#PLS HAVE PATIENCE AND IM SO SORRY

[cryiling]

anyways ive decided if deku doesn't get his ass over to bakugo's corpse in the next 2-3 episodes im gonna cave and just read the manga. bc im sorry but i do NOT care abt any of these other fights right now 😭

[placehcld]

I'm gonna say it once ( + add it to the rules ) and that's it: My "villains" are gonna do "villain shit." They're fucking heinous assholes. There won't be any redeeming(TM) for them & most of them don't even have redeeming qualities. I won't apologize for their actions. I will not tone them down. They will, however, have interaction warning(s) & also won't just simply kill your muse or stuff like that. Not only is that disrespectful in collaborative writing but also . . . boring, in my opinion. The only thing that I expect of you, as my writing partner, is that you're aware of this (aka that they are evil). Curate your writing experience as much as you want & also respect the warnings set in place.

[dark-fics-4-you]

whens part 4 comin out?

I dont know yet, i just got dumped and i’m on summer vacation

[avichor]

happy valentine’s day to sapphics

[kalims]

he's a ten but he...

premise. sometimes certain bad habits of theirs make their overall rating just a tad bit lower—besides the fact that they keep doing it.

characters. dorm leaders

content. gender neutral reader

malleus (doesn't have a sense of space)

"look beastie, that flower is a native of ours,"

"I agree mal, but I didn't think you taking up the entirety of my seat will make me see it better,"

he blinks, then shrugs.

like i said, has NO sense of space.

if an average person would make an excuse to constantly be in physical contact with who they admire, then malleus is the complete opposite. well, not entirely but he doesn't even bother to construct an explanation as to why he's literally sat over your seat when you coincidentally get put in a table together.

if you start questioning him about it the most you'll get in a very outright 'because he wanted to.' it's not even one of those sarcastic replies he's 100% serious!

cause he believes there's no use in lying about things to be honest.. to further emphasize that, if he ever acts like he does hold fondness for you that surpasses the platonic meter but doesn't mention it he probably hasn't realized yet.

if he did he'd already walk over and bluntly tell you about it.

(I wish I could be that unbothered.)

lilia thinks it's the cutest thing though. you swear you see flashes of light for a split second from the ceiling but when you look up there's only a suspicious swinging chandelier.

^ totally has his own album full of pictures.

if malleus ever discovers it he won't even be disturbed, probably would ask for a copy 💯

since human lives, and their bodies are so fragile he'd taken it upon himself to protect you from harm. even if it means trailing behind you everywhere way too close for comfort, or standing a bees wing away.

while he is respectful most of the time, he's encouraged if you don't comment. if anything, he seems pleased you dont seem to be bothered! (and it'll get harder to tell him to stop when he's so happy the more you let it happen..)

"child of man, have you slept?"

*starts leaning his body forward, to squint at your eyes.* practically right in front of your face.

"WTF."

not even a warning or anything! but atleast he's concerned?

idia (won't even show up for anything and insists a 'virtual' date is better.')

user: where tf r u??

ghoul666: WDYM? at the dorm?

user: IVE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR 20 MINUTES

unintentionally stood you up 💀

you literally have to tell him that you're waiting for him to arrive at the specified area you discussed where your date would take place but would end up vastly irritated when he questions if you guys even did.

ghoul666: we do??

user: I'm taking my minecraft bed away from urs.

ghoul666: NO PLS

ghoul666: HELLO????

next time you log in minecraft it's probably because he begged you to play, you WILL end up seeing some kind of structure that probably took days to make. that's not even the entire thing cause the inside is entirely decorated to your taste.

in short: he constructed some kind of venue for a wedding.. even changed his skin to wear a tuxedo 😭

though he has sparked your pettiness, hence the ignoring him period. even you have got to admit that it's freaking adorable...

big sign, emphasis on please: Im sorry pls put ur minecraft bed back I can't sleep w/o u and I have to wait entire days for it to turn into morning :(

with what he's built you're sure it's 65% true.

if you do end up forgiving him, few weeks later attempting to schedule another date will only end up in naught.

ghoul666: can we not go there

user: 😐

user: you are testing my patience love

ghoul666: 😓 (he is screeching about the term of endearment part btw KABSJAJSAJA ortho would enter his room very concerned.)

ghoul666: how abt

ghoul666: mimic together? call

user: sighs

user: I'm only agreeing cause I want to spend time with you

queue more screeching from his end that you're completely oblivious to.

the only screeching you're gonna hear though is when you guys do get into call as you play, and it's mainly out of terror when his soul gets sent to the void ascending when the entity pops out of a corner and starts chasing him.

"I GOT THIS. ILL CARRY U THIS IS FINE" *screams again* but really wants to impress you so he pushes through.

unsurprisingly does carry you.

asks to match avatars right after (idia love languange)

vil (frets over you way too much.)

"vil, did you see the chocolate in the freezer?"

"oh, that? I noticed that you've already gone through the ideal number of bars this week so I took it upon myself to make sure you don't go sick on me,"

"I love you but please give it back—"

"I love you too, and no."

disclaimer: he does this for your own good 😜 (average mom excuse.)

looks out for you more than he does for his own dorm residents. everyone is wondering where he ran off to after class, especially since he's the one that scheduled the pomefiore meeting every fridays!

and to think he was the one getting irritated over the more newer first years for being late..

*shows up literally half an hour in*

why you ask? you simply shouldn't have texted him about abandoning your daily walk together through the gardens in favor of catching sleep since you called in sick (you're suspicious if crewel really did go in to check for proof, and not concern.)

vil's really feeling the absolute regret of not checking his phone during classes.. well, he only saw the message which was coincidentally sent like somehow ONE minute after the lecture started and he's only seeing it 59 minutes later.

oh you poor thing!! though the lunch break is short, he has about 5 minutes for a trip to the mirror chamber..

you'd think the 'seen' icon below your message was a weird omen for something you're not sure but it must be doom cause vil is right at the front porch of your crappy dorm. at his own expense?! looking more disheveled than you've seen him before.

if a few stray hairs was disheveled at all. more importantly, he still looked drop dead gorgeous!

you probably looked quite terrible with the blanket draped around your shoulders looking like you just crawled out of your grave, because he looked absolutely mortified at your state.

"oh great sevens.." he looked like he was faint, huffing and fanning himself with his hand. "look at you, why didn't you tell me sooner, darling?"

you blink, swallowing to make your throat less dry but your voice still comes out raspy. "I did, like an hour ago—" without your invitation whatsoever, he steps in. promptly shutting the door behind him (which surprisingly still stands sturdy.)

vil takes a hold of your shoulders before reaching his hands upwards to tilt your face around. "you should have sent earlier," he says. you keep in the comment that you were sleeping during it, and you told him about it during second period so.. "your face is so pale."

you sigh.

"yeah, I just saw. I know, I look hideous right now."

vil frowns at you, stopping to angle your face at him. "don't ever say that. I always find you beautiful even if you are.." he glances at you from face to toe, then back up. "sickly."

"... I feel offended."

"hmph, shush now. let me draw you a bath then I know something that will boost your system."

after much coaxing in his end, you reluctantly take a warm bath in the hopefully hygienic bathroom. true to his word, vil did... concoct something. though it looked pretty the random steam that flew from it was really suspicious.

the residents don't dare to question, except rook of course. who already knew what transpired! :)

epel: 😃 (atleast vil wasn't around.)

"roi du poison~ tell me, tell me! is the trickster well? have you cured them with your love?"

"rook, you have 5 seconds to get out of my face."

rook giggles away.

kalim (thinks money will buy anything, including your forgiveness.)

"here!" there's a suspiciously bright smile on his face as he hands you.. some keys?

you deadpan, jingling it in your hands. it weighs heavy than the average, probably because of the fact that it's literally made of gold. "... kalim what is this?" you emit a sigh, from suspicion and concern.

"a gift!"

"wait why does it say lot 111--"

as you can already, that was an actual, literal house. which you imagine would probably be a lots more grand, and new compared to your old baby ramshackle.

but you do love it despite it's love for falling apart at the most inconvenient of times..

fighting with kalim was rare but it was hard to even argue with him because the notion of disagreements are so bizarre to him that he unintentionally doesn't treat you seriously with your concerns, accidentally downplaying them aaaand now you're upset.

after the ranting to jamil about how you must be busy with a lot, since you haven't even talked to him in the past 2 days. all it took was a side glance to his friend in denial and jamil immediately knew.

"what do you mean they're mad!? D:"

"just.. go apologize, I don't want to get caught up in this."

if his definition of an apology is buying you an entire house...

( ^ it is btw.)

kalim really doesn't mean any harm. he just really wants to sate whatever anger you held for him <- maybe he's overthinking it but it's kalim so he's 99% sure it's his fault! even though it hasn't even been confirmed from your end he'd probably accept it whole heartedly.

he wanted you to talk to him again so badly that he wouldn’t mind showering you with houses... since your living situation doesn't live up to your kindness (sorry ramshackle love u xx)

you know what. he wouldn't even notice he's the reason you're upset at first even though he's been asking around on who put you in that mood. despite himself being the perpetrator but he didn't really know that did he?

the only reason he does is because he assumed you were just because you avoided him like some sort of.. cockroach! (he dislikes those.) and he couldn't take it anymore.

was probably 1 sec away from barging into your dorm which wouldn't take a lot of effort since one ram to the door would probably break it.

bless jamil for jailing all the carpets so kalim doesn't find them.

even if said carpets fling him off when he's riding them.

"kalim, why would you buy a literal house... and you also got a rare address paid--"

"for them! ;D"

"... you do know they'd be more offended by the fact that you'd try to replace that.., ahem. dorm, right?"

"oh... should I buy them a vehicle then?"

you only promise to forgive him once he takes back the keys, and the house entirely...

(grim begged you to keep it, 'house for him apparently.')

azul (keeps trying to offer you discounts thinking it's a good excuse to have you over.)

"I assure you. you'll find no deal better than this."

"I'm not even that hungry for sea food, actually I'm craving some--"

"you're in luck then! ahem, it's 26% off due to a special event for today."

pro tip: keep insisting to eat at other places cause he's gonna keep increasing the discount by 2% until you eventually relent. once, you made him go to the point of 75% off, it's almost hilarious if not for the fact it only worked once.

now he won't go last 50!

ahem. if you look closely you can almost spot tiny cracks accumulating with each denial you respond with, and each increase of his discount. he's grown to be wary about the bullshit 'lucky' promos you just happen to stumble on.

last time you did he practically lost a week's worth of the presumed income he's predicted cause you actually went around and told your first year friends about it... who.. in turn told some, other friends of theirs about it and you could guess.

love must hurt.. and unfortunately it's his wallet wailing.

but azul is not so easily swayed by this! for you have swayed him first! *wink wonk*

but azul has another trick up his sleeve... keeping on roping jade and floyd into it; whom are far too enthusiastic cause finally— something fun to do! someone to bother! not only have you got the most stubborn octopus having frequent suspicious 'deals' but here are his equally suspicious lackeys.

who keeps.. talking about fried octopus..

yeah, you're not sure if preaching about azul’s species is the job they were assigned.

they're fairly easy to point in the right direction anyways. the tweels have always associated you with the word 'fun' so just a little, friendly suggestion from and they were off to their merry way. mortifying every single person you come across with their sudden attachment.

one of their tricks? following you around. and just somehow, every single place you enter is just mysteriously full even though you peered inside and there was like 7 tables empty. what are they hosting? ghosts? spirits?

...

they do look like they've seen some though..

jade rn: "a shame indeed, you must be hungry. why don't we escort you back to monstro lounge?" :)

long story short you can't even reply cause the sleek eel is already guiding you around by the use of his hands on your shoulders. just to make sure you don't stray away from the destination, he says.

"didn't you say that yesterday's promo was like, a one day thing?" you quirk a brow, and you almost fool yourself into thinking he flinched.

azul clears his throat. "well—today is.. the month before you've graced octavinelle with your assistance—"

he praises himself for his quick thinking.

COME ON! it doesn't matter if you're sick of eating stir fried shrimp, or the butter one, or every single dish they serve that includes shrimp! (also do not mention that you ate somewhere else before you just decide to visit his dorm because that establishment just mysteriously got filed a non-legal business report.)

then you've got floyd chasing you around with a fork. which is more terrifying because he's holding it in a notion that would seem like he'd just stab down at you when he catches up with your little goose chase.

it's just.. you're not sure if your stomach could take another bite of the poor food he stabbed into, and is now chasing you around with.

you screech. "JADE PLEASE."

the man shrugs. "it's a free taste."

"AZUL."

"... only on a condition of course."

frankly. it took all the balls he had to actually sputter out the most simplest sentence ever, cause during the time he rehearsed that in front of his mirror it just plagued him with embarrassment but he's getting desperate.

'I'd like to take you out to dinner, somewhere else of course.'

actually, maybe obliterating any possible craving for the food of his lounge just might've been part of his plans to ask you out..?

leona (prevents you from actually being productive via dragging you down to 'nap' every. single. time.)

"I will literally fail if you don't let go of me right now."

"hmph. so what? it's not like failing a grade killed anyone."

"leona just because you've lived through a lot of fails doesn't mean I have to, we're not all rich enough to not finish school."

to which he'd retaliate that all you'd need is to marry him and you'd be set for life.

there is no winning an argument with leona when it comes to his naps. if he states that you're to be next to him as he sleeps, its final. no buts, no retaliations, cause apparently they're all invalid according to him even if you drag him to court.

rhetorically of course, that if its a comical court scene his only statements are; 'well you're wrong', 'who cares', and 'i dont care'. one way or another he's still gonna win you over and now you're fit snugly in his arms, lamenting.

and if crowley chastises you for not doing the errands (via leona's common interference.) the only thing you need to honestly do is to complain to leona about it and suddenly crowley has the kindness to forgive you for your 'laziness' then says something about enjoying your time together?

leona's work no doubt.

you suppose he does has its perks. even if most of it isn't exactly ideal.

if you're being smart then you should give him an ultimatum or something, or bribe him. but... that really has no guarantee to work either cause you're ending up defeated, or just defeated and flustered since he's somehow unconsciously flirty.

at the end of the day you can't really hate him cause the following day you find out he sent an already sleep deprived ruggie to do your work. 'so you can shut your fussing up and let me enjoy you.' he says, and you quote.

it goes something like;

"if i finish my work i'll stick by you all day."

a stready flow of confidence keeps your voice firm as you glower down at the blank-faced leona sat on the grass. he merely tilts his head, raising a brow at you and seemingly pondering from the way his eyes fly to the sky.

you'd think that maybe your plan actually worked but he merely grunts and flops backwards, holding the back of his head with his palms as he laid. and! he ignores you.

