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jinlias · 9 months
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a/n: how could i post a month of blurbs and no angst? sike u thought bitch.
you can tell the exact moment she breaks. you’ve been trying to tell her you’ve noticed it all, but you always missed her.
“hey, wheres mina?” the last group arrives at the dorm, but instead of four, it’s only sana, jihyo and momo.
“practicing” momo responds absentmindedly, her mind completely on the cold noodles they picked up on the way.
“again?” jihyo shares your concern, both your eyes speaking for themselves. she almost stops eating to come with you, but you reassure her it’s better you go alone.
if this wasn’t your partner’s breaking point, it was yours.
you couldn’t believe you were, but in your head, silently, you were weighing out whether this or her anxiety break had been worse.
from a while back, you noticed mina had been spending way too much time practicing than normal, dancing, singing, all of the above. for some reason, her diet was much stricter than yours or the others and her scheduled was way more packed all of the sudden.
come to think of it, you never heard her say no anymore.
“mina, elle wants you for their july-“ “yes”
“after the shoot, do you think you can take a couple of picture at the grand opening-“ “sure”
“do you have any free time slots tomorrow” “i’ll make the time”
but she wasn’t enthusiastic about it either. and trust, the sex was there and so were the loving kisses and whispers, it’s just, her eyes, mina isn’t there anymore.
“okay. i hear you” jihyo rubbed your back up and down as she listened the first time. you felt so bad you had woken her up in the middle of the night to complain, but more than your leader she was your best friend, if anything she could possibly get through mina. “not me, i can try, but there’s no way she’ll hear me out before you”
“she’s killing herself” jihyo wipes your tears and takes a deep breath to hold some of her own.
“i know it’s hard to think about but y/n- i need you to break her-” the entire time the words came from her mouth, she can see the denial in your eyes and how the pout on your lips deepened.
that was then, now, you’re angry.
“oh, this again. awesome, i’m kind of rusty myself” you drop your gym bag on the floor and begin to tie your hair as you get in position.
you can’t lie and say you willingly got out of bed at almost ten at night to practice. you willingly got out of bed this late because of her. one more night feeling the bed deepen with her body at some much late hour than you tried going to sleep was going to drive you off a cliff.
“y/n? what are you doing here baby?” your eyes press shut and you turn your head to the side when she pauses the music, arms crossed as a tactic to not let her in this time.
“what are you doing here mina?” you never did what jihyo asked, it hurt you to hurt her, but now you had to, because you love her, and you want her to love herself again too.
“i’m.. rehearsing” she replies as if it were obvious.
“i can see that, but why? do you know what time it is?”
“no?”
“it’s late, if we don’t go home we’re going to have trouble waking up tomorrow” her chest stings at all the ‘we’s, and you can see her now usual facade start to lessen. she’s heard you before, she just never listened.
“go home. i’ll be there soon” she tries to shake all the red blaring sirens telling her she’s tired, that you’re right and that she should go home with you, try to sleep more than four hours tonight.
“i’m not going anywhere without you mina” your hands fall at your sides and you begin to walk towards her, stopping only a couple of steps apart. “you can’t tell me you don’t know what you’re doing”
“i’m just practicing babe, i’ll be there soon. i promise”
“you’ve broken a lot of promises lately, you know that right?” you watch her swallow, turn around to fidget with something at the radio station instead of looking at you. “if you know exactly what i’m talking about, why tip toe?”
“i don’t know y/n” her voice raises higher than the usual whisper, and you don’t know whether to be upset at her or put yourself in her shoes. “it’s working. i’ll be home soon”
“what’s working?”
“i said-“
“yeah, you said you’ll be home soon. but you’ve told me that the last three nights and it wasn’t true. what’s working?”
“y/n- i-“
“mina, this is not working. nothing is working. im worried about you all the time and you’re not even letting me in. either we go home and talk about proper help or i’ll be joining you.”
“baby. it doesn’t work like that” she’s scared, you can see that much now, she’s finally allowing herself to feel rather than bottle it up and swallow it down with her usual work ethic.
