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Bad Omega, Sweet Omega JJK (M)

Pairing – Omega! Jeongguk x Reader

Genre – Werewolf AU, Smut, Angst, fluff, Omega Going Into Heat AU

Summary – [This year Jeongguk’s heat leads to unexpected discoveries. You always thought that Jeongguk hates your guts even though his wolf liked to cuddle you. Until you find yourself in a sticky situation in the bathroom while the pack members try to break down the door.]

Warnings – angst, jeongguk is a little feral at the beginning, he corners you and licks your neck, sexual tension, multiple sex scenes, scenting, kissing, lots of licks, dom! jeongguk but also sub! jeongguk he switches but mostly dom gukie I think (yeah I don't know what happened to me guys my hand slipped), unprotected vaginal sex, hair pulling, making out, bondage (guk is tied up), werewolf heat sex, dirty talk, jeongguk is needy, overstimulation, face sitting, oral (both receiving), fingering, blowjob, handjob, body worship, tongue fucking, multiple orgasms, knotting, raw penetration, possessive guk, big dick guk, size kink (because it's me), edging, rough-(ish) fucking, creampie(s), scent kink, biting/marking (one bite to be exact and it's not gukie), implied cockwarming, period sex (!), guk is your personal heater, cuddles, aftercare, shower sex, confessions, lovemaking, breast play, biting kink, slow fucking

Word Count – (10k)

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⤷ Part of Bad and Sweet Trilogy

”I got the chains. Can I come in?” You whisper-yell through the door, pacing around the backyard when no one answers even though you knocked twice and called every pack member except for one who you know won’t reply. It seems like everyone is occupied for some reason. Unsure if you should drop it off and book it or wait for someone to reply to your text messages you start chewing on your lower lip anxiously.

You don’t know what to do. After weighing your options you choose the latter and take another peek at your device. You came this far so you shouldn’t give up now. It’s literally a life and death situation you can’t let them down.

You know they’re home, they wouldn’t let poor Jeongguk be alone when he’s in heat.

It’s your wellbeing that you’re kinda worried about. They said that an omega in heat can smell you even from a mile and while you were never particularly good at math even you know that the numbers are not in your favour so close to the packhouse.

You feel like a burglar looking around every two seconds to make sure no one sees you when you in reality are checking out the place for threats. It’s eerily quiet outside.

To be honest, this is not how you planned to spend your weekend. You’re sure the girl who checked you out at the store thinks that you’re into some kinky BDSM shit or worse. She thinks you’re some nasty kidnapper or a serial killer!

You could feel it in her stare that she was judging you hard as she ringed up all those chains and heavy locks that Namjoon asked you to bring to replace the broken ones. You can’t exactly say you buy them because you’re friends with a bunch of werewolves.

Well at least she didn’t dial the cops as soon as you stepped out, that’s something to be grateful for.

You can’t even imagine how bad his heat is this time considering that he ripped two chains and the spare one! And now that you can hear the growls and grunts coming from upstairs you know that the door is hanging by a thread as well to keep him locked away.

Now you understand why Namjoon asked you to bring the chains asap. Damn, omegas are hard to handle. It must be even harder on Jeongguk. The boy is a muscle pig.

You really shouldn’t be here right now but you’re the only one available as Jimin’s and Taehyung’s girlfriends are busy with a family reunion or something along the lines like that.

You admit that you’re guilty of not listening to their ranting as you were busy ogling at Jeongguk shirtless. Who can blame you though? He was working out and sweating.

There isn’t a woman on this planet who could have looked away respectfully when he’s such a snack.

Besides the point. They can’t just ask someone considering that not many of their friends know about their family’s secret. So it really comes down to you only.

Finally, you hear someone unlock the door that grabs your attention and gets you out of your daydreaming.

”Did you get it?” Taehyung asks through the creak, you can only see his eyes through the slit of the door. Poor guy looks exhausted which makes you worry your lip even more at the sight. He didn’t open the front door wider for you. Probably to keep your scent outside. Normally you would roll your eyes and make some remarks but this time you just nod and point at your backpack where everything is.

Now’s not the time to joke about how that sounded like you’re about to hook him up with some good weed.

You wonder where everyone is as the house gets eerily quiet for a minute, with no grunts or heavy panting to disturb the silence. Taehyung needs to open the door wider for you to pass him the bag and that’s when you hear it. There’s a bang that awfully sounds like a door just got yeeted off the doorframe upstairs and some panicked yells follow the sounds of heavy breathing and even heavier footsteps. They yell Jeongguk’s name that screams trouble to you.

You spoke too soon. You’re fucked.

Your eyes widen when Jeongguk appears sweaty and disoriented with two pack members in tow trying to get a hold of him but with little to no success. Taehyung grabs you by the shoulder on impulse. He immediately shuts the door behind you, you hear as the lock turns.

Your heart is beating so fast that you’re afraid it will break free from your ribcage. You keep looking between the door and the guys as panic settles in. What do you do now?

”What are you doing?! Why did you lock me in too?” You whisper the words close to Taehyung’s ears while you can’t keep your eyes off Jeongguk who is struggling to break free from Jimin’s and Yoongi’s hold. Taehyung pulls you behind him protectively with an apologetic smile on his face.

”Sorry but he saw you. He wouldn’t let you go now and we need to keep him inside the house.” It makes sense (you’re a woman) but it doesn’t mean you’re any less nervous to be here. He could tear you limb by limb or fuck you till you’re unable to even stand upright. Either way, it would be humiliating if Jeongguk jumped your bones in front of his pack members. A chilled shiver runs down your spine at the thought.

You heard stories of a werewolf’s heat from the girlfriends but Jimin is a beta and Taehyung is an alpha.

Jeongguk however is an omega and his heat is very different from what you heard from the boys.

Their wolf comes out so strongly that they can’t think clearly. You remember Hoseok mentioning it to you that when an omega’s heat hits he can’t control his urges and it doesn’t matter in the heat of the moment who is there all he can think about is breeding his partner. It doesn’t matter that normally Jeongguk couldn’t even keep eye contact with you for more than five seconds before he has to look away. If you come across him while he’s in this state he will not hesitate to bend you backwards and fuck you that makes a different kind of shudder run down your spine.

The closest room where you could hide is in the bathroom on your right. Taehyung nudges you in that direction while he joins the two boys to help out, they’re relieved that he has the chains. But their relive it’s short lived though when Jeongguk somehow twists his hands out of their hold and grabs the door handle before you could close it.

You can barely hear their yells through the door and the rattle of the knob as you are now, face to face with Jeongguk and his glowing gold eyes laced with hunger. You could see the sweat collecting along his hairline but he still smells oh so nice, inhaling his manly scent makes you dizzy.

All you can hear is the blood rushing through your ears making everything sound like you’re underwater as you watch his face contort into a painful grimace.

You hold your breath when he gets close enough that you can feel his shaky exhale of breath on your face. Too close for comfort but you’re afraid to move in case it sets him off. He didn’t do anything yet and you’re not sure when they will be able to open the door so you refrain from making any sudden movements.

”J-Jeongguk, w-wait a minute!” You step back until your back collies with the cold tiles of the bathroom wall when he moves. You spoke too soon again. The cold sensation makes goosebumps appear on your skin as you shudder. Nowhere to go now he cages you between his muscular arms on either side of your waist. He’s shirtless you can’t help but look at his defined stomach and admire his muscles flexing with the motion of holding you between them.

This is not the right time to ogle at his fit body but you’re only woman while he’s a very attractive species of man right in front of your eyes. Heat or not. You should be scared shitless but weirdly, you don’t really feel that you’re in danger even when he’s standing this close to you.

He’s the youngest in his pack but definitely the most packing in terms of muscles. Any other day you wouldn’t think even for a moment that the sweet Gukie can be intimidating and make you shake in your boots.

What’s even crazier than that is that you’re not that scared to stand this close to him. Something in his eyes tells you that he won’t hurt you. He looks feral but there’s this tenderness in his eyes only reserved for your gaze to pick up on.

You don’t know if you should believe your instincts. You still jump when he ducks his face lower and licks the sweat off your cheek, startling you. He drags the wet muscle down your jaw licking the expanse of your skin as if you’re the tastiest ice cream on a sunny day.

”D-Don’t hurt me!” You yelp when you feel his tongue lave on your pulse point. There’s no way he can’t smell the fear on you as he keeps nibbling on your earlobe. He licks your entire neck, you can feel his sticky saliva coat your skin.

You’re so shocked that you barely register his hard on pressing to your stomach until he rolls his hips into you. His fingers dig into the dip of your hips to keep you in place.

He fucking whimpers at the contact that makes you feel a colourful palette of emotions. You let out a gasp of surprise that emits a deep growl from within his chest at the sound nothing like the sweet mewl he let out not too long ago.

The door bursts open the moment Jeongguk’s hand moves to hold your waist with who knows what kind of intention in mind and three werewolves are pulling him out of the room before you could blink twice. Everything happens so fast that your human senses are unable to keep up.

Your heart clenches painfully inside your ribcage as you hear him mewl and beg for them to let him go. He was so quiet until now. Taehyung is next to you inspecting your body for any injuries but you shake your head to reassure him that all your limbs are intact. Taehyung can smell Jeongguk's scent on you as his saliva started to dry on your neck. You’re more than fine just a little shell shocked.

”I’m fine. H-He just licked my neck.” Automatically your hand comes up to feel your neck except for the saliva that transferred on your fingers from your skin – there are no marks. He didn’t bite you or hurt you. Jeongguk is normally so shy and sweet. You never saw him acting this animalistic before. The sounds he made mere minutes ago left you hot and bothered and you’re glad no one mentions the change in your scent.

The boys made sure the new chains will hold on so you could open the bathroom door again. You hear his whiny voice, he’s telling the boys something but it’s too far away that your brain can’t make out the words only his sorrowful whimpers that pulls on your heartstrings. Jin rubs your arms to comfort you misjudging your distress but you’re too far away in your mind to register his soothing words in your ears.

Yoongi is the first one to come down, his face tells you nothing so you immediately ask him if he’s alright. If Jeongguk is alright. He then looks at you. His expression renders everyone speechless in the room. Yoongi looks deep in thought for a second.

”We have a big problem.” There’s dead silence inside the kitchen as everyone gathers around the table anticipating Yoongi’s elaboration on the subject. You sit between Jimin and Hoseok when Yoongi speaks up again. You know something is wrong when he only looks at you and he seems apologetic for some unknown reason.

”Jeongguk thinks Y/N is his mate.” If you were drinking something you sure would have spit it out by now. This is not what you were expecting your weekend to look like. Far from it. What kind of nonsense is this. Everyone around you is shocked, Taehyung is the first one to get his thoughts together and ask his hyung to repeat that.

”But we know Y/N for years and he never mentioned it once! Are you sure it’s not just his heat talking to get laid?” You can understand why Jimin would be sceptical. It’s not like there were many times where you and Jeongguk spent time alone without the guys if anything it always seemed like that he’s been avoiding you as much as he could.

This is a serious matter wolves don’t just go around calling just anyone their mate though.

It’s not something that happens overnight either. If you’re really his mate that means that he knew it for years! You don’t want to go there yet without a real confirmation but it would at least make sense why he was so shy around you. It’s rare for humans to be mated to werewolves but what’s even rarer is an omega having a human mate. It’s nature’s doing that omegas are mated to alphas 99.9% of the time and Jeongguk calling you his mate would make you the rare 0.1%.

”Even if we’re in heat we don’t claim someone is our mate when it’s not confirmed by our wolves. You know that as well as us, Jimin. He’s not coherent enough to come up with a lie, all we say and do during this time, it’s the truth. It’s a misconception that we say anything just to get laid.” Taehyung shifts from Jimin to you to explain and you nod. Understanding. Still a little out of it as you try to process this new information.

You’re Jeongguk’s mate. It should make you feel weirded out. But you can’t lie to yourself. You occasionally thought about Jeongguk as more than a friend, daydreaming about things involving him either innocently or not. Who do you try to deceive? It happens more than just a few times. The draw you always felt towards him makes perfect sense now that you know you’ve been fated to be together.

It was obvious that you had some kind of effect on him even before today as he always became tongue-tied as soon as you appeared in his peripheral. Realisation draws upon you that even when you meet up with the boys your eyes are searching for his before you greet anyone else.

You assumed that he’s not so fond of you when in reality it was the opposite really. You could also see why he didn’t want to tell you. It’s rare that his mate is a human. You hope that he’s not ashamed of you though. You might not be an alpha but you’re still his.

”What do we do now? I don’t understand why it’s bad news. I mean it’s sudden but-” You gulp avoiding everyone’s eyes before you continue. ”It’s n-not like I’m opposed to the idea.”

Yoongi snorts at my bashful state giving my shoulder a little squeeze of reassurance before the topic shifts. It’s evident that you had the biggest crush on Jeongguk since forever. Everyone in the pack knew about it except for Jeongguk.

”We told you that omegas are different right?” You nod, they talked about a few differences between their pack dynamics and how their heats differ from each other’s but you don’t know that much to be completely honest. It felt invasive on your part so you only listened when they offered to talk about it, you never outright asked.

”It’s painful to go through our heat without a mate but for an omega-” Taehyung trails off, unsure if it’s the best to tell you considering that it will put you in a place where a hard decision needs to be made by you and knowing you, you will want to help even though you’re not sure about it yourself.

”It will take a toll on his health sooner or later and now that he made skin to skin contact and inhaled your scent he can’t possibly think about anything else but to mate you. I don’t know if his body can handle his rut without you this time.”

You vividly remember how Jeongguk begged the boys to let him go, how he cried in agony when they dragged him away from you. He looked completely disoriented. At first, you thought that it’s impossible for his eyes to only focus while looking at you but now it doesn’t seem too far fetched. Maybe all he could see and focus on were you in front of him but so far away while his mind was full of unquenched lust and you’re the object of his desires.