...this little greedy man... "why should i care whether or not you finish your work?" he huffs, like the evil, arrogant spawn he is but you can't really defend yourself cause said evil spawn bewitched you so much that you actually still like him.

"because you care about me?"

"...fine," he scowls, releasing a breath you'd mistake for irritation. "then, do you really think i need you to finish your work when i can just keep you right here?"

you sulk. "i'll do anything you want?"

he deadpans as if you said something stupid. "i don't need you to anything else but sit still and be pretty."

...

...

see what i mean about him eventually winning you over? yeah.

next morning there's a rebellion in savanaclaw about overworked residents and ruggie is the head of them.

"he said that he doesn't need you today." <- ruggie, steering you away.

"really?" <- you, confused

riddle (overthinks TOO HARD.)

“I'm just a little busy.”

“I understand,” riddle says.

“I'm just a little busy.” he understands.

“a little busy.” its just… a small thought…

“I'm just busy.” his mind is a hazard at this point. 

for someone as supposedly maintained as riddle—you'd think his mind is as composed as it is organized. like the pens you'd perfectly align in correlation to order of colors, or the neat pile of clothing folded neatly, tucked in some corner in your closet that is farther in since it's used less.

that's just how he is, or at least seems to be. a bundle of organized thoughts, every thought connected to another. a mind too clean to be going on haywire (when he isn't in a particular mood, that is.)

you're just busy. he thinks. you said it yourself, with that agonizingly nice smile that must be sprinkled with some kind of spell from the way it just eradicated all the protests in his throat upon sight. he isn't one to question it, he wants to help but not if you don't ask.

he can only stare with resigned acceptance at your insomnia induced eyes.

but when the curtain of darkness befalls night raven college, even in the comfort of heartslabyul is he still thinking about that thought–and he can’t help but wonder; why exactly are you busy? its not that he’s suddenly hyper aware of your lack of presence since you’ve been attached to the hip the previous week and now you’re just.

…busy…

riddle likes to think of himself as a level-headed, private person. like the boy he raised himself to be and therefore proud of. but its way past 10AM. which is usually the time he sleeps, and let me tell you that he’s never once broke the cycle for years. yet here he is, a frown of frustration present on his face as he wills his mind to sleep.

somehow closing his eyes felt forced, he immediately snapped them open once his mind decides to conjure an image of you even in the darkness his lids offers.

“THIS IS ABSURD.”

and the yell promptly woke up the entire dorm from the ferocity of his scream. (and of course gave them the flashback of their year.)

that night was one of the worst he’s ever had because he woke up with red rimmed eyes and a pounding headache that ensured his bad mood the rest of the day.

everyone noted to steer clear.

and he unknowingly steered clear of yours since you were ‘busy.’

“why are you sulking?” a voice queried, spoken as though they were eating something as they asked. a reprimand rises in his throat, but it all just dies down once his sharp eyes settle on you, slipping into the seat in front of him then raising a brow and the traces of irritation practically evaporates from his eyes.

he feels the need to cough–so he does. “i’m– i’m not.” he clears his throat, avoiding your eyes but still sneaking in glances, something he notes is that you’re still looking everytime he does. (and boring an unimpressed face because he knows you don’t believe him at all.)

guilt rises in his mind, because he feels a slither of annoyance and its the presence of pettiness that bothers him. riddle knows you’re not at fault, just his mind at convincing that you just somehow decided in the span of a day that you might not like him anymore–so he can’t help the bite. 

“why are you here?” a glance not intended to look mean.

“i thought you were busy.” he adds.

your brows raise, he spots your teeth holding your lips back from showing your grin and he feels warm. “what?” he hisses defensively, despite you not even having replied to him yet.

he leans backwards, straightening up in his seat when your chin leans forward, resting on your intertwined fingers. you flash him a smile. 

“mr. rosehearts, are you perhaps… sulking because i’m busy?”

“no!”

silence.

“no.” he repeats, weaker.

“well,” you continue, beaming. “i heard from ace that you were awake the entire night, and that you kept him awake too. are you alright?” 

he sputters. “it wasn’t because of you!”

you snort. “i didn’t even say anything about me.”

so you incline to following riddle around, poking fun at him and still trailing after the seemingly enraged red head because despite his angry protests, demanding you to go away because you’re annoying he keeps glancing back to see if you’ll follow,

so cute…….

[nyangsterz]

.☘︎ ݁˖ LITTLE STUDY BUDDY ── yang jungwon

first part of 'Little Study Buddy' ─ part 1 // part 2

SYPNOSIS. everyone warned jungwon about you—the campus slut with a reputation for wrecking hearts and hooking up with half the student body. still, jungwon, ever the responsible and soft-hearted boy he is decided to give you the benefit of the doubt. but he didn’t expect it to turn into a full-blown temptation.

when you show up late, all smirks and wandering hands, something in him snaps. the calm, sweet jungwon turns cold and biting, his patience unraveling fast. he's not just fighting your distractions—he's fighting the urge to put you in your place. because beneath that polite smile is someone who doesn't tolerate games…

and he's about to teach you a lesson you won’t forget.

PAIRING. non idol! yang jungwon x fem! reader

GENRES. smut!! (mdni), sorta public sex, nerdy jungwon x slutty reader, rough sex, dirty talk, jungwon is hella mean, degradation,a lot of name calling (whore, slut, etc.), jungwon is a yapper, reader is kinda shameless, blowjob, messy, hard dom jungwon, brat tamer jungwon lmk if i missed anything

WORD COUNT. 3.6k

WARNINGS. porn with little plot, unprotected sex (pls be safe yall!!), profanity, explicit sexual content, NOT PROOFREAD

AUTHORS NOTE. ── ★ ˙ฅᨐฅ ̟ !! hey yall!! so this is my first time posting any of my writings so im so sorry if i make any mistakes, english is also not my first language so...lmk if i fuck up. ANYWAYS, i had a lot of fun writing this and i have an idea for a part 2 if this does numbers. ENJOY!!

Jungwon should've known better.

The second you cornered him after class, batting your lashes and asking for “help” with your finals, every red flag in his head waved like hell. But against his better judgment, he agreed to tutor you. He was curious, maybe, or just bored enough to entertain the idea.

He figured he could handle you.

You weren’t anything new to him. He’s heard the stories, hell, he’s listened to his friends brag about your mouth more times than he can count. Most of his friends had their own stories—nights tangled in your sheets, mornings forgotten. He didn’t judge you for it, not really.

But he sure as hell didn’t plan on being your next plaything either.

Now here he was, not even a full twenty-four hours later, sitting alone in a quiet, secluded corner of the library, waiting for you. He’d picked the spot hoping it would help you focus.

“Where the hell are they…?” he muttered, eyes flicking to his phone. 4:37. You were almost twenty minutes late. He was halfway through packing up his books when you finally strolled in—nonchalant, like you hadn’t wasted his time at all.

“Took you long enough,” he muttered, shooting you a tight-lipped smile.

You didn’t apologize—just sat down with that same smug look you always wore, like you knew exactly what you were doing.

It hadn’t even been fifteen minutes, and Jungwon already wanted to slam his head into the table. Nothing he explained seemed to stick. Were you even trying?

Your eyes glazed over every time he spoke, lips parted in that deliberately innocent way, and he was starting to realize—this wasn’t about studying at all.

“Look,” he sighed, rubbing his temple. “Are you even getting the idea at all?”

Then his eyes dropped. Your hand—way too close to his lap.

His jaw clenched. “Can you not put your hand there and focus on what I’m trying to teach?” he snapped, voice low and sharp. “Fuck…”

"Why? Don’t you like it?" you asked, your voice dripping with false innocence as your lips curled into a playful smile.

"Come on, Wonnie~ studying’s so boring, don’t you think?"

You leaned in, letting your body dip just enough to meet his gaze—close, intimate, daring.

"I could show you a much better time..." you whispered, your fingers brushing gently along his thigh, caressing slow and deliberate.

Jungwon's eyes narrowed as he gripped your wrist tightly, yanking your hand away from his lap with a harsh tug. 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, you stupid slut?” Jungwon snarled, his voice sharp and laced with pure contempt.

“I thought you actually wanted to study for once in your miserable life,” he spat, yanking your wrist away from his lap with a harsh grip. “Or was that just some pathetic excuse to get me alone and play your little seduction game—like the desperate whore you are?”

He shoved your hand aside like it disgusted him, his glare burning straight through you.

“Listen closely,” he hissed, voice low and cruel. “I’m not one of your brainless fuck toys you can throw yourself at. I have zero interest in stuffing my cock into your sloppy cunt—no matter how much you beg me for it.”

Every word was brutal, each one meant to slice through your pride like a knife.

Then he leaned back in his chair, arms crossed over his broad chest, eyes narrowing as he looked you over with icy disgust.

“So,” he said slowly, voice calm now—but no less threatening, “are you finally going to shut the fuck up and focus like a decent student? Or do I need to bend you over this table and spank the stupidity out of you until you learn how to behave?”

There was no room left for games. No teasing, no flirting—just a sharp line drawn in the heat between you.

You looked up at Jungwon, then down again—like you couldn’t decide whether to feel ashamed or just pretend to be. Finally, you turned your head away with a frustrated flick, as if his coldness had actually stung.

You knew what you looked like. You were pretty—hot, even. People could call you a slut, a tease, a brainless whore... and maybe some of it wasn’t so far off.

But no one, not even your worst enemies, could say you were ugly. And you’d long since mastered how to use that to your advantage.

Jungwon’s scowl faltered, just for a second, at the sight of your meek little act. The way your eyes welled up, how you glanced away like you were ashamed. But the softness didn’t last.

He scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. “Oh, spare me the performance,” he sneered. “You really think a pout and some fake tears are enough to convince me you’re anything more than a brainless little slut?”

His eyes dragged over your body slowly, deliberately—taking in every curve with a gaze that felt more dissecting than appreciative. “You’re not the first pretty face who’s tried to seduce me,” he muttered, voice low and cold, “and you sure as hell won’t be the last.”

He leaned back, arms crossed, his expression hard. “So, are you finally going to focus on the damn lesson? Or am I going to have to find a more... motivational way to make you behave?”

His eyebrow arched, the threat in his voice laced with something darker—something dangerous.

You scoffed, the meek little act slipping off like a mask. Your lips curled into a smirk, eyes gleaming with mischief.

“You’re different from the other guys, Wonnie,” you purred, voice low and sultry. “I like that.”

Without hesitation, you climbed onto his lap, straddling him with ease as your gaze raked over his body—slow, hungry, deliberate. Then your eyes met his, locked and daring, lips parted just slightly.

“Okay,” you whispered, your voice dripping with playful defiance. “I’ll pay attention.”

Your long, decorated nails trailed down his chest, slow and teasing, your fingers drawing lazy patterns against the fabric of his shirt.

“So… what kind of motivation method did you have in mind?” you asked, wide-eyed and innocent in the most dangerous way.

Jungwon’s eyes darkened the moment you straddled his lap, your body pressed flush against his. His hands shot up, gripping your wrists firmly—tight enough to make you still, but not enough to hurt. His jaw clenched as he stared into your wide, unblinking eyes.

“Careful,” he muttered, voice low and dangerous. “You’re playing a game you don’t know the rules to.”

His gaze flicked downward, watching your fingers dance along his chest, your decorated nails grazing over the fabric like you knew exactly what you were doing. He squeezed your wrists harder, pulling your hands away from him with a sharp tug, then leaned in—his lips brushing just beside your ear, his breath warm and heavy.

“You really want motivation?” he whispered, almost mockingly. “Because I can give it to you. I’ll bend you over this table and keep you there until you stop acting like a brat and start acting like a student.”

You could feel the tension vibrating off him—controlled, focused, intense. His voice was calm, but it carried weight. Promise. Threat.

“I don’t care how pretty you are. If you can’t sit still and learn, I’ll make sure the only thing you remember from this session is how it felt to be put in your place.”

He pulled back slightly, eyes locked with yours. There was no room left for games—only a challenge, one that made your pulse quicken.

With every harsh word that left Jungwon’s mouth, heat pooled low in your belly—warm, aching, impossible to ignore. You bit your lip, desperately holding back the soft moans threatening to slip out after each sentence. Your body shifted in his lap, restless and needy, reacting to his voice like it was a command carved straight into your skin.

Your breath quickened, shallow and shaky, as your eyes glazed over with a hazy mix of arousal and anticipation. You could barely meet his gaze, not from shame—but from how dizzying the tension had become.

“Wonnie~” you finally whimpered, your voice breathless and soaked in need, high and sweet like a plea.

Jungwon's grip on your wrists tightened as he felt you squirming in his lap, your breathy whimpers filling the air. He leaned back slightly, a wicked smirk playing at the corner of his mouth as he took in your flushed cheeks and clouded eyes. 

"Listen to you, getting all hot and bothered from me just talking dirty to you. You really are a pathetic slut, aren't you?" He taunted, his voice dripping with disdain.

Jungwon's hands slid up your arms, gripping your shoulders tightly as he pulled you flush against his chest. He could feel the swell of your ample breasts pressing against him, your hardened nipples straining against the thin fabric of your tank top. 

"Tell me, you brainless whore, is this what you want? To be manhandled and used like the fuck toy you are?" Jungwon's smirk grew wider as he felt your body trembling with anticipation. 

"Because I can give you exactly what you're craving. I can fuck you so hard, so deep, you'll be ruined for any other man. Is that what you need?" He growled, his hips grinding up slightly to press his hardening bulge against your core.

The moment you felt his bulge press against your core, a soft, involuntary moan slipped past your lips, your body reacting before your mind could catch up. Your breath hitched, sharp and shaky, and your fingers dug into his shoulder—tight, almost clawing for something to hold onto.

“Please… Wonnie,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need, barely more than a whimper.

