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Now that mermay is over. I have more mermay content. Much thanks to my buddy silvermasquerade who I wanted to talk about a mermaid au with (specifically their twin oc girlies who feature heavily here) and who had a hundred good ideas because now Iâm terminally obsessed
So what if there were merfolk dolphins and they lived in an aquarium that does shows and stuff and most of them have an assigned human âhandler�� to help manage things and maybe to perform with. I think the merfolk are mostly like rescues or relocations?? At any rate the current set up of humans they work with are largely tolerable and even likeable so thatâs a plus đ and yes Iâm unlearning embarrassment so you get to see my whole sketchbook layouts


(In this specific au the list of names and animals on the top left (above) are the merms, the right side list is the reverse timeline but weâll get to that later)



Anyway Iâll put some âwhoâs whoâ + rambles under the cut, for now @silvermasquerade GET OVER HERE I HAVE YOUR CHILDREN AND SECRET OTHER ART
Ok so. The merfolk are: silvermasqueradeâs girls Adaline and Alyssa, the two black haired dusky dolphins
Alyssa (ponytail)âs human is Bo, Adaline wonât take an assigned handler but if she needs an assistant for her performances sheâll borrow someone (usually also Bo). Theyâre beautiful and so much fun to play dolls with and I love them. I also love forcing Bo and Alyssa to get through the initial absolute refusal to cooperate bc once they figure each other out they are so funny to me
(The rest of these arenât going to have pics accompanying them because Iâm hitting image limit smh)
My contributions to the merms are Quinton, the spotted dolphin whoâs (current) human is a yet un-designed and completely un-introduced dude named Rhydian (annoying, sometimes pretends that the merfolk arenât as sentient as they are bc itâs âconvenient for himâ). Luckily Iâm thinking Q eventually gets put with Kallistos instead, whoâs one of his besties in canon. Heâs also mercilessly, lovingly teased for not being overly subtle by merfolk standards with how intrigued he is by Alyssaâs handler
Estes, a nondescript seal who doesnât perform atm but ended up taking to one of the employees (Lolo) who was therefore given defacto responsibility of Estes bc sheâs so snappy with anyone else. Lolo also happens to be someone that frequently helps train new employees so when Taorna is hired, he also accidentally gets on Estesâ good side. Oops đ
Mercer, the unreasonably large orca that was brought in who also doesnât yet perform because they have no one to work with him on it. Heâs not quite built for the elegant types of shows they put on anyway, if they ever do a pirate drama heâd make a great sea monster tho.
And Liana, the common dolphin with the yellow ribbon in her hair. Her handler is Ambrose (eyepatch guy) which means sheâs almost immediately teased/razzed by the other merfolk for how well the two of them get along. âHeâs handsome and kind and -â âgirl please. heâs a HUMANâ but you best believe they are the media darlings and look so cute in their matching costumes
One day Iâll draw them with their humans bc you absolutely have not seen the last of them, Iâm obsessed almost to the point of concern, I also need to figure out how to get Betony in here fr. If you thought Mercer towered over them before oh boy
#I had more. and then forgot#um yeah. do not hesitate to send thoughts/questions/editorials#i promise you cannot possibly bother me#in fact I will cherish you#but at the very least I hope you enjoy looking at them đ#sorry to the uninitiated bc I really just added like half the canon cast in here#dw about it. look at the mermaids lol#my art#ocs#original character#others ocs#oc art#mer au#< all mers ever on this blog#aquarium au#< self explanatory. both sides of the aquarium au#dolphin au#< specifically for the Mer!Q/Alyssa/Ada au#traditonal art#traditional sketch digital color#digital#we got it all on this one baby#chibi#quinton bell#ambrose larkspur#liana newleaf#mercer chantry#estes elden#mermaid#sketchbook
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saranghae ten oppa đŤ°đ my vagina is shaking
#alyssa the aliar đ#stream if ur not a bumfuck loser like that company#đą ten#my tennie đđđđđđ#back in dark mode dont judge đ
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OC HOLIDAY MOODBOARDS âď¸ â Cecilia for @risingsh0t đ
#friendâs ocs#oc holiday boards#happy holidays Alyssa!!!!! hope you like it! she is so cool đđđ
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#new muses coming soon#(one is Alyssa which will be her updated design sense I wasnât proud of the one I recently posted)#my art#(one is an old sinner demon and the other is a new sinner demon that is new to Hell)#(I plan to color them tomorrow đđ)
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maggot mommy wip đ¤
#the colors look really off but its bc its a picture of the screen#loml#đ#alyssa is really hard to draw btw#been going at this for hours#alyssa sutherland#evil dead rise#evil dead#maggot mommy#fanart#wip#work in process#art#digital art#my art
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đ Time for some Self-Positivity! đÂ
đ What's a scene or line you wrote that still makes you smile when you reread it? âď¸ What's something you've improved on in your writing journey? đ Share a link to a fic of yours that you think deserves more love!
Answer these questions, and send this to 5 writers who inspire you â¤ď¸
Thank you, @the-blind-assassin-12 𼰠That's so sweet of you!!!!
đ - Let's say, this one đ
Two men, neither of them particularly intimidating, stood guard in front of an elegant door decorated with geometric patterns.
âHey!â one of them barked in Basic. âWhat are youââ
Din was already on them, striding agressively forward; he pistol-whipped one of them, then grabbed the other by the back of the neck and slammed him face-first into the door â BLAM!
âYeah, come in!â called the Handlerâs voice from the other side.
Din wouldnât need to be told twice. He activated the door and stormed in, his weapon at the ready. The Handler was lounging on a comfortable sofa, a drink in one hand, his arm draped casually over the backrest, and one leg crossed over the other.
âDid you bring me theâ OH DANK⌠FARRIK!â
The drink splashed over his dark jacket as he scrambled to his feet, panicking as Din closed the distance between them.
âNO, NO-NO-NO!â
Din aimed the blaster straight at him. The Handler threw his hands up in surrender, backing away and glancing desperately around the room for a way to escape. His gaze locked on a door on the opposite side, but Din reached him first, pinning him down onto the caf table.
It's from the first "episode" The Lead, of my Mandalorian fanfic Lost and Found. Din has had enough at that point of the story, and I think it shows a little đ
âď¸ - Iâm not sure⌠Iâd say my English in general? Itâs not my first language, and I still make silly mistakes with things like âto/for/fromâ or âin/on/into/onto.â I learned it on my own through books, movies, podcasts, and documentaries, so sometimes I feel like it shows in the way I write. Iâm much more comfortable reading and listening to it â even with topics I know nothing about â but when it comes to speaking or writing, I feel like my English still sounds a bit âlearned from exposureâ rather than fully natural.
đ - I'd say my whole Westworld Full Diagnostic series, because they are very special stories to me đ
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Myra x Cole (SORRY IM CURIOUS) and Eloise x wren? đđ
myra x cole
â you know what? yeah, actually. we know he gets HORRENDOUSLY down bad for people and i think myra would eat it up. after being pushed out of her own home sheâs always kinda felt on the outs and unimportant, so someone (especially someone as handsome as him) shoeing her any crumb of being obsessed with her sheâs like puddy in his hands. and while his feelings i think can sometimes be like iâm the realm of over emotional, i think his personality and the loyalty heâd show towards her and like her alone would make her blind to the fact that its a little unhealthy. for the first time sheâd feel wanted and respected and i feel like heâd admire her not for her beauty alone (obviously) but her talents as well; sheâs not a princess or someone of high significance but sheâs paved her own little path in a unique way and heâd genuinely respect and admire that. but bet sheâd find herself selling oranges real fast, no hesitation.
eloise x wren
â move over adrian! i honestly feel like these two would have a rocky - ish start? only because wren is very independent and and guarded whereas eloise is a incredibly chatty and a little out there from the get go. there might be a lot of push and pull with eloise purposely pushing wren for a reaction only so she can be like oh, so you DO have a personality đ just to get under her skin a little bit not in an antagonistic way; sheâs woujd just want to know what makes her tick so she can start chipping away at that.
eventually, i feel like these two would two would find someone common ground with eloise being an investigative journalist and wren being a microbiologist, theyâre always sort of in a mode of learning and analyzing so i can see the two of them treating each other like little projects (affectionately) just trying to figure each other out. eloise would definitely teach her how to have fun and loosen up snd i feel like wren would be more grounding in a way? eloiseâs compass so to speak so she doesnât verse off course. and with eloise being hyper observant sheâd always surprise her with little quirky gifts sheâs found while thrifting đ
#t: asks#thank you alyssa! đ#c: myra#c: eloise#if criston wanted a trad wife i fear myra would become one over night
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drop this sunflowerđťinto the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! lets spread a little sunshine âď¸









Thank you so so much for sending this Klara @leviismybby Lys @l3visthighs Victoria @amazingackerman Dee @atruewarrior San @notgoodforlife Jay @jayteacups Livia @thehangetomylevi the đ§anon (still don't know who tf you are đ) Syl @aishitemasu-levi-heicho & Terra @dont-f-with-moogles â¤ď¸ You cannot imagine how much it warms my heart!