”I can help him.” Their shoulders visibly relax after you offer. It must be hard for them to see their youngest suffer alone like that but they don’t want to force you either as you’re their friend as well. You can’t blame them for wanting the best for him. It seems like things will be a little backwards in your relationship but Jeongguk is not a normal guy either and you shouldn’t be coy now for both of your sakes.

You can picture how mortified he will look once the fog disappears from his mind and realises what happened. He will probably blush like crazy avoiding eye contact like always.

You can’t wait to see that. You just hope things will turn out well in the end.

”Can you uh, in the meantime go somewhere else? I would feel better if no one heard us- you know.” The boys coo as they see the blush spread across your cheeks.

They tease you a little but eventually agree to leave the house until Jeongguk’s heat passes.

Taehyung is reluctant at first he tries to convince you to have one of the boys stay just in case something happens but you reject the idea. The new chains should hold and you don’t think Jeongguk will hurt you. He could have, in the bathroom but he didn’t.

You promise to be careful.

”Just one more thing you need to know before we leave.” Jimin catches you by your sleeve pulling you back to get some distance between you and the boys who pack a few things before they leave. You’re confused why he suddenly asked you to talk to him privately.

”Just a few tips as a wolf.” Jimin winks and you look away to hide your embarrassment.

”I suggest you take a long shower before you go into his room, he will not like you smell like us. It would be even better if you could wear something of his so your scents would mix.”

He takes a whiff of air and chuckles. ”Not that I can’t smell him on you.” Your eyes widen before you look away and blush.

”It makes sense I guess. Anything else I should know?” You push your embarrassment to the side as you ask him. Jimin is not awkward about it at all it’s natural for them to go into heat and talk about this stuff so it’s time that you get yourself together. You need to know everything if you want to help Jeongguk through it properly.

”You know that omegas are normally mated to alphas. It’s a natural instinct to please our mate but it’s different from how we act since we’re more of the dominant side.”

”I’m not an alpha though. This will make a huge difference, isn’t it? What should I do, I’m just a human.” You kind of panic that you might not be able to please him, give him what he wants and craves. What if you can’t help him through his heat because you’re not a wolf? Jimin places a reassuring hand on your head and smiles to soothe your nerves.

”To please his wolf you need to think like an alpha Y/N. Make him submit to you. It doesn’t matter that you’re not a wolf you’re his mate, it doesn’t change his instincts to respond to your advances. He will want you to take control and tell him what to do. An omega only thinks about how to please their mate otherwise he will be anxious and think that you don’t want him or he’s doing something wrong.”

”Tell him what to do, got it.” You smile at him, feeling a little bit more confident than before and he returns your smile nodding.

”Tell him to prep you well too, he won’t be able to hold back his knot and it will be too painful if you’re not stretched.” You never thought that a day will come when you talk about sex with Jimin, you’re getting shy again as you listen to his explicit advice on how to handle an omega in heat.

”Also don’t tell him that I told you but he likes to be called a good boy.” Jimin winks.

”Maybe you should call Tae’s fiancé she can tell you some good advice as a human mate.” He adds as an afterthought before he leaves with the others.

The living room gets quiet as they gather their stuff and leave, you stand there for a moment before you sprung to action. Thinking about that Jeongguk must be in so much pain, it’s been a while since they dragged him back upstairs so you shouldn’t keep him waiting too long.

You need a shower to get ready to see him. You take Jimin’s offer and take your time scrubbing your body with the products you find inside his bathroom and dress up in his long shirt with your underwear underneath. Not wasting time to get fully dressed as it will come off soon enough, hopefully. You’re excited but a little nervous too.

Jeongguk is a handsome wolf and a true sweetheart deep down behind his shy doe eyes.

It seems surreal that he choose you as his mate but you wish he would have told you in better circumstances. Or told you at all considering that he blurted it out in the heat of the moment to his hyungs.

You didn’t know what to expect when you opened the door. But to see his chained form curled in on himself on a single mattress on the ground without a bed frame does things to you. The restraints are probably for precaution as you heard they break them frequently out of frustration.

Remembering the advice from Jimin you try to appear as someone confident when you approach him. Deep breath. You got this.

Order him around, please his wolf by praising him – you give yourself a silent pep talk on your way to his body laying on the ground. You can do that. It’s Jeongguk, your sweet omega that happens to be your mate. It doesn’t matter that you only found out mere hours ago.

He could smell you the minute you opened the door and stepped in. But he refuses to look at you as he makes himself appear smaller to chase away the painful throb of his erection that sends heatwaves through his body now that your sweet scent is potent in the air. Inhaling it strongly from the source makes his head foggy.

He couldn’t get the taste of your skin out of his head since he got to experience it in the bathroom. He wants to lick every crevice of your body until you’re drenched in his scent. It felt so right to push your body flush against him.

You’re confused when he pulls away from your touch, he’s shaking. You have your eyebrows in a deep furrow as you try to figure out what’s wrong. He mewls when you touch his warm skin, he’s burning up. He’s deeper in his heat than you originally thought.

”Look at me.” You hold him by his biceps as you turn him around to face you. Your voice is gentle and coaxing.

He could easily outpower you with his supernatural strength but instead, he lets you move him around as you please and when your eyes meet with his needy darkened pupils you have to bite your lips to hold back a frustrated groan.

Jeongguk is so pretty. You feel guilty that you get to ogle at his body when he’s clearly feeling unwell. Entirely under the spell of his heat. He’ll definitely be the death of you in all of his sweaty glory. He looks so submissive at this moment.

Maybe the boys were right about one thing. The moon goddess never makes mistakes.

You naturally like submissive partners you have more experience with them so dominating a pretty wolf in heat should be a piece of cake. You can’t believe that you are lucky enough to bag a handsome boy like Jeon Jeongguk.

”I’m here Gukie you don’t have to suffer anymore. I’ll help you.” You kiss his cheek then his nose. Lastly, you place a kiss directly on his chapped lips. Jeongguk moans when he feels your mouth on him. He shyly reciprocates he moves in tandem with you but the sweet lip locking turns greedier when you decide to pull on his hair. His tongue swipes over your lower lip asking for permission that you give him without question.

You suck his tongue into your mouth while your hands eagerly map out his torso.

The sound of the chains grow louder in your ears as he tries to roam your body but the restrains doesn’t let him touch you like he desperately wants to. He lets out a frustrated huff when you kiss along the line of his jaw. As an attempt to make him feel better you catch his wrists to position them above his head.

Your fingers intertwine with his in a loving gesture as you capture his lips in a slow kiss full of tongue and passion surging through your veins. Not feeling close enough you straddle his hips. His sounds grow louder as you begin grinding down on his prominent erection.

”Y- Y/N.” Your name leaves his kiss swollen lips like a mantra when you stand. The protest dies on his tongue when he sees you undress. There’s a flesh of recognition you catch in his eyes. He realises that you’ve been wearing his shirt and now you’re taking it off in front of him. Standing in your blue panties and nothing else.

You inhale sharply when Jeongguk kneels, his hand is on your calf as he inhales deeply nosing along your left thigh.

”Wanna taste you. Ugh, you smell so nice. Can I bury my face in your cunt? Please? Can I?”

You gulp down the pent up saliva in your mouth. You never in a million years had thought that he’ll beg to eat you out, saying such explicit things with no shame.

Your panties are soaked with your arousal after kissing Jeongguk and making out with him for a while. You wonder how your body will react when his lips are wrapped around other parts of your body. The colour where it conceals your centre the material turned to a darker blue, the sight makes the wolf salivate.

Feigning your confidence you push at his chest, gently laying him down flat on the mattress. His eyes light up like Christmas lights when he catches what you’re trying to do.

”Yes, yes! Please sit on my face. I want to lick you all clean. I won’t waste a drop I swear. I’ll make you cum on my tongue until your legs are shaking. My mate’s sweet cunt deserves to be licked clean. Hmp-!” You waste no time in positioning your legs on either side of his face. His dirty mouth manages to rile you up enough that when your pussy hovers over his eager face your centre is dripping. The chains leave him enough space to grip your thighs with his firm hands pulling you down until he can reach you to make the first lick to your cunt.

Your spine immediately arches as he buries his face between your sticky folds. The tip of his nose rubs against your clit as his breath fans across your sex teasing you. He’s inhaling your heady aroma until he can’t hold back anymore and dives in with a long lick. His moan is guttural and animalistic as he enjoys your taste.

His eyes are closed tightly and there’s a furrow to his brows. You recognize the expression he makes when he eats something delicious and your face burns with embarrassment.

Your cunt throbs the more Jeongguk turns you on with his eagerness. But the shy feeling doesn’t last long since he makes sure you can’t think about anything else.

The only thoughts you’re allowed to have is how the visual of his face drenched in your arousal could bring you alone close to the edge. A close second to how his swollen lips and vigorous tongue is about to send you over to the gates of heaven.

His jaw works hard as he slurps loudly, sucking on your pink clit Jeongguk is fuelled by the shameless moans that you bless his ears with – with each stroke of his tongue. He doesn’t relent until your legs are shaking and about to close around his head if it weren’t for his tight grip on your thighs you might have crushed him. He keeps fucking you with his tongue his moans are almost louder than yours and the vibrations it sends to your core is the last push you needed to come undone.

Jeongguk lets you move your hips as you enjoy the last waves of your orgasm. He keeps still under you with his tongue out while you grind down on his face, whimpering as the overstimulation settles in. Your legs are shaking wildly as you try to get down from your high. It doesn’t help how Jeongguk keeps flicking his tongue from your clit to your convulsing hole as he cleans you of any remains of your orgasm.

Jeongguk sends you a wolfish smile, satisfied to see you have a hard time catching your breath. He places a calming peck to your inner thigh before he lets you go and plop down on your ass next to him. Jeongguk’s face shines with your cum he cheekily licks his lips as his eyes stray from your face to your cunt that glistens in the lamplight. The wolf can smell the sweetness of your cum and his saliva mixed in. His cock is rock hard as he tries to wait till you gather yourself.

Your pleasure and comfort is his first priority even though he’s straining every muscle in his body to keep himself from ramming into your spent cunt and mark his territory by cumming inside your fertile pussy. His cock throbs painfully as he imagines how tight you’ll be around him as he penetrates you with his wide cockhead. He’ll fuck you raw and cum inside. He’ll knot you and paint your walls white to make sure every wolf and man out there knows that you belong to him.

You have no idea what Jeongguk’s been thinking about while you were collecting yourself after the intense orgasm he coaxed from you but judging by the stare he gives you it must be deliciously sinful.

Your gaze is fixed on his bulge, it seems painful so you palm him over his slacks trying to return the favour but Jeongguk rips your hand away from his clothed erection.

You’re startled at how roughly he tore your hand away from him that makes you look away in shame.

Maybe you read into his actions wrong and he finds your touch repulsive somehow. His wolf sensing your negative emotions Jeongguk pulls you to him by a hand on the back of your neck and plants a messy kiss on your lips. You can taste yourself on his tongue. You’re still confused by his previous outburst but you try again. Inching closer to the tent in his pants and rub the heel of your palm over his entire length.

Jeongguk breaks the kiss to whimper into your neck. His hands find leverage on your shoulders as you massage his cock over his clothes. Judging by the outline, his dick is massive not only in grith but long enough to fill you up and curve just where your pleasure spot is.

”Stop.” Jeongguk grips your hand when it tries to slide under the material of his pants. ”I don’t wanna waste any of my seed. My cum belongs to be spurt deep in your pussy.”

”But- I want to taste you too.” You don’t relent this time. Knowing that you’re stubborn if you want something Jeongguk lets go of your hand and helps you by lifting his hip so you can get him out of his clothes. He’s so big. You lick your lips, mesmerised how your grip can hardly wrap around his base.

Jeongguk watches you with half-lidded eyes. He lets you take care of him slipping back to submission as you show him the dominance that his wolf recognises with delight.

Your fingers work his shaft like magic, his precum aids an easy glide. You don’t need to use your spit to make his cock slippery as your hands can set a faster pace without any resistance. ”Your cock is so wet Gukie. Does eating my pussy turned you on this much?”

You twist your fingers skillfully, dragging the sensitive skin up and down until he chants your name between heavy pants. He chokes on his moan when you engulf the tip of his cock in your mouth without warning, tasting him for the first time.

”Yes! Hmmph- Y/N. You’re so delicious. I want your taste on my tongue forever.” You hum around his cock, pleased by his answer. Your tongue rolls around the head collecting the bead of precum you reach lower following the throbbing vein down his shaft and then you suck. Jeongguk throws his head back and mewls.

”I’ll cum! Please Y/N stop or I’ll c-cum down your throat! Fuck, please I can’t t-take it. Your mouth is so w-warm and wet.” You continue stroking his cock as you pay most of your attention to his sensitive cockhead. But right before he could tip over the edge you pull away. Ripping the orgasm from him that it’s just out of his reach.

Remembering the piece of advice from Jimin you reluctantly pull away and settle down on your back again. You spread your legs wide and beckon Jeongguk to come closer. He does so eagerly following your body on all fours until he hovers above you.

You really want to skip this part as he managed to rile you up enough to drown in your arousal you remember that his knot is no joke. If you don’t want to feel like you’re being ripped in half you need a little stretch before you let him fuck you.

You share a heated kiss that turns slopy real soon, your moans interrupting the flow of your intertwined tongues as Jeongguk ruts his bare cock along your folds.

”Need your fingers or your huge cock won’t fit. We can’t have that won’t we?”

You run your hands through Jeongguk’s sweaty hair, you need something to focus on to keep yourself to the plan when his cock catches onto your clit each time he thrust back and forth. You can tell from his desperate rutting that he wants that too but decides to listen to you and guide his long fingers to your fluttering opening.

You’re glad to have something in you even though it’s not as good as his cock would feel. His fingers are thick and long and he certainly knows how to use them as you feel another orgasm approach you all too soon. His pace is ruthless as he thrust his digits in and out. He mainly focuses on stretching you as he adds a third finger but can’t help himself as he dips down to latch his mouth onto your sensitive clit.