You bit your lip hard as you ground your hips down against him, chasing even the smallest bit of friction. Every movement sent sparks through you, your body trembling with how badly you needed more. The tension was unbearable—thick, hot, and impossible to escape.

You looked up at him, eyes glassy, pleading—wordless, but loud with desire.

Jungwon let out a low, dark chuckle as he felt you grinding desperately against his hardening bulge, your needy moans filling his ears. 

"Please what, you brainless whore? Please fuck you stupid until you can't think straight?" He taunted, one hand sliding down to grab your ass roughly, squeezing the plump flesh.

With a sudden, sharp movement, Jungwon stood up, easily lifting you with him. He carried you over to a near empty group study room.

As he suddenly picked you up, you gasped and your arms instinctively went to hug his neck in shock. Your face buried in his neck. You giggled in between my desperate quiet moans.

Before you could react, he threw you down and bent you over the table, pressing your upper body down against the cool surface.

You gasped and moaned even louder as you flung your head to look at him from behind with an anticipating smile.

Jungwon's hand slid under your short short skirt, pushing your panties aside to expose your dripping slit. He ran a finger along your folds, feeling the slick heat coating his digit. 

You felt his fingers digging into you and moaned slightly "mmhh... won"

"Fuck, you're already so wet, you desperate whore. You really are gagging for my cock, aren't you?" He growled, pressing a finger inside your tight entrance.

Jungwon quickly undid his pants, freeing his large, veiny cock. It sprang out, slapping against your ass with a lewd thwack. The thick head was already drooling with pre-cum, the shaft pulsing and throbbing with need.

as you felt his hard big dick smacking your ass, your ass squirmed in anticipation and moaned

"Fuck won... Your so big" you teased, gasping and giggling.

"Hmmm, yeah you like that? You slut." he growled as his hands found your ass, kneading it harshly. Without warning, Jungwon smacked your ass, a loud noise echoing through the room.

He moved his hands to gripped your hips tightly and thrust forward, burying his massive cock deep inside your soaked cunt with one brutal stroke.

You immediately moaned loudly, almost a scream. Your body tensing up and your eyes instinctively closing in pleasure

"Fuuuckkk..." you said as you felt your body slowly calming down slightly.

He groaned at the tight, wet heat engulfing his shaft, his hips slapping against your ass as he hilted inside you.

"Take it, you cock hungry slut. Fucking take my dick like the whore you are." Jungwon snarled, immediately setting a hard, fast pace as he began to pound into your needy hole.

You barely got used to it. He immediately set a hard and fast pace and pounded harshly. You felt your own ass reddening over his hard thrusts.

A loud moan left your lips, you could feel your mind clouding in pleasure

"Yes yes yes" you repeatedly said, "Wonnie... please.. yess- fuck- feels so good, ur soo good" you said delirious, as if you were drunk on his cock.

Jungwon grunted as he felt your tight walls clenching and fluttering around his pistoning cock, your desperate moans and whimpers spurring him on.

He gripped your hips harder, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he pounded into you with brutal, animalistic fervor.

"That's right, take my fucking cock like the eager little cock sleeve you are. Your hungry cunt is gripping me so fucking tight." Jungwon growled, punctuating his words with a particularly hard thrust that had you seeing stars. 

"You love this, don't you slut? Love having your greedy hole stretched out and filled by a real man's dick?"

your eyes going to the back of your head, as you moaned louder and louder in pleasure

"Yes won, I love your cock so much, I'm a slut wonnie, I'm ur slut" you said in a slight mumble. your cunt gripping impossibly more onto his cock.

He slid a hand up your back, gripping your hair and wrenching your head back as he leaned down to snarl in your ear. 

Your back arched further and a moan left your lips. You could feel your own release coming,

"Won im gonna cum, im cumming, please, feelsh sho good" You screamed loudly, as your eyes closed instinctively. Your face scrunching, a loud moan rose from your throat, every thrust he gave.

"Yeah, just like that. Scream for me, whore. Let everyone know who this cunt belongs to now. Let them hear what a desperate, cock-drunk slut you are for me." Jungwon's hips never faltered, slamming into you with enough force to rattle the table beneath you.

Jungwon's balls slapped obscenely against your clit with every thrust, the wet squelching and slapping sounds of their fucking filling the room.

The musky scent of sex and sweat permeated the air as Jungwon rutted into you like a man possessed, determined to ruin you for anyone else.

He could feel his release approaching, the telltale tingling building at the base of his spine. With a harsh grunt, he slammed into you one last time before burying himself to the hilt, his thick cock pulsing and throbbing as he emptied his heavy load deep inside your spasming cunt.

Your eyes fluttered open, only to roll back as your mouth fell open in a breathless gasp. Cunt gripping and fluttering on his cock as you felt his cum filling your insides. You trembled as you felt your release coming over you and a loud moan escaped your mouth. The noise falling from your mouth, unrestrained and raw.

"Fuck, take my cum you brainless bitch. Fucking take every last drop like the cum dumpster you are." Jungwon groaned, his hips jerking and twitching as spurt after spurt of his hot seed painted your insides white.

Jungwon's chest heaved as he caught his breath, his softening cock still buried deep inside your dripping cunt.

Shivers racked through you as you slowly pulled yourself back together. Your body began to come down, the rush fading into a warm, hazy stillness.

He looked down at your disheveled form, a smug smirk playing on his lips as he took in the sight of you trembling and moaning through your intense orgasm.

"That's it, cum on my fucking cock like the desperate slut you are. Milk my dick with this greedy cunt." He growled, giving a few more shallow thrusts as your walls fluttered and clenched around him.

As you slowly recovered and slid off his cock, Jungwon grunted at the sudden emptiness. But his smirk only grew wider as he watched you eagerly grab his sensitive shaft, stroking and licking at the mix of your combined juices coating his skin.

You licked and stroked his cock as you moaned and whined on it, your eyes closed, basking in the taste of yourself on his softening cock.

He tangled his fingers in your hair, gripping the strands tightly as he pulled your head back, forcing you to look up at him.

"Look at you, so fucking eager to clean my cock like the dirty slut you are. You can't get enough, can you?" Jungwon taunted, his voice a low, dark rumble. A groan left his lips as he threw his head back in pleasure.

You took his cock and slapped it on your own cheeks, lulling your tongue, His head lowering down meeting your insatiable gaze and the mess you were underneath him.

"Is this what you wanted, you filthy cock sleeve? To have your face painted with the proof of what a dirty whore you are?"

A breathy giggle left your swollen lips, the feeling of your spit and your combined fluids sticking to your face making you giddy.

Jungwon's eyes flashed with cruel amusement as he watched you giggle and moan around his sensitive flesh, your tongue lolling out obscenely. 

"Such an obedient little cock warmer, so desperate to please" He purred, the dark promise in his words sending a shiver down your spine.

You felt your cunt fluttering and gripping against nothing as you continued to put his hardening dick back in your mouth and sucking him off.

"Come on wonnie~ u have more right? cum on my face baby." you said as you stroke his cock and continued to deepthroat him

Jungwon's eyes darkened with lust and cruel amusement as he watched you eagerly deepthroating his sensitive cock, your throat convulsing around his thick shaft. He smirked at your teasing words, giving your hair a sharp tug in warning.

"Oh, you want me to cum on your slutty face, you brainless whore? Want me to mark you as my personal fuck toy in front of everyone?" Jungwon growled, his hips starting to piston forward as his cock began to harden and lengthen again inside your hot mouth.

He fucked your face with brutal, animalistic fervor, slamming his thick cock into your throat over and over. The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room as Jungwon used your mouth like a cheap fleshlight.

You felt his hands gripping your hair impossibly harder and forcing you to swallow his thick cock. You gagged on his cock filling up your throat, restricting your airway. Your eyes rolling back as you tried to pull away from him, but he didn’t loosen his hold—his fingers still tangled tightly in your hair. Pressing you further down his length.

You slapped his thigh repeatedly as you could feel yourself drowning on his cock. With a groan he released your head, you threw yourself off him for a gasp of air and laughed breathlessly

"Fuck, ur so big for a nerd." You teased.

"Shut up." He growled lowly with a harsh grunt, gripping your hair tightly as he stroked his throbbing shaft. He aimed the flared head at your face, the angry red flesh pulsing and twitching as he neared his release.

"Open wide, you dirty slut. Stick out that whorish tongue and let me paint your pretty face with my cum." Jungwon snarled, his voice dripping with cruel, degrading lust.

You opened your mouth and closed your eyes anticipating for his cum to hit your face.

With a strangled groan, he erupted, thick ropes of hot, sticky seed erupting from his cock. Jungwon's cum splattered across your cheeks and tongue, the pearly essence dripping down your chin and neck as he marked you as his personal fuck toy.

You moaned at the feeling of his cum hitting your face. Jungwon loomed over your cum-splattered form, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

As his cum came to a stop, you opened your eyes and looked up at him as you wiped his cum with your finger and pushed it towards your mouth and sucked it off your finger and released it with a pop

"Mmm.. taste so good" you said, breathless and giggling.

He watched with a smug, satisfied smirk as you eagerly sucked his seed off your finger, your breathless giggles music to his ears.

"That's right, taste my cum. Get used it, cause you'll be having a lot more of it from now on." Jungwon said with a dark chuckle, his tone dripping with cruel promise.

He tucked himself back into his pants, not bothering to wipe the lingering remnants of your mixed essence from his softening cock. Jungwon knew he would be using your holes again and again, marking you inside and out as his personal fucktoy.

Leaning down, he gripped your chin tightly, forcing you to meet his intense, piercing gaze. 

"You're mine now, understand? This slutty body belongs to me. I'll fuck you whenever and however I want, and you'll take it like the desperate whore you are. Got it?" Jungwon growled, his eyes flashed with possessive lust.

He released your chin with a sharp tug, standing up straight and towering over your smaller form. 

"Now, get dressed and meet me back at my dorm room in an hour. I'm not done breaking in my new fucktoy just yet." Jungwon ordered, turning to head for the door. 

to be continued...?

AUTHORS NOTE. ── ★ ˙ฅᨐฅ ̟ !! hey so u made it to the end, congrats!! thank you for reading my shitty writing that i made at 3 in the morning lolz. im thinking of writing a part 2 to this, im also thinking of making a psycho heeseung x nurse reader au or enemies with benefit ni-ki or maybe something fluffy in the future. so if you would like to see that i could make a tag list. ANYWAYS thank you sm for reading, i hoped u enjoyed it , and got off lol. TOODLES!

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[luvkyu]

babygirl ( kim mingyu ) part two

synopsis : it's been a while since you and mingyu made it official. now, he's eager to take a new step with you.

content : 4.8k words, male reader, fluff/smut 18+!!, baby/babe petnames, power bottom reader, first time together, handjob (gyu doesn't last long lmao), oral, face fucking, lots of praise, consent checks, fingering, a little chest play, anal, mating press, aftercare, written w/o the use of condoms but safe sex is implied at the beginning

note : alright, i only went through this once to edit it so sorry if i missed anything. but anyways i basically always post fluff so enjoy the smut!! idk when it'll happen again!!!!

minors go away pls,, im serious lmao

part one

mingyu stared at you from across the table. his cheek was propped up against his hand and his back was slouched. he watched your eyes in fascination. they were locked on your laptop screen, darting here and there while your hands typed away. your eyebrows kept furrowing again and again, which mingyu found amusing to watch.

the two of you had taken things pretty slowly with your new relationship. being friends first, it took some time to get used to things and relearn how you fit together. if you were honest, you couldn't believe you hadn't seen mingyu's feelings for you sooner. his continued patience and understanding made you realize just how invested he was in you.

"i gotta get going soon. i have a lecture to get to," you finally broke the peaceful silence.

mingyu nodded, hiding the small frown on his lips. he knew you'd have to go eventually.

"okay, that's fine," he replied. "could i come over tonight?"

you finally looked up from your computer to see mingyu gazing at you with hope flickering in his eyes.

"sure, yeah. i didn't have any plans so that sounds great. we can watch a movie or play games or something if you want."

mingyu nodded and looked down at his hands.

"..well, i meant could i stay the night?" he clarified. you watched him play with his fingers, a shy smile on his lips. you quietly laughed to yourself. he was too cute.

"are you asking me if we can have sex tonight?"

mingyu's eyes went wide. he looked around to make sure no one in the coffee shop heard you.

"don't say it so carelessly!"

you chuckled again, "you're the one who brought it up!"

"yeah, but i was trying to be subtle," he whispered as he tried to hide his own laughter.

"mingyu, we've literally already talked about sex. and we already went to the doctor together."

"well, yeah, but it hasn't happened yet.. we only talked about being safe and.. about what we like," he said bashfully, "and i didn't wanna make you uncomfortable if it's not the right time yet."

you looked back at your computer, blushing.

"..why are you so sweet?" you muttered. mingyu's smile grew as he watched the pink tint on your cheeks darken.

"i really don't mind waiting. i just wanted to ask y-"

"babe," you stopped him. "i'll see you at my place tonight."

you didn't think you'd ever seen mingyu smile so big. his pretty canines showed before he looked down at his hands again.

you started to pack your things and stand up with your bag over your shoulder. you leaned over him and gave him a quick kiss.

"text me whatever time works for you?" he asked as you began to part from him.

"i will. see you later, gyu."

an eager smile curved on mingyu's lips as he walked to your front door. he could feel his steps speeding up involuntarily, excited by just the thought of seeing you.

he knocked a couple times on your door, but it remained closed, and he couldn't hear any movement from inside either. he double checked the time. it was around eight o'clock - the time you had agreed on in your texts.

confused and a little worried even, mingyu let himself into your place instead of waiting. he figured it would be unlocked - you were terrible at remembering to lock it.

"y/n?" mingyu called softly. still nothing. he frowned and walked further in search of you.

"y/nnnn.." mingyu stopped when he got to your bedroom. your room was dark, but still lowly lit with a few candles you had placed around. he smiled when he finally saw you curled up on your bed, sleeping in the hoodie that he left last time.

"dummy. why didn't you get under the covers," mingyu mumbled. he was about to get a spare blanket, but stopped when you started to stir and your eyes opened drowsily.

