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latte-fairytaekwoon · 3 years

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Morning Routine Pt.2 (Jung Wooyoung) Rated

Part One

Pairing: Videographer! Wooyoung × Camgirl! Reader (Female)

Genre: Smut, Fluff.

Summary: Loving his new job as the videographer for a camgirl, Wooyoung has no idea about the new project she has in mind for her channel.

Word Count: 4.3+K

Warnings: Non-established relationship, p*rn filming, use of sex toys, exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbation, fingering, handjob, p*rn viewing, unprotected shower sex (always use protection), slight degradation, multiple orgasm (female) these horny mfs can't keep their hands off each other, Y/N has a thing for Wooyoung's arms (who doesn't?)

Taglist: @seacottons @little-precious-baby @yunhofingers @galaxteez @multidreams-and-desires @brie02 @deja-vux @couchpotatoaniki @daniblogs164 @a-soft-hornytiny @yunsangoveryonder @minhyukmyluv @nanamarkie @mingismoon @ateezbabysitters

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Wooyoung threw his head back, eyes shut as his mouth uttered out some rather loud and harsh grunts. Tiny sweat beads formed along his hairline, his forehead creasing slightly as he fully immersed himself on stroking his hard length. His head was filled with images of the previous night with his new housemate, images of her dressed in the most alluring black playboy bunny outfit bodysuit, completed with ears, collar, cuffs and everything else. It was like a dream come true, watching her look extremely pretty as she played around with her pussy in front of him as he filmed her. To continue the bunny theme, she had taken out her pink rabbit vibrator, making sure to tease him, and her viewers later, by licking the longer part of the device, covering it in her spit before inserting it inside her tight little hole. Wooyoung would never get the picture out of his head as he witnessed her overstimulating herself over and over until she had tears brimming down her cheeks.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna-" She gasped violently as tiny spurts of her orgasm squirted out, staining the carpet underneath her. Wooyoung didn't even know that she was capable of squirting like that, but it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen before his eyes.

"Holy shit."

Just remembering that image had him holding himself up on the vanity counter with his free hand, the other furiously pumping his shaft with intensity as his white semen started to pour out of him and spill onto the floor. He panted heavily as he came down from his high, chest heaving up before lowering back down. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he grabbed a couple of tissues and proceeded to clean up the mess he had made, discarding the waste into the basket underneath the vanity. Pulling his pants back up and throwing on his black sweater, he looked at his reflection in the mirror one last time, only needing to fix the part on his growing black hair. Satisfied with how he looked, he came out of the bathroom and picked up his bag that he had laid out on his bed, books and materials ready for the day.

Stepping out of his room, he had to do a step back when a certain feline scared him by her mere presence outside his door, meowing loudly at him, almost like a whine.

"Oh god, don't scare me like that Baby." Smiling he stooped down to try and pet her head, but in her usual fashion, she hissed at him before scurrying off. Wooyoung let out a sigh and shook his head.

"One week after moving here and she still treats me so coldly." He didn't understand what was up with that cat, seemingly warming up to him only to revert back to her aggresive behavior.

As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, his face broke out into a smile as the object of his deepest fantasies and affection was currently standing in front of the sink again, finishing up her task of drying the dishes she had just meticulously washed, wearing nothing but one of his oversized shirts and cotton underwear. Coming up behind her, his hands cupped at her waist as his lips pressed themselves against her cheek.

"Took you a while to come out." She chuckled softly, knowing exactly what he had been doing in the bathroom.

"Morning to you too beautiful." He greeted her, lips pulling away only to dive into the side of her neck.

"Woo, you're going to be late for school." She reminded him yet made no effort to push him off her, enjoying the way his hands caressed her hips too much.

"No I'm not, I still got plenty of time."

Turning her around, he wasted no time in connecting their lips together, parting and closing them over hers in a fervent and needy way. Y/N couldn't suppress a moan when one of his hands dropped in between her thighs and caressed its way up. His palm started to rub her clothed heat, paying close attention to the wet spot starting to form at the bottom of them. Y/N gasped into Wooyoung's mouth when he suddenly slipped his hand inside her panties, fingers immediately working on her clit.

"Wooyoung please.." She whimpered, hands clutching onto his arms. Even through the fabric of his thick sweater, she could still feel the muscles of his strong biceps and that turned her on even more. Her hands grazed across his arms, and Wooyoung chuckled lowly as he knew what she was doing.

"Love my arms babygirl? Yes you do, especially when they're manhandling you down on the bed."

It was a good thing his arms were holding her up because she nearly fell to the floor as her mind recalled all the times she had been pinned down to her bed or to wall by Wooyoung's biceps. It was a borderline fetish now and she was not ashamed of it. Y/N began whining as Wooyoung's fingers continued playing with her little nub.

"Woo..." Her breath hitched, a sign she was about to cum, body growing hotter by the second.....

Until a disgruntled cat broke the two apart, pouncing on Wooyoung from behind as her claws dug into his thighs as they usually tended to do.

"Oh my god Baby would you kindly fuck off?!" Wooyoung exclaimed as he backed away from his lover in pain as he tried to get the Persian cat off his body.

Y/N immediately went over and grabbed her, her master's touch making her calm down and retract her claws enough to pry her off Wooyoung. The poor boy was rubbing on the attacked spot, face grimacing at the dull pain. Looking back, he narrowed his eyes at the cat, who likewise had her pupils turning into slits when she noticed him glaring.

"God dammit, can't even play with my favorite pussy because that demon pussycat wants to be a cockblocker."

As if understanding him, the cat hissed at him once more, body trying to jump out of Y/N's arms and no doubt lunge at the man in front of her.

"Ok ok that's enough. I think you need some catnip to help calm you down." Y/N kissed the top of her pet's head, trying hard to appease her.

"And you should probably start heading to school. Don't waste anymore time."

Wooyoung grabbed his bag again and slumped it over his shoulder.

"Fine, only cause you ask me to."

He came up to try and kiss her goodbye, but when the feline got agitated once more, he decided against it.

"Ok I'll see you later." Wooyoung waved at her.

"Don't forget, we're filming something else later tonight as well." Y/N smirked, petting the top of her cat's head in a comically fashion.

"Oh please, do tell me what my favorite porn star is planning." His teeth tugged at his bottom lip as he stared her up and down.

Holding a finger up to her lips, Y/N giggled.

"It's a surprise and you get to find out when you come back."

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With eyes glued to the screen, Wooyoung continued to edit the video in front of him. He had been so immersed in his other endeavors with Y/N that he had nearly abandoned his other pending projects he needed to turn in. Luckily for him, it was rather easy since they weren't that difficult. The hard part was trying to ignore his classmates that were sitting and hovering around the computer next to him, giggling and snorting amongst themselves.

"Honestly, where's that mean, grouchy librarian when you need her to shut some idiots up?" Wooyoung thought to himself, twirling the pencil that was currently held between his index and middle finger.

Judging by the tiny crowd next to him and the weird moans faintly coming out of the speaker, he knew for sure that they were definitely not watching something family friendly.

"Typical." He mused to himself, humming out a little tune in hopes of drowning out their incessant and lewd chatter.

"Ok but guys, I need to introduce you all to this really hot camgirl I recently found. You won't believe it." One of the older guys named Seonghwa lightly pushed his way in the middle, fingers delicately typing away at the keys in front of him. Scrolling down for a while, he found what he was looking for and promptly clicked on it.

"This was her most recent one. Literally uploaded last night."

Although the volume was turned significantly low so that nobody suspected anything, Wooyoung's ears perked up as they distinguished an extremely familiar voice whispering obscene and dirty phrases towards her audience, ones that had been repeated over and over in his head for a while. Slightly pushing his chair away from the table, Wooyoung leaned back and tilted his head as unsuspecting as he possibly could to look over and get a glimpse of what his classmates were looking at. Just as he suspected, on the screen was none other than his beloved roommate in the attire she had worn the previous night. His face blushed slightly and he quickly looked away, afraid of getting caught looking over at their direction.

"Damn she's smoking hot." A classmate his age, Mingi spoke up.

"You know I'm more of a cat person, but fuck. I'd let that bunny hop herself on my lap and rut her sweet little ass on my cock."

Wooyoung's thumb pressed hard against the pencil he was holding, a tiny vein popping out of his neck that showed his displeasure at hearing such things being said about his fuck buddy.

"Keep dreaming Choi San." Wooyoung muttered under his breath in a passive aggressive tone.

"Ok but seriously, who's the bastard that gets to film her videos?" Mingi asked, a hand coming up to push up the glasses that were falling low on his nose bridge.

"Whoever he is, he's seriously one lucky guy." Seonghwa stated with a gloomy look.

"Yeah. Probably gets to jerk himself right in front of her as he's filming no doubt." San huffed, voice clearly laced with envy.

Wooyoung tried but failed in keeping a straight face, a smug grin appearing on his lips as he continued his task at hand.

"No but I get her to help me out after each session." He seriously wanted to say that out loud, but he contented himself with that knowledge that was a secret between him, Y/N and her cute yet menacing cat.

"Fuck it, I'm subscribing to her channel. Do you know when her next video will be up?" San whipped out his phone, tapping away at the keyboard as he looked up Y/N's camgirl profile on the website.

"I don't know but she's been a lot more active recently, posting a lot more content than before." Seonghwa answered.

"Great, cause I can't wait for her next project."

Wooyoung laughed inside himself when he heard San say that

"Trust me, neither can I...."

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With the camera held in his hands and the all too familiar throbbing inside his pants, Wooyoung kept his gaze locked on Y/N as she was spread across her bed. If he thought she looked stunning the night before, it was nothing compared to what she had on at the moment. Her body was exceptional beautiful in the glittering body chain lingerie consisting of a silver rhinestone bra that had a connecting waist belt with metallic tassels dangling from the ends. To top it all off, not only was her makeup more extravagant than the ordinary, but she had even gone as far as applying sparkling highlighter on some parts of her body like her shoulders, collarbone and the top of her breasts. She truly looked like an ethereal queen, one that many people would love to get a glimpse of up close and personal.

Y/N was a mess of stuttering gasps and whiny moans as she continued bouncing herself on the 8" dildo in between her thighs. She often open her eyes and look at the camera with a hazy look while adding a few comments that were bound to rile her viewers even further.

"I'm so close. I'm gonna cum...." She exhaled deeply, teeth biting harshly down at her lip.

"Are you gonna cum with me?"

Wooyoung felt like he very well could cum untouched just by the sheer sight of her. The dildo was lodged so deep inside of her, one could see it bulge out of her lower abdomen. She herself knew it as well as her hand brushed along the outline of it.

"Your cock feels so good inside me, I don't think I can hold off any longer."

With hands firmly pressed on the mattress to hold her up, she fucked herself so roughly down onto the sex toy, her cries becoming more loud and staggered.

"Oh fuck! Cum with me! Please cum inside this pussy of mine." She pleaded.

She collapsed on the bed after reaching an intense high, her mouth agape as she took in deep breaths to calm her heated body. Reaching down, she pulled out the dildo, a thin clear line of arousal coming out as well. Holding it up, she waved it in front of the camera, knowing fully well Wooyoung had zoomed in close to her face.

"Until next time my darlings." She giggled and gave an expert wink at the lenses in front of her.

"And cut."

As soon as he said those words, Y/N sat up and took hold of Wooyoung's arm rather sharply, pulling him so he could follow her into her bathroom.

"Whoah, still got energy left after that show princess?" He snorted when she closed the door behind them.

Huffing softly, she took the camera out of his hands and carefully placed it on the vanity counter.

"I'm sticky, sweaty and in need of a shower." Within giving any other explanation, she began unzipping Wooyoung's pants and sliding then down his legs.

"And I'm here because....?" Although he knew very well why she dragged him with her, he still loved feigning like he didn't know what she was up to.

"Because showers are a lot more fun when you have company." Looking up at him, she smiled and tapped on the bottom of his shirt, a signal for him to remove it, which he of course did.

After a pile of clothes was accumulated neatly and tossed in a corner, the two individuals stepped inside the glass surrounded shower. Turning it on to a cool temperature, both of them emitted soft sighs at the feeling of the refreshing water pouring down their bodies. Taking hold of her pink and soft sponge, Wooyoung took it upon himself to clean her body of the sparkling residue left from the makeup. Making sure to create as much lather as possible, he began to gently swipe the sponge across her body with slow and gentle movements, being careful with her skin lest he accidentally scrubbed too hard. Y/N would never admit it out loud, but she loved having intimate moments like this with him. Taking showers together just because, without needing anything to happen between them. Cooking together, which she ended up finding out Wooyoung was an above average cook, which added to his fatal charms that had her melting for him. Or just cuddling together on the couch as a movie played, more often than not ending with one of them on the floor after they decided to start play wrestling amongst themselves, both of them in fits of giggles afterwards.