He doesn’t hear you when you tell him to stop before he could send you over the edge again. Your taste invades his senses – you can see how his eyes turn gold whilst his fingers fuck you mercilessly until you’re cumming around them.

Jeongguk is insatiable or maybe it’s the wolf in him that encourages him to wreak you. His wolf won’t be satisfied until your legs shake like jelly and your eyes are filled with tears of pleasure.

You focus on his flexing biceps as he keeps his full body weight above you for a moment. His cock finally sinks into your heat that makes your eyes roll to the back of your head in overstimulation.

Jeongguk’s cock fills you up to the brim, slides home in your wet cunt with ease. It would be surprising if it wasn’t thinking back to the long foreplay that he subjected you to. Jeongguk’s stamina and self control is no joke but knowing that he kept a huge secret from you for all these years tells you that he had time to practice.

He’ll have to do a lot of making up to you but right now you just enjoy the sharp thrust of his hips. The bliss that shows on his face how heavenly your pussy stretches around his grith is worths more than all the money in the world. Knowing that you’re the source of that pleasure. His hands are all over your body. Kneading your breasts, feeling up your tummy where he can feel the outline of his cock move in and out.

Wants to dive deeper and make your moan sound higher as the airy sounds you let out fill his wolf with pride. He imagined this too many times that his self control is slowly slipping from his fingertips as he thrust harder drilling you into the mattress until he feels the base of his cock swell. Letting him know that he’s getting close.

Jeongguk draws tight circles with the tip of his thumb to coax one more orgasm out of you before he releases.

He makes you cum for the third time tonight. The pleasure is numbing as you start to feel his knot enlarge plugging your pussy up tightly so his cum doesn’t spill.

You don’t feel the pain from his knot as you blackout for a moment or two from the exhaustion that overwhelms your sore muscles when your body realises that Jeongguk is finally done with you. The gold hue is slowly vanishing from his doe eyes as you both bask in the afterglow. His face is securely tucked between your breasts cushioning his head from either side. Sweat and cum is everywhere as Jeongguk rolls onto his back once his knot ebbs away.

There’s a charged silence between you as you both try to regain your breaths.

You relax when Jeongguk pulls you into his arms he doesn’t care that you’re both gross and sweaty. He happily noses along your neck, smelling that his scent is all over you.

You release him from his chains knowing that he’ll be more in control now that he knotted before you succumb to sleep. You decide it’s enough reassurance for now as you soon drift off from exhaustion.

The next couple of days are intense. He wakes you up by slipping inside your spent count he whines into your ear when you don’t react to his advances at first.

You’re still sleepy and worn out but he manages to coax your moans out with his precise thrusts against your sweet spot. He shoots another load in you then goes back to sleep not bothering with slipping out as he cages you between his arms.

Jeongguk doesn’t let you out of his sight until his heat passes on the third day. But before that, he fucks you on every surface of the room, against the wall, with your ass up in the air bend over the dresser. From behind on all fours on the mattress.

By the time he’s knocked out you’re sore everywhere and you barely get yourself to walk a few metres to the bathroom for a well deserved clean up. You grab Jeongguk’s clothes from the dryer and set out a fresh pair for him to change into when he wakes up.

It gets easier to move around after you get used to a slight ache between your legs so you start on breakfast. You help yourself to two servings, making sure that you’re not eating too fast to avoid throwing up. Helping Jeongguk out with his heat took out everything of you, you no longer question why Taehyung and Jimin’s partners need a week to recover and feel like a human being again.

You can hear Jeongguk’s feet pad down the stairs, he sends you a bashful smile when your eyes meet. It’s awkward as you don’t know where you stand with him right now. During his heat, you had no time or the energy to discuss the elephant in the room but you can’t avoid the topic any longer. You refuse to pretend like nothing happened either. Your heart wouldn’t be able to take it.

”Were you ever planning to tell me?” It’s you who speaks first. Jeongguk avoids your eyes at all costs that speak more than any of his words could. It’s probably the exhaustion catching up to you after the intense fucking but your eyes fill up with tears.

Jeongguk panics when he sees the first roll of your tears slide down your cheeks. He’s about to say something when the front door opens and voices start to filter through the living room. They probably got your text that his heat is over. Still in his clothes, you stand up and walk to the front door leaving a panicking Jeongguk behind.

”Call me if you finally have something to say otherwise don’t bother.” You say it to the boy behind your back. Your voice is weak and Jeongguk wants to wrap his hands around you and tell you how much you mean to him. How sorry he is.

Instead, he watches you walk out. The boys look behind you they exchange a confused gaze before they jab Jeongguk for answers. It seemed like you didn’t even hear them say hello to you as you walked out. They could tell that you looked like you were about to ugly cry.

Jeongguk has to deal with six angry brothers as they all give him the stink eye for hurting you. He got several comments during the week about how he should get his head out of his ass and man up. For the record, Jeongguk knows that he needs to apologise to you sooner or later.

This is not how he expected his heat to go. He was dead set at spending it alone this year like every other year before but then he smelled you. You smelled so tempting so delicious. If he closes his eyes he could still remember how you tasted when you sat on his face. The reason why he kept it a secret from you is stupid now that he thinks about it. He ruined his every chance at being with you by not telling you about the mate bond that he could sense from the very beginning.

You had a boyfriend at the time you got introduced to the boys. You were Taehyung’s friend first but when you accidentally discovered that he’s a werewolf you joined the gang.

Jimin and Taehyung’s girlfriend immediately took a liking to you, you seemed to fit in with them perfectly. It wasn’t even a full year after that you finally broke up with your boyfriend but then he didn’t know how to bring it up with you.

He avoided you for at least half of the year after you joined it would have been weird if he suddenly started to act different around you. He dug his own grave there with his boundaries.

He kept waiting for the right time until it blew up in his face and now you’re hurt. You haven’t been visiting and the boys made sure that Jeongguk knew it’s because of him. They had a whole meeting addressing the issue. Jeongguk had to tell them everything and while they were still mad at him they could also see where he’s coming from.

After they heard Jeongguk’s side of the story they tried to spam your text messages.

All of them encouraged you to reach out and talk it out with the young werewolf but you were always a stubborn one. You told Jeongguk that if he wants to tell you something then he has to reach out first when you left the packhouse that day.

You initiated the first talk and he didn’t even say anything. Sure the boys interrupted you but he didn’t look like he was going to speak anytime soon. The girls came over to cheer you up. You couldn’t say no to wine and chicken. They told you that they gave a piece of their mind when they saw Jeongguk.

You didn’t like to hear how he has been moping around the house after you left. A part of you thinks that he deserves it but another part is still in love with him. You don’t like to see him sad.

He’s a big eater but the boys told you over text that he skips meals and locks himself up in his room instead of hanging out with them. It’s clear they try to butter you up and reach out first.

After the first month, you begin to lose hope that Jeongguk will ever reach out to you.

What’s worse is that you really miss him. You miss his smile, his adorable doe eyes that he keeps avoiding you with, how he works out in the morning. His laugh, everything about him is perfect. In your eyes anyways and today you’re in a particularly shitty mood.

You try to distract yourself from your period cramps by watching some show on Netflix but you can barely concentrate on the plot. A knock on the door interrupts you but you pay it no mind it’s probably one of the boys or your girlfriends checking up on you so you yell that they can come in.

You’re in no shape to get up as a particularly hard cramp makes you cringe and fold your body in half from the pain.

”Are you alright?” Your eyes shoot open when you hear his voice. He was the last person that you thought would visit and while you’re on your period nonetheless.

”Fine. It’s just that time of the month.” You grit out. Your hair is a mess and you’re in your least appealing clothes but Jeongguk still thinks that you’re beautiful. He can smell the iron in the air but it doesn’t disgust him he’s more worried about you in pain.

”What do you think you’re doing?” Your bewilderment is showing but you let Jeongguk manoeuvre your body as he pleases. He lets your head down to rest against his thighs as he sits. One hand is rubbing your tummy while the other reaches for the remote to choose another movie. You can’t lie this position is very comfortable and thanks to his werewolf genes he’s like a living furnace. His hand is so warm against your stomach that you can already feel the pain ebbing.

”I don’t like to see you in pain.” You didn’t expect an answer like that. Jeongguk looks at his hand laying on your stomach, his hands are big he could cover most of it. Fuck. Why do you have to be horny while you’re on your period? This is not the time to remember how good his tongue felt or how deep his cock- ok you’re not going down that road. You have to remember that Jeongguk can fucking smell your arousal.

You were supposed to be still mad at him and not cuddling on your couch when he haven’t reached out for a full month after he fucked you to the moon and back! He lied to you!

”I’m not in the mood for your games Jeongguk. If you have nothing to say then please leave.” It takes everything in you to move away from the comfortable position. As soon as his hand leaves your stomach the pain comes back but you try to not show your discomfort.

You have your back to him as you sit up. You expect him to do as you said. Leave. But he surprises you by hugging you from behind. Your back is firmly pushed against his chest you could hear his heart hammer around in his chest as if he’s nervous.

You have no idea how nervous he is. He’s here to apologise and maybe mend what can still be fixed between you but he’s afraid he’ll say all the wrong things again. The past month was hell. He watched Jimin and Taehyung being all lovely dovely with their mates and a deep longing settled into his heart.

He wants that with you too. Taehyung could see how the younger boy has been struggling so he decided to sit down and talk to him. Taehyung knows well how it feels to want your mate that’s so close but still out of reach. He has been in love with his best friend for a long time. Their situation is somewhat similar as Taehyung confessed when his heat kicked in. His mate reacted differently but the situation was different and Jeongguk was foolish enough to let you walk out that door.

Jeongguk realised that his hyung is right. He can’t be sure that you won’t forgive him. He has to try and try some more until you give in. Jeongguk swears that he’ll treat you right. He thanked Taehyung for his advice and drove to your place. He found you on the couch with a thick wool blanket draped around your shoulders and a pained expression etched into your beautiful features.

Even before he asked what was wrong he could smell your period blood. Your temperature rises and your heart rate quickens he knows all the signs. He doesn’t know what to say or how to start so he decides he’ll try to show you with his actions.

It seems to backfire though as you pull away.

”I’m sorry.” It’s the first thing that comes out as he presses himself against you, his arms are wrapped around you tightly – afraid that you’ll slip through his fingers if he lets go.

”For what?” You try not to sound too hopeful. Your heart is beating as fast as his. He could hear it and it calms him down. Knowing that he’s not the only one nervous.

Jeongguk takes it as a sign to continue when you place your hand on his that is around you.

”I should have told you. I knew that you were my mate the moment our eyes met for the first time. Your boyfriend was right next to you. I. I didn’t think I should tell you. T- then you broke up but the time never was right. You thought that I didn’t like you and I didn’t know how to change that. Even now I keep saying the wrong things that make you cry. I’m really sorry Y/N.” His arms hold you even closer as he tries to apologise. He hopes that he’s saying all the right things for once.

”I love you Jeongguk.” Since he initiated the hug it’s the first time that you let yourself relax and fall against his chest. He can’t believe his own ears. If it’s possible his heart beats a little faster at the confession you shyly whisper into the air. He spins you around to catch your lips and seal your confession. His eyes flash gold for a second before it turns back to his original dark doe eyes that you’ve fallen in love with.

His tongue asks for permission that you give him with a content sigh. Jeongguk doesn’t shy away to devour your lips now that the air cleared between you he keeps one hand buried in your hair and the other fondles your breasts under your worn out shirt. His calloused fingertips on your naked flesh send goosebumps all over your body. He has a lot of making up to do. Never a better time to start than the present and you’re not complaining. Your cunt is already throbbing to have something inside that’s way bigger than your tiny little tampon.

Your breasts are more sensitive to the touch than normal thanks to your period. Even after a few flicks with his thumb over the rosy buds, you could feel yourself getting wetter. His familiar scent is enough to rile you up as you playfully bite his shoulder when he grips your breasts a little harder. You seem to discover a weak spot as Jeongguk throws his head back with a loud moan.

”A werewolf with a biting kink. Who would have thought?” Your laugh is short-lived as Jeongguk doesn’t appreciate your humour at the moment. Your little bite made his cock harden within seconds. He’s a bit sad that he doesn’t get to eat you out this time he really loves how you taste but he’ll make sure to do so some other time once your period is over. Jeongguk flips you over to rest on your back but you stop him before he could rip your and his clothes off and have his way with you.

”Guk we can’t do it on the couch. I’ll never be able to clean the blood from it let’s go to the bathroom.” Jeongguk agrees and lets you stand up. He doesn’t give two shits about your couch but he respects your decision. The bathroom is an easier place to clean and he plans to make a mess.

Jeongguk helps you strip down and while he gets rid of his clothes you remove your tampon and throw it into the bin. The warm water helps your tense muscles relax instantly. It helps when Jeongguk kneads your shoulders the innocent action makes a loud moan rip from your throat that reminds Jeongguk what he should be doing instead. The massage could wait he needs to stick his dick inside you.

You’re so wet and warm. Warmer than normal. He’s not in heat but it feels good to be buried in your tight cunt. If anything he prefers this as he gets to keep a clear head.

You close your eyes when he starts moving. You know yourself that you’ll blush if you see the mess you make but Jeongguk is not bothered by the blood at all, the water washes it away anyway. This is different than before and your heart flutters when Jeongguk keeps you close as he thrusts in and out sloppily. He’s not in a rush to finish he simply enjoys your tight walls sucking his cock in. You accommodate his length so well even though he knows about his impressive size.

Your cramps are long forgotten as Jeongguk makes you feel so good. His curved tip rubs against your bundle of nerves every time he dives back in. He pinches your sensitive nipples while the other unoccupied hand finds your clit to throw you over the edge of bliss you cry out his name when your orgasm hits. Jeongguk releases his load soon after you come down from your high. Both of you clung to each other for a moment longer before you start cleaning up.

