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bluemauve · 2 months

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look, all i'm saying is that if tom/voldemort did not have a prophecy that tied them together, they would never get together organically.

tom is the type of guy who needs to find something REALLY interesting in whoever he is going to pursue. this is why, in canon, we don't see him with anyone, simply because he couldn't care less about any of them or any of their feelings.

he's a collector of significant items. (locket, cup, ring etc.) these items are extremely significant to him and only due to this, does he spend time actually working to get any of them and place them in a [debatably] safe area with safety measures.

later, we can infer from the text that he pursues bella only because she serves him well and he grew fond of her due to her devotion and pureblood aristocracy (and maybe perhaps because of her gorgeous looks.)

and like, if he hadn't met bella, he probably would have died without a 'partner' at all.

the only reason voldemort 'pursues' harry is because harry is a threat to his life and he is obsessed with the prophecy. if the prophecy isn't there, the key connection between him and harry is non-existent and hence, tom would simply not put in any effort to get to know harry. it's as simple as that, unless you are going to go the ooc route where harry becomes a death eater.. blah blah blah, which is fine, too.

and you might argue, well, hey, what if tom falls for harry because of his personality? to which i would reply is extremely unlikely, due to tom favouring superficial qualities over things that truly matter. as we see with the objects he collects to turn into horcruxes, they are very flashy and ostentatious things that give no real value unless you sell it. (except the locket.) you may say that they are very valuable because they remind tom of hogwarts.. this may be true, but he doesn't really value the things the objects remind him of. for the gaunt ring that's supposed to reprsent family, he killed his remaining family in his fathers side, and he framed his uncle on his mothers side. the only things of value to him are the objects themselves.

just like that, he probably wouldn't look at personality first, when choosing a partner, the first thing he notices if whether they are a means to an end. in the extreme case of bella, he probably loved her unyielding devotion to him and his cause because it helped him acheive his goals. it also helped that she was a black, she was beautiful and that she had wealth and high status.

but harry... harry doesn't have any of those. and harry wouldn't want any of those.

without the prophecy, tom would view harry as a semi-intelligent, not-so-studious quidditch player who has, like, three friends because he sucks at communicating and would want nothing to do with him even if harry tries pursuing him. (in hogwarts era tomarry aus)

tl;dr: without the prophecy, tomarry/harrymort would not happen, and never will :(

#voldemort #lord voldemort #tom riddle #harry potter #tomarry #harrymort #tomarrymort #:( sorry guys #this is not proofread if there are any spelling mistakes please lmk #it is 6am #bellamort

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komugistissue · 3 months

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Oooo, what about sucking Aki off every time he's on the phone just cause you like to be a distraction. Do you think he'd try to end the call quickly? Would he be able to hold back his moans? Would he lose his train of thought whenever your nose hit his pubes? What would he do when he finally hung up?

anon.. i'm so in love with this idea thank you so much 🥹

i had fun writing this, this idea is so hot to me but i have no idea what'd you'd call it, so if anyone knows pls lmk in the comments lol! also i reallyyy enjoy writing/reading about sub men so i hope u don't mind i made aki a lil bit subby in this! (i need him so bad) also this is NOT proofread so pls don't crucify me if there's any spelling mistakes 😣

pairing- aki hayakawa x afab reader

warnings- subby aki, blowjob while on the phone, oral (m receiving), reader calls aki a good boy, aki calls reader ma'am, afab reader

"everything is in order, the devil was executed and i'm about to start writing the report on the mission." your boyfriend spoke into the phone. you sat next to him at his desk, impatiently waiting for this phone call to end after he told you to be quiet so he could take it.

"it was a bloody fight, fortunately there were no casualties and no one is severely injured. we were able to recover...." jesus christ. when would this phone call end? there was no possible way he had this much to say about a mission where barely anything happened.

