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writerpeach · 3 years

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Downpour

fromis_9 Jisun x Male Reader

8595 words

Categories: smut, mommy kink, oral

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Thirty-percent chance of precipitation today.

The loud squeak of windshield wipers working their hardest proved the contrary, trying to keep up with the furious rain pounding your car. Weather forecasts were always full of shit, you’d probably have a better chance winning the lottery than them correctly predicting the weather.

Another crack of lightning lit up the obscured road, being trailed by a deafening roar of thunder that made your heart race. You’d never seen the skies so dark, so gloomy, so angry as if Mother Nature was enacting revenge on some poor soul.

Guided only by taillights it became harder to see much of anything, keeping your distance in between impatient cars. The right choice was made as cars sped by, splashing your windows and ruining visibility further as if they had forgotten they were on oil-slicked streets and not the Daytona 500.

You still had a good thirty minutes left to your place, normally no less than a five-minute drive in usual circumstances as the harsh storm showed no signs of letting up.

More lightning struck in the distance as the rain continued punishing the highway, thunder roaring enough to vibrate the windows, demanding its presence be known

“Thirty percent my ass,” you mumbled to yourself, cursing the idea of men and women in suits fabricating lies and getting paid to do so. You just hoped it didn’t hail, you would be home soon safe and sound with a cup of hot tea in your hands snuggled under the blankets.

The thunder grew louder, and you felt you were tempting fate at this point by continuing on, but consequences be damned, you felt no need to pull out.

Right before you were about to make your exit off the freeway, a stranded car caught your eye pulled off to the side of the road. The hood popped, blinkers flashing and you could barely make out the outline of someone waving desperately for help to anyone to no avail.

Traffic was light in this part of town, especially at night. Maybe it was too dark, maybe people didn’t care or both. You couldn’t just pass by without offering assistance, pulling behind them and shutting the engine off.

You grabbed your umbrella out of the backseat, pulled the hood of your jacket up over your head as you stepped out of the car. You were immediately bombarded by cold rain as you opened your umbrella as a shield to deflect it, heading towards the troubled car.

“Need any help?” you asked, as you approached the stranger, umbrella in hand. The owner of said car was a young woman, wearing a thin jacket that did little to protect from the rain, and you couldn’t tell if she had tears on her cheeks naturally or from the rain.

“Y-yes, thank you so much for stopping!” she said, suppressing a sniffle as you were able to clearly see her face, the rain doing its damndest to cover her beautiful features up.

“I-I don’t know anything about cars, it just stopped working. I tried to call for help but my battery died. I just filled the tank this morning, I don’t know what’s wrong with it.”

“I’m afraid I don’t know much either. Let’s get you out of the rain and I’ll see if I can call a mechanic.”

“T-thank you!” the woman graciously said, keeping your umbrella hovering over her head, trying to keep her from getting even more soaked.

“You must be freezing, I have a blanket in the backseat of my car if you don’t mind sitting in it.”

“N-not at all, thank you!” she said, as you led the way, opening up one of the back doors to allow her passage as she carefully stepped inside, taking a seat next to the window. You closed the door as the shivering woman wrapped herself in the thick blanket you kept back there for emergencies, heading behind the steering wheel and caught your first serious glance of the beautiful woman in the rear-view mirror.

Doing a quick search on your phone it took three different shops before any picked up, the result being unsatisfying.

“Are you doing okay?” you asked, as you looked over your shoulder at the beautiful stranger, her expression much more jubilant in nature now.

“Y-yes, thank you so much for saving me.”

“It was no problem. They said it would be at least an hour before they can send a tow truck to come pick up your car. They’re all backed up. I’m sure other places will be the same.“

“That’s understandable,” she said with an audible sigh.

“Is there somewhere I can take you?” you asked, vicious thunder rudely interrupting the conversation.

“Maybe we should wait out the storm?” she suggested, tilting her head to the side as you could see her nervous expression, her lips quivering.

“That’s not a bad idea.”

The woman sitting in your backseat flashed an innocent warm smile for the first time as a sense of relief overcame her, releasing a deep breath as she relaxed into the seat.

“It’s really coming down still. Would you mind keeping me company back here?” she shyly asked, patting the seat next to her. The rain crashed against the roof harshly, droplets sounding like a golf ball being slammed against the protective roof.

“Sure thing,” you said, crawling over the center console towards the back seat, smacking your head on the ceiling as you took the middle seat next to her.

“Are you okay?” she asked, giggling cutely as you rubbed the top of your head, checking for any bumps but the only thing hurt was your dignity.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

You fumbled in the dark, turning on the dome light to shatter the darkness as you both flinched, regretful that you didn’t give a warning beforehand.

“Sounds like you’re having a bad day,” you said, stating the obvious.

“You could say that,” she shyly said, her charming voice light and airy as she tucked strands of light blonde hair behind her ears.

“Thank you again.”

“Of course.”

“I was so worried when my car broke down, I didn’t know what to do,” she said, her arms still discernibly shivering.

“You’re safe now. Are you still cold? I can turn the heater on.”

She shook her head politely. “I think I just need to take this wet jacket off,” she said, removing it from her body as you took it from her, placing it on the empty seat next to you.

“That’s better.”

When she was in the right position you caught a glimpse of cleavage, but you tried not to stare.

The attractive blonde had on a simple white top underneath with a thin gold necklace that resembled more of a bra than a shirt as she adjusted the straps. Her pretty shoulders were exposed and didn’t have on more than a pair of jean shorts. It wasn’t that surprising why she was a bit chilly.

“You know...I’ve heard that huddling together is a good way to keep warm.”

“Is it?” you asked, feigning ignorance as you admired the color in her pupils.

“It’s worth a shot,” she replied, making her way over to your side as she climbed your lap. She left the blanket on the seat and avoided making the same mistake you did, clearly losing the height advantage you made it easier.

Her legs wrapped around your waist as you could feel the body heat rising already as she got comfortable.

“Is it helping?” you asked.

“I’m not sure yet,” she coyly said, pressing her body closer against yours, her breasts pressing against your chest.

“I’m feeling pretty warm myself now,” you said, looking into her gaze. She had the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen, just one look made you liable to get lost in them.

“I wouldn’t want you to overheat now…” she said, abruptly grabbing on the collar of your shirt and gently tugging on it, pulling it up and over your head as you lifted your arms to assist her.

“What about now?”

“I think I’m feeling much better.”

“Good,” she replied.

“You’re so pretty.”

She blushed, her cheeks helping warm the rest of her body. “Thank you. I think we can still do better,” she said, searching for the dome light and turning it off, leaving the car cloaked in almost complete darkness. Only scattered lightning strikes assisted in lighting up her features.

“What's your name?” you asked. She hesitated for a moment placing a hand on your shoulder and began tracing your bare chest with her fingertip.

Without saying another word she traced random patterns, moving from your neck down your abdomen, her touch tantalizing your senses. She moved back up to your chest as she formed the letter “J”, picking her finger up as she proceeded to write her name on your bare skin.

“...I”

“...S”

“...U”, she traced one more letter as you put them all together, her fingernail digging into your chest just enough to not cause any pain.

“...N”

“Your name is Jisun?”

“Yes.”

“That’s a pretty name.”

Her cheeks reddened again. ”Thank you. For everything. You’re really sweet.”

Jisun caught you by surprise, her small hands cupping your face as she leaned inward. The next fit of lighting struck perfectly, lighting up the back seat as her warm lips pressed up against yours, earning your first taste.

Her lips were impossibly soft, she tasted like a sweetened version of the rain, an addicting sample that you needed more of.

“Without you I’d still be stuck in the rain. Let me pay you back.”

“You don’t owe me anything, Jisun. You really don’t have to do anything.”

“But I want to. You’re my savior.”

You shook your head repeatedly. “I’m not, I would have done it for anybody.”

“I’m glad you did it for me then,” she said, kissing your lips again with more passion, more fire behind her gaze. “Let me do something for you. Anything, please?”

Her offer wasn’t necessary, but it would have been rude to refuse her generosity. You noticed at that moment you couldn’t tear your eyes away from her chest, even in the dim moonlight shining through.

“Can you take this top off?” you reluctantly asked, hoping you wouldn’t get a slap in the face in return.

“Of course. I meant anything,” she said without any delay, lifting her top up and over her head, flinging it behind her as it landed in the passenger seat. Her clothed breasts look so large and inviting, her skin soft and immaculate you just wanted to caress every inch of her.

Jisun didn’t waste time as your eyes roamed her body, dismounting your lap long enough to peel her jean shorts down her wide hips.

“Won’t need those anymore,” she smirked, leaving herself exposed in a cute set of white bra and panties. Her breasts were pushed up perfectly, and you didn’t know whether to stare at her surprisingly thick thighs or her bottomless cleavage.

“You have a really nice body, Jisun.”

Her charming eyes were intense and mesmerizing as she held her sweet gaze on you. “You can see more of it if you’d like.”

“Please,” you said, as soon as your syllable finished Jisun reached behind her back to unhook her bra, divesting it into the darkness as it landed on the rear dash, freeing her beautiful full breasts.

You grew speechless as you stared at Jisun’s newly exposed chest, her breasts such a perfect shape with beautiful cherry pink nipples, stiffening already either in part to the weather or her arousal, you didn’t care which.

“Can I touch you, Jisun?” you cautiously asked, instantly met with an approving nod.

“Please do.”

Not wasting a precious second you grabbed her hips, her skin warm to the touch and silky soft as you explored her body, touching her stomach and stopping just below her wonderful breasts, waiting for her blessing.

“Put your hands all over me,” she pleaded, the necessary invitation you craved as you cupped her warm breasts, delicious flesh in your fingertips as you felt the weight in your hands. Your pants tightened as you ran both thumbs over opposing pretty nipples.

Jisun moaned softly and closed her eyes for a second, trying to hide the desire in them.

“They’re sensitive,” she whined cutely, and you wanted to test that out as you pinched her nipples, rolling them between your fingers and sucked on the one closest to your mouth.

You felt Jisun’s hips buck as your lips latched on to the beautiful bud, applying firm pressure as you slurped gently on it, swirling your tongue around it and earning more beautiful moans that were drowned out by the still obnoxious thunderstorm.

Switching breasts you suckled them hungrily, devouring her tits and starving for more. Her wide eyes filled with pleasure as her nipples grew swollen and doused in saliva. You gave her sensitive tips a brief respite, licking in between her breasts, tasting the sweat that had formed which did little to quench your thirst as you kept your face buried in her cleavage.

You were content to stay there until the dawn broke, smothering yourself with her perfect breasts, but held back as you wanted to explore more of her body, kissing her collarbone and neck in several places, only to be met with more sensual moans.

More kisses, more places to touch, her deliciously soft skin being peppered with your lips, kissing wherever you could as you rested your hands on her back, keeping her small frame close to you.

You returned to her delicious lips, drinking in the intoxicating taste of Jisun as soft kisses grew more heated, hands wandering everywhere in the dark and desperate to touch naked flesh.

Jisun came up for air, gasping lightly as she angled her head into the crook of your neck, sucking on it with much fervor, living her lipstick stains on your flushed skin.

“I want you,” Jisun whispered seductively in your ear, nibbling on your lower earlobe while a hand found your crotch, cupping your bulge wantonly.

“I want you inside me,” she said, licking the side of your neck as her seductive gaze met yours, impossible to look away and you’d do anything she asked at that moment.

“I want you more,” you replied, kissing her breasts as she lifted herself off your lap just enough to slip her panties off, as you unbuttoned your pants, yanking them down to your ankles along with your boxers and you’ve never been so thankful to be freed of clothes.

Jisun took her place back on your naked lap, straddling you tightly as she grabbed your stiffening shaft, stroking you from base to tip slowly.

“Do you think anyone will see us?” she asked, running her slim fingers around your length with a delicate grip as you throbbed, another abrupt roar of thunder that startled you both as you caressed her cheek in reassurance.

“I wouldn’t care if they did,” you said, Jisun flashing a smile in agreement.

Jisun lined her inviting entrance with your shaft, carefully positioning herself and elevated her body. She took an audible deep breath as she pushed her hips down and sank down onto your cock, the tip penetrating her and sending a flood of pleasure as you both moaned together.

“F-fuck…”

Jisun leaned in as her hands wrapped around the nape of your neck, taking a second to adjust and began to take a ride on your stiff throbbing cock. One look in her sensual eyes heightened your arousal and her hips moved, stretching her out ever so gently.

The rain had finally calmed down, no longer causing alarm but now a calming presence, adding a beautiful soundtrack to what was happening in your steamy backseat. Jisun moved her naked body in a slow, precise rhythm, savoring every time your shaft left her pussy, anticipating the next stroke inside her.

Jisun was incredibly tight as was expected but not like this. Her pussy was so warm and wet, smothering your shaft as she impaled herself with half your length, taking in the pleasure one step at a time. With each ride she released a steady stream of erotic moans, her voice an orgasm in itself.

“You feel really good inside me,” she whispered in your ear, insisting on keeping her cute voice low as if she were your own personal sexual ASMR, every syllable of honey shooting tingles up your spine.

“Not as good as you feel around my cock,” you replied, placing your hands on her soft buttcheeks, squeezing the soft flesh she grew drunk with pleasure.

Jisun quickened her movements, taking more of you into her tight pussy as her wet lips gripped your cock tightly, demanding you stay inside her for as long as she wanted. She bounced her juicy ass on your crotch as your hands moved to the front of her torso, squeezing her breasts again as your shaft became covered in her slick juices.

“Suck my tits more,” she demanded, grabbing the back of your head and pressing her flawless breasts into your face, suffocating you with her delicious mounds. You stuck your tongue out and licked what warm skin you could, released from the confines of her flesh after several seconds as you took her sensitive nubs into your mouth, stimulating them endlessly with your lips and tongue.

“Just like that, fuck,” Jisun moaned, bouncing on your cock harder as you planted sloppy kisses on her breasts, palming and messily suckling on them as if Jisun’s voluptuous soft breasts were a top-notch meal and you had an insatiable appetite for them.

You did everything you could to Jisun’s tits, licking and slurping on her delicious nipples, teasing them with your tongue, biting them, devouring every inch of her breasts. She grew wetter with every movement, and you took a break from the buffet that was her chest, relaxing into the seat once more.

“How does that feel? Do you like when I ride your cock?” Jisun asked, keeping up the pace with every rock of her hips. Your arms spread wide and rested on the back dash as you watched her amazing breasts endlessly bouncing, unable to take your eyes anywhere else.

“It feels so good,” you said, your body feeling weightless, every sensation in your body being amplified as Jisun bounced and bounced with a limitless amount of energy. Her demeanor had changed tenfold since you met her, the stranded girl worried to no end now had lust-clouded eyes, full of wanton need and moaning easily into your ears.

“I want to make you cum. I want to keep riding your cock until you finish inside me.”

Jisun didn’t let you respond as she smothered your lips with her own, furiously bouncing on your cock as she grabbed your wrists and placed your hands on her breasts, helping you squeeze them as the loud smack of flesh against flesh filled the car.

“Play with my nipples. I’m so close, I want to cum on your cock.”

You did as instructed, wanting to fulfill any desires Jisun had as you pinched both of her hard nipples, tugging at them, teasing them with your fingertips, rolling them in between your fingers and doing anything to give her the stimulation she was desperate for.

“That’s it, please don’t stop. I’m going to cum on your cock so hard, oh god!”

Jisun’s tight dripping pussy clamped down hard around your cock, pulsating in random waves to validate her words. Her plump cheeks smacked against your lap, arms tightly wrapping around your neck as her breasts smashed against your chest, breathlessly moaning directly into your ears.

“Cum for me, Jisun.”

