#HIS LITTLE DRUNK OFF HIS ASS SMILE 🥹🥹🥹

[redroyalblues]

new year’s eve alex may just be the cutest person every caught on film i’m so serious i love him so much

[bbyleiah]

daze.

| reader is new in town and goes around with her bestfriend. She meets Onyankopon who is entranced by her at first sight and is set on making her his. |

cw : strangers to lovers. dom! Ony, fem! sub shy awkward reader, reader is black, doggy style, anal play (ony eats her ass), oral sex (f receiving), spit, fluids, dirty talk, teasing, pet names (mamas, princess, lil ‘ma, etc.), praise, biting, pussy slapping, begging, unprotected sex, creampie, cock drunk reader, slight pussy drunk ony, overstimulation, crying, pwp.

word count : hella long bc there’s lots of plot 🥹

sn : wrote this for fun, hopefully y’all will enjoy it 💞

You had been away for college for a long while but now that you graduated with your masters degree and had a break, you came to visit your best friend. You were hesitant about being in a new environment again but you were excited to see your bestfriend because it had been so long since the two of you spent time together.

The two of you were polar opposites, her being loud and charismatic, feisty and unafraid to show off her rambunctious personality. You on the other hand were shy, mostly quiet and meek, only getting out of your shell when you were comfortable with people. You guys suited each other perfectly though, the true definition of opposites attracting.

You squinted your eyes, your car now in a slow stroll along the street as you searched for your friend’s address. You perked up once you found it, pulling into her driveway and parking. Excitement built up inside you as you hopped out the car and approached her front door. You knocked a little too eagerly but you couldn’t help yourself. Nao was excited as well, rushing to open the door and hug you.

You both squealed as you hugged dramatically and spun a bit. “Bitch I missed your ass so much! Oh my god I have so much tea for you!” Nao exclaimed excitedly. You giggled, “I missed you so much too. You always have something going on. I can’t wait to hear all about it though.” You smiled at her. “ugh, my baby is back with me.” Nao sighed dramatically before she kissed your cheeks. You loved the affection, Nao always giving motherly vibes.

Nao helped you get your bags from your car and she didn’t waste any time to start ranting to you as you two began to unpack your things in her guest room. “—He really tried to play in my face like I’m one of his lil hoes. Can’t stand these niggas out here. He keep tryna blow up my phone but I’m ignoring his ass.” Nao expressed while shaking her head. You just took in the info, laughing a little. “Which one was this? Eren?” You asked, trying to keep up.

“Nah, Eren my baby boy. I’m talking about Connie hoe ass. Connie mad now because him and Eren homeboys. I don’t give a fuck though.” Nao said honestly with a cackle. “Oh my god, that’s so messy. I support though. As you should!” You encouraged with a laugh. “What about you though sis? Any dude try to pull up on you at college?” Nao asked.

“Nope. Well I guess some tried but they were all weirdos, I wasn’t interested. Plus you know I need someone who will take care of me.” You said honestly with a hum. “Girl, you need to put yourself out there more. You’re a bad bitch, I’m sure guys will drool over you. You’re just too picky.” She said while shaking her head in disapproval. “I could put you on.” She suggested as she perked up.

“No, no. I refuse to be put on with one of those guys you hang around. You know that’s not my vibe.” You refused immediately. “Ugh, come on! Just give it a chance!. We could literally pull up at Connie’s crib, everyone be over there.” She persuaded with a pout as she pulled on your arm. “Eh, the guys you hang with wouldn’t even be interested in me.” You sighed.

“You don’t know that!. Just come with me, please? Pretty please? Cherry on top? Love and adore you forever?” She begged as she laid her head on your shoulder. You rolled your eyes, laughing “alright, I’ll come. But! I’m not getting put on with no one.” You clarified. “Yay! So exciting!” She cheered in victory. “Isn’t it gonna be awkward for you to be at Connie’s house though?” You asked once you realized.

“Eh, he don’t mind. He too obsessed with me to leave me alone.” She confidently said with a shrug, you laughed. “Y’all are a mess. That’s exactly why I will not partake in that kind of relationship.” You stated. “You will when you find some good dick.” She blurted causing you to gasp and hit her with a pillow, she burst out laughing at your reaction. It was nice spending time with Nao again, the two of you spent the rest of the night catching up and enjoying each other’s company.

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You were dreading this gathering now, you hated meeting people. You had Nao by your side though so you figured it wouldn’t be so bad. Nao looked sexy as fuck, dressed in a red corset top, a black jean skirt, and some ‘university red’ dunks with her crinkle curl black lace front, gold jewelry to compliment the outfit.

You differed in style, dressed in a lacy white tank top with a white cardigan, you wore a pink skirt with white leg warmers and pink converse, your hair was in a half up half down look and you had on hoop earrings with a little charm bracelet. “You look so adorbs!” Nao gushed over you. You blushed, “thanks, you look so good. They’re gonna drool over you forreal.” You complimented with a giggle.

“That’s the goal.” She sassily said as she flipped her hair. The two of you walked up to what was apparently Connie’s house and Nao didn’t even bother to knock, just walking on in like she owned the place. Luckily for you it wasn’t overly crowded, just a couple people hanging around. It appeared this house was a true hang out spot. “Yoo, losers. The baddest bitch has arrived.” Nao greeted theatrically.

Everyone greeted her too, she was clearly comfy with everyone here, you just followed behind her like a clueless puppy only uttering ‘hi’s’ and ‘nice to meet you’s’ whenever Nao introduced you to people. Unbeknownst to you, someone had taken a particular interest in you. “Yo, who’s lil mama?” Ony asked Jean as they stood together sharing a blunt. “Uh don’t know but she came with Nao. They’re homegirls” Jean shrugged.

“Mm.” Ony hummed in response to the information, still observing you with his low slightly red eyes. “What? You tryna hit that?” Jean asked with a laugh. “Nah, just curious.” Ony dismissed. It was rare to see a cute thing like you around so it intrigued Ony, he didn’t typically go for girls like you but he wouldn’t mind taking his chances. You caught his stare when you began to mindlessly look around, it caught you off guard seeing the male staring at you so intensely.

It also confused you a bit, you didn’t understand why he was looking at you. You unconsciously pouted a bit and tilted your head as you tried to think of what the reason could be. Ony felt his heart swoon a little at the adorable sight, you were just too cute. “Lying ass. You definitely wanna tap that.” Jean laughed as he peeped the scene. “Shut your ass up.” Ony snapped.

“Is there something on my face?” You asked Nao. She looked at you confused, “No, why do you think that?” She asked as she thoroughly inspected your face. “Because some guy was staring at me so I wanted to make sure. That would’ve been embarrassing.” You said in slight relief. “Which guy?!” She perked up, eager to find out. You subtly pointed to him, standing against the wall with some other guy.

He was dressed in black cargo pants and a white tee, a black durag on his head with some white forces on his feet. He had little diamond stud earrings in his ears and a silver chain around his neck. He had a tattoo on one of his hands and one on his collarbone. “Oo! That’s Ony! Girl that is crazy! Ony doesn’t get interested in many girls. You should go speak!” Nao excitedly encouraged.

You sheepishly shook your head, “Noo, you know I hate approaching people.” You said as you played with your sweater paws. “I know but you need to put yourself out there!. You want me to call him over?” She offered. Your eyes went wide, frantically shaking your head, not liking that idea at all. Nao sighed, “Well I’m not gonna put you in an uncomfortable position but I really think you should feel him out.” She hummed. You chewed on your lip, debating it as you glanced at him.

He was definitely attractive but he seemed way out of your league. You wouldn’t even know how to handle a guy like him. This time he was the one who caught you staring, blowing smoke from his mouth after taking a hit from a blunt. You immediately looked away, flustered that he caught you looking at him. Ony smirked at your shy reaction, “she’s too damn cute.” He mumbled to himself. “Bro just go over and talk to her at this point instead of drooling, damn.” Jean said, annoyed.

Ony rolled his eyes, elbowing Jean in the side before he actually did take the initiative and walked up to you. You didn’t even notice him approaching, turned towards Nao and focused on what she was currently chatting about. Ony cleared his throat once he stood behind you, instantly gaining your attention as you whipped around to see who it was. “What’s up little ‘ma.” Ony greeted once he had your attention. You stared at up him like a deer in headlights, “Uhm..hi~” you replied shyly.

Nao’s eyes flickered between the two of you knowingly with a mischievous grin on her face. She didn’t waste any time slipping away so that you and ony could talk privately. “You new around here?” Ony asked you, starting small talk as he took a sip from his red solo cup. “Yeah, I just got here the other day” You said as you began to nervously play with your hair, you knew you were probably being awkward but you sucked at conversation. Ony didn’t mind your shy awkward demeanor though, finding it adorable.

“Oh my bad, I’m onyankopon by the way but you can call me ony.” He introduced himself with a smile, allowing you to see the silver grill on the bottom row of his teeth. He was definitely not the type of guy to go for a girl like you. “Nice to meet you~” You said your usual textbook reply, smiling back at him politely. Ony fixated on your pretty smile, your little dimples appearing on your cheeks along with your glossy lips. In that moment he felt like he’d do whatever to keep that smile on your face.

“You close with Nao?” He questioned. You nodded, “Mhm, she’s my bestfriend, we’ve been close for a long time and I love her a lot.” You expressed happily as you grinned. “That’s cute.” Ony smiled, enjoying seeing you happily ramble. Ony’s stare was so intense and intimidating as he ate up every detail of your figure with his eyes, it made your heart pound furiously in your chest. That ba-boom ba-boom ba-boom nonstop in your system.

“My homie Jean convinced me to approach you since I kept staring at you, hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.” Ony chuckled as he rubbed at his chin. “Oh!, I wasn’t uncomfortable, just mostly confused..I didn’t understand why you were staring at me.” You admitted honestly with a soft laugh as you shyly fiddled with your charm bracelet.

Ony’s eyes tracked the movement, fully attentive to your every action. “Because you’re beautiful. Cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Can’t keep my eyes off you mama.” Ony’s low sultry voice spoke honestly as he stared into your now wide eyes. “I-I uhm..” You stuttered out, speechless and beyond flustered now. You even let out a faint whine in embarrassment as you shifted from foot to foot.

You weren’t used to such shameless and honest flattery so you didn’t know how to process it and respond. Ony was torn because a part of him loved watching you squirm and crumble because of his words, and the other part of him wanted to ease your turmoil and comfort you. “You can relax mama, it’s alright. I just wanted to clear up your confusion.” His comforting side won, his voice soft and soothing.

“Sorry, I’m not used to accepting compliments, especially from a guy like you..thank you though.” You managed out after awhile, breathing out to calm yourself. “A guy like me? What’s that mean mama?” Ony prodded with a teasing grin. You swore you’d fold and burst at the seams if he called you ‘mama’ one more time. The way it rolled off his tongue just sounded so nice.

“I-I mean..uh..” You stammered out as you smiled shyly. “You know, you’re attractive and intimidating..and you go for girls like Nao” You explained, completely embarrassed. Ony was highly amused as he listened to you try to elaborate, a grin on his face. “Cute. You think I’m attractive sweet girl?” Ony asked, continuing to tease. “Also I don’t go for girls like Nao. I want you.” Ony said honestly.

You felt your heart skip a beat hearing that, getting a little giddy as you bit down on your bottom lip to hold back your huge smile. Ony eyed the action of you biting your lip, his mind drifting to a not so innocent place. “Let me take you out on a date.” He suddenly said. You looked at him in slight shock, his straightforwardness catching you off guard.

You contemplated your answer because you were unsure. You did think Ony was very attractive and you liked talking to him but you were afraid of this not going well. You decided to take Nao’s advice though and take your chances. “okay, I’d love to~” You smiled. Ony felt like he won the lottery. The two of you then exchanged numbers before Ony got pulled away by his friends.

