C) eyes start to tear up, you feel guilty to see your seven year old son can't do much for now "B-but...I have been looking forward to this day... I even made my own Kabuto helmet..." You sighed and gently stroke his white hair "I'm so sorry, but chin up... there's always next year..."

Little Ginjiro just sighed and lay back down to his futon, dejectedly, "... It's okay mom/dad... You're just looking out for me...If that's the case, I'll just take a rest..., Love you Mom/dad..." You sighed and pat his head "We love you too, son..." Ginjiro smiled and close his eyes as you came out of his bedroom, sighing.

"I know that sigh quite well, (Name), is everything alright?" Hinatsuru asked you, visibly concerned "It's Ginjiro... he's got a fever and..." You sighed for the second time "...Do you remember that he wanted to go to children's day festival together with all of us this year? Well I'm afraid he can't..."

Hinatsuru then pouted sadly as she heard that her son is sick, with a sigh, she put a comforting hand on you "Oh, I'm so sorry, dear (name), I can't imagine how sad our son is" you sighed softly but smiled at her "It's okay, Hina... It's not even your fault" Hinatsuru hugged you and stroked your (H/C) hair to console you, you lean in to her motherly touch.

"Oh! But I just have a good idea!" Hinatsuru say beaming up, you looked up to her, slightly tilting your head "What is it, Hina?"

"What if we just "bring the festival in"?" She smiled at you, as you tilt your head again "How can we do that, Hina? She just smiled at you until you get what she meant by that.

"Oh, I see how it is" you say smiling at her "Well all and all, we're going to make a koinobori, each carp represent us as his parents, the biggest and black carp, Magoi, symbolize Tengen-sama/and me as his father(s), the red and smaller carp banner, higoi, represent us/all of you as his mothers, Ginjiro is our only son, and frankly speaking he's also our first son, so he's going to have blue carp banner"

Hinatsuru listened closely and nodded as she did, "I see, very well then, what about the food?"

"Hmm, if I recall correctly, we make sweets for him is chimaki (bamboo dumpling) along with Mochi and various array of rice cakes, I don't remember much, but we could always ask Suma, she and Ginjiro had a lot of fun on last year's festival, so she might knew"

"Ah, okay then! Suma and I will handle the sweets, you and Makio can make the carp banners, and that leave Tengen-sama to watch over Ginjiro, and... Maybe stall him for a bit so he won't know what surprise we store for him" you smiled at her and nodded "Great idea! Well then, chop chop! We can't waste the sunlight!"

Hinatsuru smiled as she see how hyped you are, she chuckled and kissed your cheek "Well let's get to work, dear wife/husband" you giggled and do the same gesture to her as you scurry off to find Makio.

----

"You need me to help make a carp banner? Well, no problem, (name)! I have plenty of free time to make those!" Makio said, grinning at you "That's good to hear, Makio, well let's gather up the items we need!"

"Alright, what do we need?"

You recall what items are required to make the carp banner "Let's see, we need a ryudama, yaguruma, and fukiganashi, I'm sure the general store had those for us and we could make the carp banner ourselves" Makio nodded as she memorized the items you said "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get them now!" She said as she headed out and you follow her.

You and her then bumped into Tengen "Whoa there, what brings my wives/my wife and husband today? You both look agitated"

"Ah, Tengen-sama! Well...we..."

"No, let me guess, you both are going to get item for the carp banners, right?"

"Actually, yes, has Hinatsuru told you what to do?"

He nodded with (unusually) gentle smile on his face "Yeah, she did, don't you worry, my girls/and boy, I will get him busy with my flamboyant tales" he said, slightly flipping his hair as you and Makio giggled at him "But on one condition"

"What is it, Tengen-sama?" You and Makio said in unison "You should let me help you both so this impromptu festival will goes flamboyantly" you and Makio share a look and then nods "Only when Ginjiro is asleep"

"Deal, well now godspeed, you two, time's a wastin'!" He said as he gave you both a "flamboyant" hug as you and Makio headed out from Uzui estate.

----

"Well! Isn't it just nice! It's been quite a while since I came to the town aside from taking Ginjiro to children festival all those years ago" Makio said taking in the bustling town, people are passing by, vendors selling so many stuff and even food and array of unique shop, "Well since we're both are kunoichi/we're a shinobi we don't have much time to act like normal people"

Makio grinned and elbow your side, slightly chuckling "Hey, I take an offense, I can be normal too, you know?!" You giggled at her "I dunno, you looked angry and hungry 24/7 so basically you're hangry, get it?"

"Oh, I show you hangry!" She said laughing as she chases you as you run while giggling like a kid.

You and Makio had cat and dog chasing game around the town, you were at your advantage at least until Makio use her ninja trick and got you.

"Gotcha, you cute girl/guy!"

"Aaahh!! Noo!! Spare me mercy, Divine Makio!!"

