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"Mmm. Keep cryin' darlin', makes you tighter." He grits out through his teeth. "You- hah, you like it, yeah?" He shakes his head at himself loosing his own composure. "Told you I'd fuck the god out of you. We ain't done yet."

Remmick huffs above you, claws digging into your throat, hips pistoning into yours. The half-smirk he wears has been dipping all night, sweat dampening his brow. He's been switching between babbling incoherently and mouthing off the whole night.

He watched you like he was starved. And maybe he was- but not for food. Not for blood. For the one thing your daddy always said was sacred. Private.

Daddy told you men like him were the devil. All they wanted- the sweet little preachers daughter. Remmick's fingers hook around the lace on your church dress. Cock pumping deliciously inside you. Your daddy was right. The devil was awfully pretty.

The devil was also awfully persistent. He'd want to consume you- not just your soul, but something deeper. From the root inside you. Not just your womanhood. Your love.

"Shit," He murmurs, pleased, struggling between breaths. "This what you wear to your...ah-...Sunday service? Thought good little girls covered up. You wore this for m-me, yeah?" He toys with the straps, before diving down to your neck. Licking. Sucking. Before biting gently.

When you squeal, he chuckles breathlessly, before groaning when you clench around him. He makes a noise that's borderline animalistic- and you briefly wonder if your daddy ever taught you if even the devil could lose his composure.

Effectively, he can. Because even as he presses you against the wall, caged, trapped like a flightless bird- all you have to do is reach up and tug on his hair. And he hisses in raw pleasure, body tensing up, fangs protruding so far he has to bare them so it doesn't hurt him.

"Fu-fuck-, lo-love you-" He stutters out, claws clenching tighter around the base of your throat.

But daddy never told you the devil would whisper those three little words. Daddy never told you he'd kiss you so gently you'd cry. Daddy never told you the devil would knock on your window every night, beggin' to be let in, just to recite Irish poems and prayers while you sleep in his arms.

"Say it- please darlin', say it back," He tries to demand, but it sounds more desperate than anything. He's close. He's so close, holding on tight. He's pleading with you. You feel the heat building up inside you. The way his fangs struggle against your pulse point, drool slipping down, holding back. Forcing his mouth to pucker into kisses instead of biting.

"I love you." You whisper. If this is how the devil loves, you think you'd rather burn forever then ever let him go.

And when you cum, it’s violent. Blinding. You scream his name- not God’s. And Remmick whispers yours all the same, pawing at you, eyebrows scrunched together as he finishes deep inside. He doesn't let go. He never let's go.

His voice his hoarse when he just barely pulls away to look you in the eye. His chest rises and falls with each heavy breath.

"Let me- let me stay like this- inside you, lovin’ you, bein’ yours- please. Just a little longer. Just a little longer, okay?” He strings together, giving you those eyes. His clawed finger lifting to your lip, tracing the contours, gaze flitting down to watch your mouth part as you speak.

When you give him the go ahead, nodding, body exasperated, he inhales with a shaky smile. He presses a light, chaste kiss to your temple, breathing you in.

You close your eyes, feel him throb sweetly inside you, and think maybe Heaven isn’t up above. Maybe it’s bloody, needy, and whispering your name in the dark.

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When will we ever get the chance?

Pairing: Sub!Mickey 17, Dom!switch!Mickey18, Neutral!Reader

Summary: 17 is freaking out about the multiples issue. You and 18 could careless.

Warnings: Coercion, nipple play, slapping, begging, blowjob.

A/n: link to story in title.

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When will we ever get the chance?

Pairing: Sub!Mickey 17, Dom!switch!Mickey18, Neutral!Reader

Summary: 17 is freaking out about the multiples issue. You and 18 could careless.

Warnings: Coercion, nipple play, slapping, begging, blowjob.

A/n: First time writing in a while so excuse if writing is bad. I wish the sex scene was longer in the movie.

“You got her high!” Mickey 17 exclaimed looking between you and his multiple. “Yeah.” 18 uttered erupting in laughter. “It was only just a little. Really not that much. I had some too and I feel fine.” 18 spoke with a dazed expression on his face his body gently swaying back and forth. 17 looked between you both noticing your dazed expression your body mimicking the swaying. “Oh my gosh! Babe, you do realize this is a multiples violation! They’ll kill us both if they find this out!” 17 cried out in frustration grabbing hold of your shoulders. “Shh babe it’s fine, it’s fine..” You were unfazed by Mickey's worry a smile slowly forming on your face. 17 whined and pulled away running a hand through his hair. “This is bad, this is so bad. And you’re both so high you can’t even see how bad it is!” He spoke taking a short panicked breath. You and 18 look at each other taking a breath before busting out laughing your eyes landing back on 17. “You need to relax.” You spoke gently pushing him down to the bed, straddling his lap before he could react.

“Babe, what are you doing? We don't have time for this!” 17 clamored his eyes widening. “Mickey! When will we ever have the chance to do this again? To have fun with another you!” You spoke as 18 sat next to you on the bed. “What?” 17 uttered interrupted by 18. “Don't act surprised, you know that sounds like a fucking dream!” He smiled and leaned in a bit closer. Mickey looked away his eyebrows knitting together. You tapped the side of his cheek to make him look at you. “Mickey I promise we'll figure something out later. For now, let’s have fun.” You beamed looking down at him. “Yeah. Think about it Mickey, no one knows you better than you.” 18 spoke running a hand through 17 hair. Mickey was about to protest but had no time when you leaned in kissing his neck. “W-wait..” He gasped and looked at 18, his expression seemed, way too excited. “Oh god.” 17 whispered his face scrunching in disgust as he looked away.

18 took his hand away and leaned in watching closely, though he wasn’t being touched he could feel himself getting excited. He moaned quietly then grinned bringing a hand to his crouch gently squeezing it. 17 brought his gaze back to 18 his eyes flickering down quickly before returning his attention to you. “Come on babe! We don’t have time for this now! I-I think we have bigger problems at hand.” He whined. You giggled against his neck and sat up looking at 18. “Take my place?” You spoke and slid off 17 lap. 18 quickly accepted the offer taking your place on his counterpart's lap. “W-what get off me..” 17 spoke and looked at you his eyes going wide. “Mickey!” You pouted and leaned back in kissing his neck gently. “Do this for me? Please.” 17 stared at you a moment before groaning and starting to slowly nodding just as 18 grabbed his cheeks turning his head to look at him. “Took you long enough.” He spoke and unexpectedly leaned in kissing his double. “Mhm!” 17 groaned grabbing 18 forearm he gonna push him away but just seeing you from the corner of his eye, you looked so eager and turned on. He knew how badly you wanted to see whatever was about to play out. And because he'll do anything to make and keep you happy, so he’ll keep going.