The young werewolf has a hard time keeping his hands to himself as you wash the sweat and blood away. You let him run his soapy hands all around your body, you’re glad that he doesn’t try anything other than help you. Your mood has improved and your stomach doesn’t hurt anymore but you still feel a little under the weather because of the symptoms. Jeongguk grabs every opportunity to cling to you as you make yourself some tea. He kisses your shoulder, your neck and your cheeks every so often to show his affection. It feels good to be wrapped around him.

He spends the night at your place before you drive back with him to the packhouse in the morning. Everyone is ecstatic to see you two together it also has been a while since you all got to hang around like this. You missed everyone. You remember how Jeongguk teased Taehyung and his girlfriend when they finally got together and they made sure to tease him right back now that you’re officially a couple.

”They grow up so soon. First Jimin then Taehyung and now our Jeonggukie has found his mate.” Seokjin pretends that he’s wiping away his tears he speaks directly to Namjoon but he makes sure everyone hears him loud and clear. You enjoy how everyone keeps roasting Jeongguk so you just laugh and leisurely play with your lover’s longer stands. The youngest groans when the girls giggle and agree with Jin.

”You oldies should pick up your game. How is it that all the youngest found their mates but you’re all single.” Jeongguk bites back then earns a glare from Hoseok and Yoongi who are seated on the other side clearly trying to watch a film instead of paying attention to the conversation. Not that it’s possible when everyone is so loud.

”Sorry to interrupt but. Guys listen. We have something to tell you.” Jimin holds his girlfriend close one hand is on her stomach as their smiles reach ear to ear. Everyone gasps loudly.

”Wait! No way.” Even Jeongguk sits up straighter as the lovebirds share a cute giggle.

”We’re having a baby!” Jimin announces. The couple shares a sweet kiss before everyone stands up to congratulate and share a hug. You leave Jeongguk’s side to envelop your friend in a warm embrace that soon turns out to be a girls only group hug when Taehyung’s fiancé joins. You all giggle and share your enthusiasm when you catch the boys doing the same with Jimin while they laugh and hug each other. Last month Taehyung’s engagement now Jimin’s baby is coming. What an eventful year. You didn’t think that this year will bring your own happy ending as well but you wouldn’t change it for the world.

Your gazes meet with Jeongguk in the middle of the chaos as everyone celebrates. You both have warm smiles on your faces.

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NCT 00 LINE REACTION TO YOU DROPPING YOUR TOWEL IN FRONT OF THEM !

JENO.

you had seen this trend on tiktok a few weeks back where some girl drops her towel in front of her poor unsuspecting boyfriend and captures his reaction, and it’s all you’ve been able to think about for weeks. freshly out of the shower with a large, fluffy towel wrapped around your body, it was finally time to contribute to the trend.

you heard him before you saw him, loudly joking with a friend on the phone, or who you thought was on the other end of a phone call. when you enter his bedroom, you clutch the towel closer to your body in realization that na jaemin was sitting on the bed next to your boyfriend.

when he sees you, he slaps a hand over his eyes and makes a loud wailing sound, “oh my god. that was more than i ever needed to see of you. get dressed you damn fool!”

jeno reaches over and smacks him in the head, “watch your mouth when you talk to my girlfriend.”

you stand there awkwardly for a few seconds before giving up and dropping the towel. jaemin still had his hand covering his eyes, but jeno, quick to react, jumps on top of him and slaps his own hand over his bestfriends eyes.

“DO NOT OPEN YOUR EYES JAEMIN !!!”

a groan sounds from the boy, chest heaving under the weight of jeno pressing him into the mattress.

he licks his lips, eyeing you up and down. his pointer finger shoots up and swirls in a circular motion, accompanied by him mouthing the words, ‘twirl for me’.

you laugh and pick up the towel, “you can come into the bathroom if you want me to do that’

“do what??” you hear jaemin yell from the room as jeno follows on your tail like a puppy.

JAEMIN.

“i really think we should order the extra side of kimchi, what do you -” his question is cut off from the sound of your towel dropping to the floor .

you were now standing completely naked just a few feet away from your boyfriend, who was staring, mouth agape. his hands claw his thighs, pushing his shorts upwards towards his growing bulge. he swallows dry, watching the way your tits bounce when you walk towards him.

a smug smile stretches from one ear to the other as you lift a leg on the bed and sexily crawl towards him, all the way until your straddling his waist.

“what uh - what brought this on?”

you grab his wrists and pull them towards your chest, and he takes the hint, cupping your boobs in his hands and flicking his thumb over your nipples. the sensation makes you fall forward in his lap, so that you were now forehead to forehead.

“well that towel was just so stifling” you smirk, “but what were you saying? before i interrupted you.”

his eyes flick up and meet yours, “i was asking what you think about the …” you lift your index finger and place it on his plush lips, silencing him.

“i think… you should kiss me.”

HAECHAN.

he brought the trend up to you first; shoving his phone into your face and pointing to the screen, “this. you should do this.”

you laugh and pat the top of his head, “well i can’t do it now because you’ll be expecting it.” his face falls at the realization as he grumpily snatches his phone back and storms away.

that was a couple weeks ago , and now, as his attention is stolen away from the video game splayed across his two monitors, and you fresh out of the shower, you decided it was the perfect time.

you gently close the door behind you, not that he could hear anything over his aggressive shouting, and drop the towel. “haechanie” you say in a sing-song voice.

“y/n , i’m in the middle of a mission, give me a second!”

you sigh exasperated, “haechan! look!”

he spins around in his chair, mouth at the ready to chastise you, till he sees you and his jaw goes slack. his eyes widen, almost bugging out of his skull while they rake up and down your body, beads of water still dripping off your curves. you can hear him audibly gulp before hastily turning around and shutting off the monitors.

he turns back around and reaches out for you, this time inviting you to sit on his lap, “come to daddy”

RENJUN.

he was on instagram live sending smart quips and loving replies to his fans when you enter the room in nothing but a towel. the too-small fabric clings onto you body making it hard to move around without it showing some skin.

a quick flick of the eyes from renjun reminds you to stay quiet; after all, he can’t have his fans know he was dating. you give him an acknowledging smile, watching the way his eyes give you a once over before turning to his live again.

he was actively trying to end it when you let the towel slip through your fingers and fall to the floor. renjun catches sight of you and nearly chokes on his own spit before regaining a straight face.

“alright guys ! i have to go help jisung make noodles so, bye now!” he hastily clicks the end button before throwing the device on the couch he was sitting on.

“you tempt me too much woman!”

#.sam #nct smut #nct dream smut #haechan smut #jeno smut #renjun smut #jaemin smut #00 line smut #nct 00 line smut #nct reaction #nct dream reaction #nct dream x reader

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one last time | d. ricciardo

pairing: daniel ricciardo x reader word count: 2.7k words request: yes/no warnings: 18+ only. smut. oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, folks), semi-public sex(?), creampie, my poor attempt at writing smut and dirty talk. (let me know if i missed anything!) a/n: i don't know where this came from, but i'm not sorry. this isn't proofread. REQUESTS ARE CLOSED.

my masterlist

(he can do whatever he wants to me)

the sound of the calm waves is supposed to lull you to sleep. you left the window open precisely for that, but it's not working. not because of anything related to the weather, but because of the million thoughts running through your head by the second.

you sit up, toss your pillow to the side as you lean your back against the headboard. turning your head to the side, you sigh as you can't see the familiar figure sleeping next to you. you look up at the ceiling, a small smile forming on your lips as you think about the reason he's not next to you.

he's so close, yet so far away. the walls in the hotel room are thin, and since you can't hear anything from the room next door, you wonder if he's already asleep.

you wonder if he's as nervous as you are. if he's having second thoughts. if he's as lonely and excited at the same time.

you'd checked out his bedroom when you got there a few days ago, and you knew that his bed was right against yours, only the walls separated you two.

tentatively, you turn around, kneeling on the bed. you lift your closed fist, knocking twice, then pausing shortly, and knocking two more times.

that was the secret knock you two came up with years and years ago when you first moved to a whole new place all by yourself.

"shit, shit, shit," you mutter as you watch all the things spilling out of the box. you drop down to your knees and start putting everything back in. you hear a door open, see a tall figure standing on the doorway next to your new apartment. "sorry for the noise, this thing just-" you shook your head, this was really not how you wanted your first impression with your new neighbor to go.

"hey, no worries. let me help you," he says, crouching next to you as he grabs all the different knick-knacks you couldn't place anywhere else, so it all went to this box labeled 'random'.

"thank you. i'm sorry, i didn't want this to be the first time meeting my neighbor, but,"

"no, no, don't worry. plus, you don't have to worry about that, i'm pretty sure you'll hate me after a while, i'm quite noisy," you can practically hear the smile on his face. that's when you finally let your eyes fly up, breath hitching as you're met by big, warm, brown eyes and the biggest smile you've ever seen.

"i don't think that will be an issue, i always have music or some type of noise playing." you've finished putting everything back in the box, and you place it on top of the pile of your packed things. "i'm (y/n), by the way," you smile, offering your hand. he takes it in his big one, engulfing yours completely.

"daniel, pleasure to meet you, neighbor," he smiles again.

"your smile is really pretty," you say, eyes widening as you realize you thought out loud.

"thanks," he replies, his grin somehow growing three sizes at the compliment.

his eyes stay on you, and you feel your face heating up under his stare.

"uh, thanks for the help, i- i should get back to…" you point to your new apartment with your head, "you know,"

"do you want any help?" he asks, "i'm free and you look like you could use some help," he sees the pile of boxes and opened suitcases in your apartment.

"oh, i don't want to bother you, i-"

"no, it's fine. I'd like to help. if you're okay with it, of course."

you think for a few seconds, eyes flicking from his smile to his eyes. you nod, picking a box up and walking in.

"make yourself at home!"

it's been three days since you moved in.

one of your friends was supposed to come in for the weekend and you were supposed to go out and enjoy the casinos and bars of monte carlo. instead, you were watching at home, watching a movie that was so bad, it was kinda good.

once the movie is over, you turn off your tv and turn to your side, nuzzling your head against the pillow and closing your eyes, feeling sleep taking over you.

you're right on the brink of sleep when you hear a door slam shut, then the first thud against your wall.

it's soon accompanied by moans and grunts, you open your eyes, looking at the wall.

the thudding against the wall continues, and it doesn't take you too long to figure out what's going on.

oh, well, you think. at least one of us is getting some.

you play some relaxing white noise in hopes of it dulling the sound. it doesn't work. you turn on your bedside lamp, grab a book you keep on your nightstand, and open it where you'd left off.

the sounds continue for what to you feels like hours, and when you unlock your phone you realize it has been two hours since they started. you sigh, closing your book and turning off the light.

your eyes are fluttering shut, you feel bliss when you realize they've finally stopped. you're just about to succumb to sleep, when…

thud. thud. thud.

you groan. you really wanted to be a good neighbor, let daniel take out all the stamina he had in him, but this was enough. you get up, walk to his front door and knock. your palm slams against the wood loudly, hopefully getting their attention.

after a minute, daniel peeks his head out.

"hey, is everything okay?" he asks, making you narrow your eyes at him.

"yeah, i can't sleep," you say, you don't mean to come across as bitchy, but the lack of sleep was getting to you.

"oh," he says, "okay?" he continues.

"yeah, and it seems that our rooms are only separated by a thin wall, so,"

"oh!" his eyes go wide, mouth opening in shock as he shakes his head, "i'm so sorry, i- i had no idea. but i- i thought you were supposed to be out with your friend?" he opens the door more, leaning against the frame, letting you see more of him.

he's only wearing boxers. his skin is sweaty, hair is messy and lips are swollen.

"yeah, uh- her flight got cancelled and…" you shrug a shoulder.

"gosh, i'm sorry, but why didn't you say something sooner?" he crosses his arms over his chest, making his muscles tense and a vein in his arm pop out.

you force your eyes to stay on his face. no matter how much you really want to explore his body with your eyes.

"i don't know, i… i wanted you to…" you start, feeling your face heating up. “you know,”

“well that’s kind of you,” he smirks, his lips curling up slowly, letting you see his dimples. “but we’ll have to come up with a solution, though,”

“yeah,” you agree, nodding your head. “the ‘i’m having sex, beware’ sign.” you smile, feeling your stomach twisting inside as his smile grows wider.

it was amazing how so much can change in a few months. after months of flirting back and forth, of using the special knock to report your encounters with other people to each other, there was no use for it when you started dating.

you hoped he’d remember it after all these years. after all, you used it when you just wanted to talk to each other, wanting to see if the other was awake.

you wait for a few seconds, hearing the echo of your knock after a few seconds.

you smile, standing up and walking to your door.

he’s already standing there, grey t-shirt and boxers on. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down toward you.

“i missed you,” you mumble against his neck, feeling him smile against your skin.

“i missed you, too, baby. couldn’t sleep without you by my side,” he whispers. you lean back, grabbing his face in your hands. you kiss him like you hadn’t seen him in years.

“me neither,” you smile. “i missed your warmth, yor arms around me,”

“we don’t want to break tradition, though,” he smirks, making you roll your eyes at him.

“fuck tradition. you can get up early and go back to your room before anyone notices,” you raise an eyebrow, letting your hands travel down his chest.

“fine, but if this marriage ends up in flames before it even begins, it’s your fault,” he snickers, grabbing your hand and leading you back to the bed.

“shut up, we’re just sleeping.” you say, taking your usual spot by his side. “and the tradition says we’re not supposed to see each other the day of the wedding before the ceremony, there’s nothing against the night before,” you lean your head on his chest, your favorite pillow.

“i guess. now shut up and go to sleep, fiance,” he presses a kiss against your forehead, making you giggle.

“that’s the last time you’ll call me that,” you realize, resting your chin on his chest, looking up at him with bright eyes.

“at last,” he groans, placing his hands on your hips and helping you straddle his lap. “you’ll be my wife tomorrow,”

“and you’ll be my husband,” you nod, kissing him quickly.

“i like the sound of that,” he says between kisses.

now that you’ve started, there’s no turning back.

his large hands trail up and down your sides, pushing up your thin tank top along the way, feeling goosebumps under his touch as his lips mold perfectly against yours.

his lips trail down your cheek, to your chin, to your neck, where he starts nibbling and sucking on the sweet spot behind your ear.