“I’ll text you later mamas.” Ony told you before y’all parted ways. You were giddy to tell Nao all the details about your interaction with Ony. He stayed true to his word too, texting you sooner than you expected. You texted him on your way back home with Nao. “This is soo exciting! Do you know where he’s taking you yet?” Nao questioned excitedly as she drove.

“A restaurant, I think it’s fancy.” You informed her. “Oo can I dress you up? Pretty please, I wanna make you all sexy. Make him lose his shit.” Nao laughed. “Of course that’s what you wanna do.” You laughed too while shaking your head. “You can dress me up though, I want the sexy bad bitch vibes.” You agreed, thinking it’d be nice to switch it up for this occasion.

“Yessuh!, You’re gonna get dicked down real good.” Nao cackled evilly. You gasped, “You’re nasty! Horny ass.” You laughed in disbelief. “Girl you know damn well you’re not miss innocent, with your kinky ass.” Nao called you out as the two of you laughed together. “Hush, I still have class~” You huffed with a grin.

Throughout the night you and Ony texted nonstop, him constantly flattering you and giving you butterflies with his sweet words. Despite you being really shy in person you were more bold through text, saying things you’d never say directly to his face but it was fun to play around. Little did you know though, Ony was gonna make you stand on your words.

onyanbear 😫🧸: why you keep playing with me ma? you think I won’t put you in your place?

you : bc it’s funnn, you’re not gonna do anything. You’re scaryyy, all talk, no action

onyanbear 😫🧸 : ight, keep talking that big girl shit. We’ll see.

You were giggling and kicking your feet reading his responses, you knew you were probably digging yourself a hole but it was too fun to tease and provoke him. You honestly didn’t think he’d actually act on his words. You’d learn soon enough though that he was not playing.

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You were honestly a nervous wreck as you prepared for your date with Ony. You hadn’t been on a date in awhile and you’d say you had a crush on Ony at this point so it was exciting and nerve-racking all at the same time. Nao provided you with a little silk black dress that shaped your curves in all the right ways and showed off your figure. You paired the dress with black heels that wrapped up your ankles.

You curled your hair, doing a natural makeup beat and putting on red lipstick. This was definitely different from your usual cutesy style but you looked good. You put on jewelry, just some stud earrings and a bracelet, along with an anklet. “You look good as fuck! I’m so proud.” Nao exclaimed before she began taking pictures of you like a proud mom.

“Thank you” You laughed and posed for some of the pictures. “When’s he pulling up?” Nao asked. “Uhm in about 10 minutes or so I think.” You hummed as you checked your phone, seeing his text saying that he was on his way. “You excited? You like him so far?” Nao prodded teasingly and eagerly. You giggled, “I am excited but I also feel like throwing up from nerves. I do like him so far..he’s nice.” You admitted with a shy smitten grin.

“Oo, this is so adorable. I’m happy you’re giving him a chance.” Nao smiled. Soon Ony pulled up, calling you to let you know he was outside. “Okay I’ll be out soon!~” You told him. You quickly got up, spraying on your favorite perfume and grabbing your purse before you walked out to see Ony standing outside his car waiting for you. His attention was on you the second you stepped out, eyes eating up your figure.

“You look so sexy ‘ma. breathtaking.” Ony hummed, not being able to take his eyes off you as his hands found their way to your waist. Your face flushed, growing shy as your stomach swarmed with flutters at his words and the feel of his hands on your body. “Thank you” You said with a smile. “You look good too, really good.” You returned the flattery as you eyed him as well.

He was dressed in a black and grey hockey jersey and some black jeans, ‘panda’ dunks on his feet. He had on the same chain and he had rings adorning his fingers this time. He smelled so good too, his intoxicating scent so yummy in your nostrils. “thanks mama.” Ony grinned before he pecked your cheek. He was being extra touchy this time around but you didn’t mind it at all, you were soaking it up actually.

“Let’s go.” Ony said as he opened the car door for you, allowing you to slide into the passenger seat. He closed the door after you and then rounded around the car and sat in the driver’s seat. He adjusted the air and the radio before he began to drive. You just watched him the whole time, completely infatuated with him and his whole aura. Your inner thoughts screaming about how he was ‘fine as fuck’. You wouldn’t say it out loud though, too shy to do so.

“You staring real hard lil mama, see something you want?” Ony asked in that smooth low voice of his that made you melt, his eyes still focused on the road but his attention completely on you. ‘slow down’ by bobby valentino played lowly on the radio, creating a mood in the car and further adding to the building tension. You didn’t know how to respond, mouth parting but no words coming out, flustered by his question.

You did see something you wanted, you wanted him, really badly too. You weren’t gonna admit that though. “N-No..just like staring at you..” You partially confessed sheepishly as you played with the hem of your dress. Ony chuckled, the sound filling your ears and consuming you, so pleasing to your senses. “That’s cute baby. You’re so shy now, what happened to big girl in my messages? Talking all big about how I can’t handle you, you gon’ make me nut in my pants, how I ain’t gon’ do shit, I’m not daddy material, Hm? Where’s that energy at ‘ma?” Ony called you out, making your eyes blow wide.

You didn’t think he’d make you eat your words, it was embarrassing hearing your own words repeated back to you. “I-I..I was playing!” You defended, not wanting to bury yourself further. “Ah, so you’re the one that’s scary then? All talk, no action? Ain’t that what you said?. After you said I wouldn’t bend you over my lap and spank your little ass.” Ony continued, loving seeing you fall apart from being called out.

You were pouting now, “I’m not scary, I did say that and I was right. You still ain’t do shit.” You huffed, now standing on your words because you weren’t gonna let him doubt you and call you ‘scary’. “Mm.” was all Ony said in response as he grinned, he was glad you were still being a brat, just so he could turn you right back out. The two of you arrived at the restaurant and once Ony parked he was quick to snatch you up by your neck.

You let out a choked gasp, staring at him wide eyed as he pulled your face towards his, his large hard squeezing around your throat making you whine. “I love that attitude shit ‘ma. It makes my day. You keep fucking with me because you want me to fuck that attitude out of you, don’t you?” Ony uttered against your lips, your breaths mingling together, the proximity and his words putting you in a daze.

“You want daddy to fuck you stupid? Turn you into my good girl?” Ony hummed, you let out another whine. You wanted to kiss him so bad, your lips parted, tongue practically about to fall out from how desperately you wanted it. Right when you tried to lean in, Ony pulled away and let you go. “Come on, we’re gonna be late for our reservation.” He said as he got out of the car.

You were bewildered, stuck processing what just happened as Ony opened the passenger side door for you. Ony was completely amused at the lost look on your face, it was priceless. He contained his nonchalant appearance though. “Come back to me mama, let’s go.” Ony hummed, trying to snap you out of your trance.

It worked, you immediately got out of the car and began to follow him into the restaurant, a slight embarrassed flush on your face as you realized how desperate you must’ve looked moments ago. Ony led the two of you to your table once you entered the restaurant. Being the gentleman he was he pulled your seat out for you, “thank you” you said softly with a smile as you sat down.

He hummed in response and pushed your seat in. The two of you got settled and ordered. “You gonna act like a good girl now?” Ony asked you after the waiter left, slightly joking as he looked at you. You pouted, “No” you huffed softly. You were gonna stand your ground, plus you were still disappointed that he didn’t actually kiss you. Ony chuckled at your response.

“You’re lucky you’re cute as fuck.” He expressed with a grin. You were flattered, folding again at his sweet words as you smiled and grew shy again. “I tried to look sexy today though” You muttered as you adjusted your dress a bit. “You do look sexy, very sexy. You also look cute though, cutest thing ever. You have a nice mix of both.” He told you honestly, only flattering you more as you grinned giddily.

“Not cute enough for you to kiss me though..” you mumbled, you intended to say that in your head and not out loud but it slipped. Ony couldn’t help but to laugh, he was satisfied with getting you all sulky. “don’t laugh~ it’s embarrassing.” You whined as you covered your face with your hands. “My bad baby, you don’t have to be embarrassed, it’s adorable you want me to kiss you so bad.” He comforted with a soft laugh as he pulled your hands away from your face, kissing your hands as he did.

You felt those now familiar butterflies swarm in your system at his soft plump lips against your hands. You could only imagine feeling his lips elsewhere..the thought giving you shivers. “You happy now?” He asked as he now held your hand, interlocking your fingers with his. You loved it so much, his hand in yours, it was so comforting and intimate. You wished he’d kiss your lips but you were happy with what was given to you. “I am, very happy” You giggled.

“that’s good mamas.” He smiled before he kissed your hand again, kissing down to your wrist. “You smell good as fuck..got me wanting to eat you ‘ma..” he sighed as he looked into your eyes. You stared back, silent now but your heart pounding loudly in your ears. That ravenous look in his eyes had you stuck, your breathing slowing as anticipation began to build inside you.

Ony constantly kept you on edge but you loved it, and sometimes you felt the urge to go over that edge. “Why don’t you then?” You uttered out, not backing down from his stare. Ony smiled at your words, “You’d like that wouldn’t you mamas? My head between your legs? That sweet pussy suffocating me?” He teased. If you weren’t wet already, you definitely were now. His words effecting you and making your pussy ache to be touched.

“I would like that, soo much, please” You hadn’t intended to beg but it seemed Ony made you desperate with ease. He chuckled, “We’re gonna eat first babe and have our date, you can be a good girl and wait.” He stated before he kissed your cheek. You pouted but agreed, wanting to be good and also wanting to finish your date since you’d been excited for this date.

Soon the food arrived and the two of you began to eat, the food was heavenly. You two talked and got to know each other even more. “—So you’re beautiful and smart as hell, I hit the jackpot.” Ony grinned. You had just finished telling him about your college accomplishments, “oh hush, you probably have had plenty of smart beautiful women.” You giggled.

“Nah, none like you at least. You’re a gem mamas.” He said genuinely. His sweet words always made you swoon, falling for him more and more by the second. “You’re so sweet to me.” You said softly as you smiled. “You deserve it and I’m tryna make you mine so I have to be sweet to you.” He smiled as he finished off the dessert you ordered. You gasped, “You ate the last bite!” You whined in disappointment stomping your feet in your heels.

Ony couldn’t help but to laugh, cackling as you pouted and sulked like a baby. “You’re not sweet anymore.” You huffed as you crossed your arms. “God, you’re so cute it makes me sick.” He said with a grin while shaking his head as his laughter died down. “Here ‘ma, you can taste the last bite too.” He said before he grabbed you by your jaw and kissed you deeply.

It caught you off guard, you took a minute to process what was happening before you began to kiss him back. Your eyes fluttered closed as you melted into the feeling of his lips against yours, his tongue pushing through the seam of your lips to fill your mouth, allowing you to taste the residual of the dessert. He dominated the kiss easily, his tongue tangling messily with yours and pushing against the insides of your cheeks. He began to suck on your tongue, making you moan into the kiss.

“shit..” he groaned lowly as he broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips still. Your head was fuzzy from the kiss, your breathing heavier as your now low lust filled eyes stared into Ony’s pretty brown eyes. He licked his lips, breaking the saliva string between your lips. Your eyes fixated on the movement, completely entranced by the man.

Ony was just as enamored by you, your red lipstick now slightly smudged on your plush lips. That needy look in your eyes that seemed eager to be satiated. You were just so beautiful and he couldn’t get enough of it. “Mm, you taste better than the dessert mama” he said, it was kinda a cheesy line but he meant it. “Should’ve kiss you sooner..” he mumbled before he pecked your lips again repeatedly.

You loved every second of it, kissing him back as much as you could, smiling into the kisses. You felt completely head over heels at this point. “Let’s head out mama” he hummed as he pulled away. He paid for the meal and held your hand as you two exited the restaurant, getting back into his car. You were in a relaxed state on the night drive, ony’s hand resting on your thigh and your head leaned against the window, shamelessly watching him as he drove.

“You wanna go back to my place baby?” Ony asked as he gave your thigh a small squeeze. “Yes please” you said, a little too eagerly causing ony to chuckle. You couldn’t help it though, you wanted to spend as much time with him as possible, be completely consumed by him. It wasn’t long before you guys arrived at his house.