He closed his eyes and started kissing back letting his hands fall to his side. Your smile widened watching the scene in front. Of course, you had never seen anything like this, and god it was hot. 18 used his free hand and pushed it under 17 shirt taking his hard bud between his fingers and pinching it. “Agh..” 17 gasped and pulled away. 18 chuckled and sat up looking at you. “Oh. See y/n, this is something you didn’t know about us. We have really sensitive nipples.” He chuckled dragging his other hand under 17 shirt latching onto his other nipple pinching and twisting them both in unison. “What do you think Mickey? We might even be able to cum from it.” 18 whispered. 17 quickly shook his head no “Huh you don’t wanna cum from it? Would that feel too good?” 18 teased pushing his hips down on 17 lap. You awed and scooted closer. “How have I never thought of that! Of course, you’d have sensitive nipples!” You smiled and started unbuttoning 17 shirt pushing it open. “You should have told me, Mickey!” 17 whined bucking up slightly. He was trying not to enjoy this that much but of course, his double would know his weakness. “P-please just touch me.” 17 quietly moaned and looked away from you both.

“What do you mean? I am touching you… Who are you even asking to touch you? Me? Y/n? Be more pacific.” 18 grinned pinching his nipples harder. 17 whined and squeezed his eyes shut. “O-okay okay! Anyone, please. Just..someone touch me..” 18 rolled his eyes slipping a hand from under 17 shirt and grabbing his neck. “Where Mickey?” His tone was gentle despite his rough grip. “My dick! My dick! Please just-please touch my dick!” You giggled at the sight looking at 18. “18 I think you should give him what he wants right?” You spoke gently grasping the back of 18 hair to make him look at you. His expression softened and he nodded. “of course.” He smiled. “Then be a good boy and take his pants off for him.” 18 quickly nodded as you let go of his hair. He stood and clasped the waistline of 17 pants and underwear yanking them down. 17 grunted watching him. “So rough.” He whispered.

18 tugged 17 pants fully down tossing them to the side. He grabbed 17 hips pulling him to the edge of the bed. “Look y/n he’s already so fucking hard.” He laughed. You giggled and leaned in. “Wow. I should really start playing with your nipples!” “Okay guys…Come on…” 17 spoke bringing his hand to cover his crotch you quickly grabbed his hands pulling them up above his head and holding his arms there. “Stop Mickey we’re looking.” You spoke. He whined looking at the ceiling he knew he had to be embarrassingly hard right now leaking all over his pubes and stomach. “Of course, you'd be this hard when we barely even touched you..” 18 spoke and slapped his boner. 17 yelped out and brought his legs up as 18 pushed them back down and apart roughly looking at you for some sort of confirmation. You smiled brightly looking back. “You don't have to stop.” You whispered.

18 nodded and kneeled in front of 17 running his hand up 17 thighs then stopped. “I want him to beg me for it.” He spoke looking at you then back to 17. 17 gulped and prepared himself closing his eyes. “P-Please touch me…” 17 whispered wiggling his hips. “Hmm, I think you can do better than that Mickey.” You spoke squeezing his wrist. He groaned and looked down at 18, fuck seeing his own face that close to his dick was something he never even imagined before. He couldn't believe this was happening and he couldn't believe he was so turned on. “M-Mickey, please suck my dick. Please just touch me anywhere you can do anything you want.” He spoke barely believing how pathetic he sounded especially for himself it wasn't even for you. He quickly looked at the ceiling in embarrassment. 18 snickered “I’ll take that. What about you y/n?” You nodded. “Amazing Mickey.” you smiled down at 17 letting one hand go of his wrist to squeeze his cheeks. 17 looked at you and smiled nuzzling into your touch for a moment before his attention was brought back to 18. “I've never done this before but, it’s always good to practice on yourself.” He chuckled and wrapped his hand slowly around 17 shaft gently caressing him. 17 sighed in relief looking up at you his hand holding yours that pinned them above his head. You took your hand off his cheeks and cupped his hand looking down at him. You flashed him a comforting smile and he quickly returned it squeezing your hand.

17 face then contorted in pleasure bringing both of your attention back to 18 who gently took 17 tip between his lips. “What the fuck..” 17 groaned He’s seriously sucking his dick. His dick? What the fuck is happening? He whined and watched 18 head slowly start to lower taking more and more of his cock. He could feel his counterpart's head slide up and tongue at his slit. He would know how much he likes that. 18 hummed before pulling up shaking 17 dick gently from the base. “Did that feel good? I bet it did.” 18 smiled using his free hand to pull the front of his own underwear down exposing his slick cock he wasted no time wrapping his hand around himself. He slowly started jerking 17 off matching the speed to his own cock. You couldn’t help but squeal and got closer to the edge of the bed to watch 18 hand touching himself. “This is fucking amazing!” You squeaked reaching out and grabbing the back of 18 hair. “Keep going”. You spoke pushing his head back down roughly on 17 cock pulling away after. 18 gagged but quickly started bobbing his head taking in as much of 17 dick as he could jerking off the rest he couldn't fit.

“Y/n…” 17 moaned out your name for no reason his stomach clenching at the sight of 18 touching himself. Too much is happening, if he wasn't forcing himself to hold back. He would cum right now even though 18 barely touched him. 18 gagged quietly and brought his head back up flickering his tongue over and over, twirling his hand around the base of 17 cock before he pulled up again looking down at his own. He panted jerking 17 off at the same speed that he unconsciously started doing around his own squeezing hard and fast. 18 looked up at you both his cheeks slightly red when he noticed how focused you both were staring at him. “Stop looking at me.” 18 moaned coming out broken as his hand started to falter jerking off 17 the one on himself never losing its speed. 17 chuckled and pulled his arms free from your grasp to sit up on his elbows for a better look. And he thought he was gonna be the one to cum fast. 18 looked away as you leaned in for a closer. For the first time, 18 was the one who felt embarrassed, he was gonna be the first to cum he couldn’t stop if he wanted. It felt humiliating but something about you and his counterpart watching him so intensely pushed him over the edge. He groaned loudly and put his head on 17 thigh his hip bucking up. “Fuck..fuck stop looking at me..” He mewled and looked up meeting your gaze. With just looking at you he couldn’t hold back anymore cum spurting onto 17 legs and the floor. 17 gasped and sat up fully running a hand through 18 hair. “That looks like it felt good..” He teased. 18 whined his eyes rolling and closing but his hand never stopped jerking himself off only slowing down slightly. “Agh..d-don’t touch me..” 18 took his hand off his dick and swatted 17 away resting it back on the bed as his body shivered. After a moment he slowly opened his eyes met with you and 17 looking down at him your head resting on 17 shoulder. “W-what..lay back down idiot..” 18 spoke quietly. 17 smirked looking at you before laying back down. “Someone was too excited.” He whispered and giggled. You chuckled and gently elbowed his arm looking back at 18 reddened face. “It’s okay Mickey. I think it’s only fair since you got to cum, no matter how quick it was. You should make 17 cum too. He patiently waited for his turn.” You smiled reaching out and ruffling 18 hair sliding your hand down to his cheek.

