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Genshin Impact x Makima!Reader

Characters: Scaramouche, Columbina, Lyney, Hu Tao, Gorou, Kazuha, Childe

A/N: This is rlly short- I also just finished watching Chainsaw Man because my friend forced me to. I still don't know much about Makima's character since I haven't read the manga, so I'm just going by the information in the anime. 😴

Warnings: Reader is manipulative, Makima's power is mentioned, blood in Scaramouche's part, hint of yandere themes

Scaramouche-

You make him anxious, a lot. He won't ever admit it of course, but he always goes out of his way to avoid you. It's just the way you always have the most normal expressions while talking about disturbing topics. He also feels like you could see right through him, through all his lies and secrets. It makes him uncomfortable just thinking about it.

He didn't think you were unusual at first since you looked pretty weak, but when the Tsaritsa partnered him up with you, he finally understood the reason why he always had this uneasy feeling around you. While having no luck finding the rest of the criminals the Tsaritsa tasked you both to find, you decided to use the ones you already caught to "end" the rest. As you were blindfolding them, you asked if Scara could cover his eyes too. He honestly thought this was all pretty stupid, but did it anyway since your gaze made him feel uncomfortable. After you were finished with business, Scara took the blindfold off and went on with his day as if nothing had happend. He wasn't going to waste his time with your silly games so he went to go look for the criminals himself. After he while, he found them. But....they were already dead..? At least he could see that one of them was the criminal since his head literally was twisted in the wrong direction. He couldn't tell from the others though aince they literally had no remains left except for blood. Wait.. This wasn't your doing..right? After putting the puzzle pieces together, he concluded that this was caused by you. He finally understood that you weren't human, but you were nothing like him. You were something that even he couldn't describe. A monster. That's what he came up with. Now he avoids you at all costs, not wanting to ever upset you fearing for what you would do.

Columbina-

What an odd, but interesting combination. You two would get along quite well. Columbina sees right through your lies and sweet talks and you could see right through her sarcasm. The Fatui could never tell if you both are serious or not since you both like teasing each other with interesting remarks and poking fun at the other harbingers. Columbina also loves your power. She personally enjoys seeing you crush your enemies with only the use of your hands, it's honestly a funny thing to look at. Columbina is sick and everyone around her knows that. She is the 3rd Fatui harbinger after all.

Lyney-

This combination fits really well. Two manipulative people finally meet each other. Your interactions would look normal to the people on the outside, but if they knew better, they would be able to tell that you both are in a constant state of conflict. Lyney likes teasing you while you enjoy acting as if his attempts of getting a different reaction out of you are not that obvious. You two also work well together when it comes to manipulating your co-workers. It's honestly a hobby that you both enjoy, seeing the determination on your workers faces as they try to amuse you.

Hu Tao-

Hu Tao likes you. She finds you fun and interesting to be around and loves that you don't treat her different like everyone else. She also tries to pull pranks on you, but never gets the reaction she always wants. It usually dissapoints her, but that quickly turns into happiness when you start giggling at her small attempts to scare you. Honestly, she doesn't even try to scare you anymore, she just want to hear you giggle again. It's a melody that she will never get sick of.

Gorou-

You got this man wrapped around your finger. Poor Gorou, he knows that you're not a good person, but he can't help but following you everywhere and all of your orders. He can't help but wanting to be your favorite dog. He also wants to be a loyal soldier to Watatsumi Island, but the way you treat him is strangely refreshing. You spoil him and reward him when he does something good. You would pet him on the ears praising him for his accomplishments. He would find many ways to impress you just so he could get praised again.

Kazuha-

Kazuha knew from the moment he saw you that you weren't the person you were claiming to be. He could tell that your act was clearly fake and that you weren't a good person. So, why did he become so interested in you? That's a question he could never solve. It's odd, he should be avoiding you since you were so overbearing to be around, but he finds himself always coming back to you. The way you make him feel, it's something he never felt before, even with the traveler! He was so addicted to this feeling, the feeling of being adored and loved. He knew you really didn't love him, that you were just using him for your own gain, but he still finds himself staying by your side craving for your love and affection.

Childe-

Childe knows better, he really does. He flirts with you a lot, but it's only because he wants to know more about you and your fake persona. He knows that you have many secrets, many that even the Tsaritsa probably doesn't even know about so he finds himself even more curious to uncover that information. Little does he know he fell right into your trap. Poor Childe, now he is wrapped right around your finger, unable to escape. Honestly, who knew that the 11th Fatui harbinger could be so careless? Well, he is the weakest after all.

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⌗ IT’S ALL ABOUT YOU, BOY YEAH: ft. alhaitham, cyno, and kaveh!

– CONTENT: alhaitham isn’t the only one fucking you silly, but he doesn’t need to know right…?

– WARNINGS:  nsfw, dumbification, pussy inspection, infidelity (?), exhibition, bimbofication, degradation, hair pulling, cunnilings, jerking off, use of “puppy, bunny, pretty, little one, whore, slut” use of a leash. <3

– WORDS: 1k 

–NOTES: im not sorry. i was terribly horny n i couldnt get alhaitham’s teaser out of my mind…anyways please enjoy ! (i didnt write tighnari bcos im gna be so honest, i have no idea how to write for him)

thinking about being alhaitham’s pretty girlfriend who gets fucked silly by his drinking buddies…he brings you to the tavern after work, his arms secured around your waist the whole time. 

he shows you off like a pretty item. his hands constantly on you, lips attached to your neck, softly sucking on the skin under your ear. you try and muffle your noises by tugging at your quivering lips. 

alhaitham isn’t oblivious to the stares from his buddies. he can see the strain on their pants, or the soft flushes on their cheeks. he enjoys toying with them like this. 

youre his girlfriend, and his only. sometimes if kaveh pissed him off more than usual this week, he’ll toy with your pretty cunt under the table. 

he’ll softly encourage you to voice how good he makes you feel just from such a miniscule action.

though alhaitham is oblivious to one thing….

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(4:10) ♡ kaveh getting whiney when you jerk him off underneath the table whilest playing a game of tcg with the sumeru boys.

they're all laughing and talking amongst themselves, drinking alochol on their beverage cups. kaveh tries to talk to al-haitham, as the scholar wonders why his roommate is so quiet and still. tighnari teases kaveh for being unusually quiet today, unaware that you were using your hands to jerk off your boyfriend's throbbing cock.

it's the way kaveh looks at you with almost teary eyes that gets you - his pupils glittering like stars, his legs shaking while his ears can't help but turn redder each time you look at him like that. kaveh just felt so useless, having his belt unbuckled and his cock almost out in the open. it was a miracle that no one caught him being this much of a whore, assuming that kaveh was just simply caught up with the game of tcg.

"you like this don't you, princess? it must be so humilating for you to get hard over getting jerked off while in public." you whispered in his ear, continuing to jerk off his cock underneath the table. kaveh glared at you, before he covered his mouth to avoid moaning loudly in public. "what's wrong? can't seem to shut your mouth, slut?"

he couldn't even say a cohesive sentence in response. he's so embarrassed that not only you were doing it in public, but that it was in front of his friends. kaveh's cheeks were burning red, wanting to cum all over your hand and let you ruin his cock until he overstimulates.

yet, he enjoys every second of it - being nothing more than just a puppy boy for you to play with during your free time.