You and Makio burst out laughing before you remember why you're in the town now "Oh dear, we better get those items now!"

"You're right, I'm having fun chasing you around though" she said giggling as you both headed to the general store, a kind old lady greet you both with a smile

"Well, hello, hello! What a pair of beauties/cute couples you are, is there anything I can help with?"

"Well, old lady, do you have...umm...what was it again, (name)?"

"A Ryudama, yaguruma and fukiganashi"

"Yeah, those things"

"Ahh, I see you're going to celebrate the children day, give me a moment, dearies, I'll be right back" the old lady said as she got the item you both required.

"You know, it's a good idea to have the festival in the estate so little Ginjiro can have a good time with all of us, last year we take him to the festival separately, you on his first year, then Hinatsuru, me, Tengen-sama then lastly with Suma"

"Hehe, well it's Hinatsuru's idea, I'm just doing what I need to do" Makio smiled warmly at you and put her hand on your shoulder "Still, it's good to know that you both find a way so we can cheer our son and let him enjoy the festival even though he's under the weather"

"Well, anything for our only kid, and maybe...if Tengen-sama agrees, our future kids too" you say wiggling your eyebrows as Makio laughed and playfully smacked your shoulder "(name)! You naughty girl/boy!" You both burst out laughing again as the old lady bring the required items "Here we go, dearies"

"Thank you, ma'am!" You took out a pouch of money, but the old lady stopped you "Oh, it's free for you, dearie, I may be old but I can't help hearing your conversation with this lady, I take it you made a koinobori for your sick son?"

"Yeah, we are, he's been looking forward to this and there's no way we make him sad just because he can't enjoy it with other kids" Makio said, huffing a bit "Well, you both are certainly are good parents for him! I wish that he'll get well soon so he can enjoy the festival"

You and Makio smiled at her and bowed your head a bit "Thank you very much, old lady! Sorry for the trouble!"

"Think nothing of it, dearies"

You thanked her once again before you and Makio headed home.

-----

"Hina, Suma, how's the food?" You said as you checked the other wives at the kitchen "Oh, (name)! We're doing great! We're just going to make the kashiwa mochi and the Kabuto namagashi, how's the carp banner doing?" Suma asked you as she made the pickled oak leaf for the mochi "Oh we're going to make it now, if you're finished why don't you join us on drawing the carp banner?"

"Oh! I don't know...I mean! I would love to but what if the carp banner turned out to be a mess because of me??"

Hinatsuru shakes her head at Suma "Oh, Suma, it's okay, you're going to do well, and (name) we will join you later, alright?"

"Alright! We're at the genkan if you looked for us!" You said as you headed to the entrance area to join Makio making the carp banner, and to see Tengen already sit next to her

"Oh, Tengen! You're here, I take it that Ginjiro is asleep?" You said as you sit down, joining them "Yup, I figured out I'm going to help you and Makio making this carp banner, we're going to make it, flamboyantly!"

You chuckled at him as you took the fabric "Well in that case, we better get going before our son is awake"

The three of you worked on the banners in peaceful silence, sometimes though, you're being cheeky by smearing the fabric paint on your wife and husband's face "Whoops, my hand slipped" you said nonchalantly while drawing the higoi, trying your best to hide your smirk, unfortunately, Tengen saw that and smeared some on your cheek "Oh, the God of Festivies didn't mean to smear a paint on his wife/husband's face" he said jokingly, as you retaliate him "You were saying?"

You and Tengen keep smearing each other faces with the paint, Makio who made the banner for Ginjiro just laughed and shake her head at her wife and husband/husbands antics, "Now, you guys are going to wake Ginjiro and the banner won't be finished!"

You and Tengen share looks before you both smirk at her and smeared a red paint on her face "Ohh, so this is how we're going to finish the banners huh! It's on!"

The three of you basically chasing around trying to "paint each other faces" while laughing

"Ha! In your face, Makio!"

"You're not getting away with that, (name)!"

"Eat my Flamboyant Surprise attack!!"

Tengen manage to get the paint on your and Makio's nose, you gasped with her "The audacity!" You both then tackled Tengen and smear paint all over his face "Aahh!! Betrayed by my wives/my wife and husband!! I have fallen!!"

The three of you burst out laughing, you hear a giggle and to see Hinatsuru and Suma on the doorway smiling at both of you "Well it looks like you both have fun with making the banners"

You, Tengen and Makio sheepishly get up "Hehe, umm...sorry, we got carried away" Hinatsuru just smiled and sit down "Well let's not waste our time"

Suma joined her with a napkin on her hand, wiping the paint off your face "Hehe, you're actually cute with paint on your face, (name)" you smiled at her and kissed her cheek as a thank you gesture "Thank you, Suma-chan" she smiled and clean Tengen's face then Makio as you all continue making the banners and it pole.