After making sure to cover her body with the floral scented soap, Wooyoung stepped back and moved her so the majority of the shower head was aimed at her, rinsing off the foam around her body. Watching it trail off her figure and down the drain, he let out a satisfied smile at his work.

"All better?"

Instead of answering, Y/N came up to him and rested her head on his chest, eyes closing as her hands took hold of his arms to wrap them around her. Getting the hint, Wooyoung held her body against his, fingers lightly running themselves down her back in soothing strokes. Reaching up, her hands came up to rest against the muscles on his upper arms, fingers tapping against his skin every now and then. Wooyoung couldn't help but laugh softly when he felt her grip tighten around them.

"What exactly is it about my arms that makes you horny over them?" He questioned her.

Frowning slightly, Y/N pulled away to look at him.

"I do not get horny over your arms, excuse me." She defended herself against what she considered to be slanderous talk.

Quirking an eyebrow up, Wooyoung let out a scoff.

"Oh really? Then tell me everytime I wear a sleeveless shirt, you're practically drooling and keep your eyes off them?"

It was a good thing there was water splashing all over them or else Y/N wouldn't have been able to camouflage the subtle blush that appeared on her cheeks.

"I do not." She interjected.

Shaking his head in a teasing fashion, Wooyoung leaned in and pecked her lips.

"Beg your pardon miss, but I've seen the way you eye them, especially during my workouts."

Making sure to flex his muscles, Wooyoung gripped her tighter against his body, pressing her unbelievably close as his arms encapsulated most of her body, leaving her slightly out of breath from the tight squeeze he gave her.

"Is it cause you like having me smother you in an embrace with them?"

Wanting to play around with her even more, he suddenly pressed her back against the tile wall, arms coming down to place themselves at the back of her thighs.

"Or cause you like it when I man handle you like this?"

Y/N groaned when she felt Wooyoung's mouth start pressing kisses along her jaw and neck, tilting it back so he could have more space to work with. He chuckled when he felt her breath hitch.

"You're so easy to rile up beautiful." He pointed out in a cocky manner.

Not wanting to let him get away with his behavior, Y/N slid a hand down his chest before taking hold of his dick, making it spring back to life and get hard once more after forgetting how aroused it was when the cold water splashed onto it. She made sure to pump it vigorously, causing Wooyoung to pull back and moan loudly at her ministrations.

"I could say the same about you handsome. Just one brush of my hand against your thighs and your little friend comes up to greet me."

Closing her lips over his, any sound about to escape was muffled by her tongue which slid its way inside his mouth, massaging itself against his own wet muscle. As one hand continued stroking along his shaft, her other hand came down to cup underneath and fondle his balls. That action further fed his aching need to bury himself inside her wetness.

"Getting a little hot my love? Bothered? I can feel your cock throbbing in my hand." Knowing exactly what she was doing, she squeezed his balls rather hard as her thumb circled around his tip. That and the fact she bit down at Wooyoung's bottom lip was enough to make him lose control of his senses. He could no longer hold back after hours of having her tease him.

Prying her hands off him, he placed one hand on the back of her thigh and wrapped her leg up around his waist, allowing him to slide his length rather easily past her folds to rest inside her heat. Pressing her back against the wall once more, Wooyoung dropped his other hand down to her other thigh.

"Hold onto my arms." He whispered against her ear, a command she didn't need to be told twice as her hands placed themselves on his biceps. Hoisting her other leg around his waist, Wooyoung didn't wait any longer and immediately began slamming his hips into her. Having been sexually frustrated since their interruption that morning, both of them basked in the enjoyment of having their lower bodies connect again.

"Oh fuck- you're still tight even after fucking yourself wide open with that dildo?"

Y/N's hands clung tighter to his arms, nails nearly digging into his skin. Her wails were only half heard due to the pounding of Wooyoung's cock that had her back hitting against the wall behind her, cutting off her sounds midway. The way he gripped at her thighs was so strong that she had no doubt about having purple bruises on those spots for days to come, but she didn't care. Her mind was too focused on the overwhelming feeling of his cock inside her, cries of pleasure echoing through the room.

"You like me fucking you like this baby? Cock deep inside this little pussy of yours?" He taunted her as his timed thrusts continued to impale her tight core, slick and warm walls tightening around his hard shaft.

"Yes! Fuck me just like you are doing!" She exclaimed, eyes looking down to watch as his cock drove out of her only to ram itself back in. At this point she was becoming light headed, feeling intoxicated by the tension building in her body, ready to snap at any moment.

"Fuck! You're gonna make me cum!" She whimpered as she clawed into his arm muscles, making Wooyoung hiss.

"Then fucking cum like the slut you are." He growled against her ear.

With a piercing shriek, her walls tightened unbearably against his length, pulsating as she came hard all over him. Even during the peak of her climax, Wooyoung maintained his pace and harsh pounding, not giving her an ounce of pity to diminish the euphoric sensation overtaking her. Pulling out of her and safely bringing her back down, Wooyoung tilted her chin up so she could look into his lust filled face.

"If you think we're done, you're wrong baby. I'm not quite done with you yet."

Swinging her body to the left, Wooyoung pressed her body up against the clear glass window that covered the shower. Taking hold of her hips, Wooyoung's cock lodged itself inside her warm walls once more, the sound of smacking skin bouncing against the walls. Y/N placed her palms against the clear glass to keep her steady as his hungry cock fucked her in a furious rhythm. She could barely keep her eyes open as she was overly sensitive from not only her previous orgasm but from having played with herself rather intensely during their filming session.

"Fuck- your cock feels amazing." She moaned out in a low and airy tone.

"Yeah? Is it better than all those toys you fuck yourself with?" Wooyoung cooed against her ear.

"God yes! Way better. Wooyoung you fuck me so good." She responded, her wailing becoming higher in pitch as another build up began to rise up in her.

"So good that you'll cum for me a second time? Will you?" Y/N knew that wasn't a request, it was an order, an order that her body couldn't resist fulfilling, especially when the angle his hips hit against her ass had the head of his cock brushing against her g-spot continuously.

"Cum on me one more time beautiful. Let me feel you again."

Falling under the spell of his command, Y/N let out sputters of his name as her legs trembled under her, threatening to give out on holding her up had Wooyoung not had his hands keeping her upright as he kept pushing his cock into her from behind. It wasn't long before he himself felt himself being tipped over the edge.

"Shit! Oh shit!"

With a few more pops of his hips, he was done, spurt after spurt of cum filling her pussy up until it started running down her legs, getting swallowed up and washed away along with the rest of the water pouring out from above them. They both stayed still for a couple seconds, each one trying to catch their breath and steady their heartbeats. Resting his forehead atop of her shoulder, Wooyoung's raspy breaths were the only things she could hear.

"Fuck Y/N....." She let out an involuntary smile when he whispered that, his labored breathing telling her he enjoyed that quite a lot.

Withdrawing himself from between her legs, Wooyoung's dick softening after finally being able to find release in Y/N's body. Making sure to do a final rinse to clean up any leftover cum, Wooyoung turned off the water and carefully guided Y/N out the shower, knowing fully well her thighs were burning after all that.

"Easy there beautiful, don't worry I got you." He smiled ever so sweetly at her as he picked up a towel and draped it over her shoulders. Y/N let out a groan as she reclined back against the counter, exhausted from their intense love session.

"Wooyoung, could you please get me my pajamas and help me dress?" Her bottom lip poked out, voice slightly frigging after having her vocal chords nearly ripped out from all the screaming his cock had her doing.

"Of course beautiful. I'll be right back."

Booping his nose against hers, Wooyoung tied a towel around his waist before scurrying out of the bathroom in search of something comfortable for Y/N to wear. Through pained hisses, Y/N managed to turn her body so she was facing the mirror in front of her. Bending down, her face gave out a tired smile towards the camera that she had placed strategically on the counter beforehand, the tiny red light indicating it had been recording everything that happened in the shower, unbeknownst to her partner who was still in her drawers looking for her clothes. Reaching over, she stopped the film and made sure to save the file, a sly smirk on her face as her mind was already coming up with the title of her next project.

"Fucking my camera boy in the shower without him knowing...."

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queer-full-of-fear-18 · 2 years

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okay ep3 just hit me in the face - I adore this cast

Lian IS SO FINE ZEE GOD OMG The shirtless scene ...they know their target audience..

first off the bridal style pick up? Yes

Also he thought the shrine photoshop pics were funny/cute? No room for doubt this man LOVES kuea no debate

That entire scene is both funny as hell very cute AND sad as hell bc is shows what opinions kuea truly has about Lian

Also JAY? Obligatory Jay (Perth) is so fine moment but why tf is he lying to Kuea about knowing Lian? Sus…Like do they secretly own the place or smth??as he been spying on Kuea for Lian this entire time like??

The bet bit was so funny bc Yi really tried to make Diao stop him I'm 😂

Also also love Diao and Kueas friendship every moment they are the cutest besties <3

The diao-kuea call with HiaYi hearing everything was so funny 😂

Auntie Ja is so fun too and you can tell she cares about our bb Kuea (also not him black mailing her to say anything sneaky)

The flashback with Lian and his dad really shows his determination, ambition and just sincerity - like I feel like I understood his character just from that one convo with his dad

ALSO NEW COUPLE JUST DROPPED just wanna mention I know nothing of Nuea's actor (except i'm like pretty sure he was in tale of a thousand stars like small role? Cuz i deff recognise his face) but this man is FINE™ - and his just blatantly flirting with Kuea while his squad (all very aware of the fact mans is very taken) just 😂😂they looked so scandalized love it - he does give me a weird vibe cuz he was who doesn't know where this dude lives like?? That's a bit weird my guy…🧐🧐🧐 He is very charming so anything bad that he does will be processed with me saying he is so hot

The bit with him and Kuea's friend (I'm not sure what his name is, is it Sam or smth?) I loved that the friend had a back bone and didn't just give his friends personal belongings to a dude you just met!!!yes!! absolutely adored that little eye contact moment so cute (hope they get screen time 😫 but like i really gonna know what Diao and HiaYi's deal is)

Lian straight up trying to take home Kuea is kinda funny (especially after the preview) - I'm a bit annoyed that Kuea is either in denial that it was Lian last night or is truly confused BUT ALSO lian is doing TOO MUCH to like not help him remember so I'm like dammit.

FOEI DURING THE KISS SCENE OMG this man is first of all incredible just golden delivery every time this mans facial expressions are always on point - second he better be getting a raise for the shenanigans he's getting involved with BC of Lian 😂😂

I need ep4 in my life already bc it looks like so much fun !!!

#cutie pie the series #zeenunew #hia lian #kuea keerati #liankuea #like 😭😭😭#i love them #im obssesed #lian x kuea #kon diao #hia yi #yidiao #cutie pie #cutie pie the series episode 3 #i need more #side couple syndrome #why are all of them fine

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hwauas · 3 years

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🕊️(+🔞): 7 minutes in heaven

park seonghwa, jeong yunho, song mingi | 박성화, 정윤호, 송민기 - 2,623 words

please, before reading this;

this piece has a smut part WHICH IS ONLY A PART. i'm gonna put in red the word you can read up to before it switches to a smut. and after this word, you can read at your own risk.

Yunho and Mingi were best friend. everybody knew it.

but nobody else than Mingi knew how Yunho felt about Seonghwa.

who is Seonghwa? Seonghwa is the oldest among their little band. this band composed of 8 different personalities. but that was their strength.

Seonghwa had everything Yunho could ask for. he was obsessed by Seonghwa. he was thinking about him, he was talking about him, he was sometimes staring at him with pure love in his eyes. and the older, of course, noticed it after few weeks. he noticed how Yunho's gaze on him changed. he noticed how Yunho's tone changed when he was talking to him. and he noticed how clingy he became — he was clingy already, but he became way more clingy.

Seonghwa never did anything. he never did something that could warn Yunho about feelings for him, or something that could warn Yunho about his disinterest in him. he was lost, he didn't know what to think, nor what to do.

today again, they had to spend the rest of the day, and the night, all together. but Yunho asked Mingi to meet him at a park before to talk about the upcoming event.