"hey! hey! ki!!" you whisper shouted, snapping your fingers to get your boyfriend's attention. he put his finger up to his mouth in a "shush" motion and turned his chair away from you. "ugh!'' you rolled your eyes. you just wanted to hang out with your boyfriend and this stupid call was taking up all your alone time with him!

god dammit, you thought. how could you pull his attention away from this totally unimportant phone call onto his totally important girlfriend? you thought for a second. that could work. you got up out of your chair with a plan in your head. aki was so focused on his phone call that he didn't notice when you stood up, or when you got underneath his desk.

he looked over when he felt the warmth of your hand touch his upper thigh and saw your other hand reaching toward the crotch of his pants. "what're yo... oh um i'm sorry, i was just talking to my, uh, dog. please continue." he looked at you anxiously when he saw his belt being undone and your hand reaching for his cock.

you grabbed his cock, that was growing harder by the second now that he understood the situation, and ran your thumb against the tip, gathering all his precum on the tip of your finger and licking it off. he clicked the mute button on the call, "hah.. what are you doing? y-you know this call is mmm-important to me.." he said between breaths. you took your finger out of your mouth and put it up to his. "shhh ki. be a good boy for me okay?" you moved your finger away from his mouth and pushed the unmute button.

"mr. hayakawa, are you there." aki was so caught up with you he hadn't realized his superior had said something. "y-yes sir i'm sorry, just my dog is really needy mmmf-today.." you smirked hearing him try to keep his composure, sure you did feel a little bad, but hearing him hold back his little whines erased all guilt you had.

you grabbed his cock and licked a stripe all the way from the base to the tip of his leaking cock. poor baby aki covered his mouth and tried so hard to hold back his little whimpers. he looked down at you with tears in his eyes and a look that said "please just make me cum already." you took his cock into your mouth and started licking his tip. he muted his voice and started to moan out to you. "hah.. fuck.. please just mmmf-just stop teasing.. please.." you took your mouth off and stopped completely, "if you keep muting this call i'll stop aki. do you understand me?" "...yes ma'am" he said, clearly embarrassed about the entire situation. "that's my good boy. now unmute your voice, and let me take care of you."

you put your mouth back onto his neglected cock and let the tip hit the back of your throat. you did feel bad for making your poor boyfriend feel embarrassed like this. you could spoil him for a little while.

fuck, he could feel every little thing. the way your nose hit his pubes when he was completely down your throat, how you were rubbing little circles into his leg to (attempt) help him keep his composure. he felt like he was going to go crazy. your throat was so warm. all of a sudden, he felt you cup his balls. "i'm sorry sir but something hmmff-came up, can i call you back?" aki hung up before he could hear the answer.

"fuck.. please baby i-i'm sorry for hanging up! just please... mhnnghh please make me cum pleasee" he blabbered out to you. damn, how could you be mad at his cute face? "it's okay my good boy, just sit back."

#chainsaw man #smut #chainsaw man smut #csm smut #aki hayakawa #aki smut #aki hayakawa smut #request #csm #idk how to tag this #idk how to end fics help

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fordohyon · 10 months

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BEAR MASCOT...

PAIRING -

Kim Woonhak x GN! Reader

SUMMARY - (not really s summary but a preview(ish) thingy??)

You sigh as you remove the heavy mascots head, a cool breeze from a fan chilling your flushed cheeks. You notice one of the basketball players standing behind you. Number 23. "I never knew you were a girl," he comments. "Or pretty."

TAGS -

fluff, fluff, and…. fluff!!

WARNING(s) -

mistaking reader for a girl, calling reader pretty, Mutual pining? maybe being too short. English isn’t my first language so please expect grammatical & spelling errors 😭

lmk if i left out anything,, Not proofread!

WORD COUNT - 1.3k

A/N - should i make this into a series??? also plz tell me if there are any grammatical errors or what. I'd also really appreciate it if you give me feedback and reblog!!

It's been precisely two hours since you donned the bear mascot outfit representing your school. You only agreed to do it because no one else volunteered and thought it might be fun. However, the experience has been anything but fun. With only 30 to 40 minutes left in the costume, you are counting down the seconds until you can take it off.

The basketball jersey, hat, and shoes the bear is wearing are decorated with your school's logo, with the school's signature colors of yellow and green accenting the trim, number, and player names. You are thankful that nobody from other sections knows it's you inside the costume; otherwise, you would feel incredibly embarrassed.

You check the time and realize that 20 minutes have already passed. You hope the game will end in the next 10 minutes or so. A few students request a picture with you, and you oblige them. Five more minutes pass, and the game is nearly over. You can’t wait to get out of the mascot outfit and take a shower.

Sweat drips down to your ankles, causing you to shiver. This is the longest you have ever worn the mascot, 2 hours and 10 minutes.