"How's the Magoi banner, Tengen-sama?" Hinatsuru said as she helped you paint the higoi banner "I have made the most flamboyant banner the people ever seen!" Tengen said as he flaunt the black carp banner with jewels that similar to his eye patch he had, you and the other wives smiled at him.

"That is a flamboyant banner, alright" you chuckled "Now then, Tengen, if you don't mind can you attach it on the pole along with the fukiganashi?"

He nodded and start to attach the banner and wind bag on the pole,

"Suma!! You got the color mixed up!!"

You and Hinatsuru look over Makio and Suma's banner, the white paint smeared on the blue paint

"Ahhh!! I'm so sorry, Makio-san!! I knew I would mess it up"

"Quit talking like a coward, Suma!"

You, Tengen and Hinatsuru can only sigh as you approach them "It's okay Suma-chan, I will salvage this, you help Hinatsuru on attaching the ring in the carp's mouth"

"O-okay..." She then went to help Hinatsuru as you help Makio salvage the banner, she sighed "We don't have much time to salvage this" you shook your head and smiled at her "We still can, just leave it to me"

You dip the brush in the bowl of water to clean it and cover the white smudges on the carp's body with blue paint and carefully draw it's scales "See, we're almost finished so don't worry about it, Makio"

Makio sighed and smiled at you "Well, I shouldn't doubt you then" you all continue make the banner together and only few hours later, it's finished.

"Well, looks like we flamboyantly worked it out!" Tengen said as all of you all see how the wind fluttered the carp banners "Not really, Tengen-sama, Ginjiro haven't seen this yet so it's not finished yet, besides I have another thing I got for him" Hinatsuru say smiling at him.

"Hmm, yeah you're right, I wonder if he's awake now"

"I'll go check on him then"

His wives smiled at both of you "We'll get the tea and sweets ready then"

----

"Thanks for doing this, (name), it was a flamboyant idea to celebrate children's day like this" Tengen said as you both head to Ginjiro's bedroom, you smiled and shook your head "It was all Hinatsuru's idea, so you'll have to thank her instead"

Tengen smiled at you and ruffled your (H/C) hair "Hey don't sweat it, you both did amazingly and flamboyantly, Suma and Makio too, you don't know how lucky I am that I married to four amazing women/three amazing women and a flamboyant man and I have even more flamboyant son, too"

You chuckled and playfully punched his chest "save your sappy words for later, Tengen" he just smirked and slid open the shoji door and to see your son, huddled in blanket hugging his self made Kabuto helmet.

"Hey there kiddo" Tengen smiled and sit next to him "Hey Dad, sniff, and hey Mom/father" he say smiling weakly "what's up?"

"We know you're feeling under the weather, but do you want to get some fresh air for a bit? Spring wind is never that cold so don't worry" he thought of it for a while then smiled "Yeah, okay"

Tengen smiled and carried him on his shoulders as you both lead him outside "We're sorry that you couldn't celebrated the festival at the town, we knew how much you want to"

Ginjiro only smiled and shook his head "It's okay Mom/dad, I know you're worried about me..."

"Damn right we are so we decided to have a little festivies here and now" Tengen said as you both stepped out of the estate "Huh? What do you mean, da...-" he then looked up at the carp banner and his (E/C) eyes sparkled in happiness "Waahh!! A koinobori!! It looks so cool!! Did you guys made this??"

You and Tengen nodded as he pointed out at the banners "That black one is me/and your dad, the red ones are your moms, and the blue one on the bottom? It's you kid, you look awesomely flamboyant"

"Cool" the little boy marveled the carp banner and bounce up excitedly "This is the first time I saw this up close!! It's so cool!"

You and Tengen share a smile before back to Ginjiro "Hey kid, I know you're supposed to eat something warm like soup, but for today, it's an exception"

If it's possible, Ginjiro's eyes sparkled even more "Really?? What is it??"

"You'll see, your moms prepared something for you"

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"Ah! You're awake, Ginjiro! Come, come! Sit down and enjoy the food!" Suma said as she excitedly usher Ginjiro to sit, his eyes widen in surprise when he saw array of sweets in front of him

"Wow!! A Kashiwa Mochi!! I got this with Suma kaa-chan last year! Can I eat it? Can I eat it pleeaasee??"

Makio laughed and ruffled his white hair "help yourself! It's all yours!"

"Yay!!" He happily gobbled up the mochi as you, Tengen and the other wives watch him as you all are the rice cakes Hinatsuru made and sipping green tea, you notice once your sullen and sad son became happier as he gobbled up the mochi happily.

"Oh and I have one more thing" Hinatsuru then walked away get something and come back with Kabuto helmet "Here! This is an actual Kabuto helmet to commemorate this day" she said as she displayed it in the middle of the room, Ginjiro excitedly approach it and look at it in awe "Would that mean it's mine too now?" He said looking up at Hinatsuru with his wide and sparkling eyes, she smiled and gently stroked his hair "Yes Ginjiro, We had hope that you will grow into a strong and healthy man just like...-"

"Just like dad/and father!! I will grow up into a strong shinobi and save people..."