18 nodded weakly resting his head on your hand a moment before you pulled away. He looked back down at 17 dick and took a deep breath before taking 17 back into his mouth looking up at him while bobbing his head up and down trying to fight back a gag with each movement. “Oh fuck.” 17 whispered looking back at him. “That’s right 18. You’re doing so good.” You smiled and brought your free hand to 17 nipple pinching and flicking over it. “Am I doing this right?” 17 yelped and nodded quickly his stomach clenching. “Y-yes yes..” He grumbled. “It’s feels good t- thank you.” 17 spoke with a shaky voice. 18 came up coughing as his hand jerked 17 off fast. “Fucking loser. You're twitching so much.” He moaned and slapped 17 dick erupting in him crying out his thighs clenching closed. 18 scuffed and used his free hand to hold them apart. “You’re close Huh? I can tell.” He whispered and slapped 17 dick harder. “Oh gosh! Please can I cum? Please !” 17 whined his eyes getting watery his hand reaching to hold yours squeezing it tightly. “I don’t know ask y/n she’s in charge.” 18 smirked and leaned in licking and sucking at 17 slit. “Y-y/n can..can I ahh!” 17 moaned loudly as 18 backed knowing he was about to cum from how hard his dick twitched in his mouth. 17 cum spewed onto 18 hand a drawn-out cry falling from his lips. You gasped then started laughing taking your hand off his nipple to cover his mouth. “Good job Mickey!” You smiled watching him bring his legs up like his body was trying to pull away from the pleasure. 18 tugged away his hand and stood looking down watching the view unfold beneath him with a smirk.

You both watched in silence as 17 wiggled on the bed. “Fuck that felt so good!” He whined and rolled over again so much so that he rolled off the bed with a loud thud. “Agh!” He groaned and just laid there catching his breath. You and 18 looked down at him sprawled out on the floor unmoving. “Pathetic.” 18 whispered. “Beautiful.” You giggled and leaned down scratching the back of his head.

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Don’t you know I’m different?

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i saw a pic in pinterest about someone saying that they both look like mice that were transformed into princes for having a good heart, and damn, that's the cutest and most accurate way to describe their appearance😭

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This is what I think college art Instagram would look like.

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Y’all heard Chris say his nipples are sensitive?😏

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“Can I sleep in here?”

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo × Reader

Summary: You're spending the night with the triplets and your bestie Nick makes you sleep on the couch. You don’t like it very much... so you'll find somewhere else to sleep.

Warnings: Making out, mentions of commit issues, handjob, cum eating.

A/n: cracking my knuckles with this one, first time writing in so long but I was horny.

“Chris.” You opened his door with a knock standing at the door frame. “Hm?” He groaned twisting under his sheets his head pushed into his pillows. “Chris.” You spoke again. “Can I sleep in here?” He groaned loudly and turned onto his back sitting up on his elbows. “Hm? Why?” He mumbled his voice deep and raspy. “Cause the couch is uncomfortable, and it’s dark and lonely out there.” You spoke honestly. You saw, only from the moon lighting up his bedroom a grin spread across his face. “Just sleep with Nick.” “No, he always takes all the covers from me.” You spoke rolling your eyes and walking into the room closing the door behind you. “You won’t even know I’m here. Please.”

Chris groaned and finally nodded watching as you quickly walked over crawling into bed next to him. “You’re lucky I don’t like sleeping alone and Matt didn’t want me in his room tonight.” He spoke letting his body plop onto the bed his hands coming up to rub his tired face. “Why not?” You spoke. “Cause he’s yapping about some alone time.” He huffed folding his arms. “He’s like alone all the time, how more alone can you get.” You nodded at his words. “Why do you always wanna sleep with one of them anyway?” He sighed and looked at you. “Cause I get lonely, just how you felt.” You smiled looking back at him. “Well, was good I came in here then. We needed each other's company.” He nodded and smiled at you before it quickly dropped, he blinked looking back at the ceiling.

You noticed that reaction and frowned. “What was that for?” You spoke softly. “Nothing. It's stupid.” He smiled and chuckled to himself. “That just felt too intimate..” “It’s literally wasn’t at all.” You giggled. “Yeah it was you were like ‘I’m lonely’ and I was like me too, and then we kissed that’s basically what happened.” Chris spoke. You laughed quietly nudging his arm. “It's not funny, that's what happened..” He smiled. You rolled your eyes taking a breath. “You wish. What’s so bad about it being an intimate moment between us? The thought of that's so bad you had to look away in disgust?” “Cause it didn’t feel friend intimate it felt partner intimate. And I didn't look away in that way I was just nervous.” He grumbled the last party looking back to you.

“Oh, so partner intimates not okay between us?” You whispered looking back at him. “I- I mean… I didn’t say that…Yeah, it’s cool.” He muttered clearing his throat. “Umm, so you wanna start heading to bed?” You smiled at how fast he changed the subject, you could tell he had gotten nervous and shy from the silly conversation. You wished you could see his face better the moon wasn't light enough to show you how red you knew his face was, but you could see how almost puppy-like his eyes looked. So vulnerable that small moment enough to make him look and feel that way. As his friend you knew too well about his committ issues so that explained why he was getting so shy from it feeling so intimate. “I'm not that sleepy now, I wanna keep talking If that's okay.” You spoke sitting up enough you could look down at him. “You okay Chris?” "Y-yeah I’m fine..” He spoke softly.