Your blogs, posts, fics brighten my dash & my days â¤ď¸
Love you lots my friends â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
#val has mail đ#lovely moots đ#klara â¨#Alyssa â¨#Dee â¨#Victoria â¨#San â¨#Jay â¨#Livia â¨#Syl â¨#Terra â¨#The đ§ Anon â¨#kindness
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i brought you a bundle of my loveee

(it took me hours to fit it all in since thereâs sm ><)
heheâŚ..i think youâre still out at lunch đśď¸ but if you happen to see thisâŚâŚ.
thank you so much my little lovie youre the sweetest sweetie in the world ;-; thank you for the bundle of love iâll treasure it forever ^^
i love you lyssieeee 3 days!!!!! đЎđđ����đđđ§Ąâ¤ď¸đЎ
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okay so...
âPossession of illegal drugs and evading the law. Thatâs enough for a few months in the slammer,â the man said with a smirk, bending over slightly and lifting you up over his shoulder with ease. You squeaked at the feeling of his arms squeezing around your body, hitting your fists into his solid back and yelling at him to let you go. Whistling a bit, he simply carried you back to his taller, older looking partner who was leaning against the police car with his arms folded across his chest. YESS HE GOD DAMN DID LIFT ME OVER HIS SHOULDER WITH EASE SJDHKJSHF AND THE WAY HE DOESNT EVEN NOTICE ME PUNCHING THE FUCK OUTTA HIM JSDjsJ
âYou have the right to remain silent, pretty girl. Everything you say can and willâŚâ his voice trailed off a bit, focusing on pressing himself against your ass, sighing at the sensation. ââŚbe held against you." SDFJKFH JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP ALYSSA JESUS DKJS PRETTY GIRL>????
âUh-huh.â Yunho lowered his hand to your ass and grabbed it roughly, before sliding his hand in between your thighs, rubbing at the underside of your clothed cunt, pressing his digits down where he presumed your clit was. âIs this where you keep your drugs? In this little pussy of yours?â adkaodk we love a man who can find the clit đ ugh and i dunno if there's any drugs in there đđ maybe u could check hehe đđ.....
NOW ALYSSA........ HOW R U GONNA PUT THIS: Yunho laughed a bit to himself, nudging Jongho out of habit. Jongho gave him a gummy smile, looking sweeter than he should have. AND THIS...: If he hadnât just groped you and taken your hard earned money, you wouldâve believed that he could listen to reason, unlike the psychopath that stood there gripping the outline of his unreasonably large package. IN THE SAME PARAGRAPH???? UNREASONABLY LARGE PACKAGE ???? WHAT? ?????
Being finger-fucked by him was almost the equivalent to having a cock inside you, especially if he filled you with three. He had a habit of breaking his toys too quickly, so he decided he would take his time preparing you for the real thing. ummm??? it feels like the cock???????? AIOSDJKSLJ and not him taking his time w us đĽ°đ
eyeing Jongho through the rearview mirror, who gave you a cheeky wink, im sorry just this sdhsjdh he winked at us >< ////////
Yunho opened his mouth and dragged his tongue across his top set of teeth, the silver finishing of what seemed to be a bottom set of grillz glimmering in the light. âKinky. Iâd like that.â eeeehehehehHEHEHEHEHEHEHE ///////////
Jongho chuckled to himself, licking at the corner of his lips. âAre you going to fall apart for him, doll?â You could see his arm shift a bit and the side of his forearm coming in and out of view from where you were sitting. âAre you going toâfuckâcum all over his fingers?â He was starting to sound out of breath. The motherfucker was jerking himself off and driving at the same time. To be quite honest, you were more disappointed that you couldnât watch than the fact that he was risking all of your lives on the freeway. Maybe you were just like them. Just maybe. DJFHKHS THERES ALOT TO UNPACK HERE........ FIRST OF ALL DOLL TTTTTTTTT yes mr jongho sir i can be your doll /// AND SECOND HES JERKING IT WHILE DRIVING THIS HAD ME GIGGLING ALL OVER AGAIN THATS SO FUNNY đđ
Yunho pressed his lips onto the shell of your ear, feeling you routinely squeezing around him. He needed to send you over the edge. âCum for me, pretty girl. You know you want to.â You pulsed around him, giving him a good idea of what you wanted to hear next. Sending his tongue up along your earlobe and biting it roughly, making you shudder, he growled, âBe a good girl for me and fucking cum.â you cannOT put pretty girl AND good girl in the same paragraph babe youre tryna kill me and i caught you </3 also kissing the shell of our ear thats so cute TT
He tapped his finger against the glass, watching as a tiny bubble formed inside. âYou wanna try it?â âI mean, yeah, but are you sure you want to?â you questioned, tilting your head. âOne of my regulars told me he downed a vial and fucked a lovebot so hard, its system shut down halfway through.â Yunho smirked at Jongho, before pressing his shoulder into yours. âI mean, youâre the one thatâs acting as our little lovebot for tonight, so are you prepared for that?â SKFDJDS THIS HAS ME GIGGLING TOO NOT HIM FUCKING BREAKING THE ROBOT DJSDFKDH and im the little love bot hehe đđ<333
This discovery almost distracted you from what was going on in front of you. Yunho had grabbed Jongho by the collar, his other hand clutching the back of the younger manâs head, their lips and tongues eagerly entwining, both occasionally biting at each otherâs lips. pls bestie this was so hot they drink the vial and then just immediately cant hold themselves back from making out w each other whatttttttt my mind is blown đđđđ
With your thighs being held open forcefully by two strong hands, you squirmed around inside Yunhoâs lap, barely able to handle the visual of Jongho ravaging your swollen cunt, his nose grinding repeatedly against your clit, his tongue buried deep inside your hole, and his dilated eyes focused solely on yours. NOOOO WHY HIS NOSE ON OUR CLIT- âStay still, kitten,â Yunho purred, gripping the undersides of your thighs and bringing them upwards so that your knees were up by your chest on either side. âLet my pretty boy take care of you.â SJDHK THATS HIS PRETTY BOY </333 Jongho groaned softly at his friendâs sentence, his hand closing tightly around his cock, fisting it with diligence. He plunged his tongue in and out of you, only stopping to purse his lips and let the mix of arousal and spit drip down onto your clit. Eyeing the wetness longingly, he smacked his hand down onto you, sending a bolt of pleasure through your body,before going back down to slurp all the escaping arousal back into his mouth. hhhhhh AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
It only took one forceful squeeze of your clit and the feeling of being stretched open by Jonghoâs large tongue for you to cum so hard you saw stars. When you came to, Jongho was licking your squirt from his chin, his eyes hooded and hair completely soaked in your release. NOT A SQUEEZEEE AND HIS LARGE TONGUE SJKADH AND PLSSS THE WAY I CAN SEE HIS HAZY EYES LOOKING UP AT MEEEE HIS CHEEKS WOULD B ALL REDDDD N HED BE ALL CUTE :(
Yunho cupped your cunt and palmed it just to feel your body begin to shudder against his from the overstimulation, smiling fondly at the sight of Jonghoâs rampant lust. âDid you like being squirted on, baby bear?â ummm yes he did cup our cunt and baby bear now you've gone too far bestie....... too far
Your eyelids lowered, feeling yourself begin to pulse in between your thighs. âYouâre going to watch me while I get used by Yunho before you get a turn with me.â After hearing Jonghoâs small groan and seeing the lust take over his features, you unconsciously spread yourself further open like you were about to take him instead of Yunho, which they both greatly appreciated. AHHHHHHH JONGHO IS SO DOWN BADDDDDD IM FUCKING LOSING MY MIND MY BRAIN N PUSSY ARE OVERHEATINGGGGG
âFuck, ifyouâre going to smack me, then at least aim for my pâ" Yunhoâs large hand slammed down onto your cunt, his calloused palm rubbing against your swollen clit, replacing your words with a choked moan and bringing a smile to his sweaty face. âAgain,â you said, your demand coming out as a plea instead, your legs starting to tremble against the slippery couch. âDo it again.â i- im done........ this is end for me thank you all its been nice đ
Jongho immediately brought his hand down and slapped it directly onto your clit, not giving you a second to react, before he did it again, both him and Yunho watching with delight as your arousal began to squirt out of you like a small fountain. "Good girl," he sighed, sliding his fingers through the wetness and spreading it over your swollen clit.  this- i- im actually done now i cant take it anymore...........words cant explain.........the things im feeling inside.........alyssa.............