“all these late practices, the crazy diets. cramped schedule? count me in, i’ll do it all if that’s what it takes for you to stop” she looks like she’s been caught, biting her lips and looking down in shame. and you let yourself calm down, soften even as you walk towards her, closer until you’re asking for her hands. “i’m worried mina. let me help you”
“you don’t understand” a single tear falls on your hands, now clasped together with hers as she stares at them.
“then tell me. i’ll listen. if you’re scared, i’m here. mina. i love you, i’m done letting you go through this alone” you squeeze her hands, hoping for some sort of emotion, thankfully she squeezes yours back.
“i don’t want the girls to know” she sniffles, watching you nod and swallow a lump in your throat, hoping no tears came out, because you’ve cried enough. you needed to be there like mina had been for you when you needed, loving you through all your hardships.
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nippunji · 1 year
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You do not have to prove anything to anyone. It is wonderful to be alive, to be who you are, and to grow. Ultimately, that is all that matters. #😀 #love #blessings #bliss #nj #mnj #sj #avj #pause #breathe #alive #noplans #ease #enjoy #merkabah #madhvinjuneja @merkabah_travel @merkabahtravel #thankyougod #life (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoKuO1nhtxp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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llycaons · 2 years
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this fic is so goddamn weird. I care more about mianmian and nmj than wwx. getting all emotional about mianmian and the two sentences about her family, and then there’s this line about nmj volunteering with kids that actually made me cry but I just find this wwx annoying. he’s got nothing going on besides being a college student and missing his family and all he does is make stupid jokes and then cry.
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sosuperawesome · 5 months
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Gold Leaf Jewelry // MNJ
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weoris · 3 months
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CONNECTED 🗯️ MELODIES ‎ 003 PROFILES | JUNGWONS FRIENDS
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WNG NCHLAS  ﹐ 2002ENFP @cocalastic | &TEAM 02 in 04z he dies..
KM MNJ  ﹐ 2004INFP @growy | XiKERS such a (angry) cutie!
L ANTN  ﹐ 2004INTP @hansohee | RiiZE fake namer 1
JNG WNYNG  ﹐ 2004ESFP @forever | iVE born to be.. everything
PHM HNi  ﹐ 2004INFP @pamnok | NWJNS fake namer 2
KM LZ  ﹐ 2004INFP @tangizzie | iVE jeju orange potato
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MASTERLIST ☕️ PREVIOUS NEXT CHAPTER
NOTE almost done
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100secondegyptology · 5 months
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The good name
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As this has come up occasionally - what were Egyptian names like, what were Egyptians called... I've just looked through pictures I took at museums and noticed that I do have a few nice examples where peoples "good names" are given.
The first is a stela from Akhmim, dating to the Old Kingdom, which shows a man called wsr-mjn (Usermin) in front of an offering table (left side). His name is given in the upper line with the offering formula and then again with his title Hm-nTr (priest) in the middle column. In front of him there's another name: His rn-nfr, his good name - which was Wedja. This would have possibly been a name he would have been called in life, similar to a nickname. The stela is now in the Scottish National Museum but unfortunately their display does not offer an accession number.
The second piece was once part of a limestone false door and dates from the Old Kingdom as well, this time coming from Dendera. The man shown on the left is called ppj-mn-anX (Pepi-Men-Ankh) which is given in the last column of the text. You can clearly see that the name is basilophorous, i.e. it incorporated the king's name, because that part is framed with a cartouche. Underneath that name, again, there's his rn-nfr: Mnj (Meni). The fragment is now in the Manchester Museum and has the number 3503.
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whumpbby · 5 months
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Thinking back to that omega JC with alpha NMJ idea, both outcomes are interesting but I find myself more captivated by the version where NMJ lives, the guy doesn't get to live very often after all. He deserves some good things to finally happen to him. The same goes for WQ (and maybe WN). Who I just realized would have a blast taking on the challenging mystery of the Nie's saber technique. Go play God girl.