"oh, hi baby," you greeted quietly upon seeing him. mingyu grinned at you, moving to sit on the other side of the bed. "sorry, i drifted off after i took a shower earlier," you explained.

mingyu just shook his head at the apology. he got settled beside you, sitting and just staring at you with a smitten smile. he looked at the hoodie that draped over your shoulders and torso, then the thin shorts that laid underneath.

"looks good on you," he complimented as he tugged on the bottom of the hoodie. his hand slowly let go and trailed down to your thigh instead, mesmerized by you.

he watched you then stand up to stretch a bit after your accidental nap. you stretched your arms up and stood on your tip-toes, letting out a quiet groan. mingyu couldn't look away. the hoodie lifted just over your lower stomach and your leg muscles flexed.

"god," mingyu muttered, "you drive me crazy.." he was sure his ears were completely red by now, and he could feel some heat begin to rush toward his crotch. he felt pathetically desperate.

"what?" you asked while letting your arms fall back to your sides. you were still a little out of it, sleepy and cloudy eyed. mingyu flopped down onto the pillows with a heavy sigh.

"i'm just.. really into you."

you smiled and got back on the bed, climbing onto mingyu's lap to straddle him. his head instantly jerked up as his eyes went wide.

"good thing i'm your boyfriend then, huh?" you teased, sifting your hands through his hair. mingyu could only nod and look up at you.

you could tell from the way his mouth drifted open just the slightest bit that he was dying for a kiss. the look in his eyes was growing more impatient by the second. you slowly leaned down, your torsos pressing against each other, and let your lips hover over his. you stayed in place for a minute to enjoy the view of your boyfriend underneath you. before your lips could touch at all, you sat back up straight on his lap. mingyu groaned helplessly.

"y/nnn.." he complained.

"hm?"

mingyu let out a huff of air and stared at the ceiling.

"what is it, baby?"

"..i don't know how much longer i can stay like this," he admitted. he continued to stare at the ceiling to avoid your eyes.

a small smirk formed on your face as you started moving your hips against his. you went slow, watching mingyu's face change in pleasure. his own hips lifted upwards just the tiniest bit in an embarrassing need for more. his hands shifted from your thighs to your backside, trying to urge you to move faster.

"better?" you asked.

"mm.." mingyu didn't know if he meant yes or no, he could barely form words in his head let alone out loud.

you looked down at his grey sweatpants and moved a little faster. seeing his erection fighting against the fabric of his pants made your mind foggy.

mingyu let out a quiet moan when your hands slid beneath his t-shirt and gently moved along his chest. your hands were a little cold, it made his stomach tense up and his mouth fall open a bit more. when your fingers barely missed his nipples, the faintest whimper escaped his lips. you smiled at the reaction.

"sorry, gyu. you're just really cute all worked up like this."

mingyu tried to ignore the blush creeping up on his cheeks again.

"..keep going, please."

you smiled at the breathy words you finally got out of him. your hips were moving faster with his now, grinding against each other at a matched speed. mingyu's gaze kept going to you, watching almost in awe. seeing the tent in your shorts was getting him all the more worked up.

your hands soon traveled back down his chest and waist before settling firmly on his clothed cock. mingyu felt his heart skip a beat, meeting your eyes again.

"can i?" you asked. mingyu instantly nodded, causing you to pull the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers down. you took his wet length in your hand and started stroking. he finally gave up and let his head completely fall back onto his pillow, mouth agape and letting all his softest sounds out. maybe he'd been waiting for this longer than he realized.

"just like that.." mingyu's voice was quiet. he shut his eyes as he breathed heavily and enjoyed the attention he was getting. before he knew it, he was thrusting into your hand, losing the embarrassment he'd felt earlier.

you could tell mingyu was close already. from the way his eyebrows furrowed, to the way his fingers curled tightly around the hemline of your shorts, to the way his dick twitched and throbbed as you kept pumping him faster. you found it cute how quickly he could get off when it was you handling him.

"almost there, baby?" you asked, watching some of his pre slide down your fingers.

"g-god, yes..!"

you worked your hand faster around him, bringing your other hand down to fondle his balls. you leaned over him again to finally give him the kiss he'd been wanting. your lips moved sloppily, both of you still focused on the handjob you were giving.

you then pulled away from his mouth and looked down at him with a drunken smile.

"gonna be a good boy and cum for me?"

it was over for mingyu the second he heard those words leave your mouth. he wasn't even able to utter some kind of verbal answer. his back arched and he let out a loud moan as ropes of cum shot onto his stomach, some dribbling down your hands.

you watched mingyu's stomach rise and fall with his unsteady breathing. his groans died down with his high before your hand finally came to a stop. mingyu couldn't speak, he could only close his eyes and try to catch his breath. you smiled proudly while you unmounted his legs and watched the cum seep into his white t-shirt.

"sorry i should've taken your shirt off, gyu."

mingyu shook his head while sitting up. "it's just a shirt," he replied as he smiled and took your face in his hands, kissing you deeply.

"i can't stop smiling," he whispered, his beaming smile forcing him to stop kissing you. "still wanna keep going?"

you nodded and resumed kissing in what became a messy make-out. mingyu shakily began discarding his sweatpants and boxers, followed by his your hoodie. your hands traveled to his waist and under his shirt again before taking it off completely. he got chills as he felt you pull the shirt over his head, and then admire his tanned skin and perfect muscles.

"you're so pretty, baby," you complimented. you kneeled in between his legs as he sat on your bed. he looked up at you with blushing cheeks while your hands went through his wavy locks.

mingyu's hands caressed your legs, the two of you just gazing at each other in content. his hands ran up and down your thighs again before sneaking up your shorts. his brows twitched upwards in intrigue when he realized you weren't wearing anything underneath the thin piece of clothing.

"no underwear?"

you shook your head, "i figured it'd just slow us down."

mingyu laughed quietly at that response. you certainly weren't wrong. he slid your shorts down and finally laid eyes on your naked form. you continued to look down at him until noticing his longing stare at your half hard length.

"what is it, gyu?"

mingyu swallowed hard. he looked up at you with eyes you'd never seen from him.

"can i suck you?"

your dick immediately jumped at such a question. you mumbled some inaudible curse word and nodded, watching your boyfriend's attention go right back to your cock as he began to stroke you slowly.

you let out small sighs and moans as you watched him become entranced in what he was doing. before long, his mouth hovered over your cock as he looked up at you, as if asking for permission again.

"go ahead, baby."

mingyu smiled before taking you in his mouth. he didn't start slow either. he took as much of you down his throat as he could, tongue massaging your skin.

"fuck-!" you felt your body take a screenshot. your nails dug into the skin of his shoulders as you knelt in front of him.

you had never seen mingyu like this before. his attention was completely fixed on pleasing you. his eyelids looked heavy and he seemed to just keep moving his head faster. before you knew it, you could hear the wet sounds of his mouth and see some saliva slide down his chin.

"holy shit, mingyu," you moaned as your mouth fell agape. you could feel your hips start to snap forward, but you stopped yourself. you pushed mingyu's hair back, bringing him to look up at you again as he deep throated you.

"fuck, that's good.." your head fell back as you closed your eyes and let him work you. all his pretty, muffled moans paired with the lewd sounds of his mouth on your drenched cock would sooner than later be enough to break you.

mingyu pulled off of your dick after another second. his eyes drooped closed as he sat back and tried to breathe.

"you okay, baby?"

mingyu nodded, "just need a second."

"okay, take your time," you comforted.

you decided to take a rest as well. despite mingyu's otherworldly blowjob, your knees were starting to kill you from kneeling in the same spot. you moved to sit on the edge of your bed and propped yourself up with your hands. your cock still stood tall, glistening with mingyu's saliva.

after a minute, you felt mingyu's weight shift on the mattress. you turned to see him getting off of your bed and instead get in front of you on the floor. he gave you a mischievous smile and leveled himself with your crotch.

"babe," mingyu started, "you know you can fuck my face right?" he smiled again when your dick twitched at the question. he slowly started to take you in his mouth again, all while keeping intense eye contact with you.

"..are you sure?" you asked. mingyu nodded, taking you deeper.

"shit." you tangled your hands in his hair again and watched your cock disappear into his mouth. "just tap out if it becomes too much, okay?"

mingyu only moaned in response. he closed his eyes as you began to thrust into him. if you were honest, you were afraid of hurting him, but he seemed perfectly fine. excited even. you looked down at him with cloudy eyes and mouth fallen open yet again. the bed started to move and creak quietly as your thrusts quickened. you tightened your grip on his hair and let out a loud moan at the feeling of your cock hitting the back of his throat.

"fuck, you're taking me so well, gyu.." you were getting way too close, and you knew he could feel it. you pulled out of his mouth and let go of his hair while giving him a soft smile. mingyu didn't waste any time though. his hand instantly went to your leaking cock and started pumping you.

you fell back a bit onto the mattress, eyebrows knitting together and hips bucking up into his hand. you came with a loud groan and a yell of his name. you couldn't bother to worry about where your cum landed, you just let your boyfriend finish you off.

mingyu stood up with a proud smile and hovered over your laying body, giving you a short kiss. he then went off to your bathroom and came back with a wet rag to clean both of yourselves up.

"babe," you called softly. mingyu met your eyes as he wiped your body down.

"hm?"

"if i had known you could suck dick like that.."

mingyu chuckled. "what? you would've locked it in with me years ago?"

you laughed and nodded. mingyu couldn't help but blush. he stood in front of you and began wiping himself down from earlier. you watched him in intrigue. he was just so perfect. when he finally looked up and caught you staring, he instantly looked away with an embarrassed smile.

"stop looking at me," he mumbled. you could've sworn you heard a faint giggle leave his lips.

"okay, sorry babygirl," you responded sarcastically.

mingyu rolled his eyes at the nickname. he turned away from you completely to hide his flustered state.

"babe, you literally just let me fuck your face. but now you get all shy when all i'm doing is looking at you?"

mingyu finally turned back to give you a side eye. he huffed dramatically and set the rag down before joining you back on your bed, laying beside you.

"and it might be your first and last from me if you're not careful."

you laughed before pressing your lips into a thin line, showing him they were 'zipped'. mingyu nodded in approval.

"in all seriousness," you began again, "that really was amazing. i'm sorry it took us so long to do this kind of stuff. i just.. i like going slow."

mingyu shook his head, "don't apologize. i'd wait even longer for you. i want you to feel comfortable with me.. and safe with me."

you rolled over a little to face him better. your hand reached over to cup his cheek, thumb grazing over his skin. his eyes were locked on yours as his lips stretched into another idiotic smile.

"i've never known a man like you, gyu."

mingyu felt every part of him tingle. he leaned in to connect your lips again. your kisses started off slow and soft, as if pouring out every emotion you had for each other. but each kiss got more intense and sensual. he slowly climbed on top of you as your tongues met messily.

as he hovered over you, you realized he looked even bigger and broader this way. his arms flexed and his hair fell out of place, his pretty skin glistened with the finest layer of sweat, and his knee settling in between your legs was getting more and more dangerous.

mingyu stopped kissing you after realizing you were a little distracted. he continued to hover over you with concerned eyes.

"are you okay?"

"hm? yes! sorry.. was just, um.."

his hand came up to gently hold your cheek. "what is it?"

you smiled, "i was just admiring you."

"ah, i see," mingyu chuckled. "you were checking out how hot your boyfriend is, right?"

you rolled your eyes at him. although he was right on the money, he was still a dork. you wrapped your hand around the back of his neck and brought him back down to keep kissing you.

his lips started to travel down from your lips to your neck, his knee finally pushing up against your dick. your mouth fell open at the feeling. mingyu could've sworn he even heard the faintest whine manage to escape from you, and it just about drove him insane. he didn't bother to keep going slow, he chose a spot on your neck to suck and bite while his knee rubbed against your cock.

by the time you were fully hard again, your whimpers and heavy breaths were fueling mingyu's ego completely. he moved your legs to hook around his waist before crashing back into your lips as if he'd been starving for them. his hands caressed around your hips and down to your ass.

"you have lube right?" he asked with staggered breaths. you nodded and pointed to the drawer of your nightstand, to which he left the warmth of your leg lock to reach for.

you watched him pour the lube onto his fingers before bringing his hand down to your backside. he carefully began to spread the substance around before inserting a finger.

"is this still okay?" he asked softly. you couldn't stop the moan that left your lips. and if that didn't answer his question, you still nodded and managed to utter out a 'keep going' in between the sighs of pleasure.

mingyu's lips were on yours again before you knew it. his body felt warm and safe, and the constant, loving kisses as he took his time working you open added a level of intimacy that you didn't think you'd felt before.

you realized that your eyes had been closed for a while. you finally opened them to meet mingyu's gaze. he smiled at you, giving you another kiss. he had three fingers in you now, scissoring and thrusting as he soothingly rubbed the skin of your thigh with his free hand.

"i'm gonna keep stretching you. just let me know when you're good, baby," mingyu said again. you nodded while his lips traveled back down to your neck. you could see his dick hovering over your own. it made your stomach turn in excitement.

mingyu pulled his fingers away from your stretched hole, about to add more lube when you spoke up.

"..i'm good now, gyu."

mingyu looked at you, "are you sure? i can prep you more."

you only shook your head and gave him a dazed smile. you watched his composure straighten out as he grabbed the lube again to start coating his cock. a dumb, eager, smitten smile was stuck on his face again, but you still found it adorable. how someone so impossibly hot could also be so disgustingly cute was beyond you.

"you look so good like this, gyu," you complimented. you rested your arms over your head as you watched him stroke himself. he was getting all flustered again.

"are you seriously talking about me when i have you laying under me like this? all spread out and ready for my cock."

alright, he clocked you.

"..shit, don't talk like that, i might cum on the spot."

"noted." he kissed you one more time and lined himself up with your entrance. your legs naturally wrapped around him again before he began to enter you. his eyes instantly shut as he bit his lip in an effort to hold back his groans. he then took both of your hands and raised them above your head, tightly intertwining your fingers against the sheets.

he stopped to let you adjust before looking at you with glossy eyes. "still okay?"

you nodded quickly in response. squeezing his hands in yours, you lifted your head up to kiss him passionately. it was in that moment that it really hit you - mingyu may be your baby, but he was still a hunk who was realistically much stronger than you.

