#g: fwb

[haejaetae-recs]

My favorite from this series <3

cat & mouse

❝ rule number one of bro code states that sisters are completely off-limits, and, y/n, we just pushed that limit. ❞

PAIRING ▸ na jaemin x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, crack, fluff, college au, friends with benefits au

WARNINGS ▸ lots of !! sexual tension !! and jaemin acting like a dick, protective big brother!jaehyun, lots of sneaking around, jaemin calls you princess a lot, teasing, fingering, alcohol consumption, hooking up, thigh riding, smut, oral sex, aftercare

SUMMARY ▸ tired of meaningless hookups and dull parties, na jaemin had always been hesitant to indulge himself. that is, of course, until he met you. however, upon realizing you’re none other than jeong jaehyun’s little sister, jaemin has to keep his relationship with you under wraps to make sure his team captain doesn’t find out. 

PLAYLIST ▸ move! by niki • playinwitme by kyle (feat. kehlani)

WORD COUNT ▸ 17713 words

TAG LIST ▸ @chubsluda​ @celestialchans​ @treasurestay​ @luvlyjaemin​ @lanadreamie​ @kylomeyon​ @taehinsano​ @jenotation​ @ovelha-colorida-v​ @hrjflrt​ @to-blessed-2-be-stressed​ @honeyju​ @chanluster​ @sweetjaemss​ @najaemsenthusiastttt​ @neovrse​ @jjikyuu​ @treasurestay​ @ahgastayzen​ @wcnderlandss​ @jaehy9ngs​ @jaemxins​ @syhznanny​ @lilminyoongles​ @bbnana​

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ thank you so much for all of your love and support !! it’s beyond me & i hope you guys enjoy this ! part of the dunk shot! series but it can be read separately ♡

NA JAEMIN HATED PARTIES.

In the same vein, he hated basketball to an extent. It wasn’t the sport itself that he despised, it was the commitments that followed it. As a vital player on the team, he was obligated to attend every afterparty despite how much he loathed parties. Yet, what he couldn’t stand was being nagged by his teammates, so Jaemin went to the parties. He went to the parties and drank until he was numb and the party was tolerable.

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[bunnyboy-juice]

OH MY GDD I FORGOT TO TELL YALL MY WIFE CAME HOME YESTERDAY AND JUST. WOOP. PICKED ME UP LIKE NOTHING. AND THEN DID IT AGAIN LIKE 20 MINUTES LATER AGAIN LIKE NOTHING.

[e-squared-what-is-my-life]

We ever gonna get lore on the ex?

Well, I mean, there's not much lore to actually give regarding Applebee.

She used to date ENA, they were really lust-driven, ENA got dumped broke up with Apple after a rough argument. Some stuff happened in between but ENA doesn't really like to talk about it.

[kflixnet]

[MDNI] Check out our member June’s smut oneshot!

can't get you out of my head

member | fwb!vernon x f reader genre | smut, like a little tiny bit of angst? with a happy ending word count | 2.4k synopsis | so what if calling your fuck buddy every other day is a little excessive? maybe you're just in love with him. smut warnings | descriptions of female anatomy, lots and lots of kissing, some dacryphilia, multiple orgasms, begging, creampie warnings | vernon is called hansol - i don't usually do that but just go with it; vernon is kind of a sweetheart tbh this ended up being pretty soft notes | june is back !! i've really been struggling to write these past few months so i'm actually super proud that i was able to sit down and write this as fast as i did. i can't promise another fic anytime soon or any kind of consistent uploads, but i hope you enjoy this meager offering! thanks for the support even while i've been gone :) also this is based on a dream i had about vernon the other day and i could not stop thinking about it it was driving me crazy, so everyone say thank you to my brain or the sandman or whoever put that idea in my dreams because this fic is a result of it. if there are mistakes pls ignore i wrote this at 2am

the thing you remember most about hansol is his lips.

the first time you kissed him was like opening a door to a world you'd never known existed. your past hookups had been terrible kissers, or even worse—hadn't even tried to kiss you at all. you were sick of the boring, underwhelming sex with men who couldn't care less if you got off or not. but some god or being in the universe must've been looking out for you, because finding hansol was nothing short of a miracle.