Sometimes I forget how creative omegaverse allows one to be, not just with the dynamics but with packs too. Both NMJ and JC are dynamic leaders of their inner pack (family) and general pack (sect); both of which have recently taken major casualties. Their instincts are hypersensitive right now. Something they don't fully realize until the baby can be felt kicking not just JC's belly but their parental instincts into overdrive.
God I just want to see these two be parents! JC doesn't have JL anymore because JYL and her husband are thankfully alive and NMJ is finally able to experience parenthood thanks to also being alive. I wonder what type of uncle NHS would make?
Some last thoughts, at least JC has JYL to ask questions about parenthood, WWX will get to be a proper uncle this time, and A Yuan can keep his Wen family. Truly this is a happy timeline.
Sorry for the long time it took me to answer this ask, I needed to put my thoughts in order about this AU, becuase there are A LOT of thoughts about this AU!
I love omegaverse - it allows to pull in such a variety of subjects and themes, from straight-up porn to some really good character analysis and world building:)
In the 'NMJ lives' option, the plot goes a bit different than in canon - NMJ is a rash and righteous character, but I don't believe that he's politically dumb. He's set in his ways and inflexible, sure, but he can see the bigger picture (something that JC is not able to do at the moment due to stress, inexperience and having approx. 3h of sleep a week). He knows what sort of a viper JGS is and how the Jiang being weak benefits the Jin - and how he didn’t have a horse in this race until the option of an heir by JC came up.
Now, the Jiang being strong again will benefit the Nie - a pact with a trade-oriented region? Yes, please. After the war, they all need that. No wonder JGS is so keen on destabilising the region - with his son married to the Jiang Yanli the man probably thinks he has first pick of the trade deals.
However, if NMJ has a child via the current Jiang clan leader, then the Nie get the political priority and that's tempting. The Jin don't need any more power in their hands - and it's obvious that's what JGS is aiming for and JGY is helping him achieve in front of everyone's faces.
Well, then. Huaisang isn't the only one with a mischievous streak in this family. There are not many chances to indulge in it as a Sect Leader - but pissing of other sect leaders is a long-reaching tradition in the sphere of Great Sects.  NMJ wasn't leading the charge against the Wen just so the fat cats that barely lifted a finger could reap the benefits.
And thus begins Nie Mingjue's campaign to be the biggest pain the JGS's ass he can manage to be. He's still pissed off at JGY, so he channels that into less screaming and more interrupting him whenever some speech about Yiling Laozu starts winding up. At Huaisang's prodding, he brings his oldest advisors to the conferences, the old sly foxes that served his father and has them look out for the issues that may evade him. Yao sect leader is so brave when ranting against a young omega sect leader, but somehow has little to say when an imposing alpha growls at him to shut up from across the room.
And it's fun. Most fun MNJ had since the war has started. It relaxes him a little, allows him to focus on something else than the despair of losing so much to the Wen (and trusting the wrong people). It allows him to see the bigger picture a bit more clearly - and while the Nie never paid much attention to the rest of the cultivation world, the threads he can see now aren't running in a good direction. They are staring into the face of another war - all for a pathetic handful of war prisoners and a piece of metal Jin Guangshan apparently cannot live without!
So, yes, it makes perfect sense to get himself involved at this point and help out a fellow sect leader forged in the flames of war. It would be damn shame if the Jin got to fold Yunmeng into their coffers and take the one eligible gentry omega for themselves.
And, that is not to be understated, Jiang Wanyin isn't hard on  the eyes in any measure. And talking to him proved that he isn't much as the rumours painted him - not a rash, angry shrew. Not like his mother was described. He is raw and inexperienced, yes, and very defensive - but he's also reasonable and respectful, and willing to discuss his points until pressed into arguing them. He's honourable and honest. No wonder Meng Yao is able to talk circles around him.
Having a kid with an omega like that isn't a bad idea.
Hell, maybe he even allows JC to take him to the Burial Mounds to see in person how Wei Wxian's army fares... and yeah, that's what he expected tbh. Well, the pup running around is a surprise, but otherwise yeah, he's shivering in his boots. He's not going to admit he was wrong to want them dead - never - but he can admit that they're too pathetic to be a danger to anyone at this point. Seeing the fames Ghost General weeding turnips puts things into perspective a bit. (Maybe that's how he comes across Wen Qing and she makes her case about helping with the family curse?)