“no marks, remember,” you tell him, “they’ll be a pain in the ass to cover up.”

“then don’t. we’re getting married tomorrow, everyone already knows you’re mine,” his voice is slow and deep, making you curl your fingers around his hair.

“fine,” you move, your head, connecting your lips with his again. you shift on his lap, feeling his hardening length beneath you.

“fuck, i missed your touch,” he says, making your breath hitch as he grips your waist and grounds you down.

“please,” you whimper against his lips, lifting your hips and rocking forward.

“go for it, baby. i’m all yours. use me,” he grunts, pausing between every few words so he can breathe. it’s affecting him as much as it does to you. and you love it.

your tank top and his t-shirt disappear, your fingers explore his naked chest like it’s the first time. you let your nails trail red lines on his skin, earning soft moans that are like music to your ears. your hips shift back and forth on top of him, the layers of underwear creating a heavenly friction, but it’s not enough.

“dan,” you whisper, and he immediately turns you around, your back against the mattress and soft pillows as he settles on top of you.

“i got you, my love,” he pecks your lips, making his way down your body, biting and kissing your skin along the way. he pulls down your underwear, throwing it to the side as he pulls your legs over each of his shoulders, diving in to where you need him the most.

your head shots up, fingers making their way to his hair, gripping and pulling as you sigh, moan and whimper in delight. one of his hands is busy playing with your bundle of nerves, the other one seeks your hand, lacing your fingers together.

even in the naughtiest of times, he finds a way to show you how much he loves you.

time slows down as daniel brings you closer and closer to the edge, your legs are trembling and threatening to close around his head. the air leaves your lungs as you feel his tongue against your entrance.

“fuck,” you gasp, letting go of his hair so you can support yourself. your eyes meet his, strong eyes holding your stare as his mouth never stops teasing you. you’re one hundred percent sure this is the prettiest sight you’ve ever witnessed.

the first orgasm makes you plop down against the bed, breathing fast and heavily as you recover. you feel him moving, he removes his boxers, and he presses wet, sloppy kisses on your cheek before connecting your lips together. you can taste yourself on him.

you wrap your legs around his waist, circling your hips against his length. his head prods your entrance, and it’s the last time you two make love before becoming husband and wife.

it’s soft, desperate, loving and wild at the same time.

it’s euphoric and blissful and perfect.

it’s everything you need.

you watch the hawaiian sky go from darkness to a shade of purple as you rest your arms against the balcony railing. daniel grunts behind you, kneading your ass in his hand, slipping through your folds, making you whine.

“someone will see us,” you say, even though it was highly unlikely since your room and balcony didn’t direct to the rest of the resort, but it still made the whole thing more thrilling.

“let them. what a nice sight to wake up to.” he groans in your ear, making you curl your fingers tighter against the rail. he sinks back home, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you throw it back. “that’s it, baby, let me take care of you. i’ve already bothered my bride so much tonight,” he says as he starts thrusting in and out of you, his soft breath on your ear makes it all ten times more erotic. “kept my perfect bride up all night, so good for me. came all over my cock, my mouth, my fingers. can you give me one more, baby? one more, please,” he’s begging, his hands on your hips for support.

“yes, god, yes, daniel. please, please, fuck me,” you whimper, feeling his lips on your neck, kissing the length of your throat.

“so good, my love, almost there. you’re almost there, i can feel you squeezing me to death,” he continues, and you don’t know what’s affecting you more. his words, or the way his thrusts speed up, leaving you breathless.

he’s filling you so good, you can tell he’s getting close as well by the way his hips stammer from time to time, biting your shoulder to control himself.

“wait,” you stop him, turning around until you’re face to face. you lean your elbows back against the railing, standing on your tiptoes.

“fucking perfect, i swear,” he mumbles against your lips. his hand grabs one of your legs, you wrap it around his waist and moan as he enters you again. his thrusts are faster, more erratic and desperate.

you’re both so close, nearly there.

“fuck, come inside me, please,” you beg, throwing your head back as your walls flutter around him. “fuck, daniel,”

“shit, fuck,” he groans. you feel his warm release inside you, triggering your own. your arms wrap around his shoulders, both of your legs around his waist as he carries you back inside.

you both lay on the bed as you try to catch your breaths.

“that was…” he starts, running a hand through his hair.

“i know,” you giggle, hiding your face in his neck.

“don’t go shy on me now, baby.”

“shut up,” you laugh. “you tease, we were supposed to sleep, and now it’s 5 am,” you roll your eyes.

“you know you loved it, you naughty little thing,” he sits you on his lap.

“i did. i can’t wait for our honeymoon,” you bite your lip.

“you won’t be sleeping for three weeks, doll. you ready for that?” he asks.

“is that a threat, or a promise?” you smirk, raising an eyebrow.

“both,” he says before kissing your lips and climbing on top of you again. “think we can go for one more before the maid of honor gets here?” he says, and you know he doesn’t really care since he’s already prodding your entrance with his cock again.

“just one more?” you kiss his neck and feel him breathe out shakily.

“that’s my girl.”

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uplatterme · 2 years

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Helping A Friend Out

cw: sub!thoma, dom!reader, gn!reader, crying, handjob, penetration, cheating (implied ayato and thoma relationship)

a/n: this is probably one of the best i’ve ever written ngl

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Thoma could feel your stare digging through his back as he talked with the Traveler and Paimon. The thought made him nervous, although he tried to regain his composure while he continued his conversation.

“Thoma, are you alright?” Paimon asked him, seeing him a bit shaken up.

“Oh, me? Of course! I’m doing just fine! What was it you wanted to ask again?” He pardoned, this time actually listening to whatever the two in front of him were saying.

Despite giving an ear, he couldn’t ignore your eyes. And when he looked over, he shivered when he saw you lick your lips as if you were undressing him with your eyes. Thoma couldn’t help but to imagine himself being rimmed by your tongue, causing him to feel a slight disturbance from under.

“Thoma! You’re not listening to Paimon at all! Hmph!”

“Excuse my friend over here, it seems he’s a bit sick. Probably overworked himself at the Kamisato’s” Your voice lingered in his ear, before he knew it, you were placing your head on his shoulder.

Moreover, what were you insinuating with your words?

Paimon gasped as the Traveler remains unbothered. “A friend of Thoma’s? He’s reaaaally nice, you know? He always gets Paimon and the Traveller discounts when he treats us to food!”

“Is that so? I guess Thoma gets paid a lot by the Kamisato’s, huh? I wonder why…” You make eye contact with Thoma, who’s feeling a bit under the weather.

“Well, duh? Thoma’s the nicest!” Paimon exclaimed, making you laugh at her words. She’s not wrong at that.

“Sorry to cut off the conversation, but I must escort him home. A sick person should stay inside, after all.”

Traveler stepped in forward as if saying that they’d be willing to help. You only left them a smile before leaving, a suspicious look being given to you by the savior of Inazuma.

The walk to your abode was silent. However, Thoma could hear his heart pounding of what’s to come when he enters. Opening the door, you urged him to go inside.

“I see that you’re the talk of the city.”

“N-No, they were just exaggerating!” He defended himself, even knowing that you probably wouldn’t believe it.

“Well, I suppose that one’s money mustn’t go to waste. After all, Ayato surely must pay a lot for a night with you.” You had him fumbled, how did you know that he had a relationship with him?

“I-It’s nothing like that.”

“No need to lie to me, Thoma. So, how much is it?”

“It’s really nothing like what you’re thinking of…” He answered once more, Thoma didn’t seem to be lying to you from your observations. You finally concluded on what he was referring to.

“So lovers then. That would make sense. Still, of course Ayato would gift such extravagant riches, wouldn’t he?”

Thoma knew that this was wrong. He shouldn’t be responding to your flirtatious manner, just because his lover was currently busy doesn’t mean that he should be participating in such affairs. But who was he to say these things when he was having such lustful thoughts of you just from earlier.

“Aah!” Your hands feeling up his crotch accidentally made him moan, head rolling back to your chest.

“It must be hard having such a busy partner, right Thoma? He’s got you all pent up like this…”

“N-No! Hmm! Aah—hah! S-Stop it, (Name)…” You now travelled to his cock already erect and leaking precum just from your slight touches. He’s touch starved, poor thing.

Thoma is quivering from your strokes, it just felt so wrong but so, so good! What were you doing this to him? “Aren’t you so unfaithful? About to cum from a friend’s hand…”

“I-I’m not!! Hn!” He stuttered out, his cock being unable to take no more of your fondling.

“Hm? Why were you already hard while talking to the traveler then? Surely, you must not think I’m a fool to not realizing that you were fantasizing about me?”

Thoma cried out holding his best not to cum from someone else than Ayato. “I-I wasn’t thinking o-of you!”

“Yes, yes. Keep lying to me, darling.”

Thoma screamed uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face as he orgasmed not to his partner, but you. Before he was able to sort out his thoughts, he fell unconscious much to your demise.

That was the first and last time that Thoma would ever swore to go near you. Unfortunately things did not go to plan as he rests on his bed alone, no one next to him to give him warmth and instead of calling Ayato, he thinks of you.

Unbeknownst to him, his feet reached your door and you gladly opened up your place to him whenever he wants.

That was when his actions became a repetition and a routine. He couldn’t even count the nights he had spent in your place.

“(Name)! Agh! M-More!” Thoma wept for you as you continued hitting his prostate, pounding against him until he drools on the bed sheets like a dog.

His walls were yours now, you’ve done it so many times it actually felt like you were a part of him and it just felt wrong for you not to be inside him.

“Mm! Aah! S-So good!”

You spank him hard, making him choke on his own moans. He unconsciously drizzled some of him cum, dripping down to his thighs as you push him to the point that he faces the wall.

“(Name), P-Please! Let m-me!” He begged you, knowing that you’d get mad at him for finishing without your permission.

“Say it then, Thoma. Say what you truly are.”

“Aah! T-Thank you! I’m a little cumslut! I’m y-your cumslut! Only yours!”

“Good boy.”

Thoma finally orgasmed, every part of his body aching as you let him fall onto the floor on his own. Streaks of his fluids showered the wall, tainting it with all of his juices. Sadly, despite how many times you two had sex, he knew it would never blossomed into something more even if he knew he was starting to fall for you.

He returned to his place alone, thighs shaking from too much pleasure that you had given him only to be surprised that Ayato was right there waiting for him.

“Where were you, love?” He was worried for his lover, tired and breathless. Did someone ask him to deliver something this late at night?

Ah, he was so kind to him.

“I was helping a friend out.”

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sixofpomegranates · 2 years

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spencer was too busy talking to morgan that he didn't see you also being too engrossed in a conversation and as you pass each other he literally smacks you in the face bc his hands are moving so much. "im ok Spencer, really" "uh, your nose is bleeding"

♞𝙲𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝙱𝚞𝚗♘

Pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!Reader

A/N: Okay! This one is SO SWEET and I even managed to make a GN!Reader!!

CW: Fluff | Mentions of Blood, Pining, Apologies, Consumption of Food,

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*picture does not describe the looks of the reader* **********

When we weren't on a case, work was basically always the same. Paperwork, paperwork, Morgan teasing Reid, lunch with Penelope and JJ, paperwork, paperwork, paperwork. You could say, by now I knew the drill.

For today's 'How can I annoy the boy genius enough that he starts sulking for the rest of the day?' Morgan had decided to walk into the bullpen and announce that Star Trek and Star Wars were the same and basically just Dr. Who with more 'Space Toys'.

Needless to say, he had gotten Reid to ramble for about twenty minutes now. Poor baby's throat must've been so dry from all the talking but he just couldn't stop himself.

Morgan had tried to get him to stop talking and throwing his excitedly fidgeting hands but yeah, once he was in this special space of sharing his knowledge, he didn't stop unless rudely interrupted. That had actually been the first lesson Hotch had taught me when I started working for the BAU a few months ago.

Interrupting Spencer rudely was the most heartbreaking thing I had ever seen, he would get so insecure that he barely allowed himself to talk afterward. Afraid he would say too much again.

So I had set up an 'Interrupting Spencer'-Jar.

You're being a meanie to the smart boy? You're gonna put in a dollar as punishment and at the end of the month, Reid would get the money or the chance to invest it into his favorite Donuts, chocolate glaze, and sprinkles.

The sweetest thing was that he would use the money to get everyone something they liked. Not just himself. The pretty boy was simply too pure.

Okay, I'll admit it. I might've had a decently sized crush on him. But hey! Can you judge me? That long light brown hair, hazel puppy eyes, and cute smiles were absolutely irresistible. And I am not even going to start about his personality.

Sadly Spencer was extremely shy and very reserved around people when first meeting them, and even befriending him had taken me way longer than it normally did. But that was okay, maybe something would work out between us, or I would continue to be friends with the sweetest cinnamon bun in human form I knew.

Looking up from my book, I could see Morgan getting this one vein of annoyance on his temple, the one he usually got before becoming duchy to our friend. Quickly I got up, still reading my book because this chapter just started to become interesting, and walked over to Spencer's desk, so I could collect the fine for interrupting him.

Stopping next to Spencer, I could hear the rasp in his voice from all the talking. "All I am saying is that Star Trek is science fiction while Star Wars is a science fantasy. Star Trek focuses on technology and its possibilities. Meanwhile, Star Wars-"

Just as I was about to find out if my main character would finally confess her love for the morally grey – but nonetheless handsome – antihero, I started seeing stars.

Through all his eagerly waving with his hands, Spencer had hit me in the face. A solid hit, might I say. I hadn't thought that skinny sweetheart could hit so hard.

My hand instinctively rose to my face and I looked that Spencer in shocked surprise. He looked back at me completely mortified. Hands still in the air, mouth slightly open, and eyebrows looking like they were about to jump off his face and escape to Mexico.

"[y/n]," he exclaimed, voice becoming high pitched like a chipmunk's. "I am so sorry. Oh my god. I am so, so sorry. I didn't know you were standing there!"