it was so good, you weren't even that embarrassed when you'd desperately texted him a couple of nights later, practically begging him to come over and fuck you again. he was burned into your brain, the feeling of his mouth locked with yours seared so deep in your memory you couldn't erase him if you tried, but it wasn't exactly like you wanted to. 

he hadn't explicitly said you would only be a one night stand, but you usually didn't hang around the same guy for too long, and he didn't really seem like the commitment type anyway. but when you find something this good, you don't let it go, and somehow you both knew that whatever this was, it was too good to pass up on.

so it wasn't really a surprise when you found yourself on his couch, straddling his lap in the late hours of the night for the third time this week. 

like you remembered, his lips were warm and soft, his cheek brushing against yours as you melted into him. you could kiss him for hours and not notice the time passing at all, so focused on the rhythm of his mouth working you up more than anything you'd done with any man you'd slept with before.

the heat of his hands resting on your hips sends shivers up and down your spine, unconsciously arching towards him as his tongue pushes into your mouth.

one gentle hand travels carefully up beneath your shirt, tracing the skin of your stomach before stopping at your breast, your heartbeat racing beneath his palm.

your breath is hot on his cheek as you readjust your position, slipping your knees onto either side of his hips and sinking down to straddle his lap. your clothed cunt throbs as he presses his bulge against the inside of your thigh, and you don't hold back the open-mouthed moan that escapes you as his other hand quickly reaches up to angle your jaw and guide your lips back to his.

you push your hips down a little harder on him and his nails dig into your breast. his grip tightens a little as his hips cant up against you, desperate for more pressure against his strained cock.

your eyelids flutter as his other hand tilts your chin upwards, finally breaking away from your mouth only to reattach his lips at the base of your jaw. his tongue laves over your skin before he starts to suck, and you shiver when he pulls back and cold air hits the wet patch of spit on your neck.

you have to focus hard not to drool when you open your eyes and catch a glimpse of his face, lust-glazed eyes staring up at you through his long, thick lashes, his intense gaze fixed on you.

if you ever get past this weird in-between stage of talking but not talking, maybe you'll tell him how jealous you are of his beautiful, natural eyelashes. if you ever actually get to have a conversation with him outside of calling to hook up, maybe you'll tell him how nice his lips are. you'll tell him how soft his hands are and how he's by far the best person you've ever slept with, leaps and bounds better than all the rest, and—

before you fully realize what's happening, you feel your shirt being pulled over your head and hansol's lips have made their way down to your chest. without a sound his hands roam your body, fingers drawing invisible lines over your bare skin and leaving trails of goosebumps with every touch.

he doesn't talk much during sex, or maybe you just don't know each other well enough yet for him to have much to say. aside from the way he occasionally murmurs about how perfect you are — an oddly intimate thing to say to someone who's just a friend with benefits, but coming from him it sounds so casual — the only words you ever get out of him are curses and whimpered pleas.

the only words he ever gets out of you are shamelessly begging him, please kiss me again, please, hansol; and you're always too far gone to care about how whiny you sound, because you need his lips on you so fucking bad you think you might just die without them. but he always obliges, quickening the speed of his thrusts and wrapping his arms around you tighter so he can kiss you deeper, until your lips are numb and you can still feel the weight of him holding you even hours after he's gone.

so maybe you do have a teeny tiny crush on hansol. anyone in their right mind would, and when he's finished with you tonight you're sure you won't have much mind left to even think about it. certainly this is a problem for another day, a day when you'll inevitably call him again so he can make you lose your mind all over again and you won't have to think about how much you like him, and you'll continue like that for who knows how long. 

maybe he'll get bored of you, or find someone else, or move to another city too far for you to justify travelling for a relationship that isn't even a relationship…

… but then he lets out a little groan and you fall back into reality, the reality where you've been making out with him for the past half hour and he quietly but confidently lets you know if he doesn't get his dick out soon he's definitely going to cum in his pants and not only will it make him look like a loser but he also won't get to fuck you, which is the whole reason you asked him to meet up tonight, right?

well, yeah, you guess, but a part of you knows there's more to it than that. but that's not really a conversation for right now.

you lean down to press another chaste kiss against those lips that you can't stop thinking about, and your fingers pull his t-shirt over his head before finding their way down to the button at the top of his jeans.