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nimphko · 6 months
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Mnj seeng a mcdonalds druve thru at its peak busyness is something we all need to sees
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sapakuliamedijo · 6 months
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Que GANAS de hablar contigo un ratito
Volví a tumblr gente <3 ya estoy respondiendo sus mnjs
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jinlias · 10 months
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“hey” her head peeks up at you as you walk in the bathroom. she’s watching sofia play in the bath with the toys jeongyeon gifted her today.
if anyone ever said anything negative about motherhood you would eat them alive, not only does your little bundle of joy provide eternal bliss, it has also made mina even more beautiful (you felt that was impossible, but here you are)
like now, how she sits on the edge of the bathtub, with her legs crossed one over the other. her hair has been pulled up with a claw clip, but she’s still wearing the pink long sleeve (per your now 3 year old’s request) with a pair of mom jeans, and she looks just as beautiful as the day you met her, and more.
“hi” she pats your side before you sit on the toilet cover “how bad is it?”
“please, you know better than to underestimate me” you shrug pretending to be cocky and your spouse can’t help the giggle that makes her shoulders vibrate. “only thing left is the bounce house outside, the girls from the rental will be here soon”
mina takes your hands in hers and places a grateful peck on the back of each one. “thank you for marrying me” the two of you smile and it’s played off as a joke for the moment, but both of you know (and everyone around you) just how deep your love actually was.
because it took you from your darkest ages to movie-like memories you still continue to create to this day. your daughter’s third birthday was one of them. you realize motherhood has granted you one more thing, and it’s having some notion of time.
sometimes when you look at mina, a short flashback of her still similar features clouds your mind and it makes your chest race to think just how long you’ve been together, just everything you’ve been through, all the happy endings you’ve had together, including this one.
you can still see the doe, shimmery eyes that first caught your attention in the classroom for your economy class, where you first met. you look forward to seeing them the most every day, to kiss her pillowy lips and have her warm embrace wrap around you. she has no idea all the beautiful things going through your mind, and if you weren’t already married and beginning a family, you would get on your knee again and ask her to be yours forever.
fortunately, she already is. at least in this lifetime.
“I hope that in every life, you are there with me.” you press a peck to her lips, and then her forehead before the two of you continue to admire your little girl making core memories.
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namasukitanemanko · 25 days
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平日の1泊2日の東京遠征行ってきた。
さすがの東京、平日でも楽しめる。
羽田に到着後、すぐに西日暮里の有名なテンバに向かう。
平日の昼過ぎっていうのにド変態がたくさん集まっている。
ド変態バリタチにたっぷりやられるべく、今回は気合い入れてパイパンにしてきた。
早速バリタチに手を出したら成功。
個室でガン掘られ、1発目の種付!
その後もイケメンのガッチリバリウケに種付なんかしちゃったりして、合計3発種付してもらえた!