“hey, wassup?” asked Mingi as he waved at Yunho and sat besides him on the bank.

“hi Mingi. i wanted to talk to you about something.”

“oh no. again about Seonghwa.” Mingi sighed — even though it was teasing only. “if i knew, i would have taken a pillow or something to sleep while you talk again about how much you love Seonghwa.”

Yunho slightly punched Mingi in the arm, whining. “hey, that's mean...” he laughed alongside Mingi before exposing everything. “listen.. it's just that i don't know what to think about the whole situation and i'm afraid about what may happen tonight.”

“dude, relax, what could go wrong?” Mingi looked at Yunho with concern.

“are you kidding me? San and Wooyoung are the ones who organised the whole party thing of tonight. it won't be a surprise if, out of nowhere after drinking alcohol, they scream something like LET'S PLAY 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN! or LET'S PLAY TRUTH OR DARE! and then, it will be a problem.”

Mingi smiled as he saw how worried his best friend was. “it's not as if he will put you pregnant if we play 7 minutes in heaven and you both are chosen by the bottle.”

“ah-ah-ah, funny. i'm cry laughing.”

“i'm happy i can help.” Mingi said as he patted his best friend's back.

they stayed quiet a few minutes. Yunho was still lost. a ton of different scenarios were going on inside his head. but none actually good enough to make him a little bit more confident.

“fuck...” he breathed out as he held his head tightly between his hands.

“Yun, relax. i'm pretty sure he noticed few things about your feelings for him. and if he didn't say anything to you, if he doesn't show any unease around you, i'm sure you have all your chances with him.”

with tears in the corner of his eyes, he looked at Mingi desperately. “does he even like boys? i don't even know!”

“hey, Yun. shhh..” he slowly wrapped an arm around him to hug Yunho. he wasn't the most touchy-feely among them, but in front of his best friend's distress, what else could he do? “he does like people for who they are, not what they are. he doesn't really give importance to the genre.” Mingi tried his best to cheer up on his best friend. yet he wasn't that good with words neither.

Yunho finally nodded, and wiped away those years before they fall down his cheeks. “thank you for always listening to me, Mingi.”

when Mingi felt like Yunho was doing better, he let him go of.

“let's have a bubble tea! my treat.”

with that, they both left to go to the nearest bubble tea shop. they spend some quality time together, and Yunho could forget a little about what was bothering him regarding Seonghwa.

when time finally came, they both reached to San's home. it was a huge one, far from the center, with a lot of space to enjoy an afternoon and a night as they were about to do.

Seonghwa was already here, talking with Hongjoong — the second 98 liner. Yunho's eyes was scanning Seonghwa with pure love again. from head to toes. he was well dressed — as always — and was wearing the kind of outfit Yunho liked the most: a shirt, unbottonned enough to see a little bit of his chest.

he was interrupted by Wooyoung who came to great them. he was holding a box he extended to them to put their phones in.

“you know the rule guys: no phone, no risk to do something completely dumb while being drunk.” Wooyoung said.

Yunho and Mingi put their phones in the box, and entered the house. the music was already playing, and the TV screen was on, showing that few video games were planned.

Yunho and Mingi were the last to join. everybody gathered on the sofa in front of the TV when San called for the beginning of their party,. yet, Mingi hold back Yunho for a moment and whispered: “don't think too much, and enjoy the moment with everybody.”. Yunho nodded, and sat on the sofa.

the video games they prepared were ones they play a lot to. yet, it was still something they enjoyed to do.

as always, a lot of laughters, a lot of joy, a lot of happiness: everything to make beautiful memories. they played until the sun almost disappeared.

“guys, let's watch the sunset before the real start of our evening all together.” Wooyoung and San exchanged a conspiratorial smile, and turned off the TV.

with that, they all stood up and took a bottle of beer before going out, in the garden. they sat at different spots, by two or three. Yunho decided to sit next to the pool, and he was alone. he was looking at the sunset, drinking sometimes the beer.

and slowly, Seonghwa approached.

“can i?” Seonghwa asked, and sat almost immediately after Yunho nodded. “you seem a little bit... out if it, absent-minded. is there anything?”

“i just..” Yunho looked up to take a look at Seonghwa's face. he was drinking on his beer, and he couldn't help but stare at him. his plump lips on the neck of the bottle, his jawline perfectly exposed to him, his Adam's apple moving, his hair covering his eyes. he looked ethereal. Yunho looked away pretty quickly, and cleared his throat.

“there's a lot.. in my mind..” Yunho tightened a little his hand around the bottle to try and keep a control on himself. the veins slowly got more visible on the back of his hand.

it was very hard for him to hold back both his feelings and the desire. even though the older didn't do anything, just this shirt and the way he drank was slowly getting him. he slowly felt like he was turned on minutes after minutes.

Seonghwa noticed the hand around the bottle. he leaned over a little to try and look at Yunho's face.

“wanna talk about it?” Seonghwa asked, but Yunho shook his head as a no. it felt a little bit sad the other didn't open up a little more. “i'm not good at giving advices.. but i'm a great listener. just reach me if you ever want to talk about anything.”

before Yunho could answer, Wooyoung called for everybody. the sun was down now, and Yunho didn't really noticed it at first.

“before we get too drunk... 7 minutes in heaven?” he asked as he shook his bottle which was now empty.

“but when we're drunk.. aren't we 100% sincere?” Jongho asked as he sat down on the floor with the other, in circle around the bottle.

“maybe. but i don't want anybody to throw up at me while i'm kissing him.” Wooyoung said, making everybody laugh in the room.

the first duo which was selected by the bottle was Yeosang and Hongjoong. they both went in the dark room, and nobody knows what happened. Yeosang got out of the room with a bright smile, but any hints, and Hongjoong followed as he ran a hand through his hair.

“suspicious.. very suspicious.” San said, before handing the bottle to Hongjoong.

he spinned it. and the neck first pointed at Seonghwa. before spinning it again, Mingi leaned over and whispered into his ear: “let Seonghwa and Yunho have a moment together.”

Hongjoong nodded, and with a smirk, weakly spinned it so the neck was now pointing at Yunho. “7 minutes. not a single second more.” Hongjoong said as he clicked his tongue right after.

“he did it on purpose!” Yunho said, looking at San and Wooyoung. but as if they were in cahoots, they both shrugged.

“we never said it was forbidden.~” Wooyoung said, knowing too well there was something between them.

Yunho stood up as he sighed, and followed Seonghwa into the dark room. as soon as he closed the door, Seonghwa pushed him against the door.

“do you really think i didn't notice?” he said with a deep voice in the other's ear. Yunho was trapped by Seonghwa's body and arms around him.

this got Yunho surprised, earning a gasp from him. “notice.. what..?”

“the way you look at me. both with pure love or.. hungrily, like you did earlier.” Seonghwa started kissing the area behind his ear, and went lower to his neck. “the way you became way more clingy. the way you're talking to me which became so smoother.” Seonghwa straightened up as if he wanted to look into Yunho's eyes — which he couldn't because of the darkness. “i hope you're gonna tell me the truth quickly so we can enjoy the rest of the time properly: do you love me, Yunho?”

Yunho gulped hardly, but finally nodded. “i.. i do.. i fucking do, Seonghwa.”

Seonghwa immediately kissed him; it was passionate, yet showing a little bit his desire.

“6 minutes left!”

Seonghwa pulled away from the kissed and grawled. “dammit.” he kissed once again the other's neck, and mark his territory by a hickey.

Yunho felt extremely weak at this moment. he loosely hold on Seonghwa's hair.

“but wait wait wait..” Yunho said as he felt the pleasure growing inside him, making him breath quickly. “you.. you do love me?”

Seonghwa straightened up as he heard Yunho, scared to do something he didn't want. but when he heard the question, he sighed. “you scared me, idiot. i thought you don't like this..” he pecked Yunho's lips, this time as gently as possible. “i love you too, Yunho.”

Yunho's heart skipped few beats at this confession. and before he could tell anything, Seonghwa was kissing him again while pushing him on a chair. he kneeled in front of him, between is legs.

“we have..” Seonghwa started to say, but got interrupted.

“5 minutes left!”

the older laughed at the good timing. since he could see a little bit into the darkness, he could see Yunho looking down at him and trying to control his breathe. he had a hand in his own hair, and was bitting his lower lip. “what do you want me to do during these 5 minutes? hurry up, tell me!”

Yunho couldn't say anything. it was a moment he never thought he would live. and he never thought he would have the chance to ask Seonghwa for something. he lowered a little more his head, looking at his lower region. anyways, he couldn't go back to them like this..

Seonghwa noticed the head lowering again, and smiled as he understood the problem. “alright.~”

Seonghwa unbottonned the other's pants in aim to help him. once his lower region was unclothed, he immediately hold onto his length to go up and down.

“gotta stay quiet, baby.~”

Yunho only answered with a deep noise. his head slowly fell back, looking at the ceiling, as the pace of Seonghwa's hand got quicker.

“4 minutes left!”

Yunho was throbbing inside Seonghwa's hand. he wanted to close his thighs because of all the pleasure he was experiencing, but his thighs would met Seonghwa's body at a moment. the older noticed it, just as he noticed this had to go quicker: he didn't want the other to barge in the room if they stayed longer than 7 minutes, and to see him like this. he wanted to be the only one to have this sight.

“don't hold it back, baby. come for me.” Seonghwa said, waiting impatiently for the other's orgasm.

“holy fu..! Hwa..~” Yunho was trying as much as possible to hold back his moans, even though this was frustrating him.

to try and get him release, Seonghwa kitty licked the tip of the other's length. the feeling got Yunho throbbing harder.

he ran a hand through Seonghwa's hair and hold on them. he arched his back a little.

“3 minutes left!”

as Seonghwa kept going, Yunho finally came into the older's hand. Seonghwa slowly stopped his hand, and let go of Yunho's throbbing member.

Yunho slowly let go of Seonghwa's hair, and got a grip on himself. he leaned over to kiss Seonghwa's forehead.

“thank you so much, Hwa..”

he looked around the room to try and find tissues. he grabbed the box, and helped Seonghwa getting rid of the white liquid on his hand. he cleaned himself up, and get dressed again.

“was it because if these kisses in the neck?” Seonghwa asked as he took Yunho's place on the chair once he got up to throw away the tissues.

“yeah.. it's an erogenous spot.. and also because it's you!”

“what do you mean, Yun?”

Yunho approached Seonghwa again, a little bit lost in the dark room.

“2 minutes left!”

Seonghwa grabbed Yunho by his waist and pulled him to make him sit in his lap. this is when he felt that Seonghwa was also turned on: a little bulge was pecking his buttocks.

“you have 2 minutes left to tell me the truth.~”

Yunho sighed as he noticed he was obliged to tell him everything: “because besides the fact i love you and desire you since a lot.. you're so damn hot in shirts.”

Seonghwa giggled at this confession as he hid himself behind his back. “i'll keep that in mind.” Seonghwa said with a smirk, and slightly spanked Yunho. “be a good boy, and kiss me till our 7 minutes are over.”

Yunho turned over on the other's lap, and first only pecked Seonghwa's lips. he pulled away right after.

“but.. what about you..?” he asked as he lowered his head to look at Seonghwa's lower region.

“who said the night was over? i just talked about our 7 minutes, baby.~” he said with a deeper voice, and immediately kissed Yunho passionately.

“1 minute left! start cleaning the cum, guys!”

as they were kissing, they heard laughters in the living room because of the comment. they stopped kissing only when thirty seconds left were announced, and stood up.

“you're sure about that, Hwa..?” Yunho asked worryingly as they were about to go out.

“i'd suggest you.. 7 minutes more in heaven.~”

when they got out, Seonghwa immediately went to the bathroom. Yunho immediately understood, and went back in the living room. of course, the hickey was visible, and the smiles they all did showed that everyone understood what happened.

“we'll be back.. in 7 minutes.~” Yunho winked to them, and almost ran to spend again minutes in heaven, with his angel.

Mingi and Hongjoong gave each other a high five, happy about what they've done.

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Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Villian!Reader

A/N: An AU fic where the LoV has a safe, mansion-like hideout where they can chill and watch movies! It’s the best! Also, I couldn’t decide whether to stick with the “Spinner has two cocks” hc or not, but I ended up writing how I felt. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, I’m truly sorry in advance <3 I’m still learning. Enjoy!

Summary: Spinner and yourself get left alone in the hideout for a day. After watching him work out vigorously, you end up realizing how much you want to help him relax his body in the best way possible.