you've had his cock inside you more times than you think you deserve, but still your stomach bubbles with excitement as he lifts his hips and shimmies out of his pants, the outline against his briefs more than enough to make your mouth water before he slips those off, too.

for tonight, you're the recipient of his undivided attention. you alone get to have him and his perfect cock all to yourself; maybe not forever, but for right now, and that's all you really need.

he presses his hand against his bulge, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as you stand up from his lap to kick off your pants and underwear.

you must have been taking too long for his liking, though, because as soon as you're fully nude his hands tug impatiently at your waist and pull you back down onto him. 

he lets out a heavy sigh, the head of his cock pressed deliciously against your clit as you start to rock your hips back and forth.

but before long his hands bring you to a stop and he lets out his usual string of pleas to let him fuck you, and now it's your turn to sigh in relief as he pushes into you, the stretch so natural like he was the only one who was made to sit you on his lap.

he doesn't move right away. he never moves right away, whether to give you a chance to adjust or maybe because he himself can't handle the feeling. either way, you always struggle to take in a shaky breath as your walls flutter around him, perfectly thick and long that you could probably cum untouched like this if you sat there for long enough.

but as badly as you want to never move and let him cockwarm you for hours, he always eventually moves. 

he starts out slow, just a few inches at a time, a gentle in and out that's almost romantic until you feel like you can breathe normally again— right before he knocks the breath out of you, increasing his pace until the room is filled with the loud sounds of skin against skin.

he always fucks you like it's been months since he's came, even though you know for a fact it was last thursday and all over your stomach. all you can do now is hang onto his broad shoulders for dear life, nails scratching helplessly at his muscles as he carries you up and over the edge, pushing you into the first of many orgasms tonight.

sometimes he'll make a comment about how wet you get when he fucks you like this, rough and fast as he pounds into you like there's no tomorrow. and that's when you'll agree, yes you love it so much, yes he's so good, yes you need more and please, please keep going.

if it were anyone else they'd probably smirk at that, satisfied with the momentary boost to their ego. but that's what you love about hansol, is that he's not anyone else: he'll take those words and use them to somehow fuck you even rougher and even faster, so rough and so fast that sometimes tears will start to roll down your cheeks, and that's usually about when you start begging him to kiss you.

you can't help it. the way he bounces you so effortlessly on his cock, his lips parted and beads of sweat trickling down his neck, you need him bad. you want to be closer to him, closer than you know is physically possible but damn if you won't try anyway.

throwing your hands around his neck and falling against his chest, tears still streaming from your eyes as you plead with him, repeating his name over and over and over like you've lost your mind and he's the only thing left. in all honesty, maybe he is.

he quietly shushes you and tilts his chin up to capture your lips in the kiss you so badly crave, and it's everything you need and more and somehow still not enough but you can't think straight anymore when his cock is hitting you just right and his mouth is also just right and each vein, each curve, each ridge, drags perfectly along your walls and he's splitting you open and goddamn you are ruined for anybody else.

you feel like you're skirting in and out of consciousness when you cum again, squeezing around his cock so tight that even his powerful thrusts can't continue at their current pace.

it isn't long before he lets go too, holding you flush against his body as he fills you up, painting your insides white with a breathy moan, and in a weird way it makes you feel kind of proud.

you both sit there for a moment, panting as you start to come down.

without even standing up you already know your legs are jell-o, but you don't really have time to think about that as hansol lifts you off his lap and sets you carefully on the couch, leaving you with another kiss before he stands up and disappears down the hall, returning seconds later with a towel that looks suspiciously new.

you'd asked him about his bathroom towels last time you'd been over at his place. a mismatched collection of white and brown and aquamarine that he'd taken with him when he'd moved out of his parent's house, he said, he'd never really had a reason to buy a set of his own. 

the grey cloth in his hand now that he uses to gently wipe between your legs is one you don't remember seeing.

he finishes and you want him to kiss you again, but you're too shy to ask now so he leaves you again with just a kind smile this time.

you've put most of your wrinkled clothes back on by the time he comes back. he offers to drive you home every time afterwards, but you always insisted you were fine, already feeling like you'd overstayed your welcome.

this time he doesn't offer, though, just quietly sits down next to you to pull on his own clothes until you're both fully dressed.

he speaks before the awkward silence has time to set in.