You observed the place with curiosity, “You live alone?” You questioned as the two of you got out of the car. “Mhm, roommates aren’t my style. Too much of a hassle. I like having my own shit.” He said as he unlocked his front door. You nodded in understanding, “Makes sense.” You hummed before letting out a squeak in surprise when Ony suddenly picked you up.

You didn’t get a chance to get a word out before Ony started eating your face, kissing you with desperation as he gripped your ass. Truth be told Ony couldn’t wait to get his hands on you, being tempted the whole time as you provoked him and he snapped after he kissed you, wanting to devour you whole after that. You moaned into the kiss, your arms wrapped tightly around his neck as you pulled him closer.

Ony began to carry you upstairs to his bedroom as the two of you continued kissing. He sucked on your bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth and making you whine out. He loved all the cute noises you made, wanting to pull more of them out of you. He left opened mouthed kisses down your neck prior to running his tongue up your neck all the way to your ear, pulling your earlobe into his mouth. He wanted to taste every inch of you.

You shivered at the feeling of his mouth on your sensitive ear, your nails beginning to dig into his neck as you whined pathetically. He threw you onto the bed once you guys made it to his bedroom, making you gasp. “Mhm, I ain’t forget about all that big girl shit you talked. You gon’ learn not to play in my face.” He reminded you as he pulled his shirt off, allowing you to see his bare upper body, his chest covered in tattoos.

You gawked at him, your eyes eating up every detail of his body. Ony pulled you by your legs, treating you like a rag doll as he parted your thighs causing your little dress to rise up. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful ‘ma” Ony sighed in delight as he began to kiss from your calf up to your inner thighs, goosebumps following the trail of his kisses. You flushed at his compliment, you loved the nonstop flattery.

You wanted him so badly, watching him as he took his time getting to the place that ached so desperately to be touched. Ony paused once he reached your wet cunt, his breath ghosting against your clothed cunt in an agonizingly teasing way. You quickly grew impatient as you began to whine and squirm, “stop teasing me” you huffed as you whined. He chuckled, “So fuckin’ needy” he tsked as he slapped your thigh to get you to stop squirming.

You whimpered and pouted but ceased your movement, “you’re taking too long. still no action…” you muttered as you rolled your eyes. “You ain’t getting shit from me unless you start actin’ right mama” he stated as he stared up at you. You stared back at him, huffing once you realized you weren’t gonna win in this situation. “fine, I’ll act right..” you obliged. “good girl.” He praised and placed a kiss on your clothed clit.

You swooned at the praise, soaking it up more than you thought you would. Ony didn’t waste anymore time, pulling your panties off and tossing them aside before he delve into your sweet pussy, dragging his tongue through your slick folds. You moaned out in satisfaction at finally getting what you had been craving since you saw ony standing outside his car waiting for you.

He suckled on your throbbing bud, his fingers spreading your lips apart as he focused on the sensitive ball of nerves. You gripped the bedsheets as you whined and moaned out shamelessly in pleasure. You were a dripping mess, ony making sure to lick up all of your fluids, the lewd slurping and sucking sounds filling the room as he did.

“such a pretty fuckin’ pussy” he awed as he pulled away and stared at your messy cunt, glistening with your slick. Ony spit on your pussy, adding to the filthy mess before he pushed his tongue into your entrance. “oh fuck” you moaned as you threw your head back, falling apart at the feeling of ony’s tongue fucking into you. Ony hummed as he devoured you with ease, enjoying every second of it and loving the sight of you becoming an incoherent mess.

His eyes fixated on you and your every reaction. Your dress bunched up around your waist, your hair sprawled out on his bedsheets, mouth parted in bliss and your eyes fluttered shut, cheeks flushed and nipples hard. You looked so beautiful, Ony felt like he was looking at a work of art. Ony licked up the fluids that ran down to your ass, you gasped and instinctively tried to close your legs when you felt his tongue prod at that hole that hadn’t been touched before.

“nah, none of that shit. stop playin’ with me.” He said as he pulled your legs back apart, gripping them in place so you couldn’t move them. You whined, shaking your head and squirming when you felt Ony’s thumb pressing on your ass hole. “n-not there..” you whimpered, not used to being touched there. “relax mama, let me take care of you. You can handle it.” He soothed as he placed kisses on tummy.

Ony used the mixture of his saliva and your juices as lubricant to ease his thumb into your tight hole, “onyy~” you cried out at the feeling as you clawed at the bedsheets. “You’re doing so good mamas” he praised before he started to eat you out again while his thumb continued to stimulate your sensitive hole. Tears brimmed your eyes at the overwhelming pleasure, your senses on overdrive at the combined feeling of ony’s tongue on your achy pussy and his thumb stretching your backside.

Ony stretched the tight ring until he was satisfied and then he pushed his tongue into your puckered hole, making you squeal as your back arched. He groaned as he fucked his tongue into you, starting this pattern of licking from your ass all the way back up to your throbbing clit, messily eating you out as drool pooled from his mouth onto your cunt down to your ass crack. You were a moaning mess underneath him, never experiencing such immense pleasure before.

The lower half of ony’s face was soaked in your juices, wetting his pretty beard that adorned his face. He loved every second of being buried between your legs, drowning in your essence. “sweet fuckin’ pussy, so good mamas. fuck.” He groaned as he ate you out like you were the best meal he’d ever had. You were a mess, makeup runny from your tears, eyes rolled back, legs trembling as your orgasm approached you like a truck.

“m’ gonna—ah fuck gonna cum mmph!” you cried out in bliss as that knot in your stomach bubbled to burst. “cum for me princess” he rasped, pulling your clit between his teeth and tugging at it. You screamed as you came, gushing all over ony and soiling his bedsheets in your fluids. Ony licked up all of your mess, moaning as he swallowed up your sweet juices like it was his favorite treat.

You sniffled and whined in sensitivity as he continued to lap at your cunt, feebly pushing at his head only for him to slap your hands away. “s’ too much” you whimpered with a pout, head still fuzzy from your orgasm. “Nah, I’m not done with you yet. Shut that shit up.” He said and he slapped your twitching pussy causing you to let out a sob. “You a big girl, right?” He taunted as he grabbed your hips, flipping you over and pulling your hips up into the air, pushing your back into a painful arch.

“Mm, my pretty girl” He cooed, rubbing his hand soothingly over your ass as he admired you in this position. You relished in the adoration, loving it and its contrast to his mean attitude. Ony took off his jeans, releasing his hard cock that was painfully hard and pearling precum at the tip. He sighed in delight as he stroked his cock and placed kisses down your spine, using his free hand to pull your dress off the rest of the way, you assisting him and throwing the dress aside.

Ony ran his cock through your puffy wet folds, his tip nudging your clit as he teased you making you whine. “Such a whiny slut.” He remarked in a mocking tone. “I wan’ it, please.” You begged shamelessly with a sob, you were so desperate and craved him so badly, you couldn’t care less about how pathetic you were acting at the moment. He grinned at your begging, “I thought it was too much?” He teased.

He pushed into you, throwing his head back as the two of you moaned in unison at the feeling. “shitt” he groaned out as he got lost in the feel of your tight walls swallowing up his cock. “feels so fuckin’ good mama” he grunted as he began to pound into you, not wasting a second as his gripped your hips tight enough to bruise. You became a babbling mess as he fucked you mercilessly, pulling your hips back hard against his each time he thrusted into you.

“love this pussy, so fuckin pretty and wet and warm..shit princess.” Ony rambled as he got fixated on how good you felt around him, your cunt gushing around him with every thrust. “s’ soo g-good daddy~” you babbled incoherently into the mattress, mouth parted, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth and your head in the clouds as ony used you like his own personal fleshlight. “Mhm, you like it ‘ma? Love daddy’s dick rearranging your guts?” He said as he wrapped a hand around your throat, leaning over you as his cock drilled deeper into you.

All you could do is nod in response, unable to form words as your body was consumed in pleasure, ony’s dick hitting that sweet spot that made you see stars. “you’re so fuckin’ cute. so fuckin’ pretty. wanna ruin you sweet girl.” He couldn’t get over how pretty you were, especially in this state. Your hair a mess, sticking to your sweaty body, back arched and ass up, pretty brown skin glowing under the moonlight shinning through ony’s window, inner thighs covered in your slick, lips swollen and red, cheeks squished in ony’s grip on your face, eyeliner and mascara runny underneath your eyes and down your cheeks, hands trembling as you struggled to hold yourself up.

Ony couldn’t get enough of the sight, wanting it engrained in his mind forever. He pulled your face towards his, kissing you passionately and messily as he continued to pound into you, the filthy mixture of your slick and his precum coating his pubic hairs and his happy trail. You moaned into the kiss, kissing back with just as much passion as you sucked on ony’s tongue making him groan. You loved it everytime he kissed you, the intimacy of it making your heart stutter.

Ony let his spit pool into your mouth as he broke the kiss, his opened mouth hovering over yours as you stuck your tongue out like a greedy pet, swallowing up every string of his thick saliva. “fuck..nasty fuckin’ girl. Gon’ make me nut mama” He groaned as he pounded into you incessantly. By now you were fucked dumb, not a single thought behind your dilated rolled back eyes.

All you knew at the moment was ony ony ony, his scent, the feel of his muscular framed body pressed against yours, the taste of him lingering on your tongue, the grip of his large rough hands manhandling your body as he pleased, the way his cock filled up your plush wet walls and satiated every ache, itch, and burning desire inside you. He overtook your entire being, bringing you to pure ecstasy.

Your climax hit you before you could even prepare for it, letting out a high pitched moan and sobbing into the mattress as you creamed all over ony’s cock. “that’s it mama, oh fuck- good fuckin’ girl. making a mess on my dick” he talked you through it as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. Your body trembling as you fell apart completely, no longer able to hold yourself up as you whined in overstimulation.

Ony felt his head go fuzzy at the way your pussy pulsed and clenched around his dick, the lewd squelch echoing with every thrust as ony chased his own orgasm. “c-cum’n me please wan’ it” you manage to babble out, your words slurred and muffled into the bed. It took ony a moment to process your words, his brain muddled as he became pussy drunk, obsessed with your filthy warm walls sucking up every inch of his dick.

“You want it baby? Ah shit- want daddy to fill up your greedy cunt?. I’ll give you whatever you want pretty girl.” He moaned as his pace got desperate and sloppy as he felt that sensation build up inside him. “fuckk fuck!” He moaned out, throwing his head back as he finally came, his cum spurting out in loads and coating your walls, filling you up to the brim. You whined at the warm feeling as your cunt milked him dry.

Ony breathed heavily as his thrust slowed to a stop, “you okay sweet girl?” he asked softly as he placed a kiss on your bare shoulder. You only hummed and nodded in response, half passed out at this point. You were completely fucked out, body relaxed and exhausted from the overwhelming pleasure. Satisfied with your response, ony slowly pulled out, the mixture of your fluids pouring out messily and bubbling as he did. Ony loved the mess, the sight of his cum dripping down your thighs and his dick covered in the filth.

You snuggled deeper into the bed as ony got up and began to clean you up gently, not wanting to add more stress to your already spent body. He cleaned up himself as well before he tucked you in and climbed into bed with you. He admired your peaceful state, looking so beautiful and claimed by him. “I like you..onya~” you mumbled out in your half conscious state.

It caught Ony completely off guard but it made him smile, his heart swelling at your adorable confession. “I like you too sweetheart” he replied softly before he placed a kiss on your cheek. You smiled drowsily, happy to have met ony and taken a chance on him.

[thank you to everyone who read this, I appreciate it sm 🥹]

[hoshifighting]

Hi hi!!