After what had seemed about an eternity, the game finally finished. All of the players and spectators collected their belongings and fled. Except for a handful who freshened up or spent time with their friends prior to heading home, unfortunately for you, Kim Woonhak happened to be one of those individuals, for whom you were growing feelings.

Once everyone had left, you finally had the chance to rid of the ludicrous costume that had caused you to sweat profusely. Though you noticed a few lingering figures in the vicinity, you chose not to approach them, assuming they were likely teachers, janitors, or guards. As you removed the mascot's head, a cool breeze struck your face. you were taken aback to find Kim fucking Woonhak standing there, his jaw dropping and eyes bulging in what appeared to be an utter shock - as though he had just witnessed the most unbelievable thing in his life. "I... I never knew you were a girl, or uhm.. uhh... pretty!" Holy shit. This is extremely mortifying. You can't even begin to express the depths of humiliation you're feeling. The fact that it involves Kim Woonhak, the person you've had the most obvious crush on since sixth grade, makes it incredibly, excruciatingly, so intensely humiliating. Is it just you or does it seem like the fan isn't working?

"Thank... you?" The words slipped out of your mouth, your voice wavering with uncertainty. As you fidgeted with the bottom half of the mascot, your hands betrayed your nervousness. The expression on your face told the whole story - a mix of embarrassment, anxiety, and the discomfort of being caught off guard. Sweat trickled down your forehead, emphasizing the redness that flushed your face, a combination of the stifling heat and the overwhelming humiliation of the moment. Woonhak's unexpected presence only intensified your unease, leaving you at a loss for words.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to catch you off guard. I-I was just checking if anyone was here since I was uh, gonna lock up the.. uhm... gym!" Woonhak stammered, his apology filled with genuine concern. He tried his best to shed the awkward tension that enveloped the air but fell short in his attempt.

"It's alright. No need to apologize," you reassured him, your voice trembling slightly. "I wasn't expecting anyone else to be here either. I assumed it was just teachers and guardians. Guess we both got caught off guard." You utter as you took hold of the lower half of the costume, a sudden chill in the air sent a shiver down your spine. The contrast between the hot and humid gym and the cooler surroundings intensified the discomfort, further adding to the already awkward situation.

Woonhak nodded in agreement, his eyes still fixed on you with an intensity that made you feel self-conscious. You tried to disregard it, but the emotion only grew stronger. You wished you could just evaporate- or at least get out of this sweaty, reeking costume.

As you struggled to remove the rest of the bear suit, Woonhak stepped forward to help. You were grateful for the gesture, but it only caused you to feel more exposed and vulnerable. You tried to focus on the task at hand, but your hands were quivering so badly that you could barely get a hold of the zipper.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, you were unburdened by the costume. You took a deep breath of fresh air and felt the calm draft wash over your sweaty skin. You turned to thank Woonhak, but he was already walking away, his head down and his hands playing with the fabric of his jersey.

You felt a pang of disappointment, but you couldn't blame him for wanting to get away from the awkward situation. You gathered your things and headed out of the gym, feeling fatigued and embarrassed. you couldn't help but replay the uncomfortable encounter in your head, wondering if things would ever be the same between you and Woonhak.

As you make your way out of the gym, you notice Woonhak and his group of friends looking at you. Just as you try to avoid their gaze, he rides up to you on his bike, beckoning you to join him. "It'll be faster if you ride with me. Don't forget to take a warm shower, wouldn't want you to catch a cold. I want to see you tomorrow!" His words catch you off guard, and you can't help but feel a mix of confusion and excitement.

Up close, Woonhak looks even better than you remembered. His endearing smile and delicate demeanor make him seem like a big teddy bear. You hesitate for a moment, recalling the events that happened earlier, but ultimately agree to ride with him. "Uh, okay," you reply, your voice tinged with nervousness. Despite your uneasiness, you're grateful for the opportunity to spend more time with him.

As Woonhak makes his way down the road on his bike, he suddenly turns to you. "Hug me, so you don't fall." he says with a smile. You're surprised by his proposal, but you don't hesitate to envelop your arms around him. As you hold on to him tightly, you feel a sense of warmth and comfort wash over you. It's as if all of your nervousness vanished at that moment, and you can't help but feel grateful for his presence. Being in his arms feels like a dream come true, and you can't help but wonder if this is the start of something special.