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"A FAVOR FOR A FAVOR," with GENSHIN IMPACT.

synopsis: he helps you with something and it's only fair you pay him back, right? (mondstadt vers.)

characters: dom! aether, venti, albedo, diluc, and keaya x gn! sub! reader

includes: (nsfw themes) aether's a menace, sweat kink, darcyphillia, rough sex, cumming inside, venti's a menace, fucking in a cathedral, wall sex, clothed sex, size kink, albedo's a menace, spanking, hot/cold play, orgasm denial, fingering, thigh grinding, outdoor sex, diluc's a menace, mister kink, begging kink, slapping, spit kink, deepthroating, blowjob, lmk if i missed smthg.

aether, the outlander.

aether is always doing favors for people, but when it's with you, it's never a chore. you needed help clearing out a domain, and you offered to do something to compensate him sometime. and now that he's finally alone with you, he gets the chance to finally use that favor you owe him.

-- "fuck, you're so hot, [name]." he smiles as his delicate, yet scarred, fingers trace across your tear-covered face. he lays above you, sitting on your torso, pinning your hands down as he admires your beauty. even through through pain and battle, you manage to stay as perfect as ever.

aether was thanked profusely for helping you with this domain, and the challenge was a little hard, resulting in a bit of ripped clothing and a bunch of sweat dripping down your body, while he was only left with a major problem in his pants.

and he just couldn't resist himself. plus, you owed him a favor after all. and you both wanted it, so what's the harm?

his smile is almost maniacal as he drags his tongue across your tears and sweat dripping down your face. the tears from the minutes of torment on your delicate nipples and hole. "you're disgusting aether," you gag despite being turned on. "yes, but you love it, darling."

he had to be quick to fuck you, because you automatically get kicked out the domain after 16 minutes. around 6 minutes have passed already, leaving 10 more minutes of torture to continue.

aether leans down and licks your lips, the salty taste of tears and sweat coming onto your own tastebuds. the kiss is quick, rushed, but still desperate. he finally gets off your stomach, "on all fours." he demands.

this commanding voice he has turns you on to unimaginable extents, and you do as he says. after all, the clock is running and the both of you've still yet to cum.

he pulls his pants down just enough to spring in growing cock out. it leaks milky white precum, and it looks a flushed red, just like his face. you're already prepped, his torture on your hole proof enough. he lines himself up and thrusts in quickly, the strength of it propelling you forwards.

your face smushed into the hard domain floors, and your hips were harshly grabbed by the blonde fucking you. "a-aether slow down!" you wail, using one hand to try to push his hips back, but it's far from enough to stop his brutish thrusts against you.

"can't, darling. there's only --fuck-- 4 minutes left and we have to cum and collect our rewards, remember?" he uses this as an excuse to fuck you harder, his nails digging into your hips and pulling you further back into him. his thrust get faster somehow, and you're used like a fucktoy in his hands.

"aether, i-i think i'm c-cumingg~!" you wail, feeling the high of orgasm quickly approaching. aether can tell, he's about too to, and he only thrusts faster to make the approaching high all the more satisfying. "fuck! me too!"

with a particularly deep thrust, spurts of aether's hot load paint your insides white.

you and aether both moan loudly, the sound echoing throughout the domain. you collapse on the domain floor, aether's cum dripping out of you.

you both pant. he slaps your ass, "get your clothes on and lets get our rewards and i'll take you back to mondstadt so we can finish, 'kay?" you nod, tears still slipping from your eyes. he helps you up, your legs still wobbly from your endeavors.

wait- it finally hit you. he said he can finish when he gets back, right? here, he was bound to 16 minutes, who knows what he can do with endless time on his hands? well, i guess you'll have to be the lucky traveler to find out.

venti, the windborne "bard".

you needed help with getting atop a mountain, and venti was conveniently there for you to make a little wind rift to boost you up. it was a favor, one you'd have to soon repay. although he could have used the nice view of your ass as a reward, he needed something more.

-- "v-venti! you're gonna get us caught!" you quietly wail as he fingers you faster inside a closet at the church of favonius. a service in worship to lord barbatos was going on not too far away, the same lord barbatos who was toying with you.

venti curls his fingers in a particular way that has you release a high pitched moan, quickly covering your mouth in embarrassment. he chuckles, thrusting even faster and curling his fingers even deeper into the spot that makes your vision white.

"for someone so scared of being caught," he places a kiss on your neck, licking the area over, "you sure do make a lot of noise. but let's see how loud you can get, yeah?"

your mind regrets even allowing him to get as far as leading you away from the church but your body is happy it made the decision of letting him drag you away from a holy service in order to make some unholy deeds happen. in most situations, it's mind over body. but for venti, your body's desire outweighs whatever logical thoughts you had.

he removes his fingers and licks them clean, much to your disappointment, resulting in a whine, "don't worry, [name]. this will be much better than what my fingers can do." he chuckles again, removing his pants and jerking his cock to full size. your eyes widen in surprise as you notice his large size despite his small stature.

"venti, there's no way that can fit. you aren't seriously gonna put it in me, right? venti? venti-" you panicked at first, scared of his initial size. he was huge! but you stopped panicking when he finally thrusted inside, stretching you open.

he ignores your concerns, only focused on the feeling of your wrapped around his cock. "you're so cute windblume~ remember, i'm doing this because you owe me a favor. consider this my compensation for helping you that day! plus, i'm sure that even if you hadn't owed me this we still would have found ourselves doing this at some point."

a high moan escapes you lips as you claw at venti's back, careful not to rip his delicate clothing. he continues to thrust into until he's balls deep inside you. pulling out until only the tip is in, he thrusts into hard, fast, and deep. you shake in his arms, quietly moaning out his name in hopes he'd slow down. but there's a slim chance he'll do it.

after all, he's the god of freedom in his own church and you're a consenting traveler who's willing to be a god's plaything.

albedo, the kreideprinz.

albedo has always been one for "if you give, you take." he's a generous soul, but he still must be repaid if he does you a favor. and since he gave you warmth in the freezing cold of dragonspine, it's only right that he takes something in return, correct? and who knows, maybe what he takes could benefit the both of you on this cold dragonspine night.

-- "tell me dear, are you feeling warmer now?" albedo breathes down your neck, one hand toying with your hard nipples and the other using two fingers to loosen you for his cock. you could feel his hard on against your ass, and it felt big.

in his camp, you could feel the warmth of a nearby fire which warmed you up instantly, but it suddenly felt too hot. "i feel too hot, 'bedo." you whine as you feel him pull your nipple a bit too hard.

he chuckles, "you told me you wanted to be warmer, so i made you warmer." he pulls your face close to his, kissing you and only adding to the heat forming between your legs

after striking a nerve deep inside you with his fingers, you moaned out loudly, almost shamelessly arching your back against him. "'bedo, too hot! i think i'm gonna cum!" you start grinding against his fingers and back onto his clothed dick.

"you are? really?" he questions condescendingly. you throw your head back further onto his shoulder as he speeds up his fingers. "cumming! i'm cumming!" and right before you cum onto albedo's pretty fingers, he pulls out, forcing you to not reach your orgasm.

the tears stream down your face switch from pleasure to pain. "albedo, please! wh-why'd you pull out?" you whine, grinding against him in hopes of received some sort of pleasuring friction.

albedo doesn't like this. he removes his hand from you nipple has it join his wet fingers on your hips to stop you from grinding. "i had to pull out because you said you were too hot. i would hate to make you too hot, dear."

you don't even think about what you're doing, only wanting to reach the high that was taken away from you. you try to pry off albedo's hands off your hips, pulling and hitting him. "'bedo, please! just keep fingering me! i'll suck you off afterwards or let you fuck me however you want, just continue please!" despite your fruitless efforts, you continue to try and grind against him.

he stares at you coldly, almost as harsh as the frozen winds that got you in this situation. "that's not very nice, now is it, dear?" he pushes you off him and pats his lap. shit. you just got yourself in more trouble than a single orgasm was worth.

you bend over his lap, mentally preparing yourself for whats to come. "m'sorry 'bedo," he shushes you in return, sliding is cold pointer finger drown your back and onto your ass. he rubs it gently, almost like he wasn't about to ruin you. he gives one harsh smack, demanding you count. and you do, until he reaches 12 and he starts to the knead the sore skin of your ass.

