#I AM GOING TO BURY THAT FUCKING THING INSIDE ME FR

[teddybeartoji]

OK WAIT BC I HAVE TWO THOUGHTS RIGHT NOW

TOJI THROAT-TRAINING BUNNY!READER OR PUPPY!READER

bunny reader would be a lot more shy with it, looking up at him nervously as your trying to make sure your doing it right!! after all you wanna make sure ur makin him feel good!!

and puppy reader who just takes it all in one go, sloppy and messy, not listening bc ur too excited to have him in your throat, your cute tail thumpin all over the place as toji chokes, his hand trying to make you calm down but you just can't help it, you love how handsome and hot he sounds when he groans and curses while trying to keep himself from fucking into your mouth!!

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

PLEAAAASEEEEE BUNNY!READER IS SUCH A LITTLE CUTIEEEE:(((((( SO EAGER TO DO WELL:((((((((( toji would pet your head and scratch your ears as you do it too:((((((

ANDDDDD THE PUPPY!READERRRRRR WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUUUU DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED OR WHATTTTTT leg tapping against the floor bc you just can't sit still. you wanna touch him, you wanna paw at him for more and more and more but he just tells you to only use your mouth:((((( he tells you to be a good pup my eye just twitched he's gonna cum so fucking fast AND he's gonna cum sooooo fucking much🥴🥴🥴🥴 like it's just impossible to swallow it all so he watches it dribble down your chin before wiping it with his fingers and letting you lick it clean🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

[mingiswow]

Christmas in august | Lee Sangyeon

Pairing: Sangyeonx fem!reader

Words: ~3k

Genre: smut MDNI, pwp, fluff

Content Warning: smut obv, mentions of people using the boys for clout and fame, mentions of alcohol, not proofread, ig that’s all lol

Smut warning: fingering (f receiving), nipple play, piv, unprotected sex (don’t do that… fr), semi-public sex, slightly exhibitionism, choking, little spanking, Sangyeon is a little asshole but just for a little

⚠ If you’re under the age of 18 and/or don’t feel comfortable reading that type of content, I have a lot of other content here.

⚠ English is not my native language, so pardon me if there’s any mistake. And you can always tell me what’s wrong.

A/n: I am deceased. The first concept photos for the boyz’s photobook got my imagination running wild. Sangyeon is my bias and his back picture??? Oof 🥵🥵 anyways hope you enjoy my little Sangyeon mind rot

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You were doomed. For real.

You promised your friend you’d behave. You promised her that you wouldn’t get yourself involved in trouble or would fight with anyone at the party - her knowing that you don’t get along with some of her boyfriend’s friends’ girlfriends. It’s not your fault that some of them are as fake as your nails and were dating them for money and fame.

“I don’t care if they are or not social alpinists, yn” your friend, Minji, said. “They are still the boys’ girlfriends”

“So you agree they are social alpinists” she rolled her eyes but didn’t deny it.

She said all the things you shouldn’t do. Which you were not doing. But she never mentioned not eye-fucking Sangyeon.

Ever since Minji introduced you to Sunwoo you became as best friends as you and her, he was funny, loud, sometimes obnoxious, just like you and your friend. And it wasn’t long until he introduced you to his friends. Sangyeon caught your eye immediately. He was 100% your type. He was gorgeous, taller than you, funny, had the sweetest smile, and even sweeter eyes. Not to mention his ridiculously gorgeous body and that nose that you couldn’t stop but imagine how it would feel in between your legs if he ate you out. In your loneliest nights you’d touch yourself thinking about riding his face, his nose buried in your lower lips and strong arms holding you in place.

“yn? yn, are you listening to me?” Eric punched lightly your arm as you disassociated looking at the distance with the thought of Sangyeon naked upper body wet as he played in the pool.

“Uh? What?” you turned to him, eyes blinking. “Yeah, yeah, I’m here, sorry”

“You don’t seem very much here, babes” he laughed at you and you blushed, wishing none of them saw you stripping the older one naked with your eyes.

You excused yourself from the conversation and disappeared inside the house, going for the bathroom.

You closed the door behind you and took a deep breath in, exhaling with a huff. What were you thinking? Sangeyon had a girlfriend. They haven’t been dating for long but they liked each other. She would be here at any minute and if she saw the way you looked at her boyfriend, she’d kill you. It didn’t help that she already didn’t like you very much. Not that the other girlfriends liked you or your friend that much, but she almost despised you, it was almost as if she could smell your pussy throbbing every time you saw Sangyeon.

You splashed some cold water on your face, trying to wash away the dirty thoughts, and put some cold water on your neck and wrists, wishing to calm down your beating heart and rushing pulsing.

There was a knock on the door, waking you back from reality. Another deep breath was taken before opening the door. But on the other side was the last person you wanted to see.

“Oh, sorry, yn, did I interrupt you?” he asked, that sweet smile on his face and all you wanted was to punch it away.

“Oh, no, don’t worry, I finished already” you gave a half smile and tried to leave but he blocked your passage.

“Is everything okay? You seem unwell” you nodded, trying to focus your eyes on the skin between his brows, not on his luscious soft lips or his pale built chest waiting to be marked with your freshly done nails. “Are you sure? You seem pale” he took two steps closer, the back of his hand touching your forehead.

You took a step back, a little caught off guard by his sudden behavior. He took another step closer, his other hands holding your barely covered waist so you’d stay in place. Your skin felt like it was burning where he touched it. You knew he was just being careful, kind, like the leader he is, he was treating you like he treats the boys. You were one of the boys to him. Right?

His hand that was on your forehead touched your cheeks, neck and lowered to the place right in the middle of your chest, where your heart was pounding like it wanted to leave your body. And you wished it did so he wouldn’t notice.

“Oh my god, yn, your heart is beating so fast? Are you sure you’re okay?” you nodded.

“I-I am. Don’t worry” your voice was a whisper. You felt so stupid in front of him.

“Are you nervous? You seem nervous, yn?” he smirked and you felt your knees go weak, thanking for a brief moment the way he held you. “Am I the one making you nervous, yn?” You blinked at his statement. Yes, he was the reason but you thought he didn’t even notice.

You barely saw it happening from how fast it did. He pushed you back inside the bathroom and closed the door behind you two, locking it. His body was now flushed against yours, chest to chest, your thin beach dress doing nothing to separate the heat of your bodies.

He gave a chuckle seeing how nervous and flushed you got, cheeks burning with embarrassment. You thanked god he couldn’t see the state your bikini bottoms probably were.

“It’s so cute how you think I didn’t see the way you’ve been looking at me the whole afternoon. The whole time we’ve known each other actually” his smirk never leaving his lips and you gulped, so you weren’t so slick after all. “Oh princess, you think I’d be dumb enough not to notice?” you felt your walls clench on nothing when he called you princess. “But you wanna know how I noticed?” he asked and lowered his face to your neck, his lips ghosting over your heated skin, the small hairs prickling and shivering. His tongue suddenly licked a stripe from bottom to top, reaching your ear so he could whisper “Because I was looking at you too”, your breath caught in your throat as he bit your earlobe, legs giving up on holding your weight.

He chuckled, satisfied with his effect on your body with the bare minimum. His hands squeezed the plush skin on your waist and pushed you against the sink, sandwiching you against the hard cold marble and his hard warm body. You could already feel something as hard as his muscles poking your stomach through the thin material of his swim shorts.

Sangyeon slowly raised his hands from your waist to your face, holding it in place so you had nowhere else to look but his face. Your lips were parted, breathing difficult just by your nose. You were giving in to him so easily. Mind completely blank from anything else, every corner, every crease of your brain filled with him.

It was like you were floating, laid down in the softness of the clouds when his lips finally met yours. His plush and hot ones pressed hard against yours. Your eyes were shut tightly, afraid it was just a trick of your own mind, a dream. Another one of those delicious, dirty wet dreams you had with him. The man started to move his mouth and you lost it, lost every little bit of shame or what else you could feel besides need, hands circling his neck and kissing him back. Mouths moving aggressively, teeth clashing and tongues fighting. It was even better than you had imagined. The way his mouth moved hungrily against yours, as if this was his last opportunity, his last chance with you.

Due to air missing from both of your lungs, you cut the kiss, but his mouth didn’t stop, the muscles went right to your neck, kissing it delicately, careful not to mark you and give away what you were doing.

Your mind finally went back to place and you realized what you were doing. You pushed him away, conscience heaving.

“I- we can’t… please stop” you tried to leave the bathroom but he held you against the door. “Sangyeon…” you whined, trying to leave his hold.

“We broke up” you stopped in your tracks. He knew exactly what your problem was.

“What?” You asked more for yourself than to him. He chuckled and shook his head.

“Do you really think I’d do this with you if I still had a girlfriend? You think that lowly of me?”

“No! I mean no…” you blushed. “I… I couldn’t know. I… I’m sorry” you lowered your head.

He grabbed your chin between his fingers and raised your face to look at him, gently putting your hair away from your face.

“It’s okay, I should have said it” you smiled and nodded. “So… now that we’ve established that I’m single… can we…” you giggled at his sudden cuteness but nonetheless kissed him again, cutting his sentence.

He used the opportunity to lock the door behind you, and lowered himself a little so he could grab the back of your thighs and put you on top of the cold marble sink.

“Even tho’ I really wish I could listen to you scream my name,” he said against your mouth, changing his position to your ears so he could whisper, “the sweet little moans and whimpers that I bet you have are just for me, darling. No one can listen” you nodded, biting your lower lip instinctively to hold any sound. “I’ve been dying to have you on my sheets since day one, yn” your hands on his back stopped as he moved to look into your eyes again. “I know this is not the perfect first time for ourselves but I’ll make sure to compensate you another day” you smiled and held his face between your hands, just like he had done before.

“I don’t care about perfect, Sangyeon, all I need right now is for you to fuck me because it’s starting to get too hot in here” he chuckled and went back to devouring your lips.

He moved one of his hands between your bodies and started to touch your vulva through the fabric of your bikini. The material was starting to look darker in the spot where your wetness was being held. You held a low whine when he pressed two fingers against your clit, kiss never being broken with his actions. His same fingers moved the fabric to the side, the tip of the digits sliding up and down in your slick coated pussy.

“Fuck, Princess you’re so wet” you nodded, enjoying little movements he did on you. “Did I get you this wet?” You nodded feverishly again, holding a deeper whine when the tip of his middle finger poked your entrance.

He moved a little away from your body just to help you get out of your bikini set and dress, leaving you bare in front of him. You shivered with the way the cold air hit your nipples and your hot wet pussy. But you barely got time to feel anything else because Sangyeon attacked your nipples with his lips and I sorted his middle finger inside you without any difficulty.

Your back was thrown back and your back arched forward his face as he kept his assault on you. It was borderline impossible to keep quiet but you tried your best, not wanting anyone to discover the nasty things you two were doing in the bathroom.

His mouth was skillful in your nipple, biting, licking, pulling. It all felt so good especially when paired with the way his long finger was hitting your cervix just right.

“M… more” you managed to whisper, mouth hanging open after with mute moans leaving your lips that formed an O shape.

The man was feeling generous that day, not only because you guys didn’t have much time to play and tease but because he waited for so long to fuck that he felt like he could burst inside his shorts just by your sight alone. So without any remark, he pushed two more fingers inside your hole, earning a tiny high moan that left your throat before you closed your mouth to be careful.

His attacks on your nipples started to get more slow and chaste in comparison to how fast his three fingers were listening inside you. The spongy spot just right behind your clit being hit every time he’d curl his fingers and without a warning, you came around his digits. Fluids leaking from how wet you were, creaming his fingers and hand.

Without any shame in his face, he moved his hand from in between your legs and licked his hands clean, licking and swallowing every drop of your essence. The scene was dirty, nasty, almost perverted, but it turned you on in ways you couldn’t even imagine it would. You pulled him by his neck and kissed his lips, tasting yourself in his tongue. If Sangyeon was already head over heels for you, that was the moment he thought he wanted to marry you.

After breaking the kiss up, he took his shorts and underwear down his legs and you could see his rock hard dick, the length pulsing and the girth veiny, red and angry demanding to stretch you out from the insides. Your hands pumped his length a little, feeling how he was reacting to your touched, low hisses coming from his lips as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the small touch.

He finally aligned his tip to your hole and slowly entered you, raw, burning. You bit your lip hard trying to suppress a moan, the metallic taste of bliss invading your lips from how hard you were biting. Your perfectly manicured nails, done just for this event, pressed hard against his big built shoulders, the muscles tensing with the action he was making and from the way you were leaving your marks.

He didn’t care anymore. He was far gone. Both of you were. His dick thick inside you, stretching you like his life depended on it, not giving you time to think with the way he was fucking you. Fast, hard, delicious. Your mind was blank and all you wanted was to cum again. Your walls pulsing around his hot hard cock.

You were almost close when he stopped fucking you, leaving you empty just to turn you around and bend you with your chest on top of the sink. Your nipples hardening with the sudden contact with the still cold marble. He gave you a good couple of spanks in each one of your ass cheeks and entered you again. The new angle hitting you just right, the knot in your stomach starting to tighten again, your orgasm approaching.

Then a sudden knock on the door caught your breath, hand going to cover your mouth so any noise wouldn’t come out.

“Sangyeon? Are you there?” It was Sunwoo. “Have you seen yn?” Your eyes widened when Sangyeon didn’t stop.

He had other plans. That little asshole. He grabbed both your arms behind your back and pulled you flushed against his chest, one of his hands holding you pressed tight against him and the other one around your neck. You opened your mouth and thanked when no sound came out. The tip of fingers pressing your pulse points on the sides of your neck, head going dizzy in the most delicious way.

His hips slowed their speed otherwise the skin slapping sound would be too loud.

“Yeah, it’s me” he answered the younger boy, hips never stilling. “No, I haven’t seen her. She probably went out to grab more alcohol, no?” He answered so easily, so simply, like his cock wasn’t buried deep inside someone’s pussy. Your pussy.

“I don’t think so but I’ll keep searching, Minji is worried”

“Don’t worry, she didn’t go far, when I finish here I’ll look for her too” he gave a slow deep thrust and you came undone around his cock, legs wobbly and the only thing holding you was the fact you were pressed between him and the sink.

“Thanks man, appreciate” the younger one left and you heard the steps getting further away.

“Such a good dirty girl for me” he kissed your neck before pulling his dick out and coming on your back. The thick white ropes painting your skin.

You slowly regained your breath as he cleaned you and him from any remains of your actions. Sangyeon helped you dress up again, careful not to hurt you. Like he wasn’t balls deep you just minutes ago.

“Just so you know, I don’t want this to be a one time thing” he said to you after making sure you were okay and had regained (at least a little) of your leg strength. “I never wanted” you nodded, a smile on your lips.

“I don’t want it to be a one time thing either” you booped his nose, earning a sweet giggle from the boy. “To be honest, I’ve been into you for a while, but I was too scared to make a move and then you started dating so I didn’t want to be a homewrecker” he hugged your lower back, bringing you close to him and kissing your lips, just a simple sweet peck on your lips.

“Don’t worry, she was a homewrecker first. Long story, I don't want to talk about” you nodded and gave him another peck. “But I still want to take you on a nice date and get to know you better”

“More than you just got to know?” It was Minji’s voice behind the door and you could see her eyes rolling. “You guys ain’t slick at all. You got me worried you little pieces of shit” you heard laughs from the other side indicating she wasn’t alone. “Now leave this bathroom and stop sneaking around”

“Yes, ma’am” Sangyeon answered and you chuckled at how red his face got. Again the step got further from the bathroom. “I think we are in trouble”

“No, we’re not, she’s just acting though” you said, opening the door, holding his hand in yours and feeling a warm feeling take your whole body. “Now let’s go before they come hunting us”.

All eyes were on you two after you went downstairs, some smirks from the boys and jealous looks from the girls. But you couldn’t care less. Your best friend came running to you, grabbing your hand and pulling you to the kitchen.

“Now tell me EVERYTHING” you giggled at her sparkly eyes. Yeah, she was definitely just acting though.

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[hoshigray]

Back at it with pt. ii of the assassin duo! Toji x reader (finally!!): where the reader avoids Toji after the one-night stand, and it goes well for the most part. But can the same be said for Toji? How long can this quiet game go before someone snaps?

A/n: Am I writing this because I'm spitful of getting a community label on my sugar daddy! Toji x sugar baby! reader fic? Yes. Yes, I am. 🙃 Sighhh. But ya know what, it's all good because you lovelies gave it so much love, so tysm for 3k notes!!! And thank you so much for the 300+ followers!! Y'all are too kind~~~ Since I have no idea how to celebrate, I guess another poll will suffice so pick whichever prompt you'd like to see for next Thursday (as well as a bonus art from me hehe)!!!

Also, for context's sake, this is pt. ii of this drabble that I have written, so please give it a read if you ever feel confused. This fic was long overdue and is WAY longer than I EVER intended for it to be, so I apologize for this hefty piece of work. I do hope you like it tho!!