As you ride on his bicycle, you can't help but feel a sense of security and contentment. The wind rushes through your hair, and the relaxed breeze washes over your skin. You feel alive and free, and for the first time in a long while, Woonhak's company is enough to make you feel safe.

As you reach your destination, you shift to thank Woonhak for the ride. But before you can say anything, he leans in and plants a soft kiss on your cheek. You feel your face flush with warmth, and your heart races with excitement. You can't believe that this is happening to you - it's like something out of romance fiction.

"Thanks for the ride," you murmur, your voice barely audible. Woonhak beams at you, and you feel a sense of belonging wash over you. Maybe this is the start of something special, something you've been yearning for all your life. As you make your way back home, you can't help but let out a squeal of excitement. You're grateful for the unexpected turn of events, and you can't wait to see what the future holds. But for now, you're content just being in the moment with the person who makes your heart skip a beat.

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dustyro0m · 2 years

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Can I make a Jason x reader request

!!CANON DIVERGENT AND MAJOR SPOILERS FOR TITANS!!

Titans Jason Todd x jokers gn child reader. (Not explicitly stated though)

Angst at the start, and ambiguous ending. Can be seen as angst or fluff.

I have changed some things from the request to make it more suited to more audiences. I also didn't really understand the ask so I tried my best! I'm very sorry this took so long, school has been very hard these past few weeks...Thank you very much!

Warnings- mentions of murder, extreme sadness, guilt, anger, abuse, crying, and running away. (LMK if I’ve missed anything!!)

Please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors, this is proofread but if I have made any pronoun mistakes, or any other mistakes let me know and I will fix it! Just please be polite :D

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Everything is supposed to be different now. Everything was perfect.

No more death, no more suffering, everything was...serene. There was a routine.

You were finally distanced from your father. No more was his name attached to yours. And Jason. With him it felt like the entire city was yours and his. No more pain, no more suffering no more guilt and regret.

But now it feels like how it was before you met Jason. Before everything changed.

You never really liked Hawk. You knew that he and Jason had quarreled in the past, and the way he looked at you when he found out that you and Jason were dating just sealed the deal. But he was a good person. He helped people. That made him good.

Never would you have expected Jason to have killed Hawk.

He remembers everything vividly. The look on his older 'brothers' face. How Dove cried. How everyone looked at him when he sobered up from the gas. He didn't have anyone to turn to but you.

You wiped the blood off of his face, and stayed with him through the long nights. You were mad at him but you sympathised. Cranes recipe was scary, no matter who was under it.

It feels like your whole world came crashing down around you. There wasn't supposed to be any more death. Not from you, and not from Jason.

He's not supposed to kill innocent people. Hank had a life, he helped people.

You werent neccesarily a good person. You fell in love with Jason Todd for example. And trying to take over Gotham would land you the moniker of being a not so good person. But you had one rule and that was to not kill good people. Your father had done that and you hate your father.

You had told Jason not to kill innocent people. He had this anger inside of him. The best way to describe it was a burning rage fuled by loneliness and regret. And he listened to you. He didn't kill anyone innocent. Which makes the recent news even more devastating.

You remember being around your father. Everytime you were around him you would get this feeling, like a deep rooted disgust that could never go away. It was a disgusting ugly feeling felt like liquid anger and revulsion mixing with shame and guilt pooling up to your chest and spilling out of you through your words and actions.

You thought you would never feel it with Jason. But as you look at his mask, discarded on the floor of your shared apartment you feel it again.

Disgust.

Revulsion.

Fear.

Shame.

Ashamed of your boyfriend. What a horrible feeling for a horrible situation. You loved Jason, and you told yourself (and him too) that your love for him was infinite. But why are you feeling shame now?

You pick up his mask silently. Equally as silently, you throw it to the ground.

Again, and again and again.

You hated scarecrow. You hated Hank, you hated Dawn. You hated Dick, Bruce, Gar, Rachel and Donna.

You hated Jason.

The mask lies in pieces at your feet as you feel regret wash over you.

Jason has extra masks, and he would easily forgive you just as you could easily lie about what happened to his mask. But all that anger that you felt subsides.