"archons, you're pathetic. i can feel you even through my pants. remember, if give you something, i will take in return. so i'll give you this punishment and i'll take you as i please. it's stupid how you think you have a say in this matter, dear."

diluc, the darkside of dawn.

diluc was a fair man. willing to help to an extent even with nothing in return. but when it came to sweet little you, in need of saving from some hilichurls, he was willing to help in a heartbeat without even needing compensation. but when you offer to do as he pleases, he was more than willing to lose his fairness all in the favor of finally taking you.

-- "m-mister diluc! what if someone from the adventurer's guild sees us? we're in public!" diluc only shushes you with a slow but desperate kiss. it leaves you wanting more, and you only wonder if it's your fault for offering to pay him back in such an unholy way. especially in the middle of windrise when you were supposed to be on a picnic? how shameful.

you whine into his kiss, tangling your hands in his hair and pulling him closer to your lips. diluc only thrusts deeper inside you, kissing you more desperately as you moan into his lips.

he loves this feeling. you being putting in his hands. he loves the control, -- the kind, fair man he's painted himself as is starting fade away as he feels you clench around him, moan into his lips, and pull him closer like a lover.

he relishes in your warm embrace, finally pulling away from your lips to kiss at your pebbled nipples. you moan- a sweet, yet loud out escaping from your lips. he kisses your nipples, licking across your chest before he works his way to your neck to leave hickies.

"thank you, thank you thank you, thank you, thank you!" you babble mindlessly, removing your hands from his hair and to the blanket underneath you, gripping it tightly.

he goes back to your lips, kissing you deeply as he keeps his steady pace of thrusting into you. the kiss is short, and he pulls away to ask you a question. "what are you thanking me for?" he asks. tears stream down your face.

yes, you're greatly indebted to diluc for saving you but you're already sore and you've barely been fucked. "i-" he slaps you across your face, annoyed with your stalling.

"remember, [name]. you're the one who wanted to pay me back. can you not handle your own decision?"

kaeya, the calvary captain.

kaeya isn't really one to help someone out unless it's commanded of him. but for you, his darling subordinate, he'll do anything. but you just can't get something for nothing while dealing with him. with his help clearing out some of your paperwork, you now owe him, and he's sure to not let your forget.

-- "poor slut can't take anymore?" he taunts. you're on your knees in front of your boss sucking him off like some common whore. you're not, you're only giving him whats due. with kaeya, there's not even a point in trying to change his mind. if he wants his cock down your throat, he'll get his cock down your throat.

but luckily you're more willing, and he'll only push you down further on his surprisingly huge dick. "just like that, slut." he groans, leaning his head back with a groan and pushing your head down further. "juustt like that."

you choke on his cock, the spit and precum being barely enough lubrication to make his cock slide easily in your throat. tears stream down your face and kaeya's eye meet yours. he only smiles, pushing your head down slightly further as a tease.

it felt good, the burn of the throat feeling like nothing compared to the satisfaction of pleasing your boss. the more you gag, the more your throat clenches around him, and you can tell kaeya's absolutely losing it.

he moves your head up and down his cock swiftly, pulling you off suddenly and jerking his cock to his release. and when it finally came, warm spurts of white cum ended up all over your face. he pants heavily and looks down at his creation.

before him kneels a desperate, panting, cum-covered slut for him and him alone to use. he uses him thumb to smear some cum over your lips and force you to taste it. the salty taste makes you gag, but it still tastes good. "open." and you open your mouth obediently. he spits in your mouth, "swallow." and you do obediently.

kaeya chuckles at your ruined face and he can only think ow much he can ruin your body. you're still in his debt, afterall.

"now that i've ruined your pretty little mouth, how about i ruin something else?"

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🍈| hello, everyone! ive been writing a ton of requests lately, so here i am with these mostly self-indulgent death note headcanons. it's a continuation of this post! i hope you enjoy!

"would you still love me if i was a roach?"

light yagami

"What kind of question is that?"

l lawliet

"It'd be difficult to love an insect, I'm afraid. Even if I did, it would be highly frowned upon..."

misa amane

"No way! A roach? I'd kill myself!"

ryuk

"Um...uh... yes...?"

rem

"Shinigami are not permitted to fall in love with humans, let alone roaches."

touta matsuda

"Uh, I don't know about a roach... but I would totally love you if you were a panda! Pandas are great."

naomi misora

"I think I would need to have some sort of mental illness to be in love with a roach, I'm afraid..."

kiyomi takada

"I'm sorry, but I can't stand roaches."

teru mikami

"I would certainly not."

near

"I... don't understand how that would work."

mello

"What the hell?"

matt

"Roaches are cool."

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Okay so i’m not too sure how comfortable you are with this concept so feel free to say no but maybe could you write something where junkyu and female reader are cheating on their partners? 😵‍💫🥺

🌙wracked with guilt🌙

pairing: dom!junkyu x sub!reader

genre: smut

word count: 900

warnings: cheating, toxic relationships, fem!reader, dom!junkyu, choking, degrading, no foreplay, unprotected sex, creampie,

summary: your boyfriend, jaehyuk, had taken you to meet one of his closest friends, junkyu, and his girlfriend, maya. when you were left with no way to get home, junkyu offered to give you a ride and to thank him you were more than willing to let him come inside.

struggling to keep eye contact with the man you were suddenly getting butterflies for, you reached for your purse in the footwell of junkyu’s car.

“thank you for bringing me home, you really didn’t have to,” you smiled at him sincerely, clutching at your purse for comfort. “i’m sure jaehyuk will feel less sick tomorrow,”

he returned a smirk, “well, i couldn’t let a pretty lady like you walk home alone in the dark.”

his smile he knew to be intoxicating went straight to your head. “do you wanna come in for a coffee? i’m sure maya won't mind.”

junkyu leaned across the chair, a hand warm coming to rest on your exposed thigh. “there’s something else i wanna do more,” he whispered teasingly, lips tickling at your ear as his other hand brushed your hair out of his way.

you were in no position to refuse his advances. your underwear dampened with every glance you took at junkyu as he was driving and you were one unexpected bump in the road away from moaning out loud. you found your keys out of your purse and let him into your home.

having already made himself comfortable on your bed, you secretly applied another layer of mascara in your bathroom before returning to him.

“he’s a lucky guy,” junkyu announced, beckoning you over with his eyes. it was clear junkyu had cheated on his girlfriend millions of times before but at that moment, you still felt like you were special to him. he sat up right as you moved closer. “so so sexy,” he added as his thumbs gently rolled over the hem of your dress. “i’m thinking, it should really be…” he started talking to himself, “…about…” taking the hem of your dress and pulling it further up your thighs “…here. now turn around for me.” you did as he said “hm yes, that’s perfect.” you flushed a dusty shade of pink as you felt junkyu staring at what you assumed to be your exposed ass.

having sat in silence for a few seconds, contemplating his next move, he stood. you turned back to face him but you were too late, he was already behind you, hands at your hips guiding you towards the bed.

“now, be a darling and bend over for me,”

you shuddered as he spoke. this is everything you’d ever wanted. you were bored of jaehyuk’s soft approach in bed, he never told you what to do, he never left you wondering what he was going to do next, you never felt excited for the next time you fucked.

“something wrong?” he looked up at you as you turned around, a little infuriated that you hadn’t done as he’d told you to. you noticed that his pants were already off, boxers too and he was working on unbuttoning his shirt. you shook your head.