Warnings: Smut (18+), cussing, thigh riding, unofficial friends-with-benefits, praise kink, body worship kink, and two dicks hc

Word Count: 5.1k

The wood floor sends chills up your legs as you move down the stair steps of the quiet mansion. It’s early in the morning, and you knew not one of your friends would voluntarily choose to be awake yet. Through the large living room windows, you could finally see the sun come up over the horizon.

Walking into the kitchen, you spot a piece of paper placed on the bar counter. “Be back tomorrow night,” it reads. There’s a heart scrawled in red pen next to the words. Probably from Toga wanting to be in on the message.

“Ohh, I guess they’re up…,” you yawn. The house starts to feel even more empty than before. All of your friends have gone to do criminal activities together. However, it feels nice to know that you don't have to make breakfast for Shigaraki this morning. Dude never knows what he wants to eat.

You decide to make a serving of eggs for yourself, and you toss a couple of pieces of bread into the toaster as the stove heats up the pan. While cooking the eggs, your head pops up at the sound of floor boards moving above you. Then, you hear a light clacking on the hardwood. It’s moving closer to the stairs behind you. The noise sends goosebumps up to your neck as you turn off the stove burner and quickly arm yourself with a kitchen knife. You move your legs at the same pace as the person coming down the stairs; the knife held above your head being gripped tightly by your fists. You hold your breath as they take one more step down towards you. And without thinking, your body lunges forward to assault the intruder.

“Ahhh!!” You yell out. Spinner thrusts his hand out to grab your forearm as the sharp blade comes towards his face at a surprising speed. The movement and strength of his entire body cause you to fumble backward until your back is against the stair wall. With his hand on your forearm still, he squeezes hard until your armed hand involuntarily drops the knife to the ground. You’re stuck, pressed against the wall, while Spinner holds your arms above your head.

“Shuichi, fuck—” You gasp. Both of your chests rising and falling quickly against one another.

Shuichi’s eyes widen at the sight of your eyebrows knitted together, mouth in an ‘o’ shape. “Oh my, shit, I’m so sorry,” he blushes. He lets go of your arms like they had been burning the scales off his palms. “Just what the hell were you trying to do?” He asks squatting down to pick up the knife from the floor. There’s an indent in the wood where the blade came in contact with it. With the knife now in his hand, it starts to swing around your face as he lectures you about proper knife holding technique. Your mind feels fuzzy as you try to focus back on Spinner’s voice. Rubbing the pain away from your arm, your cheeks heat up at the thought of his unusual handling of you. These thoughts are interrupted when he starts to walk away to the kitchen. “From now on, please leave the knife handling to me… or Toga. Really,” he says back at you.

“I’m fine, I think,” you mutter, “Geez, I really thought you were someone else. The others are away until tomorrow.” Following him back to the kitchen, you walk to the stove to put your fried eggs on a plate. Embarrassed, you attempt to change the conversation. “Could you hang with me today?” You blurt out. “I mean, you probably have plans, but the TV has streaming services that I’ve always wanted to try. Maybe, we could choose something together later?” You ask.

His head whips around from grabbing your pieces of toast, and walks to put them on your place with a giant smile. “Oh, uh, yeah sure! Sounds fun!” He bellows. “I plan to train out in the backyard for a bit today. So, once I’m done I’ll let you know. We can make popcorn and everything.”

—-

An hour passed since you and Spinner had eaten breakfast together. He’s currently coming back down the stairs from changing out of his pajamas. You watch him walk to the back door in a gray short sleeve, black running shorts, and an old pair of Shigaraki’s red sneakers. It warmed your heart to see him so comfortable. The League finally had some luck in finding a nice, secluded hideout even though money was still tight. You couldn’t wait to relax with your friend later on the couch to explore a world neither had ever experienced. Shigaraki’s Netflix account.

You grab the remote to log in to the profile named, “Tomura.” Pressing the down button repeatedly, you scroll down through the numerous genre pages with tons of movies and TV shows lined up for you and your friends to indulge in. It excites you to have new things to enjoy. It could possibly take the edge off of everyone living in the house. You save your most favorite movie choices in a List; they’re all titles you had seen on billboards and posters in the city as you travelled as fugitives.

Done with sitting with the excitement alone, you get up from the living room couch to walk across the house to the backyard. The sun was fully out and warming your cheeks as you approached the large arched window facing the green lawn. You had planned to leave the house to meet Shuichi out in the grass, but what you saw was enough to stop you in your tracks.

Spinner duel wields swords, one in each hand. You've always admired his assertion and confidence while fighting, even though you didn’t get too much of it off of the battlefield. You hoped he hadn’t caught you approaching the window as you continue to watch him swing and jab at the air. Your eyes were attached to his concentrated expression and the clanking sounds of his sword coming together as he crosses his arms. He looks so dangerous from afar. This made you laugh internally as it was starkly different than the way he actually made you feel. You flashback to earlier that morning when Shuichi had subdued you in a matter of seconds. It sent a shiver down your spine then, and now, as you eye your friend across the yard. This reflection makes you want to treat him in some other way. Though, you didn’t know how.

You get pulled out of your thoughts as your eyes spot a gleam of light swaying back and forth. You focus back on your friend again, and realize he is waving a sword at you with a smirk on his face. You blush hard and decide to wave back. It’s too late to try to hide.

“How long have you been standing there, huh?“ His voice becomes less and less muffled as he jogs through the yard to the glass between you two.

“I-I just wanted to tell you about the movies I found,” you say loudly while putting your hand to your heated cheek. His smug reaction surprised you. He probably still had some courageous energy from just coming off of his workout. You start to laugh nervously as he pushes open the door with one hand — both blade handles being held in his other. “You looked like you were in your element,” you smiled widely and a blush still grazes your nose.

“Aw, oh, haha thanks! Even though we’re safe right now in the place,” he pauses to look up at the high ceiling and back out at the clean lawn, “I need to keep up with training. And maybe you should too, huh, bud? I was able to pin you so easily earlier, haha! You usually don’t give in so quickly.” I just want you to be safe in case someone actually dares to mess with you for real… Even though I wouldn’t want to leave her side, anyway. What am I thinking? Stop it, Shuichi, dammit. He clears his throat, “I’m gonna go shower and change. Once I come back down, I'm all yours!” He steps out of his shoes to carry them to the mudroom, along with both of his swords. You leave your place by the window to go to the kitchen to microwave popcorn and grab a soda for the two of you while Spinner runs up the stairs to get ready.

—-

“Let’s go! I’m so ready, Y/N!” You look up from your phone to hear your friend bounding down the stairs. He’s back in the living room wearing his usual comfort outfit. A gray sweatshirt and jeans… and of course, a Stain mask across his eyes. He hops over the couch back to get comfortable next to you. You already have your favorite fluffy blanket laying on your lap; your toes peeking through at the end of it as your legs are propped up on the coffee table. Spinner laughs and blushes when he sees you kicking your feet in excitement as you smile up at him.

“Ok, so I chose Avengers, I hope that’s alright? We’ve never seen it before, so I figured—,” you gauge his reaction before handing him the remote to let him explore the way you did.

He takes the remote and presses play. “Hell yeah, an action movie, huh. This one’s about those fictional hero guys, right? I’m excited to see what the villains are like.” He tilts his head to the side.

As you settled deeper into the couch, you felt a tug at the blanket on your lap. Spinner was pulling it slowly into his own, moving in a bit closer next to your side as he did so. The surprising act gave you a lump in your throat, you grabbed some popcorn from the bowl to push the feeling away.

As you watch the movie with Spinner, you couldn’t help but catch glances at him next to you. His eyes were held at attention on the screen, so you took the chance to watch his happiness like earlier. His muscular arm next to you brushed against yours a couple times when he tensed at a suspenseful scene; the sudden movements caused you to wait in anticipation to see if he would finally make a move. He bounced the leg touching your own as he waited for new characters to make their entrances. All of these movements, including the grunts that fell from his lips during training, had stirred up your insides for far too long. You really need some relief.

Deciding to take a chance with your feelings, you lift your hand from your side and place it on top of his shaking thigh. Spinner immediately stops bouncing his leg. The stimulation of it rubbing against your own was gone; only the slight numbness of your exposed leg remained. You move forward with your choice as he didn’t complain from your touch. You start to rub small circles into his jeans with your thumb, testing the waters even more now.

Shuichi slowly looks down at the blanket covering his thigh to imagine the placement of your own hand on him. Touching him. His breath hitches in his throat as you begin the drag your hand upwards towards his inner thigh, and then back down. Closing his eyes, he puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you in tighter. He hopes you were doing this on purpose— your hand teasing him to the greatest degree… hoping to get close enough to press your palm into the space between his legs. Oh, shit.

While trying to regulate your breathing, you squeezed the inside of Spinner's thigh lightly. Even this touch gets him to throw his head back and gasp. You finally get brave enough to look up, and you see him squirming from your touch. You lock eyes for a second before he turns away, blushing.

“Oh, god, uh Y/N, I’m so sorry! You probably didn’t mean for it to feel like that… I mean, for it to mean that, huh?” He apologizes repeatedly and removes his arm from your shoulder to cover his face with both his palms. Still, your hand is holding onto his thigh, now a calming gesture.

“Spinner, no no, I should be apologizing, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I did mean it that way, but I’ll stop,” you admit as you pull your hand away. “Are you still fine to watch the movie—“

Removing his hands from his pink face, he locks eyes with you again. “We can leave the movie on,” Shuichi breathes in deeply before reaching across your shoulders again and stopping to put his scaled hand on the back of your neck. “I wanted it to mean it in that way, Y/N. So, don’t— don’t stop! Ok?” He let his toothy smile return to his face this time. You shyly smile back and lean into him with your hand on his cheek. Both of your faces meet when the tip of his snout taps your nose for confirmation.

“Please, just kiss me already,” you whisper.

Without a second passing, the hand on your neck is pulling you into him as your lips lock onto his. Spinner opens his eyes mid-kiss, daring himself to accept that you're doing this with him. The hand on his cheek moves quickly towards his chest. Pushing Spinner backward to the sofa pillows, you lift your legs to straddle his lap. The blanket is already forgotten on the ground as your lips continue to move together. Damn, he was so good at this, but you still could feel the tightness in his chest. It was time to take the lead to treat him to something he deserved.

“Mhm,” he groans in response to your quick actions. Your arms are thrown around his neck now as you sit in his lap. It felt as if you were floating, yet you try your hardest to stay in the moment with him. You could already feel the heat transferring back and forth from your attached bodies. His thighs supporting your ass, the nape of his neck giving post to the wandering hands in his hair. Spinner allows himself to slouch a bit into the cushion, hoping to bring your center into his bulge. You took this as permission to pull away from his lips and wiggle your hips to ease the tension.

“You look so good, Shuichi,” you set your hands on his shoulders, kneading into them. This earns a deep groan from his throat. He was probably sore from working his body earlier. You continue to knead and press into him as you move your lips to his neck. “Let me please you. I want to show,” you kiss him once, “just how appreciative I am of you.” You open your mouth to kiss his neck again, and again until his hands have found your hips to pull you down onto his hard-on. You nip his neck at the sudden pressure on your core. “You deserve this, Shuichi. Will you be good for me?” You say before sucking his neck as you grind into him. “Indulge me?” All the while he’s whimpering and nodding to the rhythm of your words and moves. You leave his lap and settle yourself to a kneeling position on the floor. The sweetheart pulls a pillow from behind him and hands it to you.

“Use this if you’re gonna do that, sweetie,” he breathes out. You innocently look up at him, even though the new pet name makes your knees weak. You want to jump his bones already.

You get comfortable on the pillow and help spread his knees apart so that you can get closer. With your hands on his knees, you push your palms up towards his bulge, finally. You lift the bottom of his sweatshirt to get to his pant’s button and fly. Taking your time, you look into his eyes as you pull the zipper down. You could already see the top of his boxer briefs — which does little to hide how excited he was for this. Spinner helps you pull his jeans and briefs off the rest of the way, eagerly throwing them to the side as you’re left kneeling in front of him to ogle. He then sits back to wait for your next move.

“I like being on the same page as my partner.” You say before lifting your shift over your head and throwing it to his clothing pile. It was a day off for Spinner and you both, so wearing anything restricting underneath your shirt wasn’t an option. You watch his eyes fall to your chest. A sight he’s always dreamt of, but hasn’t gotten to experience until now. You could tell he wasn’t disappointed at looking at your body in front of him due to his cocks twitching and already beading precum. The view motivates you to lean into him to grab one in each hand. Both of your fists side by side, you bite your lip as you begin pumping each one slowly.