You had always wanted to do something with Chris but because of your relationship with him and his brothers and of course his issues, you knew it probably would never happen. But in this moment you couldn’t help but ask a simple question. The worst he could say was no. “Can I kiss you?” He blinked but to your surprise nodded pretty quickly. You smiled and looked down at his lips letting your eyes fall close as you leaned down your lips connecting with his. He kissed back trying to keep up with the pace of your movements as you licked and bit at his lip. He moaned quietly and sat up so the kiss could deepen bringing a hand to rest on your waist.

You both sat fully up Chris's back resting against his headboard your hand trailing down his chest to the hem of his pajamas. He pulled away his lips wet and puffy from all your bitting. “D-do you wanna do more? It’s up to you.” Chris whispered trying to catch his breath quietly. You smiled and nodded looking down to where your hand was resting, further down his dick creating a tight tint in his pants. Chris felt embarrassed you saw him like this and couldn’t help but turn his head away from you wanting to hide his face. You looked at him bringing your hand up to his chin to make him look at you. “Pull your pants down.” “Okay.” Chris nodded taking a deep breath and holding it bringing his hand down and lifting his hips pulling his pajamas down just enough that his hard dick sprung out from his lack of underwear.

Chris let out his breath feeling it hitch just from the way you looked at it his body starting to tremble. You placed your hand to rest on his lower stomach using your index finger to rub in a small circle down to his groin. His hips twitched up erupting a chuckle from you, looking at his face. He had his eyebrows knitted together his lip tucked under his teeth he looked so ready for any simulation of his painfully hard dick. “C-come on.” He whispered and finally looked at your eyes. You smiled looking back at him. “I can tell you haven’t been touched in a while.” You spoke bringing your hand up to your mouth spitting in it. Chris nodded watching your hand closely holding his breath as you brought it back down to his dick finally granting him some relief of wrapping your warm hand around his erection.

He let go of the breath he was holding his head falling back onto the headboard, his eyes fluttering close. “Fuck.” He moaned thrusting up a bit. You slowly started to move your hand up and down his shaft looking at him to watch his face contort. With his pre cum and your spit it made your hand glide with ease rubbing over the head of his cock making his dick twitch each time. “Look at me.” You whispered. He tried to keep his head up and his eyes open to look at you biting at his lip to suppress his most pitiful moans.

You smiled and brought your free hand behind his neck starting to scratch his head rubbing at his scalp. “Ugh…Oh my god.” He whimpered grabbing your neck gently and pulling you back into a kiss that quickly became heated. You kept a steady pace of his leaky dick making sure to rub at his slit with every other pump. Chris groaned into the kiss his hand flying to the base of his dick holding it tightly. It was so embarrassing. He didn’t want you to think of him as a sex-less loser but that’s sorta what he was. Just from a few minutes of you jerking him off, he felt his stomach gain that familiar knot daring to break at any moment. His dick twitched in your fist and his legs twisted around the bed he couldn’t help but pull away from the kiss to look at your hand working his dick. “I’m gonna cum..” He whimpered putting his hand to his side to keep himself from grabbing your hand and making you stop. The overwhelming feeling of his orgasm about to rush over him making him whine and whimper without any care who would hear. You giggled and looked at his face taking in exactly how he looked. Sp fucked out, and he hasn't even came. “Go ahead, Chris, I want you to cum.” You whispered scratching the back of his head before gripping it roughly.

“Agh fuck! Fuck me… I’m cumming!” He whined his eyes closing tightly as the knot in his stomach finally ripped apart hard his orgasm rushing through him. He thrusted up his cum spurting onto his chest and oozing onto your hand. You looked down to watch and gasped with a giggle. You didn’t stop your hand jerking him off till he rode out his orgasm shaking and wresting around his bed.

You gave him a couple more pumps then let go of his hair and dick holding your hand out in front of you. He brought his hand to his lower stomach rubbing at it in hopes to calm his shaking body down. He panted hard and loud turning his head to look at you. “T-that..that was so fast. I’m sorry.” He spoke. “Don’t apologize. I’m glad I could help you cum like that, lonely boy.” You smiled bringing your hand to your face and looking at it a moment before sliding your finger into your mouth and tasting his cum.

He watched you in amazement a smile forming on his face. “Did you seriously just do that?” He spoke raising an eyebrow. “What about it, I wanted to taste you.” You smiled back sucking on your other finger. Chris rolled his eyes slightly taking a breath before speaking. “You’re amazing.” He spoke leaning in a kiss you again.

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HELP! MY PUSSYS GONE CRAZY!

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Your Private Dancer.

Pairing: Striper!JakeWebber x OwnerDom!Reader.

A/N: Based of @samandcolby-ownme Story. I wanted to switch the roles so I had to write this real quick. Link to their story.

Warning: Praising, handjob, Gn!reader but use of ma’am once, name calling, Finger sucking.

“Jake!” You yell. He looks around a moment then over to you, as soon as he saw you face a smile plastering over his own sliding his hand down the staircase from the stage.

You smiled back watching him almost bounce his way over to you. “You looked amazing tonight sweetheart!” You spoke reaching a hand out and placing it at his waist.

“Did i?” He giggled feeling your hand run down along his waist to his ass slapping it while pulling him closer. He yelped and bit his lip. “Come with me.” You spoke pulling away grabbing hold of his hand and walking to your office.

He nodded quickly and let you drag him along, down a dark hallway to your office.

You walked over to your desk sitting down in your chair pulling him so he was standing infront of you.

“You wanted a private dance Huh?” Jake smiled. You nodded putting your arms on the chairs rest looking him up and down.

“I’ll do it. If you promise you'll touch me.” He whispered bringing his hands to his belt swinging his hips to the faint music being heard from the club. He started to slowly undo his belt turning his back to you pushing his butt out before sitting down on your lap wiggling his hip.

“You’ll touch me right?” He moaned letting his head fall back on your shoulder. You couldn't help smile.“You’re such a horny slut jake.” You whisper one of your hands coming to his neck as the other came around his waist taking his belt off and unzipping his pants.

“I’m your slut.” He whispered back.

You used your hand to pull his pants down enough his hard dick was exposed Jake lifting up his hips to help you. He groaned quietly at the cold air of your office hitting his tip while dragging his hand to the one you had on his neck bring it up to his mouth to suck your fingers.

“I’ll touch you, if you beg for it like the slut your are.” You whispered.

His hips thrusted up at your words pulling two of your fingers out his mouth. “Please touch me. I’m a horny fucking slut that needs your touch.” He whined. “Fuck I need it so bad. Please.” You smiled pleased with his begging pushing your fingers back into his mouth using your other hand to wrap around his dick, finally reliving some pressure.