“so why aren’t you on the bed?” his hand glossed over your breast and made its way up to your throat. he squeezed tightly before pushing you to the bed.

your legs spread instinctively and junkyu was quick to remove your panties after removing his shirt, tossing them both to the floor.

at this point, jaehyuk would usually ask you if you wanted to suck his dick, but that clearly wasn't junkyu’s plan. his cock rested at the entrance of your pussy, skipping foreplay all together, his hungriness was evident. he pushed inside of you in an instant, watching you take every inch as his thumb toyed with your clit. soon after, he pulled out again, slapping your pussy with his cock before repeating a few more times.

“can you hear it?” as he slapped your pussy once again “how wet you are for your boyfriends’s friend?”

“please, fuck me,” you begged, unable to answer his question in any other way.

he smirked at you again, “am i bigger than him?” he asked, making you take his full length inside of you once again, “who fucks you better, hm?” he removed his hand from around your neck in favour of using it to slap your cheek, “do you think he’ll get mad when he finds out i’ve fucked his slut?” he grabbed your chin and forced eye contact “well you’re my slut now.”

in all the heat, you’d failed to notice how fast his pace had gotten. his hips were clashing into your inner thighs harshly, you wouldn’t be surprised if you woke up with bruises tomorrow. you know jaehyuk would be there to kiss them better anyway.

“you look so beautiful when you’re wracked with guilt.” his hand now trailed down your side and stopped at your hip in line with his other hand. his need to fill you with his cum grew larger, to see his friend’s girlfriend dripping with his cum, something he’d dreamed of. your pussy throbbed around him, your moans slowly turning into a more scream like pitch as he fucked you harder into your mattress. he couldn’t control himself anymore, he slowed down, groaning louder than before, one pump, two pump, a third, more limp than the others yet still far more powerful than anything jaehyuk had ever done. he pulled out, shaking any excess cum off onto your pussy lips.

“and maybe next time, i’ll let you cum too.”

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cherry waves - ben hargreeves

PAIRING ◆ sparrow!ben hargreeves x umbrella!reader

WARNING(S) ◆ SMUT, rough sex, choking, DIRTY TALK, unedited, piv sex, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (fem receiving), byeLOL

SUMMARY ◆ you come to terms with the new ben.

WORDS ◆ 4.6k

NOTE ◆ … lolllllll!!!!!!! there’s no ben smut out there so (insert thanos meme) fine, i’ll do it myself.

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Ride Me

PAIRING: Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves x Reader

SUMMARY: You were always fascinated by Ben’s tentacles and he noticed that. Now he’s going to use that information to his advantage

GENRE: Smut.

WARNINGS: Fem-Reader, lewd, riding tentacles, degrading and praising

WORD COUNT: 980 words

You were always fascinated by Ben’s tentacles. Like how do they work? How does he summon them? Does he feel pain when someone hurts on or the tentacles? How can he summon a specific number of tentacles? Can he summon more than 4 tentacles? And a lot more questions are always roaming on your mind.

Whenever Ben used his tentacles you couldn’t help but stare at them. They were amazing. The way he could control them even if they weren’t part of his body. You tried to be as cautious as possible when looking at his tentacles, but of course he noticed. At first he thought that maybe you were shocked or scared of them, but the more he used them, the more he realized that it was all the opposite. You were admitting them. So he decided to use them whenever he could. Being the person he was, he loved being admired and you were giving that to him.

Of course your thoughts didn’t stop there. The thought of him using the tentacles on you was something you really wanted but you were scared to even suggest to him something like that. What if he felt hurted and thought that you weren’t satisfied at all with only him? So you kept your thoughts to yourself. On the other side, Ben wanted the same. He normally uses his tentacles most of the time and he has been wanting to use them on you for quite some time now but he didn’t know how to come to you with the idea. Yeah, you loved the tentacles, but what if you had limits with them? Life was too short to keep only wondering. And it all came to one day while making out with Ben.

Ben was kissing you passionately, something you really enjoyed since most of the time he was just needy, not that you complained. You didn’t even notice when all of your clothes were on the floor of his room, the kisses he was giving you left you dizzy. You started to leave wet kisses on his neck but he stopped you.

“Wait. I want to try something” you could hear doubt in his voice. As if he was scared of what he was about to do. You wanted to ask about what he was talking about but the tentacle coming out of him caught you by surprise. “Ride it” you were surprised. You stayed in silence for a while, looking at the tentacle that was in front of you. Looking at your response, or well, lack of it, Ben decided to take the matter into his hands.

“Didn’t you hear me? I told you to ride the tentacle” you looked at him in disbelief. Another tentacle came out of Ben, this one wrapping around your waist, making you get up a little bit so the other one could slide between your body and Ben’s. You didn’t need the tentacle guidance to know what to do next. You descended on top of the tentacle. The coldness of the tentacle made you shiver at the contact. “Go on, ride it like the good girl you are” you didn’t need to be told twice. You started to move slowly, noticing the difference from when you rode his leg or his cock. It felt wet, not only your juices help you slide better through the length of the tentacle, but the gooey substance that coated the tentacle was also helping. The sounds were filthy, and that only made you more turned on than you already were.

Ben was staring at you. The way you moved at your own pace, giving yourself the pleasure you needed, the way your face showed the pleasure you were providing yourself, your chest coming up and down due to your erratic breathing, the way you looked into his eyes while riding one of his tentacles. God, you were so hot. Ben grabbed the back of your neck, kissing you. The tentacle around your waist started to move your hips faster. You moaned into the kiss. Ben realized that at any moment you would cum. He managed to move the tentacle you were riding, making the pleasure stronger.

“That’s it slut, cum for me. Be a good girl and cum on my tentacle like the needy whore you are” it took only a few more seconds and you came on the tentacle, your whole vision blurred and heat waves were going through your whole body. A soft moan came out of you. The view of you cumming was a view Ben never grew tired of. And it made him proud to be the reason for your pleasure.

Ben gave you small pecks, praising how good you were for him. Always saying as you were told. Again, the tentacle around your waist moved you up, and you felt the tentacle you just used to get yourself off playing with your entrance.

“Ben…”

“Just do this for me, ok?” How could you say no to him? You nodded and the tentacle started to enter inside you. Your mouth opened up, it felt good. The irregular form of the tentacle managed to fill you up perfectly, but you still preferred his cock. The tentacle started to move in and out of you making you feel overwhelmed due to your previous orgasm. Ben reached for your clit, rubbing it, helping you get closer and closer to your high. It was just too much.

“So tight… it doesn’t matter how many times I fuck you, you still manage to be as tight as possible” his words were what you need. You came around the tentacle.

“That’s my good girl” Ben’s tentacles got off of your body, making you collapse on his body. He held you. You could feel him leave kisses all over your face. Using his tentacles on you was definitely something he’s going to do more often.

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been searching "tentacle p*rn" a lot ever since umbrella academy season 3 was released 😶

edit: geez people are mad about this? and No, I will never delete this.

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teach me to be cruel.

premise: bad girls get rewarded, good girls get nothing.

pairing: peter ballard x (f)reader

word count: 1.20k

warnings: eighteen+ content, porn with plot, dark, fingering, orgasm denial, mentions of murder and blood, peter is a warning himself, slight degradation, undertones of manipulation.

etc: we’ve finally made it here, i’ve finally done it, it was only a matter of time before another devilish blonde man consumed me, this is not shocking lmao.

i do not give anyone permission to translate or repost my work, please be respectful — if you enjoyed please comment or reblog!