その後ホテルにチェックイン。
MNJに書き込みして、種壺待機。
3人から種付3発。
マジで東京はサイコーの街。
夜は部屋でのんびりして、翌日のスカトロ調教に備える。
以下、スカ系の記載あり。(閲覧注意)
今回の遠征の最大の目的。
完全な大便器になりたいという自分の願望のため、以前からスカ系のサイトで相手を見つけて、今回調教してくださることに。
15年近くスカはできてなかったが、去年くらいから大便器願望が再燃し、久々に糞食えてからその気持ちがヤバいことになってる。
食えるかどうか不安ではあったが、ベテランスカトロS様の厳しくかつ優しい調教で、咀嚼して舌でしっかり味を確かめて、嚥下。たくさんの糞を食わせてもらった。俺の頭の中はスパークしっぱなし。
その後は俺を喉マンコとして使ってくださる方があとで来てくれるとのことで、S様の指でゆっくり喉を拡げてもらって、喉の調整までしてもらった。
まずはイラマチオ好きのガッチリ兄貴。拡げてもらった喉奥に呼吸ができなくなるまでガチマラをぶち込んでもらった。ありがたいことに俺の喉マンコだけで興奮してくださり、喉マンコの奥にたっぷりぶち撒いてくれました。
その後はしゃぶらせ好きのバリタチさんに尺奉仕。乳首をお互いに責め合い、俺の口マンコにドロッドロの大量の種をぶち撒けてもらいました。
その後はスカトロS様と談笑したりして、のんびり過ごし、最後はスカトロS様のエロい顔を見ながらイかせてもらいました。
また次はもっとハードにスカトロ調教してやると言ってもらえて、俺の大便器願望がさらに増えていくこととなりました。
やっぱ東京はサイコーの街。スカトロS様も言っていたが、短い人生楽しんだ方がいい。東京に移住してこいとのこと。マジで考える。
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nippunji · 1 year
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You do not have to prove anything to anyone. It is wonderful to be alive, to be who you are, and to grow. Ultimately, that is all that matters. #😀 #love #blessings #bliss #nj #mnj #sj #avj #pause #breathe #alive #noplans #ease #enjoy #merkabah #madhvinjuneja @merkabah_travel @merkabahtravel #thankyougod #life (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoKuO1nhtxp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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k-rush · 1 year
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思い出すと、ざわざわ
もうずいぶん前のことになります
僕、カラダのおっきな人がタイプで、MNJで見つけた、ちょっと年下の、おっきな人に会いに行きました
もちろん、カプセル持参で
ちょっと俺、コロナ(コロナクラブのことです)には入れないから、って言われて、 まあ、場所はどっちでもいいし、って思って、そのまま近くのラブホへ
ここ、きれいなんです 高層なんですけど、普通にガレージみたいな感じで入れます たおやかな音楽とか流れてたりして
それ、好きなだけ持ってっていいよ、なんて言われました え、そうなの?僕、カプセル持ってきたんやけど、、 
ま、いっか って思って(そう、その頃って、なぜか空のカプセルと細い耳かきみたいなやつを持ち歩いてました)、その入れ物からカプセルにちょっとずつ(なんとなく、このくらい〇㎎?みたいなイメージで)、10個分ほどいただきました
シャワーから出てきたら、今日使う分は、量っておいてあげたから、って言われて、、 あ、そうなん? まあ、任せちゃおっかなーなんて思い、そのまま下から
ねえ、おいでよ、ってベッドに呼ばれて イメージは、おっきくてどっしりな野郎 髪は少し伸びてて、無造作
ほら、入れてごらんよ、って言われる おもむろにまたがってみる 
あ、でかい
どうにか入った 小瓶を嗅ぐ す、す、す しみわたる感じ
ちょっとさわさわしてきた 効いてきたのかな
おっきくてどっしりな野郎にしがみついてみる あ、素敵な肉感
左耳の近くに寄ってみる あ、
くさい
いや、とってもいい匂い 野郎の臭いがしてる 
なにこれ くさいよ どんどんざわざわしてしまう
鼻の中が、おっきくてどっしりな野郎の臭いがいっぱい
たまらない くさいってば 違うな、なんて素敵な野郎の匂い
頭にしがみついてしまう すると
もっといい匂い、いや、臭いが、頭の中から
え?何?シャンプーしてない感じなのかな?
違う、違う、そんなんいい訳ないのに、
今までなら、そんなん勘弁、なんて思っていたのに、
だめだ、嗅ぎたい 
おっきくてどっしりな野郎の、頭の臭い
ケツを動かさずにはいられない
小瓶をどんどん嗅いでしまう
なに一人で気持ちよくなってるの? 俺のこと気持ちよくしてよ
下から突き上げられながら、うん、うん、ってうなづいて、
小瓶と頭の臭いを嗅ぐ
嗅がずにいられない もう止まらない
はっ 気付いたら、もう帰る時間だよ、って
え、うそ マジで?