He pushed his butt into your lap as your hand started to glide up and down his shaft a sticky layer of precum making you hand slide effortlessly. His eyes fluttered closed. “Thank you..” Jake groaned around your fingers. You kissed his shoulder up to his neck starting to suck barely, pulling your fingers out his mouth down to his pierced nipple rubbing at it with small circles. He smiled and wiggled his hips thrusting up in your fist.

As a warning you squeezed his dick biting his neck. “Fuck y/n!” He giggled through a moan.

“Tell me how good I did today. How much you love watching me.. Tell me I’m your fucking favorite.” You rubbed at his tip pinching at his nipple. “You did so good today, everyone couldn’t keep their eyes off you tonight. I’m so glad I get to have you all to my self.” You whispered close to his ear. His mouth hung open soft moans spilling out of him as his hips wiggled against your lap.

You pulled off his dick to flick his tip listening to him whine out in pleasure. “Ugh! Keep going please!” He whined. You flicked his tip one last time before wrapping your hand back around him jerking him off quickly.

With you one of your hands toying at his sensitive nipple and the other stroking his thick dick he couldn’t help get unbelievably close, his moans getting higher pinched with each stroke.

Jake brung his hand to his stomach rubbing at it in search to help ease the rough orgasm he was getting closer and closer too. You looked up to him watching his eyes squeeze tightly closed and his mouth fall open he was quiet for a short while before groaning loudly.

“I'm cumming!” He moaned.

You then pitched his sensitive nipple roughly leaving his shaft to stroke only his red tip cum spraying into the plam of you hand. He wiggled around gripping at the arm rest of your chair with his free hand. “fuck me! oh my god!” He whined rubbing his stomach before wrapping his hand arm around his waist.

He slowly opened his eyes squinting to watch his dick shoot a few more ropes of cum onto your hand.

You kept rubbing his tip until you noticed he was starting to settle down, then you pulled away holding your hand away from his body and yours. “look at the mess you made Jake. You know you have to clean up after yourself right?” He nodded weakly grabbing your hand and bringing it to his lips sucking at your fingers still trying to catch his breath from his orgasm. “Good boy.” You giggled patting his head.

He licked your fingers clean and smiled turning on your lap to look at you. “Now cover up and and get back on the stage for me? They all probably miss the best dance of the night.” He beamed and nodded. “Yes, ma’am..”

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⪩🩸﹒ᗢVAMPIRE MATT

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DEALER CHRIS ┄ (☆﹏☆) 𓏸𓈒

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Cuddle

Chris Sturniolo imagine, based of a dream I had.

You and Chris are close friend. One day, you had plans the next day with his brother so instead of going home you decided you’d just stay the night. You don’t wanna sleep on the couch though so you opt to sleep with the triplet your the closes with. Unconsciously in your sleep you start to cuddle Chris living out the action of cuddling next to someone from your dream.

He feels you moving and touching him so he wakes up and is about the move away but then he realizes something. How good it feels to be held by someone or Mabye being held by you. As he just lays there, he thinks about the way he’s always pushed down his desire of wanting a relationship with you, or anyone. But now sitting here cuddling he feels like he could get used to this. He becomes more comfortable at the thought which slowly drifted him back to sleep.

In the morning he wakes before you and notices your arm and leg still wrapped around him, he knew it’s probably be awkward if you woke up so he quickly and softly moved away from your grip turning his back to you. He sighed annoyed with himself for already missing your warmth. For thinking Maybe it was a chance it wouldn’t be awkward and instead become something you guys do often.

When you wake you told him your dream. “I dreamt I was cuddling with this guy from my job, I wasn’t cuddling with you right? It felt so real.” Chris shock his head quickly. “No I would have moved immediately if you where. I can’t imagine liking a dream like that, that’s so awkward.” He would laugh. Knowing that he’ll dream too and long to cuddle with you again.

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Text Conversation. Matt Sturniolo

Summary: You and Matt are FwB, you live in his home town so he only sees you when he comes to visit family. He always seemed to not have much interest in you until he found out you where starting to see someone else.

A/N: First time doing one of these! Let me know if this was alright and if y’all want more.

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“You should get off my lap.”

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo x Reader

Summary: You’re one of the triplets childhood best friends. One night you call Matt tipsy to pick you up from a party.

Warnings: Mention of alcohol, kissing, dry humping, C*m in underwear.

A/n: I wasn’t gonna post this but I wrote it so might as well! I hope you like it.

You sloppy walked into Matt’s room one hand on his wall sliding it off to plop onto his bed. Matt sighed walking in behind you and closing his door, his hands flying up to his face. “Oh my gosh y/n…You’re to much.” He mumbled walking to his bed and sitting down with his back on his headboread. You swayed back and forth then pouted “Sorry Matt.” You whined looking at him. Matt was ready for bed when you had called him to pick you up. He didn't wanna get up, but he'd never let you drive intoxicated.

He nodded with a exhale but smiled. “It's fine..Are you tired yet? Wanna go to sleep?” You nodded slowly and examined Matt as he laid on his bed. You noticed how his hair is fluffy from laying around. How his tattoo scattered arms looked more toned then usual. How his hands looked softer than expected, soft enough for you to wanna reach out and hold them. The way his sweatpants fit him perfectly. “Okay? You should lay down if your tired then” He spoke patting the bed next to him slightly. You didn’t reply just looking at him your eyebrows drawing together as your head tilted. “Y/n! What are you staring at?” He questioned. You blinked then starting laughing yourself. “Sorry Matt. You look hotter usually tonight.” Matt chuckled rolling his eyes. “Really? I think your saying that cause you where drinking.” You shock your head “No it's not that cause you always look hot, you just look hotter tonight. Well, Mabye it is that actually.” You giggled quickly and turned to face him. You thought for a moment before pull yourself more onto the bed then without warning straddled his lap .

He gasped his hand flying up as he looked around and then at you. “O-oh y/n.. I don’t know..” He mumbled a smile forming on your face as you noticed his cheeks slowly turning more pink. “You don’t know what? Is this not okay? I’ll get off.” “I don’t know..I mean I was just talking..it’s okay. So um are you ready to sleep?” He spoke then cleared his throat. You shrugged. “I’ll sleep if you’re ready to sleep.” “i-I am. Yeah..” He stayed quiet after speaking bringing his hands together and playing with his thumbs. You honestly don’t know why you even got on his lap, he just looks hot and your tipsy and wanted to mess with him. He always get flustered and nervous anytime you flirt with him or do things to him like this as a joke. “Y/n I think you should get off my lap.” He murmured looking up at you. “Huh? Why?” You pouted pushing a hair behind your ear instinctively pushing your hips back, your breath hitching when rubbed against what felt like a lump.