It wasn’t that she needed permission, but your beckoning words gave her an extra boost she needed, sending her over the edge. Her mouth agape as her head snapped back, toes curling and her breathing shallowed, holding on to your body as if she were going to collapse otherwise as her warm pussy pulsated rapidly as slick dripped out between her thighs.

Jisun’s half-lidded eyes grew heavy, closing them tightly for several moments as her intense climax washed over her like a hurricane, every ounce of pleasure hitting her all at once as she rode it out, gyrating her wide hips in slow lazy circles.

The fatigue set in as Jisun slowly opened her eyes, and as she came down from such an intense high you noticed the windows had fogged up considerably, only adding to the erotic atmosphere.

Jisun struggled to speak at first, still dealing with the aftermath of her climax as she took in several deep breaths, causing her chest to heave up and down which only aroused you even more.

“Your turn,” she said breathlessly, resting her head on your shoulder, catching her breath.

Jisun looked up at you, still in her post-orgasm haze and stared longingly into your eyes, sweetly whispering three words.

“Cum inside me.”

There was no better offer than that. Jisun did her best to move her hips, but you did the rest of the work, gripping her waist and thrusted frantically as sweat dripped down your brow.

You knew you weren’t going to last much longer, matching her slow and steady rhythm and driving yourself deep into her tight warm cunt.

“J-Jisun...I’m going to cum…” you moaned, the tightness in your core being impossible to ignore. She placed her hands on either side of your neck, her face a hair's breadth away as your impending orgasm grew closer and closer.

“It’s okay, fill me. Please, cum for me, give me everything.”

Just like before, her words were the trigger to your own climax, and with the last bit of thrusts you buried your shaft deep inside her heavenly pussy as you erupted. You grunted and groaned as your throbbing cock emptied into her, filling her to the brim with your thick, creamy load, her tight walls milking every drop out of you.

You fired everything you had into her body until your balls were drained, feeling just as breathless as Jisun did moments ago, gasping for air as she rested her pretty head on your warm chest.

Neither of you said a word for some time, communicating only in tired gasps and pants until you broke the silence.

“I think it stopped raining finally. Do you want me to try to call someone again?”

Jisun shook her head weakly. “It can wait until morning. The streets might be flooded, who knows how long it will take them.”

Her fingers ran through strands of your hair, playing with it lazily, “You can take me back home if you don’t mind. It’s not that far from here, I was on the way there before my car died.”

“Of course. Just tell me where to take you.”

“Let me get my things real quick,” Jisun said, almost forgetting that you still had your cock inside her.

“I guess I should get dressed first,” she giggled, as she dismounted herself from your shaft, her pussy leaking your hot load down her thighs.

“Fuck, you came a lot,” she said with a proud smirk as she slipped her top back on to cover herself up, not bothering with underwear as she pulled her jeans back up.

“I don’t exactly have anything to clean up with, sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it. I like the way it feels dripping inside of me,” she said, cautiously exiting the car. You got dressed yourself and moved to the driver’s seat, taking note of how the rain was thankfully now barely a sprinkle.

Jisun grabbed her purse, turning her hazard lights off and locked the door, slamming her car hood shut as she entered the passenger seat of your car, pulling down the visor to look at herself in the mirror.

“I’ve never had sex in a car before,” Jisun said, putting her seatbelt on as the engine purred to life.

“Me neither. First time for everything I guess?”

“Definitely.”

“Where to?”

Jisun punched her address into your GPS, and you looked behind you as you carefully pulled back onto the highway.

Her place wasn’t that far off, closer to your apartment than was expected as you pulled into a driveway, lights flashing onto a door with the number 009.

“Here we are, safe and sound.”

“Thank you,” Jisun said, and you couldn’t help notice the way the seatbelt rested in between her large breasts, making them appear even bigger and more noticeable.

“...You’re coming inside, aren’t you?” Jisun said, resting her hand on your thigh. “I won’t murder you. I promise,” she added.

“Well in that case...” you said, Jisun giggled cutely. You both stepped out of the car at the same time, letting her lead the way.

“I have roommates, but they’re not going to be here until the morning. We have this whole place to ourselves,” she said, keying in the number to her electronic lock as it magically opened.

Her place was smaller than expected as you slipped your shoes off and placed them in the entryway, next to several different pairs in different colors.

“How many roommates do you have?”

“Just a couple. Most of those are mine,” she responded, placing her shoes next to the pile.

You took a step onto the wooden floor that led into the living room, Jisun gesturing to take a seat on the couch centered in the room, small and cream-colored with tufted upholstery. Lounging back in the seat you were greeted with a surprising amount of comfort, trying not to hit your leg on the wooden coffee table in front, coming up to about your knees.

Jisun briefly panicked, noticing a leftover container of ramen and a can of orange fanta were left on the table as she quickly scooped them up and disposed of them.

“Sorry, my roommates are a bit of a slob.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Would you like some tea?” she asked, heading towards the rather small kitchen that doubled as a laundry room.

“Sure, I’d love some.”

“What kind would you like?”

“There’s more than one kind?”

Jisun chuckled as she opened a cupboard that she was barely able to reach filled with different colored boxes.

“Let’s see, we have blueberry, raspberry, ginseng, sleepytime, green tea, green tea with lemon, green tea with lemon and honey, ginger with honey, ginger without honey, vanilla almond, white truffle and... earl grey.“

“...I think you made some of those up,” you said, cocking your head to the side.

“How about raspberry?”

“Raspberry sounds great.”

Jisun grabbed a red box out of the cupboard, shutting the door and grabbed two black mugs, placing them on the counter as she poured water in an electric kettle.

“Shouldn’t take too long,” she said, settling down on the couch next to you and crossing her legs. You couldn’t help but notice that without the security of a bra her nipples were poking through her top, not that it wasn’t anything you hadn’t seen moments ago, but it did spark a fire in your loins.

“Are you hungry? I can whip something up real quick, I’m a really good cook.”

“I wish I was. I had a big dinner before the drive home.”

“Oh, okay,” Jisun said, disappointed. “I hope it was delicious.”

“It was, but you taste better,” you smugly said.

Jisun couldn’t help but laugh at your cheesy compliment, as there was an awkward moment of silence for two people who just had sex in a backseat.

“So, Jisun…” you said, struggling to come up with anything to say to break the tension. “This is a nice place.”

“Thank you. It’s small but cozy, and the rent is really cheap. There’s three of us here so I can afford to just work part-time right now.”

“What do you do if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Not at all. I’m a…” Jisun hesitated for a second, shyly smiling.

“I’m an erotic model.”

Jisun tried to hold back a giggle, failing miserably as she covered her mouth with her palm.

“Oh really?” you said. “So I’m not the only person who has seen you naked?”

“Sorry to break it to you. It’s not always nude though, sometimes it's lingerie or swimsuits, but I definitely don’t have my clothes on for most of the shoots.”

“You certainly have the body for it.”

Jisun blushed. “My roommate got me the job, she does the same thing. I wasn’t so sure about it at first, but then I realized then that my large breasts could work to my advantage, and it pays really well.”

Your thoughts raced of Jisun in various nude poses, baring herself for the world to see. It was at that moment that a loud beep came from the kitchen, signaling that tea was ready to be made.

“Be right back,” she said, heading to the kitchen to prepare the tea and came back right away.

“So, what about you?” Jisun asked as she sat back down.

“I’m a photographer. I haven’t been lucky enough to shoot erotic models though,” you said.

“How fun. Maybe someday you can take nude pictures of me.”

You could only dream of such a thing.

Another beep as Jisun excused herself, returning with two mugs of freshly brewed raspberry tea, handing you one, the delicious room flooding the room before you had your first sip.

“Careful, it’s hot.”

True to her word it was, but no less delicious, the aroma wafting and hitting your nostrils as you tasted it.

“Do you like being a model?”

“I love it,” she said without hesitation. “I love my body, I’m confident enough to stand in front of a mirror naked and be proud of what I see. I get to show the world that, have fun, and get paid to do it.”

“I’d love to see your work.”

“I’ve got some copies around here somewhere,” she said, bringing her mug to her lips and taking a loud sip.

“But I’ve got a better idea. I’ll be right back.”

Jisun headed out of the living room, bare feet walking up the black spiral staircase that led up to an unexplored area. You were left in silence, sipping on piping hot tea that warmed your throat as you waited for her return.

Not long after, Jisun came back into frame, standing at the top of the staircase in a very sheer black robe, loosely tightened that did little if anything to cover up her voluptuous body. She took slow purposeful steps down the staircase, her slender legs exposed through a slit in the robe as she took her time in making her way back down.

When her feet stepped off the last step she straightened her back, placing her hands on her hips and presented herself. You could see her breasts desperate to be freed once more, sporting more deadly cleavage as her small tight body was the perfect package of sexy and cuteness.

“Wow,” you said, your mind going blank as you were at a loss for words, putting your mug down on the coffee table.

“What do you think? This is what I wore for my last shoot,” she shyly said as she spun around, letting you see the glimpse of her bountiful backside.

“I think I need to see more,” you said, smirking as you tried not to salivate over her yummy body.

Jisun beamed in response, loosening the belt on her robe and letting it fall off her shoulders as it fell to the ground. She took a few steps towards you, letting you feast your eyes on the lacy pastel pink lingerie she had changed into, displaying all her delicious curves for you.

“You look so sexy, Jisun,” you said, as she sat back down on your lap, and you couldn’t take your gaze off her for a second, wrapping your hands around her waist.

“I really need to thank you again,” she warmly said, planting a kiss on your forehead.

Jisun stalled her words before continuing, placing her steaming mug next to your own.

“You took such good care of me,” Jisun said, initiating the kiss once more and pressing herself against you until both of your bodies were flat on the couch, your feet almost hanging off the edge.

“Hurry up and take this off,” she requested, pulling on your shirt, and you rushed to lift it off your body, tossing it on the ground. Jisun planted her soft lips down your body, starting with your neck, leaving a trail of kisses down your chest and your abdomen as she began unzipping your pants.

“I didn’t get a chance to suck your cock in the car,” she said, dragging your pants and underwear down to your ankles, resting a hand on your thigh as she pumped your shaft slowly.

“Mommy wants to take care of you now,” she said, staring into your eyes as she gave smooth delicate strokes from base to tip, working every inch of your throbbing shaft.

“Mommy?” you repeated.

“You’ll call me that won’t you, baby? It’ll really turn me on.”

“Of course, mommy,” you said, not hesitating for a second. Jisun’s eyes brightened and her heart skipped a beat as she laid down flat on her stomach, spreading your legs wide and rubbed your thighs.

Jisun puckered her lips and kissed the very tip of your cockhead, swirling her tongue around it, swiping against your leaking slit.

“Mommy...wants...to...pay...you...back,” she said, planting a wet kiss on your shaft after every word, smacking her lips against your flesh, leaving her wet mouth everywhere.

“You’re going to feel so good after I’m done with you, baby.”

Jisun gave your balls a tender squeeze, licking your shaft from base to tip, long delicate strokes of her tongue painting your cock as she explored every inch.

“Mommy can’t wait to make you cum again.”

The frantic licks around your shaft lowered, Jisun licking up and down your balls as she kissed her way back up, making sure not an inch of your shaft was left without feeling her soft lips.

Jisun knew you were more than ready, eager lips sliding alongside both sides of your needy shaft, running her tongue all over. When she reached your swollen head her soft lips wrapped around your shaft, sucking your tip gently as her cheeks hollowed, causing a gasp to leave your mouth.

She focused all of her attention on pleasuring you, moving just past your tip as it disappeared into her warm mouth, sucking on your shaft at her own deliberate pace.

“Fuck, mommy,” you said as Jisun began to bob her head up and down, lips sliding down halfway to your base and coming back up as her wet tongue played with the underside of your throbbing shaft.

Jisun’s dreamy eyes were etched onto yours, lifting her feet up into the air as she fondled your balls, gently massaging them as her mouth went as deep as she could, swallowing up every inch.

“That feels so good, mommy,” you moaned, feeling your shaft being coated in her warm saliva, as her slow pace continued, demonstrating she was no slouch when it came to her oral skills.

“I can tell. Mommy loves hearing you moan.”

Jisun took her sweet time, building you up slowly as you experienced a paroxysm of intense pleasure. Her warm wet mouth surrounded your throbbing needy shaft as she sucked every inch from base to tip, gently sliding up, and moving back down in smooth, carefully timed strokes.

You felt so many sensations throughout your body, unable to focus on any individual one as you stared up at the high ceiling for a moment, taking your eyes away from the oral assault between your thighs.

Your ears were filled with the wet sounds of Jisun slurping on your shaft, her tongue swirling around as her hands were kept busy, one hand resting on your thigh as her nails gently scratched your skin while the other caressed and played with your balls, making sure you were feeling as good as possible.

“M-mommy…” you whined, returning your focus to Jisun intensely pleasuring you, regretting looking back down at your crotch as it was quickly becoming too much to take.

Jisun didn’t back down, her delicious soft lips sliding down your length effortlessly, keeping those sparkling eyes on you and driving you absolutely insane, sucking off every inch of hard flesh as she caused endless moans from your mouth.

Your gasps and moans were music to Jisun’s ears as she parked her mouth at the end of your base for several seconds, tongue swirling in random patterns and you’re not sure how you didn’t immediately explode then and there.

She withdrew slowly but not without a few additional slurps, stroking your shaft gingerly as sat back up to her knees, positioning herself on the inside of your spread legs.

“You like mommy’s big tits, don’t you?” she asked, not that she didn’t already know the answer as she adjusted her lacy bra, making her breasts bounce.

“I love them, mommy.”

“Good,” she replied, taking your wet hard cock and sliding it under the fabric of her bra, trapped it between her soft pillowy breasts, causing your breath to get caught in your throat as you moaned loudly.

“H-holy fuck, mommy.”

Jisun didn’t say a word as her lips curled, spitting in between her cleavage repeatedly as she used her breasts to give devastating pleasure, grinding her chest against your shaft and causing friction.

Your shaft was being squeezed tightly by warm flesh as Jisun took you between her beautiful tits, just the sight of it overwhelming your senses. Her breasts felt so good as your shaft was sliding in and out of her delicious cleavage, aiding in lubrication by her saliva to keep the friction smooth as could be.

Jisun grabbed her breasts and squeezed them tighter, wrapping the delicate mounds of flesh around every inch of your throbbing shaft as you could only lie against the couch helpless, watching your shaft disappearing in the warm soft cavern of her amazing breasts.

“M-mommy I can’t take much more,” you cried out, feeling powerless to do anything but give in to her.

“It’s okay, baby. Mommy doesn’t want you to hold back, fuck these big tits until you explode. Can you do that for me, baby?”

“Y-yes, mommy.”

JIsun gave a bright expression on her features as your shaft was bombarded by so many sensations, warm suffocating flesh squeezing and massaging as you were thrusted into her cleavage, unable to escape her delicious large mounds as that aching feeling in your core snuck up again.

“M-mommy, I’m gonna cum!” you breathlessly said, Jisun’s bouncing breasts doing everything they could to send you over the edge.

“Cum for mommy.”

You couldn’t take anymore, with just a handful more pumps in between her large breasts you exploded, throbbing inside her cleavage and sent spurts of thick cum everywhere, landing on her delicious breasts and collarbone as you painted her body as she looked down proudly at you.

You felt your senses being attacked all at once as Jisun’s soft tits milked your cock, squeezing out every drop as your thick semen stained her skin, making sure you were granted as much pleasure as could take.

Your orgasm continued for several moments as Jisun freed your cock from her pillowy confines and stroked it, causing an uncontrollable twitch as she stroked it gently.

“You made such a mess all over mommy,” she said, rubbing your cum into her skin as it glistened, running a thumb against the sensitive underside of your cock as your whole body shook.

You caught your breath as you were able to come back down from your high still feeling the effects of your intense orgasm lingering through your body.