"keep going, baby," you told him. "you're doing so good for me."

a small moan left mingyu's lips as he let his hips snap forward a little too much. his forehead fell into the curve of your neck, his cock a little more than halfway into you now.

"..you feel so good," he whimpered into your skin.

your staggered breathing filled his ears as he tried to keep still, scared of hurting you if he pushed into you any further. you kept whispering praises to him as you let go of his hands and instead began to caress his arms and back.

"you can keep moving, gyu. i'm okay."

he didn't need to be told again. he looked down and watched as his cock disappeared all the way inside you. he smiled when he earned a guttural moan from you.

"..that's it, baby," you mumbled, voice a little weak.

mingyu finally began to steadily slide in and out of you. he littered kisses all along your neck and down to your chest by your collarbones.

"fuck, that's good, gyu.. faster."

you heard a grunt from him as he gripped the sheets and started to pound into you. the quick change from gentle to rough made your mouth fall agape for the nth time that night. your legs became weak, falling wider to the sides around mingyu.

you could feel the bed moving with him, his thrusts just getting harder and rougher. you let your head fall back as more moans spilled out. the veins in his arms were popping and his pecs bounced with every thrust. you let your hands wander to his chest, squeezing as you fell into a trance. he looked down at your hands and smirked.

"like my chest, baby?"

you could barely put a sentence together. you just nodded and kept touching him as he fucked you.

mingyu soon needed more of you. he paused to move your legs, bending them up against your body and hooking them over his shoulders. the stretch made you choke out a whimper as he resumed his thrusts.

"m-mingyu..!"

he smirked again as he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head. "what? you like when i fuck you silly like this?" he taunted between grunts.

you nodded frantically, muttering out 'yes's under your breath. your eyes were glassed over, mouth still hanging and hole clenching around him. the sounds of skin slapping and your bed beginning to creak again just drove mingyu to go harder.

"right there-!" you suddenly yelled out just as you saw stars. "right there, baby!"

both of your moans filled the bedroom, mingyu drilling into your prostate. you met his eyes - his gaze was intense. but you couldn't hold the contact for much longer. soon, your eyes rolled back up to just stare at the ceiling, fucked out.

"pretty boy.. can't even look at me. am i making you feel that good?"

his words sent chills down your body as you sputtered out more 'yes's and 'don't stop's. mingyu was quite proud of himself, to say the least. you were always the one teasing him and babying him. but now, here you were, a moaning mess underneath him.

he leaned down closer to you, making your legs burn from the stretch, then managed to take your throbbing cock in his hand.

"y/n- fuck.. i'm gonna cum soon," mingyu groaned out.

"mmh.. me too," your voice almost sounded broken from the pleasure. you held onto his shoulders, hands sliding over his back and leaving reddening scratch marks.

the sound of mingyu's moans got louder and heavier as he chased his high. he continued to fuck you into the sheets, but his hips began to stutter with how close he was getting.

he pulled out with a sly smirk and started jerking himself. your legs fell back down as his eyes locked onto yours.

"let's cum together, yeah?" he prompted.

your jaw hung open as he took your leaking cock in his hand and joined it against his own, stroking both of you at an increasingly fast pace. you couldn't decide where to keep your eyes - mingyu's lewd face or your cocks being pumped together.

mingyu's orgasm hit with the longest moan you'd heard from him yet. you started to finish with him, humping up into his hands as your mixed cum landed across your body and the sheets beneath you.

he kept stroking until your climaxes subsided, leaning down to kiss you softly before falling beside you on the bed. you closed your eyes and tried to steady your breathing while mingyu reached over to get the rag from earlier. he wiped you down once again, cleaning you the best he could.

"don't worry about it, babe. we can just go clean up in the shower," you stopped him. mingyu nodded and gave you another kiss on your cheek instead. you laughed quietly at the smile he couldn't wipe off his face.

"sorry," he laughed with you as he covered his mouth. "i keep smiling too much."

"no, i like when you smile. just confirms that you like me."

he scoffed and looked over at you. "as if we didn't know that already."

pulling you in toward his body, he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head. your legs tangled together as you hugged him tightly. he let out a satisfied sigh while gently caressing your back, then looked down at you.

"shower now?"

"yes please." you left his embrace and got up from your bed. you started to trudge to the bathroom, but mingyu rushed up to follow behind you.

"wait, wait, wait," he squeaked out as he caught up to you. you stopped in the doorway of the bathroom to look at him in confusion.

"what is it?"

mingyu blushed. "nothing. just wanted to stay with you."

you shook your head at him, although he didn't miss the stupid grin that grew across your cheeks.

"you're such a baby, gyu."

he turned the water on before moving closer to you, hovering just over your lips.

"babygirl, right?" he asked.

you laughed and kissed him, "mhm."

[myth-of-the-machine]

This isn't a question for the story but I was just curious what's the posting schedule or is it more of posting when ever there's motivation?

ooc-Mod!Fly: whenever i feel like it im sorry yall im so unstructured 😭 sorry for the 2 day wait both Nort and I have been working. And i wish i could say it'll never happen again but honestly, posting is going to get a little slower so pls dont kill me if i dont get to your asks 🥹and thank you all so much for your patience and support for this comic!

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[puppykatz]

pls write some fluff w dani and gn!reader

12:00AM ‹𝟹

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ; daniela avanzini x gn reader.

summary ‎::: you and dani have been in the talking stage for a couple weeks now, but new years might be the final push you two need.

warnings ‎::: reader gets a little overstimulated, but that's it !!

note... a week late for new years bc im a slow writer.. and the intro reads a tad rushed bc i had a rough time figuring out how to make the transition smooth :[ im very sorry!! (also i am in fact working on some other requests rn! ty guys sm for your patience ^.^)

dani smiled, greeting everyone excitedly whilst they cheered over her arrival. you stood behind her nervously, yours hands intertwined, giving a meek smile along with small waves to the few people who noticed and welcomed you in.

you were dani's plus one to a new years gathering, and to say you were anxious was an understatement; this was the first time you were meeting any of her friends in person. you'd talked to a few of them interchangeably a couple times, when they'd burst into her room while the two of you were calling or texting. you'd talked the most to manon, seeing as she's dani's roomate, and often entertained you whenever dani stepped away for a little during one of your calls.

it wasn't long before two of you were pulled away into watching an on-going uno match, as it was the crowd's current main focus.

eventually, that game ended, and a second one started—but unfortunately, you had been eliminated pretty early on, and since everyone else was busy continuing on with the game, you'd figured it'd be okay to step out onto the balcony for a few as it had gotten a little rowdy due to all the +2s.

what you didn't realize, was that dani had gotten eliminated as well, and noticed you leaving. she frowned, wondering if something happened that upset you. to not draw any attention to you or her, she stood up quietly, following you out onto the balcony.

“yn?” she called out, softly shutting the balcony door behind her. you greeted her, smiling sheepishly as she stood next to you. “are you alright?”

“yeah. it was just kind of.. loud.”

she inched closer to you, taking your hands in hers. “we can leave if you want.”

you shook your head profusely, “no, i'm okay. really.” you gave her hands a light squeeze as affirmation, your heart warming up at the fact that she seemed so genuinely concerned.

she opened her mouth to say something else, immediately being cut off by ruckus from within the house; everyone had paused the game and begun counting down. “it's 12:00 already?” she muttered, unconsciously fiddling with your hands.

as soon as the countdown got to one, your eyes were fixated on the sky, cheerfully watching all the different fireworks go off. dani, on the other hand, had her gaze fixated on you; admiring how pretty you looked with all the firework colors lighting up your face.

“can i kiss you?” her voice was barely over a whisper, as if it was a thought that wasn't meant to be said aloud.

you whipped your head to look at her, immediately being met with her gaze; the sweetest, love-filled doe eyes you'd ever seen staring back at you. she was a lot closer than you remembered, yet you were unsure if you had even heard her correctly.

“please?” hearing her plea made your stomach flip, and you couldn't help but nod giddily.

you couldn't even get a second nod in before her lips were on yours, her hand traveling up to caress your cheek while the other tugged you closer by the hem of your shirt. the kiss was slow, her lips moving against yours passionately, though delicately, as if she were afraid to hurt you or possibly scare you away.

she let go of your shirt, bringing her other hand up to hold your face fully. your knees wobbled, feeling her smile into the kiss. “already falling for me?”

you barely had the chance to respond before a knock on the balcony door startled you two apart.

“we're.. starting uno round three.. or are you guys too busy?” manon smiled innocently at the two of you, clearly planning all the different ways she'd tease dani about this later.

dani bashfully muttered a response, entwining your hands again and following manon back inside, bringing you along with her.

── 𖹭 ──

for the rest of the night, dani hovered around you; her hand never left yours and the smile on her face never faded once. the kiss had seemingly boosted her confidence, as she'd started openly using pet names for you. she'd also gotten a lot more touchy; currently, she had her arms wrapped around your waist, her chin resting on your shoulder while she hugged you from behind.

“babe, play that one.” dani perked up, using her head to point to a card in your hand.

“hold on. how is it fair that these two are teaming??” megan called out, pointing at you and dani, since you guys had decided to mix your cards and just play as one.

“leave them alone megan, you know dani will explode if she's away from yn for five minutes.” sophia remarked, nudging dani with her shoulder playfully.

dani's cheeks heated up and she hid her face in the crook of your neck, hugging you a little tighter.

you finally placed down a card, “okay, okay. lara, your turn.” unable to hold back your smile, you turned to dani, pressing a kiss to the side of her head before turning your attention back to the game.

[hellokittyluvr69420]

Patience • Viktor ❤️‍🔥

Smut 18+ MINORS DNI

A/n: Hey luvs this is my first time writing smut so pls be kind but constructive criticism is always welcome. English isn’t my first language im so sorry if there are spelling or grammar errors.

Warnings: sexual content, praise kink, cockwarming, cum eating, overstimulation, dom and sub dynamics, dom!Viktor, sub!Reader, f!reader, oral (f receiving,) p in v sex, dirty talk, and probs other stuff I’m gonna get carried away while im writing lol

Wc: 864

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Fuck this man is going to be the death of me. Hes prancing around looking all hot while hes working and I’m just supposed to sit here and ignore it?! I’ve been waiting for him to get done all day and he hasn’t even taken a break. I got up and walked over to him. Hello he says not looking up from his work. Are you almost done?I ask resting my head I’m his shoulder. I don’t know when I’ll be done but I can probably take a break in a little while he responded. Okay I said walking back to the couch and sitting down.

One hour later

It’s been an hour and Viktor still isn’t done and I need him so bad it feels like I’m going to implode. I walk over to Viktor again. Love, you don’t have to be done but can I please sit on your lap? I asked grabbing into his shoulder. Um sure if you’d like to go ahead he responded in a slightly confused tone. I climbed into his lap and relaxed myself into him molding our bodies together the best I could. I sat like that for what felt like hours but was probably only 10 minutes I started to slowly grind on Viktor at first unnoticable but growing slowly faster. After about two minutes of grinding it had gotten to the point that Viktor had noticed.

Love what are you doing? he asked. Nothing what are you talking about? I responded to quickly. If you were horny you could have just told me and I would have taken a break he said already starting to unbutton my pants. Please Viktor I need it I whimpered into his neck. You didn’t use your words and instead tried to use me to get off without telling me? Honey you’re going to have to wait and be patient but if you want you can sit on my cock. He whispered in my ear causing me to shiver. I lifted my self up to take of my pants as he did the same. Once we were both nude from the waist down I started to sink into him. Oh fuck please Viktor I moaned out as I sank down. What do you want honey? Viktor asked starting up at me like I hung the stars. Please let me move been waiting for hours I said desperately but his grip on my waist was unwavering. I want you to sit on me just like this until I’m done working he said moving his face to my neck and sucking on the skin there. Please Viktor let me move can’t wait for that long I said my head falling back. I won’t take too long honey I promise.

30 minutes later

Viktor was finally done and I felt his hands return back to my hips. He started to take off my shirt leaving me completely bare in front of him. Please can I move? I said clenching around him go ahead love he encouraged helping me move up and down. A moan escaped my lips as one of his hands came off of my hip and moved down to my clit rubbing small circles. You like that love? You like the way I rub your clit? Viktor said his mouth right up to my ear. I moaned out loud at the words leaving his mouth. Ya such a good girl for me huh? Taking my cock so fucking well baby. I felt myself getting closer and closer the more and more thst he said. Viktor I’m so close let me cum please I said as I got closer. Come on baby come for me he said as I came undone on him. Viktor followed soon after with me squeezing him so tightly. After I recovered from my orgasm Viktor moved me off of him and sat me in the chair he was on. As he got down on his knees I started to panic. Viktor what are you doing? I asked hurriedly. I’m just cleaning up my mess sweetheart he responded before licking up my slit. I almost came at just his words before grabbing onto his hair and pulling. I felt him groan into me causing a jolt of please to go up my spine. As he continued to lick me he slowly brought two fingers up to my whole before sliding them in and curling upwards. I bucked my hips as he fingered me and his free arm came up around me and held my hips down. Stay still for me love he muttered against me sending another jolt of pleasure through me. I’m gonna cum Viktor I said as my eyes started to roll back. Be good and cum on my face for me he said looking up to meet my gaze. I came undone at his words for the second time thst night and he continued to finger me through my orgasm before getting up and walking out of the room. He came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned the both of us up before we laid down on the couch together and fell asleep.

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Guys I hope this was good please give me feedback again this is my first time writing smut so please don’t be super harsh :)

[quandledlngle69]

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HELLO MY FAVORITE AUTHOR!!!!( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

CONGRATULATIONS ON GETTING 100 FOLLOWERS MY LIEGE IT IS VERY WELL DESERVED UR WRITING IS ANGELIC🙏🙏

BUT ANYWAYS… im here to make another order since u feed me so well everytime i make a request👅👅

i really wanted to participate in the little 100 followers event but i am sadly not a fan of character x reader x character… so, can i get uhhhh another super pathetic kaiser one where uhhhh hes a vampire willing to burn out in the sun for a hit for human reader bc of how much he actually craves her blood since the last time he tasted her and uhhhhh he kisses the shoes she walks in and asks her to have him as her lover even tho her whole kingdom is against mythical beings or wtv and uhmmmm yeah THANK YEWWWWW

・. ★ HI GORGEOUS ⸜(ˊᗜˋ)⸝ .ᐟ Wait i can't believe I'm your fav author literally giggling and kicking my feet rn AAAAAAAA. thank you thank you thank you omg ily sm. Its totally okay that you don't like character x reader x character, it's not everybodys cup of tea so thats why I put single characters too :3. I'm sorry i was supposed to get this out for you like days ago but i was superrrrr duppper busy with college, I love you sm anon pls don't explode and keep sending me asks shjdjejdje.