Also, also: @absoluteindulgence here ya go!! just as I promised ccc:

Cw: dom! Toji x fem! reader - fingering (fem! receiving) - Toji gets a bit possessive/jealous - sex in a public place (workplace) - biting - clitoral play (pinches 2x) - Toji is his coky self but reader doesn't back down - implied overstimulation (fem! receiving) - pet names (angel, angel face, baby, darlin', good girl, honey, sweetie, sweetheart, sweet thing) - third party interruptions (they don't walk in on you two doing the deed tho) - kissing session - edging (fem! receiving) - Toji steals your panties bc he's a cheeky asshat - ayoo Toji and reader catching feelings.

Wc: 5.1k (omfg I'm so sorry y'all lmao)

The last time you ran into Toji was the "I'll treat you for dinner with nothing attached" mishap you got yourself into. How can you not ridicule yourself for getting caught in such a moment? The man you hate with every fiber in your being practically had you folded like a pretzel, chuckling and teasing you in your most vulnerable state as he used your body in his way fit.

The most unpleasant thing about it was you reminiscing about those intimate moments you had with him that night. When his hot groans made you squeeze tighter on his dick. His thick fingers in your mouth play with your tongue as he kisses the nape of your neck from the back. When you hold him for support while he pounds into your wet folds, the naughty sounds make you bury your face into the crook of his neck.

Or worse: as Toji had his way with you, he called you the sweetest names as if he truly meant them, like he wouldn't mind calling you by them for the rest of his days.

Images of that night continue to haunt you, especially within the confines of your own home, in your own bed. How many nights has it been since you've fought the urge to touch yourself and failed? Losing count says quite a lot.

"Hnngh, shit shit shit...Fuck, y/n, you don't know what you're doing to me, baby." His voice is present in your mind as your fingers rub your clit. You shut your eyes close once you enter a digit inside your opening. "Awwh, are you embarrassed, angel? Don't wanna look me in the eye? No? Heh, then what are you grippin' 'round me for..." Another digit enters between your folds, and you grip your bedsheets while the memories still play in your head. "Damn, sweetie, lookin' so beautiful fr' me, ya know that?" Faster and faster your fingers go, your sensitivity inching higher and higher. "My beautiful darlin'."

And then you release. Cum slides down your inner thighs as your legs shake, your dignity and shame staining the dry sheets.

Damn you, Toji Fushiguro. Through gritted teeth and tears swelling up, you swear to not get mixed with that man from here on out.

And you do just that. Anytime you saw him within the same corridor or room, you would ghost him as if his familiar tall, solid build could never catch your eye. You'd go on about your business, onto the next task, onto the next client.

You didn't even take his missions anymore, nor did he for yours. Everything was going back to where it was before this incident of yours. As if you two never acknowledged each other in the first place.

It was for the best, at least that's what you told yourself. You had to get back to who you were previously, whether that meant being the top assassin or not. Whichever came first, as long as you were nowhere near him.

As for Toji, he could tell what game you were playing the moment your eyes no longer gave him the time of day. And Toji wasn't mad at it either; he preferred the "no feelings attached" approach. So he did his part to not get mixed into whatever you were doing, missions and all.

But as much Toji tries not to, he can't stop thinking about you. The way your hips sway when you walk past him, your voice soft yet stern when conversing with your handler, and when you check your small hands to see if you adequately cleaned off the blood from the mission prior.

His mind can only think of your wrists trapped under his single hand while he stuffs his fingers into your mouth with the other. Your legs and ass tremble as you ride him. Doing your best not to be too loud, but oh, Toji wants you loud. He wants you to let him know he's making you mewl and shriek, not giving a damn if the whole world knows as well. "Haaah—Ahhh!! T-Toji, please...I'm gonna cum, if you keep—Ohhh!"

Hearing you, kissing you, holding you, all of it. All of you. If he could have you close to him, he'd be as swift as a blink of an eye.

But again, he preferred this way. Less trouble, more work.

And it was going pretty alright.

Well, until you start going on missions with other hitmen.

Although your diligent work ethic and astute experience led you to the top, you've also gained respect and admiration from your colleagues, especially your junior subordinates.

And now that you seemed to stop associating yourself with Toji, some of the other guys tried to use this to their advantage to get closer to you and request your aid for some of their tasks.

And who are you to say no to helping others who wish to improve? There's no wrong in doing so.

Except there is a wrong. Its name is Toji Fushiguro, and the last straw was when he saw one of the juniors try to take you out to dinner (to which you declined, of course). He needed to stop this before some poor rookie's head decorated some walls.

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Another day goes by, and you go down the hallway from a meeting with your handler, only to see Toji leaning on a wall. You've done this dance several times now. Just keep walking. You walk past him like nothing, easy peasy. Now onto the next task and go see-

"Y/n."

You stop in your tracks when someone calls out to you. No, you know who it was that said your name. It's been a while since you've heard his husky voice. You sigh and continue walking.

Toji's brows furrow. Unless you were seeing things he wasn't, you two were obviously the only people in this hall. Stopping at the sound of his voice is evidence that you're aware of his existence. Yet you move right along.

That's strike one.

He gets up from the wall and follows behind you. Toji stares at your figure, and he knows you can sense him. He huffs, cursing you that you got him following you like some lovestruck schoolboy.

"Y/n." He tries it again.

You didn't stop this time, your face in the direction you were heading.

That's strike two.

Toji sucks his teeth. Now this is getting annoying. He takes five giant steps and places his hand on your shoulder, gripping it so you can stop at that spot. "Yo!!" He doesn't bother hiding his irritation.

"Hey!"

You free your shoulder from his hand in a swift motion, smacking his arm away. It was a small action, but it gave you enough leeway to hop a few extra meters away from him.

However, Toji was way quicker than that.

He grabs and pins you onto the wall of the hallway corner. You wince as the pain is slight, yet nothing too life-threatening. But that can't be said for the look Toji was giving you. Black brows are pulled down, and his forest-green eyes affirm that he's livid.

Strike three it is.

"I fucking dare you to try and get yourself out of this one," His rough hands are now on your shoulders, but they're keeping you in one place this time. "Try it."

A displeased frown paints your face. "Oh? Are you challenging me? I thought you'd have half the brain to know that's not a good idea."

He sneers at your attempt at sounding threatening. It always worked with others, but never with him. He found you adorable for always trying. "Hmph, your sassy mouth loves to spit out venom," Toji leans his face in, his nose almost touching yours. "Thought I fucked that attitude right out of ya."

You bring a knee to his groin, but again, Toji is one step ahead. Grabbing your leg and pulling it up with one hand while he uses the other to hold your wrists above your head.

Your eyes widen. This position, the memories, it's all coming back to you.

Pull yourself together, damn it!

"Tch, what is this about now, you reckless bear?" You glare at the man, trying to stay calm in this predicament.

"I'm fine playing the avoiding game—"

"You don't seem fine about it now." You cut him off.

"I wonder who's to blame for that."

"What the hell did I do? I carried on with my work and left you alone. Everything was going back to how it used to—"

"I don't think you avoiding me and going on other missions with other guys used to happen."

How you fought the urge to roll your eyes amazed you. "What are you, an elementary schooler? Why does it matter to you what I do with my time?"

"Shut up. You know I've been in this field longer than you have, and when you came into the picture, you always chose to be alone."

"Again," your patience wears thin by the second. "Why does it matter to you?"

Silence. He just stares at you as anger dwindles out bit by bit, but he's in his thoughts as his eyes hone in on yours.

"Well?" You press on while he's stumped. "Why?"

No answer, averting his eyes to the side like he'd find the answer there. Then, they come back to your face. Or rather, your lips.

Your breath hitches. "Fushiguro?"

His emerald eyes return to yours, yet his irritation is clouded in a softer tone. Those eyes now express the hooded look from that night. Toji places your leg onto his shoulder and leans closer to you.

"Fushigu—"

"Shhh," His deep voice sounded more demanding when hushed. "Let me have this. Have you."

His lips press onto yours before you deny him. Toji finally frees your hands to cup your face, and his tongue runs through your teeth, waiting for permission to enter. You should be fighting this. You have to fight it. But your mouth opens for him, and your hands grab his shoulders for stability.

You moan sweetly when he slides his tongue into yours, your balance starting to fail you. "I'm still on one leg, you asshole." You manage to say in-between kisses.

Toji laughs a bit before changing your position, pressing your back against the wall with your legs wrapped around him. Once you're comfortable, he's back on attacking your lips. It gets rougher and more passionate, teeth clashing and biting your bottom lip.

He groans when a hand pulls on his hair, his hands grope on your ass lovingly. He breaks up the kiss, you two catching your breath. He gazes at you, "You too, huh?"

Your lips quiver when you turn away from him and nod. He snickers. "Look at you being all shy. You were talking with a lot of sass not too long ago, and now you can barely look at me." He draws his face closer to your neck, giving it sweet kisses and tiny bites that cause you to gasp. And Toji was enjoying your reactions. "Knowing that I'm the one that can make you like this — Mmmph, makes me want to fuck you here and now."

And that's what you want. You won't admit it, but he already knows that. The cooperation with him at this very moment proves it. You want him just as much as he does you.

"Y/n! Where are you?"

The two of you freeze when another voice comes from the other side of the hall. Then you remember a rookie who needed help with a mission today, and you were headed to see him right after your meeting. And now you're pressed between a wall and Toji fucking Fushiguro with your legs wrapped around his waist.

If he sees me like this with Fushiguro, I'm finished!

"T-Toji," your whisper grabs the older man's attention. "You have to put me down. They're waiting for me."

Toji squints at you and then a look of realization. The grin that creeps on his face alerts something in your brain, and you don't know if you like it or not. There's little time for you to come to a proper answer because Toji moves away from the wall and brings you along for the ride. Your arms hold around his neck so you don't fall off as he enters a room and locks the door.

You're now in a tiny conference room with the lights off, only the sunlight peeking through the blinds of the sole window in front of the round table.

"What are you doing, Fushigur—Ack!" Toji throws you onto the table. The pain from your head distracts you from the fact that he's pulling your pants off in immediate haste.

His chuckles sound dangerously low. "So you thought I'd just let you go on some mission when I already have you right where I want you?" Toji spreads your legs for your undergarments to be displayed, whistling at the lewd image of a damp spot on the piece of clothing. "Oh, sweetheart, not with these cute lil' panties of yours."

You were about to get up and grab for his neck, but a finger pushed into your pussy through the cloth. A squeal slips out, and you're quick to cover your mouth.

"Careful, princess," his big hands pull your panties off you, and they meet the cold floor. His middle and forefinger slide up and down between slick-coated cunt has you biting your lip, and Toji likes the determination. "Don't want whoever lookin' for you to walk in on us. This pussy is for my eyes to see only."

"Haaaah...You're such a bastard, Fushiguro—Ooohh!!" Toji pushes his finger into your clothed opening, his free hand coming in the clutch to cover your voice.

Toji leans close to your face with the vibrations of your mewls rippling through his palm while his thick digit plays with your slit. "I mean it, kid. Don't play with me." You nod meekly, and he kisses your forehead for your obedience.

"Hmm, I wonder where y/n went. Hopefully, they didn't forget..." You can hear the voice of your subordinate on the other side of the door as if he's directly in front of it.

Another finger is added into the mix, and tears start to form as you wince through the pain of your nether lips being stretched. You try calling out to Toji, yet it's no use with his big warm hand dwarfing your sobs.

He does remove it, though, using it to maneuver your head so he can lay kisses on your neck. Your choked hiccups sound like sweet notes to his ears. "So good fr' me, sweetie. You smell so fuckin' good. Who're you trying to pull?"

"No-No one...Ahhhh..." You answer in gasps while his digits scrape your inner walls, your mind turning to mush. "I'm not trying anything— Oh fuck..."

"Bullshit." Toji groans and bites your collarbone, and a sharp gasp leaves you. "All this attention, all these rookies gawkin' at you like you're their prize."

"Why? You jealous, Fushiguro?" It wasn't meant to be a snarky comment, yet there was some spice. The glare he gives you sends a chill down your spine. One is sent back to show that you're standing your ground despite the humiliation you're going through.

You're about to say some more; however, you hear the doorknob jolt, and the clench of your velvety walls around Toji's fingers doesn't go past him.

"Huh? Why's the door locked?"

The shock on your face lights a lightbulb for Toji as a big grin takes over him. "Yeah? This space is occupied." He calls out to the person behind the door, the petrified look on your face only fueling his mischievous fire.

"Oh shit, Mr. Fushiguro!?" He snickers at the other's response. "S-Sorry! I didn't mean to disrupt you! I was just looking for someone."

A brow is raised when Toji turns his head to the door. "Who?"

You send your knife-piercing eyes his way, but he still doesn't face you. This motherfucker...

"Y/n," the rookie replies sheepishly. "They said they'd help me and a partner of mine with a mission. But I haven't seen them for a while..."

Please don't ask where I am. Just go somewhere else—Oh God!!

Toji's fingers fasten the pace, and you quickly cover your mouth before the person, oblivious to your absence, gets any inclination of where you are. And it gets worse when Toji's thumb flicks your clit prompting a choked cry. Oh, he's such a cruel man.

Toji hums with a sly smile as he peers at your writhing figure. "Oh, really? Didn't know that."

"By any chance, do you know where they went?"

You can't vocally tell him anything, so you rely on your eyes to convey your anxious pleas, orbs begging him through streamed tears and hooded with shame.

But Toji won't let you off that easily because the fun has just started. He whispers, "Say my name, baby." You blink with scrunched brows. "Say my name like you did that night."

This is too fucking much for me! Your mind is going through waves of turbulence. Of all people to be in this situation with, it has to be the fucker getting a kick out of this!!

Before you think up another sentence, a stinging sensation jolts your body upwards to him. Toji sneers playfully as his fingers leave your soaked folds and pinch your clitoris, your reaction too adorable for him to not stop tormenting you. "C'mon, sweetheart, say my name with your cute ass voice."

Your mind is clouded in this euphoric atmosphere that you can feel the climax inching closer and closer. Your lips are now swollen from having to bite them constantly. Another pinch has you screaming in silence, and you're pushed to accept your fate and give him what he wants: your submission.

"Hic-T-Toji, please," eyes hooded in a fuzzy haze, you reach out for his face. He obliges as you caress his cheeks. "Too much, 's too —hic... too much..."

His jade orbs focus on your dazed expression. A smile pushes his scar up for his teeth to peek through. "There she is. That's my good girl." He draws in to kiss you, his body weight pushing you down on the cold table surface. However, a knock from the door behind him halts him from moving any further. Toji clicks his teeth. Fuckin' brat.

And he removes himself from you, especially his fingers that were warm inside your cunt. The sudden subtraction of them have you exclaiming in soft whimpers. The orgasm you were so close to achieving is ignored and slowly depletes. You feel as though you could cry through the sensitive.

Toji whispers a quick apology and licks his digits marinated with your fluid. Then he marches to the door and opens it enough for half of his body to be visible. The rookie jumps at the tall man looking at the other with the most terrifying scowl. "What?" His gruff voice carries authority, and your pussy throbs as you watch him handle the younger hitman.

"S-Sorry, sir! I asked if you've seen—"

"No, I haven't seen them. Why not ask their handler since they just had a meeting together."

"Oh, okay...Well, excuse me!" Your junior quickly bows at the intimidating senior and scampers out of the scene.

A heavy sigh leaves Toji as he closes and locks the door, "Fuckin' finally." The exasperated tone of his tone falters when he turns to you, replaced with the returning lust. "Now, where were we..." His hands undo the knot around his pants and loosen the hold around his hips.

When his dick is set free, you can't help but gawk at such a thing. Seeing it for the second time is just as — if not more — menacing as the first. The girth and size alone has your mind in a whirlwind, questioning how that even fit inside you in the first place.

Nevertheless, it's no use thinking about such matters because Toji aligns his cock around your folds. When he feels you tense at his veiny organ, he rubs your thighs tenderly to coax you. "Relax fr' me, angel." Hesitation is shown as you nod, but you even your breathing and prepare for him.

Toji pushes his length into you with every breath you take, and it's difficult to adjust to the foreign organ intruding into your poor hole. You grimace every time the tip is shoved against you. Tears finally fall down your face which are wiped by Toji's calloused fingers. "I know, honey, I know."

It feels like forever just having the tip of Toji's dick enter you, and when it does, oh, it does. A loud gasp exits your lips from the intrusion, and inaudible babbles fly out as he pushes his length, stretching your vulva as it ventures deep within you.

Toji, on the other hand, shivers as your inner walls clamp around his cock. "Jesus...This pussy is still so fuckin' tight." He hisses through gnashed teeth. Once the base of his member reaches your opening, you two take a moment to recollect yourselves.

"Hmmm, damn, I missed this." He grinds his hips into you, his hands posted on your hips to savor the clenching feeling of your pussy. "Heh, bet that brat of a subordinate wouldn't know how to handle you like I do."

Even with your mind foggy and senses at an all-time high, you give the older man a look of annoyance. You make your cunt squeeze hard on him, the unexpected action catching him by surprise as he lowers himself to you, using all his willpower not to cum so early.

Before he can curse you out for the unforeseen kegel, you cup his face to have him look at you. "For God's sake, can you not mention him while you're fucking me, Toji?" Your voice hushed for him to pay close attention, but your beautiful dazed expression distracts him. "I'm not thinking about anyone besides you."