“You’re still hard, baby,” Jisun said, carefully working her fingers around your sensitive shaft.

“It’s because you turn me on so much, mommy.”

Jisun shyly smiled. “Good, that just means I get to drain your balls one more time. Let’s move to the bedroom.”

Jisun lifted herself off your body, helping you off the couch as she took you by the hand and led you up the dark spiral stairs into a nearby room that was unoccupied.

Her bedroom was cute and small, not unlike Jisun herself. Capturing the room’s focal point was a comfortable looking large bed, dark purple sheets with matching purple walls and light pink curtains that were drawn open, letting the moonlight in.

You didn’t have much time to admire the rest of the room as Jisun led you by your cock to the bed, and quicker than a hiccup she had unhooked her bra and slipped her panties off, lifting herself onto her mattress.

She scooted back onto the pillows, spreading her legs wide and letting you see the delicious pink flesh waiting for you as she flashed the most inviting eyes as she made a come-hither motion with her finger.

“Mommy wants to feel you inside again. Come fuck me.”

You never liked to keep a woman waiting, scurrying onto the bed between her spread legs, knees pressed firmly into her mattress. Gripping your shaft strongly you didn’t dawdle as you lined yourself up with Jisun’s heat, taking note of how wet her pink pussy had gotten as you slipped a finger inside her for just a second.

“Mommy is so wet,” you said, sucking the delicious juices off your finger.

“You should do something about that then, shouldn’t you, baby?”

You answered by pressing the swollen tip of your shaft inside her warmth, followed by the rest of you as Jisun was filled with hard flesh again, not having the patience to tease her.

Her beautiful moans filled the air, the slick lips of her tight cunt desperately clung to your shaft as you quickly formed a rhythm, gazing down at her body as her eyes were needy and thirsty for more.

You planned to do just that, grabbing her wonderful thighs and wrapping your arms around them as you bottomed her out with every thrust.

“Just like that, baby. Mommy likes it deep.”

Jisun lifted her arms up over her head, resting them onto her stack of pillows and letting you see an even better view of her breasts bouncing with every thrust. The pleasure was intense as your hips moved faster, Jisun’s delicious juices lubricating every inch of your hard shaft as you slid in and out of her warm hole with ease, feeling breathless as you fucked the cute busty woman.

“You fuck mommy so well, you like my pussy that much?” Jisun asked as you felt the need to increase your speed even more, endlessly thrusting balls deep in her tight petite frame.

“Y-yes, mommy, so fucking much...”

“That’s what I like to hear, baby. Keep fucking mommy just like this.”

Jisun’s honey voice instructing you just what to do escalated your arousal levels, putting you into an orgasmic trance as you kept her filled to the hilt, savoring the incredible warmth and wetness that never left your shaft.

“You feel so good, mommy,” you moaned, every inch of your sensitive shaft being squeezed by hot dripping flesh as you kept the fluid movements going, fucking Jisun’s tight perfect body as you began to feel the sweat misting on her flushed skin.

“Harder, baby. Can you make me cum again?” Jisun asked, biting her lip as you immediately gave in to her wishes, pistoning your hips in a way that made them smack against her luscious thighs, causing them to ripple.

“Of course, mommy.”

Your hands swapped from her thighs to her delicious waist, gripping her warm skin as you looked into her gorgeous features, increasing your pace even more and driving your shaft inside her from tip to base, loving the erotic stream of moans that escaped her sultry lips.

“Fuck, baby, you’re doing such a good job. Don’t stop, I’m almost there,” she said, squeezing her breasts as she pinched her nipples and it seemed the additional stimulation was her favorite way to climax.

“Cum for me, mommy, please cum for me,” you pleaded, watching the wonderful lustful expression on her face. It didn’t take much longer, every thrust inside her warm pussy causing her walls to pulsate harshly and in no time flat you had made her reach her peak again.

“Mommy’s gonna cum!” Jisun cried out, her back arching off the bed as she gripped the sheets with one hand, playing with her sensitive nipples with the other. Her toes curled into the mattress as she screamed with pleasure, soaking your shaft and the sheets underneath as she came even harder than her first orgasm in the car, the intensity running through her body as she struggled to see straight.

You kept the motions going through every last second of her strong orgasm, feeling her shaking in your arms as you didn’t stop fucking her for a second, dangerously close to following behind her.

“F-fuck, baby,” Jisun gasped out, eyes glazed over as she was able to regain her senses.

“You made mommy feel so good,” she said, struggling to breathe properly as her eyes closed for a moment, feeling lost in euphoria as she came down gracefully.

Her walls had squeezed your shaft so tightly, as if they were trying to steal your load early from your shaft as her thighs trembled in time with the aftershocks of her body. Your pace had lowered during Jisun’s climax, but you were ready to kick it back in full speed, giving the deepest strokes you could handle.

“Are you going to cum for mommy again? I can feel you throbbing so much.”

“Y-yes, mommy,” you said, feeling light-headed as your hands roamed bare skin, leaning forward to capture her plentiful breasts in your palms.

“Cum inside mommy. I don’t want it anywhere else,” she demanded, as your hips increased the range of motion, thrusting wantonly inside her dripping hot cunt, chasing your climax.

“Cum for me, baby. Cum inside me, fill me with another thick load. Please, baby, cum for mommy.”

Jisun’s thick thighs wrapped around your waist, letting you know that pulling out was not an option, not that you ever would have done so otherwise. Your thrusts sped up with more frequency, moving as fast and deep inside her warm inviting pussy as possible.

Your face was close enough to hers for your noses to touch, and you gave one her more chaste kiss as you felt that aching in your core that crept up on you, staring into each other's eyes and trying to extend your pleasure for as long as possible.

“Mommy, I’m cumming!” you cried out, as Jisun squeezed her thighs around your body tighter, making sure you were going to give her every drop.

You couldn’t even count the number of thrusts it took before you erupted, throbbing wildly into Jisun as you began filling her up, sending your warm cum into the depths of her pretty pussy, her soft walls seizing every spurt out of your shaft.

It was your third orgasm of the night and yet was the strongest one, each shot of cum deposited in Jisun accompanied desperate moans as you emptied your balls inside her, trying to fuck your creamy load as deep as it would go.

“You feel so warm, you came so much for mommy,” Jisun said, caressing the side of your face, her tired eyes still locked onto you.”

She still had her legs locked tight around you, refusing to let go and you were just as eager to stay in this position forever, your shaft drowning in the combined juices of each other.

Jisun made sure your balls were drained inside her fully before she loosened the grip of her, causing your twitching shaft to depart from her pussy. She lifted her legs and pressed them together to give you the most optimum view as your load leaked out of her pussy, dripping out little by little as she played with her creamy splayed lips.

Still trying to catch her breath Jisun pressed two fingers into her semen-soaked pussy, into the deepest part as she collected the mess you left inside her, bringing it to her lips and sucking them clean.

“You taste so good, baby,” she said, gesturing you to come over as you collapsed onto her sweaty body, using her breasts as the perfect pillow.

You rested on her body for several moments in silence, neither of you saying a word as you were able to feel her chest heaving, equally exhausted.

“Do you want to shower with me before we go for round three?”

“R-round three? I can barely move-”

“Jisun-unnie! We’re back home, we brought back chicken!”

“Shit!” Jisun muttered under her breath, staring at you like a deer caught in headlights as she found herself in a state of panic.

“They came home early?”

“Seems so, they certainly picked the worst time. I’ve never brought anybody home before.”

“Well...maybe we should take that shower now,” you suggested, as Jisun bowed her head in agreement.

“Good idea, it’s down the hall. Come on.”

The two of you scrambled down the hallway, entering a door on the left just in time as Jisun locked it tightly. She managed to turn the water on just in time as two women could be heard climbing up the staircase, stepping onto the second floor.

“Jisun-unnie?” one called out, curiously looking around the second floor. The lights in Jisun’s room were still on, clothes scattered around the floor that left a trail of evidence.

“Unnie should really learn to put up her clothes,” one of the women said, picking up one of the discarded garments and inspecting it.

“This isn’t her shirt.”

“I don’t think she wears boxers either,” the other woman said as she furrowed her brow.

The two women exchanged confused glances that turned into surprise, putting together the pieces one by one.

“She also never showers at night,” one woman said as they looked around the room.

“I didn’t see her car in the driveway when we pulled in...”

It didn’t take a detective to figure out what was going on, exchanging playful smirks on their faces.

“We should probably leave them alone…”

“But I wanna know who got in unnie’s pants!” one of them whined, a little too loud for comfort that could be heard through the shower. You and Jisun nervously stared at each other under the hot water, trying not to say a word.

“It’s not polite to be nosy, let’s give them some privacy.”

The two women headed back down the stairway, making their way down into the kitchen

“I think they went back downstairs,” you said, staring at Jisun’s soaped-up naked body.

“Are you sure?”

“No, but I don’t hear them talking anymore. Your walls are really thin.”

“Tell me about it. I had to buy a quieter vibrator, learned that the hard way,” Jisun said, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

“But now that we’ve gotten a little privacy…how about you fuck me against this wall? Think you can go again?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you the same thing?”

Jisun smirked devilishly, spinning carefully on her heels as she took up position behind the nearest glass pane.

“Don’t keep mommy waiting.”

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gyusfavlibra · 3 years

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YOU MAY NOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK ANYWHERE!!!

This is a imagine I made on my Wattpad that hasn't been released yet so I posted it here. @ivnasfilm is my wattpad btw!

Warnings: Fluff? Smut? Sexual interactions, language, cockblocking, Ward Cameron mentions, grinding, mentions of sex

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"Are your parents home?"

"No, they're at Thornton's for a couple hours."

"Sarah and Wheezie, too?"

"Yes," Rafe replied to his questioning girlfriend, Y/n. The duo have been dating for a year now. Y/n has been inside Rafe's house many times. She met him through her brother Kelce. He was pretty worried about it at first, but eventually Kelce would've had to get over it because Y/n is 18. She's a legal adult. She can do whatever the hell she wants.

They got closer by attending parties together, spending days at the country club, golf course. Sometimes even just sitting and talking at the beach. It was more than enough for both of them and they enjoyed it all. They made it official by attending Midsummers together. It was a pretty big deal to them since every single Kook would now know that Rafe Cameron officially had a girlfriend.

The first time she met Sarah, they hit it off pretty well. Did sleepovers, painted nails, read magazines about hot guys. Basically girly stuff. Even took fun trips on the Cameron's boat to get away from their boyfriends. They became best friends and truly loved each other's company.

Just like Rafe enjoyed Y/n's.

"Sooo, can I come inside?"

He leant his head back against the car seat. Staring at the girl who was sitting in the driver side of her vehicle. "Can you come inside?"

"Yeah, or- do you want me to?"

The mood in the car lightened as their talk became less questioning and more seductive. Y/n leaning over the center console, her breath hitting Rafe's face in all the ways he likes. Her hand reached over, brushing against his thigh.

"Do I even have to answer that?"

She shook her head at the Cameron before connecting their lips. Softly and gentle was how it was starting off, before Rafe placed his hand onto the zipper of her jeans.

"Not in here. Let's go inside."

"Okay."

The couple exited the car, Y/n making sure to lock it, and headed inside the house. Rafe using his own key to get indoors. They ran up the steps to Rafe's room, shutting the door behind them. Y/n removed her maroon crew neck, sitting herself on Rafe's bed as he removed his t-shirt.

He gently pushed her down sliding his heavier body between her legs. Leaving little kisses from her chest and up. He knew better than to give her hickeys on the neck because of Kelce so he avoided that.

His hand ran itself up and down her waist, giving it a small squeeze. They liked skin pressure. Tension. They began moving upwards, pushing under her cami top. A cropped tank that protected your breast if you didn't want to wear a bra. She tend to wear them often when around Rafe for these special purposes. And today, she just got lucky.

His thumb grazed the side of her breast. "Can I take this off?"

"Mhm."

"Hey Rafe, I need a the U-"

Before he could continue, Wheezie came barging through the door. Covering her eyes. Rafe groaned at the fact that his sister didn't knock. Knowing whenever the door is closed, you knocked.

"Wheezie, we talked about this-"

"I know. I'm sorry. I keep forgetting," she sighed. "Hi, Y/n."

"Hi, Wheez."

"What do you need? Why aren't you at dinner with dad and Sarah?"

"Halfway through the dinner, Rose threw up because Topper's parents made snail and she didn't like it. She made an excuse saying she was probably coming down with the flu. So we came back early."

"What did the Thornton's say?" Y/n asked. Intrigued by this hilarious story as Rafe put back on his shirt.

"Nothing. Just that we should head home just incase they could catch whatever it was."

"That sounds awesome!"

"Yeah, I know. Hey, wanna see the video."

"Oh absolutely," Y/n exclaimed, getting up from Rafe's bed. He sighed as he watched the two girls laugh at the gross vomiting. Althought part of him was glad Y/n was getting along with his little sister. "That's freaking gross. Cool. Like really cool. But gross."

"Yeah, i'm gonna upload it to my Instagram."

"Tag me?"

"Obviously."

"Awesome! Thanks."

Rafe stood. "So, what did you need?"

"I need the USB cord to connect my phone and laptop to upload the video in a file just in case dad and Rose make me take it down."

He huffed out his breath, walking over to his desk. He opened the top drawer, pulling out a mid-length white cord, handing it to his sister. She thanked him and tried to leave, but Rafe stopped her at the doorway. Death glaring her.

"I'm not gonna tell anyone. Chill out. Not like I wanna talk about it and picture it again."

"We weren't doing anything."

"I may be young, but I'm not stupid."

"She's got a point," Y/n agreed. Wheezie fist bumped her and left. Rafe shutting the door behind her. He turned to Y/n who just shrugged at the annoyed boyfriend of hers.

He smiled as he walked up to her, pushing his face close to hers. "Now, where were we?"

"You tell me."

He chuckled, the vibration against her lips sending chills down her whole body. He kissed her seductively like he did once before. This time Y/n pushed Rafe down onto the large bed, enough room for her to switch that position.

Her hands rested on his ribs as she grinded her clothed area against his member. A moan escaped her lips as a huff left his. The jeans in between them horrifying this exciting interaction.

She swayed her tongue and lips against his neck. His eyes rolling to the back of his head, letting out a grunt. She scooted down a few inches so she wasn't sitting directly on top of his belt.

"God, these pants got to go."

"So do yours."

She undid the strap of his waistline. Next thing was unbuckling his pants. She undid the button that lied above the zipper before grabbing the loose metal tab, pulling it down it's line.

"Rafe, dad needs you downsta- HOLY SHIT!"

"OH MY GOD," he groaned out loud. Y/n pushed herself off the dirty blonde, landing beside him. Sarah stood in the doorway, eyes covered, laughing.

"Stop laughing."

"You guys were totally about to do it," she sang as she pointed between them.

"Shut up, Sarah."

"Dad wants you. Said something about the golf course or country club. One of the two. I don't know," she shrugged as she sat beside Y/n. Rafe looked to his girlfriend.

"I'll be right back. You," he pointed to Sarah. "Be gone before i'm back."

"Will do, dickeroo."

Rafe left downstairs as Sarah turned to Y/n and smiled with eyebrows raised. "What are you staring at?"

"Uh...you. Were you guys about to have sex? Since when?"

"Well our first time together was months ago. Like 3 or 4."

"When we were first friends, you said you never planned on having it until you're married. Since when has that changed?"

She shrugged. "Since I met Rafe."

"You guys are too adorable. Well you, not him. Can't stand him."

"Yeah, I know. Sometimes I can't stand Kelce. I wanna kill him."

"Yeah, well let me get going before Rafe tries to kill me." (No pun intended)

She hugged Y/n before leaving the room, just as Rafe walked back in. This time locking the door before shutting it. "That is the last interruption for the night. I told everyone I was going to bed."