“You're not, ohh damn, scared, huh?” He moans out.

“Of you?” You continue to pump him idly as you speak. “Almost never. You make us all feel so safe. But..,.” you pause to give each dick small licks to their leaking tips. “You looked so dangerous out there using your blades earlier. I couldn’t help myself to tame you,” you tease.

“Oh!” He groans in pleasure as he tosses his head to rest on the cushion behind him. “Use your mouth some more… please.”

“Of course, handsome.” Obliging his request, you slowly dip your head onto one of his cocks, using your tongue to wet every inch that you could. The taste of his precum hit your pallet and is surprisingly sweet. The feeling of having your friend’s length invade your mouth is euphoric; it felt as if it wasn’t meant to happen but you both want it so bad. You knew the both of you would get an earful if ever your other comrades found out. Pushing away from the thought, you clench your eyelids to prepare to take Spinner in deeper.

You stop the movement of your left hand and focus on the muscles of your throat. Willing Shuichi to stay still as you work, you place a hand on his abs to press him into the cushion. You had never been able to feel the firmness of his body like this before. You bob your head easily on his cock, controlling your tongue as much as possible when coming up to his tip after each round. Feeling a hand on the crown of your head, you look up from under your lashes to watch Spinner’s face twist. His teeth clenched together tightly.

Pulling off of him with a soft popping noise, you shyly ask, “Shuichi, could you take your sweatshirt off for me?”

Spinner’s eyes widen at the request. He almost prefers to keep it on; to hide the rest of his body from your dark eyes. However, the look and attention you give him makes him feel wanted. “Yeah-ah, here,” he slowly pulls away the gray sweatshirt you had watched him tug on all throughout the movie. Which was long forgotten, by the way. Now, the only things left covering his skin are bandages running up his forearms and that mask.

“I love how hot your body is, Shuichi,” you move your hands to his abdomen, rubbing up and down his abs and then up towards his chest. The texture of his scales on your fingertips gave you goosebumps. Each groove teasing your center with possible pleasure. “I hope that after this… Maybe I’ll be able to see your body more often,” you move your hand back downwards to brush your thumb over his tip teasingly. His body flinches at the sudden alleviation. You smile up at him before getting up off your knees. Spinner takes your hand to help balance you, oblivious to your next maneuver.

Getting up off of the floor, you realize how the sexual tension from the past hour has affected your body. Slick slowly drips down the inside of your leg while your sleep shorts do almost nothing to stop it. While holding Spinner’s hand, you take his other so that they’re resting on your hips. “Take them off?”

Spinner gulps before slipping his two fingers with both hands into the hem of your shorts and underwear to pull them down carefully. His throat tightens as he catches his first glimpse at your panties, then after exposing the rest of you his mouth drops open slightly. Your garments are completely off now, pooled around your feet.

You kick them away as you giggle at his unmoving expression. You pull him out of his blushing state as you push us shoulders back into the couch and straddle one of his large, scaled thighs. Your wet heat now rests directly on his skin. Spinner locks eyes with you in awe of your new position. Smiling, you reach down to grab one of his pulsating cocks which have been lacking attention throughout your undressing. You give one tug before starting to grind down into his thigh.

“Oh, shit.” Your empty hand is gripping the back of Spinner’s neck to help balance you as you ride away. You pump him even quicker now to the rhythm of your hips thrusts. “Oohhh, dammit, Y/N, you look so hot, can I?” He holds a hand out to your chest, asking for permission. Biting your lip in pleasure, you nod greedily at his offer. While one of his hands grips your waist, the other makes haste to massage a bouncing breast. He ogles at the way your flesh feels in his hand. Spinner pinches and rolls your nipple over and over, taking note of the sweet noises falling from your lips. Removing his hand from your waist, he takes the other into his hand and moves his lips towards your chest. His tongue comes out, long and thick, to lick and press into your nipple. His groans of pleasure excite the numerous nerve endings he gives attention to.

“Nnnph, Spinner! Shit, that f-feels so good, I might—,” the slick on your inner thigh now covering his own, your hips are able to move quickly across every groove on his muscular thigh. Both of you pant heavily and whine at the pleasures being exchanged. “But, I can’t, not y-yet, this is about you!” You attempt to lift off his thigh before his strong hands pull you right back down.

“No w-way are you stopping yourself from cumming on my account, Y/N. I-I want to see you c-cum for me.” Spinner words bring over the edge as he bounces the leg you're sitting upon. His words of encouragement bring your orgasm to a stronger level than anticipated. Yet, you reach to jerk off both of his dicks in tandem, your fingers barely able to wrap around the added circumference.

“Yes, yes, yes, oh god thank you, Shuichi,” you moan out, falling from your high. You slow your grinding pace before pulling him into a heated kiss. You give all your energy to show him thanks by transferring into a passion.

Suddenly, you feel yourself being lifted off of the couch onto your feet. Your legs are shaking voluntarily, so you put a hand on Spinner’s shoulder as he gets up from his spot on the couch. You’re facing each other in front of the sofa, both of you using your own hands to caress and explore each other’s bodies. “I can’t wait any longer, Y/N… I know you want to please me,” He comes in close to your ear to whisper, “but I really just want to fuck you into this couch myself, ok?”

You had originally planned to ride him into oblivion, but this option seems too good to pass up. “Ok,” you agree, biting your lip hard. His new tone makes you want to squeal. Spinner takes your forearm to lead you into position on the couch. You lay down across the sofa with your legs spread apart, unashamed to show off your wet folds that are reddened from rubbing against the ridges of his body. You watch as Shuichi kneels between your spread thighs, his chest heaving as his eyes dart to every part of your body. You bring your hands up again to trace the divots in his arms and abdomen, silently worshiping the body above you. He blushes at the attention and leans down to kiss you in earnest. You can feel both of his lubricious, hardened cocks prodding at your inner open thighs.

Spinner grabs your legs and presses them deeper into your chest and slowly guides one of his cocks to rub against your folds. “You’re a tease, Shuichi.”

“Not as much as you, beautiful.” He slowly enters you, your body letting go of all of its restrictions. You mewl at the sight and feeling of your body being pushed to its limits. You had not prepared at all for Shuichi’s girth. His other weeping cock is left to hump the outside of your vulva as he begins to fuck you into the cushion as promised. “Oh shit, so tight,” he grunts.

You do your best to focus on your breathing as you're slacked jawed by the pleasure surging through your chest. Breathes exchanged between the both of you are hot and humid, intoxicating. Spinner continues to pump in and out of you at an unforgiving pace, eager to reach his own climax. You lift one of your legs up and he smiles as he takes your suggestion to heart. Your leg gets thrown over Spinner’s shoulder, allowing for him to plow deeper into your fluttering pussy. The only things you both could hear was skin slapping, grunts, whines, and the TV relaying the movie you left to play. The sight of Spinner punishing you for teasing him all this time makes you fall into his submission.

You can’t stand the knot building up in your stomach, so you hurry your hand to your clit to rub tight circles into it to get closer to some sort of release. Spinner watches as your fingers rub into your button and his mouth falls open again. His eyes are wide and straining to keep on your every move as he pants out, “Uhh, fuck, I love watching you please yourself, gorgeous. Are you getting close again?”

You were teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Spinner’s other cock dripping excitedly as it swells into your lifted leg. “Oh yes, don’t stop, Shuichi.”

“Cum for me, Y/N, cum on my cock.” Once these commanding words left his mouth in this moment, your pupils dilated in lust. Heart beating out of your chest, moving your fingers faster to obey his instruction. The knot in your abdomen unties, and you let your juices flow over his cock in conquest.

This time there’s no riding out your orgasm as Spinner continues to rail into your cunt, chasing after his own sweet release. You stare up at his shaking figure, surprised at him for becoming so domineering in order to please you. You grab your breasts to massage and tease your nipples to give him a different measure to get off on. Finally, his thrusts start to falter before he drops your leg from his shoulder to pull out of you. You whimper at the loss of fullness. “I-I’m gonna come, fuck, where do you want it?” His sounds change from whining pants to primal grunts as he pumps himself to you feeling your chest.

“Right here, Shuichi, you can cum on my chest,” you give in a sultry voice. You watch his needy expression turn into excitement as he aims to unload on you. You listen to the clicking caused by the mixture of your juices and his precum as he enthusiastically jerks both of his cocks in one large hand. You smile up at him in encouragement as you continue to please your breasts.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” he howls out with his eyes closed, head tossed back once again. Ropes of his cum shoot onto your chest and neck as Spinner moans unabashedly. All the while, you're watching him with a smile, blushing about the mess you made of him. Spinner cools down from his high quickly before he leans down to give you a quick kiss. He climbs out from between your legs to rush to the kitchen for something. You hear drawers being pulled open and slammed shut; his heavy steps against the wood as he frantically searches. Lastly, you hear the sink being turned on to its maximum, and then shut off again.

Stepping sounds come quickly closer towards you and you look up at Shuichi standing above your laying body. Catching his breath, he holds a few damp paper towels at his side, “I couldn’t find any of those nice washcloths in there.” You grin sheepishly as he collects his load from your chest and neck, extremely careful not to get it in your hair. Spinner sets the crumpled ball of paper on the coffee table, and then gives you a hand to help you sit up.

You both look at the television together, not having realized there's only a half hour or so left of the movie to watch. You laugh together as you see each other get pulled in by the movie again. Spinner grabs the remote to pause it. “Here, uh,” he walks to get your clothes from the ground to hand them to you, “get comfy and then, maybe... we can watch where we left off earlier?” He pulls on his sweatshirt and boxers as you do the same with your outfit.

“Yeah, I'd like that,” you grab the blanket from the floor and motion for him to come sit with you again. Spinner plays the movie once you're both covered by the blanket, more comfortable to hold each other close after what you’d experienced. You let out a sigh in bliss at how your afternoon has turned out.

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when-they-write-stuff · 4 years

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Any prompt? :P OK then how about 14 & 46 together? Hehe, you don't have to. I just liked these the most and I'm curious how they would work together in one of your fics :D

“You have no idea who I am, do you?” & “It’s pitch black and I can still see you blushing.”

- -

Stiles blamed the witch.

It seemed like whenever something went wrong in Beacon Hills, it was the fault of a witch. Sometimes warlocks too, but they seemed to avoid Beacon Hills a lot more often. But the witches, man. They were always there.

Looming.

The point is, this was the fault of a witch. And Stiles was so done.

He was feeling pretty handy with a baseball bat about three seconds before he was blasted into a tree. At second one, Stiles was racing across the field with a battle cry in his throat. A second two, he was being flung back by a blast of light to his chest. And at second three, all he knew was pain.

Stiles blamed the witch. It was all her fault.

Then all he knew was black.

Stiles wasn’t a stranger to waking up in odd places.

When he was a kid, he used to fall asleep on the couch and wake up in his bed. When he was in middle school, he fell asleep at Scott’s and woke up in a tree. In his freshman year of high school, he was dared to stakeout the girl’s locker room and woke up in the principal’s office. The point is, Stiles was used to experiencing odd things.

He wasn’t expecting to wake up and find a strange man looming over him, though.

“Woah, holy fuck, dude! Stranger danger! Invasion of my personal bubble! Someone call the cops!”

The guy looked extremely irritated as he backed off. Someone else came into view; and Stiles nearly melted in relief as he recognized his best friend.

“Oh my god,” he said. “Scott. Scott. Dude, I swear to god, if I fell asleep in your tree again, it was a complete accident and I didn’t mean to—” Except that wasn’t Scott. Yeah, it had his face and his adorable puppy eyes, but nothing else. Nothing.

Because Scott was a lot smaller. His hair was a lot fluffier. And what the hell was with the newly acquired muscles?

“Uh, dude?” Scott said, taking a cautious step forward. Stiles squawked and shoved himself up, realizing he was on a metal table and surrounded by other people he didn’t recognize. His heart pounded at a hundred miles an hour and he dug his nails into his palm, trying to force back a panic attack.

“Guys,” Scott said. “He’s panicking. Everyone back up.”

“D-do we know these people? Do I know these people?”

“He’s finally lost it,” a blonde-haired girl said. Stiles blinked at her and then squinted. Because that was— no, it couldn’t be. There was no way.

“Erica Reyes?”

“Yeah,” a curly-haired boy next to her said. Upon recognition, Stiles didn’t know what the hell Isaac Lahey was doing here. Or how the guy even knew who Stiles was. “He’s lost it.”

