#yoshi imagines

[yoshinoritoshi]

Probably strange...

But I wanted to write Reader as Nathaniel's wife during the time when Ithaqua is pretending to be him... You easily realize that he isn't your husband because Ithaqua doesn't yell at you or scold you for existing, and he doesn't know how to interact with a woman he's 'married' to at all...

Mostly, I just wanted Reader to play ignorant to not knowing he's pretending to be Nathaniel, and then when it's time for Ithaqua to leave after rescuing his mother- you tell him that you knew all along and he's taken back because... Well, he's learned that a husband and wife are supposed to love each other, if you knew he wasn't your husband all along, why did you 'love' him? Treat him kindly? Care for him? Show him affection? Ithaqua doesn't understand... But he's eternally grateful for you helping him to escape.

Then... Some years later, when he is all alone again, I wanted him to visit the ruins of the church (which burned down sometime after he escaped with his mother) and find Reader there, praying. Silently regarding each other as they're both truly alone with no one else in the world...

...it could be a good story, maybe?

[haechanhues]

[8:55pm] dinner tables are for families. boyfriend!yoshinori misses his. but he loves that he sees your face across from him, cheeks full of the late dinner that took too long to prepare. the happiness in the room has a hearth, a home in the swell of your chest. it radiates from you and all that sit around you. boyfriend!yoshinori, even though he misses his family, laughs all night. talks excitedly. has a great time. and even though dinner tables remind him that he hasn't been home in a long time... he can't say he's not with his family.

[ithinkabouttzu]

TOO SWEET || Yoshinori Kanemoto

genre: fluff, a little angst

Warnings: Jihoon is a little mean in this (sorry y’all) Insecurity, relationship issues

Description: When on a lovely trip with your boyfriend and his friends, you realize Yoshi thinks he’s too soft to be your boyfriend.

a/n: This is a College boy au for our treasure boys!!! Only the hyung line is mentioned!! This prompt was requested so long ago, sorry for the wait but I hope you all enjoy!!

It was a nice, relaxing day. Your toes in the sand, the warmth from the sun filling you up with joy. Your boyfriend, Yoshi, had invited you on a trip to Jeju with some of his friends at university. You were their guest for the nice trip, 7 days of complete paradise he had picked out for you and his friends. It had been only the third day but you could tell that something had been different about him. There was some hesitance from Yoshi, you couldn’t exactly tell why, but every one of the days you and him had been in Jeju on this nice resort, he had refrained himself from any PDA around others, which was quite unlike him. Normally, you were having to pry his hands off of you any chance you were around your friends or his. To be completely honest, he was more of the clingy type when it came to you, always wanting to hold your hand and kiss you every chance he got. And of course you didn’t mind it one bit, it was his way of showing his love for you, to completely shower you in his affection was the goal everyday he was around you. Well, except for these past few days you had been on this trip. He had been characteristically different too, walking around this entire time with his chest puffed out and head held high, perhaps a little too high. He had also seemed to take up strength training with dumbbells in the morning. Which you had yet to see him actually take a liking to. Maybe it was all of the testosterone in the air from being around 4 other boys, but he was seeming to become a bit more assertive than his usual self. You weren’t sure if maybe he was mad at someone or something had happened but you had yet to talk to him about it. And with the way he was acting, it was starting to seem like you would never find alone time to talk with him. You heard a familiar voice creep up on you, rushing you out of your thoughts. “Honey, would you like to come play some beach volleyball with us? Me and Jihoon need an extra player.” His shadow enveloped you from the shade. Feeling the loss of warmth coming from the sun, you open your eyes to see Yoshi, standing right below your feet, still waiting for a response to his question. “Sure thing.” You gave him a cheeky reply with a smile on your face, holding your hand out for him to grab you up. Him holding your hand for that brief moment had been one of the small bits of PDA you’ve gotten from him at this amazing resort. You got up and wiped the sand off of your bathing suit, making sure there weren’t any small grains on you before joining the guys in what looked to be an eventful game of beach volleyball.

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It was a three on three game. You, Yoshi, and Jihoon against Hyunsuk, Junkyu, and Asahi. Your team was up 24 to 22, one more point and you guys would win the game. You look to your side to see your boyfriend intensely gazing at Junkyu who was about to serve the ball over on the other side of the net. The ball came over fast, barely giving you time to prepare for it, the ball looked like it was coming closer and closer towards you, well that is before Yoshi hit the ball over just before it got to you. You watched the ball spiral over and drop to the ground. The team won! Mostly because of Jihoons crazy competitiveness and Yoshi's sudden ambition to win the game. It seemed like they were a team of two, getting every ball before it even got close to dropping to the ground. You made sure to return some of the passes sent on your side, but those two were the MVP of the whole game. “Yeahh let’s go!” You heard your boyfriend shout to Jihoon, who was loving this new side of Yoshi. Both of them bumped fists before heading to you to celebrate. “How’d you like that Honey, we won!” Yoshi hugged you tight before picking you up in a small spin. You’d never seen him so competitive, you couldn’t lie, it was cute, but you still missed his carefree nature. “Good game guys” Hyunsuk came over to the other side of the net along with Junkyu and Jaehyuk. “So the deal was, ice cream on you guys tonight?” Jihoon said in a smirk. You laughed, of course there was some sort of catch to an innocent game of volleyball, with these boys especially.

-

The fun day at the beach was cut short, all because of a thunderstorm that decided to show up out of nowhere. Since the stormy weather decided to interrupt the time on the beach, you all decided to finally treat yourselves to that ice cream your team won earlier. After getting ready and heading down into town, you guys were finally there. It was a cute little ice cream shop, not many people were out because of the rain, leaving you and the boys there to enjoy the nice treat mostly alone other than a couple of others in the store. You all got your delicious treats and finally settled for a table by the window to watch the rain. You sat beside Yoshi and looked at him attentively, he was focused very clearly on the cone in his hand, making him very unaware of your gaze. “Are you liking your ice cream?” You said to him with a laugh. “Yes, but not as much as I like you” He said with a smile on his face that you could only describe as boyish. “So, Y/n, how are you liking it in paradise?” Asahi asks, taking a big spoonful of his chocolate ice cream. “I’ve really liked it so far, Jeju is nice!” You said, shaking your head up and down in enjoyment. “Me too! Other than losing to Yoshi in a game of volleyball, I think I've had lots of fun.” He said with a smirk on his face, followed by break out fits of laughter by the other side of the table about something you didn’t quite catch. “What?” You questioned the boys, wondering what was so funny. “Nothing, we just thought it was funny how competitive he was being earlier.” Jihoon said, referring to Yoshi with the point of a finger. “What’s funny about me trying to win the game?” Yoshi said in a reply to Jihoons comment. The whole table got silent. You wanted to say something, that it was wrong of them to joke about him, but before you could, Jihoon spoke up again. “It’s not funny, it’s just that..” Jihoon paused as if he was trying to find the right words to say. “You’re just too sweet for your own good sometimes, we’ve just never seen you like that is all.” He said with a smile as if he was trying to play it off as a nonchalant comment that intended no harm. “So guys let's be honest, if you had to be bit by one, which would it be, Piranha or Barracuda?” Hyunsuk said, disrupting the conversation. Before you knew it the boys were on a whole different topic almost immediately. You took a sigh of relief, a simple comment like that could have turned into a big argument, hopefully Yoshi didn’t take it to heart. Jihoon could have only meant it in the best way possible. You looked over to him and he was joining into the conversation, choosing Piranha over Barracuda. He looked quiet… even though he was talking and engaging in conversation, it felt like something was missing in his tone, something was wrong. You reminded yourself to talk about it with him when you and him got back to the hotel.