☆ CONTENT: A vampire breaks into your bed chambers and bites you, after that he simply won't leave you alone. He begs and begs, even burning himself in the sun just to touch you. But what happens after a long day and his patience runs out, and he'll try everything in the book to get you to agree. ☆ GENRE/THEMES/WARNING: vampires, royalty, kaiser being annoying, reader being royalty, fem!reader, kaiser begging, kaiser knowing reader likes him and using it to his advantage, kaiser being a tease, reader forced into the mating press, kissing, licking, biting, blood, pain, burning, kaiser worshipping reader, kaiser getting reader worked up. 'Eure Durchlaucht' – My Serenity/Highness. 'Bitte' – Please. 'Ich verspreche es' – I promise. 'Prinzessin' – Princess. ☆ PAIRING: Vampire!Kaiser x Royal!Reader. ☆ W.C. 1.4K. ☆ NOTE: This was for my 100 follower event :3 It feels a little rushed and sloppy, i proof read it twice but if theres an mistakes lmk.

Kaiser can only dream about the last time he had tasted your blood. 

A consistency thick and syrupy, like honey, not like the diluted contents of animal blood; no–something so, so sickly sweet, not like the overwhelmingly bitter, sour taste of other noble women. When his long fangs first punctured your skin, it was like biting into a crunchy apple, a sound that would make mortals nauseous, but it only riled him up more. His fangs were anything but dull, sharper than obsidian, it tore through muscles and nerves unapologetically.

The metallic scent of blood and the natural smell of your skin hitting his nose doubled the effect, your legs kicked and thrashed, but it was quickly shut down as he tangled his limbs with yours. You didn’t scream, per say, but the grunts and hisses that erupted from your mouth told Kaiser all he needed to know about the agony you were in. Your hands which fisted his ruffled blouse, sluggishly lost its grip, and only when you went slightly limp in his arms did he detach his lips from your warm skin.

He watched his spit mixed with your blood run down and pool in the crook of your collarbone, the area around the bite marks already blooming an angry red and blue.

The first words he spoke to you was a love confession. It was also the first time a women had slapped him open–palmed in the face. God, could you blame a man like him for being hungry? It's not his fault you left your bed chamber window open. 

Ever since that day, he had not left you alone. 

And even now, as you walk briskly down the empty hallways, you try to ignore the casual sounding strides of footsteps behind you. A sliver of light came from the shut floor curtains, stretching across the corridor to the wall, stepping over it as if it was an object in your way, you stop abruptly, whirling around to see he had paused short before the light. For a moment, his cerulean eyes flashed crimson as they locked onto your neck–he seemed amused, his smirk ever so wide.

“Just one more taste, bitte.” He murmured. 

“No.”

He sighed dramatically, as if your words of denial were an inconvenience. “You're being unreasonable.”

“And you're insufferable.”

His expression is unreadable for a moment, before he reaches out carelessly, exposing his skin to the sun's light to grasp the meat of your upper arm. The sizzling of his flesh was instantaneous, the curling of smoke from the exposed skin finally made you shove him back into the shade and against the wall. He didn’t even seem fazed by the pain, completely ignoring it as you glared at him like he had grown three heads. 

You jabbed at his chest with your manicured nail, “Is your brain that full of madness? Are you that desperate you'll risk turning to a pile of ashes?”

He overlooked your scolding, smiling as if everything was sweet in the world. “I can make it painless this time–”

“–And you could also make yourself disappear.” You snapped, pushing him away before storming off, and this time, he didn’t follow you, watching you turn the corner, disappearing. 

You had almost forgotten the whole interaction, having been worked to the bone all day from your princess duties. By the time the moon had risen to shine upon the kingdom, your body felt like an exhausted pile of jelly. You basked in the quiet atmosphere of your chambers, the warmth from the fireplace as the mattress of your grand bed dipped under your weight. You spread out on your back, your legs dangling off the bed. You could relax–if only for a couple of seconds, before the door swung open.

You just knew from the disregarded manners of knocking, that it could only be one person. You groaned out loud, too vexed to hide the displeasure you were experiencing from his mere presence. 

“Eure Durchlaucht,” he purrs, and your eye twitches. “A simple request, from a very humble subject–”

“Get out.”

He shook his head, tutting under his breath as if you were a disobedient child, shutting the double doors behind him. “Now now, I haven't even said my request.”

You didn't need to hear it fall from his lips to know what he wanted, he had been begging pathetically ever since that day, and you hadn’t gotten any softer. Clearly he was tired from feeding from the criminals in the dungeons, as he described them as ‘virtually disgusting,’ to you. It was that, or him asking you to be his lover for the tenth time after you told him if your dear old father (or the kingdom for that matter) ever found out, he would have been tied to a pole before dawn and left for the sun to finish him off. 

“Kaiser,” you replied coldly, your voice leaving no room for argument. “I said no.”

With heavy lidded eyes, you observed him silently approach, his figure drawing nearer to the foot of the bed. Your eyes search his for his intentions the closer he gets. Your mind working overtime trying to decipher what you could as his leg knocked your knees apart, slotting himself between them. You sit up on your elbows, your heart beginning to stammer in your chest at the proximity. His cologne encases you, something roughly between musky and metallic. His features were indecipherable, his cerulean eyes shining with a certain intensity that made you tremble. He looms over your form on the edge of the bed, and an audible exhale is heard from you, your body warnings going haywire. 

There was nothing malicious coming from him, no–but you had remembered behind the cocky and arrogant front, he really was a beast of the night. Michael Kaiser wasn’t a gentle man, you experienced that first–hand from meeting him. He wasn’t the most patient, either. There was no way your constant denying of feeding hadn’t cut through the thin thread of patience he harboured. At any point in time he could have taken what he wanted, whether you were fighting it or not. 

But he hadn’t.

His voice speaks out in the suffocating silence, his words boring a sense of desperate begging. “Bitte, Princess.” 

His voice breaks you out of your trance, blinking owlishly at him as your body tensed under his hold. “Kaiser, I said–” you swallowed hard, voice barely audible as it trailed off, eyes darting to his chest, anything but meeting his heavy gaze. 

His eyes narrowed at your sudden hesitance, his rough fingertips creeping down your leg, eventually wrapping around your ankle, hostling it up on his shoulder. A gasp tore from your throat at the sudden action, mortification filling you at the suggestive position he put both of you in. 

“Bitte,” he begs again, a little more breathless than before, his lips finding the pulse point on your ankle, kissing it softly. You knew what he was doing, and your breathing rapidly picking up must have emboldened him, as his mouth got bolder, nipping down to the skin of your calf. He was keeping eye contact the whole time, as if quietly commanding you to keep studying his affection towards you.

By the time his mouth had gone past your knee, your chest is heaving, your face down to your neck warm with an almost feverish heat. His pupils were blown wide with an assured starvation and yearning, his blonde strands of hair tickling your sweltering skin made you shiver lavishly, something that wasn’t missed by him. 

“I'll make it painless, Ich verspreche es.” 

He was still begging, but at this point your ears had simply shut off, only paying attention to the sensations he was causing on your body. His finger tapped the outside of your knee, and you mindlessly obliged to his request, giving him more room to settle in between your legs. His eyes flashed with something, as if his patience had truly run out. His big hands slide under both of your thighs, pressing your knees to your chest, forcing you into a mating press, eliciting a loud yelp out of you. 

He was pushing his whole body weight on you, cheeky bastard. The skirt of your nightgown pooled around your hips, your legs bare. His choppy hair tickled your forehead, and you could feel his breath on your cheek. His head dipped even lower, peppering kisses up your jaw. “Bitte–” kiss, “–Bitte–” kiss, “–Bitte.” You almost choked on your own spit. The last straw was when he filthily, deliberately, licked the corner of your quivering lips. 

You finally yell out hoarsely in agreement, bolting upright, almost knocking into his forehead, making him laugh in amusement. Your shaking hand grasped onto his shoulder for stability, feeling feverishly overheated and disgustingly aroused. His hand left one of your twitching thighs to cup over yours, his thumb rubbing your knuckles as he hummed, giving your dumbstruck face a kiss on the cheek.

His nimble fingers skill–fully undid the top buttons of your nightgown, brushing your hair out of the way, leaving your neck, collarbone and shoulder bare to him.

“I knew you would come around, Prinzessin. Now show me that pretty neck.”

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[n3ssier]

modern au! armin arlert, eren yeager, and levi ackerman x alternative!reader hcs

authors note; this is so self indulgent im ngl 😭 also guys pls send in requests i need stuff to write plzzzplz plz

masterlist

armin arlert

-as someone who dresses a bit nerdy and different from the norm, i imagine him looking for an alt s/o who perhaps shares the same interests as him, whether that similarity is in music taste, games you like to play, the food you like, or the media you consume, he wants someone he can relate to!!

-would definitely love if his s/o had dyed hair... if you're ever colouring it at home and he is there to keep you company, i can guarantee he'd ask you to colour a small strip on the inside of his hair so you two can subtly match

-i imagine armin listening to nu metal, grunge music and maybe some shoegaze, but you don't expect it from him at all!! so when you two discover that you have the same/similar taste in music it forms a strong bond between you two

-armin would constantly encourage you to start a pinterest account to post all the aesthetic photos you take of your cute outfits!!

-he's very inspired by you and slowly starts picking up small stylistic choices that you make for himself to do too!!

-instead of buying brand new, he helps you diy clothes and accessories with cheaper supplies and things you thrifted together, making it a fun process and helping you do things like sewing which require some patience.

eren yeager

-if he's going out anywhere to hang with mikasa and armin, or if he's going to a busy enough party he asks you to style him because he knows youve got better drip than him LOL and ocasionally asks to borrow some of your rings or necklaces from time to time

-if you have any piercings he would be obsessed, even considering getting the same piercing on himself before chickening out at the last minute (which you knew he would end up doing)

-thinks that you're immediately superior to other girls that try and flirt with him, just because you're so unique compared to them

-he definitely posts you a lot, he wants to show you off to the world and how well your different vibes compliment each other. every time he posts you on his insta story he spends forever deciding on what song to put over the photo, whether he wants the hip hop that he likes or the metal/punk rock that you listen to

-would beg for you guys to get matching tattoos, definitely not something overly romantic but maybe something in reference to a show or album you both like, something "cool"

-eren listens to death grips im sorry

levi ackerman

-buys everything off vinted/depop to prevent himself from feeding into fast fashion and also becaue he knows it'll make you proud, and if he ever see's a clothing item he thinks you'd like, he sends in a price offer on behalf of you without even asking you first

-if you're ever in control of the music being played whilst you're in the car together and something even remotely heavy comes on he is instantly making remarks like "how do you even listen to this" or "it's just noise" but you know that deep down he actually really enjoys the music

-whenever you get home after thrifting he washes everything you bought for you so that you can wear it asap!!!

-if you ever fall asleep on the couch with makeup still on, he will approach you with a warm, damp face towel and try to gently remove your makeup without waking you so that you dont have to wake up feeling crusty or greasy later on

-this might be too oc but i totally imagine levi listening to shoegaze, but specifically the same 3 artists he's been listening to for the past 10 years. slowdive, my bloody valentine, and cocteau twins. he's not even that big of a fan really he just listens to it in the rare occasions where he does listen to music and keeps it that way.

-if you ever get a new piercing he makes it his newfound duty to make sure you clean it every single morning and night, or if you ever dye your hair in the bathroom he makes it his job to bleach the whole bathroom down and get rid of every small stain you left in there.

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Hi, love your fics!! ❤️❤️ Could I request a charles x reader? One where she's also a driver (your choice which team) and she's from Poland and their flags just look like 🇵🇱🇲🇨 and it's like a "funny" coincidence to the fans or something, maybe it's a charles and y/n thing to always point out how similar their flags are

★ IF YOU CANT BEAT ‘EM, JOIN ‘EM | CL16

Scenario: time and time again, your flag gets mixed up with your boyfriends’, and vice versa. this time around, something a little more interesting than just a mixed up flag happens.

Pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader (mclaren driver)

A/N: i’m so sorry this has taken me so long to get to! thank you so much for your patience 🫶🏻 this is actually such a cute idea, i love it. i hope you enjoy the fic! <3 ALSO THIS IS MY FIRST CHARLES FIC ‼️WHO CHEERED?

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc good to be back on the podium…even with the flag mishap. i wouldn’t want it to be any flag but @/yn_ln’s.

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yn_ln i could say the same for your flag. congrats on p2 baby you deserve it! 🥰

scuderiaferrari if you can’t beat them join them. right @/yn_ln ?

⤷ yn_ln 👀

⤷ rizzciardo hey so what does this mean lol

landonorris get a room

⤷ yn_ln bet 🤭

leclercnorrisrussel WE CAN BE WORLD CHAMPION I SAID

lovelyleclerc yk its a good day when yn and charles are on the podium together

lovelyleclerc WAIT A MINUTE WTF DO YOU MEAN FERRARI

yn_leclerc

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yn_leclerc (accidentally) took his flag, joined his team, and now taking his name. 🤭❤️

thanks lando for taking the pictures 🫶🏻

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charles_leclerc through sickness, health, and mixed flags 😂

⤷ yn_leclerc forever and always baby ❤️

landonorris thank god i don’t have to spend another year with you

⤷ yn_leclerc just bc we aren’t gonna be teammates doesn’t mean we aren’t friends 🤨 you’re not getting rid of me that easily mister. also i gave you photo credits i expect you to be nicer

pierregasly congratulations ❤️ love you guys

maxverstappen1 💙

georgerussel63 congrats guys 💙

carmenmundt so happy for you both! congratulations, mr and mrs. leclerc! ❤️

paularon_ @/arthur_leclerc can be the flower child at the wedding!

lovelyleclerc SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP ARE YOU SO SERIOUS RIGHT NOW

ferraricharles BABE WAKE UP YN AND CHARLES ARE ENGAGED

stardustf1 serving parents more than ever with this one

yn_leclerc and scuderiaferrari

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yn_leclerc a wise man once said “if you can’t beat them, join them” and join them i did. 🤭 can’t wait to see what the 2024 season brings!