You pick up all the broken pieces and place them together in vain. Nothing would bring that mask back. Exhausted by your emotions, you throw the pieces away and slump into the couch.

Jason walks into the house as you're watching TV. He doesn't say anything to you and you don't say anything to him. He microwaves some crappy TV dinner and serves it to the both of you.

You study him as he eats. Sharp features that blend together softly. Piercing blue eyes that made your heart skip a beat. Big warm hands with prominent veins and prominent scars.

All features that made you feel giddy. You can feel the giddiness fade away as you look at him now.

After dinner, he goes to take a shower.

It feels like staying in this house with him is sufficating you. It feels like he himself is wrapping his hands around your neck, and squeezing and squeezing.

Is this the life you wanted? Is how you want to spend the rest of your time with Jason? Angry, confused, guilty, shameful?

You decide you’re going to leave. You’ll stay with Dick for a bit, maybe Donna, or even Bruce if worst comes to worst. But just away from here.

Jason passes out at 11.PM on days where he doesn’t patrol. He’s completely wiped out as you pack up your bags. Clothes, burner phones and cables are all tossed into your duffel.

You bought this house with him. It took a long time and you still remember moving in with him. How he held you up to the high ceilings to change the light bulbs, how you and him spend afternoons shopping for furniture. How it felt so surreal that you and him made a house a home.

And now you were leaving it all behind.

You send Dick a quick text asking him to pick you up soon. He responds quickly with no questions. You appreciate that. Just thirty minutes and then you’re going to be gone from here.

Regret swirls in your stomach as you watch Jason sleep. But you push it aside. You know what you want. You’re going to try your hardest to go through with this.

You close the door behind you as softly as you can. It clicks behind you and you let out a sigh. Your heart clenches as you walk to the door.

“Y/N? What are you-”

He wipes wipes the sleep from his eyes, confusedly. His eyes flicker down to your duffel bag and your hand on the door.

“Jason…I’m sorry, I can’t…I don’t…” years start to sting in your eyes and streak down your face. Warm and hot, his face mirrors yours. You drop the bag, and before you know it your face is in his chest. Your arms wrap around each other and you both cry and cry and cry. It’s warm in his arms, and you haven’t hugged him in so, so long. It feels amazing.

“Stay. Please” he whispers.

You look him in the eyes, and you know what you're going to do.

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yun-fangz · 2 years

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LIFE OF THE PARTY. | OT8 ISH?

PAIRING(S): Implied ot8 x AFAB! reader

WC: 1.2k

Warnings: NSFW ! implied smut in the future? drug usage (weed. like a lot.) alcohol consumption, cross inebriation (pls be careful), highly suggestive content, ooc ateez, they’re all smoked out, everything is consensual, shotgunning smoke, cursing, explicit dancing. NOT EVERYONE IS MENTIONED BUT THEY’RE THERE !! all i can say is my inner whore came out i’m sorry.

A/N: ok... i apologize in advance for how horrible this is 😭. The idea came to me so i said yolo and then didn’t know where i was going so sorry if its a bit meh. This is a combination from life of the party, house of balloons/glass table girls, and high for this by the weeknd so... yeah LMFOQWAYB SORRY. please consume alcohol and any (legal) drugs responsibly and legally !

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LIKE/REBLOG/LEAVE FEEDBACK !! i’m kinda lacking motivation so pls pls lmk what you think. :(

DISCLAIMER: this isn't proofread ! i apologize for any grammar/spelling mistakes and any inconsistencies with my writing.

This is purely a work of fiction. What’s written is purely for entertainment and does not represent ATEEZ or any of the individual members at all.

FIC UNDER THE CUT !

You don't know how much you’ve smoked, but the way your eyes lazily looked around the room, you knew you were far too gone. You only said you were going to do a little, but one puff turned into too many you could count and here you were now, sitting on some dude's lap who’s name you barely could even remember.

Yunho, you think his name was. He was the one you first met at this party, introducing you to the rest of his friend group. From what you can remember they were all really nice, no lingering eyes or touches making you uncomfortable. That was until someone got the bright idea of rolling up.

In your defense, you initially declined the offer, saying you had already drank too much and didn’t want to get crossed tonight. All it took was a couple passes around for you to fold though, asking for the joint after Wooyoung’s 3rd pass. From then on you only said one more hit, but soon enough you had smoked far too much. You don't even know how you ended up on Yunho's lap either.