You don't even give him a chance to his answer because you pull him into a kiss and moan sweetly into his mouth. He groans and slowly rocks his hips into a stable rhythm.

His thrusts gradually get faster and faster, rearranging your legs around his waist so you don't go sliding on the table surface. Your pants get sporadic, and your cries are a little louder than earlier. But not too loud for the whole building to hear, only for him.

The slap of his balls hitting your ass is so vulgar to the ears that you hide your face. "Cut that out, sweetheart," Toji wastes no time removing your hands and holds them down with his. A feeling of deja vu blossoms in the air. "Don't try hidin' away from me, baby. I want to see all of you."

A sudden burst of confidence fuels your sentence. "Then fuck me like you deserve all of me."

A fire is ignited in Toji, and a sudden deep thrust is thrown at you out of nowhere. Your sobs only propel him to continue piston his length into the deepest parts of your gummy walls.

The conference room is filled with nothing but the sound of your sexes smacking together, skin slapping against each other, and groans and moans in heavy puffs and pants.

"Haahh! Haaaaah!! Tojiii, Tojiiii," you whimper as his pumps go erratically fast, shivering beneath him as your legs cage him.

"Oh fuckin' shit," Toji curses with eyes shut, removing one hand from yours and snaking it down to your clit, using his fingers to press down on the sensitive bud.

Your orgasm climbs back up, and you want to claim it this time. "Toji, 'm gonna, gonna c—Ohhh!!"

"Yeah? Gonna cum for me, sweet thing? Gonna cum on my dick like the good girl you are?" You nod lazily. Toji doesn't buy it. "Use your words, baby. Is that what you want?"

"Yes, Toji, yes!! Please, I want it!!"

And he gives it to you as the pads of his fingers swipe on your bud rapidly. Your release comes crashing down on you when your cunt spasms around the girthy length. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, and your body jolts with every wave of pleasure.

Toji isn't far from his peak, so he doesn't stop pounding into you for a few seconds. The hilt of his cock slams into your slick-covered opening, and you cry from the impact on your aching chasm. He fills you up with his own come and rests his body on you. His heaving figure feels pleasant on top of you.

The two of you begin to calm down as you finish each other's climax. Toji breathes on the crook of your neck and leaves a trail of kisses. "Fuck, pussy felt way too fuckin' good —kiss— Don't think I'd like the idea of sharin' you with the rest."

You shake your head and chuckle at him, placing your hands behind his neck and playing with his hair. "Whatever you say, you possessive loser."

Toji lifts his head and kisses your forehead before your lips, the two of you indulging in this tender moment as if nothing outside this space matters to you.

That is, until another knock on the door alerts you both, and Toji has to resist the urge to break the table you're lying on. Withdrawing from your embrace, he shouts at the person ruining his time with you. "Look here, brat! I told you this space is occupied!"

"I'm aware. That's why I came to get you." The different voice has Toji realize it wasn't the junior from before but his handler. Shiu Kong? "I was told by some rookie that you were in this room."

Toji groans as he puts his pants back on. For your sake, you keep your mouth shut and let the two men converse through the door between them. "What's up?"

"I just got you into a big operation. The client wants to meet with you to discuss plans and all that fun jazz. So meet with me outside the building whenever you're ready." And with that, Shiu's footsteps falter away from the room.

You finally get up from the table and grab your panties. Or, at least, look in the direction of where your panties should be. Looking to the left? Nope. To the right? Nada. Where did they go?

You hear the click of the door opening, and you run behind an office chair to hide your bare lower body. The culprit was Toji leaving to meet his handler, but what caught your eye was the familiar piece of clothing swirling around his finger. His childish smirk was plastered on his face. "Mind I borrow these for the rest of the day?"

Your face goes hot with unease. "Quit it, Fushiguro! I can feel your cum going down my legs, so hand it over!"

But he doesn't, stuffing the undergarments in his pocket, to your immediate horror. "Nah, I think I'll need 'em, ya know. A lil' motivation for me while I'm gone."

His dumb laugh fills his ego, but it stops when he sees you pick the chair up and throw it at him. He barely escapes as the furniture loudly bangs on the closed door, running away from the scene to meet up with Shiu.

"FUSHIGURO, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!"

It's the first time you lose your cool with Toji, and all you can think about in this room of shame and humiliation is why did you get yourself tangled up with the older man again!?

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"I'm sorry for the sudden disappearance. Something came up on my end, and I had to take care of it immediately."

You found that subordinate later that day and apologized for your abrupt disappearance. They were accepted by the other, who nervously chuckled at your politeness.

"Oh, it's fine, y/n," he scratches his neck and looks to the ground. "I was just worried something happened with you, but I'm sure that wasn't the case since you're so good at what you do!"

You offer a small smile for his compliments, maintaining a calm composure so he doesn't see through the tiny nervous part of yourself. Oh, you don't even know the half of it, junior.

Your smile makes the younger hitman blush, but something catches his eye from behind you. "Huh? Oh, Mr. Fushiguro is back from his mission!"

You perk up at what your peer said, looking in the same direction he was. Shiu Kong was walking up with Toji tailing behind him. You greet Shiu with a brief bow, and he mirrors the action in return.

Once your eyes land on Toji, he's already grinning like a child with a hand rustling in a pocket, and you know what's inside it. "Hey, y/n." His patronizing tone doesn't go overlooked, causing your cheeks to heat up.

Your gaze averts from his cocky demeanor, yet you greet him. "Welcome back, Toji."

The look on the younger hitman across from you displays nothing but perplexity. Even Shiu Kong's brows shoot up with what you said. The junior is the first to say something. "Y/n, y-you just called Mr. Fushiguro by his first name!"

"Yeah, that's a first." Shiu agrees as the cigarette between his lips bounces at every word. "You only refer to him by his last name."

You blink once. You blink twice. And then it finally hits you. Oh shit.

The heat in your cheeks spreads across your face, and your lips lightly tremble as you try to explain yourself. But Toji beats you to the punch as he snakes an arm on your shoulder and brings you close to his chest, resulting in a squeak that your lips fail to suppress. He sneers at the younger man staring at the interaction.

"That's right, y/n and I have gotten pretty close, as you can tell." The grin on his face has a harmless glow, but those sharp emerald eyes of his are shadowed with a dangerous connotation. "After all, she is my special girl." Your subordinate gulps.

Toji snickers, satisfied with the younger hitman taking the hint. He then turns to you, and you do the same. "And as for you, darlin'," He leans in to whisper something in your ear. Something only for you to make your eyes wide and your breath still.

"Next time I see you with this brat, don't think I won't fuck the shit out of you with him watchin'. Show him just how special and good you are fr' me."

[sunshines-legacy]

Pining in the Undercroft Pt2 - Sebastian Sallow

Read part one here!

Pairing - Sebastian Sallow x Female MC

Word count - 1.6k

Warnings/tags - Smut, neck kissing, unprotected sex, All characters are 18+, NOT PROOFREAD

Summary - Sebastian finds his best friend moaning his name in the undercroft after an argument.

A/N - This took so long to write TvT Im gonna be so fr I was baked the entire time I wrote this lmao And if you notice any inconsistencies with their position please forgive me! Some things may have gotten jumbled when I was writing the second draft.. ANYWAYS I hope yall enjoy! Also constructive criticism is welcome! <3

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“Sebastian.. Fuck me..”

The Slytherin in question froze, shocked by the Hufflepuff’s sudden request. Just that morning they’d only considered each other friends. Despite that, Sebastian had been dreaming of hearing those words fall from her lips. Now that it’s finally happening, he cursed himself for freezing. For a long moment, all he could do was look down at her with those puppy eyes that she fell in love with. That was until those very eyes darkened and resembled more of a wolf than a puppy.

Sebastian let out a low chuckle before crashing his lips onto hers. She responded, in kind, by granting him access to her tongue when his own flicked over her lips. Sebastian pressed his knee against her core as a reward for her obedience. She whined into his mouth as she rolled her hips against his leg.

With her wrists bound, Sunshine brought them over Sebastian’s head to take firm fistfuls of his hair. The freckled boy smiled against her lips as her nails scraped his scalp before tugging his hair lightly. He pulled away from the kiss, breathing heavier than before as they rested their foreheads together.

After a moment of basking in each other, Sebastian moved his hands from her hips to his shirt, unbuttoning it as fast as his shaking hands would let him. When his shirt hung open, Sunshine soaked in the sight, rolling her lip between her teeth. With his ego thoroughly inflated, Sebastian stood up and unbuckled his bet. His lips curved into a teasing smile watching her eyes widen when he dropped his pants and boxers.

“Enjoying the view, are we?” His teasing tone ever present despite the barely tamed desire in his words.

“Oh yes, I am quite enjoying it,” She quipped back, admiring his size. She licked her lips at the bead of pre on his tip before her eyes flickered up to meet his. She squirmed under his increasingly ravenous gaze and opened her legs more, inviting him in.

He retook his place between her legs, his dick standing at attention as he lowered his hips. Sunshine let out small whines when he rubbed the head through her folds. He let out a stuttered breath as he looked upon her form. Her naked body laid bare to him, hands tied, and an eager smile waiting for him. Her half-lidded eyes shown so much trust alongside her ever growing desire.

He ran a hand up her thighs, feeling her flesh under his fingers and relishing in the way she shuddered under his touch. His other hand pressed his length against her. He pushed it in. Only a few inches at first but her gasp encouraged him to push in further. He halted, however, when she drew his attention with a pained whimper. Snapping his head up to look at her, he observed her scrunched face.

“Should I stop?”

Sunshine shook her head. “No. Keep going.” Her breathy voice made Sebastian week in the knees but he obliged her.

The Slytherin boy let out a breath of relief before returning his focus to burying his length in her cunt. Pushing the rest in as gently as he could to minimize her discomfort, he nearly unloaded right then, seeing how his cock disappeared inside her. She let out a small sigh of contentment as their hips met and he filled her so perfectly.

“Is this okay, Darling?” Sebastian asked, leaning forward, holding her hips in place. He really wished he would just shut up and ravish her already. He barely held back long enough to get her answer. She was just so tight around him... so warm. Her greedy cunt sucked him in with such desperation he could’ve laughed.

“Yes.” she whispered resolutely. Eager eyes followed Sebastian’s movements as he pulled out halfway before easing his cock back in. He repeated that, moving as slowly as he could stand, earning low hums of approval from the girl beneath him.

His hands left trails of fire on her skin as they roamed her body. One hand moved to caress her thigh and his other hand indulged in her breasts, squeezing and groping the supple flesh. His hips rolled, the new motion had Sunshine squirming as his cock stroked against her G-spot. After hearing her pleased whimpers, Sebastian couldn’t restrain himself any more. He pulled out almost all the way and before Sunshine could utter a word, he slammed into her.

Sunshine’s back arched and her head lolled back on the arm of the couch. Her mouth hung agape as a string of mewls fell from her lips. When she finally gathered the energy to open her eyes, she found Sebastian staring down at her with half-lidded eyes that closed in bliss with every thrust, and a pussy-drunk smile.

The sound of skin slapping alongside a chorus of grunts and moans echoed through the Undercroft, rebounding the symphonies of their pleasure. Sebastian pushed her thigh up until it pressed against her breast, the new position granting deeper access and his head kissed her cervix.

The familiar knot of upcoming ecstasy wound itself as Sunshine rolled her hips up to meet his. Her hands strained against their restraints and she whined, wanting to touch him too. Noticing her nonverbal request, he made quick work of the tie and dropped it to the floor. As he expected, her arms wrapped around him and clawed at his back, desperate for something sturdy to hold as she spun in a whirlwind of pleasure.

He dragged his hand over her skin, feeling every dip and curve, until it made contact with her clit. She sucked in a harsh breath at the sudden jolt of pleasure. Sebastian groaned, his cock throbbing as her walls squeezed around him. She called out his name and he responded in kind by rubbing a firm circle on her clit. It was electric and her body twitched as he kept teasing the bundle of nerves.

Hearing his name fall from her lips so perfectly, over and over, made him dizzy with desire. He snapped his hips into her and earned such pretty sounds from the girl beneath him. Sebastian let her leg fall from his shoulder to wrap around his middle while he kept abusing her clit. She tugged at his hair, begging him to go faster.

He obliged her request and increased his speed, in tandem with his breath. Sunshine babbled nonsense, her brain turned to mush with her second orgasm peaking around the corner. The only coherent word that fell from her lips was his name. And the only thought in her head was him.

Sunshine’s whole body tensed in his grasp and her mouth hung agape as he coaxed her closer to her orgasm. But it was only when he leaned down and bit down on her shoulder did she fall over the edge and plunge into pleasure. Her walls fluttered around him and he fucked her through her orgasm. His slow pace eased her back to reality. But before she was fully back, Sebastian sped up and slammed into her, sending her head spinning and body buzzing with overstimulation.

Chasing his own high, Sebastian sped up even more, his thrusts getting sloppier until his hips stuttered. He threw his head back and let out a guttural moan as he shot his load into her as deep as it would go. He pulled out a little bit, only to slam back in and shooting the rest of his seed.

What was previously a symphony of moans and tell-tale sounds of sex, was now just the lulling of their heavy breaths mixing with the cool air of the chamber.

Before Sebastian could pull out fully, Sunshine stopped him with a tug on his hair. He looked up at her, chest rising and falling.

“Can we just stay like this for a bit?” She asked softly, refusing to meet his gaze.

“You like my cock inside you that much, Princess?” He chuckled with a knowing smile. Her eyes widened, and her cheeks blazed. Sebastian winked cheekily and she only scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“And so what if I do?” She frowned at him but her legs squeezed him closer to her, locking him in place.

He chuckled and leaned forward to press open mouthed kisses along her neck and jawline, relishing the sounds she granted him. Locking eyes with her again, Sebastian gazed into her soul, into her very existence. And she gazed back.

The two laid there together for a long time. First in comfortable silence, then chatting and laughing. Eventually, they agreed that it may be suspicious how long they’ve been away. They had almost surely missed curfew.

Sebastian pulled out slowly and let out a shaky breath. He watched with a proud smile as his sperm leaked from her messy hole. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead before standing. He slipped on his boxers then found his wand discarded on the floor. He cast the cleaning charm and frowned slightly as his sperm was sucked up into the tip of his wand.

“Why don’t we just stay here tonight? It’d probably be safer than trying to get back to our common rooms so late.” Sunshine suggested sleepily, a yawn trailing after her words.

“If you insist, love,” Sebastian kissed her forehead again before transfiguring the couch into a king sized, four poster bed.

“Impressive~” Sunshine cooed teasingly as Sebastian climbed in next to her. Despite his rolled eyes, a grin tugged at his lips.

“I am quite impressive, aren’t I?” He wrapped a loose arm around her waist as their legs tangled together. She let out a soft hum, too tired to even attempt a response. Soon, sleep had overtaken her. Sebastian pressed a long kiss to the crown of her head before following her to land of dreams.

[joohanisms]

yk i always think about how irl sex is sometimes Not Great or things go wrong, be it with someone you love or not. and i'm a real-sex-in-smut warrior so

things going wrong <3

(half written before i went ia)

(hi this is VERY badly done like fr only jungsus was written properly)

gunil

surprise ur bleeding

jungsu

you're getting fucked soooo good.

you're in missionary position, jungsu is kissing you stupid and your hands are tangling in his hair. it's a very late night, the only source of light is the moonlight peeking through the blinds, and the only thing that can be heard is the panting and whispering of each other's names.

"baby, i'm so close. are you? can you cum with me?" he buries his face on your shoulder, mouthing sloppily at the skin. you're a little far behind, but that's nothing that can't be fixed.

you grab one of his hands, guiding it towards your clit. "just need a little bit more, please, please, i'm nearly there."

his pretty fingers start immediately playing with you, with the pressure and pace just the way you like it – fine, maybe a tad too desperate for how far off orgasm you are, but can you blame him? you'll get there either way.

"i'm too close, i won't make it – i can't hold it much longer, can i cum, please? i swear i won't stop, i'll make you cum too, just – please, baby?" jungsu's voice is getting strained, and you've been with him long enough to know that yes, he will make you cum. he's never left you hanging, and today will not be the first time he does.

"go on. i'm right behind you, just– don't stop, please."

well, famous last words.

he cums into the condom with a shudder, his fingers stuttering on your clit. his voice is heavenly in your ears, moaning like he's just ascended to a higher plane. he rides it out, slowing down a bit, but soon after he's jackhammering into you, middle finger pressing down on your nerves and mouth back on yours.

he's been at it for 15 seconds at most, when you feel a sudden warmth inside you. it's weird, it's never happened before and you're damn sure it did not come from you. jungsu apparently notices as well, seeing as he freezes immediately, leaving your mouth and looking at you with wide eyes.

you stare at each other in complete silence.

"was that–" you can't even finish your sentence before he's pulling out and looking at you with an expression not too far from horror.

you look at his cock, and your suspicions are confirmed. hanging rather pathetically from his still hard length, covered in cum, is a piece of rubber very clearly torn.