Hope ur doing well!!! 🤍🤍 and if it’s currently a busy time for u I hope u find some time to rest and relax 🥹

I was wondering if u could do like a seventeen reaction when u sit on their lap during maybe like a group hang out? And “accidentally” grind on them (like shift in their lap) but still act innocent like u didn’t notice that you did it? (I hope that makes sense 😓😓)

Thank u!!! Love ur work and am always waiting to read ur most recent works!! 🤭🤭

seventeen reaction when you grind on them while sitting on their lap;

seungcheol gulps, trying to keep his focus on the conversation, with a very aware jeonghan by his side. his fingers dug into the meat of your hips roughly ''what?'' you feign ignorance, glancing back at him with wide eyes. “did i do something?'' ''you know exactly what you’re doing,'' this is the first time you have heard your boyfriend whimper.

jeonghan usually the one to tease you in public, is caught off guard. instead of his usual cockiness, he wraps an arm around your waist, his face hidden behind you. "you little tease," he murmurs, his breath hot against your neck, trying to stifle his moans.

joshua maintained a nice — if odd — smile on his face, but you could feel the tension in his body. he leans in, "please, stop. I cant handle much more of this." you could practically picture the ten ways he was going to scold you later.

junhui blushes furiously, his cheeks a deep red. "can you stop? the hyungs are going to notice," he says, embarrassed. despite his words, you can feel him getting harder beneath you.

soonyoung's eyes widen like saucers, his fingers squeezing your waist in a silent plea for you to notice. when you continue to act innocent, he loses his mind. "that's it," he mutters, grabbing your hand and pulling you to the nearest bathroom.

wonwoo feeling the hardness of his cock pressing against you, a moan almost escaped his lips. ''just wait, once we’re alone, you’re gonna pay for teasing me like this.''

woozi tried to shake his leg up and down to get your attention, but regretted it instantly as it only made you bounce up and down on his cock. "please," he muttered into your back, "you have to stop."

minghao remained completely still, the only sign of his arousal being the growing hardness beneath your ass. he bit his lip, trying to stay composed, but you could feel his desire radiating off him. "what are you doing?"

mingyu bites your shoulder, trying to contain a gasp. "this movie looks interesting," you say casually. "mhmm," mingyu murmurs, though it's clear he's hardly paying attention to the screen, his focus entirely on you.

seokmin gasps in surprise, catching the attention of some of the boys. he quickly laughs it off, his eyes locking with yours, a silent promise of what's to come. your innocent act was anything but, and he knew it.

seungkwan decided to tease you back, his hand sliding inside your shirt. you straightened your back at the same time, his nails making a tickle on your full of shivers back. "let's see who breaks first," he whispered in your ear.

vernon tries to distract himself by thinking about vegetables, math, politics—anything to forget the way you’re grinding against him. but it's no use; you can feel him rock hard beneath you.

chan isn't sure when the discomfort turned to horniness, but now he's fighting to keep himself together. the drunk boys are oblivious, while he tries his best not to shoot his load in his jeans. "you're going to pay for this," his voice shaky.

[heartsforvin]

hii do u think u could write a smut based off vinnies most recent tiktok? (the one in the hot tub) love ur writing <33

HOT TUB FUN

so sorry this took so long to get out 🥹 i hope you enjoy !!

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, cussing, use of pet names, dirty talk, slapping, fingering, kinda public sex ???, if i missed anything lmk !!

summary: you and vinnie decide to try things in places other than the bedroom

you, vinnie, jordan and jett were all at your and vinnie’s place, hanging out in the hot tub on the rooftop of your shared apartment.

you smiled when you got up to the roof and saw the boys in the relaxed, warm water. it made you happy.

it was just the four of you up on the roof, didn’t look like anyone would be up there anytime soon either.

the speaker played loud music, but just enough to not earn a noise complaint. while the four of you drank a few beers and just hung out.

as the night neared, the boy’s had mentioned them needing to head back to their homes. vinnie had convinced them to stay a bit longer before they really had to go.

it was just you and vinnie now, enjoying each others company as you sat on his lap with beers in your hands.

you straddled his lap as his hands rested low on your hips, occasionally moving to squeeze your ass, the effects of the alcohol getting to him.

vinnie’s free hand travels to just below your ass, giving it a firm squeeze which makes you moan softly and subconsciously grind on his leg.

you kiss his neck as you roll your hips on him, making vinnie groan softly. “playing a dangerous game, sweetheart.” he whispers in your ear.

the song on the speaker changes to a slow, soft song, a big change from the songs played when your friends were here.

your kisses trail from the boy’s neck up to his jaw before reaching his lips. vinnie pulls you in closer to him with his free hand, loving the way you feel against him.

when the two of you pull away, you smile at each other before taking another sip of your drinks.

you can’t deny the fact that vinnie looks absolutely sexy right now. even in the dark night, stars scattering the sky and very minimal lighting, he looks too good.

“need you.” you mutter against his lips, going in for another kiss. it’s definitely not passionate like the first, more hungry and needy.

vinnie sighs against your lips when you two pull away, he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before whispering, “playing a dangerous game, sweetheart.”

you smile at his words, smelling the prominent scent of alcohol on his breath, no doubt he can smell it on you too.

the two of you stay like that for a moment, drunkly smiling against each others lips before you kiss vinnie again.

you can’t get enough of him, he’s intoxicating. every kiss, every touch, it’s like fire against your skin.

“you want me to fuck you in this hot tub?” the question comes out of his mouth suddenly.

you pull away from him enough to look at him, enough to look at how pretty he is, even if he is a little drunk.

“hm, that what you want, sweet girl?” he asks as he trails kisses along your neck.

you lean your head back to give him more access, rolling your hips against him as you do. “shit, vin.” you moan when you feel him suck on your skin just enough to leave a bruise.

vinnie lifts you up just enough so your lower half is out of the water. he moves his hand from your thigh to your swimsuit bottoms, you gasp when you feel him pull them out of the way.

he looks up at you, eyes asking silently what he can’t seem to form in words. you whisper out a quiet ‘yes’ before he slips his hand under your swimsuit bottoms.

“fuck baby,” vinnie says softly. “so fuckin’ wet f’me and i barely touched you.”

he lifts you up and down onto the side of the tub. vinnie kisses along your thighs, making your body squirm at the feeling.

he lifts his head and gives you a smile before hooking his fingers onto your string bikini bottoms and pulling them down, exposing yourself to him.

the alcohol mixed with the lust he’s feeling is definitely not a good combination right now, especially since you’re not actually inside.

you quickly snap back to reality, panicking for a minute before you ask, “what if someone comes up here and sees us?”

vinnie chuckles before kissing the inside of your thigh. “no one comes up here, baby. if they do, they’ll get a show.”

that was enough to make you make you roll your head back and lift your hips in the air, wanting your boyfriend to do what you needed done most.

“you’re not getting the luxury of my mouth, sweetheart,” he whispers against your thigh, making you frown. “we’d definitely get caught if i did, can’t keep my mouth off you.”

he was right. he’d eat you out for hours upon hours, not letting up for a good while.

vinnie took a sip of his drink before moving his hands up your body, squeezing your tits through your swimsuit top, making you moan.

“something, vin,” you whine, needing him now more than ever. you took another sip of your drink too before leaning down to kiss the boy in front of you.

“i got you, mama,” he says, the nickname making shivers run down your spine. “just relax for me.”

you do as told, completely relaxing your body as you let your boyfriend do all the work.

you feel him move from your chest all the way down to your thighs once again.

the small light against the fence surrounding the hot tub illuminated your face. vinnie looked up at you and you nodded, letting him know to continue.

he moves his tattooed hand from your thigh to your pussy, making you moan softly once his finger comes in contact with you.

“shit.” you moan, making vinnie chuckle and smile.

“barely touched you and you’re already a mess.” he says, sliding his fingers against your wetness.

you push your hips up and vinnie gets the message. he watches himself push his middle finger into you with ease, making you gasp at the feeling.

he moves his finger in and out of you at a reasonable pace before curling it inside you and making you moan out his name.

“sound so pretty moanin’ my name, baby.” his voice comes out rough.

he soon adds another finger and that’s when you can’t hold back being quiet, as if you weren’t already.

“vinnie,” you sigh, the feeling of both fingers inside of you being too much. “fuck.”

you can’t get a single sentence out, he’s curling his fingers just the right way to have you bucking your hips up.

“gonna cum, pretty?” he asks, kissing the inside of your thigh.

“mhm.” you whine out, not being able to form actual words, the pleasure being too much.

vinnie doesn’t think twice before leaning into your soaked cunt and kissing your clit, very quickly darting his tongue out onto it.

you close your legs around him as you ramble out profanities. vinnie quickly opens your legs back up as he continues to finger you, kissing your thighs.

“come on princess, cum for me.”

he curls his fingers in just the right spot once more before your a moaning mess, cumming on his fingers.

vinnie wastes no time as he quickly pulls his fingers out of you and pulls you back into the water.

you watch as he removes his swim trunks and sits back in the water on one of the seats in the tub. carefully, he grabs your hands and pulls you into the water with him.

you smile, knowing what he’s doing. he grabs your hips and you straddle him, gently sliding onto his cock with a soft moan.

“that’s it baby.” he whispers into your neck, grabbing hold of your ass to help you bounce on him.

you gain steady rhythm, moaning out profanities as vinnie rocks you back and forth on him. soon, you tell him to stop and he does immediately, hands finding the back of your string bikini.

uniting the suit, he places the top right where your bottoms are, hands immediately finding your tits once again.

he dips his head and sucks on the skin, leaving purple marks on them as he switches between the two.

you soon feel him wrap his mouth around one while squeezing the other. “fuck, mama,” he whispers before switching between the two. “have i told you how much i love your tits?”

you moan at his words, mind cloudy at the euphoric feeling.

wrapping your arms around his neck, you scratch at his back when he hits a particularly good spot. “vinnie.” is all you manage to say, making vinnie laugh softly.

“look at you, so fucked out you can’t even form sentences.” he says, squeezing both your tits again.

you can’t even reply, the way you feel right now is too good. vinnie hisses when you scratch at his back again, but not paying much mind to it.

“feel so fuckin’ good, princess,” he pants as he thrusts deeper into you. “such a good girl for me, yeah?”

you let out an ‘mhm’ in a soft moan, clenching around connie when he hits that exact spot again, making him moan softly.

“fuck baby, gonna make me cum if you keep doin’ that.”

you do it again, smile plastered on your face as you do. vinnie takes matters into his own hands and decides to give you a slight punishment.

he smacks both of your tits in hopes of you knowing not to mess with him.

all that does for you though is make you let out a soft moan.

“oh you like that shit, huh?” he asks before doing it again.

vinnie grabs your ass once again and bounces you on him, making you whine as you do.

“gonna cum f’me, mama? gonna let everyone know who you belong to?” his words are enough to send you over the edge.

he dips his hand down and finds your clit, rubbing harsh circles as his hips thrust into you.

“gonna cum, gonna cum.” you ramble, the pleasure of feeling his fingers against your clit being too much.

vinnie smirks, leaning in to kiss you softly before directing his attention to the bundle of nerves again.

“give it to me pretty girl, come on,” he looks up at you, smiling. “cum all over my cock. be a good girl.”

you whimper and whine as you clench around him one last time before cumming all over his cock.

vinnie rubs a few more circles before stopping and moving his hand up to your hips, squeezing softly.

“did so good f’me, sweetheart,” he says before kissing you. “my good girl, yeah?”

just as you’re about to reply, you both turn your head when you hear the door on the other end of the building open.

“shit, grab your stuff, i’ll get you a towel.” vinnie says quickly before standing up.

that’s when you remember he also had nothing on, making you grab a towel and yank his hand so he can sit back down.

“face me and stand up, i’ll do the same. we’ll cover ourselves with towels.” you tell him.

vinnie does as you say and covers himself with towel like you do. thankfully it’s dark so no one can really see from this far, but you’re gonna have to pass the person eventually.

you soon born make it to the door, the person snickering at you both as you make your way inside the building.

“he definitely saw something.” vinnie said to you once you reached the elevator.

your face turned a crimson at the thought, you hide your face in vinnie’s chest.

