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jiminzfilter · 3 years

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slow dancing in the night

→ Pairing. Taehyung x reader

→ Genre. established relationship, fluff, slice of life, model!taehyung, model!reader, taehyung missed you a lot, he is starving (his words not mine), gets a bit hot by the last 40 lines, mentions of oral (f) so I guess this counts as mature content, implied smut, making out (kinda), there is a bit of swearing

→ Summary. what could possibly be better than coming home after a long day of work to someone you love and missed a lot ?

→ Word count. 3.2k (!!!)

→ because I wrote this over a year ago when I still didn't know what I was doing with my writing, I had to go through a deep process of editing and re-writing before posting it. This might not be my best work but it's still a fic that I really really like :,)

→ song rec. slow dancing in the dark, Joji// still with you, Jungkook

Fridays have always been exhausting days for both you and your boyfriend, especially on runways weeks. As models, you were put under a lot of pressure.

Pressure to be perfect, to smile but never smile too much, to look good, to not fall on stage.

Falling has to be the most tragic thing that can happen to your carreer as a model, the hungry stares of thousands of photographers and reporters ready to share the latest news to the press.

Yeah, it was exhausting.

This week was no exception... or maybe it was since, this time, you were the only one working until late.

It’s four in the morning and you’re already on your way out - kind of running late, oBviOusLy - quietly wishing your boyfriend a good day.

He is not working today.

That lucky bastard.

He gets to enjoy his free day in bed, lazing around, while you work your ass off all day. He mumbles something that you assume is a sort of goodbye. He is still asleep.

You look at him one last time before leaving the room and smile. He looks so peaceful.

You still remember the day you met, by pure luck even though you both call that fate. That was 5 years ago, when you just debuted your career as a model and were not that comfortable around high heels.

Okay no. Let’s be real.

You hated wearing them because you couldn’t walk in heels higher than 5 cm.

It’s still a wonder how you managed to make it in the first place.

Were you wearing flat shoes for the audition ? Damn you really must’ve done an impression on the judges if they made you pass without the heels try-on.

Your first day at the agency was chaotic to say the least. Your manager made you walk around the building, to visit she said. She made you wear heels. HEELS. That devilish person.

But, thank to that, you got to meet Taehyung. Your eyes landed on him as you were visiting the lounge and couldn’t tear them away from his figure. The poor man had to witness you fall down because you weren’t watching your steps anymore.

I mean.

Who could blame you ??

That was Kim frEaking Taehyung

!!!

He even came to help you get back on your feet and asked if you were alright, kind of amused.

It’s not everyday you see someone falling down in here, let alone a newbie

Let’s be honest, you were so embarrassed.

First day of work and you’re already failing falling.

That night when you came home, you spent the night wearing heels and prayed really hard you’d never have to face him again. After all, the building was big enough and there were enough workers that you could avoid Taehyung easily

If only

The NeXt day, you were told that you had a couple shooting, with none other that Kim Taehyung.

GreaT

He would occasionally tease you about your fall and check on you to see if everything was alright. He watched you carefully as you were walking around with heels.

From up close he looked even more handsome.... :)

After this day, you started talking with Taehyung more and more. He introduced you to everyone around the agency. You met outside of work, got to know each other. You both became regally good friends but there was something lingering in the air, in the way you’d look at each other or stood so close to him after a couple glasses of wine that you could breathe his air.

So what was bound to happen happened and you went from friends a to lovers without really noticing it.

He was still your best friend...somehow

Eventually, you took things to the next level and moved in together... maybe a half and a year ago or so ? You’ve never been happier in your life

And, well, you’d actually be happier if you could spend the day with boyfriend instead of running around trying to find god knows which accessories you need for the rehearsal.

8 in the morning is noT a time to be doing cardio.

Especially while wearing heels

Become a model they said, it’ll be fun they said

“Y/n! Come here please I need you to try on this dress before you go!” Your personal stylist calls “I made sure to fix it yesterday so it’d be a perfect fit for the show”

You stop your tracks and go to her “make this quick i have to go get changed before 9 otherwise I’m screwed. Why did they even decide to do the rehearsals so early today ?” You sigh, frustrated, and put on the dress she’s handing you “thank you”

“Okayyy...it looks great. Gold looks amazing on you.” She smoothes the dress and gives an approving nod, visibly satisfied ; “You’ll look perfect for the Grand Finale. Oh god it’s already 8:30 you better go before Mr.Kim throws a fit because you’re late”

You both giggle ; “thank you for fixing the dress Naeun, see you later today. Well, probably tonight. Byeeee”

The rehearsal seems to never end. You’re squeezed in dozens of different outfits, gorgeous for sure but sO tight. Mr. Kim, the one who organised the runway, is such a perfectionist that you have to re-do some things multiple times before he’s satisfied. One time the lighting isn’t right, the other the models are walking too fast, not on beat and so on.

Everyone hates him for that but he always makes the best shows so you just follow.

After multiple tries, the rehearsal finally comes to an end. It’s already 4PM. You barely get time to breathe and go pee before you’re back into the ‘running-around-to-find-my-dress-and-fix-my-makeup-oh-god-i-gotta-be-on-stage’ crazy mess.

Walking on the runway feels amazing, running backstage is terrible.

It’s so hot and small back there you can hardly move around well.

It takes 2 hours for the whole fashion show to be over, one more for pictures outside the catwalk and chat with reporters. Since you’re kind of a famous model now, you get invited to the afterparty and spend few extra hours interacting with some celebrities that attended the show. Other models were invited and you’re happy to see familiar faces amongst them. Jimin, an old colleague and friend of yours, comes your way and compliments you. You chat with him for a while before deciding you’ve had enough for the day and leave the party. A few more people greet you on your way out.

A taxi takes you back to you company, where you left your stuff in the morning. You spend an extra thirty minutes getting rid of your heavy makeup and striping off that gorgeous but awfully tight golden dress you’ve been wearing ever since the end of the runway.

Now, you can FinaLLy go home. yassssss

It’s almost 12am when you leave the agency and climb into yet another taxi. The ride is quiet, background music playing over the car’s radio, and you take some time to look at what you were gifted for your performance : fancy makeup products, accessories, pieces of clothing-but not those from the runway, you sadly never get to keep those. Being kinda famous has its perks :,)

You then decide it’s time to warn Taehyung you’ll arrive soon and send him a few texts. As if he was waiting for them, he instantly replies saying he’ll be waiting for you and proceeds to spam you with heart emojis. Sometimes, it looks like this man just discovered what emojis were and is trying to use them as much as possible. What a child…

It’s way past midnight when you finally step into your duplex and the first thing you notice is that the place is way too quiet.

Maybe Tae went back to sleep, who knows, it’s super late after all…

You remove shoes and jacket and drop your bags in the entrance before going further and you call out quietly “anyone here? Tae, you sleeping?”

There is a faint glow from the tv on your right but the sound has been muted.

Weird…

“Taehyung ?" You call one last time

Suddenly, two strong arms wrap themselves around your waist and you’re pulled into someone’s chest. You gasp, almost scream, but soften up when you feel the warmth on your back

“Hi baby” a deep voice says in your ear, sending chills down your spine “I missed you”

You turn around and are very pleased to see a handsome face and a warm exposed chest your boyfriend smiling at you.

“Mhm, missed you too” You wrap your arms around him and rest your head against his chest, happy to hear his heartbeat. Taehyung places his head atop of yours and gently strokes your hair. You tighten your grasp around him and hum.

Few seconds later, he lifts your chin up and gently lays a kiss on your lips.

“How are you doing?” He asks, his right hand cupping your cheek. The warmth of it is comforting.

“Exhausted, but you know how it goes” You shrug and he smiles

“Not too tired for dinner ? I could cook something if you want”

“Mhm... let me just go shower and put something else on” You sadly let go of him

“Sure, go ahead” he whispers and you give him a kiss before regretfully tearing yourself away from him.

You walk up the stairs to your bedroom, where you find the bed undone. You smile, Taehyung never really liked making the bed and, very honestly, neither did you. You slump onto the mattress and bury your face into the pillows, inhaling his scent. Lavender. Relaxing. Just like he is.

After a warm shower, you find a t-shirt Taehyung left on a chair in the room and wear it. It’s big enough to reach your thighs and, if you were more energised, you’d probably stay like this. You grab large pants and put them on.

Once again, you smell lavender all around you.

When you’re back in the living area, you see Taehyung busying himself in the kitchen. He hears your steps and his eyes find yours as a smile appears on his face when he notices that you’re wearing his shirt

“My shirt looks better on you than it’d ever do on me” He teases, his gaze longing on your frame.

“maybe I should keep it then” you smile and ask ; ”Do you need any help?”

“no no no no no, you’ve worked enough already. Go and have some rest. I'll call you when everything’s ready okay?”

Too tired to argue on this anyways -and thankful for the given rest-, you go lay down on the couch, your body oriented to let you look at Taehyung.

As he hums and moves to the chill music that was playing in the background, you start to detail his beautiful figure. From the curl of his dark hair (which you knoW are so so soft to the touch) to his beautiful profile and his nose you love so much down to his broad shoulder and then his tanned abs you see from time to time when the opened shirt of his pyjama moves according to his steps.

oH! Let’s not forget his perfect hands gripping at the pan’s handle while he cooks… vegetables? Something like that yeah.

Taehyung is giving his best into what he’s cooking. Vegetables with rice, that’s the only thing he could do quickly.

Quickly as in less than half an hour, unlike his friend Namjoon who’d take this time just to cook the rice.

The music he put earlier is slowly starting to bore him. After washing his hands, he reaches out for his phone and plays a different playlist. It’s one you name yourself when the two of you were still friends (aka not dating yet). “Taetae fm” because you once joked he should have his own broadcasting channel on the radio. He’d always criticise the music playing so why not have his own channel 👀

“You know Y/n, I actually watched the fashion show live this afternoon. I mean, of course you know because I always do that haha. Anyways, you really were the highlight of the runway tonight. And I’m not saying this in a biased point of view. Okay I might be a bit biased as your boyfriend but I swear that it’s true!! You literally shone back there, especially in that gold dress you were wearing and even the audience was impressed by your looks maybe you didn’t see it on stage but some cameras filmed their reactions and everyone was looking at you. Really, you were so gorge-oh” Taehyung looks at you and smile fondly “Of course you’re asleep, baby”

He lets his phone aside and checks the now cooked food before making his way to the couch. There’s a blanket on the sofa, he covers you with it, scared you might get cold. Taehyung put a loose strand of hair behind your ear and places a kiss on your chin.

You slowly open your eyes and find yourself face to face with him. You both smile.

“Hi there beautiful” He whispers

“what time is it? Did I sleep until the morning?” You’re scared of having slept through the entire nap without realising

“almost 1:20am, I just finished cooking. I thought you might be cold so I went to cover you with the blanket. You should go enjoy the food while it’s still hot, imma go to the toilet”

You nod as an answer and watch him leave upstairs. Getting up from the warmth of the couch is the hardest part so you keep the soft blanket draped around your shoulders and walk towards the kitchen. You grab two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks that you place on the counter along with glasses and a bottle of water.

You then go take care of the rice and the vegetables, which you mix in the pan. The song playing changes and your favourite nighttime tune starts.

“I don’t want a friend, I want my life in two” you sing along

“Waiting to get there, waiting for you” Taehyung’s voice startles you as he grabs your wrists and pulls your back close to him. You smile as he makes the both of you dance slowly. You put his arms around you so it’s like he’s hugging you from the back. You swing around for a little while, enjoying the close proximity as you both softly hum the song, making your body vibrate against each other, moving in perfect coordination.

“I love you” he whispers in your ear and then kisses it, sending chills down your spine, before lifting one of your arm up to make you turn so that you’re now facing him “did my baby sleep well?” You nod as you place your arms around his waist, paying attention to go under the shirt so you’re touching as much skin as possible.

Taehyung chuckles before asking you in that same, chill-sending, low deep voice ; “Still hungry? Because I’m starving”

If you didn’t just wake up, you would’ve definitely caught that lust in his eyes and also the fact that this wasn’t as innocent as it seemed.

As an answer, your stomach growls pretty loudly, making Taehyung laugh . “I’ll take that as a yes. Sit down, princess. Let me take care of you”

You do as he says, jumping on a stool, detailing all of his moves. You only realise how hungry you actually were when you start eating. Rice with vegetables has never tastes better. You eat everything in less than 5 minutes when you’d usually take your time to finish your plate.

“Damn, that was a well needed dinner! Thank you Tae” you mess a bit with his soft locks

“Imagine me who was waiting for you all evening!! I was hungry too” He pouts.

“Oh come on, I was working today. Cardio in heels isn’t the best way to wake up, let alone spend the whole day standing in tight clothes. When I think you has a day off… pfff. I saw the bed, I’m sure you stayed there all day, you lazyyyyyyyyy ass.”

He mumbles some gibberish and you giggle, knowing that you're right. He looks away, crossing his arms and obviously sulking. You leave your stool and stand behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck. You leave a few kisses on his cheek and neck

“- Don’t be such a babyy. You know I love you.

- You do?

- of course, you dummy” you bop his nose "Sooo, what do we have for desert?

- You. Uh I mean!! Yoghurt, fruits, cakes, fruits…anything” he clears his throat

“Great! What do you prefer?” You open the fridge

“ I’d very happily eat you out honestly but an apple sounds good”

“Oh sur- wait whaT!?” You snap your head to him, eyes wide open

what did he sayyyyyyyy?????

whaT am I even supposed to say noW oh my goddddd

You close the fridge’s door, suddenly not so yogurt-hungry.

There’s a sudden silence between the two of you, only disturbed by the music still playing in the background.

“Mhm? What is it?” He turns around to face you, asking so innocently “did I say something wrong ?”

This man knows what he is doing for sure. Has he ever been that straightforward before ?

Taehyung stands and closes the distance between your bodies, now towering over you.

He lowers himself slightly to speak in your ear “what is it baby? Mhm?” You feel his smile on your cheek when he lays a kiss on it “what happened to my all proud and fierce y/n who was so confident telling me I was being lazy all day, huh? Tell me” He lays another kiss on your temple

OkaY

now he’s being a tease

Great

1 A.M. fluffy and bare chested teaser Taehyung

gReAT

Anyhow, it’s a good turn on.

Really.good.freaking.turn.on

Being tired and turned on was definitely not a good mix for you. You could feel the heat rising in your body and hear your heart pounding in your ears.

“Tae…”

He laughs gently seeing you silently begging for more, brushing your face with his lips, teasing another kiss.

“Tsk tsk, you gotta speak darling, I cannot guess”

You should calm down and go to sleep, it’s 1am and you have work tomorrow you should definitely-

“Fuck-“ You sigh and grab his face, sealing your lips together while closing your eyes.

It doesn’t take long for that kiss to turn into a heated make out session.

You grab and pull some of his dark curls while his hands travels under his your shirt.

You break the kiss just a second to catch your breath.

“Have i ever told you you have the perfect body?” Taehyung asks

“Did I ever tell you how perfect you are??” You reply

He laughs, deep raspy laugh.

You’re too tired for this

And because you’re tired, you’re even more horny :D

Taehyung puts his hands behind your thighs and you jump, locking your legs around his waist, hands still in his hair, lips against his while carries you to the bedroom.

He leaves your lips to travel down your jaw and then collarbone. You throw your head back.

Taehyung gently lays you on the mattress of your king sized bed and makes it his personal mission to pleasure you tonight.

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spiciespencie · 3 years

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Spencer being the camera man with you so he can have a video to watch while he's on a case and so you star following his instructions and fuck yourself, he's so turn on that he leaves the camera on the tripod, sits and he starts touching himself

hehehe i like this one ;)

CW: penetrative sex (toy), kinda voyeurism, fingering, cum play, masturbation (male and female), kissing, dom!spencer, sub!reader, a comment is made abt switch!spencer, making a porno? idk what to call it. *please let me know if i’ve missed anything*

spencer had been gone so frequently in the past few months. today, you planned on doing something special for him. you weren’t exactly sure what you should do, but that’s when he brought the solution to you.

“spence,” you piped in, stepping out of the bathroom once you had showered to peek at your boyfriend reading in a chair. “i was wondering something.”

“what would that something be?” he piped up, placing the book down on the nightstand.

“when you’re away on cases… what’s the hardest part about being away on cases?” you cringed at the wording.

“being away from you,” he answered within a heartbeat. “especially when we’re on a case where the hours are ridiculous. sometimes by the time i get to the hotel, you’re deep in sleep.”

“right…” you tried to think of some sort of solution that could stem from this issue. “what’s one of the hardest parts of being away from me?”

“what’s this about?” he chuckled as he walked closer to you, holding onto your elbows as if to stabilize you.

“i don’t know… you’ve just been gone a lot and i feel bad. i wanna do something special for you so being away wouldn’t be so tough,” you shrugged before spencer cupped your cheek and neck, bringing your lips to meet with his softly and tentatively.

“never,” he began once he pulled away, “has anyone loved me so much as to be so thoughtful. i love you beyond measure. so much so that i feel as though ‘i love you’ is too mundane a phrase,” he whispered with such sincerity it brought tears to your eyes.

“stop, i’m supposed to be displaying my love for you right now,” you shoved his shoulder playfully before giving him a hug.

“the sex,” he randomly stated. you pulled back and gave him a quizzical look. “the hardest part of being away from you, that there may be a solution for, is sex. i’m always thinking about you, and you make me horny… a lot.”

“well, doctor,” you trailed your hands to his shoulders, knowing calling him ‘doctor’ always got to him, “what is the remedy to this problem?”

and now, you were sitting naked on the bed, legs spread so spencer, and the camera, could see all of you very clearly.

you’re making a video for him for while he’s away. at least that way, he’ll still have a piece of you.

“run your hand down your body like i would, kitten, play with your tits,” he ordered, zooming the camera in to focus on only you.

“yes, doctor,” you ran your hands from your hair down to your breasts, playing with them and tweaking your nipples and massaging the pillowy flesh before trailing them down to your torso.

“now i want you to see how wet you are for me,” he added, biting his lower lip as he began to look through the camera.

you let your fingers wander between your legs, cupping your center before using your middle and ring finger to gather the wetness that’s accumulated from the way spencer had been eyeing you.

“look,” you presented your fingers to him and the camera before pressing them to your tongue and sucking all of your juices off of them. “you sure you don’t want me to relieve some of that pressure?” you eyed his obvious bulge, not like he was trying to hide it.

“i’ve got it covered, my love,” he began palming himself over his pants, his breathing becoming a bit heavier but not doing anything more; this video was all about you. “pick up the toy, suck on it like you would my dick.”

you reached onto your nightstand and grabbed the dildo he has bought you, one relatively similar in size to him that was a lavender color. you opened your mouth and hit it against your tongue how spencer would often do before allowing you to take the reigns.

once you wrapped your lips around it, you would shift eye contact between spencer and the camera, not knowing which one you wanted to look at more. you opted for the camera, that way at least future spencer could look in your eyes as he would work himself to that high you would miss witnessing. you began exaggerating everything for the sake of the camera, shoving the silicone down your throat and gagging on it, allowing your saliva to drip down to your chest, your tears staining your cheeks. it was exactly as if spencer were doing this.

although he wasn’t, it would never be that good.

“fuck, y/n,” he whispered loud enough for you to hear, acting as if the microphone wouldn’t be able to pick up the sound. “are you ready for it? or do you need to get yourself ready first?”

“can’t you do it for me?” you pleaded. “you do it so much better, make me feel so good,” even whipping out the old puppy dog eyes didn’t work.

“answer the fucking question,” he reasoned with. “are you ready for it or not?”

“i-i’m ready now,” you bit your lower lip as you swallowed thickly.

“good girl,” he grinned. “now i want you to slowly push it in.”

you listened exactly. spreading your legs even wider and planting your feet on the bed, you put the fake dick at your entrance and slowly let the head enter you. your breathing picked up slightly the deeper the toy got inside of you. by the time it was all the way inside, you were nearly out of breath.

“fuck yourself with it,” he ordered, beginning to rub himself a bit more than before. “slowly, and play with your tits too, like i would.”

pushing the toy in and out of you slower than you would’ve liked, purposefully teasing yourself, you trailed your free hand up to cup your breast. you began to knead the mound, occasionally paying special attention to your nipples like spencer would. although, you wish he would’ve taken it in his mouth then and there. he did everything better. it’s like he knew your body better than you, which was decently plausible.

“spen-spencer,” you moaned out, silently pleading him to fake mercy on you.

“faster,” he pulled himself out of his slacks now, his breathing becoming subtle moans as yours were radiating in the room.

“fuck, please,” you didn’t know what you needed, but you needed something else, something more.

“shit,” he groaned, his head falling back for the briefest of seconds. “clit,” he breathed out, “rub your clit.”

“oh my god,” you used your fingers to find the sensitive pearl and began playing with it.

it had been so long since you had done this yourself, spencer always insisted on doing it for you and when you were away, he didn’t want you to touch yourself or cum without him. he was a rather possessive dom - although you were bound to prove he was a switch somehow, but that’s for another time.

“i’m so close,” you threw your own head back. “i need you spencer! please, god!” you let the tears that were welling in your eyes overflow, hoping the man would take pity on you.

“keep going. don’t fucking stop,” he commanded as he worked himself closer to the edge.

“please!” you cried out. “let me taste you, please! cum in my mouth!” you begged him, losing all dignity and self respect for the genius across the room. “spencer! fuck-please! i need you so fucking bad!”

“cum, my love,” he chuckled as he saw your legs trembling, your knees closing in on nothing and your hands ceasing their movements as you came down. the whole time he was working himself to his own high, his cum covering his stomach after watching your spectacular performance. “wanna clean up for me?”

you eagerly nodded and removed the toy from inside, wincing slightly from the stimulation before padding across the room with weak legs and kneeling below him. he grasped your hands and it them on his knees, giving you permission to touch him. you smiled before you extended your body, bringing your tongue to his stomach and licking up all of his cum. perhaps you sucked a few marks whilst doing so… but what could you say? you loved the man, and he’s yours.

“so good for me, my love, y’know that?” you shook your head ‘no’ so he would go on. “i think you do,” you smirked at his words. “cleaning up my own mess after starring in a video for me? you’re too good for me, love.”

“never,” you interrupted as he helped you to your feet. “you deserve the best, and i can only try and provide a fraction of that for you.”

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jarofstyles · 4 years

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A/N: this one.... biiiitch.... giving you all a little college!harry, he’s so cute 👉🏼👈🏼 enjoy hehe 😈 - n + d

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Harry felt a bit creepy.

It wasn’t as if it was on purpose! No... but she was at all of the places he went. At first he had thought it was a coincidence, but as he developed a routine for his classes, he found that they were often around each other for similar reasons. And usually? He would try and go up, introduce himself, and make a friend. The problem was... she was pretty.

Not like normal pretty. Pretty as in, holy fuck you make me so nervous and perhaps I’ll word vomit, pretty. He was shit at making the first move. She was in his Monday and Friday classes and sat not far from him, he noticed. And they always ended up at the Coffee Bean on Tuesday and Thursdays, sitting not too far from one another again. She got tea with a few cookies, and he got a black coffee and an orange scone. They’d work on their coursework and Harry would wait for her to leave and see her make it to her car before he would leave, not wanting to make it seem like he was following her. He’s found out her name through friends stopping in to see her. It was Y/N. Gorgeous, just like her.

Funny enough, Harry wasn’t the only one who had a bit of a crush. Y/N realized in the second week of classes that Harry was in fact one of the most intimidatingly cool and attractive men she’d ever seen. College boys weren’t supposed to look like that, but he was all soft in his sweaters and baggy pants. She wasn’t sure how he pulled it off so well, but she could admit she was jealous.

Seeing him at the Coffee bean was a relief because well, he walked in after her every time. She assumed it was because he had a class that ended later or something, but it didn’t go unnoticed that he was there. Usually it wasn’t too busy or loud so she could glance at him from the corner of her eye as they sat at one of the big tables. She felt like it would be too weird to talk to him, he seemed so... quiet. She’d never heard him speak, hell, she’d only ever locked eyes with him for milliseconds. Y/N wished she could be one of those girls that could effortlessly flirt, ask for a pencil or something, but she knew she’d freeze up and forget her rehearsed line.

Today however, when Y/N arrived, Harry was already there at his usual spot. Okay, Y/N... act natural. She thought to herself, going to order her usual before walking to boldly take a seat across from him. It would have worked out fine if her tote bag didn’t accidentally catch the corner of one of his books, sending things flying.

“Shit— sorry, I—” Y/N swore, setting her bag on the table before bending down to get the book and a few papers and a pen. Real smooth.

Harry was slightly startled when his shit went flying, but when he saw who had knocked it over, his heart picked up. Oh, shit.

“Oh— it’s okay, don’t worry about it.” Harry’s voice was a bit gruff from not using it much today, pushing his chair back and bending down to grab the stuff with her. “S’my fault for putting it so close to the edge. I used to do that at home and my cat would knock it all off.”

Great. Already rambling.

Y/N didn’t register it at first, but he was british? Fuck. If she wasn’t already on her knees she would dropped down anyway, biting her lip to stop any noises that could have escaped. She giggled when he said his cat used to knock things over, “mine too.” She mumbled and went to stand up, feeling a tug at her arm.

“Ah, shit.” Harry had caught his ring in her sweater, pulling one of the threads. “Damn, I’m so sorry.” He blushed slightly, knowing how annoying it was to have a pulled thread. His collection of sweaters was immense, thanks to his nan— and he felt terrible. Damn his chunky things. “They always get caught in mine too but I wear them anyways. I can replace the sweater, if you need.” Damn it. He was trying to come off as smooth... not so nervous. But he was. She was so pretty and she was up close, she smelled like peaches and vanilla and a bit of sweet mint and her hands were so soft.

“Oh no, It’s fine! it’s old anyway— I can just cut it off or tuck it in or something.” Honestly, Y/N would figure it out. The last thing she wanted was for him to feel bad, it was an accident after all. She let him untangle it, holding her hand still though it seemed like he needed some help. “Smaller fingers...” She mumbled, using her nails to get the thread gently off of the ring. “‘s a nice ring.” Y/N complimented, finally meeting his eyes and feeling the breath leave her lungs at the close proximity. Her lips parted naturally, scanning his face for any signs of discomfort.

She was beautiful Harry though he may get sick because wow. Wow. He had imagined holding her hand and kissing her but this exact moment he hadn’t a clue on what to do. So he improvised.

“Are you in the 8 am psych class on Mondays?” He tilted his head. “I know I’ve seen you before.” Oh, he had seen her a lot. Especially in his dreams, day and night. It had been a bit intoxicating, really. At her nod, his grin came on his face. “Sick. S’that what you’re gonna study for?” He didn’t bring up the other class because... it would be embarrassing if she hadn’t noticed him before and he knew all too much. He needed a refill of his coffee though so he grabbed his cup, gently taking her things and placing them on the table next to his. “At least let me buy your stuff though. I feel awful about your sweater.”