The boy strike a dramatic pose

"... Flamboyantly!"

You all laughed at him as if he forget that he's sick, apple really did not fall far from its tree...

"Well, how about it? What's your thoughts on this "in home festival"?" Suma asked him with a smile, Ginjiro smiled brightly that it melt all of everyone's heart.

"This is the best children's day festival EVER!!" he said jumping up and down and hugged all of you "You guys are the best!! I love you all!!"

You share smile with your husband and wives as you both huddled up in a warm hug

"We love you too, Uzui Ginjiro"

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Dean Winchester/Reader ❧ Sweet Apology

Rating: Explicit Pairing: Dean Winchester/Reader; Dean Winchester/OFC Word count: 4874 | Chapter 1 of 3 Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content Tags: Fluff & Smut, a smidge of Angst; Misunderstandings; Porn with Feelings; Arguing; Reader has a crush on Dean  Summary: The plan was to watch a movie in Dean's room, but without Sam to help her feel less awkward, it's no surprise that she ends up saying something stupid - and make Dean think she dislikes him, of all things, when she has a gigantic crush on the guy. They start yelling at each other, soon enough they're kissing, and then - well, Dean's bed gets put to good use. It kind of sucks, though, that as soon as they're done Dean puts his clothes back on leaves her like nothing happened. Wham, bam, thank you ma'am. Well, not really. He's just absolutely clueless. I swear, if these two don't open their mouths and talk...

Beta’d by @mostly-shawn and @aingealcethlenn - Thank you so much for the help <3 

Read on Ao3 | Chapter Two coming soon

❧ Chapter One 

So, to summarize: she’s eating Fruity Loops, in an underground bunker, at the same table as two certified living legends in the hunting community. The monster hunting community, may she remind you in case you lost the memo.

She is, apparently, very good at identifying and theoretically killing said monsters – although God forbid they ever ask her to join in on the action. She admires Sam and Dean for what they do, but she's fine staying behind the scenes: rummaging through old lore books and giving herself a headache is as far as she'll go. She has proven herself useful in multiple occasions, so no shame there. 

Sam confessed to her, on the one memorable occasion when he had drunk enough to be tipsy, that he was more than happy she has to interest in hunting.

"It's my life and I love it", he said, "but it sucks all the ass and you shouldn't do it. Everyone fucking dies. If you got hurt I'd be sad about it for at least six months straight. I'd grow a beard and all." "What would Dean do?", she asked in morbid curiosity.  "'Dunno, drink and throw every chair and lamp he sees on the ground, maybe? He does that a lot. Just - never hunt, okay?" "I'll do it for the sake of your poor furniture", she responded, and she never changed her mind. 

Sorry, sometimes the crazy hits her all at once, and she needs to do a recap of the situation. Where was she? Oh, right: she was looking at Dean. (What else is new?)

Dean's sprawled on the wooden chair like a bored king, dead guy's robe at least two sizes too big on his broad shoulders. It's one of those rare instances where he slept well the night before, and he looks cozy and relaxed and roughly fifteen years younger than yesterday.

She's trying so hard not to openly stare at him that her cereal got all mushy in the meantime.

"Are you sure Jody can deal with this on her own?", Dean is saying, oblivious to her thoughts. "Seems to me like she's already got her hands full, with the girls and all."

On the other side of the table, Sam sips his coffee and nods. "Yeah, hopefully, it'll be just the one werewolf. I told Jody to call us if she finds out there's more going on."

"Hopefully there's not. Oh!" Dean slaps a celebratory hand on the table and grins. "That means we've got the day off! We could take advantage of that Netflix subscription we pay for." "Garth is paying – we're just leeching off of him. And I actually wanted to go for a run. Wanna come?" "Ugh." "Yeah, I thought so. You two can start without me, though. I'll join you later."

Oh, the mental image that double-meaning evokes!  But it’s more of a private joke with herself that anything – she likes Sam, obviously, if only because she's a straight woman with functioning eyes, but she doesn't have a crush. He’s tall and kind, and objectively attractive but he’s not… 

Her eyes fall on his brother's long fingers tapping on the table, his strong wrist peeking out of the robe’s sleeve, and she feels her stomach tie in knots. 

He’s not Dean, alright?

She didn’t ask not to have eyes but for him, and yet here she is: all moon-eyed over his wrist, of all things. 

Someone shoot her; it’d be a mercy killing at this point. 

Dean turns to her, all bright-eyed in his good mood. "What do you say, movie marathon? We could stay in my room, get comfy on the bed." Well, now, that makes her legs clench tight together under the table.  She knows she’ll have to answer very quickly because in a second she’ll start overthinking and find some excuse not to join Dean. In his bedroom, on his bed. Something she has never fantasized about, no sir. "Yes? Yeah, why not!", she exclaims, just a tad too loud. Oh my God, at least try to play it cool. Sam smirks from behind his cup, and she wonders for a moment if this "morning run" of his isn't just a ploy to leave her alone with his brother. Then Dean winks at her, and all other thoughts fly out of the window.  "Awesome. Come on, I'll even let you choose the movie."