His hand quickly rushed to you hips holding you in place. “Don’t move too much y/n.” He spoke staring into your eyes. You blinked and tilted your head you couldn’t help pushing your hips back once to see what he was so scared about, rubbing against the lump once more. His legs bent squeezing your hips. “Y/n! Come on.” He pleaded. “Please don’t move.” it didn’t take you long to realize the lump was him getting hard, your eyes widened with a big smile. “Oh You’re getting hard aren’t you!” You spoke pointing a accusing finger into his chest. “No! Ew don’t say that! ” He exclaimed swallowing and looking down avoiding your eyes. You moved your hips back again earning a nervous mewl from him as he tried to hold your hips tighter in place. “Oh my gosh, Matt you’re hard!” You gushed. Matt panicked knowing it was too late to hide now finally looking up at you his eyes wide. “Y/n please don’t ever speak of this! I’m sorry! I couldn’t help it! Please don’t tell my brothers.” He whined.

You laughed at his pleas covering your mouth. Matt couldn’t help but smile faintly at your laughing. “Y/n seriously! It’s not funny. This is embarrassing!” “Matt, Matt, calm down it’s okay.” You spoke with a smile patting his chest. He sighed and looked at you. “Really? But I got hard from you just sitting on my lap..” He replied in a whine. “Yeah, I don’t care. I’m just glad I got to make a hot guy hard tonight.” He smiled at your stupid response rolling his eyes. Your laughter settled down and you both stayed in silence for a while looking at each other before his hand went to push hair out of your face. “I think I wanna kiss you.” He finally spoke looking at your lips. “I think you should do it.” Matt licked his lip immediately grabbing the back of your head and gently pulling you into a kiss.

The kiss slowly became more heated Matt thrusting up into your clothed cunt as you held yourself down against him. You pulled away to kiss down his neck sucking on the space under his ear. “Y/n..” He moaned his stomach clenching. Your sucked until a hickey formed kissing his jaw back up to his lips the make out  continuing . Matt’s legs didn’t stop twitching trying to keep steady pace humping up against you. He tried holding the kiss but pulled away letting his head fall onto his pillow moaning into the air with his eyes closed. You smiled at him enjoying himself and leaned down nibbling on his ear lobe then kissed back to his neck licking and sucking at it. His eyes squeezed shut tightly for a moment before trying to calm down, he felt that familiar feeling of the knot in his belly tightening. “Oh my gosh.” He whimpered quietly his nails now dig into your hips as he stopped his thrusting.

“What’s wrong Matt?” You whispered into his ear. You knew he had to be close so you started moving your hips rolling them against his twitching boner. “It’s N-nothing. Oh my gosh…” He moaned quietly squeezing his eyes tightly shut again. “Then why did you stop moving?” “Cause y/n… I’ll cum, and I will if you keep moving.” He whispered opening his eyes to look at you. You smiled “In your pants Matt? What if I wanted it in my mouth? You’re so embarrassing.” You joked and giggled. He nodded quickly his eyes brows knitting together. “I know.. Y/n..” He held onto you tightly. “Look into my eyes Matt, I wanna see your face when you cum.” You whispered leaning down and licking his lips rubbing back and forth against him until you felt his twitching get rapid. “Oh fuck…oh fuck…I’m cumming.” He tried to murmur looking into your eyes as you sat up to get a better view. The knot in his stomach snapped erupting a big groan of relief from him releasing into his boxers. His eyes rolled back instinctively as he came so he closed him them. You watched his legs squirm around the bed, his hands griping onto you tightly switching from your hips your waist. “Wow.” You awed putting a hand to his neck rubbing the side gently to help soothe him. He started panted quietly and opened his eyes slowly looking at you his pupils big and black taking up his whole eye. “That’s so e-embarrassing..” He whimpered still coming down until he just relaxed his hands falling from you waist to bed. You pushed yourself down onto his legs and saw the wet spot he left on his sweatpants. You smiled looking back at his face . He sat up on his elbows and looked at you as you both couldn’t help start laughing at the situation.

“I won’t tell anyone this happened if you don’t.” You spoke. “Deal.” He smiled and sighed letting his body plop back onto the bed.

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POV: Yeonjun Has a Crush on his Best Friend’s Sister.

Pairing: Sub!Yeonjun × Dom!Reader

Summary: Yeonjun, falls off his skateboard and gets scratched up. He goes to his best friend's house for help but instead, you answer.

Warnings: Blood (mentions of it, not a kink.), Degrading, Praise, Slight Nipple play, Humping, Finishing in pants. Penetration.

Word Count: 2.6K

A/n: Ignore mistakes, (not edited) I really like this on girl. I hope you all like it too.<3

“Beomgyu!” Yeonjun whined loud enough you could hear him from outside the front door. “Beomgyu!” He whined out again easy for you to tell now, he is crying. You frowned putting your fork down and walking over to the door unlocking it and opening it watching Yeonjun quickly stumble in almost hitting you. One arm was wrapped around his skateboard, while his backpack hung from his shoulder. Yeonjun face was scrunched in pain as you scanned his body noticing how much blood was on his arms and shirt.

He sniffed and finally looked at who was holding the door thinking it would be Beomgyu, his face dropping and trying not to look in pain when he saw you placing his skateboard down. “W-where’s Beomgyu?” He sniffed with a shaky voice looking down.

Yeonjun is one of your brothers, Beomgyu's best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as he and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barely spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly and closing the door behind you. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet your eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out of his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a cabinet and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke. You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened. Why did you come here instead of going to your house?” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried in front of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend's sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older than him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason, he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

He sighs quietly finally mustering up the courage to speak. “There was a rock on the ground I didn’t see. And I hit it and started rolling. I was closer to your house so I came here, and I didn’t want my mom to worry.” He mumbled whipping his tears off his cheek.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple of dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood, you had covered all his scratches. His arms were almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it still worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out of the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid and having to back away for a second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips were red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You were awed by how cute he looked like this. Of course, it was sad he was crying but you had never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks were. You awed even more bringing his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent and then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know you were crying and all but I've never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled a little and looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll go steal you one of Beomgyu's shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walkway and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipping his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more than cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll be when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had come back downstairs and were standing watching and listening to him for a couple of minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah…Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him a little bit. You should’ve known he liked you from the way he tried to act around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts silly and only switches to that nonchalant way when he sees you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way so he thought he would try with you.

