#I don’t know why I feel embarassed. he shows his bare naked ass cheeks in this film

[beach-him-off-until-he-kens]

i don't have the time stamp but i found a video! https://www.dailymotion.com/video/xri0vp

you can see *it* at around minute 1:15 😳

Ohhhh. I always assumed that was just the crease of his pants folding awkwardly bc that’s how Jeans Be. but 👀 now I’ve got this whole new perspective (just goes to show you what my asexual ass knows lol).

thank you for bringing this to my attention, I’m gonna keep watching this for… scientific research……………

[misc-headcanons]

Hello dear! I see you opened askbox so here I am :3 May I ask for a scenario (or headcanons) with Zoro and big breasted chubby fem s/o trying something sinful for the first time, but boob gravity gets a bit in a way and it not only it embarasses her, but also her issues with body image start to show up? Thank you! :3

Zoro/Chubby!F!Reader: Show Me

(Started writing this, got sucked into it, might be making a part 2 because I got too hyped :3 NS.FW BELOW!)

Zoro didn't have any problems with showing skin, but there was something about seeing his s/o clad in just a tank top and shorts that had left him speechless as he stared at her on the deck of the Sunny. He'd always found ____ pretty, but seeing her exposed shoulders and soft-looking hips and thighs was just...hot. While the next few days had gone by without incident, he couldn't get the image of her in that outfit out of his head, and he finally decided to do something about it. The two of them had been taking the physical aspect of their relationship slowly, only going as far as they were both comfortable with; at the moment, that meant nothing further than some under-their-clothes fondling while making out. But after seeing her like that, Zoro was itching to try and take things further.

Were he a man of romance like say, Sanji, he'd have gone about this path of seduction in a subtle way. But this is Zoro we're talking about, so it isn't too surprising that he simply walked up to ____ when they were alone and bluntly asked if she wanted to meet up at their "usual place" in the crow's nest later tonight. He added quietly (with a slight redness to his face) that he was wondering if she wanted to take things further with him, holding her from behind as he rested his chin against her shoulder and let his eyes wander downward to the curve of her breasts.

____ froze up for a split second before turning her head to look at him. "Are...You mean you want to…have sex?"

"Only if you want to," Zoro replied simply, resting his hands on her sides. "I don't wanna rush things if you aren't OK with it. I was just thinking about how...um. A few days ago, when you were wearing those shorts while we sailed past that summer island. And you looked really...good."

____ glanced down at herself. She looked good in shorts? She'd only worn them because she didn't have anything else to wear, and the heat outside wasn't worth trying to cover up her rolls and flabby thighs with something that'd leave her sweating like a pig anyway. But Zoro actually liked seeing her like that? Not only that, but he liked it so much that he wanted to sleep with her for the first time...If she didn't know what kind of man he was already, she'd have thought he was playing a cruel prank on her. 

She felt him rub up against her from behind, and bit her lip when she felt a slight bulge gently prodding at her backside. Truth be told, she'd also wanted Zoro for a while now--hell, how could she not when she was with a man that looked like him? The only thing stopping her was...well, her. Any time her thoughts would wander and she'd fantasize about being with him, she'd feel a creeping wave of anxiety and disgust wash over her. He'd never seen her in her underwear before, much less naked. He'd never seen her rolls, stretch marks, little dimples of cellulite along her lower stomach, thighs, and ass. Any feelings of arousal and excitement would turn into shame and revulsion towards her body; he may say that he wanted her now, but that's only because he hadn't seen what she really looked like underneath her clothing, careful posture, and slightly sucked-in stomach whenever they were together.

____ looked back at him again, and her negative thoughts fell to the back of her mind as she saw Zoro's face. For someone who could be so terrifying with his swords, he just looked so warm and loving and sweet. And the longer she stared, the more she wanted to find out if all of him tasted as good as he looked. She nodded and turned around to return his embrace, and the bulge in his pants was even more noticeable against her upper thighs. "Yeah," she replied softly with a smile. "I...I want to be with you too."

The two of them continued their day on the ship with a strange sort of excitement and anxiety in the air; when the two of them had dinner with the rest of the crew, every time their fingers brushed against one another they'd immediately move away with a flustered look on their faces. After eating, the two of them made their way to the crow's nest and spent their first few minutes alone together with a bit of their usual kissing and caresses.

Zoro pulled away from ____'s lips and looked down at her chest as she panted lightly. "And...You're still okay with this?" Zoro cupped her cheek and brushed her lower lip with his thumb. "With us doing more than before?"