“I’m actually just waiting on them to finish making mine, I was on my way to secure a spot but—” Y/N blushed, realizing the mess she had made. “Could you get it for me while you’re up there? It’s for Y/N. I can sit here and watch your stuff.” She felt like that was a subtle way for her to tell him her name.

This was the most she had ever spoken to him and it had been about a month or so that she’d been eyeing him up. She knew he was in her English literature class as well, but psych was her major. Y/N wondered if maybe he too was a psych major, maybe that’s why they sort of had the same schedule? Regardless, she felt a bit nervous making conversation so she spent the time he was away coming up with what she was going to ask him and how she was going to keep the ball rolling. Hopefully she didn’t interrupt his studying, if anything she’d leave him alone.

“Y/N?” He tested it on his tongue out loud for the first time. It tasted good. “Yeah. M’Harry. I’ll be back.” He nodded, going towards the front. His heart going a mile a minute, he couldn’t believe how quickly his luck had changed. He ordered an extra cake pop today, for her. she had said it didn’t matter but to him, it did. Eventually he hoped he could buy her a replacement. Or... maybe she could wear his around. Wow. That would stroke his ego and his fragile heart to the core. He could already see her on his lavender fishermen’s sweater, in front of his fireplace back at home. She would be so cute. The voice calling her name snapped him out of the fantasy, Harry grabbing it and then his own shortly after before returning to the table. “Here. I got the last cake pop for you. Don’t tell anyone I’m the offender.”

“Ooo you’re a dead man if they find out.” Y/N said, looking around before gently taking it from him. “Thank you... that’s sweet.” She blushed, taking a bite of it before taking a sip of her chai latte. Now that she had stuff to fiddle around with she could take a breather and not have to worry about filling space. “But um.. did interrupt something? Don’t want to distract you...” Y/N nodded over to his laptop, secretly hoping that he wasn’t up to much so that she could chat to him. She just wanted to know the basics, literally anything would satisfy her craving. Harry was quite literally her wet dream, she’d been looking all around campus for someone like him to come around. “I uh... I think I’m also in your English lit class? I feel like I see you around often.” Y/N spoke, pushing a piece of her hair behind her ear. “What’s your major?” She felt like this conversation was light, something that would eventually lead into other things like... if he was single and looking for a girlfriend.

“Oh, you’re not bugging me. I’ve kind of been staring at the screen and zoning out if m’honest.” Harry chuckled, embarrassed a little to admit it. But everyone could relate to that, right? “And yeah... actually I think so.” He smiled lightly before taking a sip of his drink. Victory! She had noticed him too. He wasn’t the lonely creep who stared at the first who had no idea who he was. She knew who he was, kind of. He gently drew his sweater over his hands like little paws before going to her question. “English. I want to write and stuff, edit maybe. My dad has a publishing company so, I’m lucky I like a bit of the family business.” He tried to joke, looking at her. God. It was unnerving how beautiful and also, how fucking comfortable she was to be around. What a contrast. “And you? What major?” He took a nibble of his scone, not wanting to make a mess.

English? He’s a writer? Goodness. She was going to lose it.

“That’s cool, any specific genre you like to write?” Y/N asked curiously because well, it would actually tell her a lot about him and the kind of person he was. “I picture some mystery or possibly poetry, could go either way.” She said and squinted her eyes as she looked at him, pretending to size him up. “I can’t say I’m all that interesting, a psych major. Just like every other artsy person who doesn’t exactly want to commit to an art degree.” Y/N chuckled, “still deciding between criminal justice or counseling but... either way I’d be happy to get to pick someone’s brain. She did have the habit of analyzing people but only so she could understand them better. Y/N knew that all people wanted at the core was to be understood and loved for who they are, for the most part. Harry seemed reserved, calm and relaxed, secure in himself that’s for sure. It was extremely attractive.

“Oh? That’s really cool though.” Harry was genuinely interested in what she had to say either way. The major didn’t matter in his interest in her but it gave him information and something to talk about. If she was marketing or math he would be just as interested. “Criminal seems particularly interesting. Like that criminal minds show then? You’ll learn how they work and all of that?” He didn’t really know what it meant or why she had chosen it. “But close. I write romance novels.” He blushed fully. “Don’t judge me for it. But s’easy for me and I’m good at it, or so I’ve been told. I’ve been writing for a while.” He felt himself loosen up as they talked. Even if she intimidated him, she was really nice and sweet. “Poetry too, lots of it. But romance is my main thing, I’d like to do novels and that sort of stuff.” He could see she didn’t think it was lame, rather interesting. Which was a major relief. He wanted to impress her, so so badly.

“Sorta, yeah. Like... being able to predict a criminal's next move, psychologically.” Y/N explained and shrugged, “feel like it’s really fun and interesting but terrifying all at once. Dunno if I could actually interview a criminal without feeling like it was going to cry.” She let out a laugh, knowing she was quite soft. Her face lit up when he said he wrote romance novels. Wow. Well, as if he wasn’t a character right out of a romcom himself! She felt like that’s what this was. A romcom. Bumping into him at a coffee shop like a scene straight from one. “Really?! So you’re a proper romantic then? Buy the last cake pop for every girl, hmm?” She gave him a bashful smile. The very last thing she was doing was judge, she was more so thinking about their wedding. Yep. Already. Daydreaming because she swore she’d hit the jackpot. Wasn’t even sure if he liked her yet, but she was hopeful. After all, she’d turned on her charm.

“I guess I am.” Harry smirked to himself slightly at the good reception. Damn. He had been so worried and hesitant- he should have just talked to her. She wasn’t... that scary. Only a little bit.

He let her talk a bit more about her degree and Harry went on to speak about his favorite authors, and then the conversation shifted towards their classes and how he had been struggling slightly in psych— which led to her offering to help. Harry was shocked because honestly he hadn’t expected it from her, but he was pleased. He was happy to have an excuse to hang out with her more. See more of her and be able to teach himself to relax properly around her. He felt like a damn wind up toy, giddy and excited.

“That would be so helpful, if you could. And if you don’t mind.” He stressed. “I have a place off campus, if you’d want to go there? I’ll buy you some pizza or something for your help.” He was a giver and if it meant getting a $20 pizza for her because he wanted good quality, then he would!

“Yeah, that sounds good.” Y/N was practically jumping up and down with joy in her mind, this was a turn of events. She went from secretly crushing on him to being invited over his house in only a few hours. “I can never say no to pizza, but it’s really no problem. They say if you can teach it to someone else then you truly understand it so it’ll be a good test for me. Y/N also knew that they wouldn’t just study. Come on. It was a Friday night and study was practically code for hook up, especially considering he had invited her to his place and not the library. She had to prepare, had to make sure she looked cute and everything. She’d shower before hand too, the whole nine. “I can be there around 6?” Y/N suggested, checking her calendar app even though she already knew when she could come. She had to at least look like she wasn’t jumping at the idea.

“That’s cool. Uh— here, if you want I can put my number in your phone and whenever you want I can text you the address?” Oh, fuck. How, how the tables have turned. He had gone from wistfully staring at her every day to having a scheduled study session with her, the girl he’d been practically having wet dreams about. Having a full conversation and then her having his number! He was giddy and playing with the sleeves of his sweater as a result of the excited nerves. “Do you have any allergies? I do have a kitten at home.” He wanted to make sure he wouldn’t have to put Marie away. He loved his baby but he wanted to try something and see if she would be cool with him in a private setting. It would be less hard to talk about deeper things without people around. He took her phone from her and typed in his number, adding his name with a little 📚 after it. That wasn’t too much, right?

“Aw you do! I have one too, well... he thinks he’s a big boy.” Y/N shook her head at the thought of her sweet little Milo. Despite not doing anything she planned to do at the coffee shop, it still felt like a productive day in her eyes. Finally getting to chat with Harry felt like a breath of fresh air and he wasn’t all that scary now that she got to chatting with him. She took her phone back and smiled at the cute little emoji, sending him a text to let him know it was her before hesitantly getting up. “Alright well, I gotta get back to my kitten... but, I��ll see you tomorrow.” Y/N smiled, watching him stand up as well. The two of them walked out of the coffee shop and to their cars, Y/N being bold enough to give him a hug before opening her car door. “Night!” She was surprised with herself. Y/N was proud, completely over the moon and honestly she wasn’t sure how she was going to sleep tonight.

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Harry laid out on the bed that night with Marie on his chest. He had told her all about how the pretty Y/N had met him and that she would be coming over. The pretty cat was a long haired white kitty, and she purred along with Harry as he spoke. She liked hearing Harry be happy. It made him want to squeak when he heard his phone buzz and a little text from her popped up— he saved her as ‘Y/N 🌼’ because he felt like it fit. Part of him wanted to put a heart but he would be mortified if she saw and thought it was weird. She wore a yellow flower shirt one day so he figured that’s what he could excuse it as.

‘Hey, happy to hear from you! :) I hope your kitty is doing well. I meant to ask, you aren’t vegetarian are you?’

Y/N smiled at his text and attached a photo of her gray kitten laying across the top of her head while she laid down.

‘Yes, he’s quite cozy.’

‘I am actually! But I’m not too fussy.’

She couldn’t help it, she loved animals and she couldn’t bring herself to do it anymore. Occasionally, she would indulge in a chicken nugget or seafood, but for the most part she didn’t feel like she had to.

‘I’m going to get some sleep though, Good night Harry 💓’

That wasn’t too much was it? It was just a heart! She sent them to everyone. Y/N stayed up for a good ten minutes just digesting the day. Tomorrow would be even better, she had a feeling.

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Harry was... well, he wasn’t sure how to describe the emotion. When Niall inevitably quizzed him on why he was acting strange, the best he had come up with was a mix of nerves and giddiness, also terror and extreme happiness. He was going to hang out with the girl he had been silently crushing on— and they had been texting quite frequently in the short time they had each other’s numbers. Was this going to be a regular thing? Was it going to blossom into more? He knew that he had wasted time before, not talking to her. She wasn’t scary! No... she was so sweet and kind and beautiful and everything she said made him a literal heart eye emoji. She had taken to sending him random photos, even so quickly in and it felt comfortable. He had even sent her a shot of Marie on the counter this morning, on top of his school notes. It was odd. The excitement he felt when he heard the bing from his phone of the vibration in his pocket... it was incredible. He liked this feeling. Damn it. This was such a new thing. He wanted to do more.

He saw her in class, watching as she crept in a bit after the last call should be with a sheepish smile on her face. He waved to her silently and watched her climb up, his heart beating quicker when she chose a seat closer to his than before. She wanted to sit near him? He clutched the rainbow patchwork sweater by the sleeves and fiddled with the cuffs, nerves and excitement swirling in his tummy.

If class wasn’t already on, Y/N knew she would have tried to spark up some conversation with Harry, but for now all she could manage was passing him a note.

‘I like your cardigan :)’

It was really cute. Most of Harry’s wardrobe was and in her dream world she already stole a few to wear. English literature wasn’t exactly the most exciting class, but Harry seemed invested. Y/N enjoyed watching him focus and take notes while she mostly doodled some random flowers and bears in her notebook. Her mind was thinking about what she was going to wear to his house and how she definitely needed a shower before and that she had to put on the lotion that matched her perfume. Was she overthinking this? Maybe. Of course it was just a study date, but you could never be too sure where things could go. And if they did— she wanted to be ready.

He knew that he needed to contain himself but his smile made it hard. She liked his cardigan. The random compliment had him feeling mushy and happy and there was definitely a blush on his cheeks as he clicked his pen and wrote back to her.

‘Thanks :) my nan knitted it for me. I like your little head band.’

He passed it back before opening his notebook back up. Her stare could be felt and he wanted to smirk a little at it because, well, who wouldn’t? She was so great, and he wanted to experience more of her but he was trying to not rush shit. He was a romance writer after all. All of it felt so in tune with his own wants and he had a hard time believing it was real. Sweet little Y/N wanted to hang out with him and she complimented his cardigan!

‘Awe!! That’s cute and thank youuuu 🥰’

She drew him a little smiley face with hearts around it, felt like it was very on brand for her and her emotive texting. Y/N felt all giddy because she had made a new friend but she was really hoping they wouldn’t just be friends.

Y/N knew she was hard to read because she was generally nice to everyone and honestly, Harry seemed to be the same way. She could only assume he liked her because he asked her to hang out so quickly. And he’d bought her a cake pop and was planning on buying pizza tonight. Was it a date then? Gosh, she needed to stop reading into it. Her leg kept bouncing up and down, mind trying to refocus and thankfully, their professor was discussing something she too had noticed in her reading. She still managed to steal quick glances at Harry for the rest of the class, giving him shy little smiles. It wasn’t till class ended that she ended up speaking to him, but even that was quick. She needed to get home and get ready.

Harry had gotten a quick hi, and a ‘see you tonight!’ With her hand brushing his arm before she skipped off to.. wherever she went. And that had him nearly sprinting home. Cleaning top to bottom, vacuum, scrub, vacuum again. Changed his sheets— why, he wasn’t sure— put his laundry in the basket, filled up Marie’s food and water, fluffed the pillows, cleaned the windows and coffee table... he did it all. Even cleaned out the fridge! Like she would care? Harry didn’t know. All he did know was that he was finally showered and smelled nice, hair fixed and the pumpkin patch candle was lit! The tv was on low because he was nervous and needed some filler noise to keep himself from overthinking.

Y/N was doing the same, not cleaning her apartment but cleaning herself. She stripped out of her clothes when she got home and immediately got into the shower, taking one of those full maintenance ones for good measure. Once she was positive she was squeaky clean and smelled nice, she jumped out to take the next steps. God, she really wanted to impress him. He’d been her crush for a while and she needed this. She wanted to look like she didn’t put in my effort when she did so she decided to put on some light makeup and chose an outfit that was more laid back. Usually, she was seen wearing sweaters and jeans, nothing too fancy, so that’s exactly what she settled on. Y/N wanted to look warm and inviting.

Milo mewed beneath her feet as she collected all her study supplies, rubbing against her ankles in need of attention. “I’m sorry bubs, I know I didn’t get to spend lots of time with you today but don’t be too mad.” Y/N pouted, picking him up and giving him a cuddle for a few minutes. She held him up to her chest as she finished up, deciding she needed to leave now.

‘Leaving now, be there in 20 ✨’

She sent, hopping into her car with nerves bubbling up in her stomach. God, she really hoped tonight went well.

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When Harry heard the knock at the door he shot up, wiping his sweaty hands on his pants before forcing himself to be slow, walking to the door. And when he opened it, it really did feel like being hit in the gut. Seeing someone so beautiful, so up close? It got to him. He had to admit that. Y/N has this natural beauty that he drooled over. That felt like a hit. Every time he saw her he swore she got more beautiful.

“Hi.” He spoke with a smile, opening the door up for her. “Come inside. Marie is wandering around so I have to close the door. A little escape artist, she is.” He joked, letting her scurry in and close the door behind her.

“Hey! Oop— okay!” Y/N giggled and stepped past him into his apartment. It was very cute and very tidy. Y/N felt a little flutter in her belly, it was freshly cleaned. She stepped out of her shoes before further examining the decor. The style was something she very much expected for Harry, it was cozy and artsy. Lots of earth tones and that sweet autumn smell coming from the candle made her feel that much more excited. “It’s so nice in here! I love the pillows.” Y/N complimented, liking how some were fluffy and some had funky patterns on them. It was then that she heard a meow from below, Marie sniffing at her sock covered toes. “Oh hi there... sorry if you can smell Milo on me, gave me lots of snuggles before I left.” Y/N cooed down to the kitten, dropping down so she was closer to the ground and extended her hand for her to sniff and get used to.

Y/N realized this was very real now, especially because he had gone out of his way to make his place look nice. Most guys wouldn’t care, but maybe Harry did this for everyone. When she stood back up and turned to face him, she got a whiff of him and noticed his semi damp hair. He showered too. Oh—

Harry smiled at her and Marie, happy his kitten seemed to like her. Usually she would sniff his friends and run off but she began to weave over her legs and beg for pets. He was in awe. Christ. She had him by the balls already.

“Do you want anything to drink? I’ve got diet soda... apple juice, lots of teas. And water.” He hummed, going into the kitchen with her behind him. It was an open concept though, the kitchen the first thing near the door and it opened into a large living area, the hall down going to the master bedroom. It was simple but perfect for him in college. He gave her a moment to think it over as he looked at her. So cozy and... cuddly. He wanted to slide his hands under her sweater and feel her warm skin and nuzzle into the crook of her neck, let her fingers play through his hair.

“Apple juice sounds good.” Y/N smiled, having picked up Marie at this point to carry her into the kitchen with them. She had a feeling she’d get along just great with Milo if they ever got to meet. “You’re a sweet little thing, aren’t you?” Y/N cooed at the kitten, seeing her comfortably settled against her. “Does your Daddy spoil you with snuggles too?” She asked toying with her little paw before looking up at Harry with a smile. He had fumbled a bit with the lid of the juice at her words which made her giggle, “How are you? How was your day today?” Y/N was genuinely curious, deciding to make some small talk before actually sitting down. In her head she could already imagine the two of them hanging out here constantly, tangled up in one another, kissing and laughing and doing all the cute things that Harry likely wrote about in his stories.

“I’m— im good.” Harry’s mouth was dry. He knew that she hadn’t meant anything by it, but he heard her say ‘daddy’ in reference to him, and his stupid cock had jumped, tummy felt hot. Damn it. He wished he wasn’t so deprived but... she had been at the forefront of his mind. “It was a good day. I was happy to talk to you. You’re fun to talk to.” He meant it too. She was so interesting and funny and he was completely whipped and okay with it. Damn. He wished he had maybe a bit more restraint with his imagination but he didn’t. Not at all. “I have a harder time meeting people... i can be a little shy sometimes. I’m in my own head a lot you know? I have my core group of friends but... it’s hard to get to know people. I want to know them.” Her. That translates to her.

“Yeah?” Y/N felt her heart jump. He was happy to speak with her even just a little bit? He wanted to talk to her and get to know her? It wasn’t just a one sided thing. They were both making an effort in their own way and she was thinking someone had to break the tension. “I’m happy you think so.” Y/N blushed, “I um... I also like talking to you.” She had her little friend group as well but she never thought she’d actually end up being friends with Harry. Listening to him explain how reserved he was definitely made her feel special though. He chose to open up to her, she was special enough for that and that made her cheeks grow warm once again. “I’ll tell you just about anything you want to know.” Y/N smiled, hesitantly placing Marie down before taking a few steps closer to him to get her glass of apple juice.

“Ooooh, a little daunting. Anything? Your social security number?” Harry was joking. Trying to clear the air and make her relax because she was a bit shy too and he wanted her to be comfortable here. This place should be a good spot for her. He motioned for her to come sit on the couch with him, Marie trailing after Y/N. Little traitor had a new favorite already but... he couldn’t say he could blame her. “I dunno... it’s hard sometimes, in this age to make genuine friendships. Feels like everyone’s already got their friend groups and you don’t want to infringe upon them yeah? And... I write a lot. I’m not a partier. Not to sound cliche but again.... I’m a writer.” He chuckled.

“I said just about!” Y/N chuckled, shaking her head to herself at his joke. She felt like she was an open book, she was pretty open with the things she liked and generally she aimed to spread positivity and love where she could. Her hobbies included lots of things, music, knitting, reading, gardening. That kind of stuff. “But yeah, I get that... I’ve been pretty content with my group of friends, though I think most people are open to making new ones. At least I am... I am a bit shy though.” Y/N took a sip of her apple juice before setting it down on the coffee table again. “Yeah, you said. Romance novels.” She smiled and leaned back into the couch, getting comfortable. “What sorts of romance novels?” What? Could you blame her for wanting to know what sort of content was in them? Maybe it could give her some insight on what he wanted.

“Oooooh. Hard hitting stuff.” Harry huffed out playfully. “I’m... it’s a variety, I think. I’ve done supernatural, classic tropes, historical romance was very fun. I am partial to enemies to lovers or forbidden romances though. They’re the most fun to write.” Y/N genuinely looked like she cared so he continued. “I’ve been trying out different stuff but....” he blushed again. “I’m... looking at erotica right now.” It wasn’t something he usually would blurt out but hey, she seemed trustworthy. Plus she didn’t seem like she would judge either. It was a new favorite of his. The rawness of it and writing sex scenes... it was amazing. Reading it, writing it, he thought he could do some on the side and sell it under a pen name. It would be a fun thing to try.

Erotica. This man sat down and wrote detailed sex scenes, likely kinky, for fun? Thankfully she didn’t have any juice in her mouth because it surely would have been spat out.

“H-how are you finding it?” She asked, reaching for her apple juice because she felt like she couldn’t sit still now. How else was she supposed to go about things when all she could think about was sex. Sex with him specifically. Y/N wasn’t blind, she knew that Harry was very attractive and very much gifted with beautiful hands. She could only assume he would have a wonderful cock as well. She knew there was no way someone so quite couldn’t have the filthiest of minds, she knew hers was. Her fantasies were where she roamed free.

“I mean... I do like it a lot, actually. I hope that doesn’t come across as creepy or pervy but I like to be able to write something like that. It’s freeing, in a sense.” Harry couldn’t really properly describe why but, he was a kinky dude. You’d never think it. He was soft and wore sweaters a lot and drank tea at home from a kitty mug but he was.... a kinky fucker. And he loved sex. There was just something about it. He wanted to try more and more of it but he had a tendency to get attached to his partners, even hook ups... so he had put that on a hault.

“I’d like to read some...” Y/N felt like at some point, she’d want to read his writing. If he felt comfortable now she didn’t mind. It was just writing, wasn’t it?

“You want to?” She looked at him with bright eyes and her a fast nod so Harry decided to say, fuck it. If they were going to work as friends... or lovers, which is what Harry really wanted... she would need to accept this side. He grabbed his laptop and boosted it on, letting himself grab the latest completed scene. “Here. You can read this, i'll order the pizza.” There were obvious nerves in his belly from letting her read filthy smut from his computer but Y/N... she was different. He couldn’t put his finger on why, but she was.

They were meant to be studying.

That was long forgotten though as Y/N nodded and got comfortable on the couch with his laptop sat in her lap. It felt a bit taboo, but she figured she could separate the writer from the story.

The scene was from a male character’s perspective, describing him having a long and hard day at work where all he could think about was his partner. Y/N felt her face get progressively warmer as the character spoke about his partner, she couldn’t help but imagine this was how Harry was when he was horny and needy.

Y/N knew that if she was his, she would certainly brighten up his mood after a tough day at work. Seeing her own name in the document however proved that Harry thought the same. Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head, her eyes lifting from the screen to look up at him as he ordered the pizza completely unaware of her discovery.

This is what he imagined? This is what he wanted to do.... with her?

Harry ordered two cheese pizzas and some cinnamon dessert thing because there was a a special going on. He had thought about getting more but he didn’t want to go overboard with it, so he finished the order. Thank god for online ordering.

“Okay... it’ll be here in 25 minutes I think.” He hummed, looking up and freezing slightly. She looked blushy and her eyes wide as she read the post and he wondered why she looked a bit startled. “Hey... y’alright love?” He asked quietly. God damn it. Had he freaked her out too much? Was it just too much in general for the first time they properly hung out? He couldn’t remember exactly what scene he had pulled up. Just that it was recent, a billionaire type of thing.

Y/N casually moved the laptop on to the coffee table without answering his question. She didn’t think twice before she climbed on to his lap, hands settling on his shoulders. Sure, it was a risky move, but after what she’d read? She felt like she had to make her move. She wanted to be just as hot and sexy as he had imagined her to be. Harry’s shocked expression made her smile, hand going up to cup his cheek.

“You left my name in the document...” Y/N’s voice spoke low and slow, thumb brushing over his now parted lips. Never did she think she could be so bold so soon, but fuck did it feel good. She felt so powerful, so sexy, and so so horny. “Thought about me riding your cock so much you wrote about it?” Y/N whispered, leaning in to kiss the skin just below his ear before nibbling at the skin. “Noticed me before we properly met... thought about me... is this what you wanted, baby?”

Harry blanked.

Oh. fuck.

He hadn’t expected her to climb into his lap. Climbing on and straddling him, cupping his cheek, talking in that hot little voice that had his cock filling a bit. Holy fucking shit.

“Oh—” He was cut off by her thumb over her lip. She was into it, into him. How had this happened? He had to be dreaming. But... no. Her heat was too real to be a dream. Her eyes too clear and dark, her smell too real. It was real. “Y-yeah...” He whispered, gasping when she kissed his skin, hand grabbing her waist. Oh, hell. Under his pants, his cock was quickly hardening. You couldn’t blame him, his dream woman, his crush, was straddling his lap and kissing his neck. Talking like this.

“Thought about it ‘lots.” He muttered. She was so bold for this and that was something he found so sexy. When her teeth scraped his skin and bit down a bit harder, a dark groan left his mouth, hand on her waist tightening. “Holy shit... Y/N.”

“Hmm... feels good?” Y/N questioned, licking over the spot that she bit before moving to a new one. “Think I can make you cum in 25 minutes?” Y/N felt like she could take on the challenge, his cock was already hardening beneath her and she was a bit of foreplay away from being completely soaked. “Wanna try all of it, yeah?” Y/N muttered, nipping at the spot just where his jawline met his neck. “Riding your cock.... you bending me over, can choke me too. Please do...” She moaned at the thought, her hormones completely taking over. He still seemed to be frozen, despite his hand now on her waist so she moved her hips forward a little bit and tugged at his hair. “Wanna make you feel good.”

Y/N had a kink for giving but it seemed Harry did as well. She expected a needy hook up, rough touches, quickness, pure lust. It’s exactly what she needed. It’s been a while since she’d hooked up with anyone and she was desperate for Harry to break her dry spell.

“Ah, shit.” Harry hissed. The tug at his hair sent a shock of hot arousal down his spine. That got him going so quickly. She wanted to fuck? Right now? He would be a fool to say no, and he wasn’t raised a fool. “Yeah? Y’want to ride my cock?” He asked lowly. “Fucks sake... I didn’t know you were so dirty.” He never would have guessed it from her either but... they were here. And he was snapped out of his shock by the tug, and now he was ready to do whatever the fuck she let him. “What did y’want the most, love? Tell me.” He had taken into account that she wanted to be choked, raising a hand to gently cuff her throat, bringing her close to his face. The confidence was soaring now, and all because she was leaking it. She wanted it, desperately. “I said, tell me.” He gave a quick squeeze to her throat. “Want to know what you need.”

“Need your cock, daddy.” Y/N moaned out, eyes blown and glazed over with desire. Y/N could feel the tension in her bones, cunt throbbing and aching to be touched. “Need you so bad, please— wanted you for so long, please make me cum, please!” She pleaded, fully giving into the fantasy. Y/N was never one to hold back and from what she had read, he certainly didn’t want her to. Her body felt like it was on fire, hands grabbing fist fulls of his sweater in hopes that he’d just take it off. Y/N wasn’t sure what type of body would be beneath it, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to feel his warm skin, lick and kiss all that she could while she worked her magic. Y/N waited for his directions, falling into the submissive role easily despite her initial approach. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’re gonna have to re-write that scene.”