Yeonjun looked at your eyes his opening wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt on the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. You rubbed down his waist till you got to the him of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst of all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bringing his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilishly looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up and meeting his gaze. He almost could breathe bringing his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um.. yes! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling your hand starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolded it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at you with lustful eyes. “It's probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very close to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe what just happened. You just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out of his daze walked to the front door and saw you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you and slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell Beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled a little gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay, I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh, and you’re cute too.” He smirked and looked at her before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waved him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face-first on the bed and laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept racing with more than just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you were right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He whimpered moving his hips faster his hand sliding under his chest to tease his nipple pinching it. “You’re so fucking gross getting off to me like this.” You spoke with a disgusted face. “That feels good doesn’t it pretty baby! Keep going till you cum all over for me.” Yeonjun couldn’t keep a straight thought just wanting to be inside of you. He knows you’d feel so good. He nodded at his thoughts pushing his top half off the bed and grabbing a pillow pulling it under his stomach and hugging it tightly his hips still moving harshly to rub against his bed.

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered and cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despised with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into the pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly and slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so well!” He rested his head on the pillow for a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

After a couple of minutes, he sat up fully and looked at the wet spot he had created with a sigh, thinking about how it was such a waste he couldn’t give the cum to you. He looked at the pillow rolling his eye and pushing it away, he probably looked stupid laying here really imagining he was having sex with you when that would never happen.

He sniffed and finally looked at who was holding the door thinking it would be Beomgyu, his face dropping and trying not to look in pain when he saw you placing his skateboard down. “W-where’s Beomgyu?” He sniffed with a shaky voice looking down.

Yeonjun is one of your brother, Beomgyu best friend, he’s also one of your neighbors. You think he could be a sweet boy but you swear he doesn’t like you. As long as him and Beomgyu have been friends he’s barley spoken a word to you and always looks like he rather not speak to you. You usually just smile and not talk since he does the same but seeing him covered in blood like this makes your heart drop.

You pouted walking to him quickly closing the door behind yourself. “He’s Asleep…Did you fall?” You asked. He looked down like he was trying hard to hold his tears after a second looking back up to meet you eyes. He slowly nodded and couldn’t help tears rushing out his eyes. “It hurts..” He whimpered. You quickly pulled the backpack off his shoulder placing it on a hook before grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen table. “This is why I always tell you and Beomgyu not to skate around when it starts getting dark.” You whispered making him sit at the kitchen table.

Yeonjun whimpered looking down and playing with his fingers hearing you quickly moving. You got a wet towel and grabbed some bandaids you saw in a drawers and came back placing them on the table and gently grabbing his arm. “You didn’t break anything right?” You whispered moving his arm back and forth. “No.” He spoke . You nodded “Good. Cause I don’t know how to fix that.” You giggled to yourself before getting serious and starting to clean the blood off his arm.

“Tell me what happened? Why did you come here instead of going to your house.” He looked away swallowing starting to feel embarrassed.

Yeonjun hated that he cried infront of you just now. He likes you and wants you to think he’s cool and nonchalant. He thinks you’ll like that. He has a huge crush on you but you’re his best friend sister, and he’s not sure how Beomgyu will feel about that. And also you’re older then him, so you probably think he’s still childish. For this reason he knows you too can never be real but that doesn’t stop him from liking you.

He sighs quietly finally mustering up the courage to speak. “There was a rock on the ground I didn’t see. And I hit it and started rolling. I was closer to your house so I came here, and I didn’t want my mom to worry.” He mumbled whipping his tears off his cheek.

You looked up to his face sighing at his glossy eyes bringing a hand to help whip his tears. “I’m sorry that happened.” You spoke pulling your hand away and grabbing a bandage. “Luckily I think it’s just small scratches, just a lot of blood.” She spoke. After a couple dozen decorated bandaids and a towel covers In blood you had coverd all his scratches. His arms almost covered in bandaids.

“There, good as new.” You smiled looking at his face finally. He quickly looked away then at his arms. “Thank you..” He whispered. You smiled and then gasped pushing his hair from his temple. It was a small scratch and a small amount of blood but it stil worried you. Yeonjun looked at you and could help his cheeks getting red at you staring at his face being so close. “W-What is it?” “You’re bleeding, let me see.” You spoke getting closer to his face and moving his hair out the way grabbing the towel and gently dabbing the area.

He tried to stay calm but his heart was beating fast his breath was hitching as he breathed he didn’t know what to do but just hold his breath as you whipped the blood away. “It’s a tiny cut it won’t leave a scar.” You spoke quietly grabbing a bandaid having to back away for second as you hear Yeonjun release the breath he was holding. You looked at him then back to his cut opening the bandaid. “Did it hurt?” You questioned. He shook his head looking down. You nodded putting the bandaid on the scratch looking down at his face. His plump lips red from licking his tears away, his nose tip red from all his tears. You awed in how cute he looked like this. Of course it sad he was crying but you never seen him so vulnerable. “You look so cute.” You blurted out with a giggle poking his nose.

He blinked and looked at you, just then you noticed how red his cheeks where. You awed even more bring his hair back down over his bandaid. He stayed silent then finally spoke. “Y-You think?” He whispered “But I was just crying, don’t women not like when men cry?” You rolled your eyes at his words. “Whoever told you that just wants you to not get any woman.” You giggled. “And, I know your where crying and all but I never seen you look more adorable.” He smiled alittle looked away. “Thank you..”

You nodded. “I’ll got steal you one of Beomgyu shirts and send you off home for the night. Don’t want you to go home too late.” You spoke patting his shoulder and walking away heading upstairs.

Yeonjun looked at you go then started looking around slowly standing up. “She called me cute!” He giggled walking to the mirror in their walk way and looking at himself fixing his hair and whipped his mouth. “I’ll see you later, your cute too.” He spoke to himself into the mirror then shook his head “You’re more then cute, you’re beautiful.” He whispered. “No, I should have said that earlier. Uh if you think I’m cute now, imagine how cute I’ll when…I can’t say that.” He giggled covering his mouth. He kept whispering to himself in the mirror about what he would say to you before he left until he heard you clear your throat.