"oh my god," is all that leaves his mouth.

your heart is beating out of your chest, and any hope of cumming tonight leaves your body.

it would've been fine if you were, well, on birth control. and jungsu is very aware of how much you're not on birth control. his mouth is still open in an 'O', his gaze keeps flitting between your cunt and his quickly softening dick.

"fuck." you get up and rush to the bathroom, leaving your boyfriend to fumble after you.

he very hastily removes the damned condom, throwing it haphazardly on the trashcan beside your desk. he's a little too freaked out for anything other than leaning against the closed bathroom door and apologizing.

"i'm so sorry, oh my god, i'm sorry, i should've pulled out, i–"

"jungsu, calm down." is the snappy response he receives before the sound of the toilet flushing is followed by the door opening and him nearly falling to the bathroom floor. "it'll be fine."

the poor boy is clearly spiraling over thoughts along the lines of "what if i gave them some medically undiscovered sti" to "i don't even have the money for a child right now". you take pity on him, placing your hands on his cheeks to get his attention.

"you're clean, right?"

he sputters, "of course i am! i'd never try to fuck you– i'd tell you if i wasn't!"

"then it's fine. we'll go to the drugstore first thing in the morning and get the plan b. and, i don't know, pray it works." his eyes widen and you regret the playful quip. "i'm kidding, baby. it'll work fine."

"but what if it–"

"jungsu, it'll work. if it wasn't effective they wouldn't sell it." as much as you're a little pissed and anxious about the situation, he looks way worse. you peck his lips, pulling him into the bathroom with you. "you're still paying for it, though."

he chuckles, seeming a little lighter about the situation. "of course. it's always cheaper than a baby."

"there's always abortion, too. or would you want to keep it?" you start the shower – you're clearly not getting that orgasm you were almost close to – jumping as he slaps your ass.

"stop talking about the nonexistent pregnancy. you're making me nervous."

"sorry." you smile softly at him, pulling him under the spray with you. "we'll figure out some kind of birth control. i'm scared you won't ever fuck me again after this."

jungsu laughs, grabbing the shampoo. "you bet i won't. this is enough to turn me abstinent."

"you still owe me an orgasm, though?"

"then you better get acquainted with your fingers." you slap his shoulder as he cackles, and maybe, just maybe, it'll actually be fine.

jiseok

his fucking shoes won't come off / y'all fell off the bed

seungmin

he says something trying to be sexy and you can only laugh

hyeongjun

yall are drunk and he cant get hard noooooo

you're giggling while hyeongjun is attached to your neck, probably leaving marks that will take you forever to cover up the next day.

youve both drunk too much and wine usually Does give people the hornies soooo

you were out and left for the sole reason of fucking when yall get home

didnt even make it to the bed the couch will do

ur underwear is down so quick you can only feel his fingers spreading the wetness around while rubbing at your clit

in a minute he has a finger in you curling it justttt the right way

obv you cant let him do everything by himself. his soft cock is pulled out as you massage it

you're drunk so time loses meaning kinda

so after a while he puts another finger in and all is well bc you just . don't realise his status hasn't changed

"omg babe stop stop that hurts wtf"

he's.. not hard ?

"are you okay?"

"i am i just . uh. you were on my dick for a little too long"

"tf you mean by that ? you're not getting hard .."

"well i fucking know it's my cock?"

"damn okay dont snap at me?"

"sorry i just . i don't know what happened"

"maybe lets change positions? we can 69 i'll suck you off"

spoiler it didn't work

"babe are u ok like fr "

"i can't get hard . omg i can't get hard wtf i'm so sorry i knew how much you wanted to-"

"babe wtf don't apologize? that happens it's nbd you can fuck me in the morning"

"yeah but i wanted to fuck u now? 'm sorry babe wtf this is so embarassing"

"shut up ? its okay stop apologizing"

morning fuck

jooyeon

the door to your apartment is slammed as jooyeon crashes his lips to yours, pressing you against the closest wall.

you had been on a date – a nice and innocent afternoon at the arcade – but the little sundress you wore with lingerie that barely covered whatever had to be covered ruined any innocence there was.

after bending down to pick up the stuffed animal you got at a claw machine and giving him a view of your ass, jooyeon blew all the money he spent on arcade tokens with half-assed tries at the very same claw machine you got your little stuffed puppy from and dragged you back to your car.

he didn't even bother pushing you into the backseat for a quickie, he just settled into the passenger seat, brought you into a heated open-mouthed kiss as you sat in front of the wheel and said "drive before i finger you so hard you crash the car."

ok joo maybe you should lay off the dramas you've been watching

although, driving did not stop you from reaching over the gear stick and palming him through his jeans, making his hips jump into your touch.

by the time you finally parked your car he was more than fed up with the teasing.

back to being pressed against the entrance hall wall in your apartment, jooyeon kicked off his shoes while still attached to your mouth and fumbled with the clasp of your sandals until he managed to drop both to the ground.

his hands gripped your ass, pulling your asscheeks apart and making you gush into your skimpy underwear.

"you better take me to the bed and fuck me until i cry." needless to say, you were both turned on to no end. in seconds, your back was hitting the mattress and your underwear was being pulled down.

jooyeon flipped up your dress and immediately dove into your cunt. if there's something you can be sure will happen, is that foreplay with jooyeon will always involve oral. even if today he was horny to the point where he won't make you cum with his tongue, but only make sure you can take him, he always made you feel so good your toes curled.

his nose pressed against your clit [stopped writing here sorry yall. point is he cums early. two strums and the song is over. duas sanfonadas acabou o forró]

[wanderingpages]

Noooo chapter 5😪😪😪😪 we’re coming to a close, fellas. I cannot… and yet. I can. We move forward my sisters in god

Oh…not him spending winter break with her…in the same house… as their parents…with all this…tension…. (Ive seen this [adult] movie before)

Aww he holds the door open for her… helps her take off her socks…walks her to class/.., it really is the little things. His actions… Peach said show dont tell 😮‍💨❤️

Not Cardan being fluent enough in french to have La Chute in its original publishing bye thats so hot of him and dare i say,..timothee chalamet core…. @iknowitwontwork wya (This is rockstar anon btw i am on medication (dont worry abt it peach this a little inside comradery bby)) anyways have i mentioned you write and its like a movie?

““Is it your favorite?” I ask. I wiggle my brows, “Do you think you, too, have fallen from grace?”” – first, not babygirl being versed in Camus 😛 secondly, ohhohoo i love all the biblical references 

“His smile is Cheshire in response, “Since the day I met you, little sister.”” - u know what…. At least he honest, like its really now hitting me that hes soooooooo honest about it. Playing  a little game as jude said when he was leaving her dorm after the party… like its a game but an honest one. Like am i crazy or is he just trying to see how far he can provoke her w their situation and honesty? 

Omg wait not him CLOCKING HER the very next paragraph  (By the way i feel like u should know, i have the chapter open on one half of my split screen and the other half is your ask box lol i am literally typing as i go like this is the wattpad comments section fr)

i feel so smart and validated that cardan literally says all of that ^^^ like wow i should have held my tongue (fingers) and read the next paragraph lmao

ALSO BAD THING SBY CULT DIDNT I LITERALLY SAY SHE KNOWS DOT MP3 BEFORE???? 

I like that his jewelry comes up frequently because its part of him, just like her knuckles come up cus its part of her fr like both of them are so natural abt it too like her playing w his chain and him rubbing her fingers like ugjhhfh SHOW DONT TELL IS SO IMPORTANT

Whoaaa not him clocking ASHA now!! Not jude saying her mamma dead or alive she dont really care, RESPECT 

Wait not him pulling up to the gas station to get a first aid kit….like he really doesnt say a word about it at allllllll

And jude said oh, more time alone with him? In a diner? Count me in ❤️

Oh shit cardan has moneeeyyyyyy – “I guess, there really is a lot about him I had no idea of. “I'm an honorary member,” he shrugs, “It’s kind of hard not to be when Daddy funds their lifestyle.”” purrrrr

Oop!!! “ “Ghost is my best friend. It would have been a fight had it been Locke or anyone else,” he divulges, and though I shouldn't be startled by his honesty, it still makes me feel a little too warm. Then he admits, maybe selfishly considering his track record for the past few weeks, “If he had gone further, I would have buried him.”” HELLO

Lol jude got some balls to say ““That's a visceral reaction,” I come to terms with. “Your best friend?” I blush when I remind him quietly, “you’re the one who told me to open my mouth.”” cus like she right tho

Ahhh! I squeaked ! “��Plus, I think you look cute with a dick in your mouth.””

When hes a feminist 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 – ““What makes you think you have any right over my body?” / “I know I don't.””

Hold on hold on hold on wait a minut wait a minute hold on, when did cardan transition from little sister/dear sister to baby? It happened so naturally how am i this far in and catching it???? I love him

Lol jude said fuck condoms we fucking raw or not fucking at allll 😤😤😤😤 

“After a while, I notice him staring. “Do you want some of my pie,” I offer. / “Is that a euphemism?” / [..]“Do you want it to be?”” – yes, i do, i wsnt it.

““What's the pipeline between mommy issues and wanting to bend your sister over the bathroom sink?” “ - HELP ME?! – ““Stepsister,” I tell him.” – emphasis on step fr okayyyyyyyyyyy 

““It makes no difference to me, Jude. Sister or not, I’d want you the same way I wanted you then, the same way I want you now.” ” - wait why is there butterflies in my tummy 🫣🥺

““I want you to copy me,” he says, huskily, startling me, my eyes growing wide. “I want you to stick your fingers in your panties and do what I do.” ” - PEACH…the gasp i gasped ….  !!!! PEACH

IN THE DINER!?

IN FRONT - ACTUALLY !! ACTUALLY IN FRONT OF MY SALA D IN THE DINER?! .. do continue 

““I think…I want to do to you what Spring does to cherry trees,” he murmurs. “Open you up…watch you bloom.” ” – DO NOT BE QUOTING PROFOUND POETRY RIGHT NOW IM GONNA FALL IN LOVE. 

His fingers in her mouth jus - 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶PUT MY FINGER IN UR MOUTH CUS U LOVE THE TASTE 

“He pulls out of my mouth, a trail of spit losing connection when he finds his way under the jacket, following my hand, and adding his finger to my two. I whimper at his intrusion, and think, disoriented, three. Three fingers.” – no fuc me for real PEACH PEACHERLY ANNE POSSIBLE i dont care that its dirty as hell this shit is poetic

NO NOT THE WAITRESS !!! NOT HIMS STILL GOING TOOO AHH PEACH

My heart racing rn 

Oh god.. The soft forehead kiss…like he didnt just rock her world in a booth in the diner… im literally and figuratively unwell

“He kisses me sweetly when we get to his car, and I kiss him back, because we can, for right now. ” – why did this hurt?!

AND ALL THIS TIME HE DIDNT EVEN LIKE CHERRIES

Not is it out of your system!!!! Twk ate w that fade to black fr tho

““Cherries?” / “Me,”” - STOP hes so fucking cute 

Okay this might be the longest ask yet 💀 my sisters in god is sending me💀

I think in any fic I’ve ever written, cardan is always holding doors for her lol

Not timothee chalamet core 😭😭😭 @iknowitwontwork ur friend is here, come get her ❤️

lol that is a nice piece of info to be made aware of 💀 I was lowkey wondering if you were switching through tabs lmao meanwhile I’m scrolling up and down trying to respond 💀 lol it would be soooo much h easier if this was the Wattpad comments section. Like they ate w that…that one little thing. They ate.

You did mention the song!

I really do try so hard to show not tell cus I hatttteee reading tell not show in books😭 like don’t tell me he loves her, show me!!! Where’s the build up?? The tension??

lol if cardan is blunt, Jude is ballsy (I hope it comes across this way lol)

Actually don’t know when that transition happened I just be typing stuff 💀

Always emphasis on STEP lmao he’s not the step brother he’s the brother that STEPPED up lmao lemme stop that was uncalled for anyways yes the diner, yes infront of your salad, ues the waitress, yes that song lmao

Also you should know the first time you called me peacherly anne possible, something in me changed like the stars alined and now peacherly is my go to user name for websites and stuff cus slayyyy who tf else being called peacherly ????!!!

Two really did eat w that lmaooo

[onlymingyus]

GIRL I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW HOSHI ROT SAME SAME.

So. I have a few.

- I bet Hoshi it's the type to squeal and get hyped when you do little things: set a pic of him as your lockscreen, support his tiger agenda, stay awake waiting for him to get home... I bet he'd tell everyone about all those things.

- He's absolutely the type to get matching things for you both: hoodies, silly pajamas, phone cases ...

And now for the true brain rot:

- I see him being open to try new things in bed but I think he'd hesitate a lot when it involves "hurting" you in some way (like spanking or edging) Like, he'd say "Okay let's do it!!" And then in the last moment scream "Ahhhh I can't" and hide his face in your neck

- You could surprise him with nice lingerie one day and then he'd get obsessed with it and randomly buy you cute sets for you to wear (and for him to ruin)

I'll be back if I remember more brb

Me opening this ask and being overwhelmed with feelings. But fr thank you for sending it in. Lets go over these one by one shall we?

I bet Hoshi it's the type to squeal and get hyped when you do little things: set a pic of him as your lockscreen, support his tiger agenda, stay awake waiting for him to get home... I bet he'd tell everyone about all those things.

100% percent. Imagine him just bragging to the rest of the group about how supportive you are. Holding you close, nuzzling your cheek with his nose as he takes your phone and shows your lockscreen to like Jihoon. Who ofc just rolls his eyes. "My baby loves me so much." You'd be so embarrassed but then just pick up his phone and show them the picture he has set of you. "Looks like my baby loves me so much too?" He'd just laugh and kiss your neck nodding.

- He's absolutely the type to get matching things for you both: hoodies, silly pajamas, phone cases ...

Like no joke every time he comes home you get a new matching item. He gets that cute little cat beanie, well so do you just in a different color. "Couple beanies!"

- I see him being open to try new things in bed but I think he'd hesitate a lot when it involves "hurting" you in some way (like spanking or edging) Like, he'd say "Okay let's do it!!" And then in the last moment scream "Ahhhh I can't" and hide his face in your neck

LOL I love this so much. The idea of him nodding and just being like I can do that sure. Being such a daddy about it. All sexy. Getting you naked, all laid out for him. His hand running over your ass then as soon as he's about to slap your ass he just laughs and hides his face. "But what if it hurts?!" You would just groan into your pillow as he kissed your neck and ran his fingers between your legs trying to make you feel good instead. "That's the point Soonyoung...a little pain feels good baby." Now you've peaked his interest again.

- You could surprise him with nice lingerie one day and then he'd get obsessed with it and randomly buy you cute sets for you to wear (and for him to ruin)

You'd have more lingerie than clothes and then imagine you decide to wear like a corset top under a blazer in public??? He's fucking done for. He's drooling into his dinner. He's undressing you with his eyes the entire dinner and then by the time he has you in the car he's got his fingers buried inside you muttering in your ear about how fucking delicious you look. How he can wait to ruin your lingerie and you.

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[dykehoratio]

hiiii, i hope it's okay that i throw some thoughts at you, feel free to ignore this if it doesn't spark joy! ♡

richie has been such a pleasure in season 2, and the entire finale?! 😭 i am still unwell. richie burying michael— i can't, the carmy-richie dynamic makes me sick (affectionately), they make me cry (literally). their fight was so intense. richie repeating "yeah, i'm obsessed with you" and "i fucking love you" to carmy over and over. how carmy, who they call "bear", was literally in a type of "cage" (the fridge) in the finale, being very aggressive, just how they said bears were in episode 6 (but bears are also kind and empathetic and—), how he wanted to be let out but instead the others let his rage become background noise so they can focus on their work instead. how carmy was catastrophizing in the fridge (remembering chaotic scenes from season 1), and how that was contrasted by richie, syd, and the others handling things well outside of the fridge.

how syd was overwhelmed with the tickets so she handed the reigns over to richie, and he handled the job with confidence, helping to make things run better. how syd and richie managed to work together in season 2 after the stabbing fiasco in season 1. how richie gave fak the confidence to work in the front in such a gentle way. how gary gave uncle jimmy the chocolate-covered banana because richie insisted on giving him this surprise, and uncle jimmy looked so incredibly emotional in that moment and wanted richie to be thanked sincerely. how donna actually appeared on the opening night but did not go inside. how peter found out that nat hasn't told donna that she's pregnant. how carmy got incredibly mad about the fishes getting cold, and how it was exactly seven fishes again (paralleling the seven fishes christmas tradition in episode 6). how luca had sent marcus the "every second counts" plate, and how marcus ended up missing various calls from his mom's nurse because of the work he was so dedicated to, possibly missing the last chance ever to spend a few precious seconds with his own mom.

how the first 12 minutes of 2x10 was filmed as one long take, and the camera kept focusing on and following different characters through the restaurant, making things feel smooth. the long take continuing until the moment where carmy gets locked in the fridge and syd tells everybody to hold their work for a second so that she can think, and then the scene cutting from syd's face to the ticketing machine for the very first time, back to syd, back to the ticketing machine going crazy (showing syd panicking, feeling overwhelmed), and then continuously cutting through the rest of the episode, making everything feel extra hectic and fast 😭

i am on the FLOOR about all these things, i CAN'T 😭😭

hiii friend i literally love ALL of this!!! loved reading this fr love that other people love the show as much as i do! my thoughts r gonna be equally as messy here lmfaoooo bear w me (🐻)

this season did so well in further characterizing everyone. like that flashback episode told us so much about carmy and richie and mikey and nat. all the characters sent away on their own little journeys was so lovely— marcus! tina! syd!

this season is literally like… all the characters getting better and becoming better (professionally) while still having all this personal shit to deal w underneath. very curious to see where they take marcus/his mom, syd/her dad, the berzattos/donna, RICHIEE....

richie is my fave character fr i looooove him. he’s also jus so so funny (like in s1 telling syd not to be hysterical behind the wheel or whatever.) richie and carmy's relationship is so so interesting. 2x10 fight alone- which i've already talked about- but also like.... something about how carmy and richie’s grief and how their initial relationship to each other is defined through their connection to michael?!? like how carmy rly sees richie as michael’s best friend, and richie will always see carmy as michael’s little brother…. etc.... richie and carmy's dynamic drives me INSANE. also just.....surgerates fucko!!!!

the first part of 2x10 being one shot was SO GOOD literally just how all of 1x07 was one shot!! ALSO the ticketing machine spitting out anxiety notes like in s1 when carmy was freaking out and seeing “you’re a piece of shit // you killed him” etc etc lmaoooo the trauma of the kitchen environment✨ carmy and syd are such narrative FOILS let's go

unpopular opinion here too but i loooove claire hope she comes back <3333

and yes (@everyone) feel free to message me whenever!! promise i'm friendly

[howtowearblackinthesummer]

See THIS is why I needed my tumblr back.