Before you could ever take a breath, you were suddenly being lifted up by Yunho and being set down onto Jonghoâs lap. âReady, doll?â the younger man asked, running his calloused hands up along your curves, squeezing at the softest parts of your body, his fingers settling on your tits and tweaking them. âYes, sir,â you moaned softly, your words flipping a switch inside Jonghoâs mind. YES SIR 𫡠*SOBBING* YES SIR đŤĄđŤĄđŤĄ why's he being lowkey sweettttt w his strong pretty hands feeling us up *harder sobbing* TTTTTT
âRide me, baby. Make it bounce.â im moving out i hate this fucking family i feel unsafe i feel violated i feel-
Yunho sucked and licked at Jonghoâs neck as he nodded weakly, finding his softer moans to be a lot cuter than the deeper, more masculine sounds he tried to make. âSheâs our little cumslut now, baby bear. Fill her up with your honey, okay?â WHYS YUNHO So THIRSTY FOR JONGHO JSDHSDKJFHKJJ AAAHH AND GIRL WHYD U HAVE TO DO THAT W CALLING HIS CUM HONEY đ
âUh-huh, right.â You tilted your head to the side, batting your eyelashes up at Yunho. âYouâre lucky I didnât give you head. I wouldâve given your cock a little chomp if I had the chance.â Yunho flashed you a wide grin, his silver grillz reflecting in the light. âWell, thereâs always next time.â shefkjdfkdshfkh a chomp bestie đđđđ AHHH THERES ALWAYS NEXT TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEHEHEHEHE ><
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pairing: criminal! yunho x fem! reader (criminal) x criminal! jongho
genre: smut, cyberpunk au?? kinda, kinda lore compliant
summary: After finishing up a late night drug deal, you find yourself getting arrested by two suspicious policemen.
w.c: 6.1k
warnings: *possibly triggering content* drug usage, jongho and yunho play a little bit of bad cop nasty cop with reader jshshd <33, hard dom! yunho, dom! jongho, bratty sub! reader, dubcon elements, mxm, kissing, brat taming, degradation, praise, pet names, exhibitionism/voyeurism, manhandling, fingering, spit kink (so muchhh), face slapping, pussy slapping, spamking, oral (receiving), size kink, breeding kink, bulge kink, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, creampies, squirting, slight dumbification
a/n: choo chooooo đ next stop is smut cityyy â i mean, night city hehe whoops <33 just fyi i renamed the fic and changed the aesthetic to better fit the vibe. also i stg i gave yunho grillz before the teaser came out and i just - someone please write seonghwa with grillz,, i will kiss the ground that you walk on đ§đťââď¸ anyways enjoyy bc this one goes on forever and everrr ŮŠ( 'Ď' )Ů
song rec: numb to the feeling, slow down by chase atlantic
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âHow much for Night Serum?â a soft-spoken, disheveled man asked you, only allowing you to see his dry, quivering lips and the few beads of sweat that were rolling along his chin, the rest of his face hidden underneath the heaviness of his coat hood.Â
Leaning your back against the slightly damp alley wall behind you, your fingers traced the outline of a small pocket that you had sewn onto the inside of your jacket. â120 for a vial.â
He pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and smashed it down into your open palm. âI want two.âÂ
You counted the money and shoved it away into your tank top, then fished out two small vials filled with a glowing blue liquid from the small pocket, dropping them into the manâs eager hands. âPleasure doing business with you,â you said mostly to yourself, the man already fast walking his way out of there and tossing his head back to down it. You watched with envy as he let out a blissful sigh and headed towards a hologram of a beautiful woman that was beckoning him inside the building she was posted in front of. Â
With your hands shoved inside your hoodie pockets, you followed in the direction of the man, heading back out onto the semi-empty street and mindlessly walking down it, your eyes settling on the plethora of neon signs around you, some advertising 24-hour ramen shops and bars where you could drink your sorrows away, some flashing red XXXâs at you, enticing you to settle for a quick fuck with a lovebot of your choosing. None of it really interested you these days. No matter what you did, everything just felt numb. Muted. All you wanted was to feel alive again. Before you could think, you pulled one of the little vials out from your jacket and looked down at it, eventually opening it and swishing the liquid around.Â
A pair of blue and red lights suddenly blinded you, an irritatingly loud siren joining in as well to overwhelm your senses. âOh, fuck,â you reacted, suddenly taking a step back once you realized you had done something incriminating right next to an idle cop car. Just your luck. The vial smashed onto the ground just as you ran in the opposite direction, glancing back in horror to see an intimidatingly solid man with large thighs and equally large biceps already catching up with you.
âStop right there!â he called out, reaching his hand out in your direction, amused by the fear in your eyes and the quickening pace of your steps. Â
You carried your body down the pavement as fast as you could, your lungs already on fire from routinely panting and breathing in the cold night air. Your breath escaped your lungs completely when you were suddenly yanked backwards by the collar of your jacket, the color leaving your face once you got a good look at the serious man standing behind you.Â
âPossession of illegal drugs and evading the law. Thatâs enough for a few months in the slammer,â the man said with a smirk, bending over slightly and lifting you up over his shoulder with ease. You squeaked at the feeling of his arms squeezing around your body, hitting your fists into his solid back and yelling at him to let you go. Whistling a bit, he simply carried you back to his taller, older looking partner who was leaning against the police car with his arms folded across his chest.Â
âWhat do we have here?â Yunho mused, a mysterious glint hidden within his coffee brown eyes.Â
Once Jongho placed you down onto the ground, you tried to take off, instantly being yanked backwards by the taller man and shoved down face-first onto the hood of the police car. âTrying to run again, huh? Seems like we have a little troublemaker on our hands.â
âFuck you,â you replied with your cheek smushed into the cold metal of the hood, groaning from how rough Yunho was as he grabbed your wrists and forced them behind your back in an uncomfortable position.Â
âSheâs feisty,â Yunho commented to his partner, the two of them exchanging pleased glances with each other, just as you heard a click sound and the sensation of something cold and heavy hanging on your wrists. You were fucked. Completely and utterly fucked. So why were you elated? âYou have the right to remain silent, pretty girl. Everything you say can and willâŚâ his voice trailed off a bit, focusing on pressing himself against your ass, sighing at the sensation. ââŚbe held against you.âÂ
âAnd you have the right to choke on a dick,â you retorted, squeezing your thighs together, both disgusted and turned on knowing that you could feel just how large the man was in every sense of the word.Â
âShe wants me,â Yunho stated, grinning at his friend. Jongho playfully shook his head at Yunho, who chuckled and stepped aside.Â
Your fingers twitched behind you, biting down on your lip in anticipation for what was next until you began to feel strong hands sliding up and down your thighs, then to your ass, his fingers squeezing into them and spreading you apart through your thin joggers, making your brain feel a bit fuzzy around the edges. âWh-what do you think youâre doing?â you questioned weakly, lifting your head up to look back at Jongho with a glare.Â
âItâs called a body search, sweetheart.â Jongho continued, moving his hands up your waist, going in a slow, deliberate manner, like he was trying to memorize how your body felt inside his hands. Once he got to your chest, he kneaded and squeezed your tits, able to pinch your nipples through your thin tank top, drawing a stilted moan from your lips.Â
âY-youâre a fucking pervert,â you scowled, squirming around, Jonghoâs hands continuing to grope at your tits until he pulled the wad of bills out of your top. Before you could protest, Yunho grabbed a section of your hair and lifted your head up to make you look at him, causing you to whimper.Â
âYouâre the little pervert here, princess. Moaning and squirming around during a simple search. I bet youâre wet too.âÂ
âSh-shut upâŚâ you mumbled, your cheeks hot to the touch, comforted by the cold metal of the hood when the man let go of your hair.Â
âUh-huh.â Yunho lowered his hand to your ass and grabbed it roughly, before sliding his hand in between your thighs, rubbing at the underside of your clothed cunt, pressing his digits down where he presumed your clit was. âIs this where you keep your drugs? In this little pussy of yours?âÂ
You didnât know what the hell was going on, but you almost didnât want it to stop. You knew Night City was going to shit, but were these two assholes really allowed to be a part of the force with the way they were acting? Well, anything was possible. âShow me your badges,â you suddenly commanded, only for you to get flipped onto your backside, looking up at the two men who were staring down at you with hungry eyes. âProve that youâre real cops.âÂ
Yunho laughed a bit to himself, nudging Jongho out of habit. Jongho gave him a gummy smile, looking sweeter than he should have. His face sharpened when he looked down at you, his tongue poking into his cheek, casually holding what appeared to be a police badge in front of your face, which confused you even more. If he hadnât just groped you and taken your hard earned money, you wouldâve believed that he could listen to reason, unlike the psychopath that stood there gripping the outline of his unreasonably large package. âYou want proof, huh, little slut? I got my baton right here.â
You looked as bored as you possibly could, tilting your head, responding with a simple, âIs that it?â The man didnât appreciate that very much, simply yanking you up from the hood of the car and shoving you into the backseat before accompanying you.Â
âI know you want to keep acting like a stubborn little brat, but I know you want this just as much as we do,â Yunho said into your ear, nibbling on your earlobe with his teeth, sending a shiver through you. âI bet youâre soaking wet. Donât you think, Jjong? Our little plaything is probably gushing for us, huh?âÂ
Putting the car in drive using the stick shift, Jongho pulled out onto the street, eyeing you through the rearview mirror, the corner of his lips lifting upwards. âWouldnât hurt to check.â
Yunho slipped his hand past your joggers, cupping your bare pussy and hearing the audible squelching sounds of your abundant arousal. You were a mess. Is this what Night City turned you into? Someone who was willing to be used by two unhinged strangers? You didnât like the answer, but at this point, you were too invested to care. âFuck me, youâre even wetter than I thought. We got a little whore on our hands, Jjong.âÂ