-

“Mmm '' You sighed out once you hit the soft bed. You and the rest of the guys had been out all day. From swimming to ice cream chilling, it was easy to say you were exhausted, but you still had yet to talk to Yoshi about what happened earlier. You sat up on the bed and kicked your shoes off softly. “Babe?” Yoshi speaks up, standing in the doorway of the bathroom. He had already gotten his pajamas on and looked like he was ready for bed as much as you were. “Yes?” You weren’t sure what he was going to say. “Please be honest, do you think I act soft?” He came closer to you and sat on the bed, his voice sounded desperate for an answer. “No, of course not. You are the sweetest boy ever.” You gave him a sweet smile. Your hand found his back and started to caress him gently. “But that's the problem, no one wants a boyfriend like me, sweet and stuff.” He lowered his head, not daring to look up at you. You felt terrible hearing those words come out of his mouth. All you wanted to do was hold him and tell him everything would be alright. “I do, I love having you as my boyfriend. You are the best to me, I promise. Don’t let anyone tell you differently.” You immediately hugged him after saying that. You hated seeing him sad like this. He was truly a perfect boyfriend. Anyone would be lucky to have him as their boyfriend. He relaxed once he felt your arms around him. “Are you sure?” He whispered in your ear softly. You could tell that sleep was to come over him any minute. “Promise.”

To whoever requested this, thank you so so much!! I hope you all enjoyed!! 💙

[fabuloustrash05]

New TMNT concept: Tang Shen as Shredder

[walkingstackofbooks]

IPS/BIL AU where Tain dies before he can send the message. Garak and Worf never go to the gamma quadrant. Julian and Martok don't get rescued.

Back on DS9 the changeling is stopped pretty much just as it was in canon, with Kira and Dax managing to stop the Yukon from reaching the sun, just as it explodes. (Maybe since Garak is still on the station, he notifies Sisko that Bashir has taken the Yukon out?) This time, however, no-one knows it was a changeling, and among all the shock and grief, there's tense speculation about what the hell Julian was doing out there in a runabout with a bomb.

The changeling had planned to never be identified, believing it would sow more confusion and fear in the Federation if they believe one of their own had been secretly allied with the Dominion. And so the changeling had left behind a trail of "Julian" interacting with highly questionable locked-down message-boards such as "Would enhanced individuals be better off under the Dominion?", which would never have been tracked back to him apart from under such scrutiny he's now post-humously receiving. (The changeling knew about Julian's enhancements - to become something is to understand that thing, after all.)

Of course, it is considered whether Julian may have been impersonated by a changeling, but once the link to his enhancements has been revealed - and his parents can't hide it, they confess, and are sentenced to time in a penal colony - it seems very much decided that Doctor Bashir had become an augment extremist, biding his time on DS9 until he could play out his part in the Dominion plot. There's varying levels of acceptance of this among Julian's friends - even if it seems that they have to admit it, it's still almost impossible to believe that Julian could have tried to do that. But it doesn't really matter what they think - life has to go on, and the war's continuing whether they like it or not, and little by little they move on with their now-Julian-less lives.

Time passes. they get a new CMO. The Cardassians re-occupy the station, and Sisko leads the campaign to get it back. Worf and Jadzia get married. Garak gets a message.

A.L.I.V.E. J.S.B.

And no-one knows what to think. JSB can't be... can it? But how...

Garak argues that Doctor Bashir's death is so well-known that no-one would use his name as the basis for some sort of trap. Miles agrees. Everyone else wants to agree. (For a certain definition of 'want'. Julian being alive, not a traitor... that also means he's been doing somewhere in the past ten months, and it's difficult to think about what sort of awful place that might have been.)

Garak and Worf are sent out to chase this signal - in theory, it's recon, but naturally it quickly devolves. They get captured themsleves, finding Camp 371 and Julian, looking ten months worse for wear. Garak learns about Tain's death, and the subspace transmitter he'd began working on and that they'd only just been able to finish, having managed to recruit a recently-abducted Starfleet engineer. An engineer who's currently in solitary, leaving them with a plan to escape now there's a runabout in orbit, but no way to effect it. Unless there's something Garak can do...

And Worf, of course, meets Martok, and is impressed by the Klingon's tale of daily fights for nearly three years. "Almost every day," Martok corrects him. "There have been times when I've woken up with a sore head to find that the doctor has taken my place."

Worf looks to Julian, nodding. "So you are the man we remember," he says. "Your enhancements may have helped you fight, but it was an honourable thing to volunteer."

"My... my enhancements?" asks Julian faintly. "What- what do you mean?"

"Commander, is now really the time—" Garak tries to interrupt but Julian speaks over him.

"No, Garak, I want to know— I-I need to know. What do you mean, Worf?"

And Worf, in his short, succinct way tells Julian how they had believed he had died, and what they had discovered thereafter, and while they know now that he is not an augment extremist, his parents' confession made it clear that he is an augment.

Julian doesn't say very much after that, apart from what is needed to help with the rescue - he calms Garak down, he volunteers to try and figure out what needs doing in the crawl space ("I've learnt at least a few things from tinkering with it over those seven months...") - but otherwise, he's withdrawn and spacey. Garak perserveres - he must get Julian back to DS9, has to hope there's still time to rekindle that light in his doctor's eyes - and manages to get them out, and even locking onto the engineer's life sign in solitary. They make it to the runabout, and escape.

It's a very different sort of homecoming. This time, rather than having only a few hours to get used to the idea that Julian had been missing for a month, they've been mourning him for almost a year, angry and confused and left with so many questions. And they've had almost a week of wondering what's become of Worf and Garak, and to tie themselves in circles wondering if J.S.B really could be Julian Subatoi Bashir.

Garak gets them all beamed directly to sickbay, and it's obvious that Julian's overwhelmed enough by that without having hordes of emotional friends come to greet him. So they're allowed in, one at a time. Miles petitions to be first, and wraps Julian up in what would have been the firmest of hugs - apart from Julian's so gaunt, so... so fragile, that Miles finds he dares not squeeze too hard. Words gush out - ones that he'd never have thought he'd admit out loud - about how much he missed Julian and how glad he is none of what they said was true, and it takes him some time to realise that he's been blabbering on and Julian's not been saying a word.