I know a therapist is what I really need but this app is free 😭

I have been doing REALLY BAD for an extended period of time now. I have a panic attack almost every morning that comes with nausea. I’ll smoke to stop the nausea but it doesn’t help the lack of motivation to leave my bed. When I finally do get dressed to go to work I’m already 2 shots in before I get there and I drink sporadically throughout the day. I’m fucking a married man that I work with, planning on fucking a different guy that I work with out of sheer curiosity, and bcuz of a few bitter women I am now the resident slut in my workplace. My clients and admin love me so my job isn’t in jeopardy but I’m not well liked amongst colleagues. My days are so energetically taxing that by the time I get home I’m EXHAUSTED. I don’t wanna talk, tidy up, I don’t even have the energy to roll the blunt that I believe would make me feel better (or at least numb). I either cry most of the way home or just ride here in silence. I have no motivation or energy to even draw or play video games. I feel physically attractive but I don’t think I like who I am anymore. I’m just always fuckin tired or sad.

I thought I was doing well to build my credit and become a homeowner, but now even my dad has given up and suggests I move out of my house and into an apartment instead. I hate being a disappointment and lately that’s all I see when I look in the mirror. I never finished college. I didn’t even go to school for art or teaching so I constantly feel like an imposter, and even though I’ve been given a raise and a promotion I don’t think I’m actually taken seriously.

I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. I hurt so bad internally that I impulsively got tattoos that didn’t even hurt. Last time I got like this I cut myself to see if I could even still feel things bcuz I felt so numb and apathetic.

THEN I don’t have anyone I can talk to about all this. My friends have their own lives. And honestly I think they’re my friends, but I don’t think I’m theirs fr. Not from their perspectives.

I just feel so rejected and unwanted. Like if it weren’t for the kids at my job (and of course my mom) I don’t think I’d actually be missed ? Like it’d be a passing memory of “oh I wonder what happened to Taylor” with no further follow up.

I also feel unworthy of even being able to vent about my sadness. I didn’t grow up in an impoverished or abusive home. I haven’t experienced the death of someone close to me. I have chosen to end the lives of beings growing inside me and I carry that guilt TREMENDOUSLY.

Like I really and truly don’t want to be here, but who am I to take away the life that my mother prayed for. A life she kept and wept for. She wouldn’t understand why I couldn’t just hold on until she left first. Parents aren’t supposed to bury their children. But FUCK

I want my mania back 😭😭 where is that delusional hyperactive bitch when you need her.

Thank you tumblr for being a void I can scream into that sometimes echoes louder than the void inside of me. Maybe one day I’ll feel full again.

[rizubaby]

You're My Toy | Kokichi Ouma.

genre ; nsfw oneshot.

request ; Kokichi Ouma with a sweet and submissive s/o whom he just wants to break.

summary ; you've been studying all day, trying to prepare for a big test. Kokichi is not a fan of someone or something taking your attention away from him, so he decides to punish you for it.

tags ; fem!reader, boyfriend experience, rough sex, degradation, corruption and mindbreak, cum play, usage of sex toys, vulgar language.

wc ; 1,7k.

note ; this was such a blast to write! I was on a roll while writing this so I managed to finish it quicker than I initially thought. I hope you like it! ♡

This is an 18+ post. Minors dni.

It's almost 11 pm. You've been behind your desk all day, studying for a big test you have coming up in a couple days. Even though everyone around you has no doubt you'll ace the test, you can't help but feel like you need to study so much your brain'll start to hurt. You lower your head onto the desk, letting out a tired sigh.

A moment passes and suddenly, you hear your boyfriend Kokichi enter your study. You don't even bother to look up since you're so exhausted. He's probably here just to annoy you again or to try and keep you from your work.

"S/o."

Just as you slowly lift your head from your desk, you notice Kokichi is looking rather serious. He has his hands balled into fists, seemingly frustrated about something. "K-kokichi? what's wrong?" you ask, not expecting him to look at you the way that he did. Did something happen? Was he mad at you?

Without warning, he steps towards you and turns your desk chair around, now facing him directly. He brings his face closer to yours and aggressively presses his lips against yours. You're surprised, but lean into the passionate kiss nonetheless. You feel your cheeks burn up a bit, one of his hands on your thigh as the other suddenly pulls on your hair. Your head is yanked back a bit, breaking up the kiss instantly. He looks mad.

"You... You've been neglecting me all. day. It's driving me insane, you know that?" he whispers into your ear, biting at your neck with a slightly aggressive undertone. You flinch, not expecting him to behave like this. You fumble with your words, not knowing exactly how to properly respond to him while he's doing all these things to you.

Kokichi suddenly pulls away, leaving you blushing bright red and shaken up in your chair. He gives you one last glance before turning around and leaving the room, closing the door behind him.

Not able to fully comprehend what just happened, you let your face fall into the palms of your hands. What was that about?

Concerned about having hurt Kokichi's feelings, you stand up from your chair and decide to pull yourself together and head towards the bedroom. You slowly make your way down the hall and open the door to you guys' bedroom. He's...not there?

"K...Kokichi? where are yo--" you're suddenly cut off by the sound of the bedroom door closing behind you, him standing right behind you. Right as you're turning around to look at him, he grabs you by the collar of your blouse and harshly pulls you towards him. A smirk appears on his face, yet you're not sure what it means.

You never know what that look means.

"Get on the bed. Now." he orders, his devilish smirk making you worry just a little bit. Doing as he says, you slowly walk backwards towards the bed until you feel the edge bump against your legs, not breaking the eye contact. You slowly sit down onto the edge of the bed, your cheeks burning up again.

"Like I said, you've been ignoring me all day and neglecting your duties as my girlfriend. What are you going to do to make it up to me, hm?" he walks towards you, lifting your chin up as he takes a good look at your flustered face. You're always so sweet and innocent, at times like this it makes him want to ruin and corrupt you even more.

"U-um... I can-" you mumble, not sure what you were even going to answer. "What was that? I can't hear you." he remarked, raising his eyebrow sadistically.

"I-I... I can be your toy?" you stutter, slightly embarrassed by what you had just said. He seemed to like it though, since his mischievous grin only seemed to grow larger.

"That's right. You're my toy."

Kokichi suddenly pushes you back onto the bed, aggressively spreading your legs apart. It all happened so fast, you didn't have time to fully wrap your head around what was happening. As you look down, you see Kokichi's face from between your legs, his purple eyes gazing right at you. He pulls your laced panties to the side and snickers devilishly. "Look at this, you're already so wet from that! You're so dirty s/o, I'm so ashamed to call you my girlfriend..." he spoke in a degrading tone, reaching inside the pocket of his jacket as he pulled out what looked like a pink vibrator.

He wasted no time, turning the toy on and holding it against your sensitive clit. You immediately arched your back in response to the sudden and intense feeling you got from it, gripping the sheets tightly. You hear Kokichi giggle from underneath you, clearly enjoying your reaction. "This is nothing. Let's see how much you can really take," he says before forcefully pushing the vibrator inside your pussy. You let out a surprised and pained moan, much to Kokichi's liking.

Shaking profusely from the intense pleasure, you feel your eyes tearing up, your grip on the bedsheets becoming so tight you feel like you're going to tear a hole in them with your nails. From your half closed blurry eyes, you see Kokichi stand up from underneath you, unbuckling his belt. "Get up."

You look at him with teary eyes, still trembling from the toy vibrating inside your hole. "I said: Get. Up." His eyes feeling like they're piercing right through you, you slowly get up, your face bright red as beads of sweat form on your forehead. Kokichi grins at your lewd expression, whipping his dick out from his pants. "Now suck me off, you dirty slut."

Blushing heavily, you get onto all fours and move to the edge of the bed where Kokichi is standing, bringing your face closer to his shaft. It's perfect in size, twitching slightly as you wrap your hand around it. You prepare yourself to take his shaft inside your mouth as you suddenly feel Kokichi's hand push your head down onto his length. You choke in surprise, but quickly adjust to the new feeling as you bob your head up and down his shaft.

"Wow s/o, you're soooo naughty... Listen to those dirty sounds you're making! You're so disgusting." He remarks, snickering maliciously as he looks at you taking his entire length inside your mouth. "Let's really make you my dirty little bitch, shall we?" he says as he grabs a small remote from his back pocket. He holds it up proudly and presses a small button on the tiny device.

You immediately feel the vibrator that's still inside your hole start to vibrate more intensely. You stop for a second, moaning onto his cock as you feel your legs shake uncontrollably in response. You hear Kokichi laugh in amusement, pushing your head even further onto his shaft. You sputter, finally feeling your orgasm wash over you as you feel the tip of his shaft touch the back of your throat. Your eyes roll back into your skull, feeling Kokichi's hot cum shoot into the back of your throat simultaneously. You let out a weak moan, still not completely done riding out your climax.

Kokichi slowly pulls his dick out of your mouth, some drops of cum rolling down your chin as you take a moment to catch your breath. Your eyes are still blurry and your face feels burning hot, bringing your hand up to your face as you catch the remaining droplets of cum with your finger. Kokichi looks at you with a faint blush now apparent on his cheeks. You let your fingers run against the tip of his dick once more, gathering the last bits of his cum and bringing it to your mouth.

"Look at you, such a dirty cum slut... Who's my little cum princess, hm?" he asks degradingly. "I-I am," you reply, now feeling like any type of dignity and self-respect you had left has completely evaporated. "That's right, nyehehe..."

Having had enough of your mouth, Kokichi orders you to turn around once more, pulling the vibrator out of your soaking pussy. You gasp softly at the sudden feeling of emptiness, looking over your shoulder to meet your eyes with his. "K-Kokichi, please... I-I want--" you mumble, suddenly feeling his cold fingers stroke against your entrace. You shiver, letting out a surprised moan.

"Let's finish you off, hehehe..." Kokichi giggles, positioning the tip of his dick in between your folds, pushing into you painfully slow. Now having his entire length inside you, he doesn't move an inch. You turn around and look at him, his devilish grin staring back at you. You feel like you're going insane, wanting to move your hips against him to have at least some type of friction. He stops you though, not allowing you to move.

"Ah, ah ah... not yet. I want to hear you beg for me, you little slut." Kokichi says, his expression turning stoic. Feeling like you're losing your grip on reality, desperate begs and moans flow out of your mouth, begging for him to move and to fuck you senseless. Kokichi laughs. "I never expected you to say such dirty words s/o, I will have to punish you for that."

You immediately feel him start to move, picking up the pace rather quickly as he thrusts into you with full force. He grips your sides tightly with one hand, the other slapping your ass aggressively. Loud moans spill out of you, thick tears rolling down your cheeks. He grabs your wrists, keeping them placed on your back as your face buries itself into the mattress. You didn't imagine Kokichi to be this rough and degrading, but you were slipping into a state of pure bliss, not caring about anything anymore. The only thing you could think about was Kokichi ramming into you, your tongue rolling out of your mouth from the intense pleasure.

You hear soft grunts and giggles coming from behind you, indicating that Kokichi was getting close to his climax once again. His pace speeding up even more makes your eyes roll into the back of your head, letting out a loud scream as you feel his hot load fill you up again.

Trembling uncontrollably, you feel yourself cumming as well, feeling the mix of your juices trickle down your legs. Kokichi snickers, giving you one last spank before pulling out of you.

He takes a step back and admires the pretty sight of your demolished hole trembling before him, running his finger along your hole and bringing his cum soaked finger to his mouth. He licks it off, a satisfied grin forming on his face.

"That'll teach you, my little sex freak."

[volleychumps]

Requesting cheating angst with Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Akaashi, and Atsumu? Rip my heart apart please😌😌♥️

oH SHIT let’s do a remix on the fluff for this one post, everybody- I’m in an angsty mood so uh, eskettit :( I couldn’t make it past Akaashi’s scenario and I had so many breaks, so proceed at your own risk, everyone! 

Turn and Keep Going. (Kuroo, Iwaizumi, and Akaashi) - angst -

TW: CHEATING, CURSING, ANGST- no fr I ugly cried and I wrote it

Kuroo

“Y/N. Where do you keep the extra towels again?”

You didn’t mean to see it. In fact, if you had the choice on whether or not you did- 

you would have chosen not to. 

The phone in your hand became tightened in an iron-clad grip as a chuckle with a nervous tinge to it slipped Kuroo’s mouth, and the world seemed to drown out for a moment. As if the world around you submerged into the water of the sea, where everything you could hear was jumbled as a strange heat flooded your vision, choking your lungs with the salt of the ocean. 

“Y/N?” The garbled voice was questioning now as your eyes stayed glued to the screen, of the naked set of breasts and invites, even worse- 

the accepting replies. 

That was all it took for you to flinch away from the hand that Kuroo had carefully set on your back hunched over the device, the towel he had been using to dry off his hair falling to the floor in a heap of material as the raven-haired boy finally entered your bedroom from his post-practice shower. 

Still, the phone remained tightened in your hand so tight to the point where your knuckles were turning white. 

“Why are you going through my phone?” The accusatory edge to Kuroo’s voice had risen, and so did you to your feet, the device hitting the floor next to the towel as you fight to keep your head afloat.

“How long?” Your voice cracked, no matter how hard you fought the breaking feeling spreading across your chest as Kuroo seemed to still completely, and you didn’t need to look at him fully in the face to know how utterly guilty he looked. 

“W-What do you-?” 

“Don’t.” Your voice was soft, refusing to meet the captain’s eyes now, not knowing just who was standing in your room. 

Not knowing just who was the man now holding your face in his hands, urging you to look at him with his own flood falling on his cheeks as his words remained garbled. Still, you let him. 

“Baby. Kitten-fuck. I don’t know what you think you saw, but I love you! I wasn’t completely there when I-” 

“Fucked her?” Your voice hadn’t risen, eyes glazed over in a haze as Kuroo’s voice hitched. 

“No. Nononono- Y/N, kitten-” 

“T-Tetsurou?” The name felt foreign on your tongue as your head finally rose to meet his, willing everything inside you to hold it back as Kuroo held you tighter, as if his arms would salvage what was falling apart. 

“Get out.” 

“Y/N. Please.” His voice fell to a whisper- 

and the dam broke. 

“I SAID GET THE HELL OUT.” You screamed, falling to your knees as your arms wrapped around yourself, knowing you were all you had in the world at the moment. You saw his legs approach you, before hesitating and turning the other way, clenched fists creating bloody marks in his hands from his fingernails as he complied. 

“And Tetsurou.” You spat just as his legs stall in the doorway, watching as Kuroo’s feral and playful eyes that once painted every edge of your universe seemed to be fighting to remain stable. The captain heard those words, and couldn’t fight the sobs beginning to wreck his body as the voice he loved echoed in his ears with parting words- 

Your voice didn’t crack this time. 

“Don’t come back.” 

Iwaizumi

“She’s a nobody.” 

You jump at the sound of the voice, humorless chuckle slipping your lips as Iwa steps to your side, dark eyes looking tired and void of any light that might had once lit up his dark irises. You look out at the landscape, still looking straight forward as the ace settles next to you, hanging his forearm across his bent knee. 

“How did you find me?” 

“It’s been two years. I know you, Y/N.” Iwaizumi’s eyes bore into your side profile, and more sarcastic giggles make their way past your lips as you hug your knees to your chest, jabbing him where it hurts. 

“Funny. I really thought I knew you, Hajime-” 

“Don’t you start with that shit.”