âAre you gonna do something about it, or what?â you challenged Yunho, your heart ready to burst out of your chest due to the rush of adrenaline flooding your brain.Â
On the drive back to what you assumed was their residence, Yunho and Jongho both appreciated your encouragement, resulting in your joggers being pulled down past your knees and your dripping cunt being pounded by two of the âofficerâsâ sizable fingers. Â
As Jongho turned the leather steering wheel to the right to make a turn at an empty intersection, he cleared his throat, gaining the attention of his partner in crime. âAdd a third finger, Yun. Stretch her out for me.âÂ
âOn it.â Yunho didnât even bother hiding his giddiness, chuckling to himself, before pursing his lips to drip some saliva down onto his fingers. Being finger-fucked by him was almost the equivalent to having a cock inside you, especially if he filled you with three. He had a habit of breaking his toys too quickly, so he decided he would take his time preparing you for the real thing.Â
âIâm really starting to think that the two of you arenât real cops,â you chimed sarcastically, finally having calmed down a bit, eyeing Jongho through the rearview mirror, who gave you a cheeky wink, before glaring over at Yunho, instantly annoyed by the smirk that his pretty lips twisted into.Â
âWhat makes you say that, princess?â the man asked aloofly, slipping a third equally long, equally thick finger into your tight entrance and stretching it open, leaving with you a pleasant burning sensation.Â
âYouâre literally knuckles deep in me right now, asshole!â you spat in his direction, resulting in a quick, though rough slap to your cheek, a stinging imprint of Yunhoâs large hand still left on your face. It made you leak, aiding him in his quest to make you fall apart.Â
âIs that any way to speak to an officer of the law?â Reveling in your clear shock and the influx of arousal slipping past his thrusting fingers, Yunho shook his head. âOh, you dumb little girl. Iâm obviously doing a routine cavity search. Checking for drugs and such.â He began to curl his digits and rub at the little spongy area that made your eyes roll back, noticing how you started to clench around him. âThough I donât think you can fit anything into this tiny pussy of yours, but youâre more than welcome to try with my cock.âÂ
âA-as if Iâd want your disgusting cock anywhere near me. Youâre only getting away with this because Iâm fucking handcuffed!â you grunted out, trying to bite back the moans you so desperately wanted to let out, the fire in your belly about to erupt into something that you couldnât even try to tame. âIâd be choking the fuck out of you if I could use my hands.âÂ
Yunho opened his mouth and dragged his tongue across his top set of teeth, the silver finishing of what seemed to be a bottom set of grillz glimmering in the light. âKinky. Iâd like that.âÂ
You couldnât tell if you wanted to spit on him or kiss him, so you simply looked on, finding Jonghoâs eyes routinely locking with yours when he didnât have to immediately focus on the road. He had hardly spoken a word to you and yet you found yourself pulsing around Yunhoâs thick fingers just from having him stare you down. You were getting close and you couldnât quite hide it anymore, your eyebrows starting to move upwards, mouth beginning to hang open, and your moans coming out embarrassingly high pitched in response to the pads of Yunhoâs fingers rubbing at your g-spot.Â
Jongho chuckled to himself, licking at the corner of his lips. âAre you going to fall apart for him, doll?â You could see his arm shift a bit and the side of his forearm coming in and out of view from where you were sitting. âAre you going toâfuckâcum all over his fingers?â He was starting to sound out of breath. The motherfucker was jerking himself off and driving at the same time. To be quite honest, you were more disappointed that you couldnât watch than the fact that he was risking all of your lives on the freeway. Maybe you were just like them. Just maybe.Â
Yunho pressed his lips onto the shell of your ear, feeling you routinely squeezing around him. He needed to send you over the edge. âCum for me, pretty girl. You know you want to.â You pulsed around him, giving him a good idea of what you wanted to hear next. Sending his tongue up along your earlobe and biting it roughly, making you shudder, he growled, âBe a good girl for me and fucking cum.âÂ
A ragged cry escaped your dry throat as Yunho shoved his fingers inside you one last time, keeping them there, your arousal pouring out of you, getting all over his veiny forearm and the leather seat below. Once you recovered, you cleared your throat and blew a bit of hair out of your eyes, side-eyeing Yunho. âThis is the only way you get girls to fuck you, huh? By handcuffing them and putting them in the back of your car?âÂ
Yunho felt a surge of anger shoot through him, but it went straight to his cock. âFuck, you really do like being a little brat for us, donât you? Because you like how we put you in your place, huh, baby?â Yunho ran a ringed finger through your hair and pushed a few locks of it behind your ear, his dark eyes studying your flushed face with an intensity that made you throb.Â
âWeâre here,â Jongho interjected, pressing a button on a small remote he had in his hand, the sliding metal garage door in front of the car slowly rising up, revealing a spacious garage complete with a secondhand sofa, a TV, a large toolbox, and randomly assorted car parts wrapped in bubble-wrap lying on the floor in the corner.Â
You disregarded their set up, not needing to ask to know that they were probably up to some shady shit. It didnât matter, anyway. You did what you had to do as well to keep up with the city that was both decaying and upgrading itself at the same time.Â
Once Yunho pulled you out of the backseat, you motioned your head to your restraints. âCan you take these off now that youâre done with your little show? If weâre going to fuck, I donât need my arms to be going numb.âÂ
He chuckled, sending Jongho a quick, pleased glance as his friend took a step behind you and put the tiny key into the slot to unclasp the handcuffs, not letting you go before he reached around you, pulling your jacket off, leaving you in just a thin tank top. Jongho noticed the sound of two vials clinking together, feeling through the jacket and slipping his fingers inside the secret compartment.Â
âGo on and get comfortable, sweetheart,â Yunho chimed, nodding his head up at you, watching you with dark eyes as you sat down in the middle of the couch, one leg crossed over the other.Â
Jongho stood next to him, handing him one of the vials. âIs this the stuff sheâs selling?â Yunho mumbled, holding it up in the light, eyeing the chemical blue liquid sloshing around inside. âNight Serum, huh? Whatâs a pretty girl like you doing selling something like this, anyways?âÂ
You shrugged. âI gotta make a living somehow.âÂ
He tapped his finger against the glass, watching as a tiny bubble formed inside. âYou wanna try it?âÂ
âI mean, yeah, but are you sure you want to?â you questioned, tilting your head. âOne of my regulars told me he downed a vial and fucked a lovebot so hard, its system shut down halfway through.âÂ
Yunho smirked at Jongho, before pressing his shoulder into yours. âI mean, youâre the one thatâs acting as our little lovebot for tonight, so are you prepared for that?âÂ
Were you? You werenât too sure of much, to be frank. Just that you wanted to be used and abused by the sleazy pair of fake cops (mechanics?) hovering over you. You simply nodded at him, licking at the corner of your lips.Â
âBottoms up,â Yunho purred into your ear, tilting the glass back and allowing the liquid to drip into his mouth. Before he swallowed it all, he grabbed your chin and forced his mouth onto yours.Â
âMmfffâŚâ you mumbled into his mouth, looking back at him, barely able to handle him shoving his tongue down your throat. The effects were almost instantaneous; your senses and any physical sensations you felt were immediately heightened to the tenth degree. Not only that, but you felt the overwhelming urge to be filthy. You could see why everyone wanted to get their hands on it.Â
This discovery almost distracted you from what was going on in front of you. Yunho had grabbed Jongho by the collar, his other hand clutching the back of the younger manâs head, their lips and tongues eagerly entwining, both occasionally biting at each otherâs lips.Â
Once Yunho sucked on Jonghoâs tongue and swallowed down some of their combined spit, he pulled back slightly, their now swollen lips barely touching, the both of them breathing in the same air, sending pleasant zaps of arousal below the belt. âWhat do you want to do next, Jjong? Tell me.âÂ
Almost breathless, Jongho cleared his throat, a faint blush on his cheeks. âI want to eat her out,â he mumbled, looking past Yunho and making eye contact with you. âI want her to squirt for me, Yun.â
Yunho smirked, running his thumb across the younger manâs glistening bottom lip. âMm, you want our pretty little toy to make a mess, huh?âÂ
Jongho nodded, smiling softly. âA big mess, yeah.âÂ
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With your thighs being held open forcefully by two strong hands, you squirmed around inside Yunhoâs lap, barely able to handle the visual of Jongho ravaging your swollen cunt, his nose grinding repeatedly against your clit, his tongue buried deep inside your hole, and his dilated eyes focused solely on yours.Â
âStay still, kitten,â Yunho purred, gripping the undersides of your thighs and bringing them upwards so that your knees were up by your chest on either side. âLet my pretty boy take care of you.âÂ
Jongho groaned softly at his friendâs sentence, his hand closing tightly around his cock, fisting it with diligence. He plunged his tongue in and out of you, only stopping to purse his lips and let the mix of arousal and spit drip down onto your clit. Eyeing the wetness longingly, he smacked his hand down onto you, sending a bolt of pleasure through your body,before going back down to slurp all the escaping arousal back into his mouth.Â
âDonât swallow, Jjong.â Yunho reached around your shoulder to clutch your jaw, forcing it open, your tongue lolling out of your mouth. âLet her taste.âÂ
Jongho slowly stood up and hovered over the both of you, sending the mixture of fluids into your open mouth, replacing Yunhoâs hand on your jaw to shut it.Â
Just as you were about to swallow it down, Yunho growled, âHold it,â near your ear, smiling slightly at the small, obedient nod you gave him. He grabbed Jongho by the chin and pulled him in for a kiss that mostly consisted of teeth and tongue, tasting you on him. The two men grunted and groaned, their hands automatically reaching for each otherâs cocks, haphazardly stroking them until they were dripping more and more pre-cum by the second.