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"I'll let you choose, he says," she huffs to herself. Her reflection in the bathroom mirror looks back at her with mild panic in her eyes. "Like that's not agonizing or anything."

God, she just wishes Dean didn't make her so damn nervous. How long has she known the Winchesters for? A year? She's even living with them, she should be past all – she clenches her fists, trying to calm herself – this. And still, Dean makes her heady and rattled just by looking at her for too long. She needs to get a grip.

While she brushes her teeth and washes her face, she settles on Kill Bill – which a) she knows Dean hasn't seen in years and b) should hopefully keep her attention away from his closeness. On his bed. Where she will also be.

God help her.

She walks out of the bathroom up to Dean's room. He's already propping his laptop on a bunch of pillows at the foot of the bed, humming a Metallica song under his breath. His eyes shoot up to her when she arrives.  "Hey! Did you choose the movie?", he says. He's still as carefree as she's ever seen him, but there's something in his voice that was missing during breakfast. A note of –  weariness? Hope? She can't decipher it. "Don't tell Sammy I said, but I could sit through a chick–flick without bitching too much if you wanna watch one.”  And if that isn’t proof he has a martyr complex... "Actually, I was thinking Kill Bill?" He beams up. "Oh hell yeah, haven't seen that one in ages." He finds the movie and hits play, settling down against the bed frame. She notices that he got rid of the robe and is now sitting in only a t–shirt and grey sweatpants. Oh please, no, she thinks, already feeling desperate. Fucking grey sweatpants, tight and revealing in all the right places, inviting her to look down, down...come on, just take a peek- 

She gingerly sits down at the opposite end of the bed, eyes straight ahead.  Despite the distance, she can smell Dean’s cologne (and what the fuck did he put cologne on for?), fresh and manly and very attractive – so much so that she forgets to focus on the film.  She's acutely aware of his presence beside her – of the warmth radiating from him, of how little space and layers there are between their bodies. She also notices him glancing at her from time to time, even though her gaze stays fixed on the computer screen.  Is she acting weird? Is that why he's looking at her? She's literally just sitting there, but maybe there's something on her face, or she's breathing too loud…that has never happened before, but who knows–

"I don't bite, you know?"  She's almost startled by Dean's voice interrupting her manic line of thought. He's now openly watching her, the small smile on his lips a mix between tentative and reassuring. "You can come closer if you want to. You're almost off the bed." She laughs nervously – damn, way to put her on the spot. But he’s right: she’s all bunched up on the corner of the bed, shaky hands hidden under her legs. "I, uh, didn't want to make you uncomfortable, that's all."  What the fuck does that even mean? One of Dean's eyebrows shot up his forehead, and his smile turns disbelieving. "Me? You're the one that looks like she has a gun pointed at her head." Her whole face heats up in embarrassment. He knows she's timid, and anyone who even glances in her direction knows she's head over heels for him – why does he have to put attention on it? "I'm just out of my depth here, you know I'm shy–" "Shy?" he interrupts her. "We've known each other for a year! And we both know you're not like this with Sam." 

Also very true, much to her chagrin – Sam has this puppy-dog aura to himself that makes him look smaller and non-threatening, at least when he’s in the company of friends. Dean...Dean doesn’t seem to have an off-switch, he’s always very unapologetically himself. Even when he’s acting like a total dork, he fills the entire room with his presence.

The mortification of being called out like this is making her eyes water, and Dean's unfaltering eye contact is not helping. "It's different with Sam," she tries to explain. What can she say without giving too much of her feelings away?  "Why? Have I done something bad to you?" he asks. “You’re always so – so skittish with me, it’s like you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop.”

Dean has the most expressive eyes she has ever seen, and try as he might his feelings are always starkly clear on his face – like now, settling over the vibrant apple-green like an ugly shadow; disappointment and plain sadness. She really, really doesn't want to hurt him, and trips over her own thoughts in an attempt to say I'm not uncomfortable, I'm just in love and bad with feelings – but how to say it without spelling it out? 

"It's nothing you've done,” she tries, “it's just – you."

Oh, God. That came out awfully wrong.