“He hasn’t lost anything,” a gruffer voice said. It was scary ‘no sense of personal space’ dude, Stiles realized, cringing back slightly. “Deaton said his memory has been reset a few years. He should be fine in twenty-four hours.”

Stiles blinked at him. Scary ‘no sense of personal space’ dude was also kind of hot, if Stiles was being honest. And his eyebrows were a bit of a turn on. Stiles gaped at his own mind and shook his head, before glaring at him. Derek didn’t look impressed, though.

“You have no idea who I am, do you?”

“He doesn’t recognize Derek,” Erica said, looking positively gleeful. “That’s gold.”

“Shut up,” Derek said, looking grumpy at that. “Stiles, what’s the last thing you remember? What year is it?”

“What year— what year is it? Dude, is this some kind of joke? Have I been pranked? Scott, I swear to god, this lost all it’s humor the second I woke up and realized sexy-brows wasn’t a gay-awakening dream.”

Derek straightened at that and Erica let out a bark of laughter. Scott looked a little horrified and Stiles swallowed hard, trying to ignore how hot his face was getting. He didn’t know this asshole, so why did it matter what he said?

“Stiles,” Scott said. “Do you remember sophomore year?”

“Fuck yeah, dude, we’re sophomores!”

“Oh my god,” Isaac said. “Stilinski, how old do you think you are?”

Stiles stared at him. Then he looked down at his hands and over the rest of his body. Everything seemed accurately proportioned. Except, he was a lot musclier than he remembered. Stiles rubbed a hand over his forehead and then yelped when he realized he had hair.

“Scott! My buzzcut!”

“Fuck,” Erica breathed, looking at him like Stiles was the most amazing thing she’d ever seen. Then, she doubled over with laughter. “He thinks he’s sixteen!”

Thinks? Thinks?

Stiles looked from older-Scott, to grumpy sexy-brows, and then down at his hands again, and realized something was very wrong. Something was very wrong and Stiles had no idea what.

“Shit.”

“I’ll believe a lot of things,” Stiles said, pacing his room back and forth. “But werewolves are not one of them, Scott. I’m not an idiot. I don’t believe in fairy tales.”

Scott sat on the edge of his bed and looked anywhere but Stiles’s face. Narrowing his eyes, Stiles dropped into the chair at his desk and studied him.

“You’re hiding something from me. What are you hiding from me?”

“Werewolves were actually your idea in the first place,” Scott said carefully. “When I got bit.”

“I… what?”

“It was actually right,” Scott said. “But it took a few learning curves.”

“Learning curves? Dude! Have you killed anyone?”

“No, of course not!”

“Huh,” Stiles said, lacing his fingers together and resting them underneath his chin. “Show me, then. The whole werewolf thing.”

“Are you sure?”

“Scotty, I have recently been told I am eighteen years old. Which means I’m a man. A man who can totally take whatever you about to— oh my god!”

Stiles leaped up, stumbling away from his chair as Scott’s face morphed to something grotesque and his eyes turned a vibrant shade of red. Fangs poked at his upper lip, his fingernails were claws, and there was no way that was right. Or real. This was a fever dream, it had to be.

“Stiles?” Scott said, voice warbled by his fangs. “Are you okay, man?”

“Y-yeah, man, I’m just… adjusting. I’m adjusting.”

Scott’s face turned back to normal, but Stiles couldn’t get that image from his head. He stayed in the corner and watched his best friend for a moment. If this was a fever dream, Scott couldn’t hurt him, right? Everything was going to be fine.

“So,” Stiles said, moving carefully back into his chair. “Does this mean I have yet to get with Lydia?”

“Lydia?”

“Yeah, dude, Lydia Martin. Strawberry-blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes, literally everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman.”

“Oh,” Scott said, wincing. “No.”

Stiles deflated. “Not even in five to ten years? What about my ten-year plan?”

“You’ve kinda ditched that,” Scott said. “For Derek.”

“For Derek?”

There was a sudden tap on his window and Stiles yelped, flailing out of his chair as he spotted the man crouched on the roof outside. Scott gave him a worried look and got up, crossing the room to pull it open. Stiles managed to push himself up right as Derek climbed in, giving him a judgemental looking eyebrow.

“What about me?”

“Oh my god, nothing,” Stiles said, retreating backward. “Absolutely nothing. Nothing about you or your sexy looking— your eyebrows.”

Derek stared at him. Scott laughed nervously and stepped between them. “Right, uh. Thanks for taking over, man.”

Derek just grunted. Stiles blinked at the two of them.

“Wait, taking over? Taking over for what?”

“We’re supposed to watch over you,” Scott said. “In case something goes wrong. I would, but I’ve got a shift at Deaton’s. So Derek’s gonna do it.”

“Oh,” Stiles said, voice small. “Derek’s gonna do it. Of course, Derek’s gonna do it.”

Derek gave him an ‘is that a problem’ look and Stiles gulped, offering his best smile. The man only rolled his eyes and Scott patted him on the shoulder as he left.

Stiles gazed after the boy, half-tempted to follow and maybe beg for mercy, but he was a grown man. He was eighteen years old, dammit, he was not afraid of some stubbled man and his freakishly good looks.

“So,” Stiles said, turning back around. “Babysitting duty, eh?”

“You’re not a baby,” Derek said. He picked up a magazine from Stiles’s desk— one on planting, which Stiles didn’t know why he had— and proceeded to lounge back in Stiles’s bed. He didn’t seem bothered at all. In fact, he almost seemed at home.

“So,” Stiles said, shuffling his feet. “We’re friends? Or something?”

“Or something.”

“But you like me,” Stiles pressed. Derek gave him a strange look and Stiles turned red. “I mean clearly, you have to kinda like me. If you’re here on babysitting duty.”

“Sure, Stiles.”

“That’s not very reassuring, dude.”

“Don’t call me dude.”

Stiles sighed and sunk down into his desk chair. He watched Derek for a moment longer but the man seemed content to ignore him, so Stiles spun his chair around and fixed his attention on his laptop. He assumed there were a lot of things he’d missed. Like his favorite comics. Or movies! There had to be a few new movies.

“Dude!” Stiles screeched after a second of research. Derek startled so hard he nearly rolled off the side of the bed and Stiles spun around, tapping his computer screen in excitement. “There are three new Avengers movies out. Three!”

“Stiles, I swear to god—”

“We have to watch them!”

“You’re going to start remembering things in less than twenty-four hours. What’s the point?”

“Oh my god,” Stiles said. “You’re so sour. This is my chance, dude, to re-experience all the things that bring me joy. Do you know what I would give to be able to read something like Harry Potter again without knowing what happens?”

“Then watch your movies,” Derek said, looking unimpressed. “You have about eight hours.”

“Do you… want to watch them with me?”

Derek looked at him in confusion. Stiles rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged.

“I mean, you don’t have too.”

Derek studied him for another few seconds. Then, silently, he nodded and Stiles grinned. He grabbed his laptop and a few snacks from his lowest drawer— where his future self continued hiding them, thank goodness— and then moved over to the bed, flopping down.

Derek was suddenly very close and very warm, and Stiles nearly shied back. But instead, he flipped his laptop open and offered over a roll of oreos.

Derek accepted them cautiously, like they were a bomb about to go off. Stiles rolled his eyes and clicked to the first movie.

And honestly, this could be worse. Maybe Derek wasn’t so bad.

Stiles’s future self must have readjusted his Lydia marriage plan for some reason.

Stiles woke up when it was pitch black outside and his computer was disregarded on the mattress a few inches away. Blinking a few times, Stiles smacked his lips together, and then his eyes flew open. Memories came flooding back to him and he went shock-still.

Pressed up against his back, with one arm wrapped around his chest and face buried into his neck, Derek groaned. His breaths were warm against Stiles’s neck and after a moment, he shifted.

And then went still too.

“So,” Stiles said. “I don’t think I’m sixteen anymore.”

Derek pulled his face back, but didn’t remove his arm. In fact, his hold seemed to tighten. Stiles felt that make his stomach flip and closed his eyes, biting down hard on his tongue. Derek huffed.

“It’s pitch black and I can still see you blushing.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Stiles,” Derek said. He was quiet for a moment and then there was amusement in his voice. “You think my eyebrows are sexy.”

“Oh my god,” Stiles said, turning his face into the pillow. Leave it to his not-so-sixteen-year-old self to out him. Stiles hated everything sometimes. “To be fair, you have a very nice face, which I have told you on multiple occasions.”

“Usually, in the form of an insult.”

“Are you toying with me, Derek? Because that’s not very nice and I’ll remind you that we are in my bed and—” Stiles suddenly cut off, his face turning red again. “Never mind.”

Derek removed his arm and, after a second, Stiles flipped over to face him. Derek was smiling slightly and that expression so wasn’t fair. Stiles really shouldn’t be freaking out like this. They’d shared a bed before.

Granted, Stiles had either been drunk, running on three days of no sleep, or Derek was crashing after a long night of research. But the point was, it’d been done before. Derek kept his favorite magazines here, goddammit.

So maybe that was more telling than Stiles cared to admit.

“So,” he said. “We gonna talk about this?”

“The part where you think my eyebrows are sexy or the part where I’m your new Lydia ten-year plan?”

“Oh, you asshole!” Stiles said, kicking him in the leg. “Werewolves are not allowed to listen into personal conversations! I don’t care how good your stupid hearing is!”

“Sorry,” Derek said, but he didn’t look very sorry. In fact, he looked a little nervous. “So...”

“So.”

“Was I your gay-awakening dream?”

“I hate you.”

“Hm,” Derek said, leaning closer. Stiles’s breaths caught in his throat and Derek smirked cautiously. “Because if I wasn’t, am I allowed to be now?”

“Are you really— is this really— oh my god!”

Derek chuckled and Stiles pressed forward, catching his lips. This was nowhere near how he’d seen things going, but he’d had Derek on a ten-year plan. And, humming at the back of his throat as Derek growled, Stiles decided he was very okay with this. With not having to wait ten years, that was.

He’d blamed the witch for all of this at first.

He was very thankful now.

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el-dibidibidorado1 · 4 years

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Baby's lollipops

Chapter 1

Steve Rogers x plus size reader

Warnings: smutty

AN: Sorry for the delay my phone screen broke and i have to use my old phone for a while. Hope you enjoy.

Hey you. What are you doing here?" I asked stocking the last of the double sided lollipops. Very popular here.

"I just came to see how my friend and her new boyfriend are getting along." I laughed at Ophelia and tossed her a box of edible underwear for her to stock. She sometimes comes and helps me to get a little more cash in her pocket.

It had been a couple of months since Steve and I had our ice cream date and I've never been so happy. The only thing that has been giving me problems is the tension between us when we have our heavy makeout sessions. Soon as Steve slips his hand down my back I panic and push him off.

"So what's the problem? Scared that he splits you in half." I gasped and threw her a toy making her squirm away.

"No! That's not the problem!" She wiggled her eyebrows.

"So you like them-"

"Ophelia I swear to god that I'm going to kick you ass" she laughed, I've only done it once and I was drunk as hell. I also remembered everything that happened, he was nice and all, but let's say that he didn't last long. How disappointing that night was.

"So what's the dealio?" She began playing with one of the toys like if it was a lightsaber.

"Stop it. And soon as his hand touches my lower back I freak out." I take the toy away and continued stocking but this time more annoyed.

"Y/n he likes you! Like a lot. Plus poor man, you are giving him blue balls." I guess he does like me a lot. No guy has brought me flowers for a whole week or waited until I got out of work so he could take me to dinner or home.

"Y/n. You got a costumer." The bell kept on ringing making me rush to the counter and attending the couple.

"Enjoy" i said and noticed the familiar head of hair facing away from me. He was looking at some Male underwear that had an elephant face on them.

"Need any help, sir?" He jumped and smiled making my heart skip.

"No, no thank you ma'am." I walked over to his open arms and he engulfed me in warmness.

With tip toes I managed to get a kiss earning another smile from him.

"Whatcha looking at?"

"I was just wondering how men get into these." his confused face looked so adorable and it made me chuckle at his confusion.

"Um, you put the underwear on but the man thingy goes into the trunk of the elephant"

His surprised face made me laugh.

"What's so funny?" Ophelia came out to investigate my laughter.

"Nothin just looking" steve said letting me go. We went back to stocking and attending a couple of customers until it was lunch time.