âMmmn,â you mumbled with your mouth full, your back warm against Yunhoâs heated chest, your pussy throbbing with urgency the longer you watched them pleasure one another.Â
Yunho rubbed his thumb over Jonghoâs slit, making him gasp and pull away due to how sensitive he was, a few strings of saliva still joining their lips. âCute.â He chuckled, almost forgetting you were there until he saw the way you were begging for his attention with your eyes. âAww, poor baby. Hereâs your reward for waiting.â He tilted your face towards his and sent a wad of spit down your throat, making you moan and pulse heavily around Jonghoâs tongue once he had returned to the space he took up between your thighs. âGood, now spit it out onto your cute little cunt like a good whore.âÂ
Biting your lip, you angled your head down and sent the warm liquid down onto yourself in globs, feeling it spread out over your clit and drip down your puffy folds.Â
âGood girl,â Yunho praised, reaching down to rub the rough pad of his thumb back and forth over your clit at a rapid speed. He pressed kisses onto your neck, licking and biting at it, enjoying the myriad of moans and whines you let out the closer you got to your release.Â
It only took one forceful squeeze of your clit and the feeling of being stretched open by Jonghoâs large tongue for you to cum so hard you saw stars. When you came to, Jongho was licking your squirt from his chin, his eyes hooded and hair completely soaked in your release.Â
Yunho cupped your cunt and palmed it just to feel your body begin to shudder against his from the overstimulation, smiling fondly at the sight of Jonghoâs rampant lust. âDid you like being squirted on, baby bear?âÂ
He nodded with enthusiasm, standing up to show Yunho his softened length that was covered in his own release, smiling cheekily. âVery much so.âÂ
âMm, thatâs what I like to see,â Yunho nodded approvingly, his fingers idly slipping into your soaked hole and scissoring his fingers apart. Moaning, you pressed your head back against one of his broad shoulders. He placed his lips onto your cheek near your jaw, humming against your hot skin. âReady to take my cock, sugar?âÂ
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Laying on the couch with your legs spread open, you suddenly stiffened up when you felt Yunhoâs cockhead press against your entrance, his large hands gripping onto your hips. You looked down at his condom-less cock, asking, âAnd what do you think youâre doing?âÂ
âAww, come on, princess,â he purred, grabbing one of your ass cheeks and kneading it around. âYouâll let me hit it raw, wonât you? Donât you want to feel my big cock rubbing against your pretty little cunt?â Sensing Jonghoâs presence near him, Yunho moved out of the way and spread your pussy open, watching as Jongho sent a wad of spit directly onto your slit.
You were practically melting in Yunhoâs grasp from hearing his filthy words said in such a patronizingly sweet tone and feeling Jonghoâs spit drip down your heat, barely able to handle his intense gaze. Yunho tapped your cheek with two fingers. âTell Jjong that you want it. That you want to feel me pump you full of my cum.â He took a second to let out a pleased sigh, his cock throbbing inside his grasp. âTell him that you like that heâs going to watch me use you before he gets a turn.âÂ
âI-i want it,â you murmured with a pout, your eyes solely focused on Jongho. âI w-want to feel Yunhoâs cum inside meâŚandâŚâ You were both so fixated on each other that you didnât even notice when Yunho slapped his cock down onto your lower abdomen, pre cum smearing across your skin.Â
âFinish the sentence, doll,â Jongho requested, his soft, though commanding voice sending a shiver up your spine.Â
Your eyelids lowered, feeling yourself begin to pulse in between your thighs. âYouâre going to watch me while I get used by Yunho before you get a turn with me.â After hearing Jonghoâs small groan and seeing the lust take over his features, you unconsciously spread yourself further open like you were about to take him instead of Yunho, which they both greatly appreciated.Â
Yunho suddenly slapped his length down onto your abdomen, lining it up so that you all could see just how far he would reach inside you. The tip of his cock reached just above your belly button. You whimpered, feeling dizzy at the sight of it, wondering how something so big was going to fit. Yunho, however, was having the time of his life. âOh my god, Iâm going to rearrange your fucking guts,â Yunho groaned huskily, sliding his cock back and forth across your clit, using your combined arousal to stimulate the both of you. Enjoying the sounds of your small, breathless moans, he smacked his cock down onto your clit, making you let out a sudden gasp.Â
âG-go slow, okay?â your voice not coming out as commanding as you wanted it to, your eyebrows furrowed, despite giving the two men a pout. âI donât want to be split in half.âÂ
Yunho couldâve cum right then and there, too delighted with your acknowledgement of your clear size difference.
Noticing his friend zoning out, Jongho wiped some of the drool that was starting to escape Yunhoâs lips. âWhatâs on your mind, Yun?âÂ
Yunho smiled gleefully at Jongho. âIâm going to break her, arenât I?âÂ
Jongho shook his head, returning the same glazed over look that Yunho was giving him. âWeâre going to break her.âÂ
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You couldnât quite remember how you got here â getting pounded into next week by some pervert with grillz and a silver chain hanging in your face, letting him use you to his heartâs content, while his partner simply watched on, steadily fisting his cock with unwavering enthusiasm. You never wouldâve guessed that youâd be getting your brains fucked out in some random criminal's rundown garage that night, instead of just heading back to your apartment downtown.Â
âJjong, sheâs zoning out again,â Yunho spoke up in between grunts, letting go on one of your spread thighs to rake his fingers through his sweaty hair. âWhat should I do?âÂ
Repositioning himself on the couch beside you, Jongho grasped your chin and tilted it upwards. âGive her a little smack.âÂ
Smirking, Yunho backhanded you, just hard enough to bring you back to reality, immediately allowing you to feel the immense pressure of the manâs hips rocking into yours, his cock plugging you up over and over. âFuck, if youâre going to smack me, then at least aim for my pââ
Yunhoâs large hand slammed down onto your cunt, his calloused palm rubbing against your swollen clit, replacing your words with a choked moan and bringing a smile to his sweaty face.Â
âAgain,â you said, your demand coming out as a plea instead, your legs starting to tremble against the slippery couch. âDo it again.âÂ
âWho knew such a feisty little thing would become such a needy slut for us?â he asked his friend, who shrugged his shoulders. Yunho removed his hand from your pulsing cunt, instead lifting your hips up and slamming into you at a deeper angle, making you let out a yell of pleasure. âWould you like to do the honors and help make our new little toy cum all over my cock, Jjong?âÂ
Jongho immediately brought his hand down and slapped it directly onto your clit, not giving you a second to react, before he did it again, both him and Yunho watching with delight as your arousal began to squirt out of you like a small fountain. "Good girl," he sighed, sliding his fingers through the wetness and spreading it over your swollen clit. Â
You looked to Jongho for a moment, your cheeks burning from the way he was gazing down at you with his pulsing cock in his hand, but Yunho's grip on your jaw brought your attention back to the cock that was currently drilling into your spasming cunt. "P-please cum," was all you could verbalize, a line of drool escaping past your lips.