You had came back down stairs and where standing watching and listening to him for a couple minutes. “I got your shirt. You know you could have just told me I’m cute.” You chuckled walking to him and handing him the shirt. His face was glowing red as he took the shirt. “Yeah..Your right, I just wanted to make sure I sounded cool, ya know.” He mumbled looking away. You giggled and nodded. “I’ve never seen this side of you Yeonjun, laughing and making jokes. I wanna see it more.” She smiled “Do you need help changing your shirt? You know cause your arms and everything.” You spoke.

You asked that cause you wanted to tease him alittle bit. You should’ve know he liked you from the way he tried to acts around you. He doesn’t act all nonchalant around Beomgyu he acts like a silly guy, and only switches that way when he see a you. He’s so young you just know someone probably told him girls like guys that act that way.

Yeonjun looked at eyes opened wide as he gulped and looked at the shirt. He wanted to say no, not cause he doesn’t want her to touch him but out of nerves but lucky his mouth said the exact opposite. “Yes!.. I-..um you can change my shirt.” He whispered handing you back the shirt. You smiled and took the shirt and his hand leading him to the bathroom right next to you both and turning the light on facing him resting your butt in the counter. You put the clean shirt on the counter and put both your hands on his waist. Your rubbed down his waist till you got to the hime of his shirt slowly bringing the shirt up and over his head.

His heart was pounding so hard he was scared you would hear but of course that was stupid to think, he was just so nervous. And worst off all getting turned on. It was only worse cause he didn’t want you to see his growing boner and be disgusted by him. Even though honestly he’d be even more turned on with you being disgusted by him.

You tossed his shirt in the laundry basket looking at his chest. “Look at that, do you work out?” You spoke. “Y-yes..sometimes.” He spoke bring his hands to his side trying to act normal. You gasped with a smile getting closer. “Can I touch?” You smiled devilish looking him up and down seeing his bulge and staring at it for a moment before looking back up meeting his gaze. He almost could breath bring his hand together and twisting his fingers. “Um..y-es! You can. But t-touch what?” He shuddered. “You’re abs silly what else?” You teased smiling brightly moving your hand and rubbing over his abs awning in amazement. “Wow.” You rubbed up to his pecs immediately going to his nipple lightly grazing it looking at his face for a reaction.

He let out a soft groan and quickly took his lip into his mouth feeling embarrassed at his noise. “S-sorry! I shouldn’t have made that noise. I-I..I..” He stuttered feeling you hands starting to move more quickly over his nipple even giving it a pinch. “Agh! Y/n!” You giggled at his reaction and pulled away. “I didn’t know you’d be so easy to get worked up.” You looked him up and down. “Makes you even more cuter.” You grabbed the clean shirt unfolding it and opened the shirt pulling it over his head.

You decide to act like you didn’t see his probably painful erection even though he has to know you did. He was panting quietly looking at your with lustful eyes. “Its probably time you go it’s getting late. I’ll meet you at the door. Excuse me.” You spoke walking out very closely to him so your hips rubbed against his boner. His eyes rolled and looked up at the ceiling. He couldn’t believe that just happened. You really just played with his nipple, and he wanted more. He wanted you to tease his nipples while riding him. He wanted you to force him to cum inside of you, he wanted so badly for you to slap him around and pitch his nipples more. He wanted so much! But he was so nervous to even suggest doing anything, and you seemed to only wanna tease him. He snapped out his daze walking to the front door seeing you holding his backpack and skateboard. “Th-thank you.” He spoke taking it from you slinging the backpack on his shoulder. “You’re welcome. Hey, don’t ride that thing home, just walk. And I won’t tell beomgyu how you ate concrete.” You joked opening the door. Yeonjun nodded and smiled alittle gripping his skateboard tightly. “Okay I won’t. Thank you again for patching me up and stuff.” He spoke softly with a smile. You smiled and kissed his cheek holding the door for him. He turned and started walking out before turning back to you. “Oh and you’re cute too.”he smirked and looked at before turning back and walking away quickly. You blushed slightly and chuckled and waving him bye. “Thank you.” You closed the door when he got further smiling to yourself.

When Yeonjun made it home, he went straight to his room plopping himself face first on the bed laying on his stomach. He touched his cheek and smiled thinking about how you just kissed his cheek and how he wished you had kissed him more and somewhere else. He put his face back on the bed His hips involuntarily humping the mattress as his mind kept race with more then just the kiss.

He found himself now humping his bed hungrily closing his eyes and imagining you where right there with him. Running your hand through his hair, watching him pathetically trying to cum from dry humping his bed. “Look at that, and you want to fuck me, I bet you’ll barely last humping your bed.” You whispered. His eyes squeezed tight imagining that, his mind was racing so much he imagined if you’d be sweet about it. “Come on, Yeonjun. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum on yourself from this, I know it’ll be so cute!”

He whimpered moving his hips faster his hand sliding under his chest to tease his nipple pinching it. “You’re so fucking gross getting off to me like this.” You spoke with a disgusted face. “That feels good doesn’t it pretty baby! Keep going till you cum all over for me.” Yeonjun couldn’t keep a straight thought just wanting to be inside of you. He knows you’d feel so good. He nodded at his thoughts pushing his top half off the bed and grabbing a pillow pulling it under his stomach and hugging it tightly his hips still moving harshly to rub against his bed.

He now imagined he was fucking you, his face nuzzled into your breast with your legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me stupid slut, I know you can do better!” He started shaking feeling like he was really inside of you trying to move his hips at a pace he’d hope you’d like. “Ugh! you’re amazing pretty baby!” “Does It feel good!? I love you!” He whispered cried out into his pillow. He squeezed the pillow tighter and hated it wasn’t really her. “I want you! I want you so bad! You feel so good.” He cried feeling the warmth in his stomach becoming stronger he was getting closer with each thrust against the bed. “Then give me all your cum you pathetic bitch.” “I want you to! Cum in me please!”

“Okay..okay…I’m cumming! I love you y/n! I love you!” He moaned loudly as the warmth in his stomach despising with a snap sending a wave right through his stomach and body cum shooting out and running into his underwear. He pushed his face into he pillow to muffle his moans kicking his feet up and down. “Agh…fuck..oh my gosh.” He whimpered hugging the pillow tightly slowing his hips down. “Good job Yeonjun! You did so good!” He rested his head on the pillow a moment letting himself slowly come down to reality.

After a couple minutes he sat up fully and looked at the wet spot he had created with a sigh, thinking about how it was such a waste he couldn’t give the cum to you. He looked at the pillow rolling his eye and pushing it away, he probably looked stupid laying here really imagining he was having sex with you when that would never happen.