Harry was going to give this girl any fucking thing she wanted. He let her guide his sweater off, the cool air hitting his skin not even getting a chance because her hands and mouth were all over him. It was like she had fallen into a heat, and Harry.... he loved it. He placed his hands under her sweater, feeling her hands smooth over his chest as she kissed at his neck and over his jaw. Her skin was hot under the sweater, his hands gripping her waist and smoothing over her hips, going up and sip to her ribs where he realized— fuck.

“Not wearing a fucking bra?” He hissed. “Jesus... you’re a little minx, aren’t you? Off with this.” He spoke lowly, grabbing the ends of it but barely had a shot before Y/N ripped it off of her body. Fucks sake. She was sexier than he had ever imagined. “My god... you’re so sexy, baby.” He whispered, sitting up and burying his face between her breasts. Kissing the hot skin between them, working his way up with the wet, open mouthed kisses to her throat.

“Oh Daddy...” Y/N’s body shuddered at the feeling of his mouth on her, head falling back as she let out a happy sigh. He seemed to like her hand in his hair so she happily gripped at his locks as he scattered kisses over her skin. “Come ‘ere...” She whined, guiding him up to her lips. “Wanna taste your mouth.” Making eye contact with him in this moment felt intimate. All those quick glances in classes and at the coffee shop, all the day dreaming, it all built up to this moment where she fully felt she could let herself let go. The both of them wanted this, it was so reassuring, this was a safe space and they could do whatever they wanted. Y/N’s body rolled forward, pushing him further back onto the couch and angling her hips so she could tease the both of them before she let herself have it. Fuck was he hard... and full. Another moan left her lips, sounding more like a plea and cry for more.

“Fuck me... you’re needy. I love it.” Harry hissed, pulling her mouth to his. It wasn’t soft. No, this kiss... it was hot. Heavy. Her mouth opened and immediately he dragged his tongue inside, meeting hers. She tasted like the apple juice and a bit of mint, and he could groan just from how good it was. Sweet little Y/N wasn’t too innocent at all. “Fuck— keep teasing me like that. S’like you want to end up crying.” He had a feeling now that she did. She wanted his cock inside of her pussy, thrusting in and out and letting herself soak him. Yeah... he wanted it too. “Keep calling me daddy. You’re so dirty. Who would have fucking... known.” He spoke between the kisses, hands going for her jeans. He wanted them off, like hours ago. He was finally going to get her. “M’gonna lay you out in my bed after... first m’gonna fuck you, but M’gonna clean out your cunt with my tongue. And then M’gonna take you again. Yeah?” She has come for studying but was staying for hot sex and he hoped to turn it into a nice marathon. He had all weekend and he was hoping she wouldn’t have to go. He had too many idea for her. “Gonna let daddy lick it up?”

“Fuck— yes, gonna let daddy have his way with me...” She kept her hips rolling against his slowly, keeping the rhythm in check with the passionate kiss they were sharing. Y/N already knew this was going to be the best sex of her life, the kiss alone let her know that. His tongue would work wonders on her cunt and she’d be more than happy to return the favor. Hesitantly, Y/N began to stand to get her jeans off, one of her hands staying put on the back of his neck so the kiss didn’t break. She let him fiddle with the zipper, feeling his fingers hook both her jeans and underwear before yanking them down to which Y/N let out a little squeal.

Y/N knew she had to pull away from the kiss for air but she didn’t want to, waiting till the very last minute until she couldn’t anymore and went to get his jeans off.

“Come on. Be good.” He murmured against her lips, brushing his hips up so she could get his pants off. She tugged and easily they came down, Harry kicking them off as he pulled her back in his lap. His hands gripped her bare ass and groaned when she pushed into them, not thinking twice before pulling his hand back and smacking it the sound rang in the room and she let out the most sexy noise against his mouth, making him hiss. Fuck. He wanted her so fucking badly. This girl... she was everything. One hand went to feel and fuck. Fuck shit, motherfuck, it was wet. She was so, wet. “Jesus— you’re so wet. Baby— holy shit, you’re soaked.” He whispered. “S’cause of me? You wanted daddy’s cock this bad?” He pulled his fingers off slightly, the arousal still stringing to his fingers. He placed them at her mouth and pushed them in. “That’s it. Clean them up, sweet girl. You’re so filthy, y’know that? Precious little thing. So slick and hot, want cock so fucking bad don’t you?” He cooed, feeling her suck on the digits. “Now.... rub it against your pussy. Don’t put it in yet. get it wet.”

Y/N sucked at his fingers as if it were her job, making sure to treat it like she would his cock which included eye contact. She loved looking at him, seeing his hungry expression and his eyes that seemed to say so much more than he did. Even the feeling of her cunt sliding over his cock sent tingles up her spine. It had never affected her this much with other guys, but she assumed it was different with Harry because she had wanted him for so long. Y/N let out a whimper, feeling a gush of wetness accumulate when he pushed his fingers in farther. Harry was hot in ways she couldn’t explain, there were little things he did that just hit the spot and made her want to fuck him even harder. Y/N was practically bouncing on his cock, aching for him to let her have it inside.

“You’re such a good girl. Listening so fucking well.” Harry took his fingers from her mouth, smirking at the whine and slight chasing of his fingers when he placed it on her breast. She gave it all to him and honestly, he was ready to just... lose it. “Go ahead. Take what you want.” It was not even a moment later that he felt her begin to sink down. She was tight— so damn tight, and he choked slightly at just how good the squeeze was. He let out a hiss, head thrown back in the couch as the slick, hit cunt sucked over him, squeezing hard as she stretched open slowly. “Holy fuck.” He growled, gripping both hips now and looking at her with a darkness in his eyes. “You’re so bloody tight— Christ, you’re squeezin’ me so good.” He whispered.

“Daddy!” She whimpered as she slid farther down on his cock until she couldn’t fit anymore of him in. “I’m so full— feels so good.” Her eyes rolled back a bit as she began to bounce at a slowed rhythm. Small moans and little huffs came from her throat with every stroke of her hips, it wasn’t until she felt warmed up that she actually went for it. Y/N shifted so that she had better balance, keeping her hands on his shoulders before dropping back down on his cock. “Fuck!” She squeaked, making sure to clench one her way back up before repeating the action at a quicker pace. It felt incredible. He was touching every little part of her, feeling small waves of pleasure spread throughout her body. “Daddy! Fuck— feels so good ahhh!” Her moans were pornographic, whiny, desperate and needy. She didn’t even know she could sound like that, but apparently it was possible when she was as thirsty for cock as she was.

Never would he have guessed that this would be the outcome of their hang out. He had hoped, sure. Dreamed? Absolutely. But the reality was so much better. He had the hot, wet and extremely tight pussy gliding up and down his cock. She was moaning, tits bouncing in his face, and she was vocal. More than he could have asked for. The infatuation he had with her was only growing.

“Fuck, you’re a good girl. Such a perfect little cunt. Like bouncing on my cock, hm? Knew you’d be the perfect girl for me. Keep going.” His hand squeezed her ass, encouraging her to work herself on him. “Feels so full, yeah? Such a big cock filling such a little pussy. A nice stretch for you hm? So eager to be filled up...” her face was of pure bliss and Harry couldn’t help but take a mental photo. He hoped this could happen more than this once. “Knew you’d be good for me. Throwin’ yourself in my lap and begging to be fucked. Never guessed you’d be such a little slut, but I love it.” He took his hand, bringing it down sharply on her ass.

“Fuck!” Y/N gasped, her own hand moving to cuff his neck. It wasn’t as effective as him doing it to her, but it got the point across. The both of them grabbing at each other roughly, him thrusting up into her each time she slammed down. It could only be described as pure ecstasy, surely the hottest sex she had ever had. She needed him, she needed him to cum. Y/N couldn’t stop herself from leaning down to kiss his mouth again, making a mess of the two of them. “You’re so fucking good— love your cock, daddy... fucking love it!” She moaned between kisses, increasing her pace just enough so she could fuck him hard and steady. “I want you to cum for me daddy, wanna feel it nice and deep.” Thank fuck for IUDs. “Want you to fill me up while I cum all over your cock, can you do that for me? Can you cum with me?”

He was panting, lowering himself so he could properly thrust into her sopping cunt. He hadn’t gotten any in so long but this blew any and everyone out of the water. No one could ever understand how good this was. All the pining and imagining had come to an even better conclusion.

“I’ll do it... but you... gotta promise me.” He growled, giving a particularly sharp thrust inside of her, making her wail. “Promise me I can do it again. Let me have this pussy more.” He didn’t want it to end if it was the only time he could get it. It was too good to let go of. Drooling all over his cock and her soft whimpers and dirty words had him more worked up than anything else. “Promise, baby, and I’ll let you have my cum.”

“Promise— I promise— fuck!” She felt her breath get caught in her throat at the particularly hard thrusts Harry was giving her. “Please Daddy, please give it to me.” Y/N whimpered, moving her hands so they cupped his cheeks, keeping eye contact with him as they continued to relentlessly thrust into each other. There was nothing more satisfying, nothing that managed to hit every part of her both physically and spiritually and made her feel so alive. When you’ve wanted something for so long it makes getting it that much better and she knew that she’d always be chasing this high that only he could give her. “I’m so close, fuck, daddy—“ She mumbled between kisses, squeezing around him and continuing at her pace to bring herself to the perfect high. “Cum with me daddy, please— ah!”

Harry would work on his stamina next round. But after the whole thing, he was close to losing his mind. She was giving him the most tempting offer and he wasn’t going to give it up.

“Oh— fuck me.” He thrusted in again and again before he let himself go. Feeling her clench up around him and sob against his mouth, he let out a deep growl as he buried himself deep. Hot cum shooting inside of her cunt, rocking his hips in to get it all in there. There was no doubt that this was some of the most intense sex of his life but he was almost ready to go again, as soon as it ended. Holding her shivering form, her orgasm was tapering, he could feel her clenching still. “That’s it. Take all of it inside of you. Good girl.”

Y/N gripped Harry’s shoulders, loud screams of pleasure coming straight from her throat. There were no words to describe the high, she almost felt out of her own body as he showered her with praise. With her body shaking and face contorting with a silent scream, she found it in her to come back down letting out a pathetic whimper.

“Daddy—” She swallowed thickly, mouth finding his messily, pressing kisses to his lips and his face. The two of them were both lightly covered in sweat, breathing heavily and enjoying each other’s company. Y/N was far too blissed out to think about what just happened, but blissed out enough to know there would be many more rounds of this tonight. Y/N smiled as she nuzzled against his neck, still sponging kissing to his dampened skin. “Better?” She mumbled, smirking against his skin a bit.

“Mm.” He hummed, hands holding her hips still. Holy hell. This was the beginning of an amazing weekend- because he didn’t plan on letting her out at all, if he could help it’ he wanted her to stay, to let him indulge in her. “So fucking good.” He muttered lowly, rubbing his hand up her back and smoothing over her skin. Fucks sake. This was paradise. Nothing could pop him out of this.

At least, that was until the doorbell rang.

“Ah, fuck. The pizza.”

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slytherweasley · 3 years

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Intimacy (Harry Potter x reader)

Warnings: swearing, smut

Summary: After being together for two year Harry wants to take things to a new level in their relationship.

Now that you and your boyfriend are in sixth year, both of your lives have become quite busy. Harry’s always been busy which you didn’t mind but now you both barely see each other besides classes.

You study in Harry’s room wearing his hoodie and pants and cuddled up in his bed while Harry is out doing something. Harry and Ron talk while on their way back to Gryffindor tower. “Lavender was great and all but she wanted to go again right after, I had like no time to prepare, does Y/n ever do that?” Ron asks. “Y/n and I haven’t had sex” “You haven’t?” “No” “Well, why not?” “We are busy all the time” “Are you both virgins?” “No, Y/n isn’t, I asked about her and McLaggen, apparently they used to do it a lot.”

You and Harry have been dating for about two years, you and Cormac used to date for half a year, you’re pretty sure he only liked you because you were willing to have sex with him. You’re a year younger than him and you liked the idea of dating an older guy. You told Harry that neither of you meant much to the other and not to worry.

Harry and Ron walk into their dorm and see you in Harry’s bed. “Harry!” You get up and give him a hug and kiss “Hi darling” “I’ll leave you guys be” Ron walks out the door and shuts it behind him. You sit inbetween Harry’s legs and pack up all your books to spend some time with Harry. “I missed you” you kiss his cheek “I missed you too” Harry plays with your hair while you talk about life.

“Darling, I don’t want to interrupt you but I have a question” “Of course, what is it?” “Well, we are in sixth year, 18 next year and we’ve been together for two years I was just thinking maybe we could take things to the next level.” You turn to look at Harry “You want to loose your virginity?” “Uh yeah” you smile “I can make that happen, you just need to tell me when.” “This weekend, I think that’s a good time” “This is exciting” you smile “I’m nervous” “Don’t be, there’s nothing to be nervous about” you reach up to kiss his lips.

Harry makes sure he clears his schedule for Saturday night, no one will be in your dorm so you’re going to do it there. You made sure to keep things simple you lit candles next to your bed and put on a matching set of underwear under your clothes. Harry knocks on the door and you let him in “Hi Harry!” You let him in “Hi darling” “How are you feeling?” “Nervous” “Don’t be, you’re going to love it.”

After snogging Harry for a few minutes you take his hands to the bottom of your shirt, you break the kiss as he pulls it off your body. You take off his shirt and continue kissing him. You palm him over his pants he moans into the kiss Harry builds the courage to touch you, he slides his hand into your skirt and places it on your inner thigh. “Please” you moan and Harry moves his hand to cup your cunt, he uses a finger to move up and down your wetness.

You moan against his lips but when he puts pressure on your clit you can’t take it anymore. You take off your skirt leaving you in your soaked underwear “Wow Y/n” Harry says “I’m so fucking wet” “I-I can see that.” You hadn’t felt this horny in- ever, you’ve never felt this horny.

You look at Harry’s fingers wishing they were buried inside you, somehow he figured it out. “Do you want me to finger you?” You nod he takes off your bra first exposing your breasts, Harry’s face goes pink he pulls down your soaked underwear, you spread your legs in front of him, his face is bright red. “If I sit in your lap it will be easier” you tell him “O-okay” he sits up and you sit in his lap. “Which hand are you using?” He shows you and you suck on those two fingers “O-oh” Harry says.

You guide his fingers down to your entrance “Just slide them in slowly first then you can go as fast as you want.” Harry slowly puts his fingers into you, you let out a loud moan “Oh Harry, feels so good” he fastens his pace and notices the faster he goes the more you moan. You look back at Harry moaning his name, Harry gets so hard he doesn’t think he can last long.

You finish around his fingers “Thank you Harry.” You pull his pants down and throw them on the floor, you can already see the outline of his erection in his underwear. You pull down his underwear, his dick hits his stomach and you bite your lip, he’s clearly extremely hard, lots of precum leaking out of his tip and he’s trying hard not to whimper “Can I suck you off?” Harry nods “I might not last long enough to be inside you” “Trust me you will, I’ll edge you if I have to” he nods. You tie your hair up with the hair tie next to your bed. Using your thumb you spread the precum around his tip and Harry moans, you suck your thumb before taking him into the back of your throat.

“Holy shit” Harry lets out a low growl which leads to lots of swearing and whimpering. “Your mouth is so good Y/n” Harry never knew how experienced you were until now. He only lasted a few minutes before the tightening in his stomach started “Y/n, I’m going to cum” you pull him out of your mouth and he lets out a moan when the air hits him. “Do you want me to ride you, it’s much easier on you if I do?” “Yes, that sounds good” “Sit back.”

“I might need a second to adjust, I’ve never had anything your size in me” Harry blushes “It won’t take long.” You slowly sink down on his length, Harry lets out a moan, he finally knows what everyone talks about when they say how much better sex is than doing it yourself. “Fuck Y/n it feels really good” you smile “I told you.” You bounce up and down and hold Harry’s hands, you feel quite full every time you bounce up then down.

Harry watches as your tits move up and down and your moans get louder, both of your moans fill the room. “I love you so much” Harry moans “I love you more” “I’m going to cum” Harry says “It’s okay I took a potion.” Without asking Harry starts to rub your clit, your vision becomes blurry and you finish without warning, Harry finishes right after you. You sit there for a while trying to get your vision back to normal. “I haven’t cum that hard before” Harry says “Neither have I” you keep holding onto his hands. You get off him and go to stand up when Harry stops you. “I’ll go get you tissues” You smile and he comes back with tissues, you clean yourself up and Harry puts it in the bin.

You cuddle up with Harry “That was better than I expected” you smile “I told you, you’d like it” “Can we do it again sometime?” “Of course, anywhere anytime you want.”

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todomochi-uwu · 4 years

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Kinktober Day 1: “Good Boy.” (Hinata Shouyo)

Series: Let The Games Begin! Hinata Shouyo (Opposite Hitter)

Pairing: Hinata Shouyo x reader

Warnings: Smut

Kink(s): Praise; Overstimulation; Corruption (A bit)

Author’s Note: Welcome to my first day of Kinktober 2020! Take a sit and enjoy corrupting this boy´s innocence.

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Hinata Shouyo’s room. He had called you in the middle of the night claiming that the anxiety he was feeling wouldn’t let him sleep. And an athlete with no sleep the day before the big game was no good. So, you decided to go to his room to attempt and calm him down, lavender essence in your left hand, a small box of chamomile bags in the right and a head full of encouraging words for you to try and make him feel better.

Knocking on the door, you waited a few seconds, before you went in but the sight of a very wild looking Hinata welcomed you, his hair sticking out in every direction; dilated eyes; bags under them; and bleeding lips. You tried giving him a reassuring smile, but if you were being honest you too were worried for his current state.

“I’m sorry about calling you in the middle of the night, but I can’t! I just can’t! What if I mess up tomorrow.” He paced around the room, “What if Atsumu makes the perfect set for me and I just forget to hit it? What if it’s my turn to spike and I hit the net? Or worse, what if I hit Kageyama in the back of the head like in high school?” His breathing was getting heavier and quicker, he was about to have a panic attack and it was your job to make sure it didn’t happen.

“Shouyo, Shouyo please listen to me.” You took his head into your hands, looking him in the eyes, “None of that is going to happen, I can assure, you guys are going to be amazing out there and you are going to be the absolute best hitter out there, okay?” He nodded, but his insecurities were still plastered in his face.

“Don’t you have something to help you calm down? Like a ritual or something?”

“Well, in high school I used to vomit before every game, but that didn’t help much.” He thought, “Oh! But I also used to…” All of a sudden he went silent.

“Shouyo? What is it? What did you use to do?” His entire face was crimson red, he quickly looked away and started playing with his fingers.

“I used to jerk off.” He mumbled to himself, not wanting you to hear.

“What?”

“I used to jerk off the night before the game, sometimes also in the morning.” He said a bit louder, “Sometimes even in the morning before the game, it helped blow off steam and kept me relax for a few hours.”

Silence filled the room. You didn’t know what to say, what were you supposed to do with this information? Hinata was completely embarrassed in front of you, wishing that earth would just swallow him.

“Okay.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll help you out, if it means you calming down and getting some rest I’ll do it.” You said while getting down on your knees.

“Wait, wait, wait!” He said while scrambling away from you. What in the hell are you doing, he thought.

“Hinata don’t you want to calm down?”

“Well, yeah but…”

“Then let me do this for you, it will help you. I am your assistant and this my job to do.”

He closed his eyes for a few seconds before letting out a defeated sigh, “Okay.” His cheeks were bright red, his upper lip trapped in between his teeth and his eyes looking away, too ashamed to see what was about to happen.

You started palming him through his sweatpants, he was already pretty hard and the outline of his shaft could be seen, his breathing started to tremble and his chest went up and down quickly, he was trying to stop some of the sounds from coming out of his mouth. Your hand had a kind touch, making sure to focus on the head and applying some pressure to make it feel better. It didn´t take much for it to start leaking, small drops of precum started to appear in the fabric.

“Hinata, how about you take off your pants.” You suggested.

“Why?” He stuttered.

Wanting to tease him a little bit, your tongue traced a path along his shaft from the bottom to his sensitive head, “I just don´t want you coming in your pants.” You got up and whispered in his ear, “I´d rather you coming in my mouth.”

Hinata whined and desperately started pulling off his pants, attempting to relieve his cock from the clothing. The length bounced out and hit you softly in the cheek, making you giggle.

“Look at that, Shouyo. You are all hard for me, baby.” Taking it into your hands you started going up and down, slowly, waiting for him to get used to the new sensation. You did this for a few more minutes, before using your other hand to massage his balls, this made Hinata cry out.

You wouldn’t lie, the thought of corrupting him made your panties wet, the image in front of you, Hinata becoming absolute putty in your hands, it was all too exciting.

The more you heard him, the braver you became, giving kitten licks on his reddish and throbbing head, tasting his flavour, craving it. Bit by bit you started taking it into your hand, sucking in your cheeks for his pleasure, your tongue tracing every single one of his veins and leaving wet kisses all along his shaft.

You watched and kept masturbating him with your hand, “Are you feeling good, baby boy? Are you liking the way I suck your cock?”

“Ah! Y/n!” He moaned, throwing his head back in ecstasy, his hands kept trying to grab onto something, his thighs were trembling and tears ran down his face. He couldn´t think of anything but your mouth around him.

“Answer me baby, is this to your liking? Or shall I also suck down here?” You took one of his balls into your mouth, sucking it gently.

“Yes, oh god yes!” His hands went to your hair, pulling it and pushing your head down, wanting more.

You continued this for a couple of minutes before going back to sucking on his head harshly, it was salty and a slightly bitter, but you didn’t mind the flavour. His whines were increasing in desperation, he wouldn’t stop thrusting into your mouth and spit covered his face.

“Are you going to cum, baby? Common Shouto, be a good boy for me and cum in my mouth. Give your cum baby, please.” You went in one last time before deepthroating him down, almost immediately feeling his cream feeling your entire mouth.

Hinata finally fell exhausted onto the bed, trying to calm down his breathing and the aftershock of having cummed so hard.

You waited for a few seconds, expectantly, “Shouyo.” Tiredly, he looked at you, and you opened your mouth to show him his essence, all over your tongue, before swallowing it entirely and show your empty mouth once again. To this, he let out another moan.

A few minutes went by, Hinata was trying to recover but you had other plans, “Hey Shouyo.” Your voice came out sweetly innocent, batting your eyelashes for him. “Would you like to go again? Just to be sure I’ve taken all that tension off your shoulders.” Hinata’s eyes were wide open, he gulped down, but couldn’t say no. Taking him once again in your hand, you kept on praising him, sucking him and making him feel good.

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Giving one last look into the room, you made your way to the door, Hinata had passed out in the middle of the bed, love bits covering his thighs and a couple of small hickeys decoring his well defined V. You had made sure to put a blanket on top of him and cleaned around before you left. You left a good night kiss on his forehead and went out of the room. Leaning against the door while biting your lips and squeaking in happiness, you couldn’t believe what just happened, and you didn´t regret it one bit.

The euphoria you felt at the moment made you clueless to a pair of eyes who were attentively watching you in the dark, your secret was not so secret any more.

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katsukikitten · 4 years

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Warnings: 18+ NSFW, mentions of animal harm, sexual themes, god/fantasy au for BNHAREM this badboi is 8k so enjoy~

The sound of a wind chime echoes across the small field just outside your home. The breeze carries the smell of summer bloomed blossoms and with it the threat of rain as it comes from down the mountain.

A soft brown creature catches your eye as your mother picks flowers and berries for the festival.

“Bunbun!” You exclaim, pointing as you tug on your mother’s tattered kimono, she responds with a soft hmm. Her eyes still focused on the wide range of flowers although her vision blurs.

But at least you weren’t picked for this festival, no it would be many years before you would be in the running. Your mother’s only wish was for you to be unfavorable. Mother is so engrossed that she does not see you slip away, slowly following the bunny into the forest.

Soon the soft brown creature begins to hop, faster and faster as you giggle running full speed ahead. Not noticing how the trees thicken or how dark eyes seem to peer through the trees, their mawls salivating with unsated hunger. With gnashing teeth they stalk ever closer all the while you rush to catch the creature just for it to jump high into the air. Nose diving straight for the ground, you copy its actions but the bunny is faster than you. Slipping into the burrow with ease as you fall face first into dirt and rocks.

“O..ow. Momma!” You sniffle, turning around for some much needed motherly love, but instead of your mother hunched over collecting boring things in her basket you are met with a dense forest. The setting sun washes over the trees giving the thick pines and maples a ghoulish red hue. Suddenly you are hyper aware of the sounds around you, a stick snaps in the brush. Your head turns as if you were a startled deer, eyes wide, heart racing as you strain to hear over the rushing blood in your ears. Dark figures move in the long shadows and haunting laughs echo around you. Beady eyes shine in the darkness causing a small whimper to leave your lips. Acting on instinct you rush to your feet, running through the woods. Briers snatch at your small ankles, leaving angry red lines in their wake, wanting nothing more than to make you a child of the forest.

“MOOOM!” You shout, panting as they force you further into the mountain, you take a quick left when one jumps from the right causing you to trip over a branch falling into a small clearing, faintly you hear the rush of a spring.

Scuffling rouses a sleepy garnet haired man who lounges in a steaming hot spring, that’s sprinkled with fallen petals of mountain flowers. He thinks to dismiss it until a scream cuts through the serenity of the pines. Whatever animal it is, it sounds small and this stirs something in the mountainous man. Sadly this was the circle of life, he reminds himself as he sinks deeper into the burning hot spring.

“MOMMA HELP PWEESE!!” You scream, trying to get up but this time you are entangled in a briar patch, thorn and vine twisting around your tender skin. It seems the wicked green plant will have its wish.

All the while the shadows stalk closer, their bright beady eyes blown wide as their jaws unhinge for their meal. They get on their haunches to launch themselves at you until something causes them to freeze. The trees shake around you while the Earth rumbles as if there were a thunder storm beneath the rich dirt.

“Hello little flower. Are you lost?” You whip your head towards the sound. Lip quivering as you stare up at a tall, built man. But it was his eyes that stood out the most.

His glistening rubies glow as fading sunlight catches his hair, emphasizing that the strands are a red so deep one could mistake it as black. Your eyes play tricks on you as the air seems charged and yet calm, giving him a surreal aura. He stands tall, half relaxed as one arm is lazily hanging from his dark rose kimono while the rest of his sculpted body is exposed to the slowly cooling air. You weigh your options as best you can before you scramble to your savior. Clinging to his leg as your tears begin to stain his kimono.

He breathes in deeply and before he can speak the dark figures vanish, melting into the shadows that stretch in the last winking light of the Sun. He crouches down to you, pushing hair past your face.

“Don’t cry little flower. Here.” A beautiful flower crown appears in his hands. The white petals with contrasting amethyst stripes down the center seem to have their own shimmering bio-luminescence making it feel other worldly as he places it atop your head. He chooses the dietes flower for its symbolism and rarity, unknowingly sealing your fate.