“would you let me do that again?” he asks, the two of you getting off the elevator.

you think for a minute before replying, wide smile on your face. “yeah we could do that again, maybe somewhere else though.”

vinnie smiles at your reply, kissing your head. he’s glad you’re okay with the idea of exploring.

guyssss hiiiii so sorry this took YEARS to get out but i hope you all enjoyed !!

tags: @cosmicanakin , @anqeliclust , @native2princess , @bernelflo , @slvthrs , @leqonsluv3r , @0strawberrysorbet0 , @lovingsturniolo , @defnotayonna , @kriissy4gov , @louloulemons-blog , @supabhad , @kayleighh , @violet0182 , @visualbutterflysworld , @laylasbunbunny , @dilfs4bunny , @thesebitcheslovesoda , @jpg3 , @khxna , @hallecarey1

[sluttywonwoo]

HAPPY 12k MY LOVEEEEE CONGRATS 🥹🧁🥳 YOU DESERVE IT SO MUCH, you’re probably one of the first few blogs i followed here and i’m so glad i did <333 for the celebration event, can i request prompt #2 (you can kiss me, you know) with wonwoo :> MWAH ILY

you don’t know what to call what you’ve got going on with wonwoo…. you’re not even sure if there’s anything to have with him anyway. you’ve slept with him a handful of times now but only because you seem to keep running into each other.

you don’t live in a huge town but it’s not so small that seeing familiar faces happens to you whenever you go out.

unfortunately, your friends of friends ran in the same circles so sometimes you’d end up at the same bar or the same club and then if he decided to lift his nose from whatever book he had it buried in or if he was already drunk when you got there, you’d more than likely end up going home with him. yes, wonwoo was the guy that brought books to bars.

your friends still haven’t let you live that down. that’s why they don’t know where you are right now.

well, they know where you are. you still have your location on because you know they’d throw a fit and track your ass down if you turned it off. they just don’t know who you’re with.

you’re usually drunk when you have sex with wonwoo but tonight you’re only feeling a little tipsy, which in turn is making you feel kind of awkward. you’re stiff on top of him and you’re not sure whether or not he can tell you’re feeling uncomfortable.

“you okay?”

there’s your answer.

“i’m good,” you lie, trying to speed up in an effort to distract him.

it works.

“ah fuck,” he murmurs softly, hands tightening on your hips. “c’mere, let me wrap my arms around you.”

you lean forward and press your chest to his, tensing slightly when he fully embraces you. he takes over doing some of the work and starts fucking you from below, presumably so you can rest a bit. your thighs were starting to get sore. what a gentleman. or maybe he had just gotten impatient.

your faces are so close now. millimeters apart. you’re not sure what to do with yourself.

“you can kiss me, you know,” he whispers. you’re half-convinced the man can read your mind.

“i… i didn’t know if that was on the table,” you reply.

wonwoo smiles at you and you feel something like warmth expanding in your chest, pushing against your ribcage as he pulls his gaze up from your lips to your eyes. uh-oh.

“it’s on the table,” he assures you. “i’ve wanted to kiss you since the first night we…”

it’s your turn to smile when he trails off and turns his head away, too embarrassed to finish the sentence— even when he’s balls deep inside of you.

“me too,” you admit, turning his head back with a nudge of your hand.

he grins, kissing the back of your hand as you’re still cupping his cheek with it. “then what are you waiting for?”

12k celebration

[mikachacha]

𝙳𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 (𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Synopsis: Bada got drunk during a celebratory party and you saw some pretty wild videos of her when her teammates took her home

Warnings: Drunk Bada and some shenanigans 💀

(A/N: Idk if I got this as a request or just a suggestion. It was on my fic wheel so I gave it a shot 🥹🥹)

🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸

"So uhh.. Bada had way too much to drink earlier at the celebratory party.." Tatter explained as they had to drag Bada's ass to your shared house. You looked at your very drunk girlfriend and helped them drag her to the couch. You invited the girls for coffee and tea which they gladly accepted since it was a rather chilly night.

"Unnie, you should've seen how Bada-unnie panicked because she got drank and she was scared you might get angry at her for that." Lusher recalled while Tatter fumbled with her phone to show you the exact video and some more. Bada was close in tears, words slurred as she was repeatedly calling your name and saying sorry that she was drunk which you found funny and endearing. She's still thinking of you even in that condition. You found more videos like Bada singing at the top of her lungs along with team Bebe who were equally as drunk except Lusher and Tatter who's on look out duties. It was pure chaos.

"Did she just kiss her phone screen?" you asked after seeing a short clip of Bada kissing her own phone screen. The two girls burst out laughing at the memory of their leader flirting with the phone screen and even kissing it multiple times.

"A little bit of context.. So Bada-unnie wanted to call you earlier to let you know she might be home later than she told you but then got distracted since she saw your picture on her lock screen. Began flirting with the said picture and kissing her phone multiple times." Lusher explained and you glanced at your drunk girlfriend on the couch then at the girls. Dear goodness. Bada gets absolutely chaotic whenever you're not around. You weren't able to come earlier since you were working on your business.

You watched more videos the two took before you called a cab home for the girls so they can finally get some much needed rest. After you were sure that they're okay, you went to your girlfriend who's awake and looking very confused.

"Where am I?? Why is it so quiet?" Bada asked while looking around. She couldn't remember how she got there or how she got home.

"Baby Lusher and Tatter took you home since you got really really drunk at the party." you explained to her and she looked up at you, a grin on her face before turning back into a confused expression.

"Wait, why do you look like my girlfriend?? Are you trying to be her so I'll go home with you? No thanks! I only love my Y/N.. No impostors could ever take that.." Bada slurred out that got you giggling. She really is drunk but it made you happy that even in that state, she won't be going off with anybody.

"Dummy. It's Y/N or have you forgotten?" you crossed your arms over her chest and she looked at you, squinting as if it would help her see better. She made a loud gasp before pulling the best innocent smile she could ever make.

"Oh hi baby.. I'm not drunk, I swear.. Just tipsy." she says and you sat down on the couch with her. She immediately leaned on your shoulder, giving you a kiss on the cheek before falling asleep. Knowing that she wouldn't be budging any time soon, you carefully got up to get some comforters, pillows and blankets from your room and set it down on the carpeted floor. You struggled to get Bada on the make shift bed but you eventually did. You helped her change clothes and freshen her up the best way you could so she'd be comfortable.

When you were finished tending to her, it was almost 3 am. You yawned and snuggled up against your girlfriend and fell asleep. The next morning, you woke up rather late since you slept late as well. Panic sets in because you're supposed to be at work right now plus making Bada something since you know too well that she's got a nasty hangover. Speaking of Bada, you sat up and found the spot next to you empty. You're confused. Did Bada went somewhere without waking you up?

"Baby? Where are you?" you called out and Bada peeked from the kitchen, a smile gracing her lips as she looked at you who just woke up.

"I'm here, my love. Was just about to wake you up with breakfast.. Well brunch in bed but I see that you're already awake." she says and you got up, going towards her before hugging her tight.

"You were so drunk last night.." you told her and you could feel her tense up. You looked up at her, she looked rather nervous at the mention of her getting so drunk the night before.

"How drunk are we talking about here?" she asks and you pulled away to sit on the chair to eat some toast. Your stomach is already rumbling from hunger.

"Like very very drunk. I think Lusher and Tatter forwarded the videos on the group chat then when they left, you woke up for a bit and you were really confused. Then you accused me of being fake and trying to seduce you before you fell asleep on my shoulder." you gave her a rundown of some events and Bada's cheeks as well as the tip of her ears are as red as a tomato. She sat down, eyes wide as she looks at you, wanting to find out if you're joking or not but seeing you're telling the truth, she just rested her head on the table. She's mortified by her drunk actions.

"Really? I did those? Babe.. I'm really sorry I put you through that. I swear I'm not gonna drink that much again." Bada was beyond guilty that she gave you such a hard time taking care of her considering you're already tired from running your family's business that you inherited.

"Hey baby.. It's okay. Maybe just tone down on the soju a little bit next time so you don't end up like that?" you assured and she sighs, holding your hand and kissing your knuckles.

"Will do.. How about this, we stay in today and watch movies while cuddled up. Then we order food and drinks so you don't have to cook. And then I massge your feet and shoulders since I know you're stressed the past few days?" she offers and you felt like a kid who just received the best gift on Christmas hearing her offer. You could really use a day off right now and what Bada's offering is perfect.

"Deal!" you grinned and she chuckles, feeding you some bacon. She's glad that you're not too mad at her and that she could spend some quality time with you after not being able to due to the competition and your business.

[double-vandammage]

Title: Rude Awakening

Word count: 2,573

Rating: 18+

Ship: Bret Hart x Shawn Michaels

Tags/Warnings: Enemies to lovers, Bret POV, Handjob, Blowjob, Alcohol

Also posted to my a03: aa_beatrix

Here is my first fanfic in probably 6 years. I'm so nervous about it, but I hope you Hartbreak shippers like it. I'm fairly new to this ship so please be gentle. 🥹 Thank you to the encouragement of my sis @taydaq, @imabillyami, @crxssjae, and @superkickme 😘

Let me know if anyone wants to be tagged in future fics, I do plan on writing more. 🫣

Bret sat silently by his motel window, watching the rain gently glide down the glass. What a shit day he had, it was only fitting the weather was also terrible. The promo he had just cut with Shawn weighed heavily on his mind. He was so tired of the little prick. Night after night he had to observe Shawn flamboyantly parade around the stage. Not only did he have to watch the annoying spectacle, but also endure the man occasionally shake his bare ass at the crowd. The fans ate it up and he couldn’t fathom why. They were close once, it seemed a lifetime away. Thunder cracked, startling him from his thoughts. The universe was telling him to relinquish any thoughts of Shawn for the rest of the evening. He didn’t want Shawn in his head more than was required, especially while he was alone in his motel room. Bret made his way to the bed, climbing under the covers and slowly he drifted to sleep.  

Abruptly there was an aggressive and continuous rap at his door. Bret was barely able to open his eyes as he dazedly glanced at the bedside clock. The time read 2:00AM. “Who the fuck-?” he grunted as the knocking became louder. He whipped the blanket from his body while quickly swinging his legs over the mattress. “I’m coming dammit.” he spat, stumbling to the door in his sleepy stupor. He put his eye to the peephole. “Jesus Christ…” none other than a Heartbreak Kid disruption. “Hey! Big daddy cool! Open up big sexy!” Shawn half yelled, half giggled. Bret opened the door, “wrong room shithead. Some of us are trying to sleep.” Shawn was drenched. He had clearly spent some time in the rain. “Whoa.” Shawn raised both hands up in defense. “This isn’t Kevin’s room?” Bret made a show of moving his hands up and down his own frame, “clearly it isn’t you asshole, what are you drunk?” Shawn put his index finger and thumb together, “Mmmm…maybe just a pinch.” 

Rolling his eyes, Bret took in Shawn’s appearance. He was soaked, so much so he had created a pool of moisture on the motel floor. He was a mess. “Do you know which room Kevin is in?” he asked, not wanting Shawn to be his problem this early in the morning. “Hmmm…well I thought this was his room…so I guess…no.” he said with his signature smile, chuckling to himself. “You wouldn’t mind if I bunked here tonight, eh Hitman?” Shawn asked while running a hand through his wet hair. Bret thought this must be some cruel joke the universe was playing on him. The last thing he wanted in his room was a drunk wet dog named Shawn Michaels, but he couldn’t let him wander aimlessly up and down the halls, slamming on random doors, and calling for big sexy. 

Bret crossed his arms, “shit. Fine. Do not drip on anything.” Shawn grinned, “Thanks Hitman, you’re the best there is and ever will be.” he said, pushing Bret to the side and slapping him on the arm. Bret closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “The bathroom is to the left, I can get you something to change into.” He closed the door and turned to find Shawn already on the bed. “Are you fucking kidding me Michaels? You’re super fucking soaked. Get off the bed, now.” Shawn rose, propping himself on his elbows. “Oh man…I am?” he asked, real concern in his voice. “Uh, yeah. Get up.” Bret demanded. Shawn moved almost intentionally slow, the blankets getting more and more saturated. 