Julian has been clinging onto him tightly, though, and that... that's got to be enough, for now.

[v6quewrlds]

andrei x reader everything plzzzz

but more or less just straight smut

oh look at that, another out of context wip that i never finished. enjoy <3 warnings: andrei x reader, kind of long, smut, size kink (reader is briefly described as petite, apologies lol), mirror sex, reverse cowgirl, squirting

The evening air was a cool embrace, a gentle whisper of the autumn breeze playing with the leaves outside the stadium. Inside, the cheers had long ago faded into memory, leaving only the echo of victory in the vast, empty space. Your heart still raced from the excitement of the game as you looked up at Andrei with a grin that could light the city. His broad shoulders and muscular frame stood out against the dimming lights, a testament to his athletic prowess. "You were amazing, baby," you said, your eyes shining with pride.

Andrei leaned down and kissed your forehead, his smile a little weary but no less brilliant. "Thank you, princess. I'm just glad you were here to see it. Wait for me in the car, I'll try to be quick."

Once he joined you in the car, the atmosphere thickened. Andrei's hand found its way in between your thighs, his thumb tracing circles along the skin of your upper thighs in slow circles as you drove home. The low rumble of the engine and the smooth hip-hop playing on the radio only heightened the electricity between you.

When you arrived at your apartment, the door had barely clicked shut before Andrei's mouth found yours. The kiss was a dance of passion, a celebration of the victory he'd sealed. His hands roamed over your body, exploring every curve as if it were new territory. Your hands were equally eager, pulling at his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath. Andrei's broader frame pressed yours against the door, his height leaving you feeling both protected and utterly claimed.

Breaking the kiss, he stepped back, his eyes scanning your figure with an intensity that made your knees wobble. "I want to see you," he murmured, his voice low and thick with desire. Your pulse quickened as you took in his gaze, the way it lingered on the neckline of your top, the soft curve of your hips. You knew what he was asking for, and you were more than ready to give it to him.

You moved to the bedroom, and your clothes shed along the way like a trail of breadcrumbs leading to a delicious prize. Andrei's gentle touches grew bolder, more insistent, as he revealed your brown skin to the soft light of your bedside lamp. You felt the heat of his gaze on you, a silent affirmation that you were his, that you always would be his. The room was filled with the sound of your breathing, the occasional rustle of fabric, and the thundering of your hearts.

Andrei picked you up, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms winding around his neck. He carried you to the bed, his strength evident in every step despite the exhaustion of the game. He laid you down with care. For a moment, you just stared at one another, the air crackling with tension. Then, with a smirk that sent a shiver down your spine, Andrei leaned in and whispered, "I've been waiting to do this all day."

He began to kiss you again, his hands caressing your body with a familiarity that made you shiver. His kisses grew more urgent, moving from your lips to your neck, then lower, leaving a trail of fire across your collarbones. You arched your back, your body responding to his every touch. You reached down and pulled him closer, feeling the evidence of his desire pressing against you. He chuckled, the sound vibrating through your chest. "Patience, princess," he murmured, his voice a dark promise.

"Patience is not my strong suit," you replied breathlessly, your voice thick with desire. You felt Andrei's grin against your skin as he kissed his way down your body, his hands exploring every inch of you. He took his time, savoring the moment, teasing you with the promise of more.

Andrei's fingers traced the curves of your breasts before gently pinching your nipples, eliciting a gasp from you. "Mm, you're so sensitive," he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. Your body responded in kind, arching into his touch. He continued his descent, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses across your stomach until he reached the apex of your thighs. You could feel the heat of his breath there, and it made you wet with anticipation.

He kissed the inside of your thigh before spreading your legs wider, exposing you to his eager gaze. You felt a thrill run through you as his mouth descended, his tongue flicking out to taste you. The sensation was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure through your core.

"Mm," Andrei murmured appreciatively against your skin, his tongue swirling around your clit with a practiced ease that had your toes curling. "You taste so good." His words sent a shiver through your body as he licked and kissed, building a rhythm that had your hips bucking. Your hands found his hair, your grip tightening as you tried to hold onto the sensations overwhelming you.

Andrei's touch grew more insistent, his tongue delving deeper into your folds. The way his mouth worked you made you feel like you were the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. Your breath grew ragged, your moans echoing off the walls of your apartment. You could feel the pressure building, the tension coiling in your belly like a tightly wound spring.

"Oh, Andrei," you gasped, your voice strained with need. "So good, baby. So, so good."

He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You like that?" He asked, his voice husky.

You could only nod, your eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "I love it," you managed to murmur, your voice a whimper of need. Andrei's grin grew wider before he focused back on his goal, his tongue circling and teasing your clit. You could feel yourself getting closer, your body tightening within his grasp. Your fingers inched into his thick, dark hair, tugging slightly as you urged him on.

The first orgasm hit you like a brick wall, crashing through your body in a crescendo of pleasure. You cried out his name, your hips bucking against his face. Andrei didn't let up, his tongue continuing to work its magic until you were trembling, boneless with satisfaction. He kissed your inner thighs before making his way back up to you, his eyes gleaming with pride and hunger.

"You always look so fragile when you come," Andrei whispered, his eyes dark with desire. 

He hovered over you, his large, powerful body casting a shadow on your petite frame. Your breath hitched as you felt his erection press against your thigh. You reached up, your hands finding his broad shoulders, and pulled him closer. "Want you to fuck me," you panted, your voice thick with need.

Andrei chuckled as he leaned down to kiss you, allowing you a chance to taste your sweet slick on his lips. "Not yet, babe," he murmured, his voice dropping to a purr. He kissed a path along your neck, his teeth nipping at your earlobe, sending delicious shivers through you.

Before you could fully process his words, Andrei's mouth was back on yours, his tongue demanding entry and you willingly gave it to him. Your kiss grew heated, your bodies tangling together in a delicious dance of passion. You could feel the weight of him pressing you into the mattress, his cock throbbing against you. With a casual show of strength, Andrei scooped you into his lap, your bodies perfectly aligned. Your surprised face met his smug smirk in the mirror set in front of the bed, and you realized his plan for the night.

Mirror sex was something you hadn't done in a while, though it was a little kink that had always been a favorite of Andrei's. The visual of your bodies joined together had always been a massive turn-on for him, and it didn't take much for you to get on board with the idea either. The mirror's reflection cast an erotic picture, showcasing your intertwined limbs and the gentle contrast of your skin tones. Andrei's large hand drifted down to rest on your inner thigh, his thumb brushing the wetness that had gathered there. "You're so beautiful," he murmured against your ear, his voice thick with lust.