____ responded by sticking out her tongue to flick the tip against his calloused finger and smiled. "M-hmm," she replied softly. Zoro leaned in to kiss her again, and she linked her around his neck. He moved his lips lower to nip at her soft skin, and then grabbed the hem of her shirt to help her pull it off. The moment he started to lift up her shirt, ____ felt a rush of panic. Shit. Shit. He was finally going to see her bare stomach. This was a bad idea, this was a bad idea, he's going to be so disgusted--

Her downward spiral was cut short when she felt Zoro's lips against an ever-so-sensitive spot of skin near her collarbone, and her hands flew to his so she could help tear off her shirt. It was so warm and humid all of a sudden, and if losing her shirt meant Zoro could easily reach that spot again, then she was happy to get rid of the damn thing. When he pulled away again, ____ let out a small whine. She saw him pull down his pants and kick them aside--leaving him in a pair of boxers and nothing else--and she quickly followed suit; they had barely moved things forward and she was already so hot underneath her clothes. Zoro could feel his cock straining against his underwear the moment he saw ____ in only her bra and panties, and he pounced on her to feel every inch of her newly-exposed skin while kissing and biting at the sensitive spot near her neck. ____ felt his calloused fingers creep up behind her back and curl around her bra, trying (and failing) to unclasp it. She quickly undid the ends for him, and it was only when the cloth fell to the floor and she felt the cold night air against her nipples that she realized what she'd just done.

While her eyes were closed as Zoro continued to kiss her, she imagined the look on his face when he saw just how droopy and saggy her breasts were without a bra to support them and fool him into thinking she had a nice chest. The more she felt his skin rub up against hers, and the more she felt her stomach and breasts jiggle with his movements, the more ugly and disgusted she felt. Why was he doing this with her? Why did he want to do this with her? Why did he want her, when she looked like this?

When Zoro pulled away again to get a proper look at her bare breasts, he immediately heard her sniffle and saw that she was on the verge of tears. A wave of guilt immediately washed over him; he pushed her too far when she wasn't ready, and now he'd made her cry. Shit. Shit. He reached down to take her hand. "Oi, oi," he said quickly, squeezing her hand to try and comfort her. "It's okay, we can stop if you want." He leaned down to try and hug her, but was surprised when she simply shook her head and tears spilled down her cheeks.

"No, it's not that," she said shakily, sniffling. "Just…" Every breath she took made her stomach jiggle a bit, and she curled into a fetal position and hid her face as she began to cry. "I'm so disgusting and ugly and...and…"

Zoro stared at her, completely shocked. "What the hell are you talking about?" He tried to rest a hand on her shoulder, but she flinched. "Who told you that?" He wasn't as chivalrous as that Ero Cook crewmate of his, but he was not going to let someone insult his woman like that and get away with it. 

"Nobody had to," ____ muttered weakly, turning to look up at Zoro with an uncomfortably hot face stained with tears. "Zoro, why do you even want to be with me? I've got all this...all these stretch marks, and rolls, and fat," she said bitterly, grabbing a handful of her stomach fat and pinching it harshly. 

Zoro watched her with an even greater look of confusion on his face. "Okay," he replied slowly, "...and? Why's that bad?" 

____ looked at him incredulously. "Because,' she insisted, "I'm fat."

"So? You're still pretty," Zoro replied simply, slightly irritated by her line of thinking. "Who gives a damn if you're bigger or you have some marks on your skin? I've got scars all over, but you're not calling me ugly or disgusting or any of that crap."

____ sighed. "That's different," she sighed. "You have scars but you're still--"

"Attractive," Zoro finished. "Because it doesn't matter, right?" He moved one hand and rested his palm on one of her hips, letting out a small sigh through his nose as she stared up at him in stunned silence. "You know what one of my favorite things about you is?"

____ shook her head slightly, and Zoro ran the calloused pads of his fingers over her smooth velvety skin. "You're soft," he replied quietly. "I've got calluses and scars and all that. But when I touch you, all I can feel is how warm and gentle and soft you are." He moved his hand to her stomach and then dragged his fingers down to her right thigh. "It's why I like taking naps with my head on your stomach. It just feels good, falling asleep with you and feeling how warm and soft you are." His hands wandered to her lower thighs and he gently squeezed them, making ____ gasp quietly. "And when I saw you in those shorts," he murmured, lowering his head until he was inches away from her plush skin. "All I wanted was to grab you like this, to see if all of you was that soft and warm." 