“Dammit Shawn. Get your ass to the bathroom.” he said, grabbing Shawn’s arm, shoving him towards the open doorway. “Alright, alright. Ya don’t gotta be so touchy.” Shawn almost immediately began stripping off his flashy costume. He shook off his vest and began removing those hideous chaps he insisted on wearing. He kicked off his boots next and in doing so Shawn had noticed Bret leaning against the door frame observing. Bret in an instant knew exactly what he was about to do. Shawn turned, his back facing him and commenced shimmying his tights down to wiggle his ass at him. “Like what ya see Hitman?” he taunted. Bret kept his face stoic, but could feel his cheeks beginning to flush. “Stop that shit and just get cleaned up would you?” he urged moving away. Shawn smirked, pulling his tights completely off. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.”  

Bret began pulling the blankets and sheets off the bed, discarding them onto the floor. He could hear the water start to run and eventually steam wafted outside the door. He pulled out a plain white t-shirt and gray sweats from his suitcase for Shawn to wear. Bret climbed back into the bed to try and get some more sleep before they had to be on the road again. The shower stopped and after a few minutes, he felt the empty side of the mattress shift. “Absolutely not boytoy.” he murmured. “Oh come on Bret, there’s not even a couch in here.” Shawn whined. “Not my problem. This is already obnoxious without having dry blankets, you are not sleeping up here.” Shawn in a child-like tantrum, huffed off the bed and onto the floor with one of the pillows. Within minutes he was fast asleep.

Outside rain still poured and thunder intermittently boomed, a particularly loud burst was enough to rattle Bret awake again. The clock registered at 5:00AM. He could hear Shawn’s slow and steady breathing, surprised Shawn didn’t also wake. Rolling to the opposite side of the bed, Bret peered over. Shawn was lying on his side facing him. Long blonde hair fell down around his shoulder and pillow. His bangs draped over his eyes. Shawn was beautiful, anyone could see that. Bret found his eyes had lingered, observing the white t-shirt he let the man borrow had slightly uplifted, revealing a small glimpse of Shawn’s tanned stomach. Quickly he averted his gaze and rolled back over. Squeezing his eyes shut, focusing on the sounds outside in an attempt to stifle an unresolved hunger he had no business feeling towards the Heartbreak Kid.

Unable to rest, he again got out of bed to reside by the window in the lone chair. He needed air. He opened the window just enough to feel the cool misting of rain against his face. Minutes later he heard Shawn stirring, a small groan escaping from him as he stretched. Shawn sat upright, dreamily looking at Bret. “Can’t sleep Hitman?” he mumbled. Bret ignored him, keeping his view to the window. “I gotta take a leak.” Shawn yawned as he shuffled towards the bathroom. Bret listened as Shawn fumbled around in the dark, hearing the toilet flush and sink run. He came out in the middle of another yawn, “Fuck me, I’m gonna be sore. You think people will believe me when I say I’m sore after spending the night in the Hitman’s room?” he laughed. “Don’t even joke about that shit Shawn.” Bret spat. “I’ll kick you out right now, don’t test me.”

Shawn cautiously made his way to stand in front of him. “Come on, would it be so terrible? Maybe this is exactly what you and I need.” Shawn said, reaching out a hand to brush the inky strands of hair from Bret’s face. Bret caught his wrist, stopping him. “Don’t.” Shawn only invaded his space more, moving his leg to part Bret’s thighs. His free hand tilted Bret’s chin upward so he could meet his stare. “I know you look at me. Just like I knew you were looking at me over there.” he said, nodding his head in the direction of the bed. Bret jerked his head away irritated, but Shawn hadn’t released his grip. Shawn lowered himself, his mouth inches from his ear, “I like it when you look at me…”.

Bret felt many things for Shawn Michaels. Desire he could always snuff out, now he wasn’t so sure. Shawn closed the space between them, placing his lips to Bret’s temple. Bret involuntarily let go of Shawn’s wrist, finding he was nuzzling into Shawn as he continued to trail light kisses around the side of his face. “Touch me Bret…” Shawn sighed into him. Bret moved his hands to Shawn’s waist, tugging him forward so the younger man was situated between his thighs. Shawn moved his hands to cradle his face, lifting him slightly from the chair into an eager kiss. Bret let his own hands find their way under his t-shirt, running his fingers up Shawn’s back. “Come here.” Bret breathed against Shawn’s lips, guiding him to straddle his lap. 

Shawn smiled into their kiss, feeling Bret’s growing excitement beneath him. Shawn slid his hand down, teasing at Bret’s erection. “I knew you always had a hart on for me.” he joked. “Do you ever just shut the fuck up Michaels?” Bret gasped in between Shawn’s stroking. Their mouths fought for the upperhand, Bret captured Shawn’s bottom lip and bit down roughly. Shawn withdrew, taken aback, “Damn hitman.” he snickered, testing his lip for blood. He hated Shawn and this was probably a huge mistake, but all he wanted to do was make Shawn shut up. Swiftly he grabbed Shawn by the thighs, hoisting him up, and threw him to the bed. Shawn bounced onto the mattress, promptly grabbing at Bret’s shirt to yank him forward. Bret landed a quick peck to Shawn’s mouth before moving to devour his neck. Strategically he removed the pesky white t-shirt from Shawn, creating a makeshift tie to bind Shawn’s wrists.   

He ran his tongue down to Shawn’s shoulder; tasting sweat, motel body wash, and a hint of rain water. Not an ideal flavor, but damn did it taste good on Shawn. Bret flipped Shawn effortlessly onto his stomach, keeping hold of his bound wrists. He swept Shawn’s hair to the side, kissing the nape of his neck. Shawn arched into him, craning his neck to meet Bret’s lips. His fingers felt for the waistband of Shawn’s sweatpants, sliding his hand under the fabric, not surprised to find he wasn’t wearing underwear and grasping his cock. Letting go of his wrists, he tapped the side of Shawn’s hips, signaling Shawn to prop himself on his knees. Shawn read him easily as if inside the ring and elevated his backside, pushing against Bret’s groin, breaking their kiss and keeping his face down to the mattress.

“Holy shit, Hitman…I want you.” Shawn sputtered as Bret began to steadily pump Shawn’s dick. “Fuck, I’ve always wanted you, Bret.” he mumbled into the bed. How long had Shawn wanted him? Was it nearly as long as he wanted Shawn? Over the years he had indulged himself in the occasional sexy boy fantasy and every time he loathed himself for it. He was a complete hypocrite with each jab at Shawn for shooting that girly mag. Now he had Shawn under him, unapologetically jerking him off. He brought his free hand to clasp Shawn’s throat, easing him upward so he could relax against his chest. Bret continued his deliberate rhythm, relishing the low moans and the way Shawn began to thrust into Bret’s hand. “Jesus. Don’t stop.” Shawn whimpered, burying his face into Bret’s neck. He could tell Shawn was getting close, his panting becoming more rapid.

The feeling of Shawn nestled into his body was intoxicating. Sure, they had their physical history in the ring which was intimate in itself but maybe Shawn was right after all. Maybe this was exactly what they needed. What they couldn’t settle on the mat, they could settle behind closed doors. Bret pressed his lips to Shawn’s forehead, “You know I still hate you?” he said, his words muffled against Shawn’s skin and damp hair. “This doesn’t change anything between us.” The hold he had on Shawn’s neck became a little tighter. “Even with my…dick in your hand, you still…manage to be all business.” Shawn choked out as Bret’s pace began to quicken. Bret covered Shawn’s mouth, muting the wail expelling from him as he erupted into Bret’s hand. Shawn clawed at his hold with his own constrained wrists, his hips rutting wildly into Bret’s palm as he rode out his orgasm.       

Bret released Shawn, letting him drop to the mattress. He lay there exhausted, chest heaving and glistening with sweat. Shawn twisted his wrists from the tied up shirt, easily exiting his confines. “Bret baby…” Shawn with eyes still glazed over, rolled to face him. “Please, let me make you feel good too.” he begged, crawling between Bret’s legs to play with the drawstrings of his sweats. He lifted Bret’s shirt, kissing gently at his stomach. The touch of Shawn’s lips pressing at his skin made him shiver and the thought alone of the blonde going down on him was damn near enough to make him come. Against his better judgment, he leaned back and let Shawn take control. 

Shawn slid his sweats and underwear down, revealing his throbbing erection. Without much pause, Shawn took him into his mouth. He let his eyes flutter shut, Shawn clearly had done this a time or two. His mouth felt so warm, so good, his tongue hitting all the right places. He clutched at Shawn’s hair, allowing his fingers to entangle themselves. “God damn Michaels…” he managed to groan as Shawn licked up the length of his cock. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Shawn was unrelenting as he held tightly to Bret’s thighs, keeping him in place as his hips bucked desperately into the heat of Shawn’s mouth. He couldn’t help the mangled cry Shawn managed to pry out of him as he came. “Holy shit.” he breathed, unable to form anything else articulate. 

The rain seemed to intensify outside the window, brisk air filtering in and caressing their moist bodies. Shawn had positioned himself on top of Bret’s stomach, his chin resting on crossed arms. “I bet you didn’t hate me just now.” he purred. “Fuck you.” Bret smirked, propping a hand behind his neck. His dark eyes met Shawn’s baby blues. “What now?” Shawn asked. Bret’s other hand traveled down to brush the hair from Shawn’s face, tucking a rogue lock behind his ear. “I don’t know. We have to get up soon.” Shawn emitted a breathy sigh, “Let’s stay like this a bit longer.” he insisted. The Heartbreak Kid’s eyes closed as he leaned into the way Bret lazily threaded his fingers through his golden hair. 

Internally Bret felt the need to run, this dangerously bordered on affection. He should shove the younger man away, tell him to get lost, and figure out what to do before their next show. However, his needs and wants were very different. He had said nothing would change, but deep down he knew neither of them believed that. Would they fall back into their rivalry or back into bed? What was to follow after, they couldn’t know now and they didn’t have to address it just yet. This sweet silence was preferred to all the bullshit they put each other through. Even if they had got it wrong, they could figure out the details later. Before the other knew it, the sound of the rain mixed with their slow breathing lulled them to sleep. 

This quiet moment was theirs to keep.

[stormberry-12]

toast ~ jj maybank x reader

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

warnings: drinking, blood, language, overall insanity, not very well edited 😬

notes: i got the inspo off a TikTok sound (at the end), some of you might know it! really short blurb, lowercase intended!

you and the pogues were shitfaced. so shitfaced drunk that pope of all people, was running around screaming in his underwear.

“beep beep imma sheep,” sarah whispered in your ear, and you nodded in all serious certainty.

“oh, I’m bleeding-“ you heard john b laugh, his leg gushing blood, with pieces of glass sticking out of it, and he just smiled. too intoxicated to care.

kie was passed out, laying face first in the grass, limbs spread out like a starfish. ever so often she would snore or hum a little song in her sleep and you and sarah would film her for ‘black mail’ later.

jj walked out of the chateau with two more big bottles in hand, “i got whiskeyyyyy,”

jj’s problem was yes, he was just as drunk as the rest of you, but he was also high as the sky. he tripped down the stairs and crashed into pope who was running around with his arms out like an air plane.

“i’ll take those,” john b hummed, taking the bottles out of jjs hands, leaving his best friends on the ground feebly trying to stand up.

he made his way to the hot tub where you and sarah were sitting, literally screaming as his injured leg hit the boiling water.

"FuUUcCCcCKkKkkK" he yelled with an insane voice crack.

"it's okay baby," sarah scooched closer to him and placed a soothing hand on her boyfriend's shoulder as he basically bleed out in jj's hot tub.

over on the other side of the lawn, pope was picking up kie in a piggyback. the couple and jj were making their way over to the hot tub too.

"give me that shittt," jj slurred reaching for a bottle from a still-screaming john b.

kie sneezed herself awake and gave you a silly little wave, falling off popes back.

everyone made their way into the "cat's ass" and the group fell into a comfortable silence, even john b.