You lazily finally meet Iwa’s eyes, causing the ace to feel the lump growing in his throat at the amount of light drained from the look of them, mirroring his own. Iwa moistens his lips, trying to get his head back on track as the heat tinges at the sides of his eyes. 

“We love each other, don’t we?” 

“Yeah. We did.” 

Iwa flinches at the past-tense term, feeling his breathing hollow out at the sound of it. 

“We must’ve at some point, right?” All cried-out, you watch the sun seem to slowly sink into the horizon in a mix of color as your eyes soak in its’ prettiness, as if the light from the sun would somehow bring the gleam back to your eyes-

but every time you closed them, all you saw was Iwaizumi fiercely kissing another girl in the passenger seat of her car, fist clenched in her hair as he kissed her with anger from the fight he had with you-

“You do. You love me.” The denial sunk in as you laugh. And you laugh some more as if that were the most idiotic thing in the world. “And I love you, Y/N- princess, we can make this work and get through this-!” 

“I don’t want to, though.” You cut him off, drawing circles in the dirt as you remember the nights teasing Iwa for showing too little emotion- not knowing that the most you would get out of him would be after he stuck his tongue down another girl’s throat. 

“Don’t you get that?” You shake your head, smiling as if you can’t believe it, shoving Iwa’s attempt of holding you off of you as you raise to your feet, soaking in the colors as they fade to a more dark color palate. 

“I don’t give a fuck about some nobody, don’t you get that?!” Iwa’s on his feet now too, and you finally begin to crack as you look out to the horizon, a familiar heat flooding your vision as you smile. 

“Hey, Hajime.” You ignore his cry, prompting the dark-haired boy to look in the same direction you were. “This is where it all started, didn’t it? Where you kissed me, and promised that you would always protect me, right?” 

Iwa’s own eyes brim with frustration as the stinging heat from earlier takes over, feeling the mix of regret and heartbreak begin to settle in as you turn and give him a smile. No sarcastic intention behind it as you close your eyes, Iwa’s eyes widening at the sight of something he’d never get to see again. 

“I guess you really don’t know me, after all.” You smile to the point where its’ painful, spinning on your heel. “I came because I knew you’d find me, not to fix whatever this is, but-” 

You’re turned around now, the sun fading into night as you will your legs to keep walking. 

“To say goodbye to you, Hajime.” 

And so, the dark-haired ace watched as you walked off into the distance and out of his life for a problem he created, yells of frustration enclosed in his throat and the need to punch something ever-so prevalent- 

as the sky above now swirled with dark pigment. 

Akaashi

“Don’t. Don’t go, please.” 

“Keiji, let go.” You tug your arm in an attempt to make the messy-haired boy release you, trembling when he pulls you into his chest, burying his head in your neck as the hot tears hit your skin, prompting you to bite your lip and fight the urge to hold him back as your own eyes burn. If he wouldn’t let you go, then-

You can’t help the vicious words from slipping. “She’s waiting, you should go to her, shouldn’t you?” 

“Stop. D-Don’t say that-” 

“Am I wrong?” Your voice remains stable to your surprise, causing Akaashi to tighten his hold on you even more. “The girl who came out after you in your shower...who is she?” 

“No one! No one, Y/N, you were so far for so long, and-” 

“And what?” You question emotionlessly. “You have needs? You were lonely? Cut the bullshit.” 

“Do you know what it’s been like?” Akaashi’s voice is soft with an angry edge as he pulls back, still holding you in his arms as if to keep you there for an eternity, and for a minute, time does stop- 

and you soak in the reality. Life tore you two apart, distanced yet together, far away yet still part of the same relationship. The blue-eyed boy would never be able to rewind the clock and keep you as his no matter what life hurled- 

“Let go.” 

“Fuck if I do.” 

Your strong exterior begins to crumble as Akaashi watches with now widened eyes as the viciousness drains only to be replaced with sorrow, relief filling his heart when you hold him back just as tightly, your chin resting on his shoulder as your grateful he won’t be able to see what kind of expression crosses your features. 

“Keiji.” You whisper almost child-like, causing Akaashi’s heart to swell with hope until the next words make his heart stop. 

“Eat healthy, will you? I know Bokuto likes to drag you around to all these places, but too much ramen isn’t good for you-” 

“Y/N?” 

“And please, for god sakes, make sure you remember to pick up your suit from the laundromat on Thursdays, I know you’re presentations are usually on Fridays-” 

“Y/N.” 

“Oh, and don’t forget- you always make it a point to drop by Konoha’s for a guy night on the fourth of every month, so don’t drink too much because it gives you a massive migraine in the middle of the night-” 

“Y/N!” 

“And Keiji?” You pull back, corners of your mouth pulled back as you cup his face gently, leaning your forehead against his as Akaashi Keiji freezes in shock as the love of his life, his future, his world- 

Smiles a wordless goodbye, capturing his lips as Akaashi wonders how to turn the hands of time, forcing the laws of nature to bend for his selfish desires as his arms slacken- 

“Be happy.” You whisper, retracting your arms and hands before stepping out of his now weak grip, brushing past him with a finality in your steps as time refuses to stop, Akaashi fighting every instinct on forcing you to stay with him- 

letting you go as the hands of time continue to move along with your steps away from him, the setter lifting a hand to his mouth before he falls to his knees and looks up to the sky- 

wishing he had more hours, minutes, and seconds to see that smile for just a bit longer. 

“Yeah. You do the same, love.”

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LMAO GO READ SOME OF MY FLUFF IF THIS MADE YOU SAD I’M SORRY 

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[skycollides]

Missed You

Billy Russo x Reader

Authors note: I apologize in advance for grammar or spelling mistakes

English isn’t my native language.

Let me know if you want to be tagged.

Requests are open. Feel free to send them in.

Warning: smut, fluffy end

Words: 2.045

It is Friday night and you’re waiting for your boyfriend Billy to come home. You hadn’t been able to spend some proper time with each other since you were both busy with work lately. He promised you to come home earlier today. You’re currently in the bathroom checking your makeup one last time when you hear Billy call out for you.

’’Y/N you home??’’ you hear his voice.

’’Yes’’ you reply and leave the bathroom only wearing your newest lingerie and one of his shirts.

’’There’s my girl’’ he says and licking his lips walking towards you.

’’Hey my love’’ you say before he grabs your jaw with his left hand bringing your lips to his.You wrap your arms around his waist brining his body closer to yours.

’’I missed you’’ he says after you pull away to get some air.

’’I missed you too Billy. ’’ you smile and start kissing his neck.

’’I love you Y/n so much.’’ you pull away to look in his eyes and all you see is love and adoration. 

’’I love you too babe.’’ 

’’You look so good in my clothes - better than I do to be honest. Have I ever told you that before?’’ he says and watches you with hungry eyes while licking his lips. 

’’You look so incredibly sexy baby. God what are you doing to me’’ he says and you notice the growing bulge in his pants. He picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist pressing your lips onto his. He carries you to your shared bedroom and towards the bed. Billy lays you down. You sit up and open his belt while he is undressing his upper body.

’’Looks like someone missed me Mr.  Russo.’’ you say smiling while stroking his dick through the material. Billy lets out a low moan. 

’’You have no fucking idea Y/N. I have been missing you like crazy.’’

You slowly take of his boxers finally freeing his throbbing dick. You can’t help but smile at the sight in front of you. He looks down at you and you smirk at him before you give all your attention to his erection. You give his tip a soft kisses.

’’Don’t be such a tease babygirl.’’ he says and his hands find their way automatically to your head grabbing your hair pulling them together into a ponytail. You look up to him one last time admiring his handsome face before before you slip his tip in between your lips before taking him deeper into your mouth. He lets out a low moan and you feel him shift under your touch. Your lips work their way up and down his shaft. He started to thrust forward meeting your face each time. You become more eager wanting to have all of him inside your mouth. You grab his thighs before taking him in all the way all. He lets out a loud moan. His big cock causes you to gag but you shrug it off and keep going finally hearing what you were longing for the entire time.

’’God baby. You are amazing. You take me so well babygirl. You’re so good to me. Fuck please don’t stop.’’ You feel his hard length twitch in your mouth and pull him out. You lick your lips and he wipes your mouth with his hand.You move back to the middle of the bed waiting for your man to join you. Shortly after that Billy is hovering over you. He smashes his lips onto yours slipping his tongue into your mouth. You feel one of his hand sliding down your upper body in between your legs stroking your clothed pussy gently. You moan into his mouth. He releases your lips before speaking up.

’’You’re already so wet for me - so ready to take me and I haven’t even touched you yet. Who made you this wet baby? Who?’’

’’You did Billy Russo. Only you can no one else.’’ you say looking into his eyes.

’’That’s right baby I did. You’re mine!’’ he says with his husky voice. You love when he gets this possessive. 

’’Hips up’’ he says before you do as you’re told and he frees your now dripping wet pussy. He throws your thong away while you get a rid of your bra. You lay down again and his hand goes straight to your throbbing heat. He lets his thumb glide over your clit before sliding 2 fingers inside of you. 

’’Fuck Billy - Faster please’’ you beg him and he fulfills your wish. Your moans get louder each time he thrusts into you. ’’I-I’m gonna cum please don’t stop’’ 

’’Cum for me baby girl. Show me the good girl you are and cum all over my fingers’’

Hearing those words leave his mouth is enough for you. Your walls clench around his fingers and you scream out his name.

’’God there is nothing more beautiful than seeing you cum undone Y/n’’ he says and pulls his fingers out of your pussy before sticking them into his mouth needing to test you. 

’’You taste so sweet baby I swear this is my favorite flavor.’’ 

He spreads your legs with his hand before kneeling down in-between of them. 

’’You ready for me Y/n?’’ he asks and you nod not trusting your voice right now.

He takes his cock in his hand stroking it before sliding the tip between your lips moving up and down.

’’I need you Billy please!’’ you beg. With one thrust his cock is buried inside you all the way. The both of you can’t help but moan out each others names after finally becoming one again. He starts trusting slow at first to make sure his girl is comfortable. Billy leans down and kisses you passionately sliding his tongue in your mouth. You grab his head pulling him closer. One he releases your lips you look at him and ask ’’Let me be on top of you?’’

He stops in his tracks pulling away from you. You can’t help but whine after he pulled himself out of you. He lays down and you swing your leg over his waist sitting on top of him. He strokes your thighs as you get in position and lower yourself on his length. You bring your hands down to his chest for support before you start moving. You quicken your pace needing to hear Billys moans.

’’God you take me so well baby. You feel so damn good around me. This is my pussy. This is where my cock belongs right Y/n?’’

’’Yes it’s your pussy yours alone Mr. Russo.’’ 

’’That’s right!’’

He sits up moving his lips to your right nipple sucking and nibbling on it while his other hand gabs your ass supporting your movement. Once he releases your right nipple he repeats his action showing your other breast the same love.

’’Fuck Billy you feel so good. I can’t believe I had to miss out on this cock for 2 weeks.’’

He lets go of your breast and says ’’Neither can I. Never again. I try to be home earlier. I don’t wanna go without you more than I have to’’.

After that he flips the both of you over so he’s on top of you again.

He quickens his pace and you can’t help but let out a scream every time he hits your spot. 

’’Tell me what you want Y/n. Huh? What do you need my love?’’  he asks with an unsteady voice.

’’Go faster - harder please I beg you’’ he grins and does as he’s told and you can’t help but scratch his back needing to hold onto him while he is pounding into you hard.

’’Fuck babe I’m gonna cum’’

’’Cum for me baby girl’’ he orders and you follow his order. Tears are forming in your eyes because of this unbelievable pleasure. You scream out his name never wanting this moment to end. He keeps pounding into you and you feel his cock starting to twitch.

’’Please cum inside of me. Fill me up Billy. I beg you.’’ with that being said he can’t hold back and empties himself inside of you covering your walls with his cum . He thrusts a few more times and kisses you before laying down on top of you trying not squash you under his weight. You wrap your arms around your man stoking his back while the both of you are trying to catch your breaths.

’’Shit this was amazing you were amazing. I love you Y/n’’

’’I agree babe. I love you too Billy so much.’’ you answer him. Once Billy breathing is back to normal he is trying to remove himself from you but you won have it. You wrap your legs around him stoping him in his movement. He gives you a questioning look.

’’I’m not ready to let go of you yet. I need to feel you inside of me just a little bit longer.’’ you say and he nods understanding. He flips you over so you’re on top of him and he wraps his arms around you giving you a kiss on the head.

You caress his chest while his fingers are moving up and down your back. The both of you are laying there enjoying the silence simply being happy to be in each others embrace again.

’’I’m off the pill Billy.’’ you say and look up to him.

’’I know and it’s okay.’’ he says and smiles.

’’So you knew and you still decided against the condom?’’ you say with wide eyes. You’re surprised since the two of you never talked about children before.

’’Yes. I love you Y/n. I love you so much it scares me sometimes. I never felt anything like this in my life before. You’re my endgame Y/n. I will make you Mrs. Russo one day I swear. Back to the whole condom thing. I wouldn’t mind having a little you or me running around. Whatever happens - happens. You end up pregnant I’ll be happy. If not that’s okay too. We have our whole life in font of us.’’

Saying you’re shocked is an understatement. When you met Billy 3 years ago you got to know him and learned about his way with woman. So him telling you about his feelings and that he wants to be with you - to be in a serious relationship with you came as a surprise. 

’’Babe I don’t know what to say.’’ you say trying to find the right words.

’’Forest I said something’’ he says shoving you off him trying to get off the bed but before he can you pull him back.

’’Stay Billy. Listen I want this too do you hear me. I want you William Russo , all of you. You can’t get a rid of me’’ you laugh.

’’I’m just surprised because we never talked about kids or marriage. When I met you you had a different women every time we met. I never saw you as a guy who would settle down. Now we’ve been together for 2 years. I’m happy Billy I really am. You make me happy. By the way Y/n Russo has a nice ring don’t you think?’’ you say.

’’Yes you’re right. I was quite the ladies man. Frank always takes about quality over quantity so when I really got to know you better I finally understood what he was talking about. I changed my ways for you , for us - for our future. I can’t imagine being with anyone else but you.’’ he says and you have to yawn.

’’Tired babygirl?’’

’’Yes you wore me out babe.’’ you say and lift the covers hoping he will get under with you.

’’Take a nap with me Billy?’’ you ask him sweetly and he lays down with you.

’’Only if I can have you again after we wake up’’ he smirks

’’As if I would deny it to you.’’ you say and cuddle into his chest. He kisses your head and wraps his arms around you and closes his eyes.

’’Night Y/n. I love you.’’

’’Nighty B. I love you too.’’ you say before drifting off to the dreamland.

[mandakatt]

Fire Emblem Three Houses Fic - Without you - Ashe Ubert/Felix Hugo Fraldarius

A/N: I got shown @badthingshappenbingo​ by a friend of mine, and requested my own card. 

One slot down, many to go!

Characters: Ashe Duran/Felix Hugo Fraldarius, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Dedue Molinaro, Mercedes Von Martritz Warnings: Missing Character, Presumed Dead, Injury, Blood and Injury, Grief/Mourning, Hurt/Comfort - I promise you, there is a happy ending! Word Count: 2517 Summary: The battle at Gronder field would be one that would haunt Felix for the rest of his life. Because after the smoke cleared, he'd realized that he'd gotten separated from Ashe...and that was a mistake that cost Ashe his life. And now, Felix must figure out how to go on without him.

“Hey, Fe…” 

Felix stopped on his way to the training hall, his head slowly turning to glare at Sylvain. “What?”

Sylvain blinked at him as he came to a stop before he gave him a gentle smile. “C’mon, don’t be like that. I just…” and he went a little wide eyed as Felix glared at him harder, almost angrily. “I just wanted to see if you wanted someone to train with today. That’s all.”

Felix took in a deep breath before huffing softly and looking back at the training hall. “Fine.” and without another word pushed his way inside. He moved to where he always kept his training sword before pausing as Ashe’s bow sat propped up against the rack. His hand trembled a little as he stared at it before he clenched his hand into a fist and angrily snatched his sword off the rack. He growled under his breath as he pulled it free of its sheath and tossed that to the dirt before turning his head to look at Sylvain. 

“Right then, I guess we’re doing this the usual way huh?” Sylvain gave him a cocky smirk as he picked up a lance then moved to take up a stance. “Come on then Fe...show me what you’ve got.”

“Stop talking!” Felix growled as he rushed at him, striking at him with such fury in swing that he could actually feel the lance almost rattle in Sylvain’s grip. 

It was a strike that Sylvain was used to, but damn if that extra oomph behind it didn’t surprise him. He quickly corrected his stance, countering with a strike of his own before he spun it, and managed to score a good hit with the shaft against Felix’s ribs. 

But if it hurt or not, Felix never reacted to it.

Felix moved back and went after him again, blow after blow rang out loudly in the hall, followed by Felix’s angry shouting at each strike, but honestly, Sylvain didn’t care. This was the first bit of emotion he’s seen from him in days. Ever since--

“Pay attention!” and Felix brought his sword around, striking him hard enough in the side that it almost knocked the wind out of him. 