The hard concrete at your back, the blades of your shoulder pressed into it, is cold and seeps through your gown. The heat from your body is radiating off of you like a furnace as if his fingers between your legs were hot pokers that were sparking small flames in your insides until an inferno has started up and you feel like every organ and bone in your body is being melted down to something plabable; like the play-doh the children play with in the rainbow room.

The wire to your morality vacant and lacking a pulse. Sometimes you wondered if there was something wrong with it, that moral part of your brain that everyone has for basic human survival. “Sometimes it gets crossed with another wire, an evil one” Papa had said. Looking at you with about as much interest as he does when he’s ordering the group of you to throw each other across the room, upon your asking of what made someone bad. Cruel.

The answer had done little to make you run off of the beaten path you currently walked along. It hadn’t made that moral wire in your brain go off and rethink this. Rethink meeting him in closets. Rethink using your powers to turn afternoon sneaks into nightly rendezvous between your bed sheets; his hand pressed to your mouth, his deep grunts of “You don’t know how to be quiet do you? Pathetic” in your ear. A smirk on his lips when you looked up at him and gave him those pleading eyes, the ones with tears at your ducts and devotion filled in them like a hornets nest ready to be opened and released onto the world.

It’s where his interests lie with you.

You were a hornets nest he kept kicking until you were nothing but a carcass of something made to be strong, to house something that was supposed to give life. And now all you do is take it away, for him. But wasn’t that your purpose here? To be used for what you have, for what you were. The only difference between him and Papa was that you were in love with him. Devoted.

When you did something bad, made others bleed for fun, on accident, because you went too far, were too powerful; Peter never scolded. Never reprimanded. He filled that whole of shame in you, that morality with something thick and suffocating, something that felt more like home than this sterile hell you were born in.

So why should you feel bad when his fingers are between your legs, or his tongue? Those moral feelings of how wrong it is to let him mold and shape your molten insides that he’s burned into his perfect killing machine to help him with his vision: had no home inside of you.

The wires of power and devotion—lust—wrapping around any good wire you had until it was strangled and all you had left was the bad, the evil that Peter kissed, sucked, and fucked in and out of you.

His fingers inside of you right now is the only kind of good you want, need. His thumb rubbing hard strokes into your clit, forearm resting on the wall beside your head. His scowl is deep, his lips red and raw from how hard he had kissed you—from the teeth you had bit into his bottom lip to silent your moans, so no one would hear through the door as he fucked you with his fingers.

“Here I thought you knew how to listen to directions.” You can trace the annoyance in his voice right back to the girl in the infirmary right now. Body twisted in pain, heart still beating. The weakling he encouraged you to end the suffering of—one of many he’s asked you to take care of for him.

“I did.” You say in puffs, your jaw going slack for half a second when you feel the curl of one of his fingers and it makes your fists ball at your sides, your legs shaking. “She–I–”

His free hand is at the back of your neck squeezing the muscle there, making you look directly at him, a wince of pain replacing your stuttering and getting lost in the mixture of pleasure between your thighs. “She’s still alive. She’s still suffering, even more now that you’ve broken her bones.” The blue of his irises are dark, like a sea you’re drowning in. The casting shadow of his scowl making them appear almost black. “You didn’t listen to directions,” the up tick of the corner of his mouth only makes your stomach sink lower. Leaning his face close to your lips, enough to have your eyes straining to look up at his height, “and now you don’t get to cum.”

The whine you let out is a mix of frustration and anguish at words, and the stretch of him adding a third finger inside of you—something you could take, pleaded for when you couldn’t have the stretch of his cock. But as his fingers press up and move faster, quicker, the squelch of your wetness louder than your ragged gasps from trying to keep quiet. The pressure of his thumb still moving against your clit so good that you know this has nothing to do with your pleasure, this is a punishment.

You didn’t follow orders and now he wants to see if you even know how to; don’t come, don’t come, don’t come.

Peter thinking you were anything less than his devoted disciple was the only thing that could bring you to tears. Not his cruelty, not the bloodshed he’s helped paint your hands with. He was your only weakness, and the only thing that could make you possess any grotesque human condition; love.

And he knows it, brings a smile to his face. Loved using it against you in and out of your bed; teasing you until you were so sickly weak for him to touch you—to fuck you, “you look so beautiful when you have that pathetic look on your face” he’d confess into your ear as he fucked you from behind; “this is the way you were meant to look, covered in their blood, beautiful” he’d declare as he ran his fingers over the dried blood on your tits as he thrusted into you.

He loved your love for him. Just as he loved your power. He could use it. Consume it.

What he didn’t love was good. It only caused disappointment and that’s what you have done. Disappointed him. The girl was still alive and you were being punished for it.

“I’m,” you swallow, whimper. “I’m sorry, please.”

His grin is dark, demented, dead. “Begging only makes it worse.” He presses his lips to your forehead, whispers against it. “Focus. Because if you cum, you won’t for a week.”

“Please,” You can feel your walls throbbing, clenching, swelling around his fingers. That low ache in your belly that feels more like a death sentence right now than it usually does when Peter’s touching you like this.

"You haven't shown me you've earned it. I think you've forgotten our purpose here.” There’s no pity in his eyes as he runs his nose down the bridge of yours, pulling back to grin down at you. “Good girls don’t get to cum.”

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Oh my god I got an email from staff

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seo moonjo x jong woo x reader

warnings: smut 18+, oral f x m receiving, double p in v, cursing, fingering

“i’m here. do you want to meet me outside?” you had texted your boyfriend jong woo. he had been telling you about the strange people who lived with him and it concerned you. the place looked a little creepy but you didn’t want to judge a book buy it’s cover.

“are you lost?” a soft but deep voice spoke from behind you, startling you a little bit. the handsome stranger smiled and shook his hair so you could see his eyes. “didn’t mean to scare you, darling.” he smirked while openly checking you out. “i’m here to see my boyfriend. jong woo.” you turned so you were facing him. he was tall and lean, with a breath taking smile. his aura was enticing. it only made you a little on edge for him to show up because it was dark out and no one else was around. you forgot your pepper spray so you weren’t feeling very confident if you were to have to defend yourself.

he nodded and crossed his arms, keeping that hypnotizing smile on his face. “ah i see.” he was beautiful, you couldn’t lie to yourself. it made you wonder what woo could’ve thought was weird about him. “let me take y-“

“Y/N.” you heard your boyfriend as he frantically walked toward you. “you made it.” he smiled at you and took your hand, before discreetly glaring at his ‘neighbor’. “this is moonjo. he lives in the room next to me.” he gulped quietly and tightened his hold on your hand.

“it’s nice to meet you.” you blushed a little and nodded at him. you recognized the name from your conversations. it surprised you that he was the guy. that beautiful man was supposedly the most terrifying person in the building. it gave you chills wondering the things your boyfriend had seen to make him so afraid of where he lived.

“the pleasures all mine.” moonjo responded, returning the nod. his presence at all just gave you goosebumps, but the way he looked at you was enticing.

“come on love, it’s cold.” he came up with an excuse to leave and protectively wrapped an arm around your waist. he held you close to his side while he lead you to his room. you couldn’t deny the eery feeling this place gave you. “i missed you.” you said with a huge smile and gave his hand a squeeze while he drug you down the barely lit hallway.

jong woo’s heart fluttered at your words as you both reached his room. “i’ve missed you more.” he responded with a tired smile while unlocking the door. “you have no idea.” he sighed and walked you in his room.

“you know… you can still always just move in with me.” you told him for the 100th time while you examined his tiny room. you heard him groan and then felt his hands grab your hips to pull you down with him on the bed. you were straddling his lap, your hands settled around his neck watching your boyfriend pout at you.