“Is that better, little one?” You nod in response, sniffling softly as he scoops you up walking you until he can just see what must be your home through the thick trees. He watches what he assumes your mother to panic, as the village shouts what must be your name.

“You’ll have to walk the rest of the way okay little flower?” He sets you down gently before you give a big nod. Cold bare feet crunching the leaves against the forest floor.

You come into the clearing of your home, the sea of yellows, pinks and reds winking in the stark light of the moon.

“Momma…” You call softly, the world stops turning on its axis before she rushes to you, pulling you into her arms before her eyes are filled with overflowing fear. Fat droplets leave her long lashes as she snatches the crown away, but it is too late. It has been seen by all.

“Oh she is favored by the Gods.” Someone comments.

“If she grows into anything like her mother she will be the best choice to appease the Mountain God!"

"Let us mark this day and the family name so we may remember 16 years from now."

They continue to gossip as your mother squeezes you tight enough that it hurts. Her mind racing as she carries you inside, she tucks you in without a word of a scolding. Coaxing you to drink some lavender tea that pulls you into a deep sleep beneath the symphony of crickets and the like.

You do not hear your mother return and if you do, you guess she is doing her nightly routine. Fluffing your blankets and making sure your futon is warm enough but what you weren’t expecting was the cold bite of a blade pressing into the flesh above your left eyebrow.

"Mom…Momma’s sorry baby.” She chokes on her sobs as she pulls the cool metal hard and deep, crying so loud she can barely hear your scream.

But that was how long ago? Almost two decades? You toss a rock into your reflection, distorting your marred face as your childhood flashes before your eyes.

You remember there was shouting, lots of shouting of how you are now “unfavorable” “dishonorable” “an abomination” the next day and from then it’s a blur of insults and isolation. Nothing but the wind in your hair, the creaking of the trees and a dream of glistening rubies kept you alive, desperate to return to the last time you were happy. Although you were unsure of who you saw in the mountain that fated night, a part of you could guess. It had to be the Spirit of the Mountain, Kirishima. Because who else actually looked like the painted scrolls that littered the village and shrines? In your opinion they had his image all wrong.

He does not scowl or wear a grimace, no his smile is sharp toothed and bright. You sigh, wondering if you will ever bump into him again.

An inhuman scream tears through the serenity of the babbling brook causing a chill to run through your spine. If you had to guess it was most likely a fox or wolf finally catching up to its meal.

“They must eat too…” You murmur to yourself, drawing your knees to your chest. The wind rustles the leaves overhead giving you sharp visions of beady black eyes from the past.

“Don’t let it get away!” A shout from your left before the animal comes scurrying through the brush, running smack into your lap. It is a small fox, its tail missing and in its wake a crude weeping cut. Your vision blurs red as you take off your top layer of kimono, wrapping the poor thing in the brown fabric.

The culprits come into view, the village elder’s son holds the tail while his favorite goon holds the knife. Red falls to the Earth in nauseating droplets.

“Well well well, looks like we found something else we can carve up huh?” The goon asks with a smile, “Just keep quiet freak."

The elder’s son is hesitant, something odd grows in his eyes and chest. Suddenly the tail feels a lot heavier than what it was moments ago, especially so under the weight of your single gaze. Your left eye although clouded over seems to stare straight into his soul. Can you see the desperation he has? Worst yet can you see how tainted he is?

"Oi Kenji” The goon nudges him, clearly only hanging around the future heir for his influence and with it a hope of immunity to terrorize as he pleases.

The motion brings him back to the present while a plan begins to form in his head. Would anyone believe the dishonorable, disowned freak over him? Could he do things to you that no matter how loud you screamed the truth it would fall on deaf ears?

His cruel smile is an answer in of itself as he takes a step towards you, it wouldn’t be hard to make you his. You take a step back, mindful of the sun’s position and your surroundings. They both creep nearer as you hold the shaking animal to you, you turn on your heel rushing through the woods. They were fast and well trained however no one knew these woods like you did.

It was as if you knew of every fallen leaf or broken branch as you rushed through the deep green leaves. Dodging low branches that they hit face first, holes they tripped in and even a dead deer carcass that you bound in a single leap. You hear a crash and one of them gag as your feet urge you forward, looking over your shoulder.

That is until your run into something so solid you fall right onto your ass, the small animal gives a whimper on your lap.

“I could have sworn…” The sound of rushing water swallows up the rest of your thought as you look up to what you’ve run into. Wholly expecting a tree stood a man, with deep garnet hair and a sharp toothed smile. Immediately your blood turns cold, the air about him seeming other worldly as the forest quiets and slows in his presence.

“Ah, are you alright?” He asks, extending his hand to you, gingerly you take it. His calloused hand is warm and strong as he lifts you to your feet, ruby eyes staring at the bundle in your hand.

“May I?” Hesitantly you pass the bundle, he frowns at its contents before setting the small fox on the ground, waving his fingers to heal its wound. The fox looks at the healer, seemingly giving him a small bow before rushing back into the safety of the brush.

“The fox told me what you did. Thank you.” His smile is blinding and dazzling. He offers you a single white flower, the amethyst stripe up the middle causes your stomach to tighten.

“Do you always give out good fortune?” You ask quietly, turning the wild iris over in your hand. He laughs, if he recognizes you he does not show it but you are sure this is the man who gave you an abundance of “good fortune” years ago. Your scar burns from the thought. Your mother did tell you stories of the Gods playing cruel jokes.

But was Kirishima truly a maleficent God?

You bit your lower lip. A warm hand cups your chin, a soft smile on his face as he turns your left side to you.

“Do I know you dear heart?” His voice is soft, eyes half mast almost lazily gazing upon your features. You tuck the iris in your ear and it seems to jog his memory.

“Little flower!” His voice becomes larger, sharper, as his thumb swipes over the deep fissure on your cheek “What happened?!"

His touch is comforting but not enough you wish to relive the trauma again.

"I wish not to speak about it.” Your eyes catch the position of the sun. Gently you step from his soft grip.

“I must return home for dinner before I cause my mother to worry.” You bow formally, presenting the flower “Thank you Kamisama but I cannot accept your blessing."

You stand like that long enough your back begins to hurt causing a deep fear to flow through your veins.

Was he angry that you dared to reject him?

Your feet burn with the urge to run but you dismiss it, finally his large fingers grasps at the small stem holding the rarity in his hands. Eyes roving over you, you peek up to check his gaze and while he looks level headed to you, you decide to leave before you find out if he isn’t.

He stares after you, eyes curious and yet not surprised as to how he could have forgotten about someone as remarkable as you.

But how could he remember?

You are nothing more than a mere mortal and you were a child at that. A blip, a hazy day dream even, in his infinite lifetime.

So what interest would he have in a life so fleeting that should he rouse from a nap he would be meeting your great grandchildren who could remember nothing more about you than your name?

And yet when he looked at you now, as a full grown woman, something bloomed in his chest. Your scar adding to your mystic beauty, especially after what the fox had told him.

His ruby eyes return to the flower as he ponders over your question in his head.

A week or so passes, as you’re sure to avoid the Mountain God. Still fearing he may be angered by your rejection.

But you cannot stay from the depths of the forest long. Staring down at your reflection in the water you sigh, running your hand through the cool water debating if you will bathe in one of the many hot springs tonight. A scurrying in the bush pulls your attention to the here and now. Muscles rigid as you worry it will be an encounter with the heir and his goon, shimmering orange rushes from the brush easing your mind.

"Ah hello friend!” You call and the fox stops in its tracks, task or hunt at hand long forgotten, “Did His healing power work?"

You cannot help the glee in your voice as you see your friendly fox sit near your feet, it swishes its tail and just like that another seems to appear. Wagging like an opposing pendulum beside the other.

"You have two tails now, oh” You give a sly smile, “Are you here to steal my liver?"

The kitsune chuckles at your joke, his little laugh echoing in the clearing. The haunting sound brings an odd comfort to you as he tilts his head as if someone is whispering to him. He gives a small nod before approaching, setting something in your lap that his black lips were not holding before.

A note of sorts and the flower he attempted to offer you earlier. The note reads in glowing golden red hue,

"Let’s start over again. Tea by the blue moon wild flowers at midnight.”

You sigh deeply, placing the card and flower deep in your tattered kimono with the thought of not showing up. Why would a God want tea with you? You who wears a scarred face and milky white eye. You give the kitsune a soft pat before standing, brushing the dirt from your deep brown kimono.

You spend the rest of the day as you told your mother you would, picking flowers to both practice arranging and drying for the upcoming festival. There were only a few weeks left and you had done zero practicing as you has promised. Your mother claimed this would help earn your keep with the village but you were sure that was more for her peace of mind than the truth.

With your basket heavy with the finest of flowers you head towards home, careful to avoid the path you last saw the God on.

And anytime you had thought you caught wind of his intoxicating smell of soft musk, pine and the biting threat of snow you turned on your heel as quickly and quietly as humanly possible, ignoring the gemstone gaze that bore into your back.

After a small dinner with your mother and hours of twisting flower streams to make crowns of, you finally get the chance to lie down to sleep.

But sleep doesn’t come, instead you’re wide awake as the moon leaks in the through the small cracks in the walls. Dust dancing on the low light as you sigh as if you were in love.

Deep, unsatisfied and often.

The invitation burns in the folds of your kimono and suddenly you are filled with action. Gently you rise, fumbling with your hair as best you can before you mumble curses to yourself. Placing a practice crown on your head and rouging your lips with the remnants of berries before you set out into the darkness.

Your feet seem to guide you on your own as you weave through the trees. Fireflies lazily floating in the air as crickets scream their symphonies at your feet. Finally you come across the mostly hidden spot.

Hesitantly you step into the clearing, blue moon flowers glitter in the light of the quarter moon as if sprinkled with stardust. Their silver sheen invites you in further as a wind sweeps through the patch. Your eyes rove over as you look for the Mountain God. When your search comes up empty you feel your heart free fall into your stomach. Heated foolishness creeps into your throat and cheeks.

Why would a God invite a mortal?

Blinking away hurt tears you turn briskly, stopping yourself from running from the clearing incase he is watching for the sake of his cruel joke.

That is until a deep voice rings out, vibrating the very bones in your body with a comforting hum.

“Little flower, Are we not having tea?” His tone is innocent and when you turn around with half a mind to fuss you see it. A beautiful hand woven rug that holds a low tea table, atop the dark wood sits finary. Foods, desserts and tea ware that would make the emperor jade green with envy.

“This is…” You whisper but he reaches his hand towards you, gently guiding you to a plush cushion, his strong hand wrapped steadfast around yours. He waits until you are seated comfortably before he sits close to you.

Almost too close, his shoulder could easily brush against yours in movement and it does as it takes you an eon to realize what exactly he is doing.

Preparing the tea. Immediately your stomach flips as shaking hands fumble to stop him, grabbing onto his large hands with a fervor unmatched. A quizzical look before a sly smirk paints his handsome features.

“A..a..a God should not be serving a m..mortal tea.” You trip over your words feeling self conscious as your palms feel is if they are sweating. Shame radiates through your chest as if a hot rod were shoved through your heart.

“Then let us not be a God and a mortal.” He smiles, lips curving upward gently as his shining teeth glint in the low light. You should be scared, frightened that you may have insulted him or worse yet earned the infamous Wrath of the Mountain God.

But you aren’t, if anything you’re on the complete opposite of the spectrum as the breeze shifts his scent closer to you. The forest alive at night, the sharp smell of snow mingling with the gentle fragrance of bloomed flowers.

Suddenly you feel dizzy and his next words do not help.

“Let us be more.” Again you feel the comforting hum in your chest, you decide now is a good time to let go of his hands.

He sets the tea before you, again you are faced with a pitiful reflection. You blow on the green liquid disrupting the steam and with it your image. It is quiet save the sounds of late night summer although it is not uncomfortable silence that passes over the hours between the two of you. It is easy as the two of you sip your tea and for a moment you think you’ve forgotten the sin you’re committing by forgetting who he really is. Occasionally the two of you would share a laugh, his shoulder brushing against yours before he comes closer, close enough your forearms touch as they rest against the table. His skin feels warm and smooth like a rock baking in the sun, his smile dazzling as his face seems to get closer. His finger hooks into your palm, lazily tracing the lines as if they were an old and familiar map.

“Why do you love the mountain forest so much?” His voice is so close you feel breath fan your cheek. Butterflies take rapid flight in your stomach.

Was it that obvious? I guess it would be with how much of your life you spent within these thick trees.

“There is so much to love in this place of solace. Every new clearing brings something of wonder. A waterfall, a field of flowers, a hot spring to soak your aching bones. Even just a small fawn grazing on the seeds the trees and flowers offer is more beauty than I can imagine."

His fingers stop, leaving an odd tingling sensation causing your nerves to stand on edge. Attempting to reach towards the soft touch once more. Kirishima looks to the moon and how it begins to set.

"Another day little flower.” He whispers, voice honeyed yet sharp as you find yourself standing on the edge of the woods, staring at your small home. You turn in a full circle and see no sign of the God causing your heart to grow heavy. Gripping at your chest as you make your way back towards your home, you thought maybe he didn’t like your answer. Maybe he read your honesty as a poor attempt of flattery.

What you don’t know is that he liked your answer a little too much.

It isn’t long before you find yourself in the same patch of flowers at a questionable hour sitting beside Kamisama himself. You swallow thickly, nails biting into your palm as again he pours your tea.

Is this right? Would your mother approve?

You were sure she wouldn’t, and not from your lack of manners but seeing the very man she so feared and having tea with him nonetheless.

“Something troubling you my blossom?” Flustered over his familiarity you stammer out a response.

“Just…just thinking.” You offer a shy smile as he returns a wolfish grin, you do not know that he can hear just how fast your heart is beating.

“Hmmm.” The hum rumbles in your own chest and large bottle flies take flight in your stomach. He brushes some hair out of your face so he can better see it. He smiles softly.

“I’ve been curious about why you are collecting so many flowers lately.” Rigid beneath his touch you fear you have angered him but it won’t be long before you realize just how infatuated he is with you.

“A festival for you Kirishima, Kamisama of the Mountain.” He lets his fingers play and twist in your hair. You try not to look away.

“You’ll be the guest of honor then?” His fingers brush down your heated cheeks.

Despite the intimacy of both his touch and proximity you give a loud laugh. Eyes looking at a blurred green version of yourself in your cup.

“No, I’m sure I could never be favored.” At least not by the villagers.

But you seemed to be favored by the Gods. You swallow thickly, of all the talk and importance of the festivals your mother never let you attend, so you are unsure what happens.

While you’re left home alone you could hear the loud beats of the drum, their feet hitting against the stone of the square and their joyous singing.

Sometimes you think you hear a scream.

But you cannot reflect on it long as a pair of soft lips press against your cheek. Then when you do not move they graze along your jawline before finding their way to your pulse. You give a small gasp and when he gives a small suck you a raspy moan. He growls against your throat, a sudden heat grows between your legs and you swallow desire whole.

He feels how tense you have become and eases up from your throat. Guiding you by your chin so you may face him before he steals away your first kiss.

Not that you would have given it to anyone else.

The next month is a game of cat and mouse. Both of you eagerly seeking the other out, yet making it seem as if it were a mere accidently. All the while a now three tailed fox smiles knowingly. It’s a blur of tea, mountain top views over valleys, and deep passionate kissing.

But this last encounter truly was by pure chance for both parties.

The pungent smell of sulfur tickles your nose, although this is the least offending spring. Its water a lovely milky blue that you’ve decorated with a few left over flowers heads. You sigh as you sink deeper into the borderline scalding water being sure to soak your aching hands and feet.

You’re thankful that the rushing water settles here in this cluster of rocks despite the small current that carries it away just a few feet down. A sigh leaves your body, eyes lingering to the light of the full moon before they flutter close. Your guard completely down as you know no one is going to be wandering around these woods.

It is the night of the festival after all.

And no one was sure as hell gonna be out looking for you.

Not even Kamisama as you were sure he would oversee the festival, it was held in his name was it not?

Sleep threatens to pull you beneath its veil so much so you do not hear the footsteps that approach.

He steps closer to the spot of his favorite spring and when he sees your head titling back onto the rocks, a fine blush blooms on his cheeks.

“My little hana?” His voice is soft yet concerned, startling you. The water splashes around as you turn to face him.

If you were flustered before you’re beyond that now. He has his back to you as he gives your privacy, face slightly turned but his eyes are not overlooking his shoulder. Your eyes widen as they take in His beauty. His hair tied up in a messy bun, winking blacks and deep reds beneath the moonlight. His broad shoulders exposed, eyes trailing down his sculpted back to see his bare buttocks. Strong, thick legs holding up this God of a man.

Well he was a God wasn’t he?

“Are you alright, lovely blossom? I didn’t know you’d be here I can come ba…"

"No. No no!” You interrupt, “I…"

It’s silent for a moment, lust moves your lips.

"I wouldn’t mind the company.” Your voice is barely heard over the swirling, rushing water.

But the smirk on his soft lips tells you that he had heard you. And he will never forget the invitation.

He turns to join you, your eyes following down the trail of his abs to his pointed V, you do not allow your eyes to travel further south and force them to his face. His glowing eyes bright, two shining rubies lighting up the night. He sinks into the water across from you, letting his arms spread and rest on the rocks.

You release the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. Sinking into the water as you realize just how exposed you are. The weight of his gaze is doing something to you.

He keeps his eyes locked on yours, the heat of the spring makes you a bit dizzy and you’re beginning to wonder if it is his merlot eyes that have you on cloud nine.

That have you so bold. Bold enough you float yourself beside him, right into the crook of his arm. He gently slides it around your shoulders, pulling you closer to his chest.

“How was your day my sweet?” His voice is soothing but you’d rather not recount your day or the number of flowers you set just right.

“Boring. Yours Kirishima?” He smiles as you use his name.

“Same.” He places a chaste kiss to your damp hair line. It leaves you wanting more.

“A..again please?” He goes to kiss your forehead again but you tilt your face upward. He smiles, putting his hand at the nape of your neck. Leaning in impossibly slow holding your gaze. His look makes you impossibly higher and then his kisses your lips.

It is soft, it is slow, but each movement of his lips become more feverish, more bold. Like a cracked dam after a rain far too heavy, it is going to burst.

And it does.

Your mouth openes to him and he slides his tongue between your teeth, swirling and tasting your earthly, mortal form. You moan into the kiss, giving him more entrance, your hands clawing at his hair, his back while his hands follow your curves. Running up and down your sides, pinching at your nipples turning you into putty in his hands. You do not resist, you would never deny him and you’re sure he would never take.

He does nothing more than light exploring, commiting your skin to memory. You let out another moan, this one louder than before enticing his primal needs. As his tongue slides over yours his hand snakes to your lower back, pulling you into his lap.

You feel his harden asset resting close to your throbbing sex.

Would…would it be okay to bed a God? For a mortal to be touched by hands that can create and destroy in a matter of nanoseconds?

Suddenly you feel too hot, too flustered, too high as the world spins rapidly on its axis. You push back, gasping for air and immediately his lust is replaced with concern. He sees tears forming in your eyes, signs of some internal battle.

It reminds him of when he pours you a cup of tea but tenfold. He looks up at you, one hand traces down your spine before his other wipes away your tears.

“Blossom for me when you’re ready not when I want you, my little flower.” His voice is soft, reassuring, causing you to cry more. His fingers gently trace your scar, follow your spine, and continue to wipe away your tears when needed.

You nod helplessly, removing yourself from his irresistible lap, he pulls you to cuddle. A soft kiss to your hairline. The moon begins to climb higher in the sky and although your mother will not be home for some time, you still need to beat her home. Maybe he can read minds as he says.

“Let’s meet later tonight? Our usual time after your mother has returned home?” You nod against his chest, slowly stand. He supports your weight as he holds onto your hand as you ease out of the comforting water.

You look for your brown kimono but with every second you cannot find it panic seizes your bones.

“M…my kimono. I…I can’t find it!” You realize you may have misplaced it or worse yet placed it too close to the water.

Oh Kami did it get washed away?

“Flower, love. It is fine. I can help.” He snaps his fingers and you’re adorning the most stunning kimono you’ve ever seen. More so than what any painting of any God and Goddess meeting you’ve ever seen. You twirl in the ombre kimono. It starts out black, like a moonless night at the top before lightening until it is put glowing starlight at your ankles.

“Its gorgeous. But it is too much."

"Nothing is too much for you.” He stands, a kimono appears on his body as well, ombre again, black at his shoulders until it is blood red at his ankles. The bottom reminds you of the first time you had seen him when you were little. When he saved your life, a halo of setting sun emphasizing his status.

“We will meet again?" You nod and he cannot bring himself to say he is going to the annual meeting of the Gods because if he did, with you wearing this star woven kimono, he would whisk you away with him.

"Until we meet again."

With the sound of the window fluttering through the trees you find yourself on the fringes of the woods, just outside your home.

Gingerly you step into the field of flowers, slowly walking towards your house as you relive the time you most felt alive.

His lips, his hands, his body pressed against yours.

So caught up in your daydream, in your promise of later tonight, you do not see the eyes lying in wait.

Those prying eyes take note of your kimono and how it shimmers and shines with an otherworldly glow as you slip into your home.

It isn’t long before you hear a string of screaming and see a set of lights coming your way, close enough you can make out silhouettes and what the woman is screaming.

"SHE IS UNFAVORED! LOOK AT HER SCAR SHE IS TAINTED BEAUTY!” You realize quickly that is the wails of your mother.

Frantically you try to strip yourself of your kimono but a large hand strips away the door. Your faces are illuminated from the soft glow by your ankles making it clear to see a set of hard steely eyes with hurt but never regret as they should.

“Just like I said. A blessed kimono.” Kenji’s voice is as hard as his eyes as his father peers in, he smiles with delight.

“We are surely saved from the drought now. Kenji bring her to the festival."

"No.” Your voice is small, a foreboding dread feeds your panic as your mother cries, restrained by Kenji’s goons. You step back but he lunges for you, squeezing you so tightly you cannot breath.

The walk to the center seems like ages as you kick and scream, crying out for Kirishima.

“Yes call for our God. He will be happy to receive his gift, time is running out.” The elder speaks. You elbow Kenji square in the face, everyone panics as you begin to run. Kenji catches you again. The moon hands high over head, perfectly in the middle of the sky.

“There is no time left. Let’s do it now!” Kenji’s goon from before shouts, sending the crowd into a boisterous agreement.

Kenji withdraws his knife, both of your struggling for power. He leans in close, nose touching yours as the smell of copper and ash cling to his skin.

“You should have just stayed in your place ugly. Should’ve let me have my way.” He slices at you and for a second time a blade marrs your skin.

He is supposed to make this quick for you, one quick motion against your throat. Instead he lets the blade sink deeper, carve harder until his is splatter in your life’s nectar. Only you and your mother cry out. The rest of them pray and sing.

Kenji picks you up and tosses you into the brush of the woods.

“Have her now Kamisama and bless us with rain!” He speaks as if he is the current elder. Grey eyes cold as they look down at you. They retreat to their usual planned activities, dragging your lost mother with them to drink to their heart’s content. To make her watch what an honor it was for her child to have been chosen.

It hurts, Kami it hurts as you drag yourself through the woods. Briars tangle around your quickly growing limp limbs as you pull yourself deeper.

“Kiri…Kirishima!” Your once loud screams turn into hardly more than whispers. But that shouldn’t matter. He should still hear you shouldn’t he?

Was this not his domain? He can hear every rustling leaf, every snap of a twig, surely he could hear the pained cries of his lover.

No, no you shouldn’t call yourself that, you were not his lover, you were just favored by him.

And isn’t that always what you wanted? To be desired? Loved?

This was a festival for Kirishima himself so why did you think any different?

And why do you still call out his name?

Your vision blurs in purplish blues and blacks as you fade in and out, a soft sweet scent is tainted with stinging copper. You cough and more dark liquid sputters from your lips.

It reminds you of his eyes.

Kitsune comes into the clearing helping frantically. But you smile as you notice his fourth tail.

“At least I will not die alone…” You breathe as the fox attempts to lick at your wounds, “Why, why is he so cruel?"

Fat tears fall down your cheeks and the fox panics further. He opens his mouth, his voice comes out gravely and close to a growl without the animosity.

"Master does not know of this, master would never allow this!” He laps at your blood in a desperate attempt to heal you with what little grace he has been bestowed.

But it doesn’t matter as your world fades to black.

Kirishima steps through the portal near the top of the mountain to be met with a horrid sight, not realizing it could be worse than that. Kitsune’s normal Auburn fur is tainted a sticky black substance, Kirishima gets a closer look causing his blood to run cold.

He appears in the field of flowers, following the trail you left as a wispy form of you stands through your drained body.

“No.” Quiet before deafening loud, birds and animals flee away from him, “NO!"

The shades circle the clearing, too afraid to enter but too hungry to leave.

Kirishima shakily grabs onto your glowing hands, tears fall down your cheeks.

"I…I…” Tears prick his eyes, rage washes over his features, “Who?"

Your spirit cannot speak as you are still tethered to your fast cooling body. He follows the direction of your eyes, music and laughing become louder further angering him. A thought occurs to him, he reaches for the small golden chain that is at your spiritual ankle connecting you to your real body, he could keep you here, he could….but before he can break your life’s chain a mist of black appears.

"You know you cannot do that.” From within the mist comes a man with the head of a raven or a tengu, Kirishima is not sure. All he knows is that he loathes to see Death come too close to the things he loves.

“But.."

"Look around you Kirishima-kun. You’ve tried countless times to keep mortals before and what becomes of them? Shades, unwavering, thoughtless hungry shades as I’ve told you. Their spirits are so far corrupted they could never return to the cycle.” Death speaks the truth but it does not stop the anguish that sweeps through his body.

He cannot allow it just yet. He watches as your golden chain is unhooked, you walk backwards, keeping your eyes on your God as Death guides you.

“Until we meet again.” It is a whisper on the wind, a rustle in the leaves, a huff of a nearby fawn and babbling of the hot spring. He nods, eyes glued to you as you fade away into the black mist.

He breathes deeply as he picks you up, cradling your cold body to his hard chest. He walks gingerly with you as if he feared he would wake you, he only had on destination in mind. It does not take long before he is walking towards the center of the small town, houses darkened as the square is full of life. The smell of wine and food waft the cool air.

This only fuels his intentions.

He stands on the fringe of the crowd and it only takes a blink or two before the roaring party dies to deafening silence. People falling to their knees, their foreheads pressed into the bloodied bricks.

“K..Kamisama Kirishima, had we known you would grace…"

"SILENCE!” His voice shakes the very foundations of the homes, the shingles clinking in the wind. The trees quiver in his presence as the Earth seems to roar beneath his feet. His eyes are hard and dark like raw diamonds as he looks over their merriment shredding them with his gaze alone. The moon above suddenly glows red as if washed over with your blood, illuminating him in an ominous tone. The hue paints the village in eerie light as it fully bares witness to the wrath of the mountain God.