“Ah! Fuck!”

“I said,  pay attention! ”

“I am!” Sylvain smirked at him, taking a step back to take up another stance. “I already managed to hit you once, that says something right…?”

Felix growled and rushed in again, though Sylvain could tell that he was growing more and more angry as his strikes were getting sloppy, and when they had to actually cross weapons once he noticed the dark circles under Felix’s eyes. He blinked at him then scowled. 

“Have you been sleeping…?”

Felix visibly tensed then growled, pushing him off. “I’m fine.”

“Fe--”

“Shut up Sylvain. I am fine.” Felix rubbed at one of his eyes before he huffed and took up another stance. “Just--”

“No, you’re not fine.” Sylvain interrupted, a scowl on his face. “Fe. Come on. You know he--”

“Do not say his name,” Felix snarled then suddenly charged in, grunting loudly when his sword bounced off the shaft of Sylvain’s lance. “Do not say anything about him! Do not tell me he would be worried! Do not tell me that he would tell me that I need to rest! Do not--” and he growled as his voice cracked as he rushed him again. “--Do not tell me that he would want me to take care of myself! He is no longer here. What he wants doesn’t matter anymore!”

Felix suddenly swung wildly, almost as if he’d lost the grip of his blade. Sylvain took a step back, dropped his lance and suddenly wrapped Felix up in his arms. 

“Let me go!”

“No,” Sylvain clung to him just a bit tighter. 

“Dammit Sylvain! Let me go!” Felix tried to swing at him but all Sylvain did was hold him tighter, his face buried in his hair at the back of his head. He snarled and squirmed only to cry out louder. “Get off me!”

“No.”

“Sylvain!”

“I said. No.” 

Felix growled, his entire form trembling as Sylvain clung to him, and he suddenly remembered that the last time Sylvain had held onto him in such ways was when Glenn--and it was like all the strength went out of his limbs. His sword clattered to the dirt as he hung his head. He felt his entire body tremble as his legs gave out from under him, and it was then he realized the noise he heard in the hall was a noise that  he  was making. 

He was sobbing so hard he could barely breathe. 

“I’ve got you, Fe. Let it out…” Sylvain said softly as they sank to the ground on their knees.

“If… If I had been there…”

“Shhh…” 

“I...every time I go to sleep. I see him. I’m so close but..I just...I  can’t --”

“Keep breathing Felix,” Sylvain said softly as he gently held him against his chest, lightly rocking him. “Keep breathing...” 

“...I can’t do this… I can’t… This nightmare has to stop…”

Sylvain looked pained for a moment as Felix continued to sob in his arms, only to realize when it got quiet that Felix had actually cried himself to sleep. With a sigh, he slowly scooped him up into his arms to carry him back to his room. 

“Sylvain?!” 

Pausing on his way, he gave Dimitri a little bit of a smile as the Prince came running up. 

“Is he alright?”

“Yeah,” he said with a sigh. “He will be eventually anyway.”

Dimitri looked sad for a moment before he nodded his head. “Do let me know if there’s anything I can do?”

Sylvain gave him a gentle smile. “You’ll have to ask him when he wakes up but...yeah. I’ll try.” and he continued on his way. 

Once in Felix’s room he sort of gasped softly at the state it was in. He had to pick his way through the things that were laying haphazardly on the floor on his way to Felix’s bed before placing him gently in it, and covering him up. He knew if he woke alone that Felix would sort of shut down again, so…

“You do know there are other ways of getting me to clean your room, right?” 

Sylvain chuckled softly to himself as he started to pick up the floor. Books, and knickknacks that looked as if they had been thrown at the wall in anger, and he had to be careful to not cut his fingers on something that looked like glass, which might have actually been what was left of one of the cups from the kitchen.

He paused however when he heard Felix shift with a groan from the bed behind him.

“Hey…” Sylvain called gently as he got up from what he was doing and moved over to the edge of the bed to sit down on it. “Hi there.”

“Sylvian?” 

“We’re in your room. You kinda passed out after I hit you pretty good. Sorry bout that!”

Felix gave him a bit of a skeptical look but sighed as he slowly sat up, and leaned against the headboard. His head was absolutely throbbing, but he wasn’t sure if that was from all the crying he did, or if Sylvain had actually hit him and he didn’t remember. 

“I--”

“Yeah! Just a second,” Sylvain called cheerfully as he got up from the bed to answer the door, to find Dimitri and Dedue on the other side of it. “Oh! Well hello there Your Highness. Nice of you to come visit.”

Dimitri gave Sylvain a gentle smile before looking over at Felix. “I am sorry to interrupt, but, we brought you some tea, and...company if you want it.”

“I don’t.” Felix huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. 

“Aw c’mon Fe, don’t be like that. The least you can do is drink the tea that Dedue made you.” Sylvain gave him a gentle smile, and noticed that Felix looked at his room in surprise. “Besides, I told you that I was going to help you clean up today, remember?”

“...right.” Felix blinked as most of the mess he’d made of his room was at least straightened, things were put away, and it looked almost as if the room was the way it had used to be before---he sighed deeply then looked over at Dimitri, and Dedue. Then huffed. “Fine, just bring it in and leave it. Then leave…”

Dedue nodded gently and brought in the tray to set it gently on the night table by Felix’s bed. He said nothing as he simply poured Felix a cup, and added just a little milk to it, the way he liked it before passing him the cup and saucer, and Felix blinked at it. 

“...how did--”

“Ashe spoke of you fondly. You were quite the subject of many of our conversations. From what you would like to eat, to how you disliked sweets, to how you took your tea.” Dedue watched him quietly for a moment. “I believe that I have come to know you a little better because of that.”

Felix’s hands trembled enough that the cup rattled gently against the saucer and he had to hold it then with both hands to stop it from doing so. He set it down on his lap and sighed deeply. 

“....why bring that up?”

“Because,” Dedue said softly as a soft gentle smile pulled his lips upwards. “No one is truly gone if you remember them.”

Felix blinked and looked up at Dedue, his eyes wide in surprise for a moment before he realized that Dedue was speaking from experience. He, out of everyone here except for Dimitri, probably understood the loss he was feeling, and with a sigh he looked back at the cup of tea in his hands. 

“Oh! You like milk in your tea huh? That’s...I’ve never tried it. Is it good?”

“See for yourself.”

“Oh fr-from your cup?” Ashe blinked at him and timidly took it from his hands, to take a sip. He then blinked. “Wow...I see. The milk actually makes the pine taste a bit more subtle, almost sweet in a way. I learned something new today! Thanks Felix!”

Felix felt his eyes burn, and he brought one hand up to rub at one of his eyes with a knuckle, as he groaned. Crying wasn’t going to get him anywhere. It didn’t bring anyone back from the dead no matter how much you cried for them to come back. 

The dead were dead and that was it. 

Ashe…

Ashe wasn’t coming back.

He took a deep breath before slowly bringing the tea up to his lips to take a sip, the gentle warmth of it seeping into his bones from the inside. 

“Oh! Good morning Felix. I have your tea waiting for you!”

“So you’re really not into sweets huh?”

“Here, it’s a sweet that we used to make at the restaurant. Haha, don’t give me that look, I promise it’s not sickly sweet, but it goes great with tea. The tea you like..uh...specifically.” 

“See!”

“I’m glad you liked it. And of course, I’d love to make them for you again.”

Felix found himself for the first time in days smiling gently at the cup of tea in his hands, and it was then he realized that Dedue, Sylvain, and Dimitri hadn’t left yet. With a sigh he slowly looked up at the much larger man. 

“...thanks.”

“I am happy to assist.”

Dimitri looked a little relieved and smiled at Sylvain when suddenly a shout caused him to turn on his heel. 

“Your Highness!”

“What is it?”

“A group of Mercenaries have arrived, with someone in tow.”

Dimitri looked confused a moment before looking back at Sylvain and Dedue, then gently nodded his head. Felix had gotten up quickly huffing at the concerned look that Dedue gave him. 

“I’m fine.” 

The four of them hurried quickly to the gate, only to be surprised as the men from Duscur, those same men that had saved Dedue, came walking in. Though the last of them was slow to enter, as they were helping someone to walk that had a hefty limp, but Felix recognized that shock of silver hair anywhere. 

“Ashe?”

The men stopped as the silver haired man lifted his head. He had one eye shut as that side of his head was stained with blood, his right ankle looked pretty badly twisted, and he had his arm around his middle, staunching a wound at his opposite side. 

“H-Hey...s...sorry I’m late...I kinda...got held up.”

“Ashe?!” Felix called again, and when he saw that smile, he rushed forward, pushing through the group of men to get to him. His arms went around him gently, but tightly, a hand fisting in the back of his hair as the two of them sank to the ground, and he buried his face into Ashe’s neck. 

The tears had started again, but he no longer cared. 

“Ashe!”

Ashe laughed a little, giving off a soft wet cough as he clung back to Felix as best as he was able to. “Y-yeah, it’s--ah!”

Felix immediately loosened the grip he had on him to draw his head back and look him over. And it was then that he realized just how hurt Ashe appeared. “Mercedes!”

“I’m here!” Mercedes called back as she pushed through the crowd that had gathered, quickly coming to Ashe’s side. She smiled at Felix brightly as her hands began to glow with magic as she started to heal the worst of Ashe’s wounds. “Don’t worry. He’ll be fine.”

“S-sorry to have caused trou--”

“Shut up.” Felix snapped at him, and though his words were harsh the expression on his face was soft, so full of concern for the man in his arms. “Don’t ever scare me like that again, do you hear me?”

Ashe let out a bit of a breathless laugh, and a soft wet cough before he winced a little, then nodded his head. “Y-yeah, I promise.”

“Good. I’m going to make you keep it just like the one that idot Sylvain promised me.” 

“Hey! We were kids when we made that!”

“Yes,” Felix confirmed, but never took his eyes off Ashe. “And so far, you’ve kept it. Same as I will. The same as Ashe will. Right?”

Ashe smiled softly, then lifted his hand to gently cup Felix’s cheek. “Ye-yeah, I promise. For as long as I live.” 

“Good,” and Felix moved close enough to once more hide his face against his neck, but he made sure that he wasn’t in Mercede’s way. His voice trembled, as he softly spoke against his skin. “...please, don’t go where I can’t follow.”

Ashe’s hand moved to the back of Felix’s head as he closed his eyes and sighed. He’d made it back, he was home, and with a smile he promised him softly. 

“I’ll always come back to you, Felix. I promise.”

[dadbodsarehot]

aizen is a whore.txt

rating: uhhh... lets say teen. it gets a little spicy at the end. not very but. a little bit 

pairing: gintsuya ( gin x tetsuya ) 

words: 1759 ( i did NOT think it was this long. oops ) 

summary: aizen fucks w tetsuyas head and. yknow i just wanted to write hurt comfort. you can probably guess wht happens. the actual filename fr this was “uh oh spaghettio” 

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"A moment of your time, Sakurai?"

Tetsuya stiffens, his customary place at Gins' side interrupted for a moment as he stops in place and the other man keeps going for a moment, as they both turn to look at the source of the voice. Aizen had never spoken directly to him- most of the time he felt invisible to the ex-captain, and that was widely how he preferred it. There was something unsettling about him- always had been, as far as Tetsuya was concerned. He would guess recent events would confirm his anxiety about him, but... somehow, it went even deeper than that, didn't it? It was hard to pinpoint.   "Are you planning on bullying My Little Tetsuya?" Gin speaks up first, and the playful and carefree tone of his voice doesn't match the possessive curl of his large hand around the brunettes' shoulder, the harsh squeeze that is nothing more than a channel for sudden anxiety.  

"Of course not, Gin. I wouldn't dare harm a single hair on your precious lieutenant. I merely wish to speak to him." The word lieutenant is almost a slur, and the air of command behind his statement says that saying so was only as a formality, to be kind; he could kill Tetsuya if he wanted and there was nothing Gin could do about it. Tetsuya doubts both things-- so why is he still so afraid to be in a room by himself with him? "Alone."

The hand releases itself from his shoulder, albeit reluctantly, before the click of sandals foretells Gins' departure.

"I-Is there, ah, s-something I can- can d-do for you, Lord Aizen?" The title burns on his tongue, a necessary evil.

"Of course not." The casual way he says it slices through Tetsuya, but he does his best to not let it show on his face. "Which raises the question of why you came here to begin with, doesn't it?"

"W-with all d-due- due respect....I th-think that should b-be obvious."

"Make no mistake, I know exactly why it is that you're here. It's cute, isn't it? A story like yours- a lieutenant struck with love for his captain, a love that would draw him to betray everything he's ever known. If this were a story, were fiction, well. I'm sure you'd sell quite a lot of copies, wouldn't you? But in reality...." Aizen levels him with a gaze that makes him feel small and insecure-- smaller even than he usually does. "Do you really think that love is returned?"

Tetsuya bites his tongue so hard he tastes blood; it distracts him from the pain that shatters like something fragile in his chest. "Of- Of c-course I do."

"And why is that? Because he told you so? Gin is a very convincing actor, when he chooses to be." Aizens' voice is filled with pity Tetsuya doesn't want, and he wishes he could cover his ears and scream until his throat bleeds to block out his words. As it is, his body is frozen. "Are you so naive that you don't realize? We've all been watching him play with you, with your emotions, for decades now. It's been a bit sad, honestly. You're nothing more than a toy to him, little Tetsuya. In reality, the love story doesn't exist. The man you sold your soul to-"

"Stop. Y-You don't- You don't kn-know- don't know wh-what you're- what you're t-talking about." He didn't mean to cut him off, but somehow Aizen doesn't seem to mind; he seems too fixated on the tears filling his magenta eyes, like they're the best sight hes seen all day.

"Don't I? You wouldn't be so upset if you didn't know what I was saying was true, would you? Face it; you aren't worth his time as anything more than a fun distraction. He let you follow him here in the same way as you would take a game on a long trip, and he would let you die if only to see the look on your face as it happens."

He didn't want to believe it, the vile words that spilled from this vile man. He knew they weren't true, didn't he? So why couldn't he stop how they invaded his thoughts, how they chiseled away at his burgeoning self esteem- was he being played with, even now? Was he good enough to stand by Gins' side as his equal, or.. or was he just a plaything, destined to be broken and thrown away? Was that all he had ever been? Tears stream hot down his cheeks and his disgusting sobs echo off the walls, nausea gathering in his stomach when a hand lands on his shoulder, giving a comforting squeeze that was meant to be anything but, and a strong hand jerks up his chin in a bruising grip.

Soulless brown eyes stared into his own, like a void Tetsuya didn't want to look directly into for fear it would devour him.  

"You're free to go, Sakurai. Do try to stop crying before you see your beloved again. You wouldn't want him to see you looking quite so pathetic, would you?" He's laughing at him, mocking him, and in the next moment he's let go, stepped back.

Tetsuyas' body unlocks, finally, blissfully-

It's all he can do to run.

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It doesn't take long for Gin to find Tetsuya; he's so in tune with him, he could probably find him anywhere in a matter of moments. That doesn't mean he particularly likes what he finds-- Tetsuya is no more than a puddle, shaking and sobbing against the wall, knees pulled in tight against his chest. Before he's aware of it, he's crouched down in front of him, hands landing on Tetsuyas' own where they're covering his face.

"W-wait- D-Don't l-l-look at me p-please I-" Gin ignores his protests, prying his small hands away from his face. The sight of him, magenta eyes wide and bloodshot, and how he shakes like a windblown leaf underneath his touch-- it shifts something inside him, something that aches like a fracture in the depths of his core. It's something he's never felt before; something he doesn't want to feel again. "I- I- I- I- I'm s-sorry- so s-s-sorry, I-"

"Calm down, Tetsuya." The words come out more pointed than he means for them to, and the way Tetsuya flinches away from them is another deep, aching, fracture. Being comforting has never exactly been his strong suit; he's never needed it to be, before now. He's suddenly self conscious about the naturally cold temperature of his hands when they release Tetsuyas' to cradle his face in them, but Tetsuya doesn't seem to mind at all- if anything, he leans into his odd touch like he craves it. Another surprise- Tetsuya is full of them, isn't he? "What did he say to you?"

The question inspires a fresh wave of tears to stream down his cheeks, already streaked with them. "N-nothing, I- D-don't w-worry about-"

"Tetsuya." An admonishment, a comfort-- fraught with emotion. The smaller man is looking at him now, staring at him like he's searching for something in his expression.

"T-tell- tell me the t-truth. Am I- Am I-" He chokes on the sob that wraps around the words, whole body shuddering, and one of Gins' hands detaches from his face, moving up to card long fingers through soft, brunette strands. "Am I- g-good enough? You really- r-really l-" Another sob, harsh and sharp.

"Is that what he told you? That I didn't-" Gin cuts himself off, unable to finish the sentence himself. Tetsuya doesn't need to finish his sentence for Gin to know what it is he's trying to say next, for it to make rage flow through him in an equal amount as that strange aching pain. It's better that way, for him to just know- he didn't know if he could handle hearing Tetsuya ask in earnest if he really loved him. Shouldn't he know that? It's funny, how much he had changed as of late. Hadn't he always prided himself on being unreadable? Hadn't he always thought of it as a relief that Tetsuya didn't know exactly how big a space he inhabited in his day to day life? Hadn't he always thought of himself as a man without feelings, a snake whose only desire was to consume? It was hard to pinpoint when all of that had changed; he just knew it had. "Dear, sweet, Tetsuya. Look at me."