Yunho continued to fuck you through the overstimulation, leaving your inner walls slick and warm with the heavy amounts of pre-cum that were spilling out of his cock. âMm, thatâs right. I bet a slut like you wants to feel every drop of my load when it spills into your womb. Donât you? You want to know the exact moment that you get pregnant for me, huh?âÂ
You let out a long, drawn-out moan, gripping the edge of the couch, chipping off some of the faux leather material from the cushion with your nails. âIâllâŚnnnghâŚkill you if you get me pregnantâŚâÂ
âWhat, you donât like the idea of someone like me pumping you full of my kids?â he asked near your ear, his body pressing heavily against you, smacking his hand into your ass so harshly, he left a lasting handprint.Â
âN-no, dumbass,â you choked out, throwing your head back into the couch cushion once Yunho persistently bucked his hips into you, sloppily and without nuance, like you were just a sex doll he had just purchased from Night Cityâs local rundown sex shop.Â
Yunho scoffed, shaking his head, his raven locks starting to stick to his forehead. âThen why are you throbbing around my cock, pretty girl? Why are you about to cum all over it?â He bit his bottom lip, pulling all the way out and shoving himself back into you, your combined arousal making a filthy squelching sound. âYou want it so bad, youâll let Jongho fill you up too, wonât you?âÂ
âFuck, just fill me up, please, both of you,â you finally admitted, your voice barely coming out, the way Yunho picking up his speed and slamming himself repeatedly into your sopping wet cunt sending you into another state of euphoria.
âI'm gonna fill you up, baby. Oh, fuck, here it comes,â the man grunted in between thrusts, letting out a series of low, gutteral sounds, holding his hand down on the bulge in your lower abdomen, cum shooting out of his cock in long spurts, coating your walls with white. It felt so good, you almost lost it, whimpering and whining. âYeah, you fucking like that, donât you? You like how big I feel inside you? Like I'm gonna split you open, huh?â You simply nodded, unable to think, let alone speak. Chuckling smugly, Yunho pulled out, fisting his cock until a few more dribbles of cum leaked out of him and dripped down your mound.Â
Before you could ever take a breath, you were suddenly being lifted up by Yunho and being set down onto Jonghoâs lap. âReady, doll?â the younger man asked, running his calloused hands up along your curves, squeezing at the softest parts of your body, his fingers settling on your tits and tweaking them.
âYes, sir,â you moaned softly, your words flipping a switch inside Jonghoâs mind.Â
Jongho picked your hips up and lowered you down onto his thick length, slowly pushing the entirety of it inside, his hips already moving like it was second nature to him, efficiently fucking Yunhoâs cum back into you, some of the milkiness dribbling down to the younger manâs heavy balls. âFeels good?âÂ
âReally good.â You panted, wrapping your arms around his neck, holding onto him. âSo good. More, please.âÂ
When Yunho nudged his neck and jawline with his lips, whispering something into his pierced ear, his tongue eventually sliding across his heated skin, Jongho leaned his head back, inviting it. He kept one hand on your hip, the other moving to stroke his friendâs cock. âIf you want more, youâll have to work for it,â Jongho stated, smiling lazily at you, his hand moving down to squeeze your ass. âRide me, baby. Make it bounce.âÂ
Feeling desperate, you obliged him, gripping his broad shoulders tightly, his muscles tightening underneath your grip, lifting yourself up, only to drop yourself down onto him, his groans of approval urging you to go as fast as you could. âIâm riding you, sir, just how you want, so please give me your cum. I need it.âÂ
Yunho sucked and licked at Jonghoâs neck as he nodded weakly, finding his softer moans to be a lot cuter than the deeper, more masculine sounds he tried to make. âSheâs our little cumslut now, baby bear. Fill her up with your honey, okay?â Jonghoâs hand tightened around the older manâs length, squeezing out more clear liquid and using it as lube, drawing muffled groans from Yunho.Â
Determined to take the strangersâ loads one after another, you bounced on Jonghoâs cock with fierce determination, his cum-covered length stretching you open over and over, effectively setting your insides ablaze. âPlease,â was all you could whimper out, wiping some sweat from your forehead, looking between Jongho and Yunho, hoping to bring attention to your desperate situation.Â
Yunho pressed his lips onto Jonghoâs earlobe, mouthing something into it, both of their hands eventually traveling to your pulsing clit, taking turns thumbing it eagerly and rolling it around. âCum for us, sugar.â
Drawing short, airy moans out of Yunho with his skilled hand movements, Jongho smiled softly at him, then looked at you, his fingers roughly squeezing your clit, as he studied your pleasure-struck face, chiming in, âMake a mess.âÂ
Letting out a ragged cry and blacking out for a moment, you came undone, the sensation of warm creaminess spurting into you bringing you back to reality, your head spinning from the feeling, as well as the sight of Yunho shuddering and covering his chest in his own mess. âFuckâŚ.â you exhaled, leaning forward into Jonghoâs arms, who wrapped them securely around you, all your strength suddenly leaving your tired body. The drug was starting to wear off, and you were left accepting the decisions you made, some of it dripping out of your cum-filled cunt.Â
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âThe comedown from Night Serum is really rough, you know,â you sighed, sliding your fingers through your damp hair and leaning your head back into the couch cushion, puffing on the cigarette that sat between your lips. âHot flashes, the shakes, cottonmouth, fever, the list goes on.âÂ
âI guess we gotta keep busy, huh? Maybe Iâll just fuck the fever out of you since you love to take cock so much,â Yunho replied smugly with a short, brusque laugh, buckling his belt and nudging Jongho with his elbow as if he was asking him to laugh along with him. Jongho gave him a small exhale of air, barely a chuckle. A pity laugh, if you will.Â
âUh-huh, right.â You tilted your head to the side, batting your eyelashes up at Yunho. âYouâre lucky I didnât give you head. I wouldâve given your cock a little chomp if I had the chance.âÂ
Yunho flashed you a wide grin, his silver grillz reflecting in the light. âWell, thereâs always next time.âÂ
Not that you didnât know before, but Yunho had to be a psycho. You werenât quite sure about Jongho yet, but there was always time for him to surprise you. Were you actually considering sticking around these two after everything they did? Arresting you, manhandling you, fucking you within an inch of your life â were you really capable of handling that for god knows how long?Â
You sat up, flicking the cigarette stump away onto the dirty ground and smiling over at Jongho, who quietly observed you with the same pleased expression he had the entirety of the night, before gazing up at Yunho, your eyes full of determination, fire, and maybe a glimpse of insanity. âIâm looking forward to it, Yunnie.â He took a small step back, caught a bit off guard, letting out a nervous chuckle. You suddenly stood up and bit down onto your bottom set of teeth, making Yunho stumble back into the cop car and slide down the smooth metal until he landed on his ass, resulting in a hearty laugh from Jongho.Â
Yunho appeared to be shocked, until his pretty lips twisted into a mischievous smile, his eyes upturned with satisfaction. âThe others are gonna like you.âÂ
âO-others?â you squeaked, feeling Jongho settle a strong hand down on your shoulder and pat it, as if he was already apologizing for what was about to come.Â
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#all screaming aside this story is so so good bestie :(#youre just so talented idk how youre able to do this every time#and you give us all so much i hope you know that :(#we all appreciate everything you make and all your hard work esp w everything going on were so thankful to you <333333#and im sorry this was so long i told u i saved a lot of sticky notes........ so i tried to keep my comments from being too long ^^#good work bestie :) đЎđđ¤#my alyssa!!!đđđ
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#like post for a closed starter#(specifically for Alyssa đ)#oc: alyssa the sea serpent#mutuals only
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The word is: forget
ooooh, this snippet comes from right where you left me part 2!!! eeeeek!!
His excuses were weak, at best, and the more his words rang around your head, the more frustrated you got. You didn't understand how he could mean the things he said, when he basically forgot you existed? You closed your eyes and covered your face with your hands, begging the universe to let you forget the past three months had ever happened. But the universe didn't reply, it didn't send a sign, and deep down, you knew you deserved more than this. No matter how strong your feelings for Adrian were. You took a deep breath, climbed out of bed and wrapped your robe around your body, before ripping off the metaphorical band aid.