“Is this how you honor me?” A rhetorical question as he wonders how long this had been going on, the shades most likely and happily, eating the remains before Kirishima could have ever found out. He shakes, unable to reign in his rage.

“Look at her.” Three words, three words has well over fifty people shivering. Eyes barely coming up to look at the limp woman in his hands, skin already graying. Both eyes now clouded over and lips stained a peculiar red. Their eyes shift to the God they worship, the one they had been giving their most beautiful women too.

He holds eye contact with each and every one of them for a moment, staring into their black souls with a malice that could maim. He spies your mother, his lip snarls as he thinks of your scar.

He begins to wonder if this is why she had done it. He finds the elder, the one who wears the fine kimono. One of the few garments that is not tattered, dirtied or sullied red. He grinds his teeth.

“May you never forget this moment in all of your reincarnations. May you never forget her face and may you always feel an inkling of what I’ve felt.” The people weep, not for their own lives but from the feeling of the God’s heart overflowing in them despite him never shedding a tear. They do not ask forgiveness.

They cannot ask for forgiveness. Just as he sealed your fate all those years ago, he is sealing theirs now. With a stomp of his foot the Earth rumbles, slowly opening up into a jagged mawl. People scream as they reach for one another, grasping onto nothing. Only your mother waits for death silently. Her own tears streaming down her face as she etches into her last moments the sight of her failure. Of you taken from the world too soon.

The village is swallowed whole and now that it is over, he is still unhappy. The void in his cheat is far deeper than the Earthy chasm before him. He cries out in anguish pulling you impossibly closer. A fissure runs through the ground, deep and fast through the next village and the one after that.

In a loud puff of smoke a man appears beside the mountain God, he pulls down his black hood and his hair shines gold in the moonlight. His eyes like molten lava gleam with destructive glee. The Earth threatens to crumble beneath the new God’s feet, the dark chasm glows a bright hot red in his presence.

“No one ever strikes your ire.” His voice is dark yet excited, “And never enough to summon me. Need some pointers from the God of Destruction himself shitty hair?”

“Bakugou, I…” The mountainous man’s voice cracks, causing his friend’s brow to furrow. Bakugou takes in the sight of you withered in hands through ghastly means. Of the decimation and the level of it. Reaching over to another village and possibly the next two. This level of destruction would get the Mountain God into a lot of trouble but it was evident he did not care. Bakugou gives his back to the sight and finally speaks, lying a warm hand on his friend’s broad shoulder.

“If anyone asks, I destroyed the villages.” Molten eyes watch tears fall onto you and the ground beneath his friend’s feet. The golden haired man sighs, gently taking you from the arms of his friend who tries to desperately hold on to what is left of you.

“It’s alright, it’s okay.” A rare comfort from his companion, he takes your small frame and turns. He is going to gently lie you in the cooling Earth. A destruction God destroys in order for something new to be created. He plans to give his only friend a blessed grave for you so he can visit until, what Bakugou hopes but heavily doubts, Kirishima forgets.

“W..wait. wait. She needs…” His voice shatters as with shaking fingers he creates the very thing he had intended for you to have. Good fortune in the shape of deities or wild irises, circling one another to be a stunning crown. Instead of white they glow gold as he sets it atop your crown. Kirishima squeezes your limp hand a final time before letting you go. Bakugou breathes deeply as he works, pulling the ground back together with sheer force as the lava recedes. He does so until the two shelves barely meet, a rich bed of soil lies before his feet. Gently he lies you in the bed of dirt.

“Ashes to ashes.” Your body ignites from within, glowing in a golden flame until there is nothing left but dust on the wind and the golden flower crown. Bakugou pulls the dirt over your remains.

Kirishima falls to his knees, pressing his hand into the Earth, fearful he will forget a mortal like you, a mere blip in his infinite lifetime. The ground beneath him bursts and blooms in great color. All deep reds, golden yellows and blinding whites for miles.

“I will always love you my little flower."

The summer breeze feels warm as it rouses the scent of rain and the sound of chimes. You close your eyes and day dream of something long forgotten, of stories retold from an old book of legend you never read. Nervousness thrums through your veins as you stand beside your ash blonde friend, patiently waiting for the third party to arrive. The impatient man growls beside you as he spots someone he recognizes behind you.

"Oi shitty hair hurry up! Iris and I have been waiting here all damn morning!” Bakugou shouts, using your hero name. You turn to see your new patrol partner for future missions. The sun illuminates behind him, almost giving him a heavenly glow and you realize that there is something odd about the man who approaches you. His long flowing garnet hair is unruly in the wind, shining a red so deep in hue you first mistake it for black. His smile is sharp toothed and easy, causing a swarm of butterflies to take flight in your stomach. With your heart hammering out of your chest you cannot shake the feeling that something seems off about him. It is both other worldly and familiar, you feel as if his name sits on the tip of your tongue. A shiver runs down your spine as his glowing ruby eyes drink you in. He sees a faint mark traveling through your left eye as if it were a fading scar, maybe it was something you could not shake from a past long forgotten. His heart hammers in his chest as he speaks, your reaction to his next words will tell him what he needs to know.

“Hello my little flower, it seems we meet again.”

#kirishima x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #bnha god au #bnha fantasy au #kirishima eijirou x reader #bnha 18+#bnha kirishima x reader #kirishima god x reader #bnha eijirou #bnha eijiro kirishima

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rafael-silva · 3 years

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hold me close, closer: a tarlos fic

After working the same rough and hectic shift, Carlos and TK share a calming bath to wash away the day’s tension and stress. Being in each other’s arms eases their worries and uplifts their spirits.

@larrytothemoonandback prompted: tk and carlos + sharing a bath

emotional hurt/comfort, light angst, comfort, fluff, cuddles, kisses, carlos reyes needs a hug, softness, really there are so many kisses

2.3k | on ao3

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It had been a long, hectic shift for Carlos and TK.

A never-ending shift of one call after another, as TK dubbed it in one of the few texts he had managed to send Carlos in between blaring bells.

And it appeared from Carlos’s reply of tell me about it that he was going through the same thing.

They had met on a few calls scattered over the hours, and every time, the other man looked slightly more tired and drained. Still, though, they’d give each other small smiles that held the promise of going home to each other when their frantic shifts would finally come to an end.

After returning to the firehouse from their final call, TK robotically made his way to the showers, while chanting hallelujah over and over in his head as he stepped under the warm spray of water.

TK absolutely loved his job, his found family, but some days it would get so exhausting to the point where TK’s knees shake, threatening to give out on him. He holds on, proceeding to also robotically change into his civvies and throw his backpack over his shoulder.

He tells everyone good night as he makes his way towards the Uber, sighing as he drops against the backseat. He then unlocks his phone to send Carlos a message.

TK: Hi, babe. Just moved from the station heading home. Can’t wait to see you.

TK slips the phone back into his pocket and sits in silence until the car pulls up to the condo.

TK whispers something along the lines of thank you to the driver, stumbling up the porch stairs and to the front door, pushing his key into the keyhole. The condo is dark, the missing Camaro from the driveway was TK’s first clue that his boyfriend wasn’t home yet.

He flicks on a light, toeing his shoes off near the door and drops his keys into the bowl sitting on a table near the door. His phone pings in his pocket as he’s walking into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

He fishes out his phone to see a new text from Carlos.

Carlos: Hey, baby. Can’t wait to see you, too. I just need to finish some paperwork before I get out of here. I’ll be home as soon as I can.

TK: Just arrived home. Take your time, baby. I’ll be waiting for you.

TK sighs again, walking—or more like dragging his feet—up the stairs and into their bedroom. He falls backwards against the bed, closing his eyes as his body collides with the soft mattress, a much-needed sensation after the day he’s had.

He feels bad that he’s finally home and can relax while Carlos is still at the station, working. In hindsight, TK had wished he had gone to the station to meet Carlos there and then they’d go home together.

TK nods to himself, making up his mind. He grabs his phone to text Carlos again.

TK: Let me know when you’re on the way.

He lies back on the bed, scrolling mindlessly through his Instagram and loses track of time. He’s liking a post here and then when a notification from Carlos pops up at the top of his screen.

Carlos: Heading out now.

TK gets to his feet then and steps into the bathroom, turning on the tap in the bathtub and pushes the drain-stopper down. He quickly retrieves Carlos’s favorite candles, some vanilla scented, others lavender, from the bedroom and sets them carefully around the space, lighting each one as the tub fills with hot water. He also grabs the organic mint-scented body wash he and Carlos share and drizzles a good amount in the water, watching it foam up.

TK is looking forward to taking care of Carlos, after the long day they’ve endured. He’s also doing it for himself if he’s also being honest, because he can feel the aches already setting in his muscles and the warm water definitely helps there. But taking care of Carlos is his priority. Besides, that always help him feel better, too.

And TK knows Carlos always appreciates a good bath.

Looking around the bathroom, the paramedic nods, satisfied with the setup.

He hears keys rattling, followed by his name being called a few minutes later.

Downstairs, Carlos discards his keys into the bowl with TK’s and places his wallet next to it. He stretches his neck, moving his head backwards and then side to side until some of the tension there eases.

“Up here!”

Carlos looks in the direction of TK’s voice, and notices the hallway and bedroom lights are switched on. He wills his tired legs to ascend the stairs, and then steps into the bedroom, eyes immediately searching for TK. When they don’t find his boyfriend, he realizes the other man must be in the bathroom.

Before joining him, Carlos unpins his badge from his uniform shirt and removes his belt, unclipping his service weapon as he goes. He crouches in front of the bottom section of his closet, sliding the door over to reveal his safe. He punches in the code, the lock clicking and Carlos places the items inside before locking the safe.

He groans when his knee cracks as he gets to his feet, kicking off his shoes and wasting no time in heading to the bathroom. He just really wants—and needs—to see TK, to hold him, to kiss him.

The sight he’s met with makes his tired face light up and tugs the corner of his lips upwards.

“Welcome home, babe,” TK smiles from his place, now lying in the tub with his arms resting on either side of the marble.

“What’s the occasion?” Carlos asks with an amused lifted eyebrow.

TK shrugs. “Do I need a reason to pamper my boyfriend?”

A blush colors Carlos’s cheeks as his smile widens.

“Care to join me?” TK extends a hand towards Carlos.

“Wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Carlos expresses, hands already working to unbutton and remove his shirt, followed by his undershirt and pants.

As soon as he kicks his boxer-briefs away, he takes TK’s offered hand, holding on to it as he lowers himself into the warm water, sitting between TK’s legs. Moments like these and sharing a bath with TK, always reminds Carlos how grateful he is that he picked a condo with a bathtub big enough to comfortably fit two adults.

Carlos lets out a satisfied sigh as soon as his body is immersed, closing his eyes as he falls back against TK’s chest.

He hears TK chuckle from behind and feels the younger man’s arms go around his waist, effectively pulling him even closer into his hold.

“Besides, we’ve both had incredibly long shifts, I think we deserve this,” TK adds.

“Hm,” Carlos agrees.

“You deserve this, babe. You’ve been working so hard lately.”

Carlos blindly finds TK’s arms with a hand and gives him a squeeze where it lands on an arm.

“I got you, baby,” TK promises.

“You always do,” Carlos responds, dropping his head against TK’s shoulder.

TK moves his head and brushes a soft kiss to Carlos’s temple, feeling the officer gravitate towards his touch.

Comfortable silence settles between them for a while, both of them enjoying finally being in each other’s arms and letting the water wash the day’s troubles away.

“Thank you for this, Ty,” Carlos whispers. “I really needed it.”

TK nods, nuzzling his face against the back of Carlos’s head. “Of course, baby. Anything I can do to help. Do you wanna talk about it?”

Carlos shakes his head after a moment of thought. “Maybe later. Right now, this is all I need.”

“Okay,” TK replies.

“Couldn’t wait to get home to you,” Carlos speaks after a moment.

“Couldn’t wait to have you right here,” TK responds, pressing a sweet kiss to Carlos’s shoulder.

To Carlos’s very tense shoulder.

TK pulls his arms from around Carlos, and the slightly bigger man lets out a disappointed sound at the loss of TK’s touch.

“Just for a minute,” TK reassures his boyfriend. “You’re gonna like this, trust me.”

Carlos trusts TK with his life, but he also already misses TK’s warmth.

However, TK’s assessment of Carlos liking whatever he planned is proven right soon enough, as TK gently uses his thumbs to massage and rub at the heavy knots sitting in Carlos’s muscles.

TK smiles at the heavy groan Carlos breathes out, knowing it’s helping his boyfriend.

“That’s it,” TK whispers. “Let me take care of you.”

Carlos wishes he could turn around and kiss TK in this moment, but between the warm water and TK’s tender ministration, he feels his bones and muscles turning into jelly.

TK pushes down slightly harder, loosening up the worst of the tension he finds, feeling satisfied himself when Carlos sags back against him, clearly feeling a little better.

“That…God, Ty, I needed that, so much.”

“Yeah, I could tell,” TK chuckles. “Are you feeling better?”

“Much,” Carlos nods.

Before returning to their previous position, TK cups some water into his palms and places them over Carlos’s head, letting the water run through the officer’s hair and down his neck. Carlos seems to be onboard with this, as well, because he’s tilting his head backwards a little in TK’s direction.

TK takes the hint and repeats the action a few more times, until Carlos’s hair is damp. TK then slowly cards his fingers through Carlos’s soft curls, the product he applied that morning long gone now.

With a kiss to Carlos’s neck, TK’s arms return to Carlos’s middle, wrapping around him and holding him close once again.

“We both have a day off coming up soon, we can do whatever you want,” TK says.

“Just wanna spend it with you.”

“We can most definitely do that. We can sleep in, have late breakfast in bed, lots of cuddles and oh! We can bake,” TK plans, almost giggling at the idea of baking. It’s one of his favorite things to do with Carlos in their downtime. He mostly sits on the counter while Carlos does most of the baking, but TK also sometimes helps with the batter.

“Sounds perfect, baby,” Carlos smiles, closing his eyes and resting his head back against TK’s shoulder. “Brownies or cookies?”

“Hmm,” TK contemplates for a few seconds. “Cookies, chocolate chip cookies.”

“My specialty,” Carlos replies.

They really are Carlos’s specialty. TK remembers taking a batch of chocolate chip cookies into work one day for everyone, and the crew had gone absolutely mad over them. The huge tupperware container was empty in a matter of minutes.

TK smiles at the memory, remembering not only his team’s joy for the delicious cookies, but also Carlos’s delight and pride when TK told him what had gone down.

The water starts cooling a few minutes later, both men feeling it and a shiver runs through Carlos’s body.

“I think it’s time to get out,” TK’s the first to say. “We can order in and watch a feel-good movie.”

“As tempting and comforting as that sounds, I don’t think I can really rely on my legs to carry me right now,” Carlos chuckles.

TK giggles along and helps Carlos into a sitting position.

“Come on, I’ll help,” the paramedic says, making sure Carlos’s grip on both sides of the marble is secure before stepping out of tub and grabbing a towel, wrapping it around his waist. He prepares a towel for Carlos before moving back towards him, holding out a hand to the officer.

Carlos takes TK’s hand but instead of using it to pull himself up, he pulls TK closer to him. And this time he does kiss TK, closing the distance between them by capturing TK’s lips with his own.

TK, albeit a little surprised, immediately opens up to Carlos, deepening their passionate kiss. His other hand instantly travels to the nape of Carlos’s neck, settling there and he gives Carlos an encouraging squeeze. They pour everything into the kiss, their worry for each other, their concern, their relief for the other’s safety. The kiss has infinite layers to it, and Carlos and TK visit each and every one of them.

Eventually the need for air to wins and they separate. They don’t pull back completely, their foreheads still touching, each of them breathing a little heavily with identical kiss-swollen lips. They breathe each other in, taking it all in.

“Lets get into something comfortable and continue this on the couch,” Carlos whispers into the small space between them.

TK nods and with another light kiss to Carlos’s mouth, he pulls back. He hands Carlos the towel when he’s out of the tub, and they make their way back into their bedroom.

They find themselves nestled against each other on the couch once they’re dressed in comfortable t-shirts and sweats (TK had also grabbed Carlos’s old police academy hoodie on their way down, knowing he’ll be wanting to slip into it later during the night) with Carlos flipping through Netflix.

TK is lying between the officer’s legs, an arm draped over Carlos’s thigh with his back against his chest, his other arm is placed over the one Carlos has wrapped around TK.

“Here,” Carlos says as he hands TK the remote control. “Pick a movie.”

They sit in silence as TK scrolls through the list, Carlos watching him with a fond smile decorating his face.

“Hey,” Carlos whispers.

TK turns to face him, his features filled to the brim with love and affection.

“I love you, Ty.”

A big smile spreads on TK’s face, his green eyes turning soft. “I love you too, ‘Los.”

He leans in, claiming Carlos’s lips in a tender kiss.

They settle back when they pull apart, Carlos planting a kiss to TK’s head.

He inhales the scent that is all TK, and he feels comfort brewing in his gut, he feels safe, he feels whole. He feels lighter as the worries of the day seep away.

Lying on the couch, with TK in his arms, Carlos is home.

And when TK nuzzles his body backwards and moves closer into Carlos’s hold, Carlos knows in his heart that TK is home, too.

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 3 years

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🎁🔥GUESS WHO?🔥🎁

Prompt: Y/N’s first day back to work from her vacation is also coincidentally her birthday, as the day goes by, one mysterious box is placed on her work table. The content of it is a devious surprise and Y/N needs to find out who is the mysterious person who dared to give her such a kinky birthday present.

Word count: Long-ish

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, bondage(handcuffs), use of a vibrator, fingering, rough sex, mentions of voyeurism, oral sex (female receiving), dirty talk, cursing.

My Roman lovers: @ziasaph, @reigns-5sos, @mindofasagittaruis

Notes: What a better way to start 2021, then with a Roman kinky fic?! I wish you all a Happy New Year loves, may 2021 be kinder to us all. Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“Happy birthday, to you..” I turn around to the sound of a person singing, just to see Sasha Banks holding a chocolate cupcake and a present bag on her hands.

“Hi Sasha.” I smiled

“Happy birthday babe!” Sasha ran up to me, placing the cupcake on my working table and hugging me tightly.

“Thanks Sasha”

This was my first day back from my vacation, and coincidentally it was also my birthday, so I was excited to see some of the good friends I’ve made while working for the WWE as a chiropractor.

“Here this is for you!” Sasha handed me a present bag.

“Oh Sasha, you really didn’t have to-“

“Shush! I love you, so of course I would pamper you on your birthday” Sasha said as I opened the bag to find a pair of Louboutin’s I had my eyes on for quite sometime, but couldn’t afford it.

“Sasha, are you insane? I can’t accept these! It’s way too expensive!” I gasped

“I am perfectly sane, you will accept these and I don’t care if you think they’re too expensive! I love you, you’re one of my best friends in this company and a human being with a heart made of gold. So if there is someone who deserves these is you” She happily said

“Sasha, I don’t even know how to thank you enough” I whispered with tears on my eyes

“Just say you will be my friend forever babe” She winked

“I don’t need presents to be your friend love”

“That’s why I gave it to you. I don’t care how much they cost, I just want to make my best friend happy on her birthday”

I hugged her and whispered ‘thank you’ on her ear

“So, who else has came here today?” She asked

“Oh! Bayley, Charlotte, Xavier, Kofi, Cesaro, Big E, Alexa, Naomi, Jey, Becky, Seth, Finn, Renee and Dean” I said, listing my close friends

“I was the last one then? Damn it!”

“It’s ok, I know you were busy today love”

“So...no Roman?” She whispered

“No, no Roman” I answered slightly disappointed.

Sasha along with Bayley and Renee were the only 3 people who knew about my stupid crush on Roman Reigns. It’s so stupid of me to think that a man like him would ever look at someone like me.

If he would ever look at someone on this company, it wouldn’t be the thick girl who worked as a chiropractor and yes one of the beautiful toned Divas of this company.

But still I couldn’t help but daydream about having him on top of me.

“Maybe he doesn’t know it’s your birthday?” Sasha tried to make it less uncomfortable

“Really Sasha? He’s friends with Dean! Everybody knows Dean is an open mouth, loud as fuck and can’t keep it to himself not even if his life depended on it...Roman just chose to ignore it, and it’s fine. We’re not close or anything so, I wasn’t expecting him to show up at my office door and fuck me on top of this table” I lied while chuckling weirdly

“Let’s be honest babe, everybody secretly wants Roman Reigns to fuck them on top of a table!” We both laughed at her statement before she continued “It’s his loss anyways babe”

“Yeah I guess so...”

I was making my way back to my office, from the women’s locker room, when a big black box with a golden ribbon called my attention on top of my desk.

“What the hell?” I said as I approached the box carefully. All of my closest friends had already wished me a happy birthday and gave me their presents so this was, to say the least, weird and unexpected.

I saw a blood red card on top of it, so I opened to find the handwritten saying

‘I hope these will make your birthday night unforgettable. Can you guess who’ve bought these for you? ;)’

Ok, that’s pretty fucking weird! I thought

From the corner of my eye I saw Sasha passing by and loudly whispered

“Sasha! Come here”

She entered my office “What’s up girl? Are you ok? You look scared”

I closed my office door and locked, and made my way back to the table by her side.

“Ok, I’m feeling a little paranoid. I just came back to my office to find this box and this card. Here” I handed the card to her and she red silently.

“Did you look what’s inside of it?” Sasha said

“Nope. And to be honest I don’t know if I can..what if it’s like a prank or something?”

“Well, there’s only one way to find out Y/N”

She opened the box, inside of it there was a fancy red paper, I took it out of the way to reveal what was underneath it and I tell you I almost passed out.

Inside the box there was a lavender and purple (my favorite colors) vibrator, it was actually pretty cute...two pairs of handcuffs, lube, nipples clamps and a whip.

“Oh my gosh” Sasha gasped as she took the clamps on one hand and the whip on the other. “Someone wants to get kinky with you girl!” She examined the items carefully

“What in the actual fuck?” I whispered shocked “Give me that!” I took the items out of her hand, shoved back into the box and quickly closed with the black lid.

“Jesus, I can get fired if someone sees that in my office! Who the hell would do that?”

“Someone who wants to get some! And wants it rough” She chuckled

“Sasha it’s not funny! I could not have a job tomorrow morning if someone from the company found these”

“Who do you think did this?” She asked seriously

“How am I supposed to know? I have no fucking clue!”

“Maybe someone who’s name starts with an R...” She smirked

“R?... What ar-... Oh hell no! Nu uh, that’s impossible!” She couldn’t be implying that Roman was behind this, was he? No! Of course not, that’s a dumb thing to think of...but a part of me wished it was him, even though I know it wasn’t.

“Why impossible? You’re a gorgeous woman Y/N! You two would make a beautiful couple, plus, I‘ve seen his handwriting before and I’m pretty sure it’s quite similar to this one” She said as she inspected the card closely.

“Obviously someone wants to make fun out of me, so I’ll just pretend this never happened” I took the card out of her hand and shoved inside the box.

“Or someone has an eye on you for a while and decided to finally make a move”

“Sasha, please don’t tell this to anyone”

“Your secret is safe with me babe. Just promise that when your secret admirer finally show up, you’ll tell me if you guys made a good use of his presents” She laughed

“You’re the worst!” I laughed along

I made my way back to my hotel room later that evening with my hands so full of packages I could barely walk. I opened the door and carefully placed the bags, along with the black box, on the floor.

I went to the bed and sat down on the edge, while I stared at the box.

*Could Sasha be right? Could it be Roman who did this?* Was the only thought that crossed my mind

I decided to forget all about it and take a shower to wash off the day.

As I was rinsing my hair I heard some noise coming from the bedroom

*What the hell was that?*

I blamed on my super active mind and turned the shower off.

I got changed into some clean oversized t- shirt, and went full on commando. I was brushing my damp hair, when I decided to lay out the contents of the black box on the bed.

I roamed my eyes on each item slowly, until they stopped on the lavender and purple happiness. I turned the vibrator on and felt slightly tempted to use it.

*Oh fuck it! Happy birthday to me I guess”

I got rid of the t-shirt and lay down on the bed naked.

I closed my eyes, letting my mind imagine my wet dream, in form of a man... his face, his body, his cock and how I wish I could feel it inside of me, stretching me as I teased my clit with the vibrator.

I moaned Roman’s name and heard someone clear their throat on the foot of the bed. My eyes shot open and my heart nearly stopped beating when I saw who was in front of me. The vision was so unexpected that I even forgot I was naked.

“I see you liked my gift then” He smirked

“Wh- What are you doing here? How did you get inside of my room?” I whispered

“Does it matter?” His eyes had an evil glimpse to it

“Roman... I- I can explain” I begin to stutter

He placed his index finger on his lips in a shh motion and I stopped talking. He hungrily stared at every inch of my naked body, making me feel quite self conscious of the imperfections of it. I grabbed the blanket to cover my nakedness, he notice what I was about to do and yanked the blankets off the bed

“I’ve been waiting for years to see you like this, so don’t you dare cover yourself from me now”

He took off his shirt and pants leaving only his boxers on, from where I was laying I could see the outline of his hard cock and the wet spot of pre cum near of it’s head. He crawled on top of me slowly, like a predator, with dangerous eyes that were glued to my own.

“At first I was only gonna watch you... I wanted to see you pleasure yourself with my gifts, but when I saw your body fully naked on this bed moaning my name” He grunted “I couldn’t control myself, I couldn’t see this” He took the vibrator off my hand and placed on the bed by our side “Having all the fun with you, enjoying every part of your beautiful body, stretching your sweet pussy while my own cock only got to watch, he wants to have his own fun with you baby girl. He wants to make you feel real good” He leaned closer to my face, his lips brushing mine as he asked “Do you want that Y/N? Do you want my cock to make you feel good? Do you want it to stretch you out baby? Do you want it to fuck you hard and rough? Or do you prefer it slow and sweet? Do you want me to fuck you from behind?...Or maybe I should eat you out first huh? Eat that sweet pussy until you’re begging me to stop, I can’t wait to feel you come on my mouth...around my cock,milking it really nice” He growled “Tell me Y/N, what do you want?”

“I want it all, I want everything” I panted as he dry humped me

“Will you let me do whatever I want with you baby girl? What I’ve always wanted to do?”

“Yes”

He smiled satisfied, leaning to kissed me roughly and sloppily as he grabbed both of my wrists into one of his big hands pining it over my head.

“If anything I do bothers you or you feel like your not feeling it or don’t like it, you let me know ok?”

I nodded

“I need words baby girl”

“Yes, I understand”

“Good” He smiled and I felt something cold close around my wrists. I looked up to see the handcuffs around my wrists being closed on the headboard of the bed. Roman sat up and looked down do my naked body at his disposal.

“Fuck, you’re such a gorgeous sight” He said as he palmed his hard cock through his boxers. “I can’t wait to bury my cock deep inside you” He panted

“Roman, please do something” I whispered

His hands roamed the sides of my body until he stopped at my breasts as his hands squeezed them hard while pinching my nipples.