The room was hazy as you looked through all the smoke, finding most of the boys equally as smoked out as you or close enough. Most of you had already forgotten about the party still happening right outside the door, until you heard a popular song come on.

“Hey y/n…” someone piped up. You recognized the voice to be San, sitting across from you on another couch, blunt in hand as he took a slow drag from it.

Looking at him dazedly, you hummed an acknowledgement as you fixed yourself on the man you were currently sitting on, giving him your full attention.

“Why don’t you go on and give us a little show, hm?” he inquired. This had all eyes on you now, the air shifting as all of them were all suddenly aware of the connotation behind the question.

“Me?” you asked a little confused, moving off of yunho’s lap. Only then you realize how close you two had been, his hand on the small of your back almost on your ass, the other on top of your thigh. You brush off the lingering feeling though, focusing back on the other 7 other men who are all looking at you.

“Well i don't see another y/n around here do i?” Chimed in another voice, closer this time.

“Yeosang..” You then hear yet another voice warn, Seonghwa maybe? No, Hongjoong. You didn’t really know at this point.

“You don't have to do anything if you don't want to.” The other voice continued.

No, it was definitely Seonghwa.

Sitting up straighter this time, you shook off whatever feeling you had and moved to stand up. “No, it's fine, I don't mind. Really.” you half slurred standing up. You hadn’t immediately refused the idea, i mean you alone in a room with 8 insanely hot men? Score! You’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to fuck every single one of them the moment you laid eyes on them, but you weren’t expecting it to turn out like this.

“If you want a show I'll give you one.” you say, slowly walking over to lower the already dim lights in the room, gaining a couple whistles and hollers from a couple of the boys sitting down, the others eagerly cleaning off the coffee table once plastered with rolling paper and weed buds to a clean surface for you to comfortably dance on. Was it safe or ethical? no, but did you care? not one bit.

Taking San’s waiting hand, you climb up onto the coffee table, not missing the way his hand lingered on your back a second too long. “San” you call out behind you, turning back to him. “yeah?” you hear him reply. Holding out your fingers, you motion towards the blunt he had been holding for some time now. Registering the intentions, he slides the blunt between your fingers, not failing to take a hit before he lets go.

Smiling, you turn back as you now hear the music getting louder. Intentional or not, you didn’t mind as you took a drag and started moving slowly to the music, getting lost in the rhythm. Every now and then you’d take a small drag while dancing, trying to ignore all of the hard stares and occasional whistles from the men surrounding you.

You noticed the music changing though, from a hot and lively song to a darker and sensual beat. You thought to end it here though, until you finally decided to turn your head and actually look at the men who were eagerly watching you.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the sight.

All of them, pupils blown wide, ready to pounce on you at any given moment. It frightened you in the best way, knowing you had this effect on not only one but eight men.

It only spurred you on further though, deciding to not only continue but up the ante and take a more risqué route with your dancing

Lowering yourself onto your knees, you make sure to make eye contact with some of them as you begin to trail your hand from your torso to your core, slowly bringing it back around your ass, lifting your skirt slightly in the process. You swear you heard a growl or two from one of them and it makes you smile, happy that this is working.

You sit up once more though and take a drag, body rolling and moving your hips to the slow and sensual beats to the music playing

“That’s enough.” Hongjoong says, cutting through the music. Although reluctant and slightly confused, you stop moving, sitting back on your heels as you turn to look at him

“Is there an issue?” you ask innocently, turning to face him completely.

“No no, god, you were perfect.” he replied

“I just don't want us all to get carried away. I mean, I don't think you’d be able to handle what we’re all offering.” He continued. You cock your head to the side at his remark, moving to sit flat on your ass this time. “And who said I couldn't?” You cheekily reply, letting out a playful scoff once you see his gaze darken even further than you thought was possible

“Besides, who said I was going to take all eight of you at once?” You gave him a quizzical look, feigning offense to his comment. You stand up, haphazardly sauntering your way over to another man's lap, jongho you believe, and he takes you with open arms.