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Hii can I request Aegon ii x Reader ( Rhaenyra daughter) in which they have a good relationship, even with all the family feud they find comfort in one another âŚ. They had an agreement that every time one felt overwhelmed they would sneak into an old secluded library in the Red Keep (no one knew that place existed) and lay by the fireplace simply talking and comforting each others in a makeshift bed âŚ. and on the night Aemond lost his eye they were together and shared their first kiss but in that very moment Ser Criston Cole walked in searching for them and dragged them to the driftwood throne room while Aegon begged Criston Cole not to tell his mother because he didnât want to lose the only person who actually saw him for who he was (cuz he thought that was the reason for them being dragged so harshly) âŚ.. but after that rumours spread that they where been intimate âŚ. they tried to send letters to each other during those years apart after the incident but they were never answered âŚ. and on the day of Lukeâs petition they tried to talk to each other but every time they were near someone always interrupted but they eventually find each other in front of the fireplace in that old library reaching for each other letting only their bodies talk (Aegon is not married he refuses to marry and Alicent is going insane)
Iâve read all your stories they are just so good and so well written truly amazing they make my day â¤ď¸â¤ď¸ and sorry for any mistakes english isnât my first language đŤ°
The Kiss
- Summary: After years of being forbidden to each other, you and Aegon finally find the moment to be together. Â
- Pairing: niece!reader/Aegon II Targaryen
- Rating: Explicit 18+
- Tag(s): @sachaa-ff @alyssa-dayne @oxymakestheworldgoround
- A/N: đ
The air was heavy on Driftmark, the scent of salt and sea thick in your lungs. The somber weight of Laenaâs funeral clung to the air, casting a long shadow over the island. The soft rush of the waves was the only sound, save for your own breathing and the gentle hum of Aegonâs presence beside you. You sat together on the rocky shore, far from the others. The dim moonlight bathed the coastline in a silver glow, turning the ocean into a shimmering, endless expanse.
Aegonâs hand rested lightly against yours, his thumb brushing against your knuckles with a gentleness that contradicted the image most had of him. Here, away from the politics and pressures of the court, you saw him for what he truly wasâvulnerable, weighed down by the expectations of his mother and the crown he didn't want.
âI hate it here,â Aegon murmured, breaking the silence. His voice was soft, almost lost beneath the sound of the tide. âAll the eyes⌠watching, judging. Waiting for me to fail.â
You turned to look at him, your heart aching at the sadness in his voice. âYouâre not failing. Youâre surviving.â
Aegonâs lips twisted into a bitter smile, his eyes still fixed on the dark horizon. âSurviving⌠barely. And what am I even surviving for? A crown I never asked for? A throne I donât even want?â He sighed, his frustration palpable. âMother says I should be married by now. To strengthen our claim, to make alliances, butââ His voice cracked slightly, and his gaze shifted to meet yours. âI canât. I wonât.â
His confession hung in the air between you, laden with meaning. You both knew why. A silent understanding had always existed between the two of youâone that transcended the conflict tearing your families apart. Despite the bitterness between your mother and his, you had always found solace in each other. An unspoken agreement that thisâwhatever this wasâwould stay between you. No crowns, no alliances, no duty. Just the two of you.
âWhy donât you leave?â you asked quietly. It was a question youâd never dared to ask before, but here, with the moonlight and the solitude, it felt right. âWhy stay and fight for something you donât want?â
Aegon hesitated, his eyes flickering down to your hands intertwined in the sand. âBecause of you,â he whispered. âIf I left, Iâd lose you too.â He finally met your gaze, and in the moonlight, you could see the vulnerability in his eyes, the raw honesty that he rarely let anyone see. âYouâre the only one who actually sees me.â
Your breath caught in your throat. The weight of his words pressed down on you, and before you could think, you leaned closer, your heart racing in your chest. Aegonâs eyes widened slightly, but he didnât pull away. Instead, he tilted his head, his breath mingling with yours as the space between you shrank.
And then, just as the tips of your noses brushed together, you kissed. It was soft, tentative at first, as if both of you were testing the waters. But then, Aegonâs hand cupped the side of your face, and the kiss deepened, slow and warm, filled with the unspoken words youâd both been holding back for so long. The world around you seemed to vanish, leaving only the two of you, the waves crashing softly in the distance.
But the moment shattered abruptly.
âPrince Aegon!â A sharp voice cut through the quiet, and you both pulled apart, breathless, your hearts pounding in unison. Ser Criston Cole stood a few feet away, his expression stern, his eyes narrowing as they flicked between the two of you. âThe Queen demands your presence.â
Aegonâs face drained of color, his hand still resting on your cheek, as if he could shield you from what was about to come. âSer Criston,â he began, his voice tight with panic, âplease, donât tell her. Donât tell my mother.â
Ser Criston didnât reply, but his grip tightened on Aegonâs arm as he hauled him to his feet. He reached for you next, and though you tried to resist, his hold was firm as he dragged both of you toward the Driftwood Throne room. Aegon stumbled alongside you, his breath ragged. âShe canât know. Pleaseââ His voice was nearly a plea now, desperate.
âYou donât understand, do you?â Ser Cristonâs voice was low, harsh. âThis isnât about you two. This is about something far worse.â
Your mind spun with confusion, heart still racing from the kiss, and now from the fear of what awaited you inside the throne room. When Ser Criston shoved the doors open, the scene inside made your blood run cold.
Aemond stood at the center of the room, blood streaming from the place where his left eye had once been. He was trembling, furious, with his hand pressed to the wound. Your brothers, Jace and Luke, stood opposite him, bloodied and bruised, while Baela and Rhaena glared from the side, their faces streaked with tears. Queen Alicent was pacing, enraged, her eyes blazing with fury. Your mother stood beside her, her expression dark and thunderous.
âWhat in the name of the gods happened?â Aegon whispered, his earlier fear forgotten in the wake of the scene before him.
Alicent whirled around at the sound of his voice, her eyes narrowing at the sight of himâand you. âWhere were you?â she demanded, her voice sharp as a blade. âWhile your brother was mutilated?â
You could see the hurt flash across Aegonâs face, but he said nothing, his gaze flicking to Aemond, who met his eyes with a steady, defiant stare despite the pain.
âTell me,â Alicent growled, advancing on Jace and Luke, âwho did this? Who is responsible?â
It was then that Aegonâs hand found yours again, a silent anchor in the storm that raged around you. Whatever had happened, whatever horror had transpired, you knew in that moment that you would face it together.
But you both also knewâthis was just the beginning.
The air in the Red Keep had always felt oppressive to Aegon, but now it was stifling. Ever since that night on Driftmarkâthe night Aemond lost his eyeârumors had spread like wildfire. No matter how hard he tried to avoid them, the whispers were everywhere: Aegon and his niece had been seen together, alone by the shore, and far too close for mere comfort. The gossip only grew worse, fueled by the tension between their two families. It seemed like every shadowy corner of the Keep hummed with talk of betrayal, of impropriety, of scandal.
Now, standing in the dimly lit confines of his chambers, Aegon felt the weight of those rumors press down on him like a suffocating blanket. He stared out the window, the evening sky over Kingâs Landing streaked with deep purples and reds. His mind wandered to herâto the last glimpse he had of you on Driftmark, before the chaos had erupted, before everything fell apart. The memory of your kiss lingered on his lips, bittersweet and aching, a reminder of what he could never have.
The door behind him opened with a sharp click, and he knew, without turning around, who it was.
âAegon.â
His motherâs voice, cold and edged with fury, echoed through the room. He didnât respond immediately, his grip tightening on the windowsill. He had been waiting for thisâthis confrontation, this inevitable reckoning. He had avoided her for as long as he could, but it was only a matter of time before Alicent cornered him.
âAegon, turn around and face me.â
With a resigned sigh, he did as she commanded, leaning back against the windowsill, his arms crossed. His mother stood in the center of the room, her posture rigid, her expression a storm of emotionsâanger, disappointment, fear. Behind her, Ser Criston Cole hovered near the door, his eyes sharp, ready to intervene if necessary.
âI have heard the whispers,â Alicent said, her voice low and controlled, though her hands trembled slightly as they clasped in front of her. âThe rumors. About you andâŚâ Her voice faltered for a moment, as though saying your name aloud would give the scandal even more weight. ââŚher.â
Aegonâs chest tightened, but he said nothing. He knew his mother well enough to understand that she wasnât looking for a confessionâshe was looking for a denial, for him to tell her that the rumors were nothing more than slanderous lies. But he couldnât bring himself to give her that satisfaction.
âAegon,â Alicent stepped closer, her voice taking on a pleading edge, âtell me the truth. Did anything happen between you and Rhaenyraâs daughter? Did you⌠were you intimate with her?â
Aegonâs jaw clenched. His motherâs eyes bore into him, searching for any sign of the answer she wanted, but he remained silent, his gaze flicking to the floor. He didnât want to lie to her. But he couldnât admit the truth, eitherânot when admitting it meant acknowledging feelings he didnât fully understand himself.