"have you been seeing anybody else?" he asks, and it's probably the longest sentence he's spoken to you outside of when he's fucking you.

it takes you a couple seconds to say no. god, you sound like a loser, but you couldn't lie to him. since the very first time with hansol the thought of seeing anyone besides him hadn't even crossed your mind. just like you thought; ruined.

it takes him a couple seconds to reply, too. 

"good," he says, and you could almost swear his cheeks are pinker than usual as he admits that he hasn't been with anyone, either. "could we keep it that way?"

your breath catches a little. "yeah?"

"yeah," he answers. "whatever… this is, i like it. and i like you."

and just like that, things make sense. 

"maybe, would you, y'know, wanna stay this time?" he asks, and you can't hide the grin on your face as you lean over and kiss him again, your answer evident in the way your hand falls against his warm chest and your fingers weave gently through his hair.

everything is so simple with hansol.

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[too-tired-omg]

I just realised why I like the "impossible love" trope so much.

You see, when an "impossible love" is portrayed in media, its about two people that love each other so deep, so much, so hard. The circumstances are what makes it impossible for them to be together, but if it was for them... if it was for them everything would be so perfect.

If it was for them, they would live the happily ever after they've always dreamt of, either together or each on their own. They would kiss and smile out in broad daylight, hold hands, and enjoy the other's smile, their laugh, the sparkle in their eyes. And they would be in love the way they want to be in love.

But they can't. Because of the end of the world, a war, a family feaud, a promise, their duty, pure hate towards them... and it can't be. But they want it to be. It's not that there's no love. It's not that there's no desire or willingness or lack of fear or doubt. Is that there is something bigger than themselves that prevents them from showing it out loud.

And maybe it's terrible and I shouldn't wish for this but, I can't help but want a love where the reason it isn't happening is not because they don't love me or I don't love them, I don't wanna have any more one-sided love, I'm tired of it. I just would like an impossible love that isn't impossible because of us, but because of them.

[gamergirl929]

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[kflixnet]

New to KFLIXNET: Check out our member Maks's drabble!

[03:23am] L.JN

genre; one-sided love, angst, fwb, suggestive — word count; 323 — warnings; kissing

jeno knew very well that he was a giver. as long as he knew it would make the other party happy, he was willing to do pretty much anything.

he is willing to exhaust himself, draw out every last bit of his strength if that meant one more look from you. there was no such thing as asking for too much, at least there wasn't when it came to you.

you are his everything, and you know it. calling him and unreasonable hours, asking him to do things he really shouldn't, and leaving him with dust.

this night was a replay of everything you promised you wouldn't do again. you were at his doorstep, kissing him like he was the only one for you. you let him hold you, molding his body into yours and leaving a piece of his heart.

he wasn't stupid, you would leave the moment the two of you finished your intimate after care bath. you'd would act like it was another spur of the moment mistake, and promise him that this could never happen again.

jeno would nod at your words, returning straight to his bed after you leave to just lay there and think. your strawberry perfume still prickled his nose, and your pink-ish lip tint marks once again stained his sheets.

he lets out a sigh, his eyes squinting at his bright phone screen at this late hour. he types his message as slow as possible, trying to delay what he was about to say, but he knew he had to cut the loose tie eventually.

jeno: that was the last bit of my heart that i'll leave behind for you. i'm leaving tomorrow. goodbye.

he knows that you won't come back tomorrow to stop him. if you had truly cared for him, you would have noticed all the packed boxes in his house.

if you had truly cared for him, you wouldn't have allowed him to love you with all his broken heart pieces.

[chillgorl]

guys I expressed genuine emotion again 🤮

[minbon]

🐰 JJK Fics 🐰

a.k.a. the fics that introduced me to a whole new obsession.

or in other words... i thought i was never into jjk, but these fics proved me wrong 😩😩😩

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One Night Stand by @buryhny (ceo!jk, a,f,s, pregnancy, slowburn) ["wanna go upstairs?"]