Sitting down with your legs spread on each side of his, you stare at him deeply while bringing the blunt towards your mouth. “open up for me” you whisper and he obliges, his mouth slightly agape as you bring the blunt past your lips and take a deep inhale. Moving your hand away, you bring your mouth to his, lips almost connecting as you blow the smoke into his mouth. You sit like that for a while feeling the way he inhales and exhales the smoke before turning his gaze towards you once more.

Sitting back satisfied, you clear your throat once more before addressing the room.

“I know you all may think you’re in control because I'm the only female here, but I'll have you know I always have my way. And plus…”

“I’m the life of the party aren’t i?”

this sucked... like actually. GN LMMADIFAUEB

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ddarkhours · 3 years

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Special Birthday Gift; Lee Minho

Sub!MinhoxFem!reader; pegging and light bondage

word count: 1765; proofread: i think so; requested?: yes!! my first request:3 a/n: please lmk if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes!

Minho gave you a look, thigh tensing under your hand, but you weren’t doing anything wrong, just wanted to be close to your boyfriend. His mind, on the other hand, began to wander. His members were talking amongst themselves, full from the meal and finishing up the remainder of their drinks and desserts. “You okay?” You tightened your grip on his leg, the boy seemingly zoned out of the action taking place at the table, nobody else seemed to notice, keeping the steady flow of their conversation. “Yeah ‘m fine, just got lost in thought” it wasn’t like him and you both knew, in fact, his mind was preoccupied with how to ask you for a birthday present he didn’t know how you’d react to. The thought of what he wanted you to do to him was making his blood rush downwards, his jeans beginning to feel uncomfortably tight. Soon the waiter was called and you paid for the meal and everyone slowly stood up to leave. Goodbyes and well wishes were spoken, exiting the restaurant to feel the cool autumn air hit the parts of your skin your clothes didn’t cover. The boys waved as they turned the street corner, in turn making you smile and wave back, thanking them for coming to surprise Minho for his birthday.

Minho snaked his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder “Y/n.. Can I ask you for a special birthday gift?” you could see the vapor from his breath next to your face, you hummed affirmatively “I want you to tie me up.. And I want you to fuck me with a toy” Your heart was racing at this point, and his wasn’t too far behind, even through the thick material of the jackets you wore, you could still feel his heart pounding. “Do you want me to buy you some things? Why don’t you go home and get ready for me hm?” thrilled, the boy leapt in front of you, his cheeks and ears turning pink, giving you a kiss before walking off in the direction of your shared apartment, it being not too far from the restaurant you had just left. You smiled to yourself, walking in the direction of the nearest “toy shop” already thinking of what to get your boyfriend for his special gift. Mentally preparing yourself on the way, you had never gone to a store like this in person before, but there’s a first for everything, you thought.

To your surprise the experience at the sex shop wasn’t as awkward as you were expecting, sure, telling a complete stranger that you wanted something to peg your boyfriend with was slightly weird, but the employee at the store was very enthusiastic about helping you find what you would like the most. You ended up leaving the store with 2 new toys to try, and a whole lot of rope, all wrapped up nicely in a purple gift bag.

Clothes are thrown off as soon as you enter the apartment, almost forgetting to lock the door as you immediately attack your boyfriend with kisses all over his neck. The boy welcoming the warm contact, the thought of what was going to happen already having him tight in his pants. You made your way into your bedroom, tossing off what undergarments that remained, leaving him completely exposed to you. The boy was so eager, his kisses getting messier and more desperate, whines leaving his lips whenever you’d lose contact for even a second. You pulled away, clicking your tongue when he tried to pull you back on his lap “Nuh-uh baby, now I have to tie you up all pretty remember?” he sat still on the edge of the bed as you got the rope from the purple bag you had bought not too long ago. You crawled behind him, tying the rope before slipping his wrist in the two knots “too tight?” you pulled on the rope to bind his hands together “feels okay” his voice was trembling with excitement but he stayed patient. “Lay back for me” Minho did as told, using his legs to push himself further up the bed, letting you tie him to the bed frame. You took more rope, this time tying each of his thighs and calves together before tying them to the bed posts, giving you full access to his hole and cock. With each knot and tug at the rope his dick would twitch, whining at some particularly tight ties. “Please touch me Y/n?” his voice was small, his plea coming out as a question.