“These were made just for me. Do you see how they perfectly fit my hands? I can only imagine how even more beautiful your breasts will look with my cock sliding in between them” His eyes were glued on my breasts.

I tugged at my handcuffed hands, begging “Roman, please, I need- something”

“Let’s take a look on this pussy...are you wet for me Y/N?”

“Soaked”

He raised his eyebrows “Really? Let‘s see” Two of his fingers slides through my folds “Fuck baby girl, you are soaked. Jesus, we won’t even need lube” His fingers traced lazy circles around my clit, making me moan in pleasure. One callused finger slipped inside of me.

“Oh baby girl, you’re so tight, fuck I will barely be able to move. I can’t wait to feel your sweet little pussy stretch around my cock”

He took his finger out and cleaned with his tongue, humming in pleasure to the taste of my juices.

“You taste amazing, Y/N. Fuck I need more” He slide down my body placing his head between my thighs. His tongue gave a long lick from my entrance to my clit sucking it. Making his way back to my entrance again dipping his tongue inside of me, beginning to fuck me with his tongue.

“Oh my god, Roman, please fuck me! I need you inside of me please” I whined

“As you wish baby” He smirked

He slides his cock through my folds to lube it up, then places the head of his cock at my entrance

“Are you sure about this baby girl? ‘Cause once I start I won’t be able to stop myself”

“Roman, just fuck me already would you?” I said impatiently

He chuckled lightly saying “Easy tiger, we’ll take this slow, I don’t want to hurt you” Roman leaned down to peck my lips and returned to his previous position.

He started to slowly slide inside of me, inch by inch, painfully slow. He’s the biggest man I’ve ever been with, so I knew that we needed to take it slow, but fuck he feels so good I just wish he would roughly thrust into me, so I wiggle my hips to take more of him.

“Fuck Y/N, slow down! You’re too tight and I’m not exactly small, if you keep rushing things you’re gonna end up hurting yourself and I don’t want that”

“I know is just that your cock feels so fucking good, I just want you to fuck me Ro”

“Trust me baby, there’s nothing that I want more then fuck you senseless, but I want you to enjoy it as well ok?” He kissed my nose then my lips

When all of him was finally inside of me we both moaned loudly, I’ve never felt so full before and it was both a dream and a nightmare

“Motherfucker! Jesus fuck Y/N, you’re so fuckin- Oh my god.. I gotta focus ‘cuz I feel like at the slightest move I’ll cum” He pressed his forehead to mine as his thumb slowly traced circles on my clit.

“Roman” I gasped “Please don’t tease me like that, fuck it feels so fucking good” I cried as I felt my walls tighten around him

“Oh fuck!” Roman growled loudly “Don’t do that baby girl, don’t squeeze my cock like that, you’re gonna make m-“

“Move,please” I circled my hips

“Fuck it” He said as he forcefully grabbed my hips and begin to quickly thrust me.

“Oh Roman...harder, I need harder”

“Harder?” He chuckled “Like this?” He pounded into me mercilessly

“Yes! Just like that, oh please, don’t stop” “Fuck Y/N you’re going to get me addicted to you baby girl” He kissed my lips vigorously

“I say we should push you a little further..” Roman took the vibrator from the bed and placed on my clit.

“Ooohhh”

“Fuck, you look so beautiful baby girl, a whimpering mess underneath me”

“Ro- Roman I’m gonna cum”

“Cum baby, I wanna feel you cum around my cock”

And I did. My orgasm was so hard that my juices made a mess on Roman’s thighs and the bedsheets.

“Y/N, fuck baby...so fucking gorgeous, my messy girl” He chuckled “Where do you want me to cum baby?”

“Inside” I panted while I felt another mini orgasm come through me

“Fuck, I’m officially addicted to you baby girl. You’re my wet dream come true...gorgeous face, delicious body, perfect pussy..so tight for me. And on top of it all, you want my cum inside of you?! You are beyond perfect Y/N”

He thrusts into me 3 more times before finally cum, filling me up with his seed.

As we tried to recover our breaths, Roman uncuffed my wrists and placed a sweet kiss into each one.

“You ok baby girl?”

“Mhmm” I hummed

“Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?”

“No, of course not. You were perfect!”

“Good baby” He smiled

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure thing baby”

“Why? Why me?”

“Why not you?” He asked sincerely while he brushed my hair with his fingers

“I don’t know, I can’t picture someone like you with someone like me.. I mean, there are so many beautiful women in the company that fit you better...I’ve never thought you could find me attractive”

“Are you serious? Have you looked yourself in the mirror? You’re gorgeous, so perfect Y/N. Yes, there are beautiful women in the company but they’re nothing compared to you baby. You stand out, exactly because you’re different from all of them. You’re unique”

“Still...I don’t know..”

“Oh so you don’t believe me? Maybe I’ll have to show you then”

I could feel his cock beginning to harden on my thigh

“Show me? How?”

“Well baby girl, good thing there are more items of the box for us to try it huh?”

“Us?”

“Yeah, you don’t really think that I’m gonna let you go right? Now that I’ve tasted you, you’ve got me hooked baby. We’ve got the whole night for me to change your mind about us together. And I bet you that I will” He smirked as he leaned down to kiss my neck...

What a great way to celebrate my birthday 🎁

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Shin Johyun & Kwon Eunbi x Male Reader

15720 words

categories: smut, oral, threesome, mommy kink

Note: this is a sequel to Simulation & one of two prequels planned for Double Trouble

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“And cut! Good work everyone!”

Shin Jiwon bowed to photographers and staff as the exhausting photoshoot was finally finished. Jiwon was chosen to be the new muse of Yes Underwear, a company that typically used famous Korean idols to model their products. Jiwon was beautiful and proud of her body, so she was happy to be one of the few chosen.

She returned to her dressing room and sat down on the makeup chair, exhausted. She picked up her phone and scrolled through her messages. One of the staff members on set airdropped her some of the unedited photos so she decided to send a few to her boyfriend.

“Some of the shots from today’s shoot, babe! What do you think?”

The message went from delivered to seen instantly. It took 5 minutes or so before she received a response.

“🍆💦” was the message she received back.

“Such a naughty boy” Jiwon texted as she smiled at her phone.

“Make sure you store up a lot for me when we go to the gym tonight”

You picked up Jiwon from the photoshoot location, but not before she gave you a blowjob in the car and swallowed your cum. You brought both of your gym bags from the trunk, handing Jiwon hers as you both put the strap on your shoulders. Smacking her round ass as hard as you could, Jiwon yelped as you cupped a cheek and squeezed. She punched you softly on the shoulder as she linked arms with you before you both entered the gym.

The gym was extremely empty since it was the middle of the night. No one was around to care or pay attention as she brought you into the women’s locker room. You enjoyed copping a feel of her breasts and spanking her ass as she was changing. She laughed, knowing you loved her body just as much as she did. Once you both finished touching each other and changing, Jiwon took off her light windbreaker and squeezed a bottle of creme brulee scented body lotion. She made a show of it, applying a layer onto both of her toned arms before rubbing some more onto her abs and midriff. Her belly button was still very cute to you, you’d always tease her by putting your finger inside it.

“Give me a kiss babe” Jiwon said to you, smiling.

You kissed her breasts and cleavage softly, eliciting giggles from her. Making your way upwards slowly through her clavicles and neck before capturing her thin lips. You tasted the sweet strawberry lip gloss she had freshly applied. Giving each other loving gazes, you kissed her one more time before smacking her ass and heading out to workout.

High intensity workouts were your favorite thing to do. The more calories you could burn, the better. Jiwon on the other hand went for lighter weights, but more repetitions. She focused on her form and keeping her body fit. Neither of you were really into working out before getting together, but decided one day after sex it would help increase stamina for the both of you.

You were drooling from the sight of how good her ass looked in leggings. Her cleavage was lined with a thin layer of perspiration as her breasts jiggled from her lunges and squats. The high tempo music, adrenaline pumping in your veins from the workout, and calm ambience of the empty gym were tempting you to drop everything and fuck her. Jiwon looked at you and smiled, seeing your cock slowly start to harden inside your joggers.

You continued on with your bench press, turning a slight shade of red as you brought the bar close to your chest. Looking at the ceiling, your view changes to Jiwon smiling naughtily at you as her breasts are in your line of vision. You freak out temporarily as you do one more rep before Jiwon spots you and assists in returning the bar back to its hold location.

“Can’t stop being so horny, can you?” she said, giggling as you turned around and stared at her.

“Hey, I was actually working out. It’s not my fault I have such a hot girlfriend who wants to kill me by flaunting her tits in front of my face”

“Oh come on baby” she replied. “I’m actually working out too. I can’t help it if my horndog boyfriend enjoys my body so much”

“If I recall, you were the one who said and I quote: “If it was possible I wish I could have your dick inside my pussy and mouth at all times” unquote” you said to her, crossing your arms.

“So I’m a slut for your dick” she shrugged, kissing you. “Sue me”

“You know… it is late and there’s no one around” Jiwon began.

“Oh yeah?” you said, raising an eyebrow. Your hands found their way to Jiwon’s butt, staying there as the two of you began to kiss. She bit on your lower lip softly. Jiwon’s moans could be heard as the dangerously thin fabric of her leggings hardly gave her any protection from your naughty hands. You spanked her, the sound echoing through the empty gym. Your bodies are pressed against one another as she pushes you onto a bench. Still kissing each other, Jiwon straddles your lap.

The thought of public sex excited you, something you wanted to do for a long time now. It seemed to excite Jiwon as well as a small puddle began to form on her crotch. Her right hand cups your face as her left pushes her hair back. Jiwon’s moans get louder as she begins to grind herself back and forth on you. At this point, you were so erect to the point it was starting to hurt. Jiwon removes her lavender colored jacket as she gives you a look you knew all too well from your bedroom adventures. She tosses it seductively on the ground, leaving her in her white sports bra. Your hands roam themselves around her stomach and back, clawing her softly. As you groped her body, Jiwon began to leak more. Unable to control herself, she gives you a quick peck before giving you a hint with her eyes to help her remove the breast confining prison that was her bra.

Her breasts were perfect. Fitting perfectly in your hand, you massage them as you have hunger in your eyes seeing her wonderfully pink nipples. You take her left breast in your mouth, sucking on it. Jiwon moans erotically as you sucking on her tits was one her favorite things you do to her. Regretfully releasing it from your mouth, you repeat the stimulation on the adjacent breast. Jiwon moans repeatedly as she pushes her tits on to you, smothering your face. Her lower body is grinding against your lap once again. Your hands travel their way down to her ass, their favorite place to be. You smack both cheeks this time, causing her body to buck in response as she moans.

Kissing her breasts tenderly while sucking on them, you continue to stimulate her before making eye contact. Both of you had lust in your eyes, wanting to satisfy each other. Jiwon’s lips reconnect with yours, the intensity making your head spin. Her lip gloss taste was addictive. As your tongues fought for control, Jiwon overpowered yours. She pulls away as she begins to run out of breath. Her naughty smile never leaves her face as she kneels on the ground, using her windbreaker as a cushion.

“Someone could come in at any minute” you said quietly.

“Let them. They won’t be the only thing coming here” she said.

Her eyes fixate on the bulge in your pants. Giggling, she kisses it before removing your joggers and boxers. Your cock is trapped slightly in your boxers before it is released, hitting her face. She laughs, licking her lips as she spreads your legs apart. Jiwon watches every muscle in her face react as she blows hot air on your cock and balls. You moan the moment her hand makes contact, slowly beginning to stroke you. While her right hand is busy taking care of your cock, her left fondles your balls; giving each a firm yet not too hard squeeze. She teases you by continuing to blow hot breath every moment you think she will finally take you in her mouth. Jiwon spit forms a pool in her mouth, some of it leaking out of her mouth and onto her chin. Giving your cock head a quick kiss to remove some of the leaking precum, she finally parts her lips. Bringing her head down, you moan as you finally enter her mouth.

Jiwon’s mouth was extremely warm, and wet thanks to her spit. She strokes your cock as the first few inches enter her before removing her hand and placing them onto your thighs. You felt like jelly in that moment, wanting to melt onto the weight bench you were sitting on. Jiwon began bobbing her head up and down, eliciting soft moans and grunts from you as your cock was getting a shower from her spit. She loved giving you blowjobs, the feeling of you filling her mouth. She enjoyed having all of the control over you.

“Fuck…” you moaned. “Babe, that feels so good” Jiwon was sucking your cock at an agonizingly slow pace. She took her time, swirling her tongue around your tip while also making long strokes up and down. Never breaking eye contact with you, she saw you whimpering slightly at her pace. Her eyes squinted, smiling at you as she decided you suffered long enough, sucking your cock deeper and faster. As her head went deeper on your shaft, her tongue flickered along your underside. Eventually she reaches the base as her lips form an airtight seal on your cock and her head bobs in a wonderfully fast rhythm. With enough practice, Jiwon became a master at deepthroating you. The sounds of Jiwon’s throat hitting your cock could be heard in the now quiet gym area. It was like a symphony for your ears as you look down and stroke her head softly, pushing away loose strands of hair. You have talked to her about having sex at a public place before: wanting to do it when you went lingerie shopping with her or under the table of your favorite restaurant. But here she finally was, on her knees sucking your cock at the gym where you two were known by the staff.

Running out of air, she regretfully withdraws from your cock. As it releases with a loud pop, thin strands of saliva are connecting it and her mouth as you see several spit suds formed. Your cock was glistening from light hitting it, you smile sweetly at Jiwon as she does the same to you. Deciding you no longer cared that it was a public place you stood up, removing your shoes, socks and the joggers and boxer briefs that clung onto your ankles. She spits once more on your cock, applying it all over. You rubbed her cheeks softly, Jiwon smiling at you as she kisses the tip before taking the purple colored cloth scrunchie and tying her slightly damp hair into a messy, swirled ponytail.

“Here comes the best part” you said to Jiwon as you tapped your cock on her tongue a few times, causing her eyes to form crescents at you.

You grabbed onto the poor excuse of a ponytail and pushed yourself into her mouth more. Moaning in pleasure, you wasted no time by roughly bobbing her head up and down. Jiwon’s eyes widened with delight as she gags from you taking control. Her eyes began to water as she hungrily accepted your throbbing, needy cock. She didn’t even need to talk for you to know Jiwon was enjoying this from the sounds being emitted as she gargled a mouthful of cock. Her nails dug into your thighs painfully as she motioned for your body to come closer to her. You obliged, closing the distance as your grip on her ponytail tightens and you fuck her mouth even rougher than before. Her tongue and uvula vibrated on your shaft as your girlfriend was getting orally assaulted to her heart’s desire.

After what feels like hours when in reality it was probably less than 10 minutes, you let Jiwon release your cock from her mouth as she was tapping on your thighs. She coughs, catching her breath as drool spilled out of her mouth and began dripping from her chin. Jiwon laughs, knowing she was a disheveled mess. She runs her mouth along your length as she strokes it. Spitting on your cock a few more times, the all too familiar squelchy sounds you were used to rang through both of your ears.

“You were so rough, baby” she said to you. “I felt it hit the back of my throat several times”

“You look so good in this outfit” you told her.

Having finally recovered, Jiwon pulls you in for a kiss. She slides her tongue down your mouth as you both fight for control once more. She stands up as you two continue making out, her hands finding their way back to your cock. She strokes you roughly as your hands are firmly placed on her butt. You slap her ass cheeks as hard as you could before finding the hem of her leggings and pulling them down. Jiwon wore a dangerously thin thong that barely covered anything on her lower body. You both give each other sensual overload kisses before returning back to the workout bench. You sat down first, readying yourself as Jiwon straddles your lap.

She rubs herself on your crotch, rocking back and forth as your tip brushes against her lips. Jiwon holds onto your shoulders as she moans loudly. Your love juices were now staining each other’s thighs. Her pussy was beautifully pink, almost the same color as her nipples.

“Please… baby… fuck me… now” Jiwon moans while still grinding on you. You smile as you see how desperate Jiwon has become. Her eyes never break apart from yours, pleading you to enter her warm, wet cavern. Jiwon lets out a loud gasp as your tip begins to part her lips. Your hands find their way to her hips, holding onto them as you lower her fully onto you.

“Oh fuck…” she cries out.

You moan as Jiwon’s walls gradually begin adjusting themselves to your intruding cock. She was agonizingly tight no matter how many times you both had sex. Once she gives you the okay, you begin guiding her hips up and down as she feels your cock enter and exit her. Her grip on your shoulders hardens as Jiwon rides your cock as if her life depended on it. Her moans evolve into loud screams that echo throughout the room as you relish in the fact that her pussy was still so tight. Both of you soon find a rhythm you agree on as Jiwon grabs your hands from her hips and interlocks them with her own. As she begins to fuck you harder and harder, her eyes roll to the back of her head from how you were making her lose control. Her mouth remains open, letting her screams of pleasure escape as the sound of skin loudly colliding with skin accompanies it to create a harmonious wave of euphoria. Jiwon’s butt rubs against your thighs as your balls touch her lower pussy lips.

“Fuck! Just like that, baby” Jiwon yells in between bounces. “Harder. Keep fucking me harder!”

Your worries about doing such an inappropriate action in a public area were long gone as you could only focus on the beautiful woman enjoying herself on top of you. Jiwon’s hands are firmly placed on your chest for support as you begin squeezing her large tits. You take both at the same time, pinching her nipples before slapping her tits.

“Holy shit… slap my tits again!”

You obey, slapping them again. And again. And again.

Jiwon’s body shook with pleasure, her breathing becoming more erratic as the sensations of stimulating her breasts and pussy were causing her to go insane. The moment the tip of your cock reaches a certain spot, Jiwon screams loudly. Her body tenses up as she feels an overwhelming sense of pleasure flow from the top of her head to her toes which were buried under your thighs. Her body shaking once more, you feel your cock flooded by Jiwon’s juices. Her orgasm hit with such force, it almost pushed your cock out of her.

You bounced Jiwon on your cock slowly several more times to allow her to ride out her high. Her muscles loosen up and she looks at you with a fully satisfied smile. She leans down and captures your lips, continuing to be fucked tenderly. You loved Jiwon and she loved you. She is not given the chance to rest as you force her onto your cock roughly.

“Fuck!” Jiwon screams as you slap her ass loudly. “Your cock feels so good inside me”

“Your ass is amazing” you reply as you slap both cheeks once more and begin to suck on her nipples.

You push yourself further into Jiwon’s pussy, another long drawn out moan escapes her mouth as you fill her up. Your hands hold onto her hips for support as Jiwon screams with every bounce on your body. Your ballsack smacked against her clit while the base of your shaft collides with her round ass. The wet sounds of penetrating her pussy were one of your favorite things about having sex with her.

Jiwon’s moans were part pain and pleasure as she couldn’t get enough of riding your dick. Every inch of your dick filled her pussy. Between that, you alternating between slapping her ass and groping her tits, Jiwon was completely lost in ecstasy. Her firm hold on your chest tightens as she tilts her head back and closes her eyes. She’s completely immersed in pleasure and can only focus on that. Her body reacts to another orgasm, violently flowing through her body as she cries loudly.

Unlike her first orgasm, you continue fucking Jiwon roughly. This in turn causes her to scream and moan accordingly. Normally you would’ve cum after she let you facefuck her, but her blowjob in the car was helping you last longer. Although at this point, both of her orgasms on your cock were building up pressure inside you. Jiwon’s walls were beginning to constrict your length even more. Your stamina was rapidly depleting, so you used all of your energy to fuck her as hard as you could. Jiwon’s screams accompanied the sounds of her ass being slapped, wet flesh smacking against wet flesh and the bench you were sitting on to roughly shake against the gym mat it was on top of. Jiwon’s third orgasm arrived mere moments after her second, her eyes rolling to the back of her head once more as you thrust into her as if you both depended on it to live. You grab onto what you called her “baby making hips” and pump as hard as you could until you feel yourself climax. You suck on her breast loudly as you both moan, Jiwon’s pussy impaled by your cock as you begin to fill her pussy.

Your shaft throbs multiple times as your seed fills her extremely tight love hole. Your bodies violently shudder, the aftereffects of your orgasms causing both of you to reach euphoria. Goosebumps form on Jiwon’s breasts and body as you kiss her tenderly. Once you finish unloading inside her, Jiwon withdraws her pussy slowly. She was still sensitive from her post-orgasm, both of you moaning as your penis exits her body. A white pool of liquid begins to escape from her cavern, staining both of your thighs and the poor workout bench that was sinfully defiled. Jiwon giggles as she sees the aftermath: the bench covered in sweat, cum and pussy juice. She smiles in satisfaction as she leans down and kisses you on the lips.

“Fuck, that was amazing” she moans, panting heavily as she struggles to catch her breath. Her body was drenched in sweat as her breasts heaved. She traces a small pool of both of your cum and puts it in her mouth.

“I can’t believe we just had sex in a public place” you said, catching your breath as the light overhead shined on your cock that was glistening from your cum and Jiwon’s juices.

“Another thing to cross off the list” Jiwon said, smiling sweetly at you as she kisses your chest and gets back on her knees to clean your cock.

“We’re supposed to be cleaning up” you said to Jiwon, moaning once more as you stroke her head.

“We can clean up after you cum in my mouth again” she said. “Plus, you still have to fuck me in the shower”

The sun shined brightly inside your room the following morning. Both of you forgot to close the blinds as you were both sore and exhausted from the gym and fucking each other’s brains out. Your bodies plopped on the bed immediately after changing into pajamas. You turned over and saw Jiwon fast asleep. Her head was peacefully resting on your chest as her left arm wrapped around you. Her soft breaths tickled your face as you admired your girlfriend’s natural beauty. The tight fitting tank top gave you a view of her cleavage, her erect nipples poking through the fabric.

You looked at your phone to check the time: 8:00 AM. You rubbed your eyes and stretched your arms, trying your best not to wake her up. Jiwon was never a light sleeper, but she reacted the moment your body moved.

“Mmm” escaped her lips as she opened her eyes. Her natural, makeup-less face was so beautiful. It looked so serene and innocent.

“Goodmorning, babe” she said, smiling as she covered her body and her eyes squinted from the sunlight.

“Hi love” you said, kissing her forehead gently. “Sorry to wake you up”

“It’s fine” she said, hugging you tightly as she pulled you in for a kiss. “Last night was amazing”

“It really was” you replied, kissing her back.

You kissed each other softly as you helped Jiwon remove her tank top. She giggles, removing your shirt as she reaches down and isn’t surprised that you weren’t wearing anything on your lower body.

“I wish I could take this everywhere I go” she said in a naughty tone as she began stroking your cock.

“We could just stay in bed all day” you said, fondling a breast in your hand.

“Ahh- as much as I would love to, I have a shoot today and you have your Pilates class” she said, kissing your tip gently before running her tongue up and down your length.

“I could just skip it” you moaned.

“Babe” she said. “We’ll have plenty of time to have sex tonight”

“But until then, I could use a goodmorning breakfast to start the day…” she said as she took your cock inside her mouth.

After you asked for a quickie in the shower, Jiwon left for her schedule. You stayed behind and cleaned the house for a bit before getting ready for Pilates. Although some time had passed since you and Yerim broke up, you continued taking classes because of how your body felt doing the exercises. Since the studio was so close by, you decided to walk there. Spring time in Seoul was a wonderful feeling. The sounds of birds chirping and the leaves of trees beaming with life. You cycled through a playlist Jiwon made for you as you enter the extremely narrow entrance of the studio and climb up the steps until you reach the 4th floor. The class was very intimate: 4-8 people at most each session. You were acquaintances with a few of them, engaging in small talk occasionally.

As the class is about to begin, one last person enters the room. Calling her beautiful would be an understatement. You froze up at first, wondering why Joohyun would be in the same class as you especially since you switched studios because you didn’t want to run into her or the others. Her height and certain facial features were similar to Joohyun, but one or rather, two things that set them apart was her noticeably large chest spilling out of her sports bra. Her leggings gave the appearance that she had long powerful legs that were topped off by a nice, round ass. Drool starts to escape your lips as you catch yourself staring for too long and look away.

“Is this spot taken?” she asked you.

You look up and see her smiling sweetly at you. Everything about her was beautiful. Her hair was wrapped messily in a pink scrunchie. The only makeup she wore was a light layer of lip gloss and a small amount of her eyebrows filled in from an eyebrow pencil.

“Is this spot taken?” she repeated.

“No, not at all” you said.

“Thank you” she replied, sitting next to you. Her smile warms your heart, she definitely left a good first impression on you. “I just moved to this area recently and the reviews for this spot were really good”

“It is” you said. “I’ve been going here for a few months now”

“There aren’t too many guys doing Pilates. Most think of it as a woman’s exercise”

“I thought so too until my girlfriend brought me one day. Well, ex now” you laughed.

“My name is Kwon Eunbi” she said, extending her arm towards you.

Eunbi explained to you the reason for her moving neighborhoods was to be closer to her job. She was working at a new startup company’s marketing division. She had been there for a little under a year. Commuting back and forth from her old neighborhood began to be too time consuming. Eunbi decided it was time for a change of pace.

The class went relatively smooth. Well, as smooth as it could be with your eyes locking on to Eunbi’s body like she was your next meal. It didn’t help that your erection stretched out your joggers. Eunbi knew this, giggling as she saw you staring at her ass and tits with the corner of her eyes every time the instructor gave the class a new position to do. One pose in particular that turned you on was when the class had to bend down and touch their toes. Eunbi did so before you even thought of it, giving you a wonderful view of her full breasts. Seeing them made you imagine how heavenly they must feel, both for your hands and your dick. It twitched at the simple thought of it.

Thankfully, the hour long class ended without you busting a load in your joggers. The instructor and students all bow to one another as they begin to leave. Placing your water bottle in your bag, you were about to leave when Eunbi stopped you.

“Did you get a good view?” she asked softly.

“What?” you replied.

“Don’t play dumb” she said, giggling. “I know you were staring at my ass and tits the whole time”

“I-I wasn’t”

“Shh, it’s okay baby. To tell you the truth, I’m flattered. I’m proud of my body so it boosts my self confidence when others think so too” she said as she closed the distance between you two and moved a finger gently on your chest.

“I-I have a girlfriend” you say to her, your cheeks beginning to turn a bright shade of red as you nervously gulp. Your eyes didn’t know where to look as Eunbi has her body mere centimeters from yours.

You are frozen, stunned by the beauty in front of you who left you hypnotized by her big, doe eyes piercing your soul and the way her soft, delicate hand caresses your cheek tenderly.

“S-someone could walk in and catch us” you managed to say.

“Shh, it’ll be fine” she replied softly. “They’ll get a good show if they do”

Eunbi cups your crotch roughly as she pulls you in for a kiss. She bites your lower lip, allowing her tongue to break down your defenses and assert control in your mouth. Her kisses are soft and tender, washing away all your worries. Each connection of your lips made it feel like a new world was created: one that contained only you and her. She continued to kiss you delicately, her lips eventually reaching the side of your neck as she helped you remove your shirt. You ran your fingers across the extremely soft fabric of her bra.