Sweet & Spicy by @ktownshizzle (fluff, idol!au, strangers to ?) [“Are you also on the menu?”] (this is a drabble to K's T&C)

Play pretend ! by @frmisnow (smut, angst , fwb) ["Fuck, I think I like you"]

Just a Veil by @jjungkookislife (430 words BUT the angst in here???) ["You would never be Jungkook’s bride."]

Navigating Tides by @jjungkookislife (exes to lovers, a, f, s) [“Let’s make up for lost time.”]

RUN [ I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII] by @neonlights92 (arranged marriage, gang au) [“I suppose I should welcome you to the family, ...Mrs Jeon.”]

Colour Me In by @taegularities (fwb, fake dating, college!au; f, a, s) ["I need you to be my boyfriend. Please.”]

Ruin you (ft. kth) by @taegularities (established relationship, fwb; f, a, s) [“Do you really want that so bad?”]

Mature by @jiminrings (angst, fluff, f2l) ["What I'm not okay with is that you didn't even give me the chance.” ]

fifth wish by @jiminrings (a,f, unrequited love (at first)) [“For us to never see each other again.” ]

how long will we fall by @jiminrings (soulmate au, unrequited love (at first), a, f) [“What happens if your soulmate doesn’t want you?” ]

Chasing Cars by @oddinary4bts (brother's best friend, s, a, f) [“You fucking touch her, you’re dead.”]

tolerate it by @back2bluesidex (angst, breakup) [Yes. Yes you are not her. ]

Poison by @back2bluesidex (s, a, unrequited love) [“I pick my poison and it’s you.” ]

and they were roommates (ft. kth) by @hoseok666 (college au, sloooooowburn) [“Hi, new roommate!”]

WINE Series by @hoseoksluna (smut) [“If I were to have a glass of wine with you.. Then, there would be no party to go to.”]

Little Juice (WINE drabble) by @hoseoksluna (smuuuuut) [“You must be thirsty after all that dancing”]

Mutual help by @personasintro (fakedating au, slow burn, a, s, f) ["Can you pretend to be my girlfriend?" ]

Pour up (ft. kth) by @jungkxook (smuuuut) ["Pour up, baby girl.”]

Maid for you (ft kth) by @forgottenpasta (smuuuut, dvp) ["Will you let me clean you up, doll?”]

Just Friends by @kinktae (bf2l , s, f, a) ["You just love to run your mouth, don't you, baby girl?"]

Clandestine by @junghelioseok (f,s, brother's bestfriend) [“I knew you were into me.”]

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H A P P Y R E A D I N G (~°○°~)

[bernardmatthews]

matt fucking you after he gets jealous

fwb!matt

WARNINGS: dom!matt, spitting, choking, matt’s jealous, p in v, dacryphilia, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap), cream pie, possessive!matt, based off this request

that’s how you ended up in this position with matt. your skirt bunched around your waist, your panties somewhere on the floor as matt is thrusting his cock in and out of you at a relentless speed. his hand wrapped perfectly around your throat. choked moans and cries fall from your lips as he hits that sweet spot with every snap of his hips. your body sensitive from all the denied orgasms.

“open your mouth f’me” his voice coming out low and rough, his usually light blue eyes now darker, piercing into your own as you open your mouth. a glob of spit landing right on your tongue.

“gonna be a good girl and swallow it for me?” he coos, the pace of his thrusts not stopping anytime soon. you nod as you close your mouth, swallowing the saliva as a groan leaves matt’s lips at the sight.

“fuckkk- that’s it such a good girl for me” he praises. his hand still tightly wrapped around your throat, forcing your face to look at him while he pounds into your sopping cunt. wet squelching and the sound of his hips snapping against you filling the small bathroom. if it weren’t for the loud music outside at the party anyone nearby would’ve hear the two of you.

he trails his eyes down to where the two of your bodies meet, relishing in the sight of your pussy wrapped around him so perfectly. “fuck this pussy was made for me wasn’t it?”

“y-yes matt.. oh fuck- ‘s all yours” your words coming out as a moan as he continues to fuck you dumb on his cock. he pulls you in for a rough kiss, swallowing each moan that falls from your mouth. he knows your close, he can feel you clenching around him so tightly, like you want to milk his cock for what it’s worth.

pulling back to speak again “all fucking mine yeah? you think that guy could fuck you this good?” slamming his hips into you between each word. his grip on your hip getting even tighter, his hand still steady on your neck.

your face was completely flushed with a fucked out expression on it, your pupils absolutely blown, matt couldn’t take his eyes off you if he even tried.