しょんべんじゃーじゃー垂れ流してたよ、って言われました
うわーめっちゃ残念 よかったとこ全然覚えてないし
帰りの車の中、ずーっとざわざわしながら、
どういうわけだか大雨で、必死こいて帰ったのを思い出します
これ書きながら、今も、ちょっとざわざわして、
手がちょっとだけひんやりしてきました 困ったもんです
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joes-stories · 3 months
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Beim Paartherapeuten
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Ich ficke dich gerade mal zwei Stunden, dann spritzt du schon ab. Da bin ich noch nicht mal warm gelaufen ...
Mag sein, mein Schatz, aber du vergisst zu erwähnen, dass ich vier bis fünf mal komme, dann sind wir schon bei acht Stunden oder länger ...
Hmmm ...
Außerdem, sieh es doch als Kompliment, dass ich dich so erregend finde. Dein Prügel ist 27 cm lang und 8 cm im Durchmesser. Das ist schon geil, wenn du im mir steckst und mich hart ran nimmst ...
Hmmn ...
Wenn ich dich dann so anschaue, über mir, knurrend und stöhnend, bei jedem Stoß bewegen sein deine geilen Riesentitten und deine Nippel sind groß und hart, ich spiele damit, zwirble sie so kräftig, dass du laut vor Erregung aufschreist, glaubst du dass lässt mich kalt ...?
Hmpf ...
Erinnerst du dich an den Typen kürzlich, der dich angebaggert hat? Du hast ihn nur dreckig angegrinst und er hat sofort in seine Hose abgespritzt. Da finde ich meine zwei Stunden, und zwar mehrmfach, eine echte Leistung...
Mnj ...
Und deine Küsse, so sinnlich und zärtlich und gleichzeitig doch so stark und fordernd. Ich kann mich so ganz und gar fallen lassen in deine Liebe, wir verschmelzen zu einer Einheit, sind nur noch ein Organismus der der zu reiner Extase verschwimmt ...
Ohhhh ....
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Meine Herren, bisher verläuft das Gespräch doch sehr einseitig. Ich sehe für Ihre Problematik eine ganz klare Lösung! Sie benötigen an Ihrer Seite einen dritten Mann, der jung, starkt und gutaussehend ist, um sich an ihm abzureagieren und durch ihn wieder zueinander zu finden ...
Bildquelle Paar:
Bildqulle Therapeut
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postsofbabel · 7 months
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truly-morgan · 7 months
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[Kinktober 2021: Sex Toy (18+)]
MoShang | Scum Villain Self-Saving System Modern AU 24-10-2021
Day 24: P̷r̷e̷g̷n̷a̷n̷c̷y̷ / F̷o̷r̷m̷a̷l̷ ̷W̷e̷a̷r̷ / [Sex Toy]
Shang Qinghua loves playing risky games with Mobei-jun. Their latest game is in the middle of a meeting at work.
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Mobei-jun would have to admit, he never excepted his spouse to be so into these kinds of games. They had done rather risqué games in the past, but until now, he feels like it was never as dangerous as this.
Had anyone told him in the past that he would one day be doing a rather important meeting with a vibrating plug in his ass and three bullets attached to his dick he would have beaten you up.
But here he was, trying to sit as straight-faced as possible as he was talking about what needed to be done, listening to people. He would sometimes side-eye Shang Qinghua who was having fun changing the setting.
Thankfully, everyone knew better than to sit close to mbj ends of the table. Unless your name was sqh you were not welcomed that close.
The sounds of people talking, the faint sounds of people outside, the sound of the projector, everything was burying the already faint sound of the toy.
It was also good because no one could hear the strangely uneven breath of their boss. Sure, some thought he looked strangely flushed today, but they assumed he was probably a bit sick, since he had been like this since arriving at work that day. Poor sqh who seemed to be doing even more today was also a sign that maybe he was not feeling so good.
Everyone made sure that the meeting was as short as possible for this reason. They knew better than to annoy their boss, especially when he was not in great shape.
Sqh saw everyone out politely, thanking them for their good work. When everyone was finally out, he locked the door, hand going inside his pocket to play with the settings again, putting everything higher this time.