His fingers press up on his jawline, tilting his face further towards him, and he notices an array of faint purple fingerprint-shaped bruises that hadn't been there before. Odds are, Tetsuya didn't even notice them himself, wouldn't until he looked at them- it was like physical pain hardly existed to him. It didn't make the fresh wave of rage that surged through Gin any more palatable. He covers it, represses it, and leans in to press gentle kiss after gentle kiss to the marks, to the corner of his ex-lieutenants mouth, until he can capture his lips. A hand comes up, tentatively, curling around the back of his neck like it didn't quite know if it was allowed to be where it landed, and when Gin smiles into their kiss, it winds into the hair there like a lifeline.  

"I adore you, Tetsuya. You have to believe me. Don't you believe me?" The words are practically stolen from him, from right out of his chest, a whisper against the smaller mans mouth that draws a low gasp and an impulsive, jerky nod out of him, that has his legs parting in invitation. How could he help himself if he broke them apart, if he scooped up his little partner into his arms, just to see the flush break out over his face in response? "Maybe we just have to go somewhere private so I can keep showing you?"

"I- I would- Ah- I w-would l-l-like th-that.."Tetsuyas' flush only darkens, his stammer worsening adorably instead of sadly, his face burying itself into Gins' neck. He'd never get tired of his reactions to him, of his shyness, of all the little things that made him special-- not if they did this for the next hundred years, the next thousand.  

Although the mood had lightened considerably, and would probably continue to do so- well, Gin had already made up his mind, even as he looked for an empty room that he could ravage the smaller soul reaper in.

Sousuke Aizen would regret the day he hurt His Tetsuya.  

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

Air Force One: George & Dick

Featuring Fr. Pres. George W. Bush & Vice Pres. Dick Cheney

Back in the early 2000s, I was an aide working at the White House during the Bush administration, George W. Bush, or Bush 43 to distinguish him from his father, George H. W. Bush, who served as the 41st president of the United States from 1989 to 1993.. Over the first year of working I got to know more about him and thought he was a pretty cool guy for his age. I think he knows I am gay, but we never discuss private lives, I guess we have nothing much in common: he's married and a father of two, but from some remarks he dropped, I believe he hasn’t had sex with her. At the time, I wasn't going to get involved with guys from work, but at least I could enjoy the view.  

Another guy who I admirered from a distance was Vice President Dick Cheney. I was always a little intimidated of him, as his face was stern. Unlike President Bush, the Cheney rarely smiled, but he had a cock that just wouldn't stop. You could tell it was a huge one, because it flopped back and forth as he walked. Every day, I would stare and hide my erections.  

Anyway, in November of 2003, President Bush paid a surprise visit to Baghdad on Air Force One and I was one of the aides accompanying him on the trip. A few minutes into the trip, I was getting a cup of coffee when from behind Vice President Cheney asked, “Where are you from?" in an almost downright unfriendly tone.

“I’m original from Richmond, Virginia, but I moved to D. C. here from New York City.” I replied speaking fast as his presence made me nervous as I was so stricken by his fatherly looks.

I didn’t mean to glance down at his crotch, I just did it out of habit. The big bulge caught my attention immediately, but I force my eyes away and glance at the old man’s face but even as I did so, I realized that he had seen me looking down at his crotch. Suddenly he was looking at me differently. His eyes seemed to stare at me as thought he was looking at me through a magnifying glass.

“Come to the President's office in a couple of minutes.” He told me in a low voice as he leaned his head closer to me.

“Sure thing, Mr. Vice President.” I said as he walked back to the President's office.

I stayed at the coffee maker long enough to down two more cups before it was pass the timetable and I must admit to be more than a little nervous when I knocked on the President's office door. Vice President Cheney opened the door and said, “Come in."

“Hey, young man… You suck cock?” President Bush said bluntly as I approached his desk.  

And without waiting for me to answer, Vice President Cheney unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He pulled his hand and way from his dick and let it flop between his legs. His cut cock was one of the biggest and thickest I've ever seen resting against a set of huge balls.

“You want to suck my old pecker?” He asked, as I stood uncertain in front of him.

“Go ahead, why do you think I called you in here.” President Bush called out.

I glanced into the blue eyes of the President sitting at his desk, then knelt down in front of Vice President Cheney and grabbed dick in my hand. Then as I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes, I closed my mouth around the head of his dick and immediately he began fucking my mouth.

“Damn George, this kid is a born cocksucker.” He said he ran his hands through my hair, pumping his hips into my mouth. I almost choked on Vice President Cheney’s cock, but he kept thrusting it into my mouth.

“So he's much better than the other one we had the other day.” The President called back to Vice President Cheney.

“George, I wonder if he’s a better fuck than he was.” The Vice President as he pulled me off of his cock by the hair.

"Good show the President what a good cocksucker you are.”   Looking over to President Bush, he me a nod and a smile as I worked my way over to him and pulled down his zipper. Reaching inside his slacks, found his cock, pulled it out and gave it a look see. His cock was comparable to Vice President Cheney’s cock, only being thinner. It quickly grew to about 9" inches long and began leaking clear precum which I used to rub around his tip. Then I bent down and quickly began sucking his penis down into my throat. President Bush groaned like a bear as I sucked the head and slid my tongue under the foreskin to get a good taste of him. I started sucking his cock for a while and then tried to pull his balls out through the flap, but they were too big! I figured with his skinny cock he would have small balls, but not so!

After a while I pulled away and started stroking it, President Bush ran his thick fingers through my hair and urged me to get him lubed up, so I did. Suddenly felt Vice President Cheney reaching around me and unbuckling my belt. He jerked my slacks down and then my jockey shorts.

“Nice ass.” He added as he patted first one ass cheek and then the other.

President Bush tossed Vice President Cheney a tube of something, which he smeared all over his cock. I knew what was coming and wanted it bad as my asshole was twitching with anticipation of being penetrated by Vice President Cheney’s fat dick.

“Your gonna get the fuck of your life.” He said as smeared the jelly on my opening and slipped his finger in my ass.

“Shit he’s tight George, we might have to take our time with him.” The Vice President said from behind me.

“He doesn’t want us to go slow do you son?” President Bush pulled me off of his cock by the hair.

“No Mr. President!” I had time to gasp out before he shoved me back into his furry crotch.

Looking up at him, I deep throated his long cock, relishing the feel of his presidential dick as it slid down my throat until my mouth was pressed against the fly of his pants.

“Damn! That feels great.” W called out. “Dick he’s good.”

“Yea, well let see how good his ass can take my fat pecker.” Cheney called out from behind me as I suddenly felt the head of his thick dick pressing against my asshole.

I steadied myself on all fours, closed my eyes preparing for ‘the fuck of a lifetime’ and I wasn’t disappointed. Vice President Cheney slid his lubed cock up my ass in one quick motion as I let out a yelp of pain. After he had all 8" in me, he started thrusting back and forth, holding onto my hips. I could feel his thick shaft expanding my tunnel and throbbing. I groaned with pleasure, pulling my mouth off of President Bush’s cock as each thrust, send electric waves through my body.

“Oh no you don’t, slut!” President Bush said, grabbing me by the hair and shoving me back into his crotch.

“George, you won’t believe how hot his asshole his. I bet he’s been fucked a thousand times. Hell, my fat pecker slid in him faster than into a whore’s pussy.” Cheney said as he began to pull his cock out slowly and then drive it slowly back up my ass.  

With each thrust my cock began to grow some more, until I suddenly shot my load all over the floor beneath me. Dick's cock filled me up like no other cock I’d ever had inside of me before. I’d been fucked plenty of times, sometimes slowly, sometimes rough, but I’d never been fucked like this. The fact that President Bush had me by the hair and was ramming his shaft down my throat just made it better. I’d fantasized about having the two of them fucking me, but never dreamed it could be this good.

“Fuck it George, this kid is tight. Hope I don’t stretch him out too much for you.” He sneered, giving my ass a slap.

“Yeah baby, I love fucking a nice tight little ass like this.”

“Anything would be tight with that gigantic cock of yours Dick.” George smiled, letting me up for air for a few seconds.

“I love both of your cocks…” I sighed as Dick’s thrusts got even quicker and harder.

I could hear him moaning and groaning as I licked up and down President Bush's tool.

"Give it to him Dick. Fill that tight young ass with all that hot cum. C'mon grease it up for me! Fire away." George said as Dick began to really put it to me.  

The room was steaming and filled with the sounds of Dick's balls slamming against my ass, my cries of being fucked and George's groans of approval. It seem like he had been fucking me for about forty minutes or something when eventually he exploded inside me, causing me to cum again. I felt his cock throb time after time and I felt his cum seeping out my ass and onto the bed beneath me. He must have shot 10 or 12 huge spurts of cum in my ass before pulling out, make a wet pop sound as it left my popped cherry.  

George clapped Dick on the back as they quickly exchanged places. Before I could react, George had pressed his knob against my hole and in no time, had all 9" inches buried up my clenching hole. Between the jelly and Dick's massive load of cum, The President's cock slid easily in and out of my tight ass and I begged him to do it harder. It felt wonder as his long dick reached deeper inside my ass than Cheney's fat cock could get.

Just then, Dick slapped his cock in my face and I tongued it for all I was worth.

After 10 minutes of ass pounding ecstasy I knew I was going to cum again as George slowed his thrusts.  I couldn't take it and fired my third load in less than 2 hours onto the floor. It wasn't big, but I had a good pool of sperm going on beneath me as George resumed his assault on my ass and fucked me till I was dizzy. Soon he was mumbling incoherently, signaling that I was about to get a big load up my ass. George bellowed like a bull as his cock swelled inside my tunnel and he dropped his cum deposit deep in my ass. He collapsed on me as Vice President Cheney shot a second big load on my face.    

“What goes on here stays here! You say anything about what we did here to anyone and that will be your ass.” VP Cheney said as he glanced at me as though seeing me for the first time.

“I’m not going to say a word. I enjoyed it.”

[tfw-no-tennis]

mtmte liveblog issue 15

death awaits!

oh god the cover. I aint ready 

the cover of overlords open mouth w/rodimus floating inside or w/e,,,,the overlord mouth fixation continues i see

and of COURSE its by nick roche. of course

oh god the tension and dread in the first page, as we get overlords sinister promise to murder everyone, starting with rewind, and then seeing chromedome rush over to open the door, and knowing that 30 minutes have passed already...

that full page spread of everyone vs overlord is amazing

also I always thought that ambulon was trying to kick overlord but now that I look closer he’s actually jumping away from overlord, having just crashed one of those hover...thingys....into him...which is honestly cool as hell. also I'm never over the fact that ambulon kinda looks like he’s smiling here, just having a grand ole time as overlord tries his best to murder everyone

and chromedome just seeing this and saying ‘rewind?’ is fucking killing me thanks

PIPES NO DONT DO THIS. YOURE JUST RUBBING SALT IN THE WOUND. PLEASE don't talk about how much fun you're having on your wacky space adventure oh god, that’s just asking to be murdered,

GOD AND THERE HE GOES, DRIVING TO HIS DOOM. PIPES NO

AUGHHHHHHHHHH AND THERES OVERLORD WITH HIS GIANT FOOT. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

PIIIIIPES ;_; 

his messed up goodbye thoughts are brutal...plus the final shot of him laying all busted up....god :( 

that guy seriously had some awful luck this trip. rip lil guy

BUT he sounded the alarm!!! so good for him!! that's a pretty amazing final act right there

oh my god I forgot abt this scene where rewind is like ‘so brainstorm why is my husband saying your name in his sleep :))))’ and brainstorm is like ‘haha idk its certainly not because we’re working on a secret project together, so jot that down!’ lmao brainstorm....

also dw rewind brainstorm is not fucking ur husband, just look at his evidentially extensive collection of perceptor-style microscopes...my man is microscopesexual 

I forgot abt the metabomb omfg

‘some of my favorite words are monosyllabic’ rodimus ily, himbo of my heart,

fort max :( rung :( 

oughhghghg I forgot abt the scene of tailgate making cyclonus a new horn ;_; and then cyclonus materializes menacingly bc tg dared to volunteer their room for movie night hvbfshdjkfbaskj cyclonus anti-social icon

AUGHHHH GOD THE PANEL OF RATCHET TALKING ON THE COMMS AND OVERLORD IS JUST, RIGHT BEHIND HIM, WITH HIS BIG STUPID LIPS, OH MY GOD

what the fuck, is drift a flying car??? hello??? what the hell????

seriously he’s got like, rockets and shit, what the fuck

anyways, the entire exchange b/w ratchet and drift here kills me, for multiple reasons.... ‘my faith and my sword’ lmao love it. and then ratchet refusing to leave drift and calling him his friend ;_; aughhh

rodimus w/the squad like ‘lets go gays!!!’ 

also I guess cosmos WAS on the lost light lol, totally didn't remember that, I'm guessing he left at some point to go be in the other series lmao 

I'm sorry but ‘amazing. you speak entirely in name’ is so fucking funny, but also like stfu overlord you're not allowed to be funny

MAGNUSSSSSSSS

now I'm confusing myself lmao, rodimus DID know abt overlord, didn't he??? wasn't that the whole thing???? I don't remember if he was involved w/the whole mnemosurgery plan but he at least knew that overlord was there...but we haven't been told that in-story yet so now I'm questioning that lmao

oh god I forgot that overlord almost kills magnus, jeeeeesus. good thing he’s a russian nesting doll otherwise he probably would've died fr 

also damn that's gotta be scary for everyone else, bc magnus is The Big Guy, and a renown fighter...plus drift got all fucked up...yall are in for a bad time 

tailgate gettin his panic on I see

swerve w/the meta narration lmao 

cyclonus ily sm.......

rodimus charging at overlord....ohhh my boy not your best idea

cd and rewind both saying ‘I thought you were dead!’ HHHHHHHH I'm destroyed fuck it all

rodimus (inadvertently) saving the day by saying ‘til all are one’...iconic!!

FORT MAX IS HEREEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

drift just casually chillin w/no legs

chromedome going into extreme detail about all the mnemosurgery he’s been doing on overlord for WEEKS while rewind is Right There....my dude.

this issue has a LOT of completely white backgrounds but I cant even rlly blame milne bc this seems like more drawing work than usual

oh god cd don't say ‘we’ll finish this conversation later’ at a time like this, that’s never a good idea,

rewind no don't do it :( :( :( 

that panel of cd’s arm getting cut off...AUGHHH

GODDDDDDD IM FUCKING CRYING. AUGHHHHHHHHHHH I.....

so incredibly fucked that cd does what’s best for rewind by blowing the pod up....hhhhh god 

and then that last panel of cd laying on the ground....fucking destroy me!!!!!!!!

also I love that at the beginning of the issue we see whirl with the missile launcher thing, and that’s what cd uses at the end here....good bookends. jro is really great about putting stuff in the story that just seems like innocuous filler/fun character building but turns out to ALSO be plot relevant later

HOLY SHIT I forgot about the cast page with the big red X’s thru the dead people’s profiles....jesus christ 

AUGH this issue was a rollercoaster, phew...and the emotionally devastating conclusion to this arc is still yet to come! 

I will say that it’s super interesting looking back on this, in the sense that rewind & chromedome are introduced as the first ever gay tf couple, and a few issues after we get told this explicitly, rewind is killed. this doesn't really end up being an issue representation-wise bc literally everyone is gay and there are a bunch of other significant gay characters/relationships later on, AND rewind comes back later 

but still! it’s interesting to think about how, at the time this came out, the phrase/concept ‘bury your gays’ wasn't really something that was talked about a lot (or like, it was, but not as often as nowadays, and not really under the term ‘bury your gays’ iirc), but at the time of publication this would have fallen under that trope (though rewind coming back later negates it imo). I think it would've been tough for this story to come out nowadays due to the backlash that would've occurred from rewind’s initial death (it also makes me wonder if there was any backlash when this DID come out) 

to be clear, this isn't a writing criticism - in fact, the reason this is able to work at all is because of the crazy amount of representation mtmte has. it’s like, youre able to kill off gay characters without it being ‘bury your gays’ if literally all your characters are gay by default, and there are a bunch of significant gay relationships happening - technically speaking, any death in mtmte is bury your gays lmao 

this is a completely disjointed rant but my point is like, if this issue came out in 2020 people would probably be pretty put off by rewind dying (understandably), but in the context of the series as a whole I don't consider this to be bad writing/bad representation/bury your gays 

and like, WERE people really mad about this in 2013? I am curious now, bc I would definitely feel kinda betrayed if I didn't know all the stuff that happens later 

but its pretty nice, because now I'm free to enjoy the writing and be emotionally devastated by rewinds death in a normal way, and not a ‘I'm angry at the writers for killing off one of the only gay characters’ kinda way

anyways I'm tired as hell so I'm going to bed, ill continue the emotional devastation later, phew