He trailed a series of kisses around her inner thigh while reaching up with one hand to fondle her breast. The two of them moaned at the same time, and Zoro started to gently rock his hips as he made his way to her clothed--and noticeably damp--underwear. "And I wanna…" He hesitated a bit, his cheeks flushed as he tried to actually talk dirty to her for the first time. "I wanna feel what it's like to have these soft thighs around my head while I make you cum." He felt her clench her thighs around him a bit and let out a small shaky groan as a bit of precum left a wet spot on his boxers. "Fuck, I've wanted to do this with you for so long…"

____ looked down at him and felt a rush of warmth pool between her legs when she saw his expression. His eyes were clouded with lust as he stared at her lower body, and he bit his lower lip for a moment before he nuzzled her clothed entrance with his nose and slightly parted lips. God, he really did want her, didn't he? She smiled and wiped a stray tear from her face before reaching down to run her fingers through his hair. "Show me, Zoro," she murmured. "Show me just how much you've wanted me, baby…"

[robinistrying]

Barbatos’s power

Something wasn’t right ...

I woke up in satin sheets, in a giant bed that was definitely not mine. I was wearing a night gown who was really pretty instead of my old pajamas, something was not right ...

I woke up in a hurry and opened the curtains .

“Wait ...” i thought

“ I know this place.”

I turned my head over the bed, that’s where i saw :

Lucifer . Sleeping.

He seemed at peace, it was so weird to see him like this so relaxed. The more i stared at him i felt the blush creeping trough my cheeks.            What was happening ? Why i was here ? Why he was here ? What happened last night? I was certain that i felt asleep in my bed ... I pinched myself just to be sure, but it wasn’t a dream.

Blankly staring at the wall, i tried to recollect yesterday’s events in my head : i had breakfast with everyone like usual, then i went to class, cooking duty, then study hall, everyone was there, Lucifer was doing some administrative papers and all the others were busy, Barbatos knocked at the door and stayed for a bit talking with Lucifer, but he barely acknowledged him then we had dinner and i went to sleep early ... that’s all i could remember.

I suddenly snapped off. Lucifer was awake. In front of me . Naked . I let out a gasp of surprise. 

“What’s wrong babe?”

“Ba-babe? Lucifer ??”

“What did i do to make you mad ?” he inquired with one eyebrow raised

“You always call me Lucy unless if you’re mad”

“Luc—y? i ...”

“What’s wrong ? You’re acting strange.”

Both of his hands were cupping my face, i was overwhelmed, i mean if this wasn’t a dream it certainly felt like one.

My heart was beating hard in my chest, i couldn’t escape his intense gaze, he leaned forward and i met him halfway, his lips brushed mine softly, i opened my mouth and let him in, i closed my eyes and run my hands through his hair, i felt him smile meanwhile his hands were on my hips running circles with his fingers...

Suddenly my back hit the wall and i felt like things were going to escalate quickly at this rate, not that i didn’t enjoyed it ... but i was still very confused about the whole thing and then suddenly i heard a few loud knocks coming through the door : 

“YO STOP ACTING LIKE HORNDOGS AND GET YOUR ASSES DOWNSTAIRS IT’S NOT THE WEEK END YET”

It was mammon’s voice.

Whew . Perfect timing. Lucifer stopped and looked at me .

He sighed and said : We are coming in 5 minutes and you better not be late too otherwise i will make you pay for this.

We heard him running downstairs.

“Go shower first, i’d gladly come with you but i’m afraid i would definitely get us late ...” Immediately images of what eventually could happen were popping in my brain and i blushed.

“Hehe you’re so cute acting all shy like that, you don’t need to pretend i know you want it too but unfortunately my dear we will have to wait... go now before i’ll eat you up”

I turned around and went straight to the bathroom, turned on the shower and washed myself mindlessly, too busy thinking, trying to make sense of the situation but i couldn’t find any .

I grabbed a towel around my body and went to the sink to brush my teeth, and that’s when i realized that all my stuff was here too, i had the exact same toothbrush, my perfume was over the counter and my makeup bag as well...

This is was way too strange, it seemed that his room was our room ? At least in this reality, and we were dating...

Me ... dating Lucifer .

I smiled . It was too good to be true. Since i had a crush on him for quite a while. How many times i’ve dreamed of this ? Maybe if you dream of something enough it become real ?

My thoughts were interrupted once again by two strong arms wrapped around me.

“Why are you smiling like that? Thinking about me ?” Lucifer said in a seductive tone

i looked at him in the mirror  “You can say that” i answered with a cocky smile

“You’re making it really hard for me to not bend you over and making you mine right now you now ... so cruel ...” he puured while dropping kisses on my neck. I reclutently ignored the butterflies in my lower abdomen and whispered

“But you hate being late ... “

“You’re right... your clothes are on the chair, get dressed before i change my mind” he kissed my cheek and went in the shower.

I didn’t lose a second and did as i was told, i put my uniform on, did my make up and hair as i tried to concentrate a bit on the normal aspect of the whole situation.

“Can you bring me a towel love ?”

“Sure ...”

I brought him a towel, hoping he wouldn’t come out at the same time but he did, seeing him naked was one thing, but seeing him naked and wet was...