“i wanted to show you i can be the man you deserve and make money… but i think your idea might be what i need.” he said with a defeated look on his face. “i don’t like it here.” he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into a hug. he buried his face in your neck and kissed your skin softly. “i haven’t felt ok until you got here.”

you frowned and ran your hands up and down his back. “you are the man i deserve regardless of money.” you kissed his hair. “i want you with me.” you slid your hands up his t shirt, feeling his chest. his skin was warm and smooth.

jong woo lifted his head up to take his shirt off. you bit your lip and admired his toned chest. “you’re amazing.” he replied and cupped you’re cheek in his hand while leaning in to kiss you. it wasn’t aggressive but it was passionate. it had been almost months since you had gotten to be with each other between him living away from you and your job schedules. “so good to me.” he mumbled against your lips while sliding his hand up your skirt and into your panties. he couldn’t wait. he had never been so eager to touch you and make you squirm. he wanted to hear you scream his name .

“fuck.. you’re so wet.” he teased your pulsing hole with his finger. “why’re you wet baby?” he grinned. he loved the control he felt while being intimate with you. he hadn’t felt any control in days. “i didn’t do a thing.” he chuckled and slid a finger inside you. you whimpered and wiggled against his still hand.

“awww you missed me touching you didn’t you?” he enjoyed watching you try to get yourself off with his fingers. “don’t stop, that’s hot as fuck.” he smacked your ass and kept his other hand in place under you while you continued to ride his fingers. embarrassingly quick you climaxed on his fingers. he removed his fingers and put them in his mouth moaning at your taste. you bit your lip and felt your pussy tingle. “do it again, but on my tongue.” he flipped you onto your back on the bed.

unbeknownst to either of you someone was watching. moonjo watched through the whole, but he wanted a turn. he could feel your attraction to him and the feeling was mutual. he wanted a piece of you and he was determined to make it happen.

you pulled your shirt off and threw it to the ground. your panties were gone and your skirt was scrunched around your torso while jong woo devoured your lower lips. “f-fuck.. woo.” you tried to control your cries of pleasure. his tongue felt so good feeling your walls and flicking your click. your gripped his hair and closed your eyes lost in the feeling.

“mmmm.” his moans vibrating against you added to the pleasure he was giving you. he kept his tongue still and let your hips grind against his flat tongue. he looked up at you enjoying the expressions you made.

“what a show.” your eyes popped open at deep voice of an intruder. you saw seo moonjo with a wicked smile standing at the door. you pouted when jong woo jumped up and got infront of you, trying to hide your bare body. “i was trying to sleep, but was interrupted by a beautiful noise.” his eyes caught yours, giving you a seductive look.

“fuck off. you’re not welcome in here.” woo said with flared nostrils.

moonjo tilted his head and gave jong woo his signature grin. “why don’t we ask Y/N?” your name coming from his lips gave you chills. “how do you feel about having the two of us touch you?” he directed his gaze back to you. “i’ll be gentle.” he winked making jong woo ball his fists.

jong woo looked at you, trying to figure out what you felt. your hesitation made him nervous. “you can’t be serious.” you just shrugged and bit your lip. he scoffed and looked back at moonjo.

“what? you scared she might leave you?” moonjo taunted jong woo.

“don’t be silly.” you spoke up. “that won’t be happening.” you spoke directly to moonjo. “but i’m not opposed to getting fucked by the both of you right now.” you confessed with no shame.

your boyfriend sat in thought for a moment. he couldn’t deny his insecurities, but hearing you say that honestly did something to him. he’ll let his happen and he’s gonna prove to moonjo that he owns you. it turned him on to hear you put moonjo in his place. he stood up and moved next to your head with his crotch in front of your face.

“he can join, but you’re gonna suck me off.” he pushed his pants and boxers down his legs. you liked when he was this way. he was always so sweet and caring then would fuck you and do what he wanted with you til he was satisfied. whether that meant overstimulating you or cumming in you as many times as he wanted to. you LOVED it. “i missed being in your throat so. fucking. much.” he tapped the tip of his dick on your lips, demanding entrance.

you gasped when you felt warm lips wrap around your clit, sucking hard. you moaned and woo took that opportunity to shove his dick in your mouth until the tip hit the back of your throat. you gagged and dug your nails into his hip. his fingers were in your hair, holding your head steady so he could be in control. your other hand was grabbing moonjo hair, letting his tongue carress your folds.

“fuck..Y/N.” moonjo moaned while sliding his tongue deep inside you. he rubbed your clit with his thumb and wiggled his tongue against your walls making you moan on jong woo’s already twitching dick. moonjo had his hands on your thighs pressing them onto the bed to keep you from moving. every time you tried to buck your hips he’d slap one of your thighs, warning you.

“s-shit. s-so good, princess.” jong woo groaned and held your head still letting his cum shoot down your throat. “good girl. swallow it.” he bit lip and watched you, waiting for you to show him. you swallowed then stuck your tongue out so you could prove your obedience. he leaned down and gripped your jaw in his fingers, leveling his eyes with yours. “does he make you feel good?” he pressed his thumb on your tongue, watching your legs shake under moonjos hands. you nodded and felt bad, but you couldn’t lie to him.

he shoved his thumb down your throat making you gag and cough through your moans. jong woo was bent down, eyes looking into yours. he wiped a tear that slipped from your eyes with his wet thumb and smiled at you, admiring your flushed face.

“mmm… she likes being treated like a dirty bitch.” moonjo chuckled when he felt you tighten around his two fingers. he was staring into your eyes while twirling his tongue around your clit and fucking you with his long, slender fingers.

“she’s such a good girl isn’t she?” jong woo praised you while sliding behind you, laying your back into his chest so you were in between his legs. moonjo sped up his fingers continuously hitting your sweet spot ready to drink you up. he had been craving you since the second he saw you outside. you moaned and whimpered, loving the feeling of both of them touching you. “go ahead baby.” jong woo cooed while licking a skin tingling stripe up your neck to your ear. “cum.” he nibbled on your ear lobe while pinching your nipples with his fingers.

“fuck!!” you squealed feeling moonjos teeth nibble on your aching clit. “im cumming!!” you whined and writhed around against your boyfriends chest while moonjo slurped up your juices. he pulled his fingers out of you and rested his chin on your pelvis, staring up at you with lust filled eyes. you were panting with your head tilted back onto jong woos shoulder. jong woo kissed your forehead while his hands explored your body, calming you from your orgasm.

moonjo reached his arm up to hold his fingers in front of your lips, spreading them to show you the results of your orgasm. “clean your mess, doll.” he spoke with a sultry grin and tapped his two fingers on your bottom lip. you obliged immediately parting your lips and sucking on his fingers. you moaned and swirled your tongue around his digits, licking them clean. “a delicacy.” moonjo murmured and peppered kisses on your upper mound, watching you closely.

“you think you can take us both at the same time, angel?” jong woo whispered with his soft lips pressed onto your ear. “think you can handle it?” he flicked his tongue in the crevice of your ear, making your body shiver.

moonjo smiled wide at jong woos words, sitting up onto his knees to undo the button on his pants. “she can try.” he answered the question for you.

jong woo slid his hand up your body to wrap his hand around your neck, squeezing just enough to slightly choke you. “you gonna let us both fill you up?” you tilted your neck to let him bite your neck, giving you a deep purple mark. he was very possessive of you so the fact that this was even happening was blowing your mind.

“please.” you whimpered and looked in moonjos eyes. “i need you both in me right now.” you moaned and dug your nails into jong woos thighs. jong woo chuckled and pushed you off him so he could get out from behind you. you didn’t know if that meant fill both holes or take you in one at the same time, either way you didn’t care. you had never been so turned on in your life.