"Well, good cause I am trying to get my freak on," she laughed as he jumped back onto of her. Finishing what they've been trying to start.

Thanks for reading!!!

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risottoneroo · 4 years

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Between His Fingers, Chapter Two

a/n: so it looks like i’ll be updating weekly! this one is longer, and i hope u guys like it!

tags: @kakyoins-bang @i-mean-i--guess @spaceeballs @casketjuice

warnings: minors in a strip club, reader is disguised as a cocktail waitress, some very mild sexual content, mentions of Dio grooming(?) reader, stand fights, canon typical violence

chapter one

one year later

“Find the Joestars, huh?” You muttered under your breath. “Seems easy.”

You looked around the Saudi Arabian strip club you were currently disguised as a cocktail waitress for. The disguise was a leather tube dress, accentuating your curves and showing a little window between your tits. It didn’t disguise the scars high on your back, covering your shoulders in a crude impression of wings. Your Stand, in materializing, had seared its wings onto your back forever. Your scars didn’t bother you.

You were still more than pretty, and decidedly more confident. In just one year, you’d gotten very good at seduction and deception. Dio was a good teacher. You’d practiced in clubs just like this, finding men and making them buy you pretty things, before leaving without so much as a phone number. You were well known in Cairo for this trick. Dio knew how to get his way, and now, so did you. He’d been reluctant to let you leave his mansion, but it was necessary to get rid of the Joestars.

He didn’t like you smoking, and only let you do it in the bars you frequented to make money off stupid men. Your loyalty to Dio was such that you were even trying to stop that habit, but in this dark, hazy club, it was hard to not want a fucking cigarette. You took a deep breath and scanned the crowd.

Dio had said they’d be the tallest and worst dressed people there. You held back a snort. Like Dio had room to pass judgement on who was worst dressed. Regardless, the group you were focused on was definitely the tallest. Worst dressed? Debatable. Highly so. It wasn’t well lit in here, and they were a few yards away, but the biggest one was wearing some kind of school uniform. It looked tight, but he also looked very good in it. He looked bored, a cigarette dangling from his lips and surrounding them in smoke. Fuck.

The next one was a redhead, with long, messy hair. His outfit was far from messy, being a much tidier school uniform. He looked uptight, but he was still pretty cute. He looked as if he was trying to communicate to the other man there that he didn’t want to be there. It was too loud for you to hear anything, the bass pounding in your chest.

The last man was definitely the worst dressed. Even compared to Dio. A black shirt with one strap, slicked up hair, and white pants with boots? Wow. There was a lot of bad taste in that package. He looked drunk to top it off, and was laughing at the redhead.

You started to make your way over. As you came closer, their conversation became audible over the bass.

“Come on, Kakyoin, lighten up! Have a little fun!”

“We shouldn’t be here. It’s too public. Especially with the blood bond, Dio definitely tracked us here.”

You stifled a laugh, coming up to sit on their table. You put on a bubbly, airheaded front and said, “Who’s Dio, handsome?”

The redhead glowered. “Nobody.”

The biggest one snorted and flicked his cigarette ash behind the seat. You smiled charmingly. “Well, can I get you any drinks, boys?”

The one with slicked up hair nodded, already staring at your legs. The redhead seemed to be trying not to look at your tits, but failing miserably. He was blushing madly. The tall, dark haired one was impassive. He glanced you up and down. “A beer for me. I don’t care what kind. The drooling one gets water. Eh! Polnareff!”

The worst dressed of the bunch managed to tear himself away from your legs and look at the tall one. “Oui, JoJo?”

“Jojo” sighed and pulled his hat over his eyes. “Yare yare daze.”

You perked up. “Are you Japanese?”

He nodded. The redhead nodded with him, and said, “We both are. Japanese students.”

Time to gush. You gasped. “That’s so cool! What’s your names?”

The redhead glanced at his friends and smiled at you. He seemed to be warming up to you, which was good. “I’m Noriaki Kakyoin, that’s Jotaro Kujo, and the drunk one over there is Jean Pierre Polnareff.”

You had identified them from Dio’s descriptions by now, but he was cute. Kujo was the one with the most dangerous Stand, though they were all very powerful, and Kakyoin and Polnareff were both deserters from Dio. That couldn’t stand.

You opened your mouth to say something else, and Jotaro got tired of it. “Eh, woman. Get us our drinks already.”

You smiled and stood up, walking over to him and straddling his lap. He averted his eyes, grumbling. Polnareff whooped. “Get it, Jojo!”

Kakyoin chuckled at him. Your smile turned to a smirk. “Now, is that any way to speak…”

You ground down on his lap and whispered in his ear, “To a fellow Stand user?”

Jotaro stiffened against you, becoming a wall of flexed muscle. His hands closed on your neck, and you smirked. “First mistake, Kujo… My Stand isn’t limited by me.”

A wing flicked out from your back. It threw Kakyoin and Polnareff against the wall. Kakyoin hit with a grunt and crumpled, and Polnareff went limp on impact. Your Stand’s hands materialized around Jotaro’s throat, burning through his skin. Its other pair of arms materialized around his wrists, searing skin and burning into his flesh. He cried out, not expecting the heat of your Stand. His grip slackened, and you pushed off him and jumped a few yards away. The music had stopped and people were fleeing the club at the first sign of trouble. You smirked. “You might be fast, but nothing can stop the holy light of my Stand, Angel of Judgement. It suggests the Judgement card in the tarot deck, and it will not rule in your favor, Kujo. My name is Y/N. You’d better remember that when you’re begging for mercy.”

His hand was on his neck, feeling the burns. “How is your Stand tangible, woman?”

You said, “It’s not. My Stand has harnessed ultraviolet light and radiation. It radiates the light of Heaven, and that light is still intangible, even if it sears your flesh, Kujo.”

It materialized behind you, and Jotaro squinted. It didn’t make any sense. It was almost as humanoid as Star Platinum, but much more graceful and angelic in appearance. It… No. She had four arms, three heads, and uncountable wings, pinwheeling around it like a halo. Her body was covered in countless eyes, opening, closing, blinking, glowing. It shone with an unimaginable radiance, lighting up the dingy club and setting the tables close to it aflame. Staring at it was giving him a headache. He shook his head and looked away. The moment it saw him turn away, it attacked. Your Stand grabbed his jaw and slammed him into the wall. He slumped to the floor, hand shaped burns littered on his body and his head bleeding onto the floor. You licked your lips. “Damn, Kujo. I’d hoped for more. Where’s that famous Stand of yours?”

He looked up and coughed. “As the old man says, ‘The moment an enemy starts to gloat about victory, they have already lost.’ Where is my Stand, you ask? Behind you, bitch.”

You gasped and whipped your Stand around, but Star Platinum was already there. Its fist crashed into your Stand’s jaw, and your vision went black.

You woke up in a hotel bed, with warm sheets over you. You sighed and stretched before remembering what had happened last night. Shit. Where were you? You got up and looked around. It was a hotel room with two large beds, one of which was made neatly and one of which you had just gotten out of. You heard something faintly. Muffled conversation was happening outside. You crept to the door to listen. The redheaded one was talking. Kakyoin? Yeah. “You removed it?”

Jotaro spoke. “Of course I did.”

Kakyoin breathed a sigh. “Good. She’s no longer a threat?”

Jotaro must have shrugged. Kakyoin spoke again. “Her name again?”

Jotaro huffed an irritated breath. “Y/N. I told you. She told you. Yare yare daze...”

Kakyoin must have nodded.

You noticed you felt different, and immediately touched your forehead. No flesh bud, only a bandage. You sighed, then noticed you were in a long shirt, your bra, and underwear. You shrieked. Someone had seen you naked. Your scream brought in the two inhabitants of the room, Jotaro and Kakyoin. Kakyoin looked frazzled. “What’s wrong?”

You stood up. Oh. Fuck, they were tall. Standing tall, you reached Kakyoin’s shoulder, and Jotaro was at least half a foot taller than him.

It didn’t matter. You mustered up your courage. “Where are my clothes?”

Kakyoin glared at Jotaro, who looked even more stoic. “I told you she wouldn’t be happy about us undressing her.”

Jotaro glanced at you, pulling his hat down. “Yare yare. We thought you’d be more comfortable like this.”

You glared at him. “Where are my clothes?”

Kakyoin pointed to the armoire. You pulled out your clothes and your bag, which you supposed someone else had grabbed. You went into the bathroom, feeling considerably irritated. You pulled on a pair of shorts, and a tank top from your bag. You stared in the mirror. You looked decent, except for the bruise on your jaw from Jotaro.

Fuck, you wanted a cigarette. You took a deep breath. Stay calm.

You went back out, carrying your bag and the shirt they’d dressed you in. “Whoever owns this shirt can have it back.”

Jotaro reached and took it. You shook your head and chuckled a bit. Kakyoin looked confused. “What’s funny?”

You smiled. “You two are hopeless with women, huh?”

Kakyoin flushed. “Uh.…well.”

He scratched the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. “Yeah.”

You walked to him and craned your neck up to see him. “It’s okay.”

You put your hands on his shoulder to pull him down, and kissed his cheek, then did the same to Jotaro. Kakyoin flushed bright red. Jotaro grumbled. “Yare yare daze.”

He pulled his hat down to hide his blush. You laughed at him. He glared at you through his flushed cheeks. “Watch it, woman.”

Kakyoin hid a smile. Jotaro turned away and walked out the door. Before he left, he turned back, refusing to look directly at you. “The old man wants to talk to you.”

He slammed the door behind him. Kakyoin smiled at you and mussed your hair. “I think he likes you.”

You glared at him. “Don’t be dumb, Kakyoin.”

Kakyoin laughed. “Call me Noriaki. Nobody else does.”

You frowned at him. “That doesn’t make sense.”

Kakyoin blushed. “Well, I…”

You cocked your head. “Whatever you say, Noriaki.”

You walked after Jotaro. Kakyoin stared after you. He’d been joking about Jojo, but he was starting to realize that he himself really liked you.

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marvels-writings · 4 years

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Okay so I wanna request something for carol x reader but I know u write a lot for that pairing so I don’t want to pressure you into writing more. Basically if u don’t wanna do this I totally get it. The request is basically carol and the reader being put in situations by the avengers that have them in extremely close proximity, that leaves them flustered cuz they’re both crushing hard on each other. You choose the context of the situations I love your work so much

A/N: Jesus you made me flustered anon, anyway i did like a few different scenarios, then the last one they finally kissed after all the tension. And i wasn’t sure what gender to make it so since im female, i wrote female pov, im so sorry if you wanted male pov.. (also i feel like such a dork sitting on my bed in a sweater and sweatpants typing for a tumblr blog, shhh don’t tell anyone i’m an actual dork irl)

“Shit,” You muttered, quickly putting back the dress you were planning to try on in the changing room.

You wore your favorite sweatshirt and high waisted black leggings over a dark colored fav/color t shirt and had your hair into a high ponytail with strands coming out of the sides to frame your face. Carol wore her signature leather jacket, a black tank top with thick straps and black smokey jeans. The tank top was a bit tighter than usual, she had her medium length hair down and was constantly pushing it back from her face.

You and Carol had decided to go shopping together for fun, but somehow, someone you absolutely hated, your ex, managed to show up at the same mall. In the same shop, and currently in the same changing room.

“What happened?” Carol asked worriedly, putting back the dress she was about to make fun of.

“HIDE!” You practically shouted, pushing her into the nearest empty changing room in an attempt to escape.

Once inside the changing stall, which was a bit too tiny for one person, let alone two, you quickly closed the door. You backed up against the door, leaning your body against it, letting out a breath of relief.

Until you noticed how close you were to Carol. The two of you were practically pushed up against each other in the small changing room, Carol was more confused than ever, you were more flustered than ever.

You’d be lying if you said you only thought of Carol as a friend, you didn’t know she felt the same.

“Care to explain?” Carol asked, a light blush covering her face as she tried to back up to cross her arms, then finding there wasn’t enough room. There was barely a few inches between your bodies, not nearly enough for Carol to cross her arms without touching you.

“Basically someone I really,” You paused to take in a breath and to stop how flustered you were getting. “Really don’t like just came into the same changing room and I don’t want to deal with them.” You debated whether to open the door or not, deciding to wait for a few minutes.

“Let me guess, your ex?” She asked, keeping her voice softer as not to attract the attention of whoever you were trying to avoid.

“Yep, we ended on really bad terms,” You answered, then added. “Mainly because I wanted to become an Avenger and she didn’t want me to become one, she stormed out.”“And you let her?” Carol questioned, raising an eyebrow. You bobbed your head from side to side, debating an answer.

“Can’t really date someone who wants to control your life.” You commented, then decided to avoid the conversation entirely and get out of here. “I think she’s gone.” you said, after you didn’t hear any footsteps.

The two of you got out without further incident, just a few questions about your previous relationship from Carol. If only the changing room had been a bit bigger you could stop blushing.

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“Really Natasha?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at the unbelievable small room.

You were on a mission with Carol, Natasha and Clint. Clint and Nat decided to share a room, mainly to try to get you with Carol, but they claimed to know each other better than you. Forcing you to share a room with Carol.

Somehow, they got the amazing room with two double beds and a kitchen with a working microwave. And you and Carol got the tiniest room in the motel, with the TV right in front of the only single bed, a closet next to it and a table and a small kitchen right next to that.

“It was the only room they had.” Natasha defended, taking her things into her room. Clint walked in behind her, winking at you before closing the door.

“Let’s just deal with it.” Carol stated, heading into the impossibly small room and throwing her duffel bag on the bed before flopping down, her t shirt riding up above her high waisted jeans slightly.

You sighed and headed in as well, trying to avoid looking at the now exposed skin. You wore a simple sweatshirt, jeans and a t shirt under it. You pulled your sweatshirt off over your head and threw it at Carol for fun, after you saw her eyes flick away from you.

“What was that for?” She joked, picking the sweatshirt off of her face.

“For hogging the whole bed,” You commented, pushing her duffel bag to the side of your bed, then putting your bag next to it. “Scoot.”

Carol scooted over on the single bed, she was now on the edge but there still wasn’t enough room for you to sit without touching her or falling off. You sat in the middle of both, your body barely touching hers and your leg almost falling off the bed.

“I don’t bite you know.” She commented, slightly offended at the way you were keeping your distance as she grabbed the remote for the TV.

You grumbled something before scooting over into her side, your arm touching hers lightly, you crossed your ankles on top of each other, your thigh brushing against Carol’s.

This was going to be a long trip.

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You’d fallen asleep in your jeans while watching TV, your head leaning on Carol’s shoulder. Carol had fallen asleep as well, her arm wrapped around your shoulders and her head leaning on top of yours.

You awoke with a start, when some scream from a horror movie came on, causing Carol’s head to drop. She looked at you with an angry pout, causing you to laugh. You glanced at the alarm clock and saw it was well past 11.

“We should probably get to sleep.” You said, stretching your arms and yawning loudly, you didn’t notice Carol watching you before switching off the TV.

“Yeah, I’m going to the bathroom.” She said before getting up and going into the tiny bathroom.

You watched her go, before deciding you couldn’t sleep in jeans and needed to change for bed. You leaned off the bed, grabbing some sweatpants and an oversized sweatshirt and a t shirt for sleeping.

Deciding it was a better idea to just change here than to wait for Carol to come out of the bathroom, you quickly changed into your sweatpants. As you pulled your sweatshirt over your head, you didn’t hear the flush or the sound of the bathroom door opening before taking off your t shirt as well.

“I didn’t know I was at a strip club.” Carol commented, before quickly turning around so you could change.

Your eyes widened in shock as you turned around, in nothing but sweatpants and a bra. Carol was still turned around, staring at the plain wall.

Quickly putting your shirt on, now with a prominent blush on your face, you tried to stutter out a reply. You heard her chuckle slightly and cleared your throat.