Dean scoffs, breaking the eye contact to look at everything in the room but her. "Yeah, I figured," he snickers, "Could have just said no to watching the movie, then, sweetheart. You shouldn't have to spend time with people you dislike." Dislike? She almost can't believe the irony of the situation. "Dean, I don't dislike you, that's not what I meant." "You just said you have a problem with me as a person! Listen,” – he passes a hand over his mouth, like he does when he needs a second to find the words – “Listen, I don’t know what you heard about me, okay? Sometimes hunters pass through here, and maybe you got wind of some rumours. I’m the first one to admit I can be a douchebag from time to time, but they don’t know me. Hell, half of them I don’t even consider friends! And I thought, you.. well, whatever. You can go back where you came from if living with me is so damn unpleasant! ” Well, ouch. That one hurt. She stands from the bed, raising her voice to hide how close she is to tears.  They could have spent a nice day together, watching movies and eating popcorn from the same bowl or something, and then she had to go ahead and ruin everything.  And he's being so stubborn, God, but what else is new?  "Dean, what – rumours? You think this is about your reputation or something?” “I don’t know! You fucking tell me.” “Why do you wanna argue? You were in such a good mood two minutes ago-" "Yeah, I really was." He jumps off the bed and walks around it until he's face to face with her. "Excuse me if seeing you all – all scared of me kind of killed the mood!" "What? I'm not scared!" "Then why the fuck are you on the verge of tears right now?" "'Cause I'm sorry," she shouts to match his tone. He's standing so close; it's unfair how much it affects her. "I don’t find you scary, okay? I’m sorry I made you think that!" "Yeah, well, I’m sorry, too,” he shouts back. “Then why are we yelling?” “I have no idea!”

They both fall silent. Her mind is trying to process what the fuck just happened, why was she shouting in the first place when Dean is right there, not even five inches away –  eyes bright and fiery because of the argument, the hard line of his mouth relaxing as his expression changes. He looks down at her lips. Her breath catches in her throat. She feels paralyzed by how intensely she wants him at that moment, stuck between throwing caution to the wind or fleeing before she makes a fool of herself. But Dean hasn’t moved away, has he? If anything he’s inching closer, and he's looking at her like, like he, too…

Dean leans in and kisses her, a soft sigh leaving his nose when their lips touch.  He's so warm, is her first thought. Warm and big and solid against her, so much more substantial than in her fantasies – where he holds her just as tightly, kisses her just as deeply. Her hands tremble slightly as she goes to cup his face. God, it's happening for real. She bites on his full bottom lip with urgency, and he tugs her closer by the hips, pushing his tongue in her mouth. He’s not so much aggressive as he’s ardent, burning fast and bright on her skin like he hasn’t much time left – or like he’s waited too long, and he’s hell-bent on making himself unforgettable.

She isn’t sure she would like the pace, was he anyone else.  But oh God, he’s not anyone else, he’s Dean – and she wants, she wants, she wants him and won’t make excuses for liking this. Teeth, bruises, too-sharp nails; warm breaths mixing with hers, his fingers digging in wherever she’s softer and warmer. 

She passes a hand on the short hair at the nape of his neck, and she can feel goosebumps rise on his arms at the feeling. Dean gives her one last peck on the lips before hiding his face in the crook of her neck – he releases a shuddering sigh that makes her shiver, and nips at the skin behind her ear. His big hands settle on her legs, squeezing and palming the back of her thighs until she's raised to her tiptoes. "Hold on, baby," he says and picks her up from the ground.  Wrapped around his waist, she can feel his erection pressing on her core –  and she's never felt emptier and needier than right there with Dean, hard and panting, ready to fuck her against a wall.  "Oh God," she moans, and desperately paws at Dean's shirt to get some skin–on–skin contact.  He raises his face to watch her and chuckles at her efforts, grinding with more and more insistence against her.  "I know, I know," he hums, "I gotcha." He smiles that boyish adorable grin he sometimes does, and she's overwhelmed by both the rush of affection for him and the desire pooling low in her belly. 

She's about to say something undoubtedly stupid that would ruin everything –  she has the three words already formed on her lips, but they turn into a gasp when Dean twists around and lets her fall on the mattress. The cold sheets underneath her give some clarity back. Not that she keeps it for long, with Dean crawling between her open thighs, hair all fucked up by her hands. He gives her a long caress from her knees up to her waist and smiles again. "Always wanted you in my bed." Is this actually happening?, she thinks, incredulous. "Wh–Yeah?" "Why do you you think I proposed we watch something here?" He winks at her. "Sam wasn't home...I dunno, I felt lucky today." "...and then we ended up yelling at each other a bunch", she adds. Dean huffs a laugh and leans down to kiss her, deep and long enough she forgets what they were even talking about. "Doesn't that just count as foreplay?"  "I don't think so, no." Dean beams at her, eyes glinting with something dangerous. "No? How about this, then?", he says, and licks a hot strip on her neck before sucking a mark there. The sharp feeling of his teeth on her sensitive skin makes her back arch closer to his chest. "Or this?" One of his hands sneaks under her shirt, slow and teasing. Dean's fingers splay wide on her stomach on their way up, and she's never hated a piece of clothing more than her bra when it stops the contact. She wants everything off, wants to feel him really touch her. "Oh, fuck," she gasps. "Dean– Dean, take this off." He groans against her collarbone, voice low and rumbly, before leaning back on his knees. "Mmh, yeah. Yes, ma'am. Can you roll over?" The thought of Dean pressed long and wide along her back makes her toes curl, and she gladly turns around. 