“you really think she can take it?” moonjo questioned and jerked himself off, looking down at your dripping cunt.

jong woo got on his knees on the bed next to his neighbor and put his hand on your pussy, coursing three fingers inside you to stretch you out. “I know she can.” he bit his lip and curled his fingers against the squishy pads inside your abdomen. “especially when she wants it so bad.” woo cooed while scissoring his fingers inside you. he removed his fingers to press his tip into your tight hole and scooted to the right side, angling to give moonjo room next to him.

“s-shit.* you hissed when you felt moonjo squeeze into you next to jong woo. in sync you felt both of them fill you up, giving you more pleasure than you ever have before. “mmm.. move. please.” you begged needing some type of friction.

“aww, such a needy slut.” woo growled before thrusting in and out if you, moaning from not just your walls suctioning around him but feeling the friction from moonjo rubbing against him with every thrust. “is two cocks not enough?” jong woo teased and and held your left thigh down onto the mattress.

moonjo pressed your right thigh down onto the mattress and thrusted inside you right after everytime jong woo did. not once did you go without a moment of pleasure. “do you like this?” moonjo hummed and reached down to grab your throat, making you choke on your screams. “being stuffed by two cocks at the same time? hmm?” moonjo taunted you and grazed his teeth over the tip of your nose.

“YES!!” you screamed and threw your head back against the pillows behind you. “so much. harder. please.” you whined and grasped the bed sheets between your fingers. you didn’t care if you sounded desperate. you were so overwhelmed in ecstasy yet at the same time it wasn’t enough.

“look at that.” moonjo let out a husky groan as he released your throat to reach his hand down to tease your clit with his thumb. you were panting and rocking your hips to meet their thrusts. “she really does like it.” he let out a deep laugh and rubbed quick circles on your clit.

“i told you.” your boyfriend admired your fucked out appearance. they both could feel you were ready to explode. “she’s such a good fucking girl.” woo growled and leaned down to shove his tongue passed your moaning lips. “my good girl.” he smirked and nibbled on your bottom lip while wrapping his hand back around your throat. he moaned and used his free hand to pinch one of your nipples.

“so good.” you whimpered and your doe eyes met jong woos intense stare.

“so pretty and submissive.” moonjo grunted and held your left thigh still, jong woo copied his action holding your other thigh. “cum.” moonjo ordered, both of their thrust synchronized hitting your g spot repeatedly.

“FUCK!!” you cried and areched your back. tears streamed down your face from being so full and stretched out. you squirted, making a mess of the bed and they’re lower halves.

“fucking hell..” moonjo groaned while spurting his cum inside of you. the feeling of both of them cumming inside of you was pure bliss. you felt so dirty but you mostly just felt like you experienced heaven.

“are you asleep, darling?” moonjo softly chuckled while jong woo rubbed your cheek. you shivered at the feeling of them sliding out of you. you felt empty. “nope.” you hummed and nuzzled your cheek into woo’s hand. “tired.” you kept your eyes closed, too fucked out to even move. “i wanna snuggle.” you added in a cute tone, making moonjo raise his eyebrows and look at your boyfriend with a curious smirk on his face. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want this to happen again.

jong woo woo looked over to meet moonjos gaze. “i don’t know.” he chewed on his bottom lip in deep thought. “i don’t like sharing. this was kind of a heat of the moment thing..” he chuckled, replaying everything that just went down in his brain.

“i think after doing such a good job, it’s only fair we give the girl what she wants.” moonjo persuaded. he was wiping himself off with a towel from the dresser. “is that what you want, Y/N?” he spoke to you in a sweet voice while cleaning you up with the same towel.

jong woo gulped anxiously and tossed his shirt he used as a towel to the ground. he couldn’t help but feel butterflies in his stomach when you nodded your head with a pout and finally opened your eyes to look at him. the cuddling thing weirded him out a little but you’re too cute to say no too. that’s how you always get your way. he sighed and slid in front of you on the outside of the bed, leaving the space by the wall for moonjo to lay next to you. “ok baby. he can stay.” he nodded towards moonjo before nuzzling his face in your neck and wrapping his arms around your waist. he held you tight against his warm body. you loved feeling his skin on yours, you found it comforting. you rubbed his back soothingly and tangled your legs with his.

you felt moonjos warm body press into your back and he slid his hands to your chest to softly grope your breasts. “good girls always get what they want.” he whispered just for you to hear and left a tingling open mouth kiss on your neck, poking his tongue out to tickle your skin.

your body shivered from the action and you felt electricity shoot down to your core. you didn’t understand what that meant exactly but you were sure there was deeper meaning to the small statement.

you had come to this place to comfort your love and try to persuade him as usual to move in with you and it ACTUALLY worked this time you had convinced him to leave with you and now you sort of have a change of thought. you just might like this place.

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junkyu’s… arms held your waist, his chest was pressel against your back. mornings with junkyu were always your favourite, especially when they began like this. one thing you noticed very quickly in your relationship with junkyu was his voice in the mornings, it always left you weak no matter new meny times you head heard it. but, the feeling was more intense on these kind of mornings.

junkyu's cock was inside of you, he had woken up hard, he was pressed against your ass that was practically here, only being covered by the thin lace material of your underwear due to his shirt you were wearing riding up your body. junkyu couldn't help himself, when he whispered “good morning” into your ear, the moment he heard you reply he gently ground against you from behind. that was when things spiralled. within minutes his lips were attached to your neck and your underwear was pushed to the side.

“god” his hips rolled against yours, his fingers digging lightly into the skin of your stomach as he groaned into your ear, the material of your underwear dragged along the side of his cock as he pushed into you, the feeling only intensified what he was feeling. you whimpered at the sensitivity of the veins of his cock dragging against your walls, letting him take you so early in the morning, just after waking up, it was one of your best decisions.

especially with how good he sounded in your ear, the low tone of his voice, the raspiness that ran through your veins, it only made you want him more. you had a feeling that this day was going to become a bed day, not that you minded whatsoever, those were your favourite days with him, doing nothing but letting him take you however he pleased.

“so warm” he loved being inside of you, you were so wet and so warm it drove him insane. just wanted to fill you up and fuck you all over again. junkyu was obsessed.

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under your skirt // choi hyunsuk (treasure)

pairing: hyunsuk x reader

warning: suggestive (or is it smut?), hyunsuk eats you out 😌

a/n: if you guys have seen treasure map ep 13-14 this is where the drabble takes place!!📚 also i am still testing my smut writing abilities and i am not so sure if i did good on the eating out part ahhhh

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you feel excited when you first hear that the next filming of treasure map will take place in a school like setting. and you’re also surprised when you find out it’s going to happen in an actual school too.

a few days later you find yourself standing in the dressing room, checking yourself out in the mirror. it’s been awhile since you wore a school uniform and it reminds you of your school days once again. you brush out the wrinkles on the platted skirt and fix the grayish hoodie you have on. the fake emblem of the treasure high hangs upside down on your hoodie and you frown. what are the stylists good for honestly? you think, when you move to fix it too.

“you ready?” you see the door open and asahi’s head pokes out.

“yeah” you smile through the mirror at him. you take one last look at yourself and follow asahi out of the dressing room. once you’re in the filming set, you’re met with the others. they’re walking around, getting themselves into the character of acting as students. hyunsuk immediately catches your eye and you can’t help but go blank in your head because your boyfriend looks hot. he sees you too and the grin that appears on his face tells you that he’s up to no good.

“well don’t you look good in this uniform” he sheepishly smiles as he approaches you, sneaking one of his arms around your waist to pull you closer. you quickly look around to make sure no one is close enough to see what he’s doing or potentially overhearing your conversation. you’re glad you’re both standing in a more darker corner of the room, behind the cameras and the staff. yet you still feel exposed, wary thoughts stuck in your head.

the other hand of hyunsuk’s brushes your hair to the side and he leans towards your neck. “so fuckable too” he mumbles into your ear, words that only you can hear and it knocks the air out of your lungs. your eyes grow wide and you stare at hyunsuk, dumbfounded.