“I was changing, I’m gonna use the bathroom.” You stated, heading in the bathroom and closing the door with a slam. You heard her laugh from the other side.

When you came out, she had also changed into black sweatpants and a comfy looking oversized army green sweatshirt. Carol was lying down on the bed. Arms folded beneath her head on the pillow as she hogged the entire bed.

“Should I just build a blanket fort on the floor or…?” You asked with a smirk on your face as you closed the bathroom door behind you.

“This is literally the only blanket.” Carol stated, picking up the flimsy blanket between her forefinger and her thumb without looking at you.

“I’m assuming room service won’t be working overtime.” You commented, putting your used clothes back in your bag as carol scooted over.

“They definitely won’t be working overtime to build you a blanket fort.” She commented, you laughed and sat down beside her.

“Well I’m sleeping, on this tiny bed.” She said, yawning then lying down facing with her back to you. “If you fall off it’s not my fault.”

You laughed, then lay down beside her, facing the ceiling, one arm behind your head. You lay there for a few minutes, just thinking. Carols breathing evened out after a few minutes, indicating she was asleep.

You smiled slightly at how comfortable she was around you. Honestly, you were terrified if you said anything, you’d lose the friendship you had with her.

Still lost in thought, you started to fall asleep, turning away from carol and pulling the blanket closer.

Just before you fell asleep, you felt Carol turn around and wrap one arm around your waist, still fast asleep. Making it even harder to fall asleep, on this mission, the only thing you learnt was how to fall asleep while being impossible flustered.

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In the morning, you woke up with your hand in carols hair, both of her arms wrapped around your waist. Your bodies too close for either of you to not be flustered. Her face was snuggled into the crook of your neck.

“Wow, I’ve got to say that’s not what I expected.” Clint remarked, leaning his arm against the doorway, in complete gear for the mission.

“What?” You asked groggily, half awake as you turned to see him and natasha in the doorway, nat had her eyebrow raised in surprise.

You frowned before turning back into the pillow, then you realized how close you were to Carol. Your hand was still in her hair, she was about to wake up.

Bad reflexes caused you to panic and scramble away, falling off the bed as a result. Carol had little to no idea how she’d woken up, but a loud thud contributed to it as well as laughter.

Confused, she looked around and leaned off your side of the bed to find you angrily glaring at Nat and Clint on the ground.

“Comfy down there?” She asked groggily, still having no idea what just happened. You tried your best to glare at her through your blush, failing miserably.

“If you two are done,” Nat began, smirking at the two of you in full spy gear. “We need to get a mission done.”

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The mission itself was going really well, everyone had gotten the intel out, you and Carol had somehow injured yourself. You had a terribly twisted ankle and Carol had a large gash from where a knife had cut her.

Currently, you were both in the med bay, you’d come back to the compound after the mission. Dr. Cho had finished attending to the two of you and left, you and Carol had stayed, talking about the mission and didn’t really notice the time fly by. Now, it was 10:30, and for some reason, the lab doors were locked.

“Damnit.” You cursed, finally giving up on trying to pry open the doors.

“It’s fine, Cho would find us in the morning.” Carol comforted, sitting on one of the beds.

“True,” you said, sitting down next to her, letting your feet dangle below you. “There’s worse people to be stuck with in a med bay.” You commented.

“I’m honored?” Carol joked, turning to face you.

You laughed, then looked at her, tilting your head to the side slightly as you observed something.

“What?” She asked, mirroring your action.

“I never really noticed how pretty your eyes are.” You stated simply, Carol’s eyes widened at the sudden compliment and looked at the ground.

“Um, thanks.” She said, now flustered as she stared intently at the ground.

“Carol,” You said, she looked up at you. “Can I, can we talk about something?” You asked.

“I mean there’s not much else to do,” Carol commented, you smiled slightly despite the anxiety building up in your chest. “So sure.”“Look I know you’re my best friend and everything,” You began, running a hand through your hair as you looked anywhere but Carol. “But I’m getting feelings for you, not just like those normal i-want-to-kill-my-best-friend-feelings,”

Carol laughed slightly at that, despite the blush starting to spread across her face. You continued to stressfuly ramble as you tried to explain your feelings for her, ignoring the small loving smile on her face.

Your rambling was suddenly cut off by a pair of lips on yours, Carol’s lips on yours. Your eyes widened in shock. Nervous at your response, Carol started to pull away but you quickly pulled her back, relishing in the moment.

Her hands came up to cup your face, one of your hands was in her hair, both pulling each other into the kiss. It was basically all the tension from, well, everything, released at once.

The kiss was more than either of you had imagined, but both of you needed air. Finally pulling away, breathless and flustered, you couldn’t help but smirk and comment on it.

“I guess there are worse people to be stuck with in a med bay.” Carol laughed, happier than ever.

A/N: feedback is amazing but i just realized, I WENT SO OVERBOARD WITH THIS REQUEST I’M SO SORRY IT’S SO LONG.

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ashitpos-t · 4 years

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The Touch Of Your Lips

Chapter 4 of my Husk x Fem!Reader on my AO3 account.

CW: Murder, Suggestive Themes, and Alcohol

You faintly smiled into the sheets, letting out a deep breath you didn't know you were holding in. Slowly sitting up, your hand fumbled up to your bra straps clinging to your back, fumbling with the clasps until you got the underwear off, your baggy sweatpants following closely along onto the floor just next to your bed.

You re-positioned yourself, snuggling your face into the pillows of your bed, hand tugging on your lamps string, turning off your rooms lights.

Fluttering your eyes open, you looked up to see the black mass of night, glancing over to your open window, what must have been a thousand sparkling lights staring back at you from the city, honks from cars speeding down freeways complimenting the bustle of the city.

You hated to admit it, but sometimes hell didn't seem half bad, when you weren't doing god awful performances, that is.

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You got up with a small start, arm shooting over your head to stretch from the long, lumbering sleep you had just experienced. Hell's bright sun was diffused by passing clouds, the dappled lighting dancing onto your more than tired features, a faint smile accompanying the tiredness at the sight.

Sure, hell had blood red skies, shit clubs, and even shittier people, but it had been your home for decades, if you could even call it that.

You sighed as you slipped out of bed, eyeing the bathroom that you swiftly stepped into, turning on the skin to let the warm water run over your hands, before splashing some onto your face, your free hand searching for the face wash you earnestly needed. After grabbing the bottle, you scrubbed your face of any dirt that had accumulated over the previous day, a refreshing scent of lavender wafting from the suds.

You breathed into your palms, sink now off, as you padded for the hand towel, eyes sealed shut when you finally dabbed the water free from your face.

You blinked, looking at your appearance in the mirror, hands quickly traveling under your sink, gripping the curling iron you planned to use on your hair, eager on giving it some kind of volume. You plugged in the iron, deciding to do your makeup as it heated up.

You trotted to your vanity, turning on its bright lights before you, sat comfortably on your vanity's stool. Opening you bag of makeup to pick out concealer, mascara, and lip gloss, you definitely weren't going for a glam look today, why would you? It's not like any of the inhabitants of the hotel would care, if anything, they urged you to feel at home, thought it made you feel better, or something like that.

You quickly applied the concealer to your under eyes, removing the unsightly bags from a relatively poor nights sleep, you couldn't even remember the last night you slept well. Next, you grabbed your mascara, lightly flicking your wrist just on your eyelashes, applying thin amounts of product to them. Lastly, you unscrewed your lip gloss, smearing the product to your lips elegantly, making sure to reach every surface, finalizing it with a satisfying pop of your lips.

A small beep knocked you out of your trance, and you immediately registered it to be your curling iron.

You stood, placing the sealed gloss onto the table, your small tail swaying with anticipation as you entered the bathroom, you have always had fun doing your hair, for whatever reason, you just found it, therapeutic, in a strange sense.

Hand gripping the iron, you sectioned off a piece of hair, carefully wrapping it around the heated metal, giving it a few seconds before letting go to reveal a curl that bounced in your sudden recoil. You smiled, happy at the outcome. With a tail wag, you continued to curl the rest of your hair, sending a comb to dissipate the sheer volume of the hairstyle, just to be left with beachy waves, definitely a win in your book. You smiled at the mirror, satisfied with your hair and makeup, which funnily enough, would be the most formal thing out of your outfit, never mind how blatantly casual it was. You had already planned out to wear grey sweatpants and a white tank top for the day, you almost always wore something similar to that, and decided that today wasn't any different from the previous.

You walked over to your closet, pushing open the sliding mirrored doors to see an array of different colored garments you've worn on many a different occasion. Your fingers lingered over the outfit you had planned, carefully grabbing a hold of the clothes before closing the closet once again.

Your manicured nails traced over the seams of of your comfy attire, you smiled to yourself, carefully undressing your striped pajamas from your body before slipping on your outwear, honestly excited for the day at hand. Your tail wagged and your ears perked at the happiness, your hand outstretching to the door nob, turning it before closing it behind you, quickly locking the door before prancing to the elevator.

You walked in, a small smile painted onto your face as you pressed the button for the first floor, the elevator jolting before descending to your destination. The elevator skidded to a stop, its worn out light flickering madly before returning to its normal function. The doors slammed open, and you stride out, being especially mindful of its snapping doors.

"Good morning!" a female voice greets, prompting you to look over to the sound.

Charlie was waving to you boisterously from the kitchen, while Vaggie waved faintly, a small smile on her face, which you quickly returned.

Just behind the pair, you spied two tufts of black and red fur which you instantly recognized to be Alastor's ears, glancing over to your right, you saw Husk sitting at the glass coffee table, staring mindlessly at the tv as he scooped cereal into his mouth. You smiled, glad you could eat with everyone, but before you grabbed yourself a bowl of cereal, you walked to Charlie, keen on asking her a question.

"Good morning Charlie," you grinned, tapping her shoulder, "would you mind if I got myself some breakfast?"

She smiled, "oh of course of course! Feel free to get anything you'd like!" she enthused, Vaggie nodding along, albeit less interested.

You walked past the two into the kitchen, seeing Alastor frying a few eggs by the stove, as you grabbed a bowl and spoon from their respective cabinets. Alastor simply side eyed you, seeming as though he didn't particularly see the point in greeting you, the way his somehow unenthused smile looked to be slightly lessened told you all you needed to know.

You felt a shiver roll down your spine due to his gaze, yet you tried your best to not show it, instead distracting yourself with what cereal to get. Scanning the array of different boxes and bins of cereal, you pondered which one to choose, and ended up deciding on a sugary, marshmallow filled cereal.

You smiled to yourself, walking over to the fridge for some milk, just to quickly take it out of the fridge and pour some into your bowl, all the while feeling the crisp coolness of the milk jug against your skin.

"Going somewhere?" you jumped at the voice, your head snapping to the source, only to see Alastor eyeing you.

You laughed, pushing down your nervousness with a smile, "oh- oh no! I'm just thought it'd be nice to pretty up for the day, have to be prepared for tomorrow, I have a recording to catch" you finished, knowing you weren't particularly convincing.

He nodded, seeming to brighten up at the thought of whatever possible entertainment you participated in, "Marvelous!" he flourished, "I do adore singing myself!" he paused, "You do sing, correct?"

You nodded, putting a strand of hair behind your ear, you never much liked talking about yourself and occupation, "It's nothing too big, not even sure if it's going on the radio," you lied.

He grinned over to you, your last remark obviously going over his head, his excitement beaming over your lie.

Before he could ask you any other questions, you resumed making your breakfast, quickly returning the jug to its place into the hotels fridge.

You looked down to your bowl of cereal, admiring the way the marshmallows swirled into the milk, dying the milk delightful shades of blues, pinks, and reds. The plainness of it made you realize how downright strange your life had become, it was weird before, but it was on a whole different level now. You lived with one of the strongest overlords in hell who was cooking eggs in the kitchen with an apron on, the princess of hell and her girlfriend, the most popular pornstar in hell, an eccentric cyclops cleaner, and an alcoholic, cat demon gambler. You smiled at the thought, looking up and scanning the room, genuinely admiring the demons you lived with. Half of them were assholes, drug addicts, cannibals, and downright crazy, but you weren't much different. You weren't adverse to smoking, drinking, and even selling out your body to other demons.

You admired these shit people, they all were strangely good people, even if their sin outweighed their virtues.

"Quit spacin out an sit," a grumbling voice said, just below you.

You snapped out of your thoughts, looking down to see Husk glaring up at you, his spoon sitting in his cereal bowl.

"Oh! I'm sorry," you sat down next to him, crossing your legs to be eye level with him, "I was just uh, zoning out."

He grumbled a curse or two under his breath, his brows knit together as he continued to eat his cereal, looking up to the tv.

A small smiled painted onto his features, he was obviously putting a tough guy look on, the gleam in his eyes showing his true intentions.

You scooped a big spoonful of cereal into your mouth, looking up to the tv, wondering what weird program was on, "Uh," you gestured your spoon towards the tv, cereal in your mouth, "whats this about?"

He glanced over to you, "Just some hick show about beating the shit out of other demons? I'm not too fucking sure either," he responded, his claw gesturing towards the tv, seemingly unimpressed.

You laughed a bit at his words and hand movements, finding his description to be a bit funny.

He only grumbled in return, quickly shoveling the cereal into his mouth, prompting you to do the same, effectively mimicking him.

You saw a small smile on his face in your peripherals, whether it was from your laughter or the show didn't matter, you never saw him happy, and for whatever reason that made you happy too.

Before you knew it, you had finished the cereal, an empty spoon reaching your mouth alerted you to your finishing, you had become enamored in the show, becoming invested in the main character, his name being Davis or something of the other.

You chuckled at yourself, looking over to see husk had finished as well, and without a second thought, you grabbed his bowl and stood, keen on heading to the sink.

Husk looked up to you, surprise written on his face, "Ya don't have to get that for me," you smiled down at him, "yea, but I want to."

He looked like he wanted to say more, but he shut his mouth, crossing his arms before hoisting himself onto the couch behind him, letting you do the work.He looked like he wanted to say more, but he shut his mouth, crossing his arms before hoisting himself onto the couch behind him, letting you do the work.

With pointed steps, you motioned towards the sink, eyeing the numerous dishes laying before you, and with an abrupt sigh, you left yours with the rest of the bunch, not too keen on cleaning the mountain of dishes.

You turned back around to the lobby, seeing Husk lounging on the couch and Angel finally making his way down the stairs, yawning into his hot pink gloved hand, while Charlie and Vaggie still sat at the kitchen table, talking about something you didn't care to ask about. An idea popped into your head, or better yet, a pang of guilt, it had just occurred to you that you weren't even paying Charlie for letting you stay here, much less work at the hotel.

You started for Charlie, giving her shoulder a quick tap, "Hey Charlie, is there anything I can do to help out? I mean, I'm not really doing much today," you trailed off, looking over to the side.

She perked up at your offer, smiling up at you, "I'm so glad you asked! I actually need to get some groceries, if you wouldn't mind." you nodded along.

She pulled a long piece of paper out of her bag, spanning over two regular sheets of printer paper, all jam packed with food items and other miscellaneous objects. The sheer length made your face go pale, you swallowed.

"Can i get some help with that?" you quickly said, pointing to the paper.

Her head quirked to you, her expression saying she thought it was a reasonable amount, she shrugged, "Hey Angel?" she started, "what?" he groaned in response, sounding tired, "Can you help y/n out with grocery shopping?" He groaned loudly, obviously not wanting to help.

"But I've got woooooork," he dragged out, spreading himself over the couch, his head falling to his face, nearly swooning.

Charlie held back a sigh, knowing Angel would try to avoid anything that helped others out, "Hey Husk?" she called hesitantly, "Do you mind helping?" You heard a quick grumble, followed by Husk standing up off the couch with his arms crossed, making an effort to walk over to the three of you slower than usual.