She realizes Uma Thurman is still swinging her katana on the computer screen, so she takes a second to close the laptop. There's the swishing of fabric behind her, probably Dean shimming out of his sweatpants and shirt while she can't see him. She goes to undress as well, but two warm hands on her hips stop her. "No, wait, I wanna do it," Dean says. “‘Kay?” Oh God, this man is gonna be the death of her. "Yes, please."

Dean scoots closer, his knees on either side of hers, erection pressed on the small of her back. He briefly hugs her to his chest while he leaves a kiss on her hair, squeezing a bit before he lets her go. She swallows back a whimper at the feeling – not because it brings any real pleasure, but because of Dean's unguarded desire behind the gesture. He’s slowed down the pace, maybe for her benefit, maybe for his own.  God, she's there, with Dean. Unbelievable. She wants him so much she could cry. 

Nuzzling her neck, he helps her take off her shirt, and then – faster, cause he's seductive, yes, but also earnest and enthusiastic – he unclasps her bra, and it falls on the bed. She gets why he asked her to turn around, conscious that her shyness would, at least at first, follow her even in bed: like this, she can't see him watching, and her instinct to hide from him is stifled.  Not that she had nothing to worry about: Dean just sighs softly and cups her breasts in his hands, a smile splitting his face at how soft and hot her skin is. 

Her leggings go next, tugged down roughly by herself, 'cause suddenly she really, really needs to be naked so he can touch her everywhere.  She leans forward on the bed, face pressing on a pillow as she shimmies out of her pants.  Dean huffs a laugh behind her. "These are very sexy," he comments, hooking his fingers on the edge of her underwear. Which is ridiculous, cause she has on the most boring pair of black undies ever produced.  Goes to show with how little Dean is pleased.  Instead of taking the last piece of offending clothing off, he slides two fingers up and down her folds, pushing in a little through the fabric.  "So wet already," he says, “and I haven't even touched you yet." His voice has gone low and rumbly and that, coupled with his fingers, makes her that much wetter.  “‘Cause I want you,” she mumbles in the pillow, stating the obvious. She rocks backs on his hand, inviting. “You know, I-” “Yeah, baby?” Oh God, he called me baby, she thinks a bit hysterically. She bites back the embarrassment and tries to find somewhere the courage to finish the sentence. “You know, I - I think of you when I touch myself.”

There it is, out in the open. Just how ridiculously attracted to him she is. 

His movements stutter; when she angles her head so that she can see his face, she finds him already watching her with such intense, naked longing in his eyes, she has to feel proud. It’s getting to her head, feeling wanted like this. “What?” he asks, finally sliding off her underwear. He’s already naked, and as soon as the panties hit the mattress she pushes back until she’s flush with him – his erection is pressed in the cleft of her ass, getting smeared with her wetness when she starts undulating her hips. “What- fuck,” Dean tries again, distracted by what she’s doing. “Mmh, what do you think about?” God, she’s burning up, and she’s so damn empty without him inside of her. “I don’t know, uh - Your fingers?” Dean circles an arm around her and sneaks his hand down her belly until he can touch her clit, middle and forefinger forming slow circles in time with her hips. “Yes, yes like that, fuck,” she gasps. She decides, there and then, to tell him a secret. 

“One time, one time we were at that diner together, Sam and Cas were there as well...And you had that red shirt on, and you must have spent some time on your hair, ‘cause it was – I don’t know, Dean, you were just so beautiful. I was sitting right in front of you. You were flirting with the waitress, and I thought, I thought ‘God, what if I took my shoe off, and slid my foot all the way up his leg and then, when he looks at me, confused, pretend I’m not doing anything?’ And I kept thinking about it, ‘cause you weren’t looking at me anyway.  What if I made you hard, there in public, but you had to keep your face straight and not react? And then, what if you grasped my ankle under the table like a warning to stop, but you still pushed back to have more friction, blushing that pretty red when Sam asked you if were okay? And you know what, Dean?” She pauses a second, lost in the fantasy and the feeling of his hands on her. “I would have stopped without a word. I would have left you there, wouldn’t have even acknowledged what I was doing by glancing at you – I would have stood up, with you still hard in your jeans in that cute, family-friendly diner, and I would have said “Sorry, gotta powder my nose” or something just as stupid, to look even more annoyingly innocent –  and then I would have gone to the bathroom. And waited for you to follow me, so you could fuck me in one of the stalls, my hand on your mouth to keep you quiet, hoping against hope that no one would come in, or hear us, or interrupt us before you could cum so deep inside me I would have felt you for days-”

Dean moves away from her, one hand to keep her still. “Okay, okay, that’s- that's enough for now." His free hand is at the base of his dick, squeezing a bit as he calms down. He’s breathing fast, lips bitten red and freckles standing out against the flush on his face. He is, quite possibly, the hottest thing she has ever seen. And she did that. “You little- I think I remember that day, fuck. That’s what you were thinking? Jesus.”  He briefly rummages in the bedside drawer and comes back to the bed with a condom.  “Is like this okay?” he asks, and helps her up from where she was sprawled on the bed.  She considers whether or not her legs will hold her up in this position, and figures that after that spiel she deserves to be a bit of a pillow princess – Dean will hold her up if he needs to. With those strong, muscular arms of his. Mmh, God bless his biceps... So she hums “yes,”  and hooks her feet around his calves to feel him closer. 