You sat down on the corner “please tell me in time if something goes too far okay?” he nodded, mind cloudy enough that he almost forgot his safe words “I’m green right now, please Y/n” his confirmation was enough, finally you took out the lube and blue double sided vibrator and the smaller bullet one you had bought. Minho threw his head back, whining at the sight of his new presents. “Be patient baby” you opened the lube, pouring some over your fingers and his hole. You brought your fingertips to him, teasing his entrance, giving him goosebumps and leaving him shuddering. “Ready?” he whined, nodding only wanting more of your touches. You slowly pushed one finger in, making sure you didn’t hurt him. He whined when you pushed another digit in pressing it against his gland, his cock bouncing on it’s own with every one of your movements. You took his dick in your other hand, playing with his tip while you fingered him. The boy was in bliss, his hands pulling at the rope wanting to touch you in some way. “Want more” finally you took the toy, pouring more of the clear gel over it, turning it on and teasing his hole with it “Tell me how good it feels Minnie” you cooed, “Ahh Y/n it feels so, so good.. Please Y/n fuck me, fuck me with it” He was so turned on it was almost painful, his chest was starting to move faster, his breath heavy even from the minimal contact, he didn’t need to ask you twice.

You took the toy and slipped it inside of yourself with ease, momentarily shivering from the vibrations of it. You rubbed it against him a few times before pushing in all the way. The boy cried out, throwing his head back and biting his lip to try to hold back any more of the sinful noises that escaped his throat. You moved your hips back before plunging the toy into him fully. You found a slow rhythm that made his head spin, his dick leaking more precum onto his stomach with each thrust of your hips. His back was arching off the bed and his breathing got rapid “Y/n please, I’m gonna cum” He cut himself off with a moan “Can I cum? Please let me cum” he threw out every plea he could think of, his orgasm fast approaching. You sped up your pace if only a little “Cum for me Minnie, I want you to cum untouched” he cried out, his muscles flexing as he pulled against the rope, white liquid pooling onto his belly from his twitching cock. “That’s fucking right baby” you massaged his balls, easing him off his first high. Minho was out of breath, sweat already covering his forehead. “Y/n still green, want more” he choked out a moan, you took the other smaller vibrator, turning it on and pressing it against the head of his cock and speeding up your hips, the movements of the toy inside of both of you were eliciting loud moans from you. It didn’t take him long to reach his second orgasm, cum spewing from his dick rubbing against his tummy in a mix of his own cum and lube under the pressure of the vibrator, whining and wriggling under you, his legs pulling at the restraints to no avail. His squirts of cum all but stopped. “Feels so good.. Gonna-” he didn’t have time to finish his sentence as more cum oozed out of his tip from the assault on the sweet spot behind the head of his cock. The sight of him like this almost sent you over the edge, but you were trying to hold yourself off for him. He was spent, heaving and body glistening from various fluids.

“One more” he begged “ One more inside of you Y/n, I wanna be inside of you” you were surprised at how many he could take, concern falling over you “Minnie are you sure? We can stop here if you want?” “No please, still green, I wanna be inside of you, I wanna feel you cum too” you couldn’t protest, you were so close to cumming and with him begging and whining for you like this, you weren’t gonna deny him of what he wanted. You took the toy out of yourself and grabbed his shaft, aligning his tip with your pussy, your slick making it easy for you to sink down onto him. He moaned out with tears brimming his eyes, “Kiss me?” he was so precious. You smiled, leaning forward to him, engulfing his lips in a kiss and tasting his moans on your tongue. His head desperately followed yours for more contact, not letting you break the kiss. Your orgasm was building up for so long, everytime you would lower yourself on his dick your clit would brush against his skin sending shockwaves through your tummy. “Baby cum with me”. The vibrator in his ass combined with you squeezing around him, he let his fourth orgasm wash over him, letting you suck on his tongue and whining in your mouth while you rode out your highs.

Once you calmed down, stood up and turned off the vibrator, giving him a “Sorry” when you pulled it out of him, making him wince at the overstimulation, it only taking its effect now. “Thank you Y/n” he had his eyes closed while you were cleaning up his stomach and untying him, rubbing your hands over and kissing the red marks on his hands and legs. “You did so good baby” He immediately curled up after he was completely freed from the rope. “Do you wanna take a bath and cuddle and watch a movie?” he smiled fondly, liking the idea but only being able to nod, tiredness overtaking his body. “Okay baby I’ll go run you a bath”

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