“n-no! jus you..” you almost cry, tears beginning to prick from your eyes as he continues to hit your g spot, abusing it with the tip of his cock. “please need to-..” you’re cut off by a choked out moan. the pleasure completely taking over your body as he works you absolutely dumb.

his hand finally leaves your neck, trailing down to between your two bodies. his thumb rubbing circles on your clit as you throw your head back with another sharp whine slipping past your lips.

“let go for me, been such a good girl for me, can feel ya squeezin me” he coos, moans falling from his own lips as he feels himself teetering the edge.

“make a mess all over my cock, know you can do it baby.” his fingers working on your sensitive bud faster. with those words your orgasm comes crashing over you. tears slipping down your face, cries of his name coming from you, filling the tight room. the gushing sound of him still pounding into you, chasing his own high as he continues to fuck into you. wrapping your legs around his waist to keep him close.

“gonna fill this sweet pussy up” he groans, his thrusts becoming sloppy before he thrusts into you one more time, keeping himself buried deep inside you as you feel his cum spill into you. the substance painting your walls white as a series of moans fall from him. slowing his pace to ride out his high before fully coming to a stop.

he slowly pulls out, watching the mixture of your juices and his cum slowly leak out of your pussy. “fuck, never gonna get tired of seeing that.” he says quietly, mainly to himself. he takes the cum leaking out of you onto his two middle fingers, shoving it right back into your abused hole earning another whine from you.

he grabs your panties slipping them right back onto you. “gon’ keep my cum inside you the whole way home. i’m not done with you yet.” and with that he tucks himself back into his pants, helping you up from the counter before exiting the bathroom.

you were in for a long fucking night.

a/n: hi it is literally almost 5 in the morning and i have to be awake in 2 hours but here’s some fwb!matt in the mean time🙂‍↕️

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[antl3rqueen]

fwb!vi gets jealous and fucks you in a party bathroom

18+

warnings: g!p vi. mirror sex. spanking. degrading.

you and vi had an agreement. you two would occasionally hook up whenever you needed to satisfy your urges. no strings attached and you guys had been doing just that. all was well... until tonight.

you were currently at a party on campus and you were having a great time. you had had a few drinks with your friends and you were now making out with a cute girl. vi was at this party too, watching you make out with some random chick. she shouldn't feel jealous because she's done the same thing countless times before. you guys weren't even a couple. you were just a good fuck for her every once in a while and that was that. but seeing you let some other girl shove her tongue down your throat and possibly let her take you back to your dorm room later? no, vi wasn't about to let that happen.

vi storms over to you and grabs your arm, wordlessly pulling you away from the girl. "what the fuck-" vi tightens her grip on your arm and tugs you upstairs, not giving you a chance to wriggle out of her hold. she pulls you into an empty bathroom, locking the door before she turns around to face you, arms folded over her chest. "what the fuck do you think you're doing, vi? you can't just-"

your words were cut off by her lips on yours, her tongue immediately invading your mouth, almost as if she was claiming your mouth as hers. you melt into the kiss, still feeling a little confused about this but hey you weren't complaining. you had a hot girl kissing you... who would complain?

"you're such a fuckin' slut, you know that?" vi mumbles against your mouth, her fingers moving to unbuckle her belt. vi had never called you a slut before, it weirdly made a warm feeling settle in your lower stomach… "letting some whore shove her tongue down your throat like that. i didn't know your standards were that low." vi grabs your wrists and wraps her belt around them, forcing them to be restrained behind your back. her hands grab onto your hips and spins you around so you were facing the sink. you tug on the restraints and attempt to turn around but vi simply presses down on your back, forcing you to be pinned underneath her. "stay down."

vi's tone was commanding and deeper than usual- it made you want to obey her- so you did. as you lifted your head you're met with the sight of your reflection in the mirror, pressed against the sink with vi standing behind you, unbuttoning her jeans.