You couldn't help but agree as you watched your reflection. Andrei's muscular body, his dark hair falling against his tan skin, and dark eyes tracing your brown skin, was a sight you never tired of. You reached down, your own hand joining his, and guided his fingers to your center. He groaned against your neck, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through you.

"Look at us," Andrei murmured, his voice a deep rumble that sent vibrations through your body. "So fucking hot."

Your eyes met his in the mirror, your smile sickly sweet. "You like watching?" you teased, your movements becoming more deliberate.

"Fuck yes, I do," Andrei groaned, his hand moving to flutter over your slick folds. You watched your reflection in the mirror, his face a mask of concentration, his hand moving with precision as he pressed his fingers into your sensitive sex. Your back arched and you leaned back into his solid chest, mouth open in a silent scream.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Come sit on this dick, baby." He lifted you slightly, his strong arms supporting you as he lined himself up with your dripping entrance.

You bit your lower lip, anticipation building as the tip of his cock teased you. "Oh, shit," you whispered, watching in the mirror as he began to push inside you. His size was never a problem for you, but the sight of his large shaft disappearing into your smaller body never ceased to amaze and arouse you. The mirror only heightened the sensation, allowing you to see every inch of him filling you up.

Andrei took his time, savoring the feeling of your tightness around him. He watched in the reflection as your body settled into his, your skin a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow. "Look how good we fit together," he murmured. "How perfect you are for me."

You moaned in response, your body stretching to accommodate his length. You watched as he pushed deeper, his muscles straining with the effort, and felt yourself get wetter with every inch. His grip tightened on your hips, guiding you down onto him. The feeling of fullness was overwhelming, a delicious pressure that made you whimper.

Andrei hummed with appreciation. He took a moment to adjust to your tightness before starting to move, his hands guiding your hips in a slow, steady rhythm. Your eyes widened as you saw the way your body responded to him, your eyes beginning to glaze with passion.

"Look at you, taking me like a pro," Andrei said with a smug smile. His grip on your hips tightened, his thumbs digging into your flesh as he helped you set a pace that was driving him wild. "I don't even think you need my help, princess. You were made to bounce on this dick, huh?"

You couldn't help but laugh, the sound a mix of pleasure and disbelief. "You're so full of it," you teased though you immediately took over. You watched your reflection as you bounced up and down, your lips parting with the softest pants. The sound of your bodies coming together filled the room, a rhythm that seemed to match the racing of your heart.

"Keep going," Andrei encouraged, his voice strained as he watched the mirror. The way your tits moved with each bounce was hypnotizing, and he felt himself drift closer to the edge. You moaned as your body fell forward, your hands catching your weight as they settled on his knees, exhaling with a whine.

"Look at you, so eager for me," he said, his voice a gruff whisper. "Think you can fuck yourself without my help?" With a smirk, Andrei leaned back, supporting himself with one hand on the bed while the other squeezed at your soft curves, watching intently as you took full control.

Your eyes met Andrei's in the mirror, the challenge in your gaze clear. You moved faster, your breath hitching as you felt another orgasm building. Andrei watched you, his own pleasure evident in the tightening of his jaw and the flex of his biceps.

"Not enough, Drei," you panted, your eyes pleading in the mirror. "I need more."

Andrei's smug smile grew into a grin as he leaned back in, taking over the rhythm once again. He picked up the pace, his hands guiding your hips over his cock, pulling and slamming with a fervor. His eyes remained locked on yours in the mirror, watching the way your pupils dilated, the way your lips parted with each desperate moan.

"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, his voice strained with effort. "Like you were made for me." His hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you in place as he sank in deeper.

The sight before you was intoxicating, an arousing mix of love and lust that had you teetering on the edge of a second orgasm. You felt his thumb circle your clit with a masterful precision, the pressure building until you were sure you couldn't hold on any longer.

"Fuck, you're going to make me come," you gasped, your breathing growing more erratic. The sight of Andrei's muscular body flexing beneath you, his abs tightening with each powerful thrust, was almost too much. His eyes remained locked on your squirming body in the mirror, a silent promise of the pleasure to come.

"Come for me, baby," Andrei urged, his voice strained with his own approaching climax. "You wanna be good for me? Make me feel it." His words spurred you on, your movements growing more frantic as you chased the orgasm that hovered just out of reach. His eyes reflected the hunger in yours.

"Wait, I..." you gasped, your eyes widening as an unfamiliar feeling embedded itself at the bottom of your stomach. "Andrei, I feel weird..." He didn't respond, his almond eyes locked on the reflection of your bodies as you moved in a rhythm so primal it seemed to resonate through the very core of your being. Andrei's teeth sank into your shoulder as he pounded into you, his breath coming in hot, heavy bursts against your skin.

"Just let it happen," Andrei growled, his voice strained with his own building release. "Trust me, baby." Your eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment before you opened them again, focusing on the reflection of your joined bodies. You nodded as you felt his cock swell within you.

A few more hard pumps of Andrei's thick length piercing into you had your eyes rolling back in your head. The sensation grew too intense to handle, and you felt the beginnings of another orgasm coil deep within your belly. "Drei, baby," you moaned, your voice trembling. "Fuck!"

A sudden gush of fluid spilled over Andrei's length, coating his thighs as he stared at the mirror in proud surprise. The look of shock on your face was matched only by the intense pleasure that painted your features. "Oh, shit," you whispered, your body shaking with the power of your climax. The sudden wetness only added to Andrei's excitement, his thrusts becoming more pointed as he watched you spill over in his lap, the beginning of his orgasm striking him at the sight of your pleasure.

"You're so fucking perfect," he groaned. "I'm gonna come," he warned, his voice thick with lust. "Take it all, baby."

You nodded, your eyes glazed with pleasure as you felt his cock swell even more inside you. Andrei's movements grew more erratic, his muscles tense with the effort to hold back. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within you and came with a moan that seemed to shake the room. His release filled you, hot and thick, and you felt his cock pulse with each spurt of cum.

For a moment, you remained joined, your bodies trembling in the aftermath of your shared climax. Your head fell back against Andrei's shoulder, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. His arms wrapped around you, holding you tight as he kissed your neck, his breathing still ragged. "Fuck, baby," he murmured against your skin, his voice filled with awe.

"Mm, I love feeling you come inside me," you purred, your voice still thick with pleasure. You leaned into his embrace, feeling the sticky warmth of your combined releases mingling between your legs. Andrei chuckled, his body still shaking with the aftershocks of his climax. He kissed your neck, his teeth grazing your skin gently.

"I finally got you to squirt for me?" Andrei whispered into your ear, his voice a mix of satisfaction and pride. You giggled, feeling a little embarrassed but mostly overwhelmed by the intense pleasure still coursing through your body.

You remained silent for a second, your breathing slowly returning to normal, the only sounds in the room the occasional squeak of the bed and your heartbeats echoing in your ears. Andrei's hand gently stroked your stomach, his thumb tracing idle patterns on your skin. You leaned into his touch, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. "Yeah, you did," you admitted with a grin. "I thought I was going to pass out."