"I'll do it," he looked to the side, before pointing to you, "but yer gonna owe me a solid, got that?" you nodded, not caring too much on whatever it would be.

Charlie smiled at Husk helping out, her expression saying she didn't expect him to even get off the couch.

You glanced over to his slouched being, noting his grumpy face and overall disposition, you almost felt guilty making him come along to the store with you.

Charlie handed the long list to you, just before grabbing a golden card from her pocket, "Here's the list," she waved the card in the air before handing it to you, "and the hotels business card! Maybe you can get yourself something," she smiled.

Your jaw hung in shock at the gold laced card, shimmering in the light, "Charlie I- are you sure?" she nodded happily, quickly turning to Vaggies side after your talk.

You stood there dumbfounded, glancing over to Husk who looked just as confused as you, neither of you knew the hotel even had a business account, let alone a card. The two of you walked to the hotels doors, quick to shuffle out into the gloomy streets of hell.

"So," you started, looking to your left and right in search of a grocery store, "you got any idea where a store is?" Husk only shrugged in response, he obviously wasn't very familiar with the place either.

You sighed, plunging your hand into your pocket in attempts to find your phone, and thankfully, you found it promptly.

Opening your phone, you scrolled to goregle, typing in the nearest grocery stores that were in your area, finding a few that were only a block or two away.

"Alright, I found a store two blocks away, we might as well just walk over there," Husk nodded, seemingly not caring too much about the whole ordeal, it just seemed like he wanted to be out of there as soon as possible, but you couldn't quite blame him, it wasn't like you were friends, you barely even knew each others names.

You looked over to him, quick to notice his tightly knit brows, slouched posture, and his eyes glued to the floor, you honestly felt bad, you never much liked annoying people, or making them do things they didn't want to. You hoped he was doing this of his own personal accord, rather than only going just to get something out of you, but you really couldn't tell, as you were never very good at deciphering anyone's true intentions, especially demons you were unfamiliar with.

Husk glanced over to you, only to meet your own eyes, and upon noticing this, the two of you broke eye contact almost immediately, both unwilling to make the other uncomfortable, or even seem weird by having any kind of interest in each other. By that notion, you decided to pick up the pace, not walking only slightly faster than before, mainly in attempts to get to your destination faster and avoid any kind awkward interaction.

You'd be a liar to say you weren't embarrassed, you certainly didn't mean to stare, you just wanted to understand what was going in his head.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, looking over to see Husk gesturing to the right of you two, "This is it, right?" your gaze directed to his claw, alerting you to the large building in front of you.

You nodded, and scanned over the list, a grimace becoming apparent on your face, "Uh, why don't you grab a shopping cart too," you said, grabbing a shopping cart for yourself, setting the list into the small basket in the cart.

He grumbled in response, clearly annoyed that he had to grab his own cart, yet he obliged anyways, grabbing a cart in compliance.

You looked over the list Charlie had given you, seeing the large array of foods, drinks, and necessities for the hotels rooms, "Alright," you hummed, "why don't we go in different directions, I'll grab the food, and you can grab the drinks and everything else," he nodded, seemingly satisfied with this.

You ripped his required portion of the list and handed it over to him, obvious that you had an equal split of items to search for, and that you had purposely given him the opportunity of looking through the drink isle, knowing he had a better grasp of popular alcohols than you, even though you were well versed in many different drinks. Wheeling your cat right after Husk into the grocery store, you headed over to the food isle, nearly clearing out a few of their fruits, cereal, and other industrial foods. You looked over the list again, and smiled when you realized you had already gotten everything you needed, especially since the cart was nearly overflowing with all kinds of snacks and goodies for the residents.

After over looking your items, you wheeled your way over to the alcohol isle, only to see Husk staring down a few bottles of different high end whiskeys and scotches. You laughed at him, breaking him out of his trance, to see you finished with your side of shopping, a bit happy to see he could get out of there soon enough.

You looked over to the bottle he had been staring at, an idea popping into your head, "Hey Husk, why don't you take our carts to an isle, I have to look for something real quick," he was about o ask what, but before he could, you shooed him off with your hand, making him curse in annoyance, quickly leaving to find an open isle.

You smiled, knowing your plan had worked, you trotted over to the bottles, your tail wagging a bit as you read over the Whiskeys names, seeing many different expensive brands and tastes. You ended up settling on what Husk had been looking at, something called "Tanner's Fire," some kind of honey laced bourbon, definitely something to get you jazzed pretty quick. Grabbing the large bottle of booze, you walked just down the isle to see boxes and boxes of cigarettes and cigars, due to it being hell, they weren't put behind any kind of supervision like they would on earth. Looking over the large display, you settled on some hearty cigars, and a pack of cigarettes, both of them being for yourself, unless Husk liked to smoke as well.

You walked out of the alcohol isle, seeing Husks ear tufts peeking over the cashiers line, and with a smirk on your face, you trailed over to him keen on showing off your small gift.

"Look what I got," you declared, shaking the bottle in your hand in front of Husk, causing him to turn around and see your display, surprise written onto his features, "I- you-" he gestured, a smile threatening to appear of his face, "ya don't have to get that for me, ya know that, right?" he questioned, laughing nervously.

You nodded, a small wag finding itself on your tail, "and it'll be on MY tab," you winked at him, acting a bit more, risky, than you intended.

A nervous smile shown through his grumpy demeanor, making it clear he didn't expect you to even notice which alcohol he wanted in the first place.

��The two of you waited for the line to move which, unsurprisingly, took a while, mainly due to your sheer amount of items, and the annoyed worker who wasn't too keen on scanning all the items you had accumulated. With some patience, that originated from the though of both of your vices that you were buying, you managed to make it through the seemingly endless process of waiting, scanning, bagging, and paying for all of the items.

After getting through the complete hell of a check out, you smiled over to Husk, to see him with numerous bags on each arm, and cradling his new alcohol like a baby. You laughed at his display, finding it hilarious he would work through the weight of all the liquor just to carefully hold his new bottle.

"Hey," he barked, a smug smile on his face, "I'll have you know I treasure this bottle, considering it was a gift," he side eyed you, a devilish grin now fully formed on his features.

You'd be a fool in denying you didn't redden at his remarks and grin, you'd never seen him smile like that before, or look at you like that. Yet on the other end of the stick, you'd be a fool to say you even liked the demon, but he definitely did catch you off guard, its not like he wasn't attractive.

He chuckled at your embarrassment, "What, never seen my smile before?"

You looked over to him, an impish smile on your features, knowing how to get him back, "No," you positioned the bags of one hand into the other, "but I'd like to see it again," you finished, your hand under his jaw and you eyes narrowed a bit, fluttering your eyelashes.

His face brightened in surprise, enticing a laugh to bellow from his throat, "I get it, I get it," he pushed your hand away gently, "I like yer smile too."

You only giggled at his compliment, hiding your fluster, promptly returning to your original pace back to the hotel. You both made it back shortly, and you were glad too, your arms and hands had been cramping thanks to the weight of all the food and other objects.

Charlie rushed to the two of you, directing you to the kitchen counter so you could place your things down, "Thanks so much for going out, and don't worry about putting everything away, I'll make sure to do it myself," you weakly smiled down at Charlie, she really was just a ball of joy.

"Thanks, Charlie" you replied, handing her the hotels card she gave to you earlier that day, "I hope you don't mind, we picked up a few things for ourselves."

She smiled at you, "Oh don't worry about it, I'm glad!"

Quickly sifting through the groceries, you grabbed your smokes, looking over your shoulder to see Husk already at the bar, drinking a new bottle of beer. You figured he was tired after the day out, considering he seemed to not like interaction much, and due to carrying those heavy bags.

After minimal thought, you decided to relax as well, plopping yourself onto the couch to watch some tv.

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"Gumbo, everyone!" the call alarmed you, making you jump from your spot.

"Gumbo?" you mumbled to yourself, confused at the declaration, "but it's only-" you looked at the clock, realizing that you had in fact been watching tv for a few hours, straight up until dinner time.

With a sigh, you stood, making your way over to the kitchen, only to see a large pot in the center of the table, filled to the brim with vegetables, shrimp, and chicken. Bowls sat in front of each seat, a serving of rice planted in the middle to accommodate the main meal. You gulped, you wouldn't admit it looked positively delicious, especially since it was the radio demon we're talking about, you would never trust such a malicious demons cooking.

"Oh wow Alastor," Charlie spoke, clearly hungry for the meal, "this looks great!" she quickly sat in her seat, plopped right between him and Vaggie who took their seats just after her.

You repressed a grimace, seeing as Angel and Niffty made their seats next to Vaggie and Alastor, respectively.

Husk sat next, making sure to sit next to Niffty in hopes of avoiding Angel Dust.

Leaving you, sitting just between Husk and Angel, perfect.

The lot of you nervously glanced around, none of you making any effort to eat, all a bit scared that some kind of poison may be lurking in the dish. Well, all of you except for Charlie, you nearly immediately took a giant bite of the dinner, eager to know its taste.

"Charlie!" Vaggie enthused, "Are you Crazy? What it it's poisoned?" she glared at Alastor, gesturing a bit wildly.

"It doesn't taste like poison," Charlie trailed off, a big hunk of rice in her mouth.

Vaggie sighed, sinking back into her chair while a devilish smile was painted on Alastors lips, before parting to partake in his own cooking. Everyone nervously dug in after that, seeing as Charlie seemed to be fine after a few spoonfuls.

You regretted to inform that his cooking was delicious, and that you even had to hold yourself back from going back in for seconds, or even thirds. A quick glance around the room told you everyone else felt the same, and Husks angered expression enthused his particular distaste for just how good his cooking was.

You all finished your meal relatively quickly, Alastor sporting a grin of fulfillment on his gray skin.

"Sheesh," Charlie spoke, "that was really good, Al," he smiled even wider, "I'm glad you think so!"

Vaggie merely huffed, communicating she felt the same, while Angel and Niffty nodded along in agreement, both a bit more enthusiastic than the moth demon. You and Husk on the other hand, were more like Vaggie, neither of you liked the deer demon much, and more or less, had little to no trust for him, all for very good reasons, too.

"Well," Angel started, pushing away from the table to stand, fixing his hair, "I'm gonna split, see ya" he finished, trotting away presumably to his room.

Husk already started for the bar, and Niffty had begun to put away the dishes, while Alastor snapped away, seemingly to his room, or something of the other.

You merely waved at Charlie and Vaggie, mouthing a small goodnight before heading to your room as well for a good nights sleep, hell knew you needed it.

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nsfw-bnha-and-dangan · 5 years

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Another commission guys! This one is an Asahina x male reader bondage scenario! I hope you guys enjoy, I really liked writing it! Under cut for length.

Of all of Asahina’s eccentricities, this was not one you had ever seen coming. When Asahina had brought it up, pink-cheeked and just this side of nervous, you almost thought she was just messing around. But it wasn't hard to see that she was serious, fidgeting with her hands. “I know it sounds weird, (Y/N), and it's okay if you don't wanna! I just wanted to-”

“Let's do it. If you’re sure, that is.” Asahina nodded, her face brightening up quickly.

“Really?!”

“If you want to try it, then let's go for it! I think you’ll look really good tied up for me.” As eager as the two of you were, you needed to pick up a few things. You insisted on keeping it a surprise, which only got Asahina more worked up with anticipation. When the pieces all fell into place, you could barely contain your own excitement, pulling Asahina to the bedroom and grinning. You couldn't keep from kissing her, pressing her against the closed door.

“Now?”

“Yep, are you ready?” Asahina nodded quickly, bouncing a bit on her toes.

“If it's too much, just tell me, alright? I don't want to hurt you.”

“I will, don't worry!”

“Good girl. Then strip for me.” You’re tone darkened as you laid out your demand, watching with arms crossed as Asahina slowly started taking off her clothes. First her shoes and socks, then her shorts, and finally pulling her tank top over her head.

“You look so beautiful, every time i see you like this, i can't look away. Can't believe how lucky I am to have you, Hina.” Her cheeks went pink and Asahina smiled, fidgeting as you stared at her.

“Ready to let me tie you up?” She nodded and you motioned towards the bed. You couldn't tear your gaze from her ass, just itching to mark it up a little. But that was an idea for later, you had work to do now.

“On the bed, then, on your knees.”

Asahina did as she was told, kneeling in the center of the bed and watching as you circled her, taking in the picture.

“You’re going to look so nice when I'm done with you, Hina.” You muttered, pulling out a couple of lengths of bright red rope. You held it to her skin, marveling at the contrast before moving behind her and pulling her arms back. The tie was complicated, wrapping the rope under Asahina’s breasts and around her neck, tying her arms tightly together behind her back. You tested your knots, tugging the ropes and feeling Asahina squirm.

“On your stomach.” You ordered, helping Asahina lay down and pulling up her legs. You secured her ankles to her thighs, making sure the ropes didn't dig into her skin too much.

“Red has always been such a pretty color on you, Hina.” You smiled, running your fingers lightly down her spine, over the swell of her ass and soft thighs. You took your time, admiring the view as Asahina squirmed and made quiet noises.

“How are you doing?”

“Good…”

“Too tight?”

“No, the ropes feel… nice.” Your fingers moved between her legs, just barely grazing over her panties teasingly and making her cry out. You helped her back to kneeling, leaning down to kiss her sweetly before climbing into bed with her. Asahina arched into the kiss as you wrapped your hands around her waist. She was intoxicating, so desperate for your lips on hers that even when you moved to pull back, she followed. And who were you to deny her? Before things could get too heated you tugged on the ropes at her back, keeping her from trying to reconnect your kiss.

“Someone’s excited today.” You smirked, watching as Asahina looked away and took a deep breath.

“I like how it feels, being all tied up, not being able to touch…”

“It sure seems like it, baby.” You moved back, pulling a length of silk out of your pocket. Wordlessly, you covered Asahina’s eyes and tied it, blacking out her vision.

“A-ah!”

“Since you like being tied up so much, I think I'll just leave you like this for a while.” You got off the bed, heading to the door and opening it, then closing it without stepping through. You wanted Asahina to think you had left, instead waiting near the door and watching her squirm. She pushed her thighs together tightly, her breathing rapid and nervous.

“U-um… (Y/N)?” Asahina called out. You waited another moment before silently stepping closer, pouncing onto the bed and covering her mouth with one hand, groping her chest for the other. She cried out in surprise as you teased a nipple, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck before freeing her hair from its ponytail and letting it spill down her back.

“Half of the fun of this is not knowing what's going to happen next, right?” You helped her turn around to face you, looking around aimlessly to find your face despite being blindfolded.

“I'm right here, beautiful. You look so good, all tied up for me, waiting for me to do whatever I like with you. You must be so worked up already, hmm?” You teased, running a single finger over her damp panties before retreating, not ready to go there quite yet.

“You’re so mean!”

“Mean? I thought I got to do whatever I wanted with you like this? You’re tied up like a pretty little present for me, I can't not play with you.” You smirked, although she couldn't see it, and took one breast in your hand. You palmed her easily, running a thumb over her cheekbones and open mouth. Her pink tongue poked out to lap at the digit while you teased her nipple over her bra.

“You’re so good for me, Hina. So beautiful and responsive, doing everything I could ever ask for. Can't wait to hear you moan for me, baby.” You purred, leaning in to kiss Asahina messily and earning a soft whine.

“If there's something you want, you’re going to have to ask for it.”

“Please… more.”

“More what, baby?”

“Touch me, please!” Asahina cried, looking up at you and gnawing her lip.

“Ah ah,” You said softly, pushing her mouth open with your thumb.

“Can't have you ruining those pretty lips, can we? Stay here.” You took your time rifling through the closet, knowing exactly where you had left the bag but wanting to stretch the anticipation. Finally, you stood up, bring a ballgag with you and brushing it over Asahina’s fingers.