He looked like he was about to cry from the guilt he felt, so I moved my hand from my face and powered a gentle smile through the pain. "Don't worry," I assured him. "I'm fine, Spence. Really."

Instead of calming down, however, he became even paler and started to frown, while Morgan swiftly walked to his desk. "Uh, [y/n]," Reid whimpered. "Your nose is bleeding."

Was it? I promptly touched the spot of throbbing pain in my face, and when removing my hand again concluded: Yep, I was bleeding...Come to think of it, I actually also felt a little dizzy.

Spencer seemed to have noticed this, as his hand quickly grabbed me by my shoulders and made me sit down on his office chair. Taking my book from my hands and laying it on his desk, he kneeled down on the floor in front of me. As Derek came back with some paper tissues, he quickly took them, pressing them on my face to stop the bleeding.

I wasn't sure if it was the sight of Spencer kneeling on the dirty ground for me, although his germophobic heart must've been running miles and he already thought about burning his dress pants, or the concussion he had given me, but I giggled a little.

"I'm okay, Spence," I tried telling him again, making him shake his head.

"I am so sorry. I- I would never-"

I laid a hand on his shoulder to make him stop apologizing, "It was an accident. Not the first time I took a blow to the face. FBI, remember?"

Our eyes met and I swear to god this would've been one of those adorable moments you read about in novels, wouldn't there be about twenty tissue papers shoved into my face.

I grabbed them from Reid and was just about to tilt my head back and wait until the bleeding stopped, when he jumped up, hand moving to my head.

"L-Lean forward," Spencer said shakily, brushing over my back like he tried to clumsily comfort me. "Never tilt your head back. That could cause blood to run down the back of your throat, and you swallow it. It could irritate your stomach and cause you to vomit."

Well, it was romantic for a second at least. I'd simply re-write the rest of it in my daydreams.

*****

Until lunch, my nosebleed had stopped and I was more than relieved to find out that I hadn't accidentally bled onto my book. It was a collector's edition cover and I swear I would've burned down the freaking building if I'd messed it up.

Reid still apologized to me every time our eyes met. And honestly, I would lie saying I didn't enjoy the fact that he seemed unable to look away from me.

Sure, I would've liked it better if it would've been for my lovely looks and not for almost breaking my nose, but again, that was a job to fix by the daydreaming department in my head.

When I came back from lunch with JJ and Penelope, I sat down on my desk, noticing a little yellow sticky note on my laptop saying 'Sorry' with a sad-looking smiley drawn next to it.

I couldn't help but giggle. Spencer had probably no idea how perfect he was to me.

Then I registered the small, baby blue carton with a bamboo fork next to it. It was from a bakery in DC, one of those new, trendy ones you had to stand in line to get in. Opening it curiously, my eyes fell onto a still warm, deliciously smelling cinnamon bun.

A cinnamon bun from a cinnamon bun.

I wanted to thank Spencer before eating it but his place was empty, therefore, I closed the box again and walked into our break room. Still no Spencer. But instead, I found Morgan, probably texting some woman he was currently wooing.

"Hey, have you seen Reid?" I asked, grabbing his attention and suspiciously sweet smile. "No. But he left something on your desk for you."

I nodded. "Yeah, I know. That's why I was looking for him." Morgan shrugged. "Well, if you already know... He's parking Hotch's car."

"Okay," I said confused. Spencer didn't like driving, and then also driving someone else's car? "Why?" I asked, making Derek chuckle.

"He spend his whole lunch break driving to that bakery you and Garcia were talking about the other day. He wanted to get you something sweet, so you don't hate him."

Butterflies scattered in my chest, "I could never hate him. Especially not for something so little."

Taking a bite from his sandwich, Derek chuckled. "Pretty boy's crushing really hard on you. "

"Not funny, Morgan," I said a little annoyed, getting myself a cup of coffee. Penelope was the sweetest person in the world but a freaking tattletale. She had definitely told Morgan about my feelings for Reid.

"I'm not joking," he insisted. "Which sane person would spend over an hour on a workday getting a cinnamon bun for a friend?"

"A sweet one?" I answered sassily, having him shake his head. "Suit yourself. Then pass out on pretty boy."

No chance in the world that my feelings for Spencer were mutual. I would've noticed it by now, wouldn't I? This was just a prank from Morgan, causing me to key his car later.

Just as I was about to walk out of the break room, I could see Reid hurrying back to his desk, quickly stopping by mine to lay a white flower next to the cinnamon bun on my desk.

"He really is a pretty boy, huh?" I asked practically into the air around me, watching Spencer sit down in his place, brushing his hair out of his face, and straightening his tie in an effort to not look like he had been on the run for the last sixty minutes while I was on my break.

Morgan nodded, mostly still staring at his phone. "Wouldn't call him that just to be mean. I may tease him but I like that little nerd."

Maybe – and I really hated to admit it – Morgan was right and Spencer was crushing on me. He was too sweet and definitely too shy to ever ask me out, especially now that he had given me a concussion.

Turning to Morgan, I asked, "Do you think he would go out with me if I'd ask him?"

He let out a grunt, shrugging, "You'd be risking killing him with a heart attack from the excitement but maybe he survives it."

Rolling my eyes, I started walking out to the bullpen. "Thanks, Morgan." "Anytime," he called after me with a laugh. "Go get him, tiger."

Back at my desk, I stopped and looked at the flower there. A dahlia. My favorite. Biting my bottom lip to stop myself from smiling like a fool, I grabbed my sweet dessert and the fork, walking over to Spencer.

"Hi," I greeted him, leaning on his desk while he tried appearing like he hadn't stared at me the whole time, putting a stack of files from one spot to another on his desk.

"Oh, Hi," he answered, already starting to blush as he saw me holding the small carton. "I- I hope you like it. How- How is your nose?"

"Completely fine," I smiled, making him frown. "Are you sure?" I nodded, "One hundred percent."

He mirrored my nodding for a moment before I could hear his stomach growl. His blush deepened and I realized that he had really, absolutely done nothing else than trying to make things up to me.

"Thank you for the cinnamon bun, Spence," I told him. "But you didn't have to starve yourself for it. I'm not mad."

"I- I just was really sorry. Still am." "I know." Staring down on my carton, I asked, "Hey, how about we share it?"

He quickly shook his head. "No, no. It's yours." "It would taste better if we'd both enjoy it," I insisted, grabbing my chair and sitting down next to Reid.

Splitting the cinnamon bun in the middle, I handed him the fork – sticky hands made him a little nervous – and ate my half with my fingers. It tasted amazing and I started to understand the hype around this bakery. Fluffy, sweet, and delicious... Just like Spencer.

"Hey, Spence?" I asked him, making him nod his head in acknowledgment because he had just stuffed his mouth with a big piece of the cinnamon bun. God, he made my heart flutter.

Taking a deep breath, I asked, "Do you think you'd might wanna go out with me sometime?"

His chewing stopped and he looked at me stunned, swallowing the content of his mouth almost choking on it. "Like- Like a...?" He sounded hopeful but unsure, so I nodded unable to hide my foolish smile.

"Like a date," I answered, making him giggle.

"Yes, I- Wow. I am so glad I hit you in the face!" With that he stopped smiling for a second, afraid he had just messed up.

But it reappeared as I began laughing. "Yeah. Me too."

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furiouskettle · 2 years

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So there’s been a LOT of fics about Ingo going back home, or Emmet going to the past, and i’ve definitely been inspired a bit by Detours...

but what if Rei got teleported to the future instead of either of them?

I’m no writer, and i only have so much comic juice (and i havent even played Arceus) so i’m not gonna polish these any further... but i wanted to share it anyway. more thoughts and even messier scribbles under the cut!

Some ideas, most of them copypasted from me and my friend’s chats, ordered approximately in chronological order. (C= me, Y=friend)

Rei is fully convinced the train is some sort of horrible alpha pokemon nightmare beast the first time he sees it.

Y: he hears it coming and is like "oh shit oh fuck is it a steelix???? oh god i've only ever seen the one akari brought back to pasture i can't confront one oh god oh no" and then it's a train and he's just "THIS IS WORSE SOMEHOW???"

Y: this poor child is going to have a heart attack

Emmet doesn’t consider Rei a legitimate lead at first- he’s hardly the first kid to try and find the missing subway master in the subway...

Y: on the one hand rei probs doesn't know about the Time Travel and ancestors/descendants of people he knows on the other him just awkwardly trying to convince himself "ah they must be... related..." before Emmet is like "8> no shit sherlock"

(i think im leaning towards no idea abt time travel)

C: man tho. like. rei saying that ingo never said anything abt a brother would sting emmet So Much Y: like i imagine even with rei saying he's got amnesia it would still hurt in that way where he knows it's illogical but surely he would remember. surely. C: and like. rei wouldnt know that ingo vaguely remembers but also its funny that rei would mention that ingo remembers So Many Train Phrases despite never saying what a train IS Y: rei, genuinely never more confused in his life: well at least one thing makes more sense now

Y: rei starts asking all these weird questions about extremely simple terminology and emmet suspects the kid is fucking with him but every answer he gives rei is so earnestly like "80 OH MAN I GET IT NOW" C: and like. then the kid namedrops hisui, and like. idk how good emmet's history is so either it's like. "where?" or "why are you using the outdated name" Y: i honestly imagine he'd just be like "that's not a station on this line. where did you get on" and they go in circles on that for a bit Y: eventually he says he's from Jubilife and Emmet goes "that is verrrry far away. you did not come here by train" and rei is like "i said that!!!! many times!!!!!!"

I feel it might take a while for it to sink in for rei just how far away from home he is, both geographically and chronologically.

C: also im just imagining rei just sitting politely w a cup of tea in the breakroom and some kinda vending machine snack emmet got him fbjfvgcd ill prolly have to add the electric type leader lady to the au mix just so emmet won't go too hard on rei

Y: rei explicitly says his thick layered clothes are to protect him better against pokemon attacks so i imagine elesa finding him a nice outfit (bc emmet would not care) and he's just internally sweating "aaa i'm so exposed aaaaa" C: get him a denim jacket tough material might make him feel a bit better Y: at his most powerful in a Joutfit C:no pokemon will get him now Y: i'm basically imagining him piecing together "wait akari is from here????" based purely on seeing T-shirts and going "oh damn i remember that stupid outfit"

Y: also i am imagining emmet being very focused on the ingo side of things and kind of treating poor rei as an afterthought but eventually rei just breaks down bc he's a kid and he's scared and he wants to go home Y: emmet is not the subtle or assuring type but he can use the reminder that there's more than one reason to figure this out

Y: i imagine him (rei) getting super claustrophobic in crowds just like. oh god there's so many people. there's so many strangers and he's so small and lost and how is he ever supposed to find a way--

#ingo #emmet #rei pokemon #submas #pokemon arceus #pla spoilers #pokemon arceus spoilers #pokemon legends #teapot noises #this counts as art shush #arceus spoilers

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sinfullyrosey · 2 years

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A Price for a Price

Floyd Leech X Fem!Reader X Jade Leech

Warnings: Threesome, Oral, Biting, Double Penetration, Mild Orgasm Denial, Teasing

Adds plot to porn. Adds plot to porn. Adds plot to porn. Adds plot to-

Anyways, kudos to anyone who spots the Disney references. Most were from The Little Mermaid, but I added some others in there by complete accident as my creative juices just flew while typing up this fic. There’s also one reference to a Don Bluth film, though I’m not sure anyone will catch it, let alone remember it.

All characters are 18+

Working at Mostro Lounge wasn’t all that bad.

Sure, it wasn’t exactly easy and dealing with certain costumers could be a headache, but the pay was decent and the hours were bearable. All in all, you would say it was a good 9/10 job. And hey, it was always funny to see the reactions from customers after you’d correct them about working under Azul contract-free.

“E-eh, you mean you didn’t sign a scroll and now have to sing to pay off your debt?!”

“Nope!”

And then you’d give the flabbergasted boy a wink before moving on to the next song or walking off to go on your employee mandated break. It was true; you were being paid to sing and perform at the Lounge willingly, although, that wasn’t always the case...

Initially, you were working there, under contract, in order to pay off your three dumbass friend’s depts when they made the stupid mistake of signing contracts with the cecaelia. Back then you had made a deal to work at the lounge for free until all their depts were paid off.

At the time, you were under the impression that he was going to have you be taking orders and cleaning tables, but little did you know he had other plans for this poor, unfortunate prefect.

“All I need is your voice.” He had said to you, almost offhandedly.

You didn’t understand at the time and thought he meant that he’d take your voice as compensation for working there. But he clarified that no no, he wouldn’t be taking your voice, rather, you’d be lending it.

That is, you’d be singing on a newly built stage smack dab in the middle of the lounge for the viewing pleasure of college boys from all over campus.

Your mouth fell open, gaping like a fish as he explained the details of your job and what was expected of you. Even Grim and the adeuce duo were taken aback with what they were witnessing.

“Since when did Mostro have lounge singing?!” You shrieked, fists clenched at the audacity of this underhanded slimeball.

“Since finding out that a certain little prefect had the voice of a siren.” He said matter-of-factly.

Your eyes widened at that.

He wasn’t wrong. You could sing. But never in front of others, and especially not in front of a whole ass audience! The most anybody would hear from is a quiet humming whenever you were doing homework or at the library studying. The only time you’d ever sing out loud was in the privacy of your own dorm when Grim and the ghosts weren’t around.

Had you slipped up and not noticed? Had he or one of the twins caught you when you thought nobody was around? Did Cater record you and post it to MagiCam without your knowledge?! You never did find out how Azul discovered your beautiful singing voice.

Your face twisted into one of disgust and ire as your teeth clenched and lips split back into a snarl. He remained unfazed as he gestured to the twins to escort out the other three students, so it was just him and his new employee. Your breathed in and out an angry huff.

“You sneaky son of a-“

“Save your voice for the stage, my dear.”