Andrei chuckled, his chest rumbling beneath you. "I knew you had it in you," he said, kissing your neck. "It's so fucking hot, watching you let go like that." He lifted you off him carefully, the evidence of your passion sticking to your thighs and his cock. The mirror reflected your messy, post-sex glow, bodies still entangled, and you felt a sense of satisfaction that was only outmatched by the ache still lingering in your core.

Andrei rose to grab a towel from the bathroom. He gently wiped you down, taking special care to clean you up before settling you into his side. "But you're okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

"More than okay," you assured him, your eyes sparkling with levity. "I just wasn't expecting it, that's all."

Andrei's grin grew wider as he pulled the towel away, taking in the sight of your sweat-slicked skin and the way you searched for his warmth. "I thought you were gonna do it earlier, but you held out on me." He set the towel aside and pulled you closer, his hand resting low on your hip.

"Must've been the game," you teased, still breathless. "You're always extra horny when you have a good game." You traced your fingertips over the beads of sweat that glistened on his chest, his heart pounding beneath your hand.

Andrei's smile grew even wider, his teeth flashing white against his tanned face. "Maybe," he conceded, his hand moving to cup your cheek. "But it's mostly just you, baby. You always do this to me." He leaned in to kiss you, his lips soft and gentle against yours. You melted into the kiss, your body still thrumming with pleasure.

As you pulled away, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. He traced the line of your curves, watching the way your eyes closed slightly in pleasure.

[asahicore]

falling asleep with treasure !!

pairing. bf!treasure x reader genre. established relationship, fluff <//3 and crack (??) word count. 1.7k author's note. this has been sitting unfinished in my drafts for so long omg.. thank u to that one anon for remembering it existed and sending me an ask about it lmao! i had gotten this idea randomly thinking about clingy junkyu and then boom... this mess of a reaction slash headcanon slash idk thing came to life. hope u enjoy! it was also an excuse to use those photos of doyoung cz hes so cutie pie in them

fall asleep cuddling, drift apart while sleeping, wake up, notice you’re not cuddling, start cuddling again, and repeat - hyunsuk

hyunsuk gives off healthy mature long-term relationship vibes to me okay. i feel like a lot of couples that have been together for a while end up not cuddling while sleeping but rather get into their own comfortable sleeping positions, and then throughout the night, even though you’re so sleepy you’re barely conscious, when you realize that you’re not cuddling, you scooch back into each other’s arms. he always hits snooze on the alarm at least once in the morning just to get ten extra minutes of being with you before having to get up.

you both wake up stinky and sweaty every single time - jihoon

and it's because the two of you fall asleep in your cuddling position (usually you as the little spoon or resting your head on his chest, but you force him to let you spoon him sometimes), and then you don't. move. not an inch. if it gets too hot, one of you throws the blankets away, or gets rid of their pajama pants, or regains enough consciousness during the night to turn the fan on, but under no circumstances will you break away from your cuddling position - unless it is to get into another cuddling position, of course. it's quite nice, but it means that morning showers are obligatory, because you both smell atrocious after a night of being stuck to each other like glue on paper.

you’re not his partner, you’re his personal pillow - yoshi

you know those anime body pillows? yup. that's what you become when yoshi wants to cuddle. he gives me major cuddler vibes, so you’ll have tried every position in the book, but his favorite is definitely the one where he gets to use to your chest as a pillow and you graze your fingernails against his scalp. he’s got a leg hiked up over your hips and has his arms circling your waist and holding you tight. you can’t move. nothing will have him falling asleep as fast as that. your voice is like a lullaby to him, so he especially likes it if you talk to him in a low voice while he drifts off to sleep. he’s so happy he could fall asleep with a smile on his face. he’s so cute i’m going to off myself

you can’t escape the death hold he has on you - junkyu

a big portion of your time hanging out with junkyu is spent napping. something that surprises you every time is how even though he isn’t the touchiest of boyfriends, if you fall asleep cuddling, you literally cannot move unless you wake him up and make him let you go. forget going to the toilet when you wake up in the morning or getting a snack during your afternoon nap: if junkyu has you in his grip, you cannot escape. he doesn’t even seem to notice: he just wakes up with an innocent smile on his face, saying “oh, you’re awake, y/n?” even though you’ve been trying to discreetly untangle yourself from him for the past thirty minutes. 

*cutely drools on you* - jaehyuk

now i could NOT tell you why but jaehyuk gives me like… snorer and drooler vibes 😭 but like in a cute way okay… once he falls asleep he’s just out like a light, he can’t help it. he’s like those cartoon characters that sleep with their mouths wide open and there’s a bit of saliva at the corner of their lips. and they’re very light snores that are fun to record and embarrass him with. if you didn’t love him so much, it might give you the ick. but anyways, in terms of cuddling i see him as a mix of everyone above in a way; he loves both holding you close to him and being in your arms, he loves both rubbing your back or you playing with his hair, he loves falling asleep while cuddling but he’s also happy if you need more space and just have, like, your feet or hands touching. as long as you’re next to him he knows he’ll sleep well <3

wakes up every time you so much as move a finger - asahi

any asahi lore expert such as myself will know that asahi is a very light sleeper. i think for him cuddling is more of an activity than a way of falling asleep if that makes sense? like he’ll do it when you’re watching something, or when you’re talking and want to be physically close at the same time, but he just can’t fall asleep while cuddling. he also sweats easily, so the added warmth would just make it not fun for him 😭he’d do it for you if you really wanted it, but he’d rather just hold hands while sleeping or something like that. you’d also feel sorry for him with how often he woke up during the night, even if it was just for a few seconds, everytime you moved around too noisily or snored. he also always wakes up before you, and you’d need to have a conversation with him about how you’d rather wake up with him next to you rather than wake up without him, only to find him in the kitchen making breakfast for you :( he just wants to do something nice for him, but you’d rather be able to kiss him first thing in the morning!!!! sorry my bias is showing a bit

watches you while you sleep for so long it becomes creepy - doyoung

oh this boy 😭 if he falls asleep after you or wakes up before you, you just know he's going to be propping himself up on his elbow, gazing down at you with soft eyes and a fond smile because you're just the prettiest person in the world to him, and there's nothing else he'd rather be looking at. and he isn’t rattled in the slightest if you catch him doing it, too. he'll just smile wider and say "hey, baby" or "sleep well?", that fucker. it's lowkey creepy, but it's doyoung, so it's okay. it’s a bit jarring at first, locking eyes with someone right when you wake up, but you get used to it. i see him as similar to jaehyuk in the sense that he’s happy to fall asleep, cuddling or not cuddling, in whatever way you prefer. he’d probably like to fall asleep facing you so that he could see your face right as he woke up (in a lovely, enamored way, not in a creepy way!) 👍