“Is that…”

“It's for your own good, couldn't let you hurt yourself, could I?” She shook her head, shivering when you ran a hand up her throat and to her swollen lips. Her mouth fell open automatically and you smiled as she squirmed.

“Too bad I won't be able to hear you so well with this, but I think we can make it work.” You strapped the gag into her mouth, watching closely as she relaxed against the intrusion. Gently, you pushed a small bell into one of her hands, closing her fingers around it.

“Drop this or shake it if you need to stop or take the gag out.” You whispered, not pulling back till she nodded. You smiled, stepping back to admire the view. Asahina looked like nothing you had ever seen, beautiful and sexy as the ropes cut into her flawless skin. You wanted nothing more than to push her down and take her right then, fuck her till she cried. But that wasn't the plan. The plan was to take things slow, let Asahina adjust and work her up till she couldn't think. You had a feeling that part wouldn't be difficult. You moved behind Asahina, pushing her hair over her shoulder and pressing kisses to her neck. Her moans were soft and muffled as you tugged her to your chest, hands traveling over her skin to tease.

“I know you can be louder than that, Hina.” You muttered, squeezing her breasts in both hands before trailing lower. Your touches were feather-light, just enough to make her squirm till you reached the waistband of her panties.

“Barely done a thing to you and you’re already this wet for me?” You smirked, feeling her twitch as your fingers dragged down the front of her panties, lightly pressing into her slit. Asahina tried to close her legs but your free hand pushed them open, gripping her thigh tightly.

“Don't go being shy on me now, baby.” You nipped at her shoulder, keeping her legs spread as you started playing with Asahina’s swollen clit. Even with her panties in the way she still moaned, sensitive after being teased for so long. You knew that being at your mercy, being tied up and forced to accept whatever pleasure you gave her, was getting Asahina off just as much as your fingers. You tugged the ropes around her back lightly, loving how the red strands dug into her flesh.

“If you’re enjoying it this much, maybe I just leave you like this for the night? All gagged and wrapped up for me, couldn't do a thing when I left you on your own for a bit. How does that sound?” Asahina quickly shook her head, protesting loudly through the gag.

“No? Even if I worked you up some more before I left? I wouldn't let you come, but I would get you close.” More loud noises as you pulled Asahina close, kissing her jaw before moving your fingers over her panties again.

“You’re too beautiful for me just leave like this, too tempting for me.” You whispered against her skin, feeling how she shuddered as you sped up your fingers.

“I bet I could make you come just like this, Hina. It wouldn't take much, just doing this for a minute or two and you wouldn't be able to fight it.” You circled her clit quickly, rubbing hard and fast as her back arched against her chest. She moaned and tried to speak through the gag, something akin to a sob escaping Asahina when you pulled your fingers away completely.

“God, you’re absolutely soaked down here. I bet you would feel amazing around me right now.” You pushed Asahina away for a moment, humming at her protests as you undid your pants and roughly shoved them down your hips, boxers following suit. You sighed as your neglected cock was finally freed, not realizing just how turned on you had been as well.

“Turn around for me, there you go. I wanted to see that pretty face.” Asahina’s face was a mess of spit and flushed pink with arousal.

“Were you close when I stopped earlier? Tell me, baby.” She nodded quickly and you ran your thumb over her cheekbone.

“I'm almost sorry about that. But I wouldn't have wanted this to end so soon.” You pulled Asahina into your lap, squeezing her ass and tugging at her panties.

“Come here.” You purred, tugging her to your chest and grinding your cock against her wet slit. She twitched at first, not realizing you had freed yourself quite yet. You moaned under your breath, feeling her rut against you eagerly once you got started. You leaned in to lap at her nipples, lightly biting them through her bra. Asahina squirmed and you shoved her bra up and out of the way, freeing her breasts. You licked and sucked at a nipple till it hardened, dragging your teeth over the sensitive flesh as she moaned. It was addicting, feeling her arch into your mouth as you teased. You pulled back, blowing cool air over the abused flesh before switching sides, giving it the same treatment. Asahina shivered and ground down against you, feeling just how wet she was through her panties. You sucked hickeys and left lingering bites down her chest before pulling back, not missing the whine that followed.

“So excited, baby. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you.” You pressed upwards, grinding against her panties easily. She had long since soaked through them, slicking your movements. It was easy to get lost in the pleasure, rubbing your cock against Asahina’s clothes heat over and over. You pulled panties to the side, teasing her clit for a moment before nudging your cock against the sensitive nub. Each pass made Asahina’s breath hitch, more drool slipping past the gag as you worked her closer and closer to the edge. Finally, something that sounded almost like a muffled ‘please’ escaped her, making you pause. You held Asahina’s hips firmly as you looked up at her.

“What was that, baby?” The same noise, this time you were sure she was begging for more.

“You want something else? Want me to fuck you now?” She nodded quickly, leaning her forehead against yours.

“You’ve been so good for me, I don't think I could turn you down. Don't hold back.” You helped her raise her hips a bit, pressing the head of your cock against her sopping hole. There was no resistance as you slid inside, groaning as her wet heat swallowed your length in a smooth movement.

“Fuck… You feel just as good as I knew you would.” You let her adjust for a moment before pulling out a bit and slamming back in, pulling a loud moan out of Asahina. The angle wasn't perfect, but you’d be damned if you didn't make it work. You fucked Asahina hard and fast, groaning as she tightened around you over and over. She moved to meet your thrusts, trying to bounce on your cock, but you held her still.

“You get what I, fuck, what I give you, Hina.” You leaned in and started sucking a hickey on the side of her throat, able to hear every muffled moan as you fucked her senseless. Desire overtook you and you sat up, pushing her to her back and pressing her legs to her chest. Asahina cried out as she was moved, unable to see what you were doing, but moaned when you slid back inside her. Like this, you had all of the control, all of the leverage, and you could easily pin her hips and take what you wanted. Your fingers found her clit, using her own slickness to ease the way as she struggled under you.

"I want you to cum for me, just like this Hina. Fuck, you feel so amazing…" You trailed off, losing yourself in the pleasure. Asahina's muffled cries and moans got louder, a few tears soaking through the blindfold. Finally, she reached her breaking point. You felt her tighten around you, over and over as she squirmed and sobbed. A few more thrusts and you fell into your own orgasm with a groan, spilling inside Asahina as she twitched. It took you a moment to compose yourself, helping Asahina sit up.

"I'm going to take the blindfold off, okay?" She nodded, breathless as you undid the knot and pulled the fabric away. Asahina blinked quickly, adjusting to the light as you reached around to unstrap the gag.

"How do you feel? Anything hurt?" Asahina shook her head, moving her sore jaw and smiling softly.

"I feel great, honestly. Nothing a bath wouldn't fix!" You smiled, turning her around and carefully undoing the ropes that had held her still. They had left behind red marks where they had dug in, especially around her ankles and wrists.

"Damn…" You muttered once she was entirely freed, pressing a kiss to one of her wrists.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Asahina nodded quickly, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"I'm fine! It looks worse than it feels, swimming practice is more painful than this." To demonstrate, she moved to stand up, nearly falling over on shaky legs. You were quick to grab her, helping her up before scooping her into your arms.

“Hey! I can walk on my own, you know?”

“Sure about that? I've got you, just let me spoil you for a bit, okay?” Asahina huffed a little before nodding, wrapping her arms around your neck as you carried her to the bathroom.

“You did great, by the way. And I liked it a lot more than I thought I would.”

“I could tell!” Asahina laughed, letting you help her out of her bra and panties before turning on the water. You tossed in a handful of scented bath salts, making the sure the water was nice and hot as it filled up.

“Would you… be willing to do it again, (Y/N)? Not right now or anything, but later!” You nodded, shutting off the water and stripping naked.

“Id love to, I did some research for this and ran across a lot of things id like to try. I hope you're ready to finish what you started, Hina?” She grinned, settling into the tub after you did and laying back against your chest. You slid your arms around her waist and felt her relax, sinking lower into the hot water.

“Fuck, this is nice…”

“Anything for you, babe.” Asahina twisted around to face you, smiling.

“Anything?” You quirked an eyebrow but nodded.

“Can we grab donuts after this? I'm starving!” You just laughed, kissing her and pulling her close.

“You got it. I gotta make sure you’re not hurt, though.” You ran your hands over her body, all the spots the ropes had dug into her skin.

“I'll take that excuse to just stay in the tub for a bit then, I don't ever really want to move.” You notched your head on top of Asahina’s, gently massaging one of her wrists as you relaxed. Something told you that this wasn't going to be the last time you were in this position.

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moonschild09 · 6 years

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You’re Fantasy is my Command (JJK)

[You were hoping to finally spend a night alone with your amazing boyfriend Jungkook. However, this night did not turn out the way either of you had expected.]

You sat down on the sofa in a pale blue silk robe with a mug of tea in your hands, and your glaring eyes on your hopelessly game devoted boyfriend.

"Uhm, Kook" you coughed up and nudged him gently to capture his attention hoping to deter his eyes from the screen, "Jungkook." you huffed in annoyance as he nudged back and waved his hand to you caught in a trance "

Yeah baby it looks nice." Jung was sitting like a zombie with eyes glued to the fluorescent screen of the tv.

He was playing the new tomb raider game that had recently shown up on the market, it was a gift from Taehyung, and it was a gift you hated so much at this moment. You had to admit that playing video games is something you enjoy as well, but never to the extent that it was your only focus in the world. You never starved to complete it in one day no matter the game. Often times you and Jung would play together like any of the 'Call of duty' games when you would play against each other and then end up play fighting over who was the rightful winner or the alluded cheater of sorts.

"I can't believe this." grunting in frustration, you got up from the sofa walking the path to your shared bedroom. You thought maybe something else could take his focus from Lara Croft. Now, digging through your dresser drawer, you pulled out a set of lingerie.

"Maybe this will get his attention." with a smirk spread across your lips you stripped yourself of the robe and carefully but eagerly pulled on the lacey black bralette and thong, catching a glimpse of yourself in the full body mirror hung up against the closet door.

"Hmm, I think he'll enjoy this so much more than the game" you smiled and made your way back to the living room.

"Oh Kookie" you smirked playing with a strand of your loosely curled hair from a few nights before.

You bent over in front of him showing off the plump ass he loves so much.

"Hmm" he hummed in response still working the controls tongue poking out between his lips and moving his head to catch a better look of the screen to ignore you being in his full view.

"I like it babe, looks nice" not even trying to take a glance at you for fear of dying in the virtual world he stuck himself in.

"Jungkook can you pause that game for a minute and look at me" you sighed gesturing to the sexy lingerie he would never miss out on.

He paused the game and took a single look at you "I said it looked nice. Clearly, I wasn't wrong y/n. Now that I took a look, can I continue?" he never sounded so uninterested in you, thanks to the game, and Tae for giving it to him.

You became so upset and decided to just walk back to the room.

"What an ass." you sighed throwing yourself onto the bed "Let's see if Lara Croft gives him head when he wants it" laying flat on your stomach kicking your feet angrily back and forth.

Tonight was supposed to be special for you both, no fan signs, performances, or interviews. A night for just you and him. Definitely not for you, him, and Lara. You wanted to try one more attempt by changing out the black lace for lavender purple. Walking your way back towards the living room, you took your seat next to Jung again. Trying to seduce him by extending a leg and draping it over his lap carefully dragging your foot across and over his member being protected by his blue ripped jeans. Quickly he shoved your foot away with his hand and returning it back to grip his controller. Dodging enemies by moving his head around according to the movements Lara made with Jungkooks control.

Directly you sat up on the sofa and placed your other leg across his lap, immediately to be shoved away once more. Even more frustrated than you already were, you folded your arms across your chest looking at Jung and then at the screen of the tv, your eyes fixated on Lara studying her, and then a light bulb went off in your head. You got up from the sofa and walked back to the bedroom.

Ironically you remembered buying pieces to make an adult costume of Lara Croft for a Halloween party you, Jung, and the boys attended at a friends house, the house belonging to the members of Got7. Jungkook hated that costume because of the looks that you were given by most of the men there including some of his own members. You didn't bother to care because the person you went home with is the only person that owned your heart, Jungkook himself.

"I swear if this idea doesn't work then something must be seriously wrong with my bunny butts. And then I'm going to kill Tae for giving him that stupid game in the first place" you rushed crawling off the bed and darting like a bullet for the closet shoving the doors open.

"It's got to be somewhere in this mess". After a few minutes of vigorous digging, you finally found the costume kept neatly in a box near the back of the walk-in closet. Surprisingly the clothing being a cropped dark blue tank and black spandex shorts were so well in tact, and the shorts rode just above the curve of your ass cheeks allowing some to spill out for a more sexy look.

Below the clothing sat gun holsters that drape over your shoulders and a belt attachment that carried the fake toy guns and a knife that clipped on your waist and thighs. The last thing to look for was your jet black combat boots which you happily found on the shoe rack on your side of the closet.

"Perfect" you smiled to yourself applying some light makeup and pulling your hair back to form a fishtail/dutch braid carefully pulling out small strands to frame your face better, then you began getting dressed fixed on the thought of wearing no panties and no bra.

"Boom" you giggled to yourself as you looked once more into the full body mirror.

"Look who's Lara now" walking out of the bedroom and back to the living room again, for now, the fourth time tonight you walked in front of the tv with your hands on your hips.

"Miss me Kook?" you teased as his gaze fell on you completely fixated.

"Holy fuck y/n, you look so sexy" he quickly tossed the controller onto the coffee table and studied every aspect of your body.

You walked over now standing in front of the aroused man as he pulled you onto his lap attacking your lips and beginning a fierce make-out session. Jungkook began roaming his curious hands all over your body, palming your breasts roughly through you're top receiving a soft moan escaping your lips into the heated kiss.

"Jungkook" you moaned pulling away no more than an inch from his face as he put you down on the cushion next to him.

Jungkook pulled the top down revealing your braless breasts as he grunted softly pleased at the sight in front of him. Pinching and playing with one nipple while taking the other into his mouth swirling his tongue around the nub hungrily causing you to soak and soil your shorts.

“Fuck Jung please” you moaned softly playing with his hair tugging and pulling the strands gently.

“Mm y/n” he growled ripping the shorts off impatiently and spreading your legs wide licking his lips and laying flat on his stomach aligning with the sofa and meeting face to face with your wet and dripping core. Placing kitten licks upon your clit, rubbing the slit with his thumb and squeezing your other thigh digging his nails into the soft flesh.

Before you knew it he was flicking his tongue back and forth across your clit like a mad man inserting 2 digits inside of your warm sex.

“A-Ah! S-Shit yes!” You groaned loudly watching his head between your legs eating you out like a savage.

“B-Baby I’m gonna! C-Cum!” You squealed writhing around under his hold as shivers ran down your spine as you came vigorously. You sit there, watching him pull away slowly, chin and lips glistening covered in your juices.

“Not so fast y/n it’s daddy’s turn” he smirked pulling u up from the sofa and dropping you gently to your knees in between his legs.

“Be a good girl ‘Lara’ and give daddy head” he had a shit eating grin painted across his lips.

As you rolled your eyes you unbuttoned his jeans sliding them down and tossing them onto the love seat. He inhales when you shove his boxers down and throw them as well to meet his jeans. Jungkook’s rock hard, pre-cum leaking from the tip. Immediately you begin stroking his shaft dragging the pre-cum along to coat his length. You enclosed your lips around his length sucking him off mercilessly. Jungkook groans, hissing to lean back on his hands. He stares at your head between his thighs, bobbing up and down on his cock. Pushing your head down for you to deep throat his member, the length touching your gag reflex as you fight to ignore it.

“Ugh fuck that’s it baby” he moaned.

“Such a good girl for me” Jungkook growled, wrapping your braid in his fist while you continue deep-throating.