"if you wanted to be fucked you should've just said so instead of throwing yourself at the first person who was willing to give you attention." you feel vi hitch the bottom of your dress up your hips and pull your panties to the side, your bare pussy greeting her. vi let out a hum before her hand came down on your ass causing your hips to involuntary jerk at the sudden spank.

"now, be a good girl and let me take care of you, yeah?" vi pulled her jeans and boxers half down, her hard cock springing free. she thrusts her hips forward, burying her cock inside of you to a hilt, not even bothering to give you a warning. no, you didn't deserve a warning.

"f- fuck!" your mouth fell open in an 'o' shape as you felt vi's cock invade your tight pussy, your walls fluttering around her length. she gave you a moment to adjust before she started to thrust her hips forward, fucking you deep.

"mmm, that's it." vi growls as she fucks in and out of you at a fast pace. her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling your head up so you were forced to watch yourself in the mirror. "look at yourself... look like a fuckin' slut."

all you could do was let out a whine in response and bask in the feeling of vi's cock splitting you open perfectly, making eye contact with yourself in the mirror like vi had told you to. you had never been fucked in this way before and it made you a little concerned at how much you seemed to be enjoying it. you liked having vi bound your wrists, you liked having her call you a slut and you liked having her use your body for her pleasure. it seemed you were learning some things about yourself tonight that you never thought possible.

"such a perfect pussy." vi's other hand collides with your backside again, causing a moan to spill from your lips. "oh, you like that do you? not surprised." she spanks you again, your cheeks flush red from embarrassment at how much you were enjoying this.

"think you can just let other people fuck this pussy, hm?" vi let out a dark chuckle and shook her head, her fingers tightening their grip in your hair, earning a wince from you. the pain only added to your pleasure. "it's mine."

"say it." you felt her thrust deeper, hitting that one particular spot that made your pussy clench around her. her hand met your ass again, your skin starting to turn red from her actions. "go on." spank. "say." spank. "it." spank.

"It's- my pussy is yours, vi!" you were a blubbering, moaning mess underneath her, her cock hitting your g spot deliciously with every thrust. you could tell vi was getting close too because her movements were getting sloppier and her grunts were getting louder.

"that's- hah- that's my good girl." her hand untangles from your hair and drops to rest on your hips, guiding them up and down on her cock. her head falls back as she feels herself ready to cum, her hips snapping into you faster. "yes! fuck- baby!"

vi’s load spills inside of you, filling you up with her seed. her actions cause your own orgasm to tremble over you. she stays inside of you for a short while, slowly fucking you- and herself- through the pleasure. she places a soft kiss on your shoulder and pulls out of you, her gentle actions a stark contrast from her earlier demeanour.

she pulls her boxers and jeans back up, grabs your panties and stuffs them into her pocket- saving them for later- before she tugs your dress back down. she grabs your bound wrists and undoes the belt, freeing your hands.

she grabs your hips and spins you around so you were facing her, her lips finding yours. it was a soft kiss that instantly made your heart flutter. "you're mine, cupcake."

[aquasoftware]

i really love your smau’s there so good !! Can you write a smau with the jjk men getting jealous?

✕ NO STRINGS ATTACHED? ᥫ᭡

FT | Satoru G, Suguru G, Kento N, Choso K, Toji F, Sukuna, R.

Desc | Whether it’s posting someone on your story, Tik tok reposts that may or may not relate to them, or laughing at another man’s joke ➜ your fwb doesn’t seem too happy with the idea of you entertaining anyone else.

Cw | fwb trope, mix of fluff, angst, and suggestiveness + pre rls. | ML | Other smaus? ➜ 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, & 6. + PART TWO

Divider/Boarder creds | hyuneskkami + enchanthings-a.