keeps you from falling asleep but grumpy when you try to wake him up - jeongwoo

jeongwoo seriously gives me tired all day until it's time to go to bed vibes, like he'll usually be chill with bursts of energy here and there but in the evening he's like a cat with the zoomies. it's like 11pm and you're just trying to fall asleep because you have class or work the next day but your boyfriend is bouncing all over the room and talking a hundred words a minute, keeping you awake way past your bedtime. it's kinda cute sometimes, but most of the time, you want to suffocate him with your pillow. usually, though, he'll calm down if he sees you're really tired, or if you force him to stay in your arms and start threading your hands through his hair or rub patterns against his back - that really calms him down. he becomes super quiet instantly and can even fall asleep like that. but dear lord, when that alarm rings the next morning, you do not want to talk to him for the following fifteen minutes. he is so grumpy and sleepy in the morning, i just know. it's impossible to get him out of bed and you've just learnt to get up yourself and wait for him to wake up - although it's better to check that he hasn't fallen back asleep (which he usually has). he just keeps groaning for five more minutes and buries his head in his pillow to block the light out, but if you press a kiss to his cheek or forehead, that usually gets him to open his eyes and start smiling, then ask for a proper good morning kiss on the lips. this kid is annoying as hell, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

forgets his size and rests his whole body on you - haruto

haruto is like those big dogs that have no idea they're so big and wonder why they can't just lay on top of you. “it's because you're suffocating me, ruto! you're too heavy to rest your whole weight on me.” when you'd told him that, he pouted so hard and had seemed so genuinely upset that you apologized, took him back in your arms and simply neglected your need to breathe for a little longer. he is also one hundred percent that guy who will deny wanting cuddles or any sort of skinship, but if you don’t give it to him, he will be mad at you. if you do give it to him, he’ll pretend he doesn’t like it. you just have to be a mind reader, i guess. all this to say that even if he doesn’t tell you outright, haruto definitely wants to cuddle to sleep. sure, you can fall asleep in his arms if you really want (he loves it), but he’d rather fall asleep on you like yoshi does, even though he’s way too heavy for that.

you fight every time you have to decide who gets to be the little spoon - junghwan

my son.. do you guys know that “thank you myson!” jimin meme… anyways… junghwan might have buffed up over the years but do not get him wrong, that man is a little spoon until the day he dies. if you are also the little spoon, you will have to fight. simple as that. you can decide if it’ll be a tickle fight, an argument where you try to prove why you defend to be the little spoon more, or an actual fist fight (you might lose though), you’ll have to settle it one way or another. no matter how much both of you try to deny it, you love it either way anyway. as much as you love the feeling of his arms around you, there’s something about holding such a big man in your arms like he’s half the size that he is. 

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[supersmashreaderz]

Baking a Cake With The Smash Fighters(Part 2)

Smash Fighter x Reader

Part 3 Coming Soon!

Chrs: Peach, Bowser, Zelda, Sheik, Ness, Ganondorf, Marth, Roy, Pikachu and Pichu

Reader is GN!

Princess Peach:

Baking a cake with Princess Peach is like working alongside a master chef(practically the goddess of baking). She’s elegant, precise, and effortlessly graceful in the kitchen. Peach is always cheerful, offering you encouraging words as you work together. She has a knack for making even the most complicated steps seem easy. Peach shares little tips and tricks she’s learned over the years, making the experience fun and educational. Together, you create a perfectly sweet and beautifully decorated cake, with Peach adding a signature peach on top. At the end, she gives you a warm smile and says, “Thank you for helping me, this turned out beautifully!”

Bowser:

Unlike Princess Peach, Bowser’s approach to baking is loud, boisterous, and slightly chaotic. His massive claws aren’t exactly built for delicate work, so you often find yourself guiding him carefully. Despite his rough appearance, he’s surprisingly enthusiastic and eager to please, especially when it comes to impressing you. Bowser grumbles when things don’t go his way, but he quickly recovers, insisting that you’re doing great. He may add too much of something (like sugar), making the cake a bit unbalanced, but it’s still delicious. Bowser proudly presents the final result with a gruff smile, his cheeks slightly flushed as he says, “Told ya we’d make it awesome!”

Falco:

Baking with Falco feels like working with a co-pilot in the kitchen. He’s confident, a little cocky, but surprisingly skilled. He jokes and teases you throughout the process, acting like he’s the pro here, but there’s no denying he’s having fun. You’ll catch him sneaking tastes of the batter and pretending not to, but he’s quick to get things back on track when needed. Once the cake is in the oven, he leans back and casually says, “Told ya, nothing to it.” The end result is solid, and Falco looks smugly pleased, especially when you compliment his flying-themed cake decorations.

Zelda:

Baking with Princess Zelda is a calming and magical experience. She’s gentle and thoughtful, guiding you through each step with care. Zelda uses her magic to help speed up certain tasks, but she’s also deeply invested in the traditional process. Together, you create a cake that’s not only delicious but also beautifully decorated, with intricate designs made by Zelda’s careful hands. She smiles softly throughout, enjoying the peaceful time you spend together. When the cake is done, Zelda offers a soft compliment, “You did wonderfully. I hope we can bake together again.”

Sheik:

Baking with Sheik is unexpectedly efficient and smooth. Despite being more focused on combat and stealth, Sheik’s precision translates well to the kitchen. Sheik moves silently, with an air of mystery, and you find yourself impressed by her quiet confidence. While she doesn’t say much, there’s an unspoken camaraderie as you work together. Sheik seems to enjoy the peaceful break from her usual activities, and though she remains mostly composed, you catch a hint of a smile when the cake turns out perfectly.

Ness:

Baking with Ness is pure fun and chaos. He’s constantly excited, bouncing around the kitchen, eager to try every step. He often rushes ahead, which sometimes leads to messes, but his enthusiasm makes it hard to be upset. You both end up covered in flour and batter at one point, laughing the whole time. Ness loves decorating the cake, adding as many colorful toppings as possible. By the end, it might not be the neatest cake, but it’s full of fun and personality. Ness proudly presents it, his grin wide, “This is the best cake ever!”

Ganondorf:

Okay....Baking with Ganondorf is an experience you wouldn’t expect. He’s serious and stoic, handling everything with intensity, as if baking a cake is a battle to be won(to the point it's almost terrifying). His heavy-handed approach can lead to some smashed ingredients, but surprisingly, he’s very capable and doesn’t mind following instructions. You’re the one who lightens the mood, and despite his usual demeanor, you notice his efforts to make the experience enjoyable for you. When the cake is done, Ganondorf stares at it with pride, offering a rare, gruff compliment, “It turned out well… thanks to my power.”

Marth:

Baking with Marth is elegant and refined. He’s polite and charming, treating the whole process with grace. He’s surprisingly skilled, delicately handling the ingredients and ensuring every step is followed perfectly. Marth pays attention to detail, making sure the cake is as visually appealing as it is delicious. Throughout the process, you exchange light conversation, and he occasionally shares stories from his homeland. By the end, the cake is a work of art, and Marth offers you a sweet smile, “It was an honor to bake with you. This cake is a testament to our teamwork.”