“okay! everyone let’s begin!” one of the staff yells out interrupting whatever was going on with you two. hyunsuk lets you go and happily strolls back like nothing happened. you stand there for a few minutes, frozen in place, trying to prevent the blush on your cheeks. once you’ve somehow calmed down, you also go back to meet with the others.

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“alright, cut! let’s take a break” the director yells out because the filming has been taking place for over an hour and everyone’s hungry. you bite the inside of your cheek as your eyes focus on hyunsuk, who’s still sitting at the desk, his head laying on his arms. there’s only one thing in your mind and that is revenge for what hyunsuk did to you before filming.

you stand up from the chair and walk towards him. “aren’t you hungry hyunsuk?” you softly ask him.

“huh?” hyunsuk lifts up his head and his eyes meet with yours. he follows your movements as you sit down right next to him and furrows his eyebrows. you make sure that your skirt ‘accidentally’ rises up a bit too high on your thighs. “not really” he finally shakes his head as your question registers in his head. you smile to yourself because you didn’t miss the way his eyes darted down to your legs and then quickly averted them back to you.

“aw” you pout. “i had a perfect meal for you” your voice is spiked with innocence as you move to trail your fingers up his thigh. you can see hyunsuk physically tense up as his breath hitches in his throat.

“y/n” his voice comes out stern with a warning when he says your name and you realize that you got him exactly where you wanted. he grabs your hand and doesn’t let you continue your antics anymore. “how long do we have the break for?” he suddenly asks the staff who were standing not too far away.

“mm maybe about 15 more minutes” your manager replies, not even lifting up their gaze to look at the two of you. “good enough” you hear hyunsuk mumble and you gulp as you feel hyunsuk stand up, hand still on your wrist as he pulls you up as well. he leaves the ‘classroom’ through the back door and you are pulled through numerous hallways until hyunsuk finds some other door and pulls you inside.

“what was that about?” he grits through his teeth as he closes the door. you ignore him as you pass him. it’s yet another classroom that you ended up in. it’s dimly lit, only light coming from the windows. the classroom is spacious and you stop walking, only to lean on one of the desks. finally you look up to hyunsuk.

“what was what?” you let out a chuckle, ready to play innocent as long as you could. you swirl your fingers around one of your hoodie strings.

“oh don’t play dumb, y/n” hyunsuk throws his head back, annoyance in his voice, slowly making his way towards you.

“you’re really going and wasting time..” you huff, reaching for his tie and quickly pulling him towards you. you can’t help but grin. you swear under your breath as you watch how your fingers lightly wrap up around his tie. “i have always wanted to do that” as you say that, you crash your lips against hyunsuk’s. he kisses you back almost immediately, pushing you backwards and lifting you up so you could sit on the desk.

you’re trying your hardest not to bury your fingers in his hair, the possibility of you making a mess of his styled hair being too high. hyunsuk can’t do much either, having to avoid smudging your light makeup or ruin your styled hair as well. well you can already say goodbye to your lipstick though.

you spread your legs and hyunsuk moves in between them, hands resting on each side of your thighs, slowly caressing your soft skin. you don’t miss the feeling when both of his hands slide under your skirt and move closer to your core. hyunsuk breaks apart from the kiss, only to gaze into your eyes.

you stare back at him, a bit confused. “what is it, hyunsuk?”

“can i eat you out” he asks, yet doesn’t even mean it as a question, rather saying it only because he knows he will do it either way. without waiting for your answer, he gets down on his knees and your breath hitches in your throat. “it’s the only place i can ruin and no one will notice” you find the way he says it unbearably hot as he looks up, his hands once again sliding under your skirt deeper, until his fingers rest near the hem of your panties. you bite your lip in anticipation, watching his every move.

he doesn’t waste any time in removing your underwear, yet still keeping your skirt on. you feel his fingers first, as they brush up and down your folds. “you’re so wet already” his husky voice gets mixed with your own low breaths.

“hyunsuk, hurry up” you softly whine out, his fingers not being enough in giving you the pleasure that you so badly want right now.

hyunsuk stops for a second and your eyes meet again. it looks like he’s thinking about retorting something back at you but instead gives in and doesn’t say anything. you gasp when he suddenly dives in and his tongue starts licking at your clit. soon his fingers replace the place where his tongue used to be, and his tongue enters you instead.

you’re seeing stars by this point as you throw your head back and let out small whimpers. hyunsuk is doing wonders right under your skirt and second by second you feel closer to your high. it takes everything in your power not to tug at hyunsuk’s hair so instead you scrunch up the material of your skirt as your mind begins to go blank.

your eyes roll back to the back of your head and your legs begin to shake, the immense pleasure beginning to cloud your vision. in a matter of seconds, not even being able to give a warning to hyunsuk, you go over the edge.

“you taste so good, princess” hyunsuk licks up the remaining of your juices, and you try to squeeze your legs together over the sensitivity but you can’t because, well, hyunsuk is in the way.

he helps you to put on your underwear back on, stands up and gives you a chase kiss on your lips. you can’t help but whimper as you taste yourself on his lips. “we should hurry back” he says, reminding you that you’re not back in the dorms or in any other safe place. you nod and hyunsuk helps you down the desk. you try to walk but wobble to the side instead. hyunsuk only chuckles as he takes your hand and guides you back to the filming set.

you already know you won’t be able to handle any of the physical games you will have to play during the rest of the filming.

[cravites]

mashiho, your adorable, loving boyfriend, one who daren’t hurt a fly, too nice for this world and even so to you. so how did you end up here?

you pushed all his buttons till he broke.

you grip the pillow till your knuckles turn white and take in another harsh breath. mashiho has had you bent on his lap for what felt like hours, or maybe less, you don’t know. time goes by slow once you have to suffer from your own actions.

“did you forget to fucking count again?” you hear from above, mashiho’s tone of voice sending shivers down your spine. “aw, we got so far and now you will have to start again”, mashiho purrs as you feel him massage your reddened cheeks and you wince once his hand makes contact with your skin.

“n-no, p-please mashi.. n-no mmore” you sob out after hearing his words, a ping of fear washing over you again. it was bearable the first ten slaps on your ass, but once it was getting too much and your mind began to get cloudy, your memory of mashiho demanding you to count was also fading away.

“didn’t you want this? wasn’t i too vanilla for you?” you hear him grunt and gradually feel his hand roughly squeeze one of your cheeks. to that you shut your eyes because you know you fucked up big time that night.

“i-i’m sorry, i’m sorry, please forgive m-me..” you keep apologizing, those words being the only ones you can think of right now. tears keep flowing out of your eyes and your throat feels dry. you feel one of mashiho’s hands travel upwards your body till he grabs a handful of your hair and yanks your head. you yelp in pain and open your eyes. the mirror that is in front of you clearly shows your disheveled hair and puffy eyes. you’re also met with mashiho’s dark gaze. and you can’t help but shiver again. you unlocked a new side of him that you never knew existed.

“yeah, you better be. after all, no one would like to hear your own girlfriend talking with her friends about how fucking soft i am with you” he leans in to whisper in your ear and you get reminded to how all of this started. “this is why,”

mashiho moves to easily lift you up only to throw you back on the bed. you watch with clouded eyes as he spreads your legs and kneels in between them. he starts to unbuckle his jeans, the dark and lustful gaze staring back at you, “i will fuck you till you lose your fucking mind and learn your fucking lesson”