Your eyes kept moving back and forth from her face to her chest. Not wanting to break the connection, Eunbi smiles as she sees this. Her lips eventually made their way to your chest, planting kisses all over.

“Take this off me” she said, pointing to her sports bra.

You sucked on Eunbi’s lips, savoring the taste of her peppermint lipstick. You repeated her actions, making a trail through her neck and onto her collarbone before reaching the ultimate prize: her delicious looking cleavage. You felt the soft warmness on your face as you gently sucked on her skin.

Your hands move onto her hips and then her back, her body shuddering from your cold touch until they rest firmly on her butt. You admired each curve on her body like it was a work of art. You squeeze each cheek before your hands move back onto her chest. Eunbi bites her bottom lip as she looks at you fondle her breasts with her hands, causing her to moan in a seductive tone.

“You’re a naughty boy aren’t you…” she said.

Her mouth opened and her breaths got heavier as you planted more kisses on her chest and cleavage line, your hands finding their way to the back of her bra to help her remove it. She removes your hands, pulling up the bra softly until her breasts are completely exposed, plopping down thanks to her teasing you. You resumed kissing every inch of them, pinching her pretty pink nipples and squeezing the other breast that wasn’t getting attention from your mouth.

“Oh my god…” she moaned softly, as she ran her fingers through your hair.

Eunbi’s skin began to moisten up with sweat. Now it was her turn to have a rosy tint of red on her cheeks, maintaining her hold on your head as she wanted more. You reached for her hips until you found the hem of her leggings and pulled them down. All that remained was a cute purple colored lace thong that you thought shouldn’t have even been worn at all with how little coverage it provided.

Your lips returned to hers as you both sat on the nearest pilates reformer. She stuck her tongue inside your mouth as your hands ripped off the thin fabric on her lower body and tossed it on the other side of the room.

“Babe! That was expensive!” she whined. You smiled at her as your fingers ran up her smooth, creamy thighs and found their way onto her backside. She giggled and kissed you once more. You squeezed her ass firmly, as your tongues fought for dominance. Not wanting to waste any more time, Eunbi’s hands reached for your joggers. She untied the string gently as she removed it and your boxers.

Eunbi sat on your lap as you kissed your way from her lips down to her toned stomach, leaving small trails of saliva on her skin. She tied her hair into a cute bun as her crotch began to rub against yours. Her powerful thighs lock firmly on your own as you play with her breasts.

“Baby…” she moaned.

Your hands roamed across her body, beginning to memorize where every curve began and ended. It hasn’t even been two hours since you met Eunbi and yet here you two were, fully naked in an empty pilates room feeling each other’s bodies. Your hands that were on her hips pulled her down so that she was on top of you. Both of you breathing heavily as she pulled you in for another earth shattering kiss. It started off sweet and gentle, yet maintaining the deepness and passion from earlier. Soon she started to be more daring, kissing you fiercely in a frenzy of rapidly increasing body temperature and damp skin from perspiration. Her body began rubbing against yours as you tried to keep her balanced. She sucked on your neck as you felt her breasts rub against your chest.

“Take the clip off your hair” you moaned, temporarily breaking free from her lips.

She giggled softly and pecked your lips before honoring your request, seductively shaking her hair as it flowed throughout the air and fell back down onto her shoulders.

She kissed your lips slowly, allowing you to smell Eunbi’s natural scent. There was still the faintest hint of what you picked up to be strawberries and and rose petals, unsure of whether it was from her body wash, shampoo, or body lotion. Not caring which one it was from, you moaned as Eunbi moved her lips from your jaw, neck, across your chest and onto your stomach. Soon she kissed every part of your body until she reached your throbbing cock which was leaking precum thanks to her pussy rubbing against it, all the while she maintained eye contact with you.

Eunbi’s tongue makes contact with your flesh, swirling slowly around the tip before moving up and down the sides of your length.

“Does it feel good?” she asked as she stroked your cock.

“It feels so good”

She puckered her lips temporarily before parting them with your shaft, sliding up and down from tip to base. Eunbi’s mouth was warm, covering you in saliva as she took you until you hit the back of her throat.

“Good, I’m glad. You feel very good in my mouth” she said softly.

Eunbi gave you a very sensual and passionate blowjob, contrasting Jiwon who always wanted you to fuck her mouth. Her eyes never left your sight, as if to show you she was very serious about pleasuring you.

She stroked your cock with a firm grip, taking your balls into her mouth as her eyes smile in satisfaction. You closed your eyes and tilted your head back, as you felt Eunbi suck the life force out of you. Her muffled moans could be heard even though your cock was in her mouth, loud slurps letting you know she was enjoying herself.

“Do you like how I suck your cock?” she asked innocently, looking at your face for a response.

“Can you please go a bit faster?” you moaned.

“Sure, baby. I was kinda hoping you’d say that” she replied, pouting at you teasingly as she kissed your tip.

Eunbi’s mouth dived back onto your cock, being a lot more aggressive this time. Her hands stroked you a few times before they went to your balls and cupped them. She would take short breaks and gasp for air before returning her mouth onto you. Saliva dripped from her mouth whenever she paused.

Your body was unable to process the sudden rush of pleasure, goosebumps forming all over your body as Eunbi sucked you as hard as she could. You began moaning loudly under her care.

“Cum in between my tits” she said, as her grip on your balls tightened. “I know you can’t last much longer”

Eunbi’s tongue teases your cock head, swirling around quickly as she strokes your shaft at a painfully fast pace. Her saliva spread with every stroke. You closed your eyes, knowing that you were going to fill her pretty tits with your sinful fluid.

Soon enough, you felt your orgasm arrive. It traveled across your entire body from your head to your toes. Your body shakes violently as Eunbi squeezes her breasts around you as you thrust between them. You pushed your head upwards as the wet, makeshift cave of her breasts began to fill with your load. Ropes of white liquid release from your tip as they paint her milky breasts. The first few hit her chin and neck, causing Eunbi to laugh. You thrust your cock between her tits several more times as your orgasm winds down.

Eunbi smiles at you sweetly with her eyes as she takes your cock in her mouth and swallows, giving you a good view to see your load travel down her throat. Her breasts jiggled as she got up and hugged you, placing her arms on your biceps and lightly squeezing them. She stared at you with faux innocent eyes, contrasting the lewd action she just committed.

“How could someone who looks so sweet be so naughty?” you said to her softly.

“I can use my mouth for more than just talking” she said, smiling at you as she asks for a kiss.

Parting after a few minutes, you push your forehead against hers as you both try to catch your breath. Smiling, you tuck away several loose strands of hair.

“Thank you for making me feel good, mommy” you said.

“Mommy?” She said, looking at you with a twinkle in her eyes.

“It’s not what it sounds like, I mea-”

“Hmm… I like it” she said, smiling. “From now on, you’ll address me as mommy”

“O-okay, mommy” you quietly said.

Both of you cleaned up the room and each other before leaving. You were disappointed you didn’t get to have sex with Eunbi, she shared the same sentiments as she soon asked you where your apartment was.

“W-why do you ask?” you nervously said.

“You said your apartment is close by, right? We both need to take a shower. Plus… you still need to fuck mommy” she mischievously smiled at you as she walked away, her ass swaying with each step.

The walk back to your apartment was rather quiet. You were still a bit nervous, having sex in public places two days in a row. Eunbi didn’t seem to care at all, clinging to your arm the whole time as she happily talked about how good she made you feel. Both of you entered your apartment, taking off your shoes while she admired how spacious it was.

“This place is really nice!” she said, running into the living room.

“My girlfriend is a model and I have a pretty good paying job so it has its perks” you said, rubbing the back of your neck shyly.

“She’s a lucky girl then…” Eunbi replied as she hugged you. “Are you gonna give mommy a tour?”

“I need to shower” you said, poking the tip of her nose softly.

“Please… baby” she whimpered, her big eyes getting watery as she gave you the cutest pout ever.

“Okay… fine, I guess”

You removed your socks and shirt as Eunbi’s mouth watered at the sight of your half naked body.

“So as you can see, this is the kitchen and living room area” you began, extending both arms to show her the opposite sides of the room.

“I wanna get fucked in both!” Eunbi confidently said.

The wooden floors of the apartment were satisfying to walk on. You smiled as you passed the grey colored couches and large flatscreen television of the living room as you shuffled along, Eunbi was refusing to let you go from her embrace.

You then lead Eunbi to you and Jiwon’s large master bedroom. Having a bathroom connected to the bedroom was one of the main selling points that led you to signing a contract for the lease. Extremely tidy in appearance, you were glad Jiwon didn’t leave clothes lying around everywhere like usual.

“Oh, your bed” Eunbi said as she jumped onto it. “I definitely want to have sex here!”

“I still haven’t shown you the guest bedroom” you said quietly.

“Are you gonna fuck me in it?” Eunbi said, looking at you with a pretend confused look on her face.

“I-I guess?” you said. “That’s a lot of sex”

“There’s no such thing as too much sex, baby” she said as she lead you back to the master bathroom and proceeded to take off her clothes.

You looked at her stunned as she was fully naked in front of you once again.

“Why are you just standing there, baby? Take off your clothes so you can fuck me in the shower” she said, smiling sweetly as she took off your shirt.

“Why don’t we take a bath instead?” you replied as your hands fondled her breasts. Eunbi giggles as she bites her lower lip and pulls you in for a kiss.

You both walked into the bathroom, filling up the tub with hot water. Eunbi looks at you and smiles, running her fingers in the water. She wraps her arms around your neck as she sits on the edge of the tub and pulls you close to her.

“We should get in, mommy” you said as you kissed her. “I feel gross and my body is sore”

“You haven’t even begun to feel sore yet, baby. Mommy is gonna make you feel even more sore when I’m done with you”

You sat closely together in the comfortable tub, the water jets releasing hot water that soothe your aching muscles. The temperature was perfect, and so was the beautiful woman you were sharing this moment with. Eunbi found a bath bomb in one of the cabinets and threw it in beforehand, laughing as you both watched the bubbles fill up the tub.

Eunbi leaned her head back onto you as she was sitting with her back facing you. You fondled her breasts under the water, squeezing her nipples as she moaned softly. She reached under and found your hardening cock, stroking it slowly. You momentarily released her breasts from your touch as you massaged her shoulders.

“Oh my god…” she moaned.

“You’re so tense, mommy” you said as you kissed her neck.

“My job is stressful. I’m on the older side in my department and have been passed up for promotions. The company prefers younger girls” she said in a sad tone.

“Why is that?”

“I don’t know. I’ve been working there longer than most of them. I deserve to be happy”

“You really do” you said to Eunbi as you continued leaving a trail of kisses as your hands returned to her soft mounds.

Eunbi stops stroking your cock and faces you. She wraps her arms around your neck and looks at you lovingly.

“Are you gonna make me happy, baby?”

“Anything you need, mommy” you replied.

She smiles, hearing your words. You shared a passionate kiss, both of you feeling rejuvenated from the relaxing bath and being able to quickly be comfortable with one another. It was another one of those moments where you felt you and Eunbi existed in a bubble all your own.

“Your lips taste good, baby” she said.

“Yours do too”

“Does your girlfriend enjoy intimate moments like these?” she said, pouting.

“At times, she does. But sometimes it feels like she just wants to have sex just to fuck” you replied.

“I can’t say I blame her” Eunbi quietly said, stroking your cock. “This certainly feels good. Have you tried talking to her about it?”

“I haven’t brought it up yet”

“Communication is important in a relationship. You should tell her how you feel, baby”

You and Eunbi continued to sit in the bathtub, caressing each other's bodies and saying sweet things.

“I think it’s time we dried ourselves off” she said, half an hour later.

As she attempts to get out, you hold onto her wrist gently and surprise Eunbi by pulling her back into the bathtub. You reached down and found her soft lips, rubbing it.

“Oooh” she said, closing her eyes. “That feels so good”

You smiled as you stuck a finger inside.

“We should get out though, baby. So your finger can be replaced by your dick”

You gently massaged her breasts with your free hand, grabbing a small amount of bubbles and rubbing them on her. She giggles as she takes some and blows it on your face.

“Babe! I said we should get out” she laughs, stroking your cock once more.

Touching each other a few more times, you both find the willpower to stop and get out of the tub. Eunbi hugs you lovingly as she wraps around the lower part of your body. You do the same, squeezing her breasts and butt as you wrap a towel around her small body. The towel accentuates it, showing off her delicious looking cleavage. You grab a smaller towel and begin drying off her hair. Eunbi smiles as you give her a kiss.

“I should send this to oppa” Jiwon smiles to herself as she takes a photo of herself in front of a mirror.

“Uniform Johyun!” she typed into the message. “I’m wearing this outfit tonight”

The next few hours consisted of you fulfilling Eunbi’s wishes. The kitchen, living room, both bathrooms - all places you and Eunbi had sex in, which meant you didn’t hear your phone vibrate alerting you of Jiwon’s text. It started off strong, she wanted to be roughly fucked on every surface. As the hours went on and both of your stamina depleted, Eunbi wanted you to go slowly. Even when you wanted to pound her. Now, it all culminated into the both of you being in the guest bedroom.

You find yourself on your back as Eunbi’s body hovered over yours, sitting on your lap as her thighs hugged the sides of your hips. She held onto your chest as her body rocked back and forth. You both took a quick shower in the second bathroom, well as quick as one could have while they were having sex. You inhaled the scent of the peach body wash and green apple shampoo she used as the aromas relaxed your tense body.

“You’re such a naughty boy, baby…” she began. “Still so hard even after all the times mommy made you cum”

“Mommy’s body deserves to be worshipped” you replied as her bright, big eyes stared into yours. She smiles, as her hand rubs your cheek softly as she leans down.

“Then worship mommy’s body all you want, baby” she said as her long, black hair flows over her shoulders and she captures your lips once more.

You break the kiss and sit against the headboard, watching her every expression as the both of you sat in front of one another.

“We just met and yet I feel so loved by you” Eunbi said, stroking your cheek.

“I do too” you replied, giving her a kiss.

“Your girlfriend won’t like hearing that”

She held onto you as she kissed you, hard. You ran your hands across her back, pulling her closer to you. Your bodies refused to be apart. You opened your eyes and saw her smiling through your connected lips.

“Babe…” she whispered into your ear.

“Hmm?”

“You’re turning me on so much right now…”

You gently squeezed her butt, causing Eunbi to moan.

“Baby… look how wet you made me” she said, her hand moving down and parting her lips. You kissed her, massaging her ass as she stuck a few fingers inside her.

“See how wet I am?” she moaned, showing you her fingers that were now covered in her juices.

You don’t reply and bring them to your mouth, causing Eunbi to moan. You opened your eyes and saw her showing you an extremely cute pout that was anything but innocent.

“Does mommy want to know what she tastes like?” you said as you moved your face forward, burying your tongue inside her mouth.

Your kisses filled your body with an unexplainable feeling of love. You wanted to show her you loved every part of her body. She smiled at you as her hands ran themselves naughtily on your upper body. Yours rested on her chest, cupping her warm and soft breasts. You gave them a light squeeze, making Eunbi moan as you bring your mouth onto her nipple.

Eunbi grinded herself on your hard cock as you continued to fondle her tits, sucking on her nipples as her moans were gracing your ears.

“This is bad… I’m falling in love with you” Eunbi said quietly, her eyes carrying all of the emotions she has been holding in.

She doesn’t give you a chance to say anything as she pulls your head onto her chest. You closed your eyes, savoring Eunbi’s scent as your body relaxed. Her large breasts surrounded themselves on your nose and mouth, gently brushing your face as you feel how milky smooth her skin is.

“I love your body so much” you said, as you planted kisses all over her tits.

You pulled Eunbi forward and turned her over so that she softly fell on the bed. Her breasts jiggled and her hair flowed in every direction. You looked at each other lovingly as you began to kiss every surface of her body.

“You’re so beautiful, mommy” you said as you gently kissed the area between her breasts. Eunbi moaned as she tightened her hold on you. You twirled your tongue around her nipples.

“That feels so good…” she moaned.

“Your tits are amazing, mommy” you said as you sucked on them. “They’re so soft… and warm”

Eunbi had a firm grip on your throbbing erection, slowly stroking you up and down as she squeezed your precum out. The colorless liquid stuck onto her fingers as she spread it all over.

“Baby, you’re so hard” she said as you kneeled on the bed and she flipped herself over so that she was laying down on her stomach.

Eunbi kissed the tip of your cock, making you moan loudly as she smiled and ran her tongue across your length. Her nose nuzzled against your base as she took your balls in her mouth.

“That feels so good…”

She doesn’t bother replying and dives straight onto your cock. Eunbi sucks you with such force, as you clutch the bedsheets for support. Her tongue swirled against your tip as she stroked your length with her left hand. You closed your eyes as her wet cavern begins to fill up with you.

“I love your cock so much” she said in a quiet whisper. “No wonder your girlfriend wants this every day”

“Fuck… your mouth is so good”

She watched your facial expressions, smiling happily as she knew she was pleasuring you. Eunbi’s saliva dripped from her mouth and your cock, staining the bedsheets. She spat on it a few times in order to make sure it would be fully covered.

“Do you like when I suck your cock?” Eunbi said as she began to pant.

“I love it” you said as you and Eunbi were both sweating. The faint layer of perspiration glowed on Eunbi, accentuating her beauty even more.

“Me too” she said quietly.

Eunbi moans vibrated as she stuffed her mouth full of your cock. She cupped your balls which have been putting in overtime these past 24 hours. You don’t know how long she sucked you for, but your body was paralyzed from the pleasure as you stood there frozen.

“I-If you k-keep doing that, I’m gonna-”

“No” she said softly as her puckered lips ran across your length. “Please don’t cum yet, baby”

“You have to fuck me. Can you do that for mommy? Please fuck me” she said as she held onto both sides of your face, looking you straight in the eyes as her pussy lips grinded against your cock.

“Fuck mommy. Put this hard dick inside me and fuck me as hard as you can…”

You grabbed Eunbi’s toned arms and pushed her face first onto the bed. Her long, beautiful hair was damp once more as she moved it all to one side. She stared at Jiwon’s vanity mirror, looking at your eyes with anticipation as she was fully exposed before you.

You slapped her soft butt cheeks a few times with your cock, teasing her before sliding yourself inside. She moaned at your initial penetration, her arms flat on the bed as her warm cavern constricted you.

“Fuck…” she moaned into the bedsheets.

“You’re so tight, mommy” you said as you slowly thrusted in and out of her hole.

Her warm walls squeezed your cock painfully, arousing you even more. You thrusted into her slowly, yet deeply. Her asscheeks rippled from the force each time it collided with your torso.

“Your pussy feels so good, mommy…” you said as you saw Eunbi closing her eyes through the mirror.

Eunbi was moaning as you held onto her arms while you fucked her. You picked up the pace, causing her to scream loudly. She tilted her head back as you continued thrusting.

“Yes! Fuck yes! Harder!” she yelled repeatedly.

You let go of her arms, causing her face to fall and be buried onto the bed. Your hands held onto her hips for support as you slapped her ass. She moaned loudly each time her ass hit your pelvis. The sounds your bodies made harmonized with her screams, filling the empty room with your love noises.

“You’re fucking me so hard, baby” she cried. “We should have done this after the class earlier”

“Shut up” you said, smacking her ass loudly.

“Holy shit-”

As your cock slid in and out of her pussy, you fucked her roughly. Eunbi was sweating profusely as you held onto her arms once more.

“Baby…” she cried.

You stopped thrusting, pausing to catch your breath. Sweat dripped down both of your bodies as you both panted for air. Once you both recovered, she gave you a kiss before she grabbed your dick and moved her head forward.

Eunbi moaned the moment she started sucking your cock. Her tongue swirled around your length as you were getting close to cumming. You felt your orgasm building up, ready to explode soon.

“I’m close” you weakly said.

“N-no, baby. You have to cum inside me” she said, turning her body over so she was facing you below.

You parted her legs and inserted yourself back into her. Both of you moaned as your cock disappeared inside her.

“Fuck…” she moaned loudly.

You moved slowly, her walls still extremely tight around your shaft as you thrusted. Eunbi screamed, her breasts jiggling as her body moved up and down. Her hair was extremely messy and her skin glowed from sex.

“Baby… harder…” she said as her voice cracked. “Baby…”

You fucked her harder as her mouth was wide open in pleasure. Her screams became louder and louder as her legs that were wrapped around you slowly fell back onto the bed. You slammed your cock in her needy pussy, Eunbi struggling to breathe as her eyes looked into your soul.

“Baby… cum inside me…”

“I’m cumming, mommy…” you moaned as your eyes struggled to stay open.

“I love you” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I love you so, so much… cum inside me. Fill me, please”

You gritted your teeth as you fucked Eunbi as hard as you could. Your orgasm was finally free. You thrusted deep inside her, moaning loudly as her walls wrapped tightly around your cock, pulsating as your semen released inside her. Eunbi cummed almost at the same time, her body shaking from the most intense one of the evening.

“I love you so much, baby” she weakly said as she held onto your face. “That was incredible”

You kissed each other on the lips, looking at each other lovingly as you stroked each other’s hair. You both passed out for several hours, waking up to find the sunlight from earlier was now replaced with darkness. Eunbi woke up shortly after, helping you replace the bedsheets before you two take another shower. Both of you were too exhausted to go another round, so you helped clean one another before she changed into a spare set of clothes from her bag.

“Oppa, I’m home!”

A beeping noise rang through the apartment as you heard the sounds of the door being locked. You and Eunbi were on the couch, laughing at a random show she landed on. Jiwon runs inside smiling before she sees you two.

“Oh… I didn’t know we had company”

“Baby… uhh”

“Hi, I’m Kwon Eunbi” she said.

“Shin Jiwon” your girlfriend replied.

Jiwon looked absolutely beautiful. She wore a loose fitting button up shirt that was accompanied by a striped long tie. Her shirt was tucked into a gray skirt that showed off her thick thighs and long legs.

“You look beautiful, baby” you said as Eunbi looked at you with an uneasy expression upon hearing you say that.

“I do, don’t I?” she said as you placed your hands on her butt and kissed her.

“Babe, stop. Not in front of our guest” Jiwon said, hitting your shoulder softly when your kiss became more aggressive.

You saw a slight hint of jealousy in Eunbi’s eyes. She composed herself and smiled at Jiwon.

“I’m terribly sorry I showed up unannounced. I just moved to the neighborhood recently and your wonderful boyfriend is my first friend” Eunbi said.

You looked at Eunbi’s outfit and it had similar characteristics to Jiwon’s. Eunbi wore black thigh highs, ending just below her knees. Her thighs weren’t as thick as Jiwon’s but still visually pleasing even though her blue skirt with red trim was much longer. Her button up featured a big red bow. Both women’s breasts were defined through the shirts.

“That’s a cute outfit!” Jiwon said as she sat next to Eunbi. You were a bit confused, seeing your girlfriend and the woman you just spent most of the day having sex with talk to each other.

Eunbi smiled at you before turning to Jiwon. “Your boyfriend never told me how nice of a body you have…” she said as she rubbed Jiwon’s thigh.

“You’re not so bad yourself, Eunbi…” she replied as her hand cupped Eunbi’s breast, causing her to moan as Jiwon groped her.

“Babe” Jiwon said as Eunbi returned the favor. “Did you fuck your little friend here?”

“W-what?” you said, your face turning red.

“Both of you have a hickey in the same spot”

You and Eunbi looked at each other, seeing Jiwon was right. You were sure both of you were careful not to leave any marks. You were scared at how Jiwon was going to react since her face was unable to be read.

“I-I can explain…”

“Please do” Jiwon said, crossing her arms.

“H-her body reminded me of yours. S-she seduced me” you said.

“You’re a terrible liar, babe” Jiwon replied.

Jiwon turned to Eunbi. “So tell me. Where did my boyfriend cum?”

Eunbi looked calmly at her and replied. “On my tits in the pilates studio and various places throughout the day. Mostly in my mouth and pussy”

“Is this true?” Jiwon asked you.

“It-it’s true”

“So you fucked this slut…” Jiwon said as she began to unbutton Eunbi’s shirt. “And you didn’t call me”

“What?” you asked, confused.

“You know it’s one of my fantasies to have a threesome! Especially with someone with as hot of a body as yours” Jiwon said softly as her hand ran up Eunbi’s thigh and was pleasantly surprised to know she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Are you sure you aren’t jealous that your boyfriend fucked me for 10 hours straight?” Eunbi seductively said as she rubbed Jiwon’s cheek.

“I’m not jealous” Jiwon said, pushing away Eunbi’s hand. “Since you spent all day preparing him, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind joining us”

“I’m sorry, what?” you said, coughing. You couldn’t believe your ears.

“I’d love to” Eunbi said as she removed the loose knot of Jiwon’s tie and quickly unbuttoned her shirt.

“What is going on?” you thought to yourself.

“We should establish some rules” Jiwon said as she squeezed Eunbi’s breast with her free hand.

“W-what do you have in mind? Ahhh” Eunbi moaned as Jiwon’s finger was inserted inside her.

“You aren’t allowed to swallow my boyfriend’s cum-”

“That’s boring” Eunbi immediately said. “Plus, I’ve already swallowed a lot of his loads”

“F-fine. You’re only allowed one chance to swallow. If you do it twice, I kick you out”

“Fine” Eunbi said, smiling sweetly. “I already feel full from it anyways”

She stared at you, studying your expressions as you weren’t sure how to feel.

“What’s your rule?” Jiwon asked as she helped Eunbi out of her skirt, exposing her.

“You’re not allowed to interfere if your boyfriend cums inside me. His cock chose me to finish into” Eunbi said.

“So arrogant” Now it was Jiwon’s turn to smile. “What makes you think you can make him cum while I’m here?”

You looked at both women sitting next to each other on the couch, Jiwon without her shirt and Eunbi without her skirt. Two beautiful, half naked women touching each other while establishing rules for an impending threesome. This was something most men would dream of, yet here you were nervous as hell.

“What makes you think he’ll be able to resist my body after he’s tasted it all day? Even you can’t resist seeing as how your finger is in my pussy”

“You’re so bold” Jiwon said as she inserted another finger. “I’m gonna enjoy ruining you”

“Why are your clothes still on?” Eunbi asked her.

“I could be asking you the same thing” Jiwon replied as the three of you entered the master bedroom. “So we’re ready to do this?”

Eunbi and Jiwon softly brushed their lips against one another the moment they sat on the bed. You could feel your cock hardening at the sight.

“I’ve been ready” Eunbi said softly.

“You say you’re ready and yet your shirt is still on” Jiwon said in a seductive tone.

“Your skirt is also on” Eunbi said, tilting her head with a faux confused look.

“Take it off, now”

“Can your boyfriend be the one to do it?” Eunbi asked quietly.

Jiwon huffed, smiling as she turned her head away. “You really are a slut, aren’t you?”

“Your boyfriend’s a good lover, what can I say”

“He really is, isn’t he?” Jiwon said as she held onto your hand. “Go ahead babe, take off that poor excuse of a shirt”

Your heart started beating quickly. Eunbi gave you a reassuring smile, holding your hands tenderly as you began to unbutton her shirt.