Roy:

Roy is full of energy in the kitchen, which makes baking with him exciting but sometimes chaotic. He’s eager to help, but his enthusiasm sometimes causes spills or slight mishaps. Still, he’s quick to laugh at himself and keep going. He gets a bit competitive, trying to do things faster or better, but it only adds to the fun. You both end up with flour in your hair and batter on your clothes, but Roy’s smile never fades. The final cake may be a bit rough around the edges, but Roy is beaming with pride as he declares, “We did it! This cake is gonna be awesome!”

Pikachu and Pichu:

Baking with Pikachu and Pichu is adorable, though quite the challenge. They try to help, but their small size means you do most of the heavy lifting. Pikachu helps out with little electric shocks to speed up mixing, while Pichu excitedly runs around, trying not to cause accidents. It’s a bit of a mess, but their enthusiasm makes it all worth it. By the end, you’ve created a cute, colorful cake that both Pikachu and Pichu are proud of. They both celebrate by sharing little happy shocks, and you all sit down to enjoy the cake together.

[mchsm07]

ᴛʀᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ - ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ ᴏʀ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴏʀᴀʟ (legal line)

ʜʏᴜɴꜱᴜᴋ: Receive

He likes when you give him blowjob for a looong time. He gets excited just thinking about it. Of course, dirty talk cannot be left out when it comes to him, like "My babygirl was so hungry for my cock." He compliments your skill of the mouth to the skies. His weakness the back of your throat.

ᴊɪʜᴏᴏɴ: Both

He is a pussy eater too. Likes to trait you until you beg him to stop mainly because he can control your orgasm. To receive, he expects you to satisfy him. He lives and dies for the sight of that your lips wrapping around his dick all the way to the base. He can be greedy, veeeery greedy. Likes taking control over you, by hold your head in one place while he thrusting your mouth until you gags on him.

ʏᴏꜱʜɪ: Receive

Loves intense eye contact, making you look into his eyes and looking so innocent yet filthy as you slurp around his length. Compliments a lot. Isn’t scared to try deepthroating, as long as your open to it but still handle it gently.

ᴊᴜɴᴋʏᴜ: Receive

He would be shy the first times about getting head, but loves it too much to ever say no. He leans back and let’s you do your thing. You can also hear his vocals clearly, he can't hold back from expressing his pleasure. Grips the bed sheets until he’s about to cum.

ᴊᴀᴇʜʏᴜᴋ: Both

His bodyworship of you it applies from your head to your toes. Your body for him like the most valuable treasure. His tongue and lips play voraciously in harmony, while he watches your every reaction. To receive, he is like who admires your every movement. He wouldn't be able to be too rude to you, he just likes to "help" you a little, with his hands in your hair.

ᴀꜱᴀʜɪ: Receive

Can be sub or dom in this situation, depending on yours and his mood. If he’s sub, he’s whimpering and begging but as a dom, he threads his fingers in your hair, thrusting gently into your mouth while he is moaning softly.

ᴅᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ: Give

Knowing Doyoung's pussy eater agenda, I can't ignore it either. He can be the type who eats pussy like a hungry ethiopian. He could eat you out for hours. He’ll pull orgasm after orgasm from your body until you feel like collapsing. He wants to hear every noise you make. Loves it when you tangle your fingers in his hair and tug to really show how good you’re feeling.

[dook-s-dad]

Random thought:

Was listening to every showtape the other day, and it had me thinking…

Imagine you’re listening to music and some of the Rock-afire’s songs play, you have never seen them before, but you like how they sound.

You decide to look up what they look like, and you’re met with this.

[imsparklingunicorn]

Treasure MTL - Last The Longest

@neslihan-1234

i'm curious, who in treasure do u think would last the longest in bed/go for the most rounds?

Oh this is too easy. Honestly speaking, I think all the boys have plenty of stamina to make the love making session a great memory for their significant other and they are more than happy to go for a few rounds but there are always exceptions for some.

MTL below the cut

Let's make this into two things. First, MTL for lasting longer in bed. When it comes to last longer in bed, for me I assume it means holding on for a long time before the great climax. This seems like it is more romantic in a sense.

Most Likely

Hyunsuk, Doyoung, Asahi and Jaehyuk are the members that just want to make their S/O feel good. They will hold for as long as they can, watch their partner climax over and over again until they come to a point it was too much to bear anymore. These guys will make their partner feel good and happy.

Then we have the wild ones, Jihoon, Yoshi, Junkyu, Haruto and Jeongwoo. They can last long but not as long as the other boys and this is because, love making is not just for them to make their partner feel good. It is also for themselves to feel good so it will be hard for them to hold on to themselves for too long.

Least Likely

Then we have Junghwan. He seems a little inexperience which means he could barely hold onto himself but don't fret, the boy learns fast.

Now if we are talking about going for a few rounds, it's a different ball game altogether.

Most Likely

Jihoon is the champion. I mean the man is literally a walking ball of energy. Like I said in my previous post about him, very likely his S/O may not be able to walk the next day. Yoshi, Jeongwoo and Junghwan comes a close second. They have amazing stamina and they enjoy sex. They too might just make their partner being unable to walk the next day but even so, all four of them will definitely promise their S/O an amazing good time and lifetime of memories.

Hyunsuk, Doyoung, Asahi and Jaehyuk are the romantic men. Nevertheless, they could go many rounds but while they succeed in romancing, they seem to lack stamina. Three or fours rounds would be good enough for them. They may not turn the world upside down, but they make their partner feel good.

Haruto and Junkyu are Least Likely members to go for a few rounds. Not that they don't want to or they can't...it is more of timing with them. Most of the time, they do it and they want to rest because it takes up a lot of energy okay. But when they are in the mood, well good luck to their partners.

[yoshinoritoshi]

Hullabaloo things...

He's probably got a lot of time to relax right now, considering how banned he is in the meta. Which leaves him a lot of time to devote himself to you, and entertaining you, and loving on you in-between your matches. Sometimes he'll wrap his arms around you when you're called for your next match and insist you cancel, laying face-first on the floor dramatically when you insist that you have to go.

Such a big cutie pie, don't you think? Even though he's a menace in games, has no counters, and every survivor who has gone against talks about him like he's a boogie man, yet once he's alone with you... he's just a puppy. Hold his face and stroke his cheeks and pet his hair and he'll melt into a big springy puddle. At least when you go against him in quick match, he'll give you a tie, or at least dungeon!

And in duos? ...listen, surely the other hunter can deal with the seven survivors while he steals you away and holds you close and nuzzles into your hair so he can relax for a while. He doesn't care much about wracking up points when he gets to enjoy basking in your warmth for a bit longer. (Just ignore FG pinging him for help repeatedly while he gets shot with fifteen flare guns across the map.)