"mmm," kie said, sinking further into the water, "warmmm"

"hey, guyssss- you know what...wait-" jj stood up in the hot tub, almost slipping. he popped the lid off his bottle and raised it in the air, "let me raise a toast, to the girl i love most, in the whoollleee worlddd,"

"please don't say my name, please don't say my name," you mumbled.

"y/n!"

"AWWW," kie and sarah squealed and your face went bright red.

"wait- when's the wedding?" pope asked.

"that's not even close to what he said dumb ass!" john b sighed. "you guys totally should get married though,"

"yes, oh my god!" sarah exclaimed. "me and john b did!"

jj slid back down to a seated position beside you and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you into him. "i'd do it!" he said confidently.

"same," you giggled and kissed his cheek.

"AWWW," the girls exclaimed again.

"i better be the best man," john b said, chugging another beverage.

"JB YOUR BLEEDING IN THE TUB!" pope exclaimed, everyone ran out screaming and the night continued to result in chaos.

tomorrow morning was going to be rough.

again, this was so short and rlly random but this video's where i got my inspo from, i thought it was cute! 🥹

[sebsxphia]

What are the different types of Polaroids Rhett would have of you? (nsfw and sfw)

an excellent question my dear anon! 🥹💌

The number of Polaroids Rhett has of you is in the hundreds. There’s a handful of actual photos of you both hung up on the walls of your home, or sitting in frames, but the number of Polaroids is all consuming.

Non explicit Polaroids go all the way back to when you first started dating. There’s ones of you lounging around in his flannel shirts and reading on his sofa, or cooking him breakfast with your bare thighs on show.

There’s Polaroids of you both at bars after big wins at the rodeo, both of you with a slightly drunk and giddy smile on your faces.

There’s ones of you far away in fields of wildflowers with your sundress sweeping around your legs.

On your wedding day, there’s ones of you in your wedding dress and stood on your porch for your first look with Rhett. Someone even managed to capture one of you walking down the aisle and Rhett stood in tears at the other end.

When you’re pregnant with your first, there’s Polaroids of your bump growing each month with Rhett standing behind you in the bathroom mirror. Half of your pregnancy photos are Polaroids, with ones of you stood on your porch and cradling your eight month old bump.

When you have your first, there’s quiet ones of you in the hospital holding them to your bare chest and the sun filtering through. More come when you get home and Rhett catches you feeding them bare on the sofa.

Once you have your second kid, there’s one of your little one pressing their ear against your bump and you cradling them both. Ones of days out where your little one is hand in hand with you and your other hand is cradling the ever growing bump.

Rhett likes to capture the simple and domestic moments with you. It’s what he treasures most. The fact he could live a life of peace and beautiful domesticity with you, it’s what he always wants to remember.

Explicit Polaroids however? Let’s fucking go.

There is definitely an overlap to when you first started dating and Rhett first started to take Polaroids of you that they turned filthy. Slowly the Polaroids of you in his flannel shirts got closer with less clothing and he proposed the idea of explicit Polaroids, to which you were 1000% on board with.

There’s Polaroids of you in his flannel shirts with the peak of lacy lingerie on underneath and more pictures after the shirt has been taken off and you’re posing seductively in only the lingerie. Ones of you touching yourself on the sofa with the lacy underwear pushed to the side.

Multiple Polaroids of you with Rhett’s cock resting heavy on your tongue and looking up at him with hooded eyes. Ones with the aftermath and your face covered in his cum. Others with his thumb resting along your lips or you sucking down his thumb eagerly with your eyes shut in bliss.

He loves fucking you in front of a mirror, either a longstanding one in your bedroom, or bent over the bathroom counter top. He can take Polaroids of your face contorted into bliss with your ass pressed against him and his hand tightly gripping at your ass or hips.

There are other Polaroids of your face pressed down into the mattress, slightly turned so Rhett can capture your eyes shut in bliss and your lips parted as you let out a moan with your back arched.

When you’ve come home from the bar after a successful rodeo win, Rhett has Polaroids of you seated deep on-top of him, with your head thrown back as you ride him like a true Cowgirl.

When Rhett has you tied up and completely at his submission, he loves to take Polaroids of you in these predicaments. He loves to see the desperation and fear on your face, or afterwards when your skin is welted in bite marks, bruises and his cum is coating your flesh after he’s had his way with you and you’re still tied to the barn rafters.

Rhett has a number of Polaroids of just the afterglow, with you covered in his cum or markings.

Alongside the sweet wedding day Polaroids, there’s multiple of the aftermath. Teasing pictures of you revealing the lacy white three piece lingerie set under your wedding dress, just about showing off the garter belt attached to your stockings. He even managed to get one of you smiling sweetly with your garter band on show before the toss.

You’ve lost count of the amount of Polaroids Rhett has of you once you’re pregnant. The Polaroids of your growing bump each month in the bathroom mirror turn explicit very quickly.

The non explicit ones have you standing naked and covering your breasts, but Rhett made sure to take ones of you completely exposed with your round belly and swollen breasts on show. There’s even ones of Rhett pinching at your sensitive nipples and your head lolled back onto him in pleasure.

Sweet and loving Polaroids of Rhett taking you in missionary when you’re pregnant, with one of his hands cradling your bump and capturing the exact moment you reach your peak. Others when you ride him slowly and he’s got a perfect view of your swollen stomach and breasts.

The explicit Polaroids are a mix of down right filth and sweet, loving moments that Rhett wants to capture like he does with the non explicit Polaroids. He wants you and these precious moments etched into his memory forever.

[ghostchems]

hellooo! i'd like to request "if you win, i'll kiss you", and "kisses that lead to more than kissing" with terzo if you're still doing these!!! 🥹 have a lovely day 🫶🫶

18+! MDNI!

You are already pretty tipsy by the time you find yourself in the back of the party, in a dark corner with Terzo and a rather ornate chess board. He must be at least a little bit tipsy too, given the way you can see a faint blush from underneath his already smudged and messy paint. His eyes also look somewhat glassy too and he has a sleepy smile on his face. You know you’ve been staring at his features for some time now so you shift your gaze to him clumsily setting up the chess pieces on the board.

You wish he had singled you out to spend time with him but what really ended up happening is that you spent most of the night being within an arm's reach of him, until it was just the two of you. It’s what you wanted. You wanted to end up here with him, being drunk, goofy and flirty. Honestly, you are surprised your strategy has worked out for you but it seems like Terzo is also relishing in the attention you’re giving him. You start to fiddle with the Queen in front of you and Terzo reaches over to you, his gloved hand clasping over yours and setting the Queen in place in front of you.

“Shall we make a wager, you and I?” His fingers lightly stroke the back of your hand and you feel the heat within you start to rise.

“What do you have in mind, Papa?” You ask quietly and you turn your hand so that his now rests in your palm. His fingers lace with yours and he gives your hand a squeeze.

“Hmm… how about if you win, I'll kiss you?” He smiles wide, showing his perfect white teeth. You get lost in them for a moment before you nod, agreeing to his terms.

The chess game is so quick, with neither of you thinking very hard about your strategy or moves and it was also very clear that Terzo lost on purpose. He leans back in his chair and pushes it from the table, spreading his legs and pats one of his thighs.

“Come, sibling. Collect your winnings.” Terzo purrs, his hand drifting from his thigh to closer to his crotch. You nearly trip over yourself as you make your way over to him, the drinks having gone to your head. He helps you, his hands resting on your hips and pulls you onto his lap.

You don’t have a moment to settle yourself because he is already kissing you, his tongue pushing into your mouth. The kiss is hungry and needy, your fingers combing through his hair as you press yourself in as close as possible. You moan into his mouth and you feel your skin start to heat up and there’s a dull ache between your legs.

Terzo starts to become more and more feverish. He grabs at your ass, his fingers digging into it as he pulls you further into his lap. You can feel him grow harder and harder through his pants which causes more heat to spread underneath your skin. You pull away from the kiss and the both of you are left panting.

Terzo’s paint is even more smudged and messed up with his lips now a bright pink from kissing you so hard. Just looking at him makes your cheeks burn. Your hand drifts from his hair to his neck, down to his strong chest and finally settles between his legs. He gives a low groan as his lips curl into a grin.

“M-may I, Papa?” You start to slip off of his lap to the floor in front of him. Terzo’s hand immediately falls to your head, his fingers gripping your hair and tugging you toward his bulge.

“Yes, sibling, please. It is all yours.” He moans huskily.

And that is how you ended up in a dark corner of a party with Terzo’s dick in your mouth and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[count-alucard-tepes]

Our beautiful men ranked 1 to 10 on how well they kiss? I’m curious to know who’s the most passionate and who the goofiest is lmao. May I also add a brief description of their kisses? Because it would be sooo cute🥹❤️

Kizaru ✨: 100000000/10 - best kisser ever. He’s just more of an experienced and know what you like kind of kisser.

Akainu🌋: 8/10 - the slow kisser. Nothing rushed or forced, just a slow burn kind of kisser.

Ryokugyu 🌱: 7/10 - the lip-biting kisser. Self explanatory 😂

Fujitora 🐅: 6/10 - the simple kisser. Just simple pecks, nothing wild.

Sir Crocodile 🐊: 8/10 - the affectionate kisser. Getting your face caressed and his fingers running through your hair.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: 1000/10 - the passionate kisser. Getting tongued down and grabbed in all the right places.

Benn Beckman 🔫: 7/10 - the several inbetween kisses kisser. Peppering kisses in between long romantic kisses.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: 7/10 - the shy kisser. Gives kisses as he pulls his scarf down and then blushes.

Killer🔪: 6/10 - the quick kisser. Pulls up his mask, gives a kiss and then mask on.

Kaido🐉: 5/10 - the sloppy drunk kisser. Self explanatory 😂

King 👑: 100/10 - the sexy kisser. Kissing while dancing and dirty talking.

Queen 👑: 7/10 - the giggling kisser. Self explanatory 😂

Izou🔫🔫: 8/10 - the romantic kisser. Cute smiles and sweet nothings inbetween kisses.

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: 10/10 - the seductive kisser (aka get me pregnant). Taking your clothes off and kissing breathlessly.

Oven Charlotte 🍞: 8/10 - the ass grabbing kisser. Self explanatory 😂

Buggy🤡: 3/10 - the goofiest kisser. Laughs while kissing, not sure if he’s doing it right.

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: 7/10 - the cute kisser. Saying little cute jokes while giving little pecks.

[fionaswifeyy]

for the rafe and Sofia request i don’t mind what you come up with, I’m sure it will be amazing!! Also the instastories of them was so cuteee!! love love love it!!!🥹🥹

i love that u guys love this 😭😭

HERE IT IS!!!! MY FIRST BORN OF 'EM!!!

cautions: adult language, mention of human fluids and body parts, Sofia a little drunk

𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐 𖤐

Rafe entered the house he shares with Sofia, closing the door behind him.

Listen to music that comes from the kitchen, Mexican music, Selena y los Dinos, she was wearing a rafe t-shirt while preparing dinner, Sofia's favorite food, pasta with hot chili cream.

Rafe was amazed by the sight he had of her dancing, singing and having fun while using a microphone spoon. He came up to where she was from behind, making sure she heard his determined steps and joined her unruly dance, taking her by the hips and bringing his mouth close to her ear.

"hey babe" he said in a low, husky voice, knowing it drives her crazy. She leaned her head back into the crook of his neck, loving the contact of his strong hands with the bucking of his hips.

"hi honeyyyy" did she sound a little... drunk?

"Are you drunk, love?" He looked at the counter and saw the bottle of sweet white wine half full and his glass almost empty. "juuust a little biit" she said in a joking and drunken voice.

"what's the occasion?" Rafe knew that Sofia didn't drink just because, it had to be a very good situation or a very bad situation to put his girl into drinking unless it was a special occasion.