“Oh, fuck,” he groans, trying to catch his breath, your tongue lapping the underside of his cock, veins beginning to stand out.

Closing your fist around Jungkook, you start to pump his shaft while sucking his tip. To tease him looked up to make eye contact, dragging your tongue over his slit watching his face contort in pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck y/n,” Jungkook exhales.

His hips rise now plunging his member into your mouth and down your throat while caressing the sides of your head guiding you .

“Shit baby look at the mess I’m making of that beautiful little face” he smirked making you even more aroused and horny than you already were, you’re juices dripping down your thighs as you sit there letting him use your sweet little mouth as he pleases.

His cock hits deeper and when Jungkook is panting, jaw clenched tightly, hips slacking off. Streams of cum are sent bursting into your mouth and down your throat as you pull away with a gasp.

Quickly Jung picks you up and places you on your hands and knees onto the sofa removing all of the gear you had on unclipping the gun holsters, belt and thigh strap for the knife, tossing it all to the side. Now standing behind you, cock in hand slowly pumping himself. Jung rips off the spandex shorts completely and pushes his member inside of you impatiently. He hisses at how tight you are as your hole wraps around him with need.

“Who’s a needy little cockslut? Huh baby why don’t you tell me?” Your lips and clit already swollen to the touch.

Jung begins thrusting into you, his pace relentless, each thrust jerking your body forward and you can do nothing but find purchase in the throw pillow sitting before you, you’re head bowing to press against the soft silk case as Jungkook takes you from behind.

“F-Fuck daddy I am!” You like this though, the firm grip on your hips, his finger nails digging into your skin.

You enjoy the mix of pain and pleasure; the way the two weave together until separating them is impossible.

“Oh my god daddy more! Fuck me harder!” Jungkook whines at your command and snaps his hips forward, a low erupting growl echoing through the living room.

“How does it feel y/n? Does my cock feel good?” He smirks grabbing your braid in his hand pulling roughly.

“It feels so fucking good daddy!” You yelp as his hand comes into contact with your perfectly round plump ass, leaving a large hand print behind as he soothes it running his fingers over the stinging red skin.

Jung pulling his shirt off, now spreading both cheeks apart to watch the way his cock disappears inside your dripping wet cunt.

“Shit baby you should do this more often” Jung chuckles and pulls your body up against his.

You now relying on your knees for support as he completely wails on your pussy causing you to double over partially gripping the back of the sofa tightly, digging your nails into the material. Every touch that Jung places on your body ignites a spark of heat within you, the pleasure and desire coiling tight through you as he buries his cock deep inside your pussy. You can feel your toes start to curl, hips jerking back to meet each thrust and from behind, Jungkook groans loudly and wraps a hand around your throat giving it a gentle squeeze as his hips keep working wonders now balls deep inside of you.

“Who’s a dirty girl?” Jung smiles.

Your eyes fluttering shut as the sensation rushes through you. Jungkook hums as he fucks into you without restraint, his own release hanging just a bit over the edge and you can feel yourself drawing close, your entire body doing all it can to hold it at bay.

“You’re such a filthy slut, you like this don’t you baby girl? you like having my hand over that pretty little throat while I fuck you?” He receives no response other than a loud groan escaping your throat.

His fingers tight enough to suppress your oxygen for a few seconds without hurting you.

“Oh shit! F-Fuck baby!.” Jung hisses.

He cums with a loud growl and you gasp as his fingers tighten once more before releasing, his entire weight pressing you flat against the cushion of the sofa as he jerks his hips forward once more. You can feel your body quiver, your own release washing over you as his cum fills you up to the brim. Slowly he pulls out of you gently pulling you onto his lap snuggling you close.

“Well that was uhm, different?” He pants softly and chuckles fixing your hair.

“V-Very different” you smile at him and cuddle closely to his chest eyes threatening to close.

Then his phone rings, FaceTime from Taehyung comes up on the screen as Jung responds quickly pulling your top up and over your breasts.

“Hey Kook! How’s the game so far?” Tae smiles wide loud voice ringing throughout the living room.

“Oh, Uhm, the game” Jung smiles.

“So far its really really well, I had to pause in the middle though because I got a bit distracted.” Jungs chest heaving a little showing the sweat running along his face neck and chest.

“Working out?” Tae questions laughing.

“I guess you can say that hyung” Jung smirks devilishly as you smack his chest.

“Ah hyung I have to go Lara Croft is pissed with me.”

“Okay?, Jungkook-ah tell Y/n I said goodnight” Tae looked at Jung suspiciously but brushed it off and ended the FaceTime.

“You’re an ass” you giggled getting up from the sofa.

“I guess I am baby.” He quickly got up and followed behind you after turning the game and tv off.

You hummed as you pulled out a change of clothes for you both feeling him place a kiss on top of your head “Just so we’re clear, you make a better Lara Croft anyways, I love you y/n.”

“I love you too Bunny butts” you giggled.

(My first fuckin smut and I didn’t chicken out 😭 feel free to leave a comment on how I did, I’m not a great writer but I’m trying 😫)

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The 10 Best Bodysuits for Women Who Love to Work Out

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Tired of your shirt flying up during inversions? Annoyed by your tights slipping down during barre? Losing patience for all the laundry your sweat sessions produce? The answer to all these workout woes is simple: Embrace the bodysuit. Whatever you want to call 'em—unitards, onesies, jumpsuits—one-pieces are the latest trend in training apparel.

And yes: It's natural to second-guess your foray into the one-piece world. (FAQs: Will I look like a big baby? Will everyone gawk at me? Am I doomed to suffer permanent wedgies? )

In our quest to discover if bodysuits could replace the tried-and-true workout tank and tights, we tested (and approved) the 10 following one-pieces. We lounged—then sweat—through yoga, Pilates, boot camps, lifting, and HIIT workouts to find the ones that shine in some or all workout intensities. They range in style, price, coverage, and support, so you can find the one(s) that's right for you. Here's what we thought about each.

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1. Harmony Capri Length Bodysuit by MPG

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MPG's Harmony Capri Length Bodysuit is a head-turner, and a solid training staple. It's got plenty of sex appeal, thanks to its strappy, open back and peek-a-boo mesh detailing at the bust, along the thighs and calves, and at the sides. But they're subtle, not obscene, and offer some added airflow mid-workout. Believe it or not, the straps are exceptionally comfortable, even during a high-intensity strength and conditioning workout. They didn't bite into my skin or feel uncomfortable when lying down. Because they're all adjustable, they offer great support along with the built-in bra. In short: You don't have to worry about loads of bounce if you've got an A-C cup. The built-in bra also has a cooling liner that combats underboob sweat...or at least makes the inevitable more comfortable.

The material is lightly compressive, completely opaque, and supportive, enhancing your figure where you want it most. I really put this one through the wringer, but nothing budged: no wedgies, discomfort, or need to readjust. It's a winner for any dance, barre, pilates, yoga, and strength workout. The fit is true to size as well. — Brittany Smith, associate editor ($108, mpgsport.com)

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2. Seamless Full-Length Bodysuit by Tory Sport

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Real talk: If I could wear this bodysuit every day, I would. The problem with most jumpsuits is that you need to feel fan-freaking-tastic to rock them unselfconsciously—you can't rely on high-waisted tights and a flowy tank to hide your mid-afternoon bloat. Tory Sport has solved that problem with its Seamless Full-Length Bodysuit. For one, the colors, patterns, and fit are flattering for a variety of heights and body types. The triangular colorblocking at the sides creates a diamond in the center and back that draw the eye, while the royal blue striping along the legs gives the illusion of longer limbs. The navy colorway also proves you don't need to choose black for a slimming option.

As for performance, this bodysuit is the most versatile of any I tested. It met my low-, mid-, and high-intensity workout demands from a bodyweight session to bootcamp class, spin to sprint workout. As the name implies, the garment is almost free of seams and designed using body mapping technology to bolster the knit in areas where you need support and offer added breathability in hot spots. I added a sports bra underneath during boxing (jumping rope...enough said), and I love that it didn't take away from the bodysuit's aesthetics. — B.S. ($148, torysport.com)

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3. Active Training Explosive Bodysuit by Puma

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As a woman who generally rocks tights and a tee to the gym, I was hesitant of stepping out of my comfort zone...especially with a onesie. But Puma's Active Training Explosive Bodysuit was the perfect solution to my bodysuit blues, because it looks like a two-piece set. In reality, the mesh top (with its Y-shaped open back) is connected to the tights, which I felt made for a more confident workout. My shirt wasn't flying up during mountain climbers and my tights weren't sliding down. The loose top allows for a good amount of air flow—but unlike many other bodysuits, it doesn’t eliminate the need for a sports bra.

While the tights are full-length, they don’t exactly move with your body. The fabric slid up and down over my calves, which could be because the upper half was pulling the bottom. It wasn't uncomfortable, per se, but it was definitely distracting. Overall, this is the perfect one-piece for those who need a little encouragement when it comes to taking fashion risks at the gym, even if it's not the best for high-impact workouts. — Jackie Friedman, photo editor ($90, puma.com)

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4. Strata Silverstone Unitard by Outdoor Voices

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Outdoor Voices labels the Strata Silverstone Unitard as having a "limber fit" that "bounces back," and I couldn't agree more. I typically wear a medium, but the small fit exactly as it should. The legs weren't constricting; the straps didn't dig; the crotch wasn't too high or too low, and I never had to readjust. The fabric has great weight to it (no peek-a-boo fabric at the bum). There are no seams at the back, and any seams along the legs and waist were undetectable during abs work, bodyweight workouts, and yoga. And while you might shy away from the oatmeal colorway in fear of looking a bit like a toddler in a onesie, fear not: the bodysuit is very flattering. I tied a flannel or a knitted long-sleeve around my waist when I was out and about to break up the monochromatic look.

In terms of performance, the keyhole feature at the back wasn't too wide to cause bulging, and the straps didn't restrict movement during overhead lifts and stretches. I found the shelf bra to be supportive (up to a C cup) for low- to medium-impact activity. I love how smooth the fabric felt against my skin, and the polyester/Spandex blend was really conducive to movement. The only downside: While the heather texture helps hide sweat, the sweat will still be visible. Then again, if you're wearing this in hot yoga or a lifting session, you're there to sweat—so it doesn't take away from the garment, in my opinion. — B.S. ($95, outdoorvoices.com)

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5. Mirror BreatheLux Bodysuit by Under Armour

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Slip on this Mirror BreatheLux bodysuit from Under Armour and instantly feel like an athlete. With a next-to-skin fit that slims without squeezing and a super-soft yet durable fabric, this one-piece is ready to take on any workout—whether that's a spin class, long run, or total-body circuit.

The all-black fabric is not only slimming, but also wears well. It doesn’t reveal sweat and it dries extremely fast (which is handy if you’re doing something like hot yoga or a high-intensity session). And thanks to its supportive fit, you might not even need to wear a sports bra underneath, depending upon your cup size, comfort level, and workout intensity. — Erin Alexander, editorial assistant ($149.99, underarmour.com)

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6. Ready 2 Rock Jumper by Asics

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Just as the name suggests, this Ready 2 Rock Jumper from Asics is ready to move with you during a workout—or a rave. With an embossed back and side panels, along with a sleek gold zipper down the back, this bodysuit has chic details that'll make you stand out at the gym for something other than your stellar lifting form.

Style aside, this bodysuit is totally functional: Its front pleats allow for ease of movement, while the thick straps and high neckline offer full coverage (great if you're a little more modest). That said, you’ll probably want to wear a sports bra underneath to keep everyone fully supported. — E.A. ($78, asics.com)

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7. The Uni Bodysuit by Manduka

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Manduka's Uni Bodysuit is ideal for those super-sweaty hot yoga sessions that would typically leave your clothes feeling soggy and uncomfortable. The nylon/Lycra blend is nice and stretchy with more of a cotton feel, as opposed to some of the more slippery performance fabrics with which other bodysuits are designed. The double criss-cross detailing at the upper and mid back is flattering without restricting movement or digging in when you lie down. Plus, the open back in tandem with the capri length make a world of a difference in heated studios. The dark olive color also masks sweat well, and is a welcomed change-up from black.

The seams running down the front from bust to hips create a slimming silhouette, and the U-shaped neckline goes a long way in making this bodysuit flattering. A double-layer gusset ensures the fabric isn't see-through when you down-dog or squat. Plus, the shelf bra offers light support—so strength classes get the green light, but high-intensity ones like boxing and running will need some added reinforcement if you're bigger than a B-cup. It also runs true to size. — B.S. ($128, manduka.com)

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8. Seamless Criss Cross Ankle Bodysuit by Ivy Park

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To my surprise, Ivy Park's Seamless Criss Cross Ankle Bodysuit stayed in place through every yoga flow. That could be because it's skin-tight, which helped with support. But I did feel the amount of cleavage it exposed during inversions to be a little uncomfortable (something to note for women with fuller busts). The bodysuit regulated sweat and kept me comfortable (well, as comfortable as can be expected). I didn’t feel soaked when I put my sweater on and walked home. It worked perfectly for Pilates on a reformer, too. Everything stayed in place—even when contorting and extending my legs overhead. I did get some looks in the gym, but that's expected since yoga, pilates, and barre lend themselves to more fashionable getups. There was only a tiny bit of ride-up during squatting, but that’s fairly common for the exercise. The bodysuit also passed the transparency test. If you're looking to meet someone and grab a date at the gym, wearing this jumpsuit definitely won't hurt. — Martha Upton, editorial intern ($75, six02.com)

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9. Seamless Bodysuit by Reebok

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As far as bodysuits go, this seamless one-piece from Reebok is as soft and comfortable as they come—just reserve it for low-intensity workouts. Perfect for yoga sessions (especially hot yoga) or lounging around, its high neckline and breathable, stretchy fabric provide light support and coverage without making you feel constricted. If you’re bigger than an A cup and plan on moving around a bit, though, you definitely need to wear a sports bra underneath. It'll throw off the stunning plunging back a bit, though, so we recommend sticking to barre, yoga, and Pilates. With thoughtful details (the names of different yoga poses are knitted into the fabric) and a flexible fit, this is a bodysuit you can catch us in any time of the day—or night. Just note: It runs small, so go up a size.— E.A. ($75, reebok.com)

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10. Harvest Yoga All In One by Sweaty Betty

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Sweaty Betty's Harvest Yoga All In One bodysuit boasts some of the most luxurious fabric in which I've worked up a sweat. The fit is true to size and and seamless throughout—except the bust has a little extra space. The mesh criss-crossing detail at the back is very feminine, though the straps that connect the front of the bodysuit with the meshing tend to twist a bit, which can become irritating. I enjoyed the mesh detailing at the neckline, thighs, and calves. They offer some visual intrigue, but also serve to release some pent-up heat. If you're lifting or back-squatting, the mesh backing will become bothersome, so I'd stick to yoga, pilates, and barre. This is also available in a bright royal blue that'll definitely help you stand out. — B.S. ($145, sweatybetty.com)

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The 10 Best Bodysuits for Women Who Love to Work Out

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And yes: It's natural to second-guess your foray into the one-piece world. (FAQs: Will I look like a big baby? Will everyone gawk at me? Am I doomed to suffer permanent wedgies? )

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1. Harmony Capri Length Bodysuit by MPG

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2. Seamless Full-Length Bodysuit by Tory Sport

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3. Active Training Explosive Bodysuit by Puma

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4. Strata Silverstone Unitard by Outdoor Voices

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5. Mirror BreatheLux Bodysuit by Under Armour

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6. Ready 2 Rock Jumper by Asics

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7. The Uni Bodysuit by Manduka

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8. Seamless Criss Cross Ankle Bodysuit by Ivy Park

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9. Seamless Bodysuit by Reebok

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10. Harvest Yoga All In One by Sweaty Betty

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