“Don’t be shy, baby” Eunbi said. “Why don’t we undress each other?”

You stood there frozen as she removed your shirt and pulled it off you. The cool air coming from the air conditioner caused you to shiver slightly. She then removed your pajama joggers and boxers, licking her lips as they dropped to the floor. Jiwon’s eyes burned with anger, but made no intentions of interrupting.

“Your turn to undress mommy” she said lovingly. You nodded, touching her extremely soft skin as her shirt was removed. Eunbi stood before the both of you in a matching black bra and thong. Not a single blemish on her smooth skin, Jiwon licked her lips upon seeing Eunbi exposed.

“He calls you mommy?” Jiwon asked. “Well, I can certainly see why”

Eunbi ignored her and continued to look at you with an affectionate stare. “Take these off too, baby”

You held onto the strap of her bra, kissing her shoulders and collarbone as your other hand reached behind her and found the hook. Undoing it slowly, the restrictive fabric fell to the ground.

“Wow” you and Jiwon moaned as Eunbi’s bare large breasts were exposed to you both.

“I knew they were big since your shirt outlined them, but who knew you were hiding something so beautiful?” Jiwon said.

“Most guys only talk to me because of my tits” she said quietly.

“I can see why” Jiwon said with a smirk as she moved closer to Eunbi, squeezing one of her breasts. “I mean, look at you. Such big eyes and a cute face, with this kind of body? So slim yet your tits are massive… not to mention your wide hips and hourglass waist… nice thighs with a cute butt too”

“I could say the same about you” Eunbi replied quietly as she took off Jiwon’s skirt and undergarments. “I would kill to have an ass and thighs like these”

Both of them softly moaned as they fondled each other’s breasts. Jiwon ran her hands up and down Eunbi’s back, tracing her fingers on her flat, toned stomach. Eunbi’s hands soon felt up Jiwon’s thighs and wide hips, reaching back towards her butt and squeezing it, causing it to jiggle from her touch.

Jiwon moaned as the two began kissing each other. “Stop, that tickles. My boyfriend’s watching…”

“Don’t focus on him, baby. Focus on mommy” Eunbi said as she squeezed Jiwon’s ass once more, a bit harder this time. “You’re getting turned on watching this, right baby? I see your dick getting hard”

Jiwon began breathing heavily as Eunbi suddenly grabbed her face, kissing her wildly as she inserted her tongue inside. Both women continued making out in front of you, as you watched their hands move across every single surface of each other’s bodies. Their voices began to increase in volume as Eunbi grabbed Jiwon’s arms, turning her around. She used her left hand to fondle one of Jiwon’s breasts and the other to roughly part her legs.

“You’re such a slut” Jiwon said, moaning loudly. “Doing such dirty things in front of my boyfriend”

“Our boyfriend” Eunbi corrected her, turning to you and smiling sweetly. “Right, baby? Should I show this whore how much I can make her feel good?”

“Ahh- you’re turned on by this aren’t you, baby?” Jiwon asked as she brought you onto the bed.

“I-I am” you replied as Jiwon grabbed your cock. Eunbi split Jiwon’s legs widely and buried her face into her crotch.

“Holy shit… that feels so good, mommy…”

“Kiss me, oppa” Jiwon moaned as she pulled you in, you could smell the distinct aroma between both women: Jiwon preferred fruit scented aromas while Eunbi liked flowers and more natural scents.

“Don’t kiss him!” Eunbi yelled as she slapped Jiwon’s ass and pulled her back by her hair. “You should be kissing mommy and not him!”

“You did say he’s our boyfriend, right? Which means I can kiss him!”

“I didn’t expect you to be on board with sharing him” Eunbi replied.

“With a body like yours, I’d even share my last name with you” Jiwon said.

“So if I told you I love him, you’d be okay with that?”

“I’d be okay with you having his child if it means the three of us get to be with each other like this”

“Don’t say anything you won’t regret, my dear Jiwon…” Eunbi smirked, holding onto Jiwon’s toned arms and gently rubbing her pussy. “Baby, look at how wet she is”

“You’re wet for me and not your boyfriend, right Jiwon?”

“No… that’s n-not true”

“And why not? Don’t be shy. Admit you’re a little slut for mommy…”

“I’m not…” Jiwon whimpered.

“Your lips say that and yet your body drips… for me, slut”

“I’m only a slut for my boyfriend and his dick!”

Eunbi smirked and pushed Jiwon back onto you. “Baby, take care of this lying slut”

Jiwon embraced you and immediately began kissing you desperately, as if to prove Eunbi wrong. You held her in your arms, running your hands all over her body as her tongue fought for control.

“Don’t believe her, oppa. You know I love you right? I love you so much” Jiwon said weakly, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

“Oh spare me the waterworks, you bitch” Eunbi said as she yanked Jiwon from your body and kissed her roughly.

“Baby, please… I only love you” Jiwon was crying now, unable to resist Eunbi’s soft lips.

“Awh, look at this jealous slut baby…” Eunbi said as she pulled Jiwon back by her hair. “Continuing to lie to you, me and herself that I turn her on more”

Eunbi climbed on top of you and began to kiss you. Her breath tastes sweet, the slightest hint of strawberry from her lip gloss as you felt the differences between her and Jiwon. Eunbi’s lips were fuller and extremely soft, Jiwon on the other hand had thinner lips that were firm and easier to bite. You were turned on by both women.

Jiwon snuck around you both as Eunbi was kissing you while sitting on her stomach.

“Baby, look how hard you are for mommy…” she said as she began stroking you.

You moaned into Eunbi’s mouth as her tongue assumed control. “Touch her baby, touch mommy”

“I-I don’t know. This feels weird”

“Baby, there’s no need to be shy. In fact, it kinda turns me on seeing you with another woman” Jiwon said as she and Eunbi made out once more, grabbing her breasts while Eunbi grabbed her ass. Both of them squeezed and fondled each other, not wanting to disconnect their bodies.

Eunbi broke the connection first, catching her breath as she smirked at you and gave you the naughtiest look of the night. “Come here, baby. Show this whore how mommy likes being touched…”

“Look at these breasts, oppa” Jiwon said as her hand cupped the soft mounds of flesh and fondled them gently. “I hate to admit it, but they’re bigger than mine. See how pretty they are? But I bet you know that since you’ve played with these all day” she teased as she placed your hand on Eunbi’s chest.

They were dangerously soft, even softer after the repeated showers and applications of lotion you both did throughout the day. Jiwon wasn’t a pushover when it came to size but Eunbi was large, which contrasted her very slim body. You pinched her soft nipples, watching them grow erect in your fingertips.

Eunbi moaned from you worshipping her breasts and Jiwon’s lips on her mouth. Their scents mixed together and caused you to be unable to think properly. You felt your cock harden in Eunbi’s hand.

“Baby, you’re so lucky…” Eunbi said as she bit Jiwon’s lower lip. “You get to play with these tits, ass and hips every single night”

“Ahh” Jiwon moaned. “You’re just saying that, whore. You know you have the size advantage”

“Shut up. You know your ass was made for spanking and your large thighs and wide hips are what people would call made for child bearing”

Eunbi stroked you a few more times until they both sat next to you, smiling.

“Baby” Eunbi began, softly kissing you. “Do you like me more… or this whore?”

You looked at Jiwon, who was beginning to leak onto the bed sheets.

“Go ahead, baby. I won’t get mad”

You moaned softly as Eunbi stroked your cock while Jiwon rubbed her breasts against your chest.

“Answer me, baby” Eunbi said. “Who do you like more?”

“I like my girlfriend more” you said quietly.

“That’s fair” Eunbi said as she increased the pace at which she was stroking you.

“Hmm” Jiwon said, putting a finger on her temple, tilting it while pouting cutely. “Who has nicer tits?”

Both women moved closer to you, squeezing their breasts together.

“Fuck, how am I supposed to choose?” you thought to yourself.

“Maybe we should smother him to help his decision” Eunbi said.

Both women pushed their large chests onto your face, drowning you in a sea of wonderful soft flesh and tasty pink nipples.

“Take your time, baby… we can’t have you making a wrong decision” Jiwon said, giggling.

Your lips wrapped around Eunbi’s nipple, sucking on them before doing the same to Jiwon. Both women moaned in pleasure as you alternated between the four breasts.

“You seem to be enjoying this a little too much, baby” Eunbi said. “Whose tits do you think are nicer?”

“Yours” you moaned. “I’m sorry, baby. You know I love yours but mommy’s are just too wonderful”

Eunbi triumphantly grinned at Jiwon, causing her to roll her eyes and pout.

“Pft, whatever. Just cause yours are like melons” Jiwon groaned.

Eunbi smacked Jiwon’s ass as both of them turned over and laid on their stomachs.

“Now who would you want to pound from behind more?” she asked.

You licked your lips, trying your best not to drool at the sight before you. Both women were extremely curvy, even more so from a behind view. You ran your hands across each of them, squeezing their asses lightly. You parted Jiwon’s thighs first, slowly kissing her lower back and perfect butt - rubbing your face against it. Your face has been buried between her legs more times than you can count. She still smelled wonderful.

You felt something brush against your thighs and look to your side. Eunbi was teasing you, wiggling her ass. Your mouth moved towards her body, admiring her equally delicious looking thighs and cute butt. They were both beautiful, even more so naked, but they made you feel differently.

“I like Jiwon’s butt and thighs more but your pussy is tighter, mommy” you said.

“See, whore? He likes my pussy better. That fat ass and wide hips don’t mean shit if you aren’t tight”

“Whatever you slut. I know you won’t be able to beat me in this last category” Jiwon said as both of their faces inched closer and closer to your hard cock.

“Oh, I know I’m gonna win this one” Eunbi said as her hands wrapped around your shaft and she squeezed you, causing more precum to leak out.

“Holy fuck…” you moaned as Eunbi took you inside her mouth.

“Yummy… does that feel good, baby?”

“Yes, mommy” you said. “It feels so good…”

She smiled at you sweetly as her tongue roughly flicked against your tip and the sides of your shaft.

“Get off whore, it’s my turn to suck his dick” Jiwon said, pushing off Eunbi several minutes later.

Eunbi pulled on Jiwon’s hair slightly, but still let her continue. “I didn’t even suck him for that long, bitch!”

Jiwon’s hollowed out cheeks took your cock easily, bobbing her head up and down as her warm walls and soft tongue massaged every part of you. Her suction like hold on you was released after a few minutes, regretfully. You wanted more. Her tongue swirled around your head while she stroked you, maintaining eye contact.

“I know it wasn’t long… but whose mouth do you prefer?” she asked quietly.

“I-I like both” you said, moaning from the pleasure caused by both women.

“How can you not know?” Jiwon said as her free hand squeezed your balls painfully hard. “It’s either her, or me. Simple enough!”

“Calm down, whore. Maybe we should just give him a longer demonstration” Eunbi said, pushing Jiwon out of the way as she spat on your cock. She spread it by taking you in her mouth while bobbing up and down. Jiwon on the other hand, replaced her hand with her mouth as she sucked on your tender sack.

“Just tell us who gives you better head, baby” Jiwon said, releasing one of your balls while licking the other.

You closed your eyes, the waves of euphoria flowing from your head to your toes. You wanted more. You wanted a second cock so you could feel both women’s mouths on it at the same time.

“You know you’re not so bad at giving head, Jiwon” Eunbi said as she leaned down and gave her a sloppy kiss, both of their saliva mixing together. Both took turns massaging your cock and balls with their hands until they began to ran out of breath.

“So who do you think is better?”

“I want more-” you desperately pleaded.

“You’re so needy, baby” Eunbi said, giggling. “But I guess we didn’t really suck his cock that much”

“How should we solve this?” Jiwon asked.

“We do it in intervals. I suck his cock for a certain amount of time. And then you” Eunbi said, crossing her arms.

“Wait, why do you get to give my boyfriend a blowjob first?”

“Because I came up with it, bitch” Eunbi replied, slapping Jiwon’s breast while licking her lips. “Besides, you didn’t let me finish. Afterwards, we both suck him. Together”

Both women looked at each other and smiled, their eyes twinkling with delight as they silently challenged one another. They gave each other one long, passionate kiss before Eunbi got to work.

You moaned as you entered her mouth once more.

“She looks so pretty sucking your cock, oppa” Jiwon said as she squeezed Eunbi’s ass and held onto her hair.

You watched intently as you felt Eunbi’s tongue made waves on the underside of your shaft. Her saliva began to leak out of her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down. Jiwon caught the liquid with her hand, spreading it on your balls.

“How does that feel?” they both asked you.

“Holy-” you weren’t able to finish your statement as her head moved up and down. Eunbi smiled through her eyes as her warm and wet mouth drenched your cock in saliva.

“You’re such a dirty, sloppy slut” Jiwon said as she pushed Eunbi’s head deeper. Eunbi tapped on your thighs several minutes later, coughing. Jiwon didn’t give her time to rest though as she pulled her in for a kiss, both of their lips smacking loudly.

“Your boyfriend likes that” Eunbi said as she spat on your cock. “I bet he doesn’t moan for you like that”

“Ugh, just hurry up already! I want to suck his cock!” Jiwon whined as she lowered her face onto you, parting her lips with your tip and sucked on it. It made a suctioning sound shortly after.

“Don’t cut into my time, bitch!” Eunbi said as she pushed Jiwon away.

Jiwon rolled her eyes and scoffed. “Fine then. If you want to fill your dirty mouth with my boyfriend’s cock so badly… Here”

She pushed Eunbi’s head down forcefully. Eunbi’s eyes widened as Jiwon forced her to deepthroat. Her body tensed up and she began moaning loudly as Jiwon showed no intentions of releasing her grip.

“Look at the dirty bitch choke on cock” Jiwon said smugly.

She released her grip on Eunbi’s head after several minutes. Eunbi quickly moved her head up and started coughing. Her mouth was a mess, large amounts of spit drooling out as a thin layer was still connected to your cock. The others from her mouth fell onto your shaft and dripped down to your balls.

“Had enough?” Jiwon asked.

“You wish” Enubi said as her mouth returned onto you.

“You really are a dirty slut” Jiwon replied, smacking Eunbi’s ass loudly. You saw that Jiwon was beginning to get annoyed. She grabbed a handful of Eunbi’s hair and pushed her down once more.

“You better not choke” she commanded.

You held onto Eunbi’s head as she continued to furiously suck your cock. Jiwon smiled as she enjoyed watching you use Eunbi.

“Come here, babe” Jiwon said as she stuck her tongue down your mouth. You pulled her closer to you, as you continued to share a passionate kiss. Between kissing Jiwon and Eunbi’s blowjob, you were nearing your limit.

“Don’t cum for her” Jiwon said, biting your bottom lip.

“But… her mouth is so good…”

“You only cum for me!” Jiwon screamed.

You ignored her pleas and bobbed Eunbi’s head up and down until you felt yourself cumming. One final push of her head down your shaft was all it took as you released wave upon wave of hot semen down her slutty throat. Eunbi gulped it immediately until she felt you had nothing left to give. Jiwon pulled Eunbi off of you as you both moaned. Enubi was a drooling, satisfied mess as spit continued to fall out of her mouth.

“You bitch… swallowing my boyfriend’s cum. I didn’t even get to suck his dick!”

Eunbi laughed in satisfaction. “Holy shit his dick is good. Listen you whore: if my old roommate couldn’t stop me from swallowing her boyfriend’s cum, what makes you think you could?”

You laid down on the bed, catching your breath as both of the women continued to argue. Eunbi grabbed Jiwon’s hair and yanked it roughly as she laid kisses all over her chest and neck. Jiwon grabbed Eunbi’s tits and squeezed as hard as she could. You were aroused at the sight, your cock beginning to re-harden.

“Mommy, stop!” Jiwon screamed. “I want to suck his cock!”

“You dirty, dirty whore. You can’t live without his cock can you?” Eunbi said as she slapped Jiwon’s ass. “Fine, go ahead. But I guarantee you he won’t cum for you”

“We’ll see about that” Jiwon said as she stroked your cock, Eunbi’s saliva shining from the bedroom light. “Your disease filled spit is still on his cock”

“I thought you knew your boyfriend liked things sloppy” Eunbi said. “Isn’t that right, baby?”

“Don’t give me pointers on how to suck my boyfriend’s cock” Jiwon said as she kissed your tip.

Jiwon smiled at you as you both made eye contact. She gently massaged your balls as you began to breathe deeply. Eunbi’s blowjobs throughout the day were tender, loving. She wasn’t able to show that off in front of Jiwon since your girlfriend kept pushing her head down. Jiwon normally wanted you to facefuck her, but this time it was her being the softer one. Probably due to the fact there was another person to share the experience with.

She ran her lips up and down your cock, her tongue poking itself out of her mouth to tease your head. Her bright, shiny eyes smiled at you as she continued to give you pleasure.

“How does that feel?” she asked softly, squeezing the newly forming precum out of your tip.

“It feels wonderful”

“She’s not better than mommy, right baby?” Eunbi asked as she took Jiwon’s release from your cock to kiss her.

“I like both of your blowjobs…” you said as they kissed each other hungrily.

“Baby, we’re not going to end this in a tie” Eunbi said. “Who gives you a better blowjob? You need to make a decision”

Silence filled the room besides the random pierces of Eunbi and Jiwon kissing each other.

“He’s not saying anything… that means I just need to suck his dick more” Jiwon said as her lips reattached themselves once more.

Jiwon sucked you hard, there was a method to the way she gave you head. It was as if every single movement and action was precisely planned. Her head bobbed up and down your cock, her tongue swirling around your base. Even though Jiwon meddled, Eunbi’s blowjob was rough and intense. Jiwon’s on the other hand was tender, full of love. You moaned loudly as your hand held onto the back of her head.

“Baby, you’re being so loud” Eunbi said. “Look at your body quiver”

Jiwon releases her hold on your cock, a loud popping sound being head when she does so. “Mommy, go control our boyfriend. He’s being too loud”

“So he’s our boyfriend now?” Eunbi smirked.

“Just make him stop”

“With pleasure” Eunbi said as Jiwon returned to sucking your cock. Eunbi climbed onto you slowly, smiling the whole time.

“Shh…” she said, preventing you from speaking by placing a finger on your lips. “Just listen to that slut suck your dick, okay baby? Listen to those sounds while I put your mouth to good use”

“What do you-”

Eunbi doesn’t give you a chance to talk as she lowered her body onto your face. Her legs spread wide open as she turned around and placed her hands on your chest. She grabbed her ass and spread it apart, giving your mouth easy access to her dripping wet walls. Her thighs wrapped around your head as you began eating her out.

“Oh fuck…”

Jiwon sucked your cock even harder, seemingly jealous of you moaning over another woman.

“Babe, look at how your boyfriend eats my pussy”

“Shut up!” Jiwon whined. “He eats my pussy good too”

Eunbi moaned as your tongue splits her folds apart, causing her juice to enter your mouth. “He’s eating me so well”

“Mommy…” you managed to moan from under her.

“Ahh… see I told you he likes my pussy better”

“Mommy…”

You grabbed Eunbi’s ass and squeezed it firmly while she continued to grind on your face.

“You love mommy’s pussy, don’t you baby?”

You slapped her asscheeks hard, causing her to jump slightly. She repositioned herself and let you feel every surface of her love hole. You wanted to worship the woman who made you call her mommy, you wanted to kiss her body as much as you could.

“Jiwon, his mouth feels so good” Eunbi moaned as she rubbed herself on you.

“You slut” Jiwon said, jerking your cock.

“Baby, touch my tits” Eunbi said, guiding your hands to her soft mounds. You continued tasting her delicious folds, inhaling her unique scent. She moaned loudly above you as her body began to squirm. She grinded on your face several more times as you squeezed her tits. Soon you could feel an overwhelming pressure begin to mount inside her pussy. Eunbi pushed herself further into you as you squeezed her tits, causing her orgasm to release.

“Oh my fucking god!”

“You’re such a whore, mommy. Cumming inside oppa’s mouth like that. So unladylike” Jiwon said.

Eunbi fell onto your body, sitting on you as she took turns sucking your cock with Jiwon. You felt the sudden transitions of Jiwon’s roughness and Eunbi’s tender softness; you wanted to scream loudly from how good the pleasure felt.

Jiwon sucked on your balls roughly as you felt Eunbi’s tender lips take your cock inside her mouth. Eunbi felt surprised the moment she felt you parting her cheeks and sticking your tongue inside her more sensitive hole. All you could hear were muffled screams as she didn’t want to release your cock.

“He’s about to cum” Jiwon quietly said, moaning as she sucked on your balls.

Eunbi’s body began to tense up while she was furiously rubbing her clit. “Mommy is cumming too…” she moaned.

“Fuck! I’m cumming! Mommy’s about to cum on your face, baby…”

You and Eunbi pushed your heads downwards as you both orgasm at the same time. Eunbi screams through your cock as it coats her walls with a creamy white reward. Jiwon tries unsuccessfully to push her off as she buries her pussy in your mouth.

“You fucking whore! I told you not to swallow his cum!”

Both of you took your time to recover, Eunbi lying on top of you as you both felt each other’s bodies heave. She hovered above you, smiling sweetly as she gently placed a kiss on your lips.

Eunbi lets you go, giving you one more quick peck before she turns to Jiwon and begins sucking on her lips. Jiwon moaned as their tongues fought for control. Eunbi’s hands eventually find their way onto Jiwon’s butt, squeezing each soft cheek.

“Look at this needy slut, baby” Eunbi said as Jiwon moaned. “All you have to do is touch her in order for her to be soaked”

“Look at how beautiful you are when you moan for me. I’m so good at pleasuring men and women. This slutty pussy is mine, understand?” Eunbi says as her fingers trace Jiwon’s lips. She is unable to say anything due to the pleasure, only loud, lustful moans coming out of her lips.

“Baby… fuck this whore senseles” Eunbi said to you as she pushed Jiwon away.

Jiwon screamed as you caught her in your arms. “Oppa!” she whined. “This whore is being mean to me…”

You smiled and gave her a soft kiss before stuffing her needy pussy with your cock as hard as you could. Jiwon was painfully tight.

“Ahhh fuck!” she screamed.

You thrusted inside Jiwon fast. Her walls squeezed your cock as a response. Her pussy was so wet, it made it easy for you to pump in and out.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me hard!” she yelled in between thrusts.

“You’re pounding her so rough, baby” Eunbi said as you pulled out of Jiwon and entered her just as hard.

“Oh fuck…” she moaned as she gripped the bed sheets.

Jiwon moaned before kissing Eunbi, both of them moaning as you took turns fucking both. Whichever person didn’t have your cock inside them, was getting their beautiful ass fondled and slapped. You were currently inside Eunbi, her juices leaking out as she moaned from you slapping her ass loudly.

“I want to get fucked!” Jiwon begged as she held onto your base and forced you out. “Fuck my pussy too…”

“You slut” Eunbi screamed as she slapped Jiwon’s tits.

“You’re the one acting like a slut! Trying to hog my boyfriends cock all to yourself”

“Shut the fuck up!” you yelled. “You’re both dirty sluts that need this cock to punish you”

“Mmm, I like it when he talks dirty” Eunbi moaned, turning her head back at you. “Fuck these cocksluts of yours”

You returned back to fucking each woman for a certain period of time, both screaming as loudly as they could when you filled them up.

“You like mommy’s pussy more, don’t you?” Eunbi moaned as you were currently inside her.

“Oh shut up” Jiwon cried.

“I was talking to oppa, whore” Eunbi said as she loudly slapped Jiwon’s face.

“Bitch”

Eunbi took turns slapping Jiwon’s face and tits, causing you to fuck her harder in anger. Eunbi began to scream so loud it echoed inside the bedroom.

“Harder! Fuck me harder” Jiwon screamed as your hands squeezed her butt cheeks while you fucked her.

The sounds of her ass hitting your stomach were as loud as Eunbi’s screams. You were ready to pull out of Jiwon and were preparing Eunbi’s pussy until you felt Jiwon grip your butt and push you back into her.

“Please… keep fucking me. Not that slut”

“You selfish whore” Eunbi said, slapping her face so hard you winced slightly.

Eunbi continued saying vulgar things to Jiwon while you fucked her. Eventually, you have had enough. You spank Eunbi’s ass with a deafening sound.

“Stop hitting my girlfriend, you whore” you said as you inserted your cock inside her.

You grabbed Eunbi’s arms and yanked them back as you fucked her from behind. Jiwon began sucking on Eunbi’s tits, her orgasm traveling through her body. Eunbi screamed loudly as she came all over your cock. Her body violently shook from the aftershocks as she collapsed on the bed.

“Baby…” Jiwon softly said as she crawled near you and entered your embrace. “You did so well”

“It really was amazing” you said as you kissed her lips. “I’m sorry I didn’t get to cum in your pussy”

“There’s no need to apologize, oppa. There’s always other times you can”

“I love you so much, baby” you said, catching your breath.

“I love you too. You know, I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to have fun with her and I’m not around”

“Really?”

“Really. She’s a fun fuck and has such a hot body. But she seems like such a sweet person too”

“I love you” you said kissing her on the lips before pulling her into your embrace.

“I love you too, oppa” she groggily says as the two of you drift off to sleep.

You woke up the next morning, still laying in cum stained sheets. You tap the side of the bed to find it is now empty. Getting up, you find you are the only person left in the room. Your lower body is still sore as you get up and check your phone. You had two unread messages.

“Hey, sorry I left early. Have a company schedule all day. If your body feels sore, I took care of your morning wood. Last night was amazing. Jiwon’s a sweet girl, don’t lose her. But anytime you want to have fun, I’ll be ready. I’ll see you at Pilates next week” - Mommy♡

“Goodmorning, love! Sorry I couldn’t make breakfast for you, I had to leave early for a shoot. I’m so sore from last night, hopefully you pound me just as good tonight. I love you”

You smiled, trying your best to get your sore body out of bed and into the shower.

“Team Leader Kwon, here’s your coffee and the breakdown of today’s photoshoot”

“Thank you, miss Miyawaki”

Eunbi sips on the amber liquid as she goes over the clipboard she was also handed. The shoot was going to be long. Eunbi’s role in the marketing department was being a team leader and overseeing the company’s promotional mediums.

“Where are our interns?” she asked.

“They don’t start until next week, ma’am”

“I see”

“Let’s get this shoot started” she announced, crossing her legs and folding her arms while having an annoyed facial expression.

The model arrived on set, a curvy young woman wearing a pair of white jeans that showed off her powerful thighs and round ass well. She wore white high heels and a green top that showed off her midriff and fairly large breasts. She bowed to all of the staff before she stopped in front of a table. Her manager explained that the woman sitting down in front of them was in charge of the whole shoot.

“Hello, my name is Shin Johyun. I hope we have a good shoot today” she said, bowing.

Both looked up at each other and were stunned. Jiwon covered her mouth while Eunbi’s eyes widened.

“You…” they both said.

“Team Leader, this is our new soju model” Sakura quietly said.

“Yes, I’m aware of who she is. She and I know each other well… very well in fact”

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