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[sugarwarachan]

random horny thoughts - blue lock, part 2

CHARACTERS: oliver, bachira, kunigami, nagi, chigiri, karasu CWS: humiliation, pet play, daddy kink, somnophilia, hand kink, masturbation, stocking kink, foot fetish adjacent NOTES: (･ω･)つ pls enjoy these filthy thoughts while I try to break free of my writer's block

he only found out recently, but oliver has a teeny tiny little thing about humilation. the first time he realizes is when you pull him off your clit and whine that you like the way your other fwb does it. “just use your dick. maybe i’ll get off that way.” and he knows you’re not doing it on purpose, that you’re usually this blunt with him, but the words make him fucking shiver. “oh yeah? need me to watch him tongue this tight little hole so I get it right next time, sugar?”

bachira likes putting you in a collar and cat ears. he’s not hardcore into pet play, but when you sit at his feet and nuzzle his cock through his pants with your nose, he can’t help but get hard. “need something, kitten?”

post-wildcard kunigami has a daddy kink plain and simple. you call him it by accident the first time he has you in prone bone, his big hand pinning your arms behind your back and making you take him. “daddy, please,” falls out of your mouth before you can stop it, and he’s immediately as close as he can get to you, bullying his cock over your g spot and making your eyes cross. “say it again, babygirl. let me know who’s making you feel good.”

feels pretty canon to say that nagi would be into somno, whether that’s receiving or giving. when he’s had a long day on the field, he secretly hopes that you’ll suck his dick after he’s gone to bed. he doesn’t even need to wake up fully; he’s sure the warm, wet suck of your tongue and throat will imprint itself on his brain anyway.

chigiri is OBSESSED with hands. like follows nail art accounts and hand models obsessed. when he first meets you, he has to excuse himself to the bathroom and jack off into the sink because you have the prettiest fucking hands he’s ever seen. he thinks about the pale pink nails, each embedded with a tiny pearl or bow or rhinestone, how it would look to see such feminine fingers wrapped around the heavy girth of his throbbing dick.

karasu gets hard every time you wear tights. it’s so obvious, him sitting there with a prominent bulge in his pants. you saunter over to rub the heel of your stockinged foot on his hardening cock. “take it out, baby, come on. I wanna see how hard I get you from just a pair of tights.” you smirk at it when it bobs against his stomach, angry red tip already leaking. it only takes a few rubs of your feets over his shaft before he’s grunting and shooting ropes of cum all the way up to his chest.

masterlist here. reblogs and comments always appreciated <3

[omitea]

♯ ATTACHED TO YOU .ᐟ

SMAU: the jjk! men + fwb! including being attached?…yikes situations-ships, misleading, probably ooc (standard tag), toxicity, profanity, misunderstandings, slightly suggestive language, modern! sukuna, angst.

ft. g. satoru, g. suguru, k. nanami, h. higuruma, k. choso, t. fushiguro, i. takuma & r. sukuna. || smau m.list.

note. abandoned this start of last month, i understand why. anyways i’m too tired to proofread!! this is literally all over the place.

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©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 & 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 !

[kflixnet]

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⇢ jaemin fwb texts

pairing : jaemin x fem!reader genre : fwb/situationship/sneaky link au, college au, crack, fluff, suggestive warnings: implied sexual content MDNI! (tho nothing explicit), swearing, talks of children??

note: bye- im too far gone😭 jaem's insta photos got me

[ part 2 ]

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[iwaaizoomies]

jealous fwb gojo ?! (cream pie, breeding kink, matting press)

gojo is only your friend with benefits, right?

it was how it started anyway— you wanted a quick fuck and he was around. having known him since high school meant that you two know each other very well, and it makes the job easier.

but you’re questioning that relationship more and more recently.

gojo is kissing you more than ever today— he’s got you in a mating press too. trapped by you own thighs, your tongue, lips and jaw are covered with his saliva, sticky with a certain sweetness to it.

“toru—!” you whimper as the finger on your clit circles faster, “i can’t!” overstimulation nips at your core as he rushes you to your umpteenth orgasm.

“hmm? you can baby. you’re gonna take all that i’m giving you.” it’s unfair how he looks so, normal, while his hips gyrate inside you, rutting and rutting against your g-spot like it’s his new home.

what’s the matter with him today? first he drags you to his house to fuck right after your meeting with kento, now he’s fucking you like he owns you.

“you r-ready? i’m gonna paint your walls with my cum until no man can ever look at you and not see that she’s mine.” he stutters. his motion is even more erratic now, desperation leaking into every inch of his being, “fuck— toru please give it to me!”

it sends him over the edge immediately— shudders raking through his body while he collapses on top of you. oh god, he’s still hard.

“next,” he glowers, pulling out, “i’m gonna fuck a dozen kids into this pussy until kento can’t look at you the same.”