[quartergremlin]

The panel where spliter picks up a baby turtle and straight up squints at the genital area made me break out into laughter. Isnt that what people do to new kittens?! Thats not usually how someone looks at a baby!

and the kids are p okay with being manhandled like that, so it's probably fine?

[cementcornfield]

Sorry boss, something urgent came up I can’t make it to work today 😌

[nonranghaes]

heads up: food mentions

despite the way he's pawing your side of the bed for you, yoshi knows where you are the moment he inhales. the smell of breakfast hangs in the air, and he wrinkles his nose as he pulls the blankets back over him a little more. it's sweet. really, it is: he knows you're doing this because it's his birthday and you always take it as an excuse to spoil him as much as you can. but maybe he's a little greedy and he'd rather have you curled up in his arms now, holding you a little bit longer before either of you have to face the world.

no matter. he rolls out of bed after another minute of quiet pouting, as though it'll bring you back to him. he finds his way to you eventually, now dressed and ready for the day. his friends won't be stealing him away for another few hours... so he's more than content to peck your check while you're plating breakfast for the two of you.

"good morning," he mumbles, and then wraps his arms around you for a second. "thank you for cooking."

"it's your birthday, silly," you stop what you're doing for just a moment, leaning against him. "i was going to do breakfast in bed, but..."

"that's okay," he presses another kiss against your cheek, this time a little closer to your ear. "can we watch movies tonight?"

"it's your birthday," you repeat. you abandon your task entirely now, turning to wrap your arms around him. "i'll buy snacks while you're out." after a moment, you cup his cheeks. "you're so pretty. i'm glad you're in my life."

you've never been the kind of person who only ever says 'happy birthday' by itself. it's always things like this: that you're happy he's alive, that he's here, that he gets to brighten people's days. he just nuzzles his nose against your own before kissing you proper. "thank you," he says in a all-too-small voice, smiling bashfully. "i'm glad you're in my life, too."

[v6quewrlds]

blurb of honeymoon sex w andrei pls and thank u queen🤲🏾🤧🤭

last blurb to wrap up for the weekend so i can lock in on the lsu!joe fic. ty to everyone who requested! so sorry i wasn't able to do every request but hopefully after this month i'll be able to open my inbox up again <3

The bubbles in the hot tub tickled your nose as you leaned back against Andrei's chest, your eyes closed in pure bliss. The night air was cool against your skin, but the warm water kept you both cozy in your private outdoor oasis. You felt his breath against your ear as he whispered sweet pleas, making you smile.

“Again?” you asked, your voice a mix of playfulness and challenge.

Andrei chuckled, his hands skimming the water's surface before finding yours. “Always and forever, princess,” he replied, squeezing your hands gently.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you turned to face him. The moon cast a soft glow over his face, highlighting the dimple in his cheek when he grinned down at you. You felt a surge of love that washed away any remaining reservations. With a nod, you leaned in for a kiss, your heart beating hard against his chest.

Your kiss grew deeper, more urgent, as the water sloshed gently around you. Andrei's hands slid down your sides, caressing the curve of your waist before slipping under the water. He pulled you closer, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down your spine. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers tangling in his wet hair.

The two of you broke apart, both breathing deeply, and Andrei leaned back, supporting your weight. You moved to straddle him, your legs entwined under the water. He placed his hands on your hips, guiding you to settle on his length. Your soft giggles echoed through the night as the stars twinkled above, unseen through the canopy of leaves that surrounded your honeymoon retreat.

“You're so beautiful,” Andrei murmured, his voice low and thick with passion as he watched your expression shift from teasing amusement to pleasure.

You suppressed a smile, your eyes dropping to his mouth. “I'm so happy I get to be yours,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the babbling water.

Andrei's smile grew, his thumb tracing circles on the soft skin of your hip. “And I'm the luckiest man to have you, Mrs. Iosivas,” he said, his voice a gentle rumble that made your heart skip a beat.

Your laughter faded into soft sighs as your movements grew more intimate. The water sloshed against the sides of the hot tub as your bodies moved in perfect harmony, the sound mingling with the distant chirp of crickets and the occasional sound of the distant waves. Your skin prickled with excitement as Andrei's kisses traveled from your neck to your collarbone, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

Andrei's grip tightened, his thumb brushing over your lower lip as he stared into your eyes, the intensity of his gaze making your pulse race. You leaned in for another kiss, your hands moving to explore the planes of his chest and the firmness of his arms. His skin was slick from the water, his muscles rippling beneath your fingertips.

You felt a thrill at the power you had over him, the way he responded to your touch. You shifted slightly, and he groaned into your mouth, his hips rising to meet yours. Your kiss grew more passionate, your movements becoming more urgent, the water in the tub growing choppy with your love.

Your breaths mingled as you pulled apart, panting and smiling. Your eyes searched Andrei's, finding a mirror of your own desire. “I can't get enough of you,” you whispered.

He leaned in for another kiss, softer this time, his hands cradling your face. “Wanna make you feel good,” he murmured against your lips.

You nodded, your eyes fluttering closed as his kisses grew more insistent. His hands slid down your back, his strong fingers digging in slightly, urging you closer. You gasped as he reached around to the front of your neck, gently tilting your head to deepen the kiss.

Andrei broke the kiss, his eyes searching yours for permission. You nodded, your breath shallow, and he began to kiss your neck, his teeth grazing your skin just enough to make you shiver. He knew your body so well, every spot that made your knees weak, every nerve that sang under his attention.

“Mm, that's it,” you murmured. He kissed your collarbone, the taste of your skin making his mouth water. His hands moved to the small of your back, guiding you closer as your bodies aligned perfectly. “So good, love, 'm gonna come.”

Andrei's eyes lit up at the sound of your sweet moan, the pet name you reserved just for him. He whispered encouragement, his breath hot against your skin as you rode the wave of pleasure building inside you.

With a final, gentle bite to your neck, Andrei held you tight against his chest, feeling your wetness envelop him as you took him in. Your eyes rolled back, and you let out a sound that was somewhere between a laugh and a moan. “Yes, baby, yes,” you managed to say before your words were lost to the sensation.

Andrei took over, his strokes slow and deliberate, savoring the way you felt around him. Your breathing grew more ragged, your nails digging into his shoulders. He watched your face, the way your full lips parted and your breath hitched with every slight movement. It was a sight that never failed to amaze him, the way you lost yourself in the moment with him.

You came back to your senses, your head resting on his shoulder as you looked up at the night sky. The moon peeked out from behind a cloud, casting a soft silver glow over the scene.

“You didn't finish?” you whispered, a hint of self-consciousness in your tone.

Andrei leaned down to kiss you again, a gentle brush of his lips that promised more. “It's okay, princess, we've got the rest of our lives,” he reassured you.