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charles_leclerc i love you ❤️ can’t wait

⤷ yn_leclerc i love you more

oscarpiastri thank you for the seat

⤷ yn_leclerc your welcome pls take care of lando

⤷ thumbsuplando CRYING I ALREADY MISS YN AND LANDO SO BADLY

scuderiaferrari happy to have you! 🥰

lovelyleclerc everytime i get the notif that you post, i go insane. i just wanted you to know that!

norrisnation i’m gonna miss you in mclaren but im so happy for you 😭🧡

ynsnumberone MOTHER

⤷ rizzciardo it truly isn’t a yn post if there isn’t someone in the comments calling her mother

thank you for reading! all feedback is appreciated! — dae <3

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Demetrius Desmond fluff/SFW alphabet Pt. 2

Demetrius Desmond X GN!reader

SFW

L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z

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Guys I wanted to upload the original but it didn't save so this is the second version? And I was kind of pissed so it's not the best.

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L - Love (how do they show you they love you? What’s their love language?)

At first Demetrius will be trying to show you his love in a lot of ways, for example he heard that gift giving makes girls happy from one of his classmates. So the next morning you will have flowers in your doorstep (expect they will be in pot amd not cut, because why would he give you dead flowers?)

He's the type of guy to give your mum an microwave for Christmas, because he noticed that yours is not working while visiting.

M - Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He has a strict schedule and wakes up early, so if you are (like me) sleeping longer (or till 11 am) he simply leaves the room and starts his day without you. But if you will ask him to stay in the morning with you sometimes he has no problem with it. Im the start he got bored quickly, so he started to leave some books on his nightstand to read in the mornings.

Also when you wake up with messy hair and droll on your lips he doesn't really mind. In fact he doesn't mind any natural body sounds or projections. Like farts or something. He couldn't care less, you're getting a smooch even with a dried droll on your mouth.

N - Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

You leaving him, even worse rejecting him in an advanced state of your realitionship, after being married. Demetrius didn't think he would be a bad husband, but after dating you he tends to get insecure sometimes since he started acknowledge couples and people around him more.

Just don't leave him since you are the only person he has.

O - Obvious (How obvious do they make it that they like you?)

People around you wouldn't notice even after marriage I fear. He got trained like some freaking soldier by his father I fear so in public he almost acts like you're a stranger.

But in private he's definitely glued to you. Don't even dare to be on your phone or shift your attention on something, even worse someone else. He's gonna be silently judging you. You talk a lot about future together so you know he's taking this very seriously.

P - Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

Your name...

M sorry, but he will just copy what he heard from his parents like Dear. But it might expand into My love, my future wife.

P - Patience (how easily do they get angry?)

Demetrius was learned to not show emotions so he's sometimes confused by them, but he would never scream at you or be physically aggressive. He might use stern voice sometimes but that's all.

Overall he's very patient and if he gets rarely annoyed he might go quiet or end your meeting/date whatever you're doing.

Q - Quiet (How are the calm, quiet moments with them?)

I think the only noise he doesn't mind is your babling. He loves quiet sincere moments with you.

R - Rhythm (what songs reminds you of them?)

Headlock - Imogen Heap

Supernova Love - IVE

If only - Dove Cameron

(I have like thousand more in my mind, pls tell me if you want me to share)

S - Secrets (how open are they with you?)

He wouldn't purposely keep secrets, but more tries to protect you from his family problems. Eventually might come to you as a lost puppy and rattle through all his problems.

S - Security (how protective are they? how would they protect their s/o?)

Gets protective very easily and doesn't mind verbally arguing for you. Will not take any disrespect on the future Donovan lady.

T - Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

Either 3 weeks or 3 months, don't ask.

U - Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

Quietly waits for you to calm down or come to him. Will not interfere if it's not a very long time.

V - Vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

He knows he isn't nor modem nor unattractive. He seems himself as an average looking gentleman.

W - Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Idk why but i just got the imagine of Demetrius telling the teacher that you git into fight

Anyways, in terms of for your love he would probably have to start with an disagreement with his father. There are two options

Either Donovan couldn't care less and only cares about if you are able to birth children.

Or he will not accept you if you're not noble and trained enough. Definitely would prefer if you obeyed instead of being a brat.

Would fight for you, but wouldn't sacrifice his whole family's legacy for it.

X - X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

At the start he is going to be a lot confused, but later in the realitionship he will be reading you like an open book.

Y - Yearn (What do they do when they miss you?)

A lot, it geniuly starts bothering him how much he starts being dependent on you.

Z- Zzz (How do they act when they get sleepy? How is it sleeping in the same bed?)

Sleeps like those dead people in coffin. Later tries to imitate your sleeping habits and realizes his sleeping wasn't the most comfortable before. Doesn't really cuddle while sleeping but will hold your hand.

If he gets sleepy you won't figure it out till he tells you. He always looks like he fights sleep.

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I'm gonna write Demetrius's BD (as Becky's older sister series) and another surprise drabble/fic later.

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[ovrour]

❝I'LL NEVER BE YOUR MOTHERS FAVORITE.❞➝ MATTHEW STURNIOLO

"I just wanted to be enough for her to like me."

pair: Matt sturniolo x Columbian!f reader

Genre; angst

cw; Racism, judgement, mentions of forceful break ups, I think that's it. If not pls lmk!

A/n: I know Mary-lou would never be like this in real life. She has the purest, and kindest soul in the world.

You really thought she liked you. 

You tried everything to impress her but nothing worked. 

Not the way you spoke Spanish, or how you’d been practicing English for years. 

Nothing was working.

You just wanted her to like you.

But, even trying to be nice was a failure.

“Babe, I promise you. She’s gonna love you!” Matt spoke, placing your hair behind your ear. “Are you sure?” You spoke, rolling your R’s.

“Yes baby, I promise.” Matt responded. He knew what it was like to be nervous, he had anxiety and so did you. But, yours wasn't as bad. So, you both had patience with each other because you knew it would take a lot of time to get used to. You took a deep breath and made sure you looked good before getting out of the car. 

Matt walked up to the front door, you following behind. Before he could knock, the door opened. A beautiful white, freckled face, brown haired lady opened the door. She looked you up and down before hugging Matt. After they pulled apart you attempted to hug her, but she just moved out the way to let you both in. 

“So Matt, this is the girl you've been talking about?” She spoke up, going to sit on the couch. Both you and Matt followed behind. 

“Uh yeah, this is my girlfriend, mom.” Matt replied, going to hold your hand. “Yeah. She’s…not what I expected to see.” She admitted. In all honesty, you felt kind of offended. What did she mean by ‘not what she expected?' Did she expect a white lady with blonde hair and blue eyes? You weren't any of that. You were a brown-curly haired, hazel eyed, brown skinned Colombian woman. Were you not pretty enough?

“Mom, that's not nice. You can't just say that.” Matt defended you. He never liked when someone would talk about you. Even if it was someone he knew but, he would've never expected this behavior from his mother. He never would've. 

“I'm sorry Matt. I just would've thought to see a beautiful white woman. Not whatever she is.” She remarked, pointing at you up and down with a disgusted look on her face. You heard all the nice stories about Mary-lou but, what she was saying and doing wasn't nice at all.

“I don't know where she's from, nor do I care. But, I'm not having a non-English speaking lady date my American son.” Mary-lou spat out. You got tired of her racism and her judgment. It wasn't fair to you. All you wanted was for her to like you. 

“I-im sorry but, why are you being so rude? All I wanted was to come here, and finally meet you but it seems like you don't like me just because I'm not from here. Or-or just because your son is dating a Latina woman.” You spoke, tired of the way she spoke about you.

Matt was right behind you. He was getting tired of it too, he wasn't liking the way his mother was talking about the girl he loved. The girl he thinks is so perfect, even if she couldn't speak English well, or that she wasn't American. He liked you, alot. And that's all that mattered to him. 

"Matt can I talk to you, in private." Mary-lou spoke, moving towards the kitchen. Matt followed behind, "what is it mom?" Matt replied, annoyed. He was tired of talking to his mother, he hated the way she was talking about his girl. "I think you should break up with her. I don't think she's good for you." Mary-lou whispered, trying to make it so you didn't hear her. "No mom, Absolutely not. I'm not breaking up with the girl that I love. There's no way in hell I'm doing that." Matt admitted. He was angry that his mom would ever say that to him, she had no reason too. You guys have almost been together 8 months, and there was no going back.

"Look Matt..." She sighed, hand on her forehead. "She's not even from here, she barely understands English for God sakes! She shouldn't even be in this country." Mary-lou shouted. Matt had enough he walked out of the kitchen, and spoke up.

“Mom. We’re leaving.”

“Matt-”

“No mom. I brought the girl that I love to come and meet you so you could get to know her. Instead, you were ignorant, rude, and racist. That's not okay, and I won't stand for that.” Matt stood up. 

Before his mom could say anything, both of you walked out the door and to the car. It was silent before Matt decided to speak up. “Baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't think she was going to act that way.” 

“It's okay baby. It's not your fault. Can we just go home?”

“Yeah, of course we can.” 

The ride back was silent, sounds of wind coming in through the rolled down windows. You didn't understand why she didn't like you. You were just like everyone else, a normal person. Just a girl that was in love. So, it wasn't fair for you to get treated differently. Sure, you knew that being a foreigner had its pros and cons but you never knew it could get this bad.

It has only been your second year in North America, maybe that would've made Mary-lou understand but, there was no point in trying. Suddenly, you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. It was a call from your mom. You answered and pulled the phone to your ear

“Hola Mami, que paso?” 

“Namas quería saber como te fue. Estas amañado aya?” 

“Fue mal ma. No me trato bien su mama. Osea me odia porque soy de Colombia. La escuche hablando con Matteo Mami, y dijo que no Tengo el derecho de estar aqui."

“Ay mi niña Linda. No le hagas caso, princesa. A quién le importa lo que piensa esa vieja.” 

“A mi Mami. A mi me importa.”

Matt could hear you on the phone with your mom. He knew that you were telling her about what happened. He could hear you start to cry. Matt hated to hear you cry, it broke him into pieces. His pretty girl crying is something he couldn't ever handle, your pretty face wasn't meant to be stained with tears.

Matt was meant to make you happy all the time, but he knew sometimes he couldn't. Even then, he still tried everything to make you happy. Eventually, when he pulled into the driveway, Matt could hear you end the conversation with your mom. You hung up, and took a deep breath, wiping your tears away. 

“Come on sweet girl. Let's get you inside so we can talk about it, yeah?” Matt spoke, helping you out of the car. You just nodded, stepping out the car and walking towards the front door. You really wanted her to like you, but sometimes it just doesn't go the way you want it to, and that was hard to accept.

You walked in, kicked your shoes off and sat on the catch just staring at the floor. Matt did the same, sitting next to you. “Baby, I'm so sorry about what happened. I never should've brought you to meet her.” 

“You know,she's right Matt. M-Maybe, you shouldn't be with a girl who can barely speak English. You should be with a girl that can speak your own language and a girl that’s from this side of america.” You stammered, tears starting to swell in your eyes. You tried catching them with your knuckles, upset at the fact that you were agreeing with something that his rude mother had said. “No. No, no, no ,no, and no.”

“Baby, look at me.” He spoke, trying to get you to look at him. When you didn't budge, he moved to kneel in front of you. “Look at me.” Matt spoke sternly. “Baby, I don't care what my mom has to say or think. All I've ever wanted was you, since that day we met. You're the only one I want. The only girl I'm in love with, and I wouldn't ever have it any other way.” 

“She said absolutely ignorant and racist things. But, what she said doesn't define you or your personality. She didn't give you a chance, and that's her fault. Maybe, if she would've given you a chance, she would realize how good of a woman you are.”

“Matt.”

“Yes, pretty girl?” He responded looking at you in the eyes, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. He kissed your forehead.

“I just wanted to be enough for her to like me.”

Taglist; @bernardsbendystraws @flouvela @sturniolosarethebest @sturnthepot @soupuurr @nickgetsmewetter (if you want to get added to the tag list pls lmk!)

a/n: omg guys, it felt so good to be able to write again. You have noooooo idea. I really hope you guys enjoy this. It's been a week so I'm kind of rusty but I hope it's still good enough, I love you all so muchhh

lots of love, alondra

translations:

“Hola Mami, que paso?” - "Hi mom, what happened?"

“Namas quería saber como te fue. Te gusta aya?” - "I just wanted to know how it went. Do you like it over there?"

“Fue mal ma. No me trato bien su mama. Osea me odia porque soy de Colombia. La escuche hablando con Matteo Mami, y dijo que no Tengo el derecho de estar aqui." - “It was bad, ma. His mom didn't treat me well. I mean she hates me because I'm from Colombia. "I heard her talking to Matthew Mami, and she said I don't have the right to be here."

“Ay mi niña Linda. No le hagas caso, princesa. A quién le importa lo que piensa esa vieja.” - “Oh my pretty girl. Don't mind her, princess. “Who cares what that old woman thinks.”

“A mi Mami. A mi me importa.” - "Myself Ma. I care."

[withlove-xixi]

bard anon again with an nsfw/suggestive request: brat tamer chilchuck pls 👉👈 teasing and discipline…

— LESSONS TAUGHT: chilchuck x reader

ᥫ cw: nsfw, dom/sub, petnames, teasing, riding, praise, creampie ᥫ wc: 2988 ★ my dear bard anon, first im sorry for doing your requests out of order i promise i'll work on yer other req soon :3! second, AUGHAHASNDGNN ANSDGMMMANSN AUGHHAHSNDNN brat tamer chilchuck ... i need this old man in my bed so bad ... so terribly bad ...!!! lastly, im sorry if its not how you expected it to be TT aughhh i hope you enjoy tho! cross posted on ao3 — MINORS DNI! —

— SOME LESSONS IN LIFE ARE BEST LEARNED BY EXPERIENCE.

[♡]: chilchuck was an impatient man, whether it was with work or with friends, he could always only stretch his patience so thin. with you, he was always more lenient, of course, you were his favorite after all. but there were times, where you wore his patience down too.