"I just had the best day of my life!" She told him, turning around and putting her arms on his shoulders, pulling him closer to her, bumping noses, they shared a kiss and then she gave him the cutest drunk smile ever.

"yea? tell me 'bout that, babe" he told her grabbing her waist, sofia put her mouth close to rafe's and said "dance with me", rafe grabbed her waist tighter and they danced to sofia's rhythm, they concluded the song with a kiss slow and sensual "I love dancing with you, bonita" he told her, demonstrating his skills in basic Spanish that she taught him with great effort "hey, you learned very quickly!" Sofia smiled and kissed his cheek lovingly. She moved away from him to check on the pasta, turning it off to strain it and serve it with the sauce. "lovey, could you set the table, please?" Sofia asked "yes babe."

While Rafe was putting the dishes he asked "You didn't tell me what made you so excited" he turned to look at her smiling "my boss promoted me" Sofia had the biggest smile ever on her cheek, and Rafe couldn't be happier for her, knowing all the effort she put into it. She does day by day at the tourist company she loves "babe that's awesome!" Rafe screamed, he lifted her in the air and spun her around, when he put her down he gave her a good kiss, becoming passionate, Rafe supported Sofia on the counter chairs, lifting her up and putting her on the counter, he moved his hands to her waist and then lowered her down. a little more, to her ass and pushing with his hands towards him, now making his erection noticeable against her panties.

"why don't we take this upstairs?" He said and in fact it was a rhetorical question, he was already on his way to the room, Sofia grumbled a little, separating herself from Rafe's kiss to complain "but my pasta with cream is good, honey" "oh yeah I know, but I want to try another cream right now."

A long night awaited her

[the-iceni-bitch]

happy birthday nat 🥹❤️

Could we see a little drabble with Bobby and Kitten?

Prompt “I can’t sleep without you, It’s too cold”

I mean idk how this would happen with these two unless Bobby is in like prison LOL

Lol, I will say, trying to write fluff for some of the couples I included in this is gonna be difficult, but I think I’ve figured it out.

Warnings: drunk Bobby, drugging without consent (just cough syrup, but still), handsiness, mentions of f receiving oral sex

You smiled as you did your best to manhandle Bobby into bed, nodding along with him when he continued to insist he wasn’t sick even as he was sniffling. If you hadn’t managed to sneak some cough medicine into the multiple hot toddies you’d convinced him to drink, he probably would’ve still been trying to eat you out.

Instead he was clumsily grabbing your ass and tits while he mouthed at your neck before you shoved him onto the bed, still attempting to get his hands under your sweater and pouting at you when you just pushed them away so you could get him undressed.

“Get ndaked.” He sniffed again and huffed when you just shook your head at him as you took off his boots then started working on his pants. “You listend to mbe womband…”

“Bobby, you can’t even say ‘woman’ right now, don’t try to boss me around.” You finally got all his clothes off and sighed when you considered the next task of getting him into pajamas. “And maybe you’ll listen to me the next time when I tell you to put on a hat and coat before you go outside.”

“Didnd’t ndeed it.” He just wanted to pull you on top of him and watch you ride him, he didn’t think that was unreasonable. “I’mb finde.”

“No you’re not, you’re stubborn.” You could tell that he was losing his battle with the medicine and alcohol since he let you pull his flannel bottoms on after just a few lazy kicks. “Now get under the covers.”

The look he gave you was the epitome of petulance, his brow all furrowed and his bottom lip sticking out and you wanted to take a picture so he couldn’t deny how big of a brat he was next time he was sick. But he still let you pull the blankets over him, his eyes almost immediately starting to droop when he was all bundled up as he turned on his side.

“Wait, dond’t go.” Bobby grabbed your hand when you tried to walk away to get the humidifier, somehow managing to look utterly pathetic as he wound his fingers through yours. “I cand’t sleep without you, it’s too cold.”

“Jesus Christ.” You rolled your eyes and breathed deeply before pulling off you sweater and jeans and moving to crawl into the bed next to him, chuckling softly when he pulled you into his chest and wrapped his whole body around you. “You’re absolutely ridiculous, I’m gonna tell your brother what a baby you are.”

ว໐іຖ mฯ 𝖿ᥣน𝖿𝖿mᥲş ᥴᥱ̄ᥣᥱ̄๖rᥲ𝗍і໐ຖ

[ailurostheendless]

Tale of the nine tailed 1938:

Subordinate: Boss are you okay? 😄

Rang: *closes & locks the door looking around slightly scared & in a hurry whispers* Yeah why? Is anyone here? 😰

Subordinate: Uh no, others are out at the moment i stayed back to check on things... And you look- 🤔

Rang: WHAT HUH?! 😠

Subordinate: ......... tired? *obviously not saying he looks scared, he does not want to get his ass kicked* 🫣

Rang: ...Yeah I'm tired my brother has been acting...weird. 😬

Subordinate: Did he threaten you?! 🤨

Rang: .... NO AND THAT'S THE WEIRD THING! IT'S SOMETHING MUCH WORSE!!!💀

Subordinate: ? 🫢

Rang: He's being... nice. 😨

Subordinate: ...... 😦

Rang: I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING BUT IT'S WEIRD OKAY! I'M USED TO HIM IGNORING ME OR SOMETIMES BEING MAD AT ME BUT HIM BEING NICE?! HIM ACKNOWLEDGING ME. CALLING ME AFFECTIONATELY! HE'S COMING TO ME INSTEAD OF THE OTHER WAY AROUND. I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMEONE ELSE DIGUISED AS HIM BUT IT IS HIM. BUT HE'S NOT LIKE THE HIM THAT I'VE KNOWN FOR SO LONG!!! YOU DON'T GET IT DO YOU?! I KNOW YOU ARE THINKING I'M DRUNK OR HAVE GONE CRAZIER BUT I'M NOT ! I AM SURE HE'S EITHER POSSESSED OR ATE SOMETHING WRONG IDK SO I HAVE TO GO!!! 😡

Subordinate: Boss aren't you overreactin- 😅

Rang: *seethes* Say the rest of the sentence and you'll regret it 😤

Subordinate: .... 😐

*a knock on th door*

Rang: *nervously shushes* 😨

Subordinate: ..... *Also getting scared because Rang looks so much more nervous now* 😰

Yeon: Rang? I know you are in there. Why are you avoiding me? 😁

Rang & Subordinate: ......... 💀💀

Yeon: Open the door! Listen to your brother for once huh! I just want to talk to my baby brother who i haven't seen in so long! Don't you love talking to me? Come now open it! 😃

Subordinate: ...... *Geting a chill all over his body thinking there's definitely something very wrong with how too nicely Yeon is talking to Rang* 😨

Yeon: .... If you don't open the door I'll break it. 😃

*Rang & Subordinate look at each other in fear then at the same time rush to the back door to escape from Yeon almost tripping* 😨😨

*Rang opens the back door but to both of his & the subordinates horror Yeon was already standing on the other side of the backdoor smiling*

Yeon: Going somewhere? 🤗

Rang & Subordinate: *screams* 😱😱

______________

Yeon: *carries Rang like a sack of potatoes*

Rang: HELP ME ! COM'ON! *Struggling to get off* 😱

Yeon: *patting Rang on his lower back* Now now little brother don't be so scared we are just going to spend some quality time together~ ☺️

Subordinate: .....Sorry boss I'm suddenly feeling very sick *fake coughing* 🤧

*Yeon jumping from the roof of houses carrying Rang further & further away*

Rang: YOU BASTARD !!!!!!!!!!!! 🤬

Subordinate: *waving his hand* Goodluck Boss. 🥹

[idkthisisjustforfanfic]

Music for a sushi restaurant was the song written after harry took whoever it was that won the bet to dinner at nobu for guessing closest to when he’d cave and start drinking sgain !!! (In the unplanned au)

“Hey,” Lexi said suddenly, her legs crossed casually as she sat on a lounge chair by the pool. “So who won the bet?”

“The bet?” You asked. Maybe it was mom brain or maybe you just weren’t following.

Jeff’s ears perked up at that, elbows on the edge of the pool as he took an afternoon dip in Harry’s backyard. “There’s no way he didn’t have a sip of alcohol the whole time.”

Oh, right, that bet. “I think he made it through,” you laughed.

Glenne lifted her sunglasses and nodded. “I believe it—he’s never been that much of a drinker.”

Right on time, Harry slid the door open with a sleepy Jane in his arms. A feigned look of horror on his face when he approached: “you should have seen the nappy I just changed.”

“As much as I would love to hear about that,” Jeff grimaced. “Did you actually make it through Y/N’s pregnancy without drinking?”

Harry walked over to your lounge chair and handed Jane over. She smiled a little at you, still groggy when Harry made a face, how offensive!

“Course I did!”

“So who are you taking to dinner?” Lexi smirked.

“Myself,” he nodded confidently.

“I said eight months!” Lexi whined, obviously frustrated that she wouldn’t have a plate full of Nobu in her future.

“And I said nine,” he shrugged casually, lowered his sunglasses when he sat on the edge of your lounger and tugged on Jane’s toes. “Right Janey? Daddy said nine and now Auntie Lexi doesn’t get dinner!”

“First you take my roommate, now my Nobu,” Lexi rolled her eyes. “You’re a pain in the ass.”

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OKAY I just had to for fun but yes then naturally they all go to dinner that night and Harry and MC get drunk off of two cocktails, Jeff DD’s home and Glenne is way too happy to sleep over and help take care of Jane since mom and dad are SURE to be hungover 🥹🥹🥹

[sebsxphia]

bestie if u did a headcanon on rooster taking care of u drunk i would die omg (also featuring him being a little buzzed wouldnt hurt ur seriously amazing at writing & piercing characters) <3

omg dear anon bless you, thank you so much for letting me know!! that means so much to me to hear 🥹💖

of course! ask and you shall receive! ✨

i hope you enjoy the below! 💌

Similiar to Hangman, I can imagine both of you getting a little drunk together sometimes and then just giggling about the dumbest stuff. He has a million and one stories from when he was younger that always make you cry with laughter and he’s just got this knack for story telling.

You wouldn’t even be out, it’s just a Wednesday night during a rare week you both have off together. He’s cooked you your favorite meal and now you’re sat outside on your porch drinking beer and wine.

You were having the wine and it hit you a little bit harder than the beer Rooster was having, snorting when you look at him and say, “I’m definitely drunk.” He just smiles back at you and gives your hand a little pat, “good baby. It’s good to just enjoy it like this sometimes.”

“I’m gonna go get another bottle. Want another beer?” He agrees and you stand up to go inside, making another comment about how it always hits you when you get up for the first time.

But we all know, it hits you like a freight train when you go to the toilet. Bottle of wine and beer in hand, it slips from your grasp as you leave the bathroom, both smashing over the floor. Rooster hears it in an instant and comes running inside, worried you’ve hurt yourself.

Your hand is clasped over your mouth trying to hold back your laughter and when Rooster sees you’re unscathed and it was just the bottles, he lets out a snort. “Come on, baby. Lets get you into bed.”

“But the glass!” You whine out, feeling a little bit guilty now. “It’s okay, I’ll clear it up. Come here, darling.”

He holds out his hand to help you step over. “Roos!” You protest again, pouting your bottom lip.

“It’s fine, baby! I promise. I just want you safe and tucked up.” He takes your hand and then flips you up onto his shoulder quicker than you can really process, the alcohol inhabiting your senses.

He gives your ass a smack as he runs up the stairs holding you over his shoulder, hearing your little giggles and squeals.

He’ll help you get undressed, brush your teeth and get you into bed with a glass of water by your bedside table. Mind you, stumbling a bit himself making it all the more funnier to you.

The whole time you’re blabbering how much you love him and how he’s the best boyfriend in the whole entire world.

He’s beaming from ear to ear, and when he tells you he’s gonna make you his wife one day, you get all soppy and mushy.

“Don’t go back downstairs, come here.” You flip back the duvet to show off your naked frame. He groans and throws his head back, admitting defeat.

“Fuck it. It can wait until tomorrow.”