But that was all in the past, water under the bridge. After your contract was destroyed in a blotting incident, you were no longer obligated to work under the jerk who tricked you into it in the first place. But that only lasted a short while until Azul came crawling back, near begging you to work at the Lounge again, this time around, contract-free with the promise of a weekly paycheck.

Apparently, having a cute lounge singer with the voice of a goddess performing at an all-male university in a tight fitting dress really raked in the dough.

You wanted to call him out for being a pathetic, little octopus and tell him to eat rocks, but seeing him desperately try and keep up his suave façade while insisting that he’s doing you a favor gave you a sense of sadistic gratification. You already knew by that point Ashengrotto’s past and how the way he presented himself to the public was all a lie. That behind that shady, manipulative contractor mask was just a sad, lonely crybaby trying to make something of himself. As much as you would have loved to make him grovel by rejecting his request, you did need the money. And while you’d never admit it, you did enjoy singing on stage after hiding your voice for so long.

So, here you are now, clad in a sea foam green, mermaid-style dress that pooled at the bottom with fish scale patterns at the end, singing in a sultry voice to a crowd of young men at lunch hour. The lights were dimmed, a light blue spotlight on your figure as you sang away about the audience “counting you out” and viewing you as “just a sister.”

The song wasn’t something you’d usually sing about, as it was your job to draw in the crowd, not push them away, even if that meant degrading yourself in order to do so. But you had managed to convince Azul to let you try different styles to see what sticks, and it seemed that despite the message of the song, the guys were still into it.

A few wolf whistles from some Savanaclaw and Octavinelle students could be heard. Some cheers from other dorms here and there. And once the number was finished, near everyone was clapping and hollering for an encore. You bowed and informed them that that was the last song for the time being and that they could come back during diner hours to see you again.

You gave a quick reminder to buy a drink and waved them off, much to the disappointment of the guys. You made your way off stage and towards your designated dressing room. Azul had converted one of the stock closets to a private room where you could quickly get dolled up and rest up. It may not be as fancy as say, Vil’s dressing room, but was still nice.

Once you got to your room, you plopped yourself down onto your couch and let out a loud huff. You were beat! Your throat was a bit sore and your feet were killing you. You’d need to talk with Azul later about letting you wear more practical footwear instead of these inch heeled killers. You slipped the damn shoes off and tossed them somewhere in the room without a care. All you wanted to do now was relax before getting dressed back into your school uniform and heading out to do your next task before the next shift.

But a knock at the door didn’t allow you such luxury.

You audibly groaned, not wanting to get up from your comfortable spot on the plush couch. A second knock had you groaning even more and begrudgingly standing up to go answer the door. It’s probably Azul or the twins come to bother you with something or other. Not even a moment of peace at the Mostro Lounge for this poor prefect.

But when you swung open the door, it was none of your three Octavinelle coworkers, but rather, an unfamiliar face of a Pomefiore student. You blinked at him. The student’s eyes lit up and he gave a small, polite bow.

“Ah, excuse me madam, but I just wanted to tell you in person just how magnificent your performance was!”

You slowly blinked. This wasn’t the first time students directly approached you to compliment you on your voice, but it was the first time someone had gone directly to you dressing room to do so. You gave an awkward polite smile and nodded.

“Thank you, glad you enjoyed the show.”

An awkward silence befell the two of you as you just stood in your doorway, waiting for the other to say something or leave. And speak he did.

“I’ve come to almost all of your performances. Your... your voice is very seduisante...”

You didn’t speak much French and primarily picked up on certain words from Vil or Rook, but it didn’t take you to know the language to pick up on the tone in that last word. You shuffled in place, debating whether to tell him to get lost or to simply just slam the door in his skeevy face.

You didn’t want to get in trouble with Azul for upsetting a customer...

“You’re seduisante.”

He stepped forward, gently grabbing your hand in both of his. You didn’t like the look in his eyes and you especially didn’t like that he was touching you without your consent.

“Erm, there’s a strict “no touching the performers” rule here, so...”

You tried pulling your hand away from him, free hand on the door, trying to use it as leverage to pull yourself back into your room. His grip tightened and he followed your movements, getting too close for comfort.

“May I just have a few moments of your time-”

“Okay, that’s it, let go creep before I drop kick you back to the muck ridden well you crawled out of.”

The struggle only caused you and the Pomefiore student to stumble backwards into the room. He was still holding onto you and was now trying to pull you closer, uttering more praises and compliments towards you. He was starting to get rougher, his polite façade slipping the more you tried pushing him away.

“I said let go you fucking asshole! Let go or I’m telling Vil what you did!” You hissed, managing to land a single slap on his pompous face.

The guy yelped before letting out a growl, tightening his grasp on you once more. You were about ready to throw hands and make a break for it, when suddenly, you no longer felt the groping hands of the intruder. You focused your attention as the perv was pulled off of you by the back of his uniform’s collar. The now angry student was about to make a swing at the brute who dared to interrupt his advances when the color drained from his face at the realization of who was now holding him in a vice grip.

“Neee, what do you think you’re doing with our Shrimpy?~”

The expression on this jerk’s face was absolutely priceless. You couldn’t help but give a satisfied grin at the fearful look he was giving as Floyd began to squeeze him. Jade entered the room behind him, walking over to your form and giving a quick once over.

“I take it you’re alright?”

You nodded, and then gave a displeased snort.

“Yeah, I’m fine, he didn’t do anything too scarring...”

He gave a nod of acknowledgement, then turned his attention towards his brother and the perpetrator who was now struggling to breathe properly. Jade’s deceiving, sort smile curled into one of teasing malice. He had a hand on his chin in thought before instructing his brother.

“Hm, take this trash to Azul and let him know what happened, then meet back here.”

“Heh, sure. Be back soon Shrimpy.~”

And with that the twin strolled out of the room, a skip in his step as the student in his grasp whimpered at what was to come. The room fell silent as things settled down once more.

“... Thanks for the help. That creep was too handsy for his own good. Glad to know I have backup when needed.” You crossed your arms, finally able to relax now that the guy was gone.

Jade hummed.

“Maybe now I can get some much needed rest. Again, thank you Ja-“

“No need, once Floyd comes back we’ll happily receive our reward.”

“Eh?” You deadpanned. “Excuse me..?”

He looked at you with his signature closed-eyed smile that was anything but trustworthy. His smile widened, some of his teeth poking through.

“You didn’t think Floyd and I did this out of the goodness of our hearts now, did you?~”

Ah.

Of course.

How silly of you. Nothing ever happens around here for free. Everything comes with a price, even kindness.

How could you forget that these two shady eels would want a reward out of this.

You sighed.

So much for getting some sleep.

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The room was near silent, save for the quiet sounds of whimpers and moans coming from the human prefect. You squirmed in the two’s grasp, unable to handle the pleasure being applied between your legs. You jolted at a particular spark of pleasure that shot up into the pit of your stomach. A low moan slipped past your lips as your toes curled.

You sat between the twins, Floyd sitting on the couch with you in his lap, and Jade kneeling down in front of you, between your legs. Floyd was holding both of your legs open wide, keeping them stretched out so your sensitive area was open and easily accessible to his brother.

Jade was working you open, mouth on your groin, while two fingers pumped in and out of your asshole. His tongue lapped at your folds at a torturously slow pace, being careful to avoid the neglected, swollen bud just begging for his attention. His fingers were slick, curling and searching for that special bundle of nerves.

You were panting at this point; dress top was pulled down to reveal your perky, round breasts, while the bottom of your dress was bundled up and out of the twin’s way. It would have just been easier to take the whole dress off, but Floyd was never one for patience. Speaking of which...

“Come oo~on, Jade, hurry up! I want to stuff Shrimpy already!”

The calmer of the twins gave a few more lavish licks before pulling his head away, a trail of saliva and slick connecting his mouth to you. He licked his lips before lightly chiding his brother.

“You can’t rush these things, Floyd. You’re the one who wanted her ass, but you have to properly prepare her first. You’re not exactly one for being gentle or slow, so I need to spend extra time making sure she can actually take you.”

Floyd let out a whine that melted into an impatient growl. His jaw clenched, wanting desperately to take out his anger on something... or someone. Jade went back to his work, this time sucking on your clit and lavishing it in satisfyingly rough licks. Your eyes rolled back, a silent cry tearing from your open mouth.

Jade’s gaze went back to his twin as he worked their coworker towards her first orgasm, when he noticed the other’s discomfort and brewing anger. He released his mouth from you once more, stopping the buildup and causing a disgruntled groan from you.

“If you must, why not put your mouth to use and give our little singer here a few “love nips” won’t you?”

Your eyes widened and you glared down at the eel in disbelief. Floyd’s sneer twisted back into a smile at the prospect of marking his little shrimpy. Before you could protest, the eel sunk his teeth right into your shoulder blade, drawing a little blood and causing a sharp pain to spread around your shoulder.

You squealed from a mix of pain and pleasure. One of your hands grabbed at Floyd’s hair, trying to tug his mouth off of you, your other hand attempting to hook your fingers at the corner of his mouth to pull his teeth out of your now tender shoulder blade. It was like trying to wrestle an alligator away from its prey. You winced as Floyd released his hold and licked the spot instead, a pleased rumble reverberating from his chest as he gave smaller, but still rough nips along your shoulder and neck.

“Y-You’re a bas-hngh... bastard..!” You directed at Jade.

He didn’t respond, instead, suddenly plunging his long tongue deep inside of you gummy walls, pulling a gasp out of you a he licked deep inside your walls and added a third finger into your puckered hole. You couldn’t help it and let out a loud, gluttonous moan as he fucked you on his tongue. Jade briefly paused his ministries to speak to his twin before plunging back in.

“Keep her quiet now, Floyd. We don’t want anyone else interrupting our fun, do we?”

Floyd’s grin twisted into one of sadistic mischievous as he proceeded to grab your chin and roughly shove his tongue into your mouth and down your throat, the taste of copper filling your senses. You squealed as you felt the twin’s tongues assault both mouths, causing your mind to become hazy from the sensation.

You moaned into the kiss, eyes fluttering closed and hips rocking as best they could. Floyd chuckled at your needy sounds, dangerous teeth lightly biting into your lips. But it wasn’t until you felt a different pair of sharp teeth lightly nipping down there, mixed with the tongue that was pleasuring you, for the coil building up in your stomach to finally snapped.

Your lower region convulsed as a wave of white hot washed over you and you let out a sharp whine that cut off. Your slick walls clenched and squeezed around the other’s tongue. You were too blissed out to hear the excited eel mocking the face you were making or see the smug grin on the other eel twin as he lapped up the access slick. You slowly came down from your high, body limp, and chest heaving.

“Nee, now can I stuff her, Jade?~”

Your leg twitched.

Jade moved back from his position, removing his mouth and hand from inside you to give his brother a pointed look. He sighed and nodded towards your still recovering body.

“Yes Floyd, you can-“

Not wasting any more time, the impatient twin lifted you up and sheathed his entire dick into your still puckering hole. Your eyes widened and a silent scream tore from your throat. You gasped and attempted to adjust to his size. While he may not be thick, he was fairly long, hitting spots deep inside you that made your head spin.

“F-floyd..! Wait, y-you’re too..!“

Ignoring you, he began to move inside, pulling himself out experimentally and pushing back in. You winced at the dull ache of your walls being stretched out by every thrust he gave you. You were mentally thanking Jade for the prior prep.

“Haaa, Shrimpy feels so warm..!”

You didn’t respond, too lost in the shift from pain to pleasure. You attempted to adjust on his lap, only to slip and sink further down his length, earning a moan from both you and the energetic twin. He growled as he reached further into you and latched his sharp teeth onto your other shoulder and resumed thrusting.

“Oh fuck!” You squealed, having given up trying to get the other to be gentler and opting to just enjoy the ride. You rocked your hips in the attempt to meet his thrusts.

You had been too distracted with Floyd to notice the twin still in front of your until you felt a sensation bumping against your sopping folds. You turned your attention to see Jade lining up his equally smooth member at your entrance, rubbing the head along your slit, covering it in your slick.

He was grinning as your body twitched at the contact on your swollen, red clit. Every time his head touched that sensitive nub, a spark made its way across your body, making your ass clench around the other’s dick and your walls to clench around nothingness. Ever the tease as always you supposed.

“Ja~ade, just-ngh! Just put it in already, p-please!”

He hummed, removing his dick and replacing it with his fingers as they lightly teased your entrance and clit. The bouncing from Floyd’s thrusting only adding more to the friction. God, you could feel that coil in the pit of your stomach building again.

“You want me to put it in?~”

“Yes!” You cried.

“Hmm, I don’t know, what do you think Floyd?”

The taunting was making your head hazy from sexual frustration. You just wanted that damn asshole to shove it in you already and nail you like his brother was doing! Floyd, on the other hand, was even more impatient then you were, but still reveled in messing with you. He growled out a chuckle, teeth still nipping at your neck.

“I think you should put it in, Jade. Help me make little Shrimpy scream.~”

Jade’s grin twisted into a sadistic smirk, sending a shiver down your spine.

“With pleasure.~”

Gently, and ever so slowly, he sheathed his cock past your lips until he was all the way inside. You bit your lip as you felt completely stuffed to the brim with both of their cocks nestled deeply into both of your holes.

You unconsciously let out a shaky, satisfied sigh, relaxing in your spot between the twins. A drunken smile curled on your lips as your half-lidded eyes stared blankly at nothing. Your mind was on cloud nine. Nothing else mattered in this moment but the three of you in this room together.

“Hm, quite the face you’re making, Y/N.” Jade teased, thrusting his hips at his own pace, separate from Floyd’s more rough, vigorous ones.

“He he, Shrimpy looks happy.~” Floyd chimed in.

“Yes, she does.”

Your eyes rolled back as your pussy and ass clenched tightly at the feeling of both cocks diving deep into both ends, hitting deeper and deeper inside of you. You felt so incredibly full and you swore you had a bulge in your belly from the fullness. Your moans and soft pleas mixed in with the sound of slapping of skin on skin.