This was at the same moment mnj wanted to stand up, instead feeling his knee growing weak and forcing him back into his chair. Now that they were alone in the soundproof room, he allowed himself to moan and gasp freely (especially since he knew sqh loved hearing him).
Sqh joined him, rolling the chair back a bit so he could sit on the table in front of mbj, looking down at the tent between his legs. “Look at you” he cooed,
the tip of his shoes teasing him a bit gaining a whimper, “You look so painfully hard now, did you enjoyed being stimulated like this when everyone could have seen you?”.
He decided to play a bit more with his spouse, the way he ended up jerking his hips against his shoe or more pleasure. He ended up coming to him, sitting in his lap, only to feel how wet the pants had gotten now.
He could probably not talk too much, he had also gotten hard from the show, from watching how excited and aroused mbj was throughout this whole meeting, trying his best so no one knew what was happening. He loved seeing mbj so lost in his pleasure when he was finally allowed to relax a bit.
“Look at you, so shamelessly coming in your pants in front of everyone, it must feel uncomfortable now,” he said, his hand playing with the oversensitive cock through the wet clothing.
He felt strong hands on his waist, gripping at him with dear life, mbj kissing his neck and face. “A-hua, please, I can’t anymore” mbj whispered between moans and panting, trembling and shaking from the overstimulation on his dick and prostate, he couldn’t continue like this and he wasn’t even sure how he managed to keep it semi-together all this time.
“What does my boss want? He must be more precise” he said, soon feeling hands groping his ass, feeling pulled a bit closer to mbj where their hard member was now against each other through the clothes. “I want a reward for doing good” he moaned, “I want to feel a-hua around me”.
Sqh hummed at this. Mbj had been a good boy indeed. He had been enduring these vibrators on him at different settings (often painfully weak to give him a break, he couldn’t let it be that strong all day either). all morning and it was already 14 p.m. He had truly done a great job.
“Mobei-jun was indeed a good boy today” he said, enjoying the shiver that went through his spouse at the praise, “He can have his rewards” he said happily.
Mbj was quick to try and undue their buckles and pants, despite his unsteady hands. He did need sqh help to finally have both their pants taken away, the bullet finally leaving his cock. He was about to finger sqh when he felt something blocking his way. He looked up at sqh surprised, only for the man to smirk.
Sqh turned around, bending over the table with one hand spreading his cheeks, showing the plug inside of him with a nice blue diamond at the base. This seemed to please mbj, teasing him a bit before taking it out, feeling how sqh was already all lubed up and ready to go.
“I had already thought about rewarding you” he smiled, coming to straddle his lap on the chair, not losing time to take the full length of mbj inside of him. “Don’t move” he ordered, feeling the hips underneath him freeze as they had started to trust into him. Instead, he was riding him, not letting the chance for mbj to do it like he wanted to.
It still didn’t take much for mbj to come again deep inside of him. He was a bit surprised when strong arms hugged him tightly, mbj hiding against his neck as his hips were stuttering, muscles tensing. Sqh only stopped moving when he came too, although it didn’t take long for him either, to mess up the front of mbj shirt.
As they were calming down sqh turned off the toy still inside of mbj, hugged his spouse while laying his head on his shoulder, hand gently stroking through his hair. He was softly whispering praises to mbj, telling him how good he did and how beautiful he looked.
They stayed like this for a while, sqh waiting for mbj to come back to earth completely. He then stood up, putting his own plug back in with a wink “Wouldn’t want to let anything leak”.
It was as sqh was putting his clothes back on that mbj realised just how much of a mess his own clothes had become, making him a bit reluctant to put them back on.
“I took some similar clothes with me this morning just in case we made a mess” sqh pointed out with a smile, softly kissing his forehead.
“sqh is always so thoughtful” mbj pointed out with a small smile. 
This is why he also trusted him with those games. He knew sqh planned it well enough for it to go well.
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(I think I managed to theoretically make two of the prompt but anyway, submissive mbj and dominant sqh all the way, you cannot change my mind)
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