âAnswer me!â Alicentâs voice rose, frustration lacing her words. She reached for him, gripping his arm with surprising force. âDo you know what theyâre saying about you? About our family? This could ruin everything. Your claimâour position at courtâit all hangs by a thread, and youââ She took a deep breath, steadying herself. âYou cannot be reckless. Not now. Not when we are so close.â
Aegonâs gaze finally met hers, his eyes dark, stormy with emotion. âWhat difference does it make?â he said, his voice hollow. âWhether I deny it or admit it, theyâve already made up their minds. Theyâll believe what they want to believe.â
Alicentâs grip on his arm tightened. âIt makes all the difference in the world, Aegon. If you deny it, if you make them believe itâs all lies, we can salvage this. But if youââ
âI wonât deny it.â His words were quiet but firm, cutting her off mid-sentence.
Alicent recoiled as if struck, her eyes widening in shock. âWhat?â
âI wonât deny it,â Aegon repeated, his voice growing stronger. âAnd I wonât admit it, either. What happenedâwhat didnât happenâit doesnât matter.â He pulled his arm free from her grasp, stepping away from her. âThey can think what they want. They always do.â
The room fell into a heavy silence, and Aegon could see the war raging in his motherâs eyesâpart of her wanted to scream, to lash out, but the other part, the part that had spent years playing the intricate game of court politics, knew that she couldnât afford to lose control. She needed him to bend, to obey, but Aegon had long since grown tired of bending to the wills of others.
Alicent turned her back on him, her hands trembling as she composed herself. âYou are playing a dangerous game, Aegon,â she said, her voice quieter now, but no less filled with warning. âYou could lose everything.â
âI never wanted it to begin with,â he muttered under his breath, but he wasnât sure if she heard him.
After a long pause, she spoke again. âDo you understand what this means? If the rumors continue, if people thinkââ She stopped herself, turning to face him once more, her expression hard. âWe cannot afford a scandal like this. Rhaenyra will use it against us, against you. She already hates youâthis will only give her more power.â
Aegonâs eyes darkened at the mention of his sister. âRhaenyra doesnât care about me,â he said bitterly. âNone of them do. And if she knewââ His voice faltered, his heart aching at the thought of you. âIf she knew how I feel, she would never let me see her again.â
Alicentâs expression softened for just a moment, but it was fleeting, replaced quickly by the mask of duty she had worn for so long. âYou cannot let your feelings cloud your judgment, Aegon,â she said softly. âNot now. You have a duty to your family.â
He laughed, though there was no humor in it. âDuty. Thatâs all any of this is, isnât it? Duty. And what about me, Mother? What about what I want? Or does that not matter?â
âOf course it matters,â Alicent said, but her voice lacked conviction. âBut you are a prince. You cannot live like the rest of us. Your desires must come second to the needs of the realm.â
Aegon shook his head, turning away from her. âIâm tired of it. Iâm tired of being the perfect son, the perfect prince, doing everything for everyone else while I get nothing in return.â
Alicent took a step toward him, her voice softening. âYou are not alone in this, Aegon.â
But Aegon didnât feel comforted by her words. He hadnât felt anything close to comfort since the night on Driftmarkâsince he last saw you. He had tried to write, sending letter after letter to Dragonstone, each one filled with words he didnât know how to say aloud. But you never wrote back. The silence was deafening, and he had no idea if you had ever even received them. If you still thought of him at all.
He was alone. Even in a castle filled with people, even with the weight of a crown hanging over him, he felt more alone than ever.
âLeave me,â he said quietly, turning back to the window.
âAegonââ Alicentâs voice faltered, and she hesitated for a moment, before finally nodding. âAs you wish.â
She turned and left the room without another word, the door closing behind her with a soft click.
And Aegon was alone once more. Alone with his thoughts, with the aching emptiness where your letters should have been, with the memory of your kiss still burning on his lips.
The sky over King's Landing was a muted gray as the sea breeze carried the scent of saltwater and the sharp tang of rain. You could see the Red Keep looming in the distance, its walls and towers rising like the teeth of a great beast, waiting to swallow you whole. As the ship glided into the harbor, you could feel the tension in the air, an invisible thread pulling tighter and tighter the closer you came to the capital.
It had been years since you had set foot in the Red Keep. Years since that night on Driftmark, when everything had changed, when the world had been thrown into chaos, and the distance between you and Aegon had grown wider and more unbearable with each passing day.
The letters he had sent had gone unanswered, not because you didn't want to respond, but because your mother had kept them from you. It wasnât until much later that youâd discovered their existenceâtucked away, unopened, hidden from you as a way to sever whatever connection remained between you and your uncle. Your heart ached with the weight of those lost words, of the time you could never reclaim.
Now, you were here again, standing in the belly of the very place that had always tried to pull you apart.
As your family made their way through the gates of the Red Keep, the familiar sight of the stone walls and winding halls brought a rush of memories. Every corner seemed to hold a fragment of the past, of whispered conversations, stolen glances, and unspoken promises. You wondered if Aegon had felt it tooâthe pull, the inevitability of what lay between you, even after all these years.
The formalities were stifling. As your family greeted the court and took their places, you could feel eyes on youâon all of you. Whispers buzzed through the crowd like flies, circling around the petition for Driftmark and the question of who would sit upon the Driftwood Throne. But your mind was elsewhere. It was on him.
You caught a glimpse of Aegon across the room, standing beside his mother and Aemond. His gaze found yours, and for a fleeting moment, the years between you seemed to vanish. His eyes softened, just as they had the night on the shore of Driftmark, filled with that same longing, that same vulnerability. He shifted as though to move toward you, but then the crowd surged, and Otto Hightower stepped between you, pulling him into conversation before you could even take a step.
It continued like this for hoursâevery time you tried to get closer to him, someone would intervene, pulling either of you away for some matter of court, some interruption that seemed designed by fate itself to keep you apart. You exchanged glances across the room, but nothing more.
By the time the evening feast began, the tension between you was unbearable. You could feel it, buzzing in the air like electricity, pulling you toward him even though the distance between you seemed insurmountable. The noise of the hallâthe clatter of plates and the murmur of voicesâfaded into the background, and all you could think of was finding him.
And then, by some miracle, you slipped away unnoticed.
The old library had been your secret place, hidden deep within the Keep, forgotten by everyone else. The path to it was worn into your memory, and your feet carried you there almost of their own accord, guided by instinct and a desperate need to see him, to speak with him, to touch him.
When you reached the door, you hesitated for only a moment, your heart pounding in your chest. And then you pushed it open.
The room was just as you remembered itâdusty, forgotten, the fire already burning low in the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the shelves of ancient books. And there, standing in front of the fireplace, waiting for you, was Aegon.
The moment he saw you, his expression softened, and a wave of relief washed over his features. Without a word, you crossed the room to him, your body moving as though drawn by a force beyond your control. When you stopped in front of him, there were no formalities, no pleasantries, no words. There was only the silence of two souls who had been apart for too long.
Aegon reached out first, his fingers brushing against your cheek, and that was all it took. In the next heartbeat, your arms were around each other, your bodies pressed together as if trying to make up for all the time that had been lost. His lips found yours, urgent and desperate, and you kissed him back with equal fervor, pouring all the unspoken words, all the unanswered letters, all the longing into that one moment.
His hands roamed your back, pulling you closer, as if he were afraid you might slip away again. Your fingers tangled in his hair, the firelight casting an orange glow over the two of you, your breaths mingling in the heated air. There was no hesitation now, no awkwardness, only needâpure and raw.
Aegonâs lips left yours, trailing down your neck, soft and searing, and you let out a quiet gasp as your fingers fumbled with the clasps of his tunic, your body trembling under the weight of his touch. He made quick work of your own garments, his hands rough but gentle, his breath coming in shallow pants as he undressed you with the same urgency that burned in your veins.
Before you knew it, you were on the floor, the soft furs beneath you a makeshift bed, just as it had been all those years ago. The warmth of the fire was nothing compared to the heat between your bodies as Aegon hovered above you, his eyes searching yours, filled with a tenderness you hadnât seen in anyone else.
âTell me,â he whispered, his voice hoarse. âTell me you still want this.â
Your answer came not in words, but in the way you pulled him down to you, in the way your hands grasped his shoulders, the way your lips sought his with the same hunger that had lived inside you for so long.
And then, finally, there was no more distance between you. His body moved with yours, slow at first, testing, finding a rhythm that spoke of years of waiting, of needing. His lips were everywhereâon your neck, your shoulders, your chestâand each touch sent a shiver through you, a reminder that this was real, that after all this time, you were together.
It was a dance, your bodies entwined, moving as one, the rest of the world fading away until there was nothing left but the two of you, the crackling fire, and the sound of your breath mingling in the stillness of the old library. You clung to him, every kiss, every touch, a promise that neither of you would ever let go again.
And when the world finally stopped spinning, when the storm of passion subsided, you lay together by the fire, your bodies still pressed close, your hands still entwined. Aegon rested his forehead against yours, his breath warm against your skin, and in that quiet moment, you knew that whatever happened next, whatever chaos or politics awaited you in the daylight, you had this. You had him.
No one could take that away from you. Not anymore.
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