"Where should we go?" Ophelia asked placing the last box of flavored warming lube on the shelf. The store looked nice and stocked ready for the next employee to fuck up as she just brings in friends to stir a mess up.

"Subway?" I shook my head as we had that the other day.

"How bout that place where Tony likes to go?"

"Shawarma?" Steve said putting on his coat and helping me with mine.

"Yeah, we haven't been there for a while."

"Okay let's go!"

We arrived at the restaurant and enjoyed our food but it only lasted for a while until I had to get back to work.

"Are you going back to the shop?" Ophelia nodded but Steve was interrupted by his phone.

"Not me. I have to head back, Captain America duties." He leaned in and kissed me goodbye and ran off.

"Don't forget dinner at my place!" I yelled.

"How could I forget?!"

"Ooooh you guys gonna get it on?"

"Alright, you better run before I officially kick that fat ass!" I ran after her like when we where little. But now that she had brought that up, she is right, he's waited for a while now. Maybe now it's a good time, with a little liquor or wine maybe it would make it easier. I really want him but I'm just self conscious about, me.

"Earth to y/n" Ophelia waves her hand in front of my face. Panicked I look at the clock and noticed that I had another hour before I have to close.

"What's a matter?" I touch my face and sigh deeply. Obviously nervous about what is going to happen!

"Just tired" that's not a lie I've been working full shifts, the boss is in vacation so she trusts me more than the others.

Thank God that I have a day off tomorrow!

"How about, you.." she points at me "go ahead and I'll close. Its only another hour, I know how to use the cash regester and I'll just give you your key tomorrow, how does that sound?" Without hesitation I hug her and get ready to leave.

"You sure?" I have to make sure. She second guess herself often.

"Three...two.." she began counting making me rush out of the shop.

Going to the nearest store I buy a couple of wine coolers and a pizza on the way home.

I took a bath and got clean for him. Today is the day! Today is the day........and he's late. Its 8:37 and our dinner was at 7:00.

I grabbed my phone and texted him

You forgot

I reheated the cold pizza and drank two of the wine coolers. This is the second time he's late and I understand that he is an avenger but a text would be nice. Ah maybe I'm just being dramatic about it.

I went to sleep leaving my window cracked as he liked seeking in.

"I'm late" looking up at her apartment I noticed the lights out. She's probably asleep now, dammit as soon as I saw the text I bolted out of there. Homework with Tony and Bruce always makes me forget the things that I have to do.

"Fuck" I mumbled. I was about to walk back to the tower when I saw her window cracked. I jumped onto the tree and climbed up.

"Oh my.." looking into the window I found her sleeping in those lace underwear that she sells at the shop and a t-shirt that I use.

I open the window and slowly slide in.

"Doll?" I kinda hope that she's awake.

A breeze made me smell the perfume that I love.

"Doll?" I slipped out of my suit, still in my boxers and got in bed.

"Doll, I'm sorry I'm late" I whispered taking in her scent and figure.

She hummed and turned around wrapping herself against me.

"You forgot" she mumbled half asleep.

"You look gorgeous" she opened her eyes and smiled.

"You too" she brought her lips to mine making me fall into a frenzy mood. I wanted her. I wanted her badly.

I pulled her over my lap still having my lips on hers.

The feeling of the lace of her underwear and her smooth warm skin made my blood rush into my legs.

"Tell me to stop" I groaned digging my fingers into her thighs.

"No, not tonight. I need you" she panted against my neck.

"You sure?" I made her look at me. Her pupils where dilated, heartbeat loud and the smell of her perfume getting mixed with her natural sent.

"Y-yes"

I layed her on her back while I got in between her thick legs. Gently running my index finger across the lace making her shiver.

"Let's take this off" her arms rose as I bunch up the shirt and threw it next to my uniform. Her arms covered herself.

"Come here" I mumbled bringing her closer. I spread her arms and tangled my fingers with hers leaning in to kiss the top of her breast. She looked beautiful. I kept on kissing and showing her my love.

Testing my limits i slowly slid my hand into her panties. Her eyes closed and she swallows thickly. She was wet and warm making me grow harder by the second.

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I felt him aganst my thigh, he's bigger than i thought.

"Can i?" He asked tugging my panties. Oh god the lust in his eyes made nod. I felt myself clenching at nothing and it made me want him more.

As he pulled them off i clashed my lips with his and i pulled his boxers down with my legs. I felt him begining to rub himself against my core.

"I need you...i need you now" my panting speed up.

"But, i don't want to hurt you" he pulled away making me whine.

"You won't." With the strengh i never knew i had i pushed him off and sat on his thighs, grabbing him and began stroking him. A sweet low moan rolled off his lips.

Embarrassing, but some of the videos that i had to put on taught me something. I continued using that hand twisting technique making him moan.

"Stop-oh god stop" his knuckles cracked when he gripped the covers.

"Im going to cum if you dont stop" he choked and a smile appeared on my face and i stopped my movements. He took deep breaths while he rubbed my thighs, trying to get me to get closer to his cock. I gladly obliged.

A soft moan sliped out of me when his hottness touched my core again. I slowly moved my hips when he sat up straight. He wraps his arms around me making me speed up. The quiet wet sound made blush fill my cheeks.

"Cum, cum so i can be inside you" his talk made my pleasure skyrocket and i felt the tight coil snap.

"Oh god!" I brought him closer using all my grip to ease my pleasure. Once more i found myself on my back with Steve hovering over me.

"Ready" he said. The lust in his eyes grew ans i realized that what he asked wasn't a question.

He touches my core ans began spreading my wetness around his cock. Looking down i felt his tip moving againt my entrance. I felt his eyes on me and i looked up, after a few seconds i felt pressure and a bit of sting hit me. Once he was all in i found myself enjoying the strech and pressure he gave.

"Move" i whimper. He pulled out and shoved himself in making me cry in pleasure. His speed was speeding up each stroke. His grunts and growls made me want him more. I just kept on ttying to keep my moans and whimpers down just to hear his.

"You feel so good and tight around me" he threw his head back and i kept on raking my nails on his back.

"Don't stop" i cried. His movements speed up more it felt unhuman. A new feeling bubled up in my stomach.

"Steve im going to cum" i told him and he replied that he was close too.

"Just. A. Few. More" he groaned throwing his head back as i felt pleasure take over and i clenched him. Second later i felt his cock twitch and warmth filled me up.

"Better than i thought" he kissed my lips and slowly pulled out looking at his mess with a smirk.

"I'll be back" he went to my bathroom and brought a wet cloth and helped me clean up. He layed next to me bringing me close.

"I'm a bit hungry" he said making me chuckle.

"Lucky for you..." i rolled over to tje desk next fo me and opened one of the boxes from work. "I got to bring home a box of these." I pulled out one of the double sided lolipops.

Taking off the wrapper i gave him the apple flavored side while i got the strawberry side and i layed comfortably next to him again.

"This aren't that bad." I nod and we began talking about anything again. I was too comfortable in his arms to notice his knee rubbing against my core again.

"Wanna go again" he bit his side of the candy and taking mine out placing it on the night stand.

"Hell yeah" he kissed my lips getting on top of me again.

This is going to be a long night. I don't mind it.

#steve rogers #captain america #chris evans #steve rogers x reader #baby lollipops #plus size reader #nomad Steve

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SECRETS (part I/II)

Summary: Detectives James Barnes and Y/n Y/l/n never really got along, despite being partners for seven months. You could say they hated each other, however, when James' past shows up threatening to break him all over again, the truth about their feelings comes to the surface.

Pairing: cop!Bucky Barnes x cop!Reader

Genre: angsty (fluff in the end) (modern au)

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Warnings: hints of a toxic relationship, drinking, smoking, bad described make out session and implied sex.

A/N: I couldn't finish writing the latest request I was writing bc tumblr is a bitch, so I'm dropping the first part of a 2-part fic here. I hope you enjoy my first au (I'm practicing for a Brooklyn nine nine fic) <3

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"C'mon Y/n" Samantha called me from the entrance of the bar we were going to get into. She came closer, placing a hand on my bicep. "You're still thinking about it?"

I stayed silent, my eyebrows knitted, and my eyes fixed on the pavement. "yeah" I replied absently, having another puff of the cigarette held in my hand.

"do you really think you're right?"

"I don't know, Sam" I confessed, tossing the cigarette and stepping on it. "I think I don't wanna be right about this." with that, I turned around to join our friends.

The music playing in the bar almost made me forget what I had been thinking for two days.

Almost.

Two Days Ago

"BARNES!" I yelled from across the precinct's floor where we both worked. "WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?"

"charmin' as always, Y/l/n" he replied in that condescending voice of his, staring at board covered in pictures and notes.

"you dismissed my suspect." I stated, finally reaching the place where he was standing.

"it's our suspect, not yours" he corrected me crossing his arms over his chest "and we'd reached a deadlock"

"I told you to fucking wait, dammit!" I spat, hitting the desk in an attempt to draw his attention.

He jumped, spinning around so he was now face to face with me. For an instant, I saw panic in his gaze, quickly replaced by anger.

"I told you to follow Vargas, and did you, smartass?" I huffed. "see? We're fuckin' even"

I glared at him slack-jawed. "You're unbelievable." grabbing three manila folders from his desk, I made my way to mine. "and for the record, Vargas didn't show up, you fucker!" since my back was to him, I missed his eyes fixed on my form with something way different from anger, frustration or hate.

BUCKY'S P. O. V.

I stood still, staring at Y/n leaning over her desk to examine the manila folders with my jaw clenched, reminding myself that I hated her.

I needed to remind myself that I hated her every single day, because if I didn't, I knew shit would go south.

Unexpectedly, she looked up from the reports and her eyes dug into mines. I only mimicked her position, leaning over my desk, holding her stare.

Surprisingly, it was me who first averted my eyes, my ring tone catching my attention. When I looked at the screen, I saw an unknown number. "Hello?" I asked hesitant.

"Morning honey" my body went stiff at the voice, my jaw clenching while I tried to stay composed. "I made you some coffee, can you tell them to buzz me in?" I stayed silent "oh don't worry, I'm in"

I hung up and tossed the phone over my desk before stalking to the entrance of precinct just in time to see her appearing.

READER'S P. O. V.

I followed Barnes with my gaze, worried that something bad might have happened. However, in the entrance I only saw a redhead with a smile on her face.

"What are you doing here?" Barnes hissed from a considerable distance.

"I told you, silly" she let out a giggle "I brought you some coffee." When she tried to step closer to Bucky, I saw his trembling hand ghost over the holster he was carrying. "are you gonna shoot me, baby?"

Something in her voice made chills run down my spine, but I knew stepping in wasn't a good solution, so I stayed leaned over my desk.

"you can't be here" she stared at him with defiance before smashing her bag over the nearest table, making Barnes jump.

"hey" before I realized, I was walking to them. "Miss, who are you?" flash of madness crossing her eyes scared the shit out of me, but I didn't back off. Instead, I stepped between the two of them. "who are you?" I repeated.

"I'm James' wife" her reply shocked me enough to turn around and give Barnes a very confused look. "who's this woman? are you cheating on me, baby?"

I felt Barnes hand sneaking in the gap between my arm and my waist to grab my forearm "I fuckin' work here" I replied, completely ignoring the tug in my arm.

"then go work" she hissed "and let me catch up with my husband" when I didn't move, and irritated look made its way to her face. "I told you to leave, bitch."

Before I could reply, Bucky’s grip on my arm tightened and he managed to bring me closer to him, crashing my back against his chest.

"you can't be here, Dot" he repeated, managing to hide his shakiness from her. "leave. Now" The same shakiness that wasn't able to hide from me.

Due to the lack of space between him and me, I could feel how his chest went up and down rapidly and unevenly.

"But listen baby, I'm sorry" she whispered, suddenly switching to 'angel' mode. "I'm really sorry, please let's talk this out, okay?" She took a hesitant step towards us and I subconsciously pushed Barnes back in a very subtle way. "c'mon, let's go and have breakfast, and we'll talk. Please, honey."

"What is she doing here? Who let you in?" Rogers appeared in my peripheral vision, walking fast towards us. "leave. Leave right fuckin' now"

"great" that Dot girl muttered, taking a exasperated sigh. "Steve, this is between James and me, so don't you take this bitch with you for me to-"

Steve made his way to the redhead and, grabbing her arm, he guided her out of the precinct.

I spun to face Barnes, who was quickly putting himself together. "what the hell was that about?"

"you always have to meddle in everyone's business" he spat, letting go of my arm "don't you?" I stayed silent while he went to his desk to grab his things. "Tell Captain Fury I wasn't feeling well." and with that, he left.