THERE'S A HIGH PITCHED WHINE that echoes through the wooden walls of Chilchuck's bedroom, something impatient, something bratty.

"Pl… Please, Chil…" You plea softly, a small droplet of drool dribbling down the corner of your lips.

He only hums, hands smoothing over the skin of your ass, caressing it in such a gentle manner. He stays speechless, and you know he's calculating something, plotting exactly how he wants to enjoy your punishment. Chilchuck could really be mean when he wanted to.

Ah, but he'd justify that he was only mean when he needed to be.

Now was one of those times as you helplessly squirm on his lap, whining from the lack of stimulation. He's had you in this hold for quite some time now, only ever moving his hands to grab at your ass or back to your hips to stop you from grinding against him. It was unfair, terribly so. You didn't even do anything too bad. Well, maybe a bit bad.

Early that afternoon you had sauntered in the half-foot union headquarters with the intent to cause some trouble for your darling Chilchuck, who made it very clear he would be busy that afternoon. You justified your visit by telling yourself it was a means to cheer him up (which was half-true, really) since he had been working so hard lately, he barely had time to breath (which was completely true).

So there you were, wrapping your arms around Chilchuck's neck, pulling him to sit flush against his chair so you could kiss the top of your head.

"Come on, Chil," you say in a singsong tone, "come take a break. For me?"

You feel his body stiffen a bit and see his fingers twitch slightly. Oh, you knew he had a soft spot for you, it was something you abused quite often. But today Chilchuck seems unmoving, sighing deeply and continuing with paperwork.

"Darling, you know I can't." He says simply and slowly, like he was explaining something to a child. "Got work."

"And no time for me?" You draw out the last word as sweetly as you can. He stiffens a second time and a moment passes before he looks up at you. You bat your lashes at him, smiling innocently at your lover.

Chilchuck sighs again. "Not now, sweetheart." Though he sounds about ready to ravage you then and there.

You make a show of letting known your disappointment, huffing and peeling your hands away from him to cross them. You pout down at him and you fight a smirk when you see his eye twitch.

"Hey, come on, don't be like that." He says and turns his chair to face you. Chilchuck's hands pry apart your crossed ones and his thumbs smooth over the backs of your palms. "Could have fun at home sweetheart," he kisses the back of each hand one at a time, "just lemme finish up my work."

This was a rarity for Chilchuck, to be willing enough to ask this of anyone so nicely and so easily. You know it's because he's asking you, and when it comes to you, you've seen miracles happen with Chilchuck, moments and secrets he dare not share with anyone else. Despite that you huff again and turn your head to the side, you feel his grip on your hands tighten slightly.

"Let's have fun now!" You try again, whining. Your hands leave his as you make big gestures to sell him on your idea. "Take a break, Chil, please. I can make it quick." You say that last bit with a playful wink.

His eye twitches again, more obvious this time. You can tell he's fighting really hard not to give into his wants, not to give into you. Again, you've seen miracles happen with Chilchuck.

"No means no," he says so sternly after a brief moment of silence as he turns his chair back to focus on his work.

You open your mouth to protest again but he quickly cuts you off. "Don't test me on this, darling. I'm serious."

At this point, you’re the one annoyed, ticked off at the fact he’s so stubborn. Sure you admired his worth ethic, always prioritizing work before leisure, making sure everything is done, but gods! Get a grip, Chilchuck! You’ve been practically throwing yourself at him but he’s just too stubborn to budge! Any sane man would fold as soon as he sees his hot partner be so eager for him!

Again you make a show of your emotions, nearly growling in frustration as you throw your arms in the air. “Fine then! I don’t care!” You yell exasperatedly as you begin to stomp away.

Not before Chilchuck quickly catches your wrist. You turn back to him with an open mouth and a glare, wanting to yell a few more things, but you immediately freeze when you meet his eyes. His usual warm brown eyes now hold a stern, unamused look and your breath hitches in your throat.

“You’re really going to be like that?” He asks, but it’s more of a statement — a challenge. To which you huff at and stick your tongue out to.

Not quite the best choice seeing as Chilchuck’s got you all wet and needy and doing nothing about it at all.

You whine again as you try to grind your hips against his, trying your hardest to catch even a sliver of friction against his warm cock. But he spares you no alms, hands moving back to your waist to keep you still. Such a terrible position to be in! Any other time, you’d be gleefully bouncing yourself up and down his lap, savoring the way he feels scrapping your insides. But today? Now? When he’s got you naked and just sitting on his lap? When he had previously spent eternity pumps his experienced fingers in and out of you, only to stop when you’ve reached the precipice of pleasure? Not as fun considering how much trouble you went to to finally get him in bed with you. And Chilchuck wasn’t even naked! He was wearing his black long sleeved shirt still, his belt remained unbuckled, his pants unbuttoned, hell, he was still wearing that damn neckwarmer!

“Ch- Chil…” You try again with pleading, looking at him with a big pout as a tearful expression. “Please… hah… Need you… Please…”

Your breathing is ragged, uneven. Chilchuck merely stares at you (though you don’t miss the way his brow twitches when he sees you pout).

He finally makes a sound, humming as if in thought. “You really need to be taught a lesson, huh?”

Your brows furrow. You don’t like where this is going.

Your mouth opens to speak, but he cuts you off. “Don’t you think it’s unfair if I just give you what you want, sweetheart?” Chilchuck asks as a hand moves back down to smooth over the fat of your ass. He doesn’t let you even think about an answer before he’s continuing with a small tsk. “Making a big fuss at work? Thinking I’ll give you what you want if you show me those pouty lips of yours? Really think that’s fair?”

You shake your head, though the response is nearly instinctive. Chilchuck picks up on that, rubbing circles on your ass before he lifts his hand and brings it back down with a loud smack. You jolt at the sting, the pain shooting straight up your spine. You whine in response.

“Can’t have you being like that, darling. Gotta teach you a lesson.” He says as his hand comes down again; another slap, another whine.

You shake your head again. “I- ‘M sorry… Chil—”

He tuts softly. “None of that now, darling. Gotta be good for me, learn your lesson, yeah?” Chilchuck says as he pulls you closer, bringing your ass up higher.

He continues to slap your ass, almost rhythmically the way his hand lifts up only to come back down with searing pain. Tears well up in your eyes as you whine the whole time, incoherent pleas to stop and half-hearted promises to behave leave your lips as stray tears roll down your cheeks. Chilchuck resists the urge to just stop and give in to what you want, but he reminds himself that that was the whole purpose of your punishment; for being bratty.

Chilchuck's hand suddenly stops, resting on your ass as you huff out small sobs, letting tears freely fall. He smiles at you endearingly, though you miss it with the tears blurring your vision. His other hand comes up to brush against your cheek, wiping away the tears as he brings you closer, kissing you just below your eyes.

"Shh, it's okay," he coos and you feel yourself instantly melt. "Didn't mean to make you cry. I'm sorry, sweetheart."

You can tell enough his apology is genuine, but instinct tells you your punishment wasn't going to end so quickly.

But you sniffle anyway, letting Chilchuck whisper sweet reassurance into your ear as he rubs over the sore flesh of your ass, the other hand smoothing over the back of your head, stroking your hair.

"Have to be punished so you could learn your lesson." He explains slowly. "You understand right?"

With a small sniffle, you nod wordlessly, frowning slightly as you cast your eyes downward.

Chilchuck shushes you again and pulls you closer by the back of your head. He plants a gentle kiss on your forehead, pressing his face into your shoulder after. "So good for me…" He whispers. "So very good."

You whimper pathetically at the praise, stomach twisting in knots, and you feel Chilchuck smile slightly against your skin.

"Can—" you sniffle "Can we–"

"Not yet, darling. Can't let you off the hook yet." Chilchuck says, his tone is gentle, like he has to be for you to understand.

You whimper a second time, moving to try and lower yourself on him again. “Please, Chil… I’ll be— be nice… I’ll be good, please…”

There’s a pause the way he suddenly tilts his head backwards, exposing his neck to you. You watch his Adam's apple bob when he swallows slightly and you feel yourself grow just a bit needier. You lean forward, pressing your nose against the side of his neck, hot breath warming his skin as you pant against it. You let out a high pitched whine. “Please, Chil… Please…” You plead as you plant a light, experimental kiss on his skin as you hear him suck his breath through his teeth. His grip on your waist tightens slightly, fingers twitching against your skin.

You take this as a sign to keep going, leverage if you will. So you keep kissing him, very carefully peppering his neck with small, featherlight kisses, each one leading up higher to just below his ear, where you whisper a small, whiny “please”; all of which is enough for Chilchuck to snap.

He sighs, almost in defeat, and brings his hands to your shoulders to gently push you off him and make you look him in the eyes. Brown eyes stare back at yours with such fiery intensity, with such want; it was hard not to feel small under his gaze.

“Fine,” he says, like he has no other choice but to let you have your way. “Just this one time, okay, sweetheart? Just one time.”

A smile breaks on your face as you nod enthusiastically. “Yes! Please!” You say, desperation evident in your voice.

Chilchuck lets out a short chuckle, amused with your reaction. “There’ll be a catch though, darling, since I’m already doing so much by just pardoning your punishment.” He punctuates the statement with a shrug and you lift off him.

“What? No! You can’t!” You immediately respond despite not knowing what he has planned.

Chilchuck frowns at you. “Guess you don’t really want this then? Was gonna let you cum all nice and pretty but I gu—”

“No, no! I’ll do it! Chil!” You draw out his name in a whine as you pout at him with furrowed brows. The audacity he had to tease you at a time like this.

He smiles at you, too innocently, and reaches a hand down to undo his pants. Chilchuck taps on your thigh and you lift yourself off him to give him more room. He slides his pants and undergarments down, just enough for his cock to spring out. Your mouth waters at the sight, the feel of its warmth against your thigh. Another whine leaves your mouth as you buck your hips, urging Chilchuck to move already.

Thankfully, he gets the message, guiding your hips downward to meet his cock. It slips easily inside of your awaiting hole, its warmth and girth instantly filling you up. You make a pleasured sound, a languid moan that melts into a relieved sigh, finally at ease now that Chilchuck’s finally buried inside you.

You stare at him pleadingly but expectantly, impatiently waiting for him to buck his hips up into yours. But Chilchuck makes no such move, his hands remain still on your hips. Instead, the half-foot smiles at you, a mischievous grin that suddenly fills your stomach with dread.

“A catch remember, sweetheart?” He says, carefree. “Been bad, so you gotta work for what you want.”

You open your mouth to complain, but he quickly quirks an eyebrow at you. “Or have you changed your mind, darling? Don’t want this anymore?”

You shake your head vigorously and Chilchuck laughs at the way your relaxed expression instantly shifts to unease. Had it been a different circumstance, you might’ve swatted at Chilchuck for laughing at you, might’ve called him a meanie too for bullying you this much, but your body betrays you as his grip twitches against you when you involuntarily tighten up.

This time, Chilchuck looks at you expectantly. “Well, go on.”

Your eyebrows knit as you frown at him, but shakily make a move anyway, placing one hand on his shoulder and slowly lifting yourself off him. A deep groan echoes from Chilchuck, a shaky breath escapes you. Very gently, you begin pushing yourself back down until he’s back fully inside you.

You repeat the process, shakily lifting yourself up and plunging back down until you form a steady rhythm, bouncing up and down his cock with gusto. Chilchuck groans every time you come back down to sheath him inside of you, his grip on your hips tight enough to leave marks, his voice growing more and more animalistic the more you go on.

“So good, doing so good, darling.” He praises as he leans forward to meet your neck with his lips. His teeth graze against your skin as he bites down, exhaling against your skin with his mouth around it.

You whine when he bites, tightening your grip on his shoulder as you moan out his name. You feel his hips slightly buck upwards into you, pushing his cock deeper into you when you push yourself back down.

“Hah- Chil-” You say his name between pants. Quickly, he moves his mouth from your neck to your lips, one of his hands comes behind your neck to pull you against him. His tongue slips inside, pressing against yours in a sloppy wet kiss.

You find it difficult to focus both on kissing Chilchuck and fucking him, your pace falters as you begin to shakily pull yourself off him, muffle whimpers filling the confines of his bedroom. Thankfully, Chilchuck’s good at multitasking. He lets out a sharp, frustrated exhale through his nose as he forcefully thrusts his hips upward, making up for the sudden irregularity in your pace.

You moan unabashedly when he finally pulls away from the kiss, your hand on his shoulder moving to hold onto him more desperately, nails digging into the skin of his back as you cling onto him for stability, to ground yourself. Chilchuck’s hand finds yours, intertwining your fingers together as he continues to fuck into you, almost frantically bucking his hips into yours as you both draw closer to your peak.

You can tell he’s close with the way his groans sound almost like growls, something low and full against the shell of your ear. The sound alone is almost enough to set you off the edge, but that combined with his grip on your hips with the twitch of his cock against your warm walls and the praise he whispers between groans.

“Feel so good, darling.” He whispers, voice grown hoarse and gruff. “Wanna keep you like this, keep my dick inside you. You want that, darling? Fuck-”

Your thoughts are incoherent, therefore your response is incoherent too, a string of yes’s and vigorous nods mewled between high pitched moans and whines. Your hips try to keep up with his pace despite your legs beginning to shake. You’re close, you’re sure he can tell. Chilchuck kisses you again, wet, opened-mouthed and sloppy, teeth clashing against teeth, saliva mixing with saliva. He keeps kissing you as he suddenly thrusts upward one last time and his hand pulls you flush against his lap at the same time, forcing his cock as deep inside you as possible, filling you with warmth as he cums deep inside you.

You don’t last much longer, tightening around him as you reach the precipice of pleasure, milking his orgasm as you pulse against his cock. You pull away first from the kiss, panting, desperate to catch your breath. Chilchuck’s panting too, but he smiles as he brings a hand up to your cheek, caressing it gently and brushing sweat-slicked hair away from your face.

“Learned your lesson?” He asks, breathlessly yet easily.

Dazily, you nod slowly, licking your lips to moisten them. He presses a chaste kiss on your forehead as the hand on your hip rubs small, soothing circles on your skin.

“Good.” Chilchuck says. “Because next time, I’m not going to be as lenient.”