I didn’t know what my ovaries would feel if they exploded but it certainly felt like it.

“Please someone give me strength” so i thought.

Thankfully he didn’t seemed to notice my gaze even if i tried so hard to not look too much.

After putting my hair in a bun, i went out the bathroom and Lucifer followed closely, since we were both ready, he said : shall we ? while gesturing to me to go ahead first i opened the door, he closed behind us and we started walking toward the breakfast room, nothing seems to have changed. Except for my situation...

I was walking too fast,  because Lucifer grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him

“not so fast y/n”

He offered me his arm, i had the feeling that was a thing he was used to, so i took his arm... I felt so happy, being close to him like this, i thought it was impossible. 

When we entered the room and took our places, everyone greeted us

“Finally !!” Mammon said.

“Shut up or i’ll break you in half Mammon” Lucifer answered.

Asmodeus glared at him with a mocking tone

“Don’t mind Mammon, he is frustrated because he doesn’t have anyone to warm his bed”

“Me ? It’s because i don’t want to, i could have someone if i wanted to but y’know being single has its perks”

“Like not getting laid ?” Asmo raised a cocky eyebrow.

Mammon raised his arm but Beel stopped him still eating his plate with his other arm.

“Stop it, you two”

I smiled, everthing was totally like usual, the brothers always bantering with each other.

“Here, eat some eggs” lucifer says while dropping one on my plate

Levi sighed :

“3D couples... You guys are so lovey dovey, it’s cringy”

“Who do you call cringy Leviathan? Watch your manners”

“DRIIIIIING” 

We were all interupted by the school bell.

« Time to head out y’all, see ya later » 

« Wait for me » shouted Belphegor to Mammon

Leviathan, Beel and Satan left the room when i finished my coffee pretty quickly even if i didn’t know where i was supposed to go, i guessed that i had class with Mammon Belphie and Asmo since they were waiting by the door

“Come by my office after class, we could go on a walk together, what do you think?”

“Sure, yes, see you later!” i stuttered

i still wasn’t used to heard him talking to me like this, this whole thing was beyond rational reasons. Before i left, he grabbed my hand and placed a kiss on it. 

This man was going to be the end of me i swear. I was sure he perfectly knew what he was doing, if i was more comfortable, i wouldn’t hesitate to tease him back because two can play this game .

“WATCH OUT” yelled Belphegor

I stopped in my tracks i was two centimeters close to hit a pillar.

“Ya dummy what are you thinking?”

“The question is not only what she is thinking but about who she is thinking” giggled Asmo

“I was just ...” but i was stopped by their laughter.

 And so the day went, as normal as it could be, except that i noticed one thing .

It was the same day as yesterday... i went to the study class at the end of the day , everyone was there, busy with their work, i tried to act normal and did my homework but i was still trying to figure out what and how that was happening and then i heard a knock at the door.

Barbatos entered the room .

That’s when my mind clicked, Barbatos, it was him ! Only him have the power to make this kind of events happening! 

I looked straight at him and he smirked but he went talking to lucifer like he did yesterday and before he left i got a note on my desk :

                                                   Meet me outside

I excused myself, pretending to go to the bathroom and followed him to an empty class.

“Could you explain what’s going on ??” i stuttered 

“Are you happy y/n?”

His question caught me off guard. But yes, i was.

“Yes of course i am but first this situation doesn’t make any sense and second how did you know ?”

“Honestly anyone who is not Lucifer knows but they’re just too good at pretending they don’t know to not embarrass you”

I blushed, was i THAT oblivious?

“I saw you yesterday, you were always sneaking an eye on him whenever you got the chance, but what really bothered me is that i heard you crying last night,it was so pathetic...  You needed to realize that you could be happy too if you just took control over your life, i wanted to show you what was possible, if you really wanted it”

Tears picked through my eyes

“It doesn’t make sense, i don’t understand, why he would date me ? i’m not that great, why a man like him would embarass himself with someone like me ?”

“Enough, it’s time to grab some self esteem, you’re not going anywhere if you can’t believe in yourself” he replied with a cold tone.

“What should i do now ?” “Where does it end?” I asked with a lot of pain in my chest, i was living like in a dream and i didn’t want to wake up.

“It’s simple, as soon as you’re going to enter your old room, you get back in our current timeline”

“Just like that?”

“No it’s not that simple you know me, my lessons always have a meaning...” Barbatos said with one his eyebrow raised.

I waited him to speak again, he sighed :

“You have to confess to him, tell him what you feel, at least when you will be back you will know what you have to do, aren’t you tired of dreaming ?”

“Or i could just stay here forever, i like it here.”

He had a sardonic smile “You know perfectly well that it doesn’t work that way y/n but nice try, all you need is a little faith in yourself, ”