The following day he didn't even show up.

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"This place's amazing!" Lexa, another one of my friends, exclaimed excited. "let's look for a free table"

The six of us wandered around for a while until we found a free table. "what do y'all wanna drink?" Joe asked, getting up.

Joe came a few minutes after with everyone's drinks and we chatted for a while. Again, I was almost able to forget about it, but then I saw him sitting on a stool, leaning over the bar top with his back turned to us.

"guys, I've something to do." I stated, grabbing my drink and getting up. "be right back." said that, I made my way to the stool besides his. "you didn't show up yesterday, nor today."

He frowned before moving his head to glance at me. "fuckin' hell..." he groaned, shifting to look at the wall full of bottles across us. "outta every fuckin' bars, you hadda come here?"

"gosh" I scoffed, taking a sip of my drink before mimicking his posture. "it's not like I'm looking for you, Barnes, so get your head out of your ass."

He huffed, letting out a humorless, dry laugh. "it's always a fuckin' pleasure to talk to you." I rolled my eyes and he looked over his shoulder. "come back with your friends, 'cause we've nothin' to talk 'bout"

I ran my fingers through my hair and, taking a deep breath, I glanced at him. "that girl, Dot" he went stiff and my heart sped up because, damn, I didn't want to be right, but it seemed like I actually was.

"what 'bout her?"

"is she really your wife?" I asked, tiptoeing around the topic. "we've been working together for seven months already, and you never mentioned her."

"she's mah wife. Kinda" he confirmed me, drinking all the alcohol in his glass. "anythin' else?"

"what happened between the two of you?" He let out a weird laugh, letting his forehead rest against the wooden surface. "You're drunk"

"not enough for this conversation" he groaned with a smirk on his face. The corners of my mouth twitched up at the view and something in his eyes seemed the lit up. "If you wanna stay" he took another look at my friends before turning back at me. "maybe at the end of the night I'll be drunk enough to talk 'bout it"

I pursed my lips in a tight line, staring into his eyes to see if he meant it, because I really really needed to know what happened between them.

After a couple of seconds, I turned to the barman "hey sweetheart" I called him "keep the shots coming here, will you?"

Barnes let out a chuckle, but this time it wasn't weird, and it wasn't dry. This time it was genuinely amused. "eager, are we?"

"you could say so, yeah" I replied, giving him the ghost of a smirk while the barman put the drinks in front of us.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Okay okay okay, but-" he started to laugh again and I nudged him "Nononono, listen-" a couple of giggles escaped my lips before I could keep going. "it's true!"

"it ain't true, darlin'." he said between giggles. "Romanoff 'n Stevie- that's insane"

"I'm tellin' you, Barnes" I replied, taking a swig of my beer. "one- don't laugh at me! One day we'll find 'em fuckin' in the office."

"You're crazy" he stated, finishing his beer.

"whatever" I looked at the clock. It was past 4 am already. "Barnes" I whined turned to him. "Tell me what happened between you and Dot, pretty please" I pouted at him, leaning over the bar top and getting a bit closer to him.

He groaned, leaving the beer aside to look at me. "ya really know how to spoil the mood"

"we're drunk as fuck already" I propped myself over my forearms, getting even closer to him. "c'mon Barnes."

With an exasperated sigh, he moved to tower me. "I swear, Y/n, you get me on my fuckin' nerves."

"I know, and I love to do it" his jaw clenched and his eyes traveled to my lips for a second. "you get me on my nerves too, y'know? But I don't care" he gave me a confused look "it's kinda... Our thing, so I don't mind it"

"You're sweet when you're drunk" he stated, half smiling at me. "wish you were this sweet all the time."

"nah" I retreated to my initial position with a teasing smirk on my face. "you love my rude ass side."

He stayed silent, which made me turn to him to check he was okay. "I do." he mumbled "I love your sweet side too." after taking another peak to my lips, he leaned on me and, without thinking twice, I closed the gap between us.

Our lips crashed and, while his right hand went to my cheek, his left traveled to my thigh. Letting out a muffled moan, I let my hands roam over his upper body. "let's get outta here" he mumbled against my jaw.

"yeah, let's get the hell outta here." I pulled away to clumsily grab my purse and pay the drinks, though t was a difficult task to accomplish with Barnes lips attacking my neck.

"you sure 'bout this?" he whispered, pulling me away from the bar top as soon as I had paid. " 'cause you're gonna regret this in the mornin'."

"I'm a grown ass woman" I replied, exiting the bar and pulling him into another sloppy kiss. "my place's near."

Within minutes, we were bursting into my house, tossing or clothes all over the place in our bumpy way to my room. "I'll tell you everythin' tomorrow" he mumbled, taking off his shirt. "I promise"

"Okay" I managed to say, unzipping my pants and letting him take them off. "I'll take your word for it"

He took off his remaining clothes and I did the same "Good" he groaned more than said, picking me up.

"Good" I echoed, letting him carry me to my bed.

Fuck, we were really going to regret this, but I couldn't care less.

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lankylevi · 7 years

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Heard you were taking drablle request so I'm gonna try to get one^^ I'd like a college Au where eren is super popular and levi a regular student. Then eren ask levi to go on a date with him, levi ask why and eren have to find proper reason for him to accept. I think some nsfw will be good at the end but that's up to you, if you put some I'd like to see eren on top. That's all hope I'm not demanding too much ^^

I didn’t include anything nsfw so I hope you don’t mind but otherwise it would have been around 3k words lol so 1.5k will do for now ;)

Wrote this while listening to Kodaline - one day (thanks @hey-heichou-suz for recommending this :D)

“Stop joking around Jaeger” Levi snapped at the famous football player to which the latter grabbed him by the shoulders.

“I’m not joking around, I’m serious Levi” he pleaded, trying to sound as convincing as he could. His hands and voice were shaking as if he were an old man, and the fact that the whole school was glaring at them surely didn’t help his cause.

“Yeah right” the raven laughed as he got free from Eren’s grip and turned around to walk into the opposite direction.

“What the hell is his problem” Levi wondered as he walked away from the brunet, who seemed to be nailed to the ground.

Levi would be lying if he said he didn’t feel a bit disappointed that Eren didn’t go after him, but it only proved his point; the guy wasn’t being serious about this, and it was probably some stupid bet for him to ask Levi out.

He turned around the corner and saw his friend Hange being the chaotic mess that they are, struggling to hold up their books while they rummaged through some papers.

“Need some help shitty glasses?” he mocked as he stood in front of them.

“No.. ish towtafy fine” to which Levi rolled his eyes and took the papers out of their mouth and turned up his nose at the sight of the string of saliva that lingered from Hange’s mouth.

“Fucking disgusting” he muttered as he placed the papers onto the books they were holding.

“Well thank you Levi,” they said as the pair continued walking towards the cafeteria.

They bumped their elbow into Levi’s side as they waited in line to get their food.

“What was that for?” he asked as looked at them in confusion.

“Come on Levi-” they sang, throwing their hands up in the air as if they were making a prayer. “You gonna tell me what happened or not?” they suddenly said in a soft voice.

Levi’s eyes widened, Hange never spoke in such a soft tone unless they were serious about something and it honestly scared the shit out of him.

“Fine,” he sighed, knowing it wouldn’t benefit him in any way if he lied to them. “Jaeger asked me out today…” he trailed off, suddenly trying to look interested in what was on the menu today as they were about to place their order.

“What?!” Hange yelled to which Levi shushed them. He pointed at the people a couple metres away from him and gestured that Hange should keep their voice down so Eren’s friends wouldn’t hear them.

“Ow ow okay, we’ll talk later” they whispered.

——

“So you understand it now?” Levi said annoyed, rolling his eyes and leaning back in his chair as he waited for Hange to answer.

“I mean, yeah I understand where you’re coming from but-” “But what?!” he cut them off and slammed his fists on the table.

“But he’s uhm, he’s standing by the doorframe…” they trailed off as they stood up and walked past the brunet, who was in fact standing by the doorframe and waiting for Levi to notice him.

So Levi turned his head around to make another comment, but his breath hitched in his throat as soon as he saw Eren standing in front of him with a soft smile on his face.

He could feel his own heart beating in his chest and had difficulty breathing accompanied by his pen falling down on the floor because of his sweaty hands.

“God dammit” he murmured and reached down to pick up his pen but stopped when he saw the brunet kneeling down and it picking it up for him.

“Are we in some kind of stupid movie Jaeger?” he snapped as he grabbed the pen from Eren and looked at him with his piercing grey eyes.

“If that makes you go out with me, then sure” Eren laughed and Levi had difficulty of keeping a straight face as well.

“Do I see a small smile Levi?” the brunet commented as he took a few steps closer and lowered himself to Levi’s height to take a closer look to the very rare event of Levi smiling.

“Hell no and don’t you dare take another step Jaeger, you’re close enough as it is” he said annoyed. “Plus, you stink from practice” he said as he waved his hand in front of his face and giving him a disapproving look.

The brunet took a sniff from his shirt followed by a low laugh that sent a shiver down Levi’s spine and made a blush popping up on his cheeks.

“Okay maybe you’re right about that” he laughed as he ran a hand through his chocolate brown locks.

“But you’re not right about me not taking this-” he faltered while he repeatedly pointed at Levi and himself, “seriously” he exhaled.

Levi chuckled to that and stood up from his chair while not losing eye-contact with the brunet.

“Get your ass out of here Jaeger, I thought I was clear about not having time for your jokes” he said as he took a few steps into Eren’s direction, forcing him to take a few steps back and basically making his way out of the raven’s room again.

“No, you’re wrong!” he yelled as he felt Levi pushing him out the room.

“God dammit even your shirt is wet” Levi said disgusted with the feeling of sweat resting on his hands.

The raven noticed people’s laughter echoing through the hallway, and figured that the brunet’s friends were probably waiting for him to complete his bet.

He pushed Eren out of his room and wiped his hands of onto his pants as he tried to come up with a comment that would make sure he didn’t try to come back again.

As he did so, he noticed that the latter was staring at the floor beneath them and had a troubled look on his face.

Eren raised his head again and turned it to his left to face the people who were still laughing to this second.

“Get the fuck out of here you disgusting pieces of shit!” he screamed as he stormed into their direction.

Levi heard fists meeting faces and grunts of pain, followed by a door being slammed shut and footsteps making their way down to his room again.

The raven popped his head from behind the doorframe and looked at Eren walking back into his direction.

Both were shaking their heads as the distance between them got smaller, and both sighed when they stood in front of each other.

“Look-” they said simultaneously followed by quirking an eyebrow at each other.

The raven gestured that Eren could speak first and waited for him to open his mouth again.

“What do I need to do for you to take me seriously Levi?” he whispered, suddenly showing his vulnerability which made Levi’s heart ache.

“I-” the raven trailed off, not knowing the answer to his question, and feeling ashamed of that.

He could feel a faint blush popping up on his cheeks again and tried to hide it in his collar as he avoided the brunet’s gaze.

“I’m sorry,” Eren paused, clenching his fists and focusing those bright green eyes on Levi’s pursed lips.

“Sorry for wh-” Levi wanted to ask, but couldn’t finish his sentence since he felt warm and soft lips being pressed against his own.

He felt a strong hand cupping his cheek while the other played with his hair as they deepened their kiss.

Levi felt ashamed and excited at the same time, loving the feeling of their tongues connecting and soft moans filling up the empty hallway, but also feeling ashamed that he was kissing the brunet while he remembered what an ass he had been to him before.

So he broke up their kiss and pushed Eren a step back as he tried to even out his breathing and compose himself again.

“I don’t kn-”

“I can appreciate that you don’t know how you should react to this, but I hope you finally understand that I’m serious about asking you out” the brunet finished his sentence for him as he closed the distance between them once more and placed a soft peck on the raven’s lips.

“Uh… yeah I, I understand I guess” he muttered.

“Okay good, I’ll pick you up at 7 tomorrow” Eren winked followed by him turning around and leaving Levi’s room.

The raven sat himself down again and let out a breath that he didn’t know he had been holding as he tried to figure out what had just happened.

“This guy has some balls” he laughed but accepted the fact that they were going on a date tomorrow and decided to text Hange about it.

He sent the message and his phone screen lighted up not even 5 seconds after he had hit ‘send’

“Don’t forget to buy condoms ;) ;) ;)”

#answered #drabble #ereri #eren x levi #eren jaeger #levi ackerman #mywriting #myprompt #fic

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