She looks back at him as he goes in, and more than the feeling of Dean sliding into her, she'll never forget how his eyes flutter close in a pained frown, like it feels so good it hurts; like he’s somehow surprised by the pleasure.  And then he moves, and her eyes just close on their own at the feeling. Everything’s just burning hot – Dean inside her, his hands touching everywhere on her body, his forehead pressed between her shoulders when he leans down.  “‘Missed this,” he mumbles on her skin. “I always forget how good it is.” 

Which would be, was this a different setting, an unwelcome reminder of how many women have been under him before her. Right now, with him groaning and moaning in her ear? She couldn’t care less.

The pace picks up - and, really, Dean’s a very proportionate man, and, in that position, he goes too deep for comfort. At a particularly hard thrust, she whimpers in pain. “You okay?” he asks, worried fingers moving the hair out of her face.  “Yeah, ‘s okay. Just-” “I hurt you,” he interjects, and helps her up. “Get closer to the headboard? Alright, let’s try it like this.”  On her knees, with her arms balancing her weight on the wall, the angle changes drastically. Dean slides back into her, this time pressed on her in a long line from shoulders to knees, and hooks his chin on her shoulder. “Better?”

“Way better,” she says, and smiles at his happy sigh. 

There’s not much she could tell you about the rest, not without interrupting herself every two seconds by grinning and blushing. It just feels good. It feels amazing.  Dean’s experience is evident in his every move, and he doesn’t let her forget for a second exactly who’s she with –  in that too-hot bedroom with weapons decorating the wall, giving a memory foam mattress a run for its money.  She says his name probably too many times, and some ridiculous praise comes out of her mouth once in a while, but Dean doesn’t seem to mind; he bites her neck too hard, at one point, and it hurts but she loves it, the proof that he has lost himself completely in her body.  And Dean builds her up and up, with his voice and his fingers and his cock, until she shudders and cums around him. 

She briefly loses sense of time, feeling only Dean thrusting into her faster and deeper and with a faltering rhythm – when she comes back to herself, he’s slipping out of her with a groaned “Jesus Christ.”

She lies down on her back, panting as she watches him throw away the condom in a small bin beside the bed. All those good chemicals that come with an orgasm are making her feel more naked than a simple lack of clothes – Dean turns back to her, and she has the impression that he can see right through her skin and bones; that all the feelings that surely will scare him off are sprawled out on the bed like heavy, uncomfortable blanket. 

She feels both amazing and scrubbed raw at the same time. She really needs Dean to take her in his arm before she starts crying, which is becoming more and more probable by the second. 

Instead, his attention falls on his phone, bleeping away on the bedside table. “Twelve messages?”, he says when he picks it up. They’re from Sam, which becomes obvious when he reads them instead of chucking the phone at the end of the bed; she watches him frown as he scrolls down. “Ugh, fuck. It’s Sam; Jody apparently needs back up after all. Five werewolves? Well, shit.”

She doesn’t say anything and busies herself by sliding under the blanket. 

She doesn’t like to think of Jody in danger, but she likes even less where this is going. Dean is putting his boxers back on, and clean clothes from his drawer. Oh, wow, look at all that flannel. Does he have an endless supply or something? “I gotta go,” he explains. No shit, Sherlock. “Hey, it was awesome,” he tells her as he puts a belt on, nonchalant as if he was talking about a very good burger. “Just- awesome. Shit, I’m so late already, Sam’s gonna bitch all the way to Sioux Falls. See you in a few days?” She nods, a bit jaded by the sudden change in scenario – from one with Dean naked in bed with her to one where he’s leaving as if nothing happened –  and he smiles and winks at her. 

And then he’s gone. 

Maybe she spends the next hour on the verge of tears, hugging his pillow and watching the rest of Kill Bill as a distraction, but that’s not really any of your business.  She gets up, eventually, and puts her clothes back on even if the bunker is empty. She does what feels like a walk of shame back to her room and straight to her shower. She washes off, with her favourite lavender-scented soap, all the signs of the past few hours off of her skin. Like it was a random guy. Like it was just a one-off. 

Thank you very much, ma’am, it has been fun while it lasted. 

“I gotta go.”

Well, alright. Goodbye stranger, then. 

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