Everything was building up between the three of you as you all chased your peaks. Their thrusts were getting more frantic and disoriented, even Jade’s, and the heat pooling and twisting in the pit of your stomach was surfacing more and more.

Jade placed his thumb on your clit once more and began rubbing it leisurely while placing open-mouthed kisses along your bouncing breasts and chest. The overstimulation of your heated body mixed with the long foreplay was enough to finally snap the coil and your mind went blank with searing hot whiteness.

As your orgasm wracked your body, you clenched tighter around the brothers, helping to send them over the edge along with you. And with the last few thrusts, both twins came almost simultaneously, cocks spurting white strings of cum, painting your insides white. With how stuffed you were, some of their cum leaked out, dribbling onto you and them.

Your body shuddered before completely relaxing against the two, exhausted and spent. Floyd was left panting, having also slumped back against the couch, while his twin, Jade, huffed out a few hot breaths. All three of you were a tried, sweaty mess, but were well pleased with the outcome.

Jade was the first to slip out of you, then prodded his brother to do the same, much to the other’s childish displeasure. A squelching sound was followed by the feeling of cum drizzling out, further dirtying the couch you were still seated on. Jade was attempting to clean himself up, while Floyd stretched and popped any stiff muscles.

You, on the other hand, resigned to stay where they left you to bask in the afterglow of the thorough fucking you just received at the hands of the shady, yet lovable, twins. You watched on as they fixed up their appearance, knowing they had to go back out there and continue their jobs, while you were free to prattle along just a bit longer before making your leave. Your body was still aching in the best of ways, so you opted to wait a bit longer and just watch them before they bid you farewell until later that day.

As your mind cleared of the post-sexual haze, a growing grin pulled at the corners of your lips. You leaned back on the couch and repositioned yourself to something a bit more comfortable. You let out a quiet chuckle; the sound alerted the two as they gazed back over to you with mild curiosity. The grin grew as you gave them a sultry look.

You spread your legs out, raising them slightly as to allow the Leech Brothers a full view of your creamy, white stuffed pussy and pucker. You used your hands to grab at the meat of your inner thighs and pulled apart your lower lips and asshole, causing some of the milky semen to spill out and drip onto the cushions with the rest of the spilled fluids. A vexatious smirk graced your features as you stuck out your tongue playfully; your expression was one of pure satisfied bliss at what the two had done to you. After all, you were the one who suggested this longstanding arrangement to begin with.

So yeah, working at the Mostro Lounge wasn’t all that bad, but sometimes you just needed to blow off some steam and let your two mereel coworkers nail you.

#Twisted Wonderland #TWST #Twisted Wonderland Smut #TWST Smut #Floyd Leech #Jade Leech #Floyd Leech Smut #Jade Leech Smut #Smut #Floyd Leech X Reader #Jade Leech X Reader #Floyd X Reader X Jade #Jade X Reader X Floyd #Fem!Reader

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dunnswrld · 2 years

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i loved the body shots fic!! could you do the same thing maybe with Johnny?

Lime, Salt, and Tequila

a/n: I could def try!

prompt: You and Johnny had been best friends for your whole lives, you two were practically inseparable. So when you two go to a party and Johnny accepts a challenge of getting the hottest girl to do a body shot off of what will happen when he chooses you?

warnings: Light smut, fluff(?), alcohol (duh), weed, partying (duh 2x)

When you came to this party with Johnny you weren't really expecting much, it was one of Steve-o's mutuals that was throwing it and Steve-o was told to bring anyone he would like. Steve-o was quick to tell all the Jackass members that there was going to be a sick party and that you all should totally join him.

What was surprising was how every member agreed- even Jeff and Rick were coming along. So you knew if you were the only one who declined the offer of going to the party you would never hear the end of it. But why would you even say no? Every Jackass member and even Jeff and Rick joining it was sure to not be a boring party.

But to make the party better your best friend since birth Johnny Knoxville was joining. It seemed to be apparent that if Johnny wasn't at a party or you weren't at the party the other wasn't going to be there either. This also went along with many other things like when you two were in school or even know during filming for Jackass, you two did everything together stunts, partying, normal activities, and even one time a bath, though you both were around two it still counts.

The reason you and Johnny were so close was because of how your mom and his mom were best friends which ultimately led you two to becoming best friends. But this also has led to countless talks with either of your families or even your friends about how you two should date, which would always make you and Johnny get flustered and quickly say you two are just friends and nothing more.

"Pj do you think there's like aliens?" You loudly asked over the song that was blasting through the house as you leaned against the wall next to your taller friend, loud . "You need to stop smoking." Johnny laughed, "Oh shut up. You need to stop drinking." "Maybe we should switch then." Johnny said looking down at you, his drunken gaze covered by his infamous sunglasses. "I'd rather die than drink, it always makes me feel like hell."

"Yeah last time you drank you threw up all over my favorite leather jacket." "Do you always have to bring that up?" "Yes I do cause you ruined it." You playfully rolled your eyes as your friend. Johnny took a swig of his beer as he kept looking at you, he saw your mouth move but didn't focus on what you were saying.

His eyes traveling down to your white baby tee with baby-blue writing that said "Toxic" which stemmed from the Britney Spears songs. He moved his eyes lower to see your tight denim skirt that was defiantly not the size of a belt. You paired the skirt with a white belt, then his eyes hit your high top baby-blue converse he had bought you a year ago as a surprise gift.

Johnny thought you looked good, like, really good. He hated checking you out though because he felt like as your best friend he wasn't even supposed to think of you like that, ever. But it was so hard for Johnny not to, every time he saw you it was like you just got more attractive.

Everything you did drove the poor Jackass mad. From when you would hold his arm when you two were walking side-by-side, when you would wear his t-shirts, when you would kiss his injuries better, and even when you would sit in the makeup in the mirror. He was just so drawn to you, everything you did. But he would never say that he didn't want to ruin your life long friendship.

"Pj!" You said hitting his chest quickly snapping Johnny out of his thoughts. "Huh? Oh sorry what's up?" "Did you listen to what I was saying?" "Oh I uh.. couldn't hear you over this music." Johnny mentally face palmed at his horrible excuse. "Oh um ok? I'm going to run to the bathroom stay right here I'll be back." Johnny nodded at your words and watched as your turned around and walked away, he watched the way your hips swung as you walked down the hallway. But it seems like god didn't want his imagination to run wild because he felt a hand be placed on his shoulder.

"Hey Knoxville- were you just looking at Yn's ass?" Chris said, his hand still placed on Johnny's shoulder. "What? No are you crazy?" Johnny snapped as he shook Chris's hand off his shoulder. "Alright man whatever you say," Chris laughed, throwing his hands up in defense. "But me and the guys are having a challenge to see who can get the hottest girl to do the best body shot with them, care to join?" "Well is there a prize if I win?" "I think Steve-o's friend said something about a kings crown?"

All drunk Johnny needed to hear was something with a ridiculous hat and he was on board.

"Yeah I'm down." Johnny said. "Great! When you find your lady of choice bring her to the kitchen." Johnny nodded at his friends words before Chris turned and walked into the crowd of people, most likely off to find a girl he thought was cute. Johnny on the other hand couldn't think of anyone at the party you two were at that was hotter than you. Plus Johnny really didn't want to take a shot off a random girl, it really just didn't sound enjoyable for him.

"Guess who's back, back again!" You said walking up from the hallway with a large smile on your face, along with your hooded glossy eyes from the weed you had smoked not even 25 minutes ago. "There she is," Johnny smiled. "But could you do me a favor?" You cocked your brow up at your best friend. "As long as it doesn't involve vomit, shit, piss, or any human body builds sure." You laughed

"Could I do a body shot off you? It's a weird sudden question but Chris and the rest of the guys are doing this thing with them and if I win I get a crown and you totally don't have to do it if you aren't comfortable or something." Johnny spilled out of his mouth. "That's it? Well yeah sure I don't mind." Johnny's eyes widened under his sunglasses, "Really?" You nodded again and that was all the conformation he needed. Johnny threw a arm around your shoulders and began walking through the crowd to the kitchen.

Johnny was trying his best not to act like he was pissing his pants, hoping that the alcohol in his system would cover it up.

What Johnny didn't know was that you were also pissing your pants and praying the weed would cover it up.

You two made your way to the kitchen where the rest of the Jackass boys had some random girls they found around the party, some of the girls rubbing against the boy while other stood as stiff as a board next to the boy.

All the guys looked at Johnny, then you, then Johnny again. Chris was snickering at Johnny now knowing he was totally looking at your ass when you were walking away.

"Ok everyone!" A boy spoke, you guessed he was the one who was running the party. "We have some of our lovely Jackass members here who have gathered the hottest ladies they could find for body shots!" You turned as you heard the boy speak, Johnny froze as the boy said information he was leaving out of telling you.

"The hottest ladies they could find huh?" You said as you smirked at Johnny. "Well you see uh-" Johnny was cut off by the guy who was announcing the challenge to everyone.

"Our lovely Jackass guys will each do a body shot off our even lovelier ladies and it will be up to everyone hear to cheer for you they think wins, the winner gets the kind crown!" Drunken and high cheers were heard through the crowd. "Now I will give each man a lime, some salt, and a shot of tequila!"

The boy did just that making his way through every Jackass guy and giving them a lime, some salt, and a shot of tequila. The boy finally got to you and Johnny and handed Johnny everything he would need to complete the body shot. He turned to you with a nervous smile on his face.

"Come on Pj let's win this shit!" You said with a laugh. Johnny was shocked you were still on board even though he indirectly called you hot. "Yeah let's win this shit!" Johnny laughed. You walked over to the large brown dining table and hopped up onto it, all the guys telling the girls they choose where to go and what to do so they could win the king crown but you and Johnny seemed at ease with this.

"What if you put salt on both of my thighs then the shot in-between my thighs and the lime in my mouth? Would that work?" Johnny flushed red at the thought of licking salt of your legs but he tried to keep his cool. "Well yeah I think that would work great." Johnny took the lime off the corner of the shot glass and rubbed two streaks up your thighs then sprinkled the salt he held into his hand onto both patches.

Johnny then handed you the lime and shot to place on your own, scared of bursting your bubble of personal space even though he was about to take a shot off you. You put the lime into your mouth and set the shot glass comfortably in-between your thighs. You then looked at Johnny and realized something. You took the lime out of your mouth to make it clear to him what you were about to say.

"I'll only do this if you take off your sunglasses, I wanna be able to see your eyes." You said, Johnny's already flushed face flushing even more. Johnny took off his sunglasses and closed them, slipping them onto his shirt so he wouldn't loose them. "Much better." You said as you popped the lime back into your mouth.

"Start taking your shots whenever boys!" The host yelled. A lot of the boys wasted no time in doing so making the crowd cheer, but Johnny slowly dropped down to his knees and was at the perfect height to lick off the salt on your thighs and take the shot. Johnny hesitantly moved his head closer to your thighs and stuck his tongue out.

When his tongue made contact with your leg a wave of heat rushed over your body, Johnny slowly licked off the salt on your first leg, his brown eyes peaking up at you through his lashes.

Johnny thought he had the best angle, your arms pressed behind you on the table as a lime peaked through your lips and a blush spread across your cheeks.

But you on the other hand thought you did, Johnny was as close to your legs as he could be as his brown eyes looked up at you. His cheeks flushed a rosy color and his hands placed firmly on your knees.

Johnny was quick to move to your other leg as he felt more confident now, he moved his tongue slowly down the path of salt before coming back up and scooting closer your legs to take the shot. Johnny looked at the placement of the shot and knew he was in for it.

Johnny prayed to whatever god there was to not let him drop the shot out of his mouth and all over your short denim skirt.

Johnny's prayers were answered because he slowly moved his head closer to the shot and gently grabbed it with his teeth, you watched the brown eyed boy closely. Watching as he brought his head back from the space between your legs and tipping his head back to quickly down the bitter shot.

From his knees Johnny spread your own knees allowing a space between them for him to fill. Johnny rose from his knees to his feet and stood in the space between your legs.

"I'm gonna take the lime now." Johnny said only loud enough for you to hear, all you could do in response was nodded your head. It finally set in how close Johnny was getting when he began to move closer to your lips.

Johnny bit the half of the lime that stuck out of your mouth but you simply wanted something more than the small contact, you moved in closer and touched lips with Johnny. Johnny knew you did this on purpose because you were leaned as far forward as you could without crashing into him.

Johnny kissed you back quickly, the lime making it harder to manage but something about it made him only want to kiss you more. Johnny raised his hands and set them both your cheeks, your hands made there way up to his chest. The crowd of partiers was cheering loudly for you and Johnny but you two couldn't hear any of the background noise being made.

You both were so focused on the kiss you two were sharing along with the lime that was going from your mouth to his, the bitter taste of the lime filling your mouth along with Johnny's. That's when Johnny took the lime in his mouth fully and pulled away from the kiss and spat the lime out onto the floor, which caused the crowd to yell and even some whistle being heard. But after Johnny spat out the lime quickly returned to kissing you, now with nothing in the way.

The kiss was hungry and sloppy, you could feel in the kiss how long Johnny had been wanting to do this with you and Johnny could feel how long you had wanted to do this with him. Johnny's hands trailed from your face down to your waist gripping it firmly as his tongue was overlapping yours causing you to whine in his mouth.

"Well I think we have our winners!" The host said as he gently tapped Johnny's shoulder, nervous he was going to get yelled at for breaking the heated make out session but also didn't want everyone here to see a free porno. Johnny pulled away from the kiss and turned to the guy, remembering where he was and what he was doing.

"Oh hey we won!" Johnny said as he turned to you with a smile. Johnny saw your post kiss smile and flushed cheeks. "Who cares." You said with a chuckle. Johnny felt something be placed on his head and was quick to realize it was his new hat- a crown. "Thank you, thank you." Johnny said as he did a fake royalty wave.

Johnny took his attention off the crowd and turned back to you. Where he saw a sly smirk on your face.

"Why don't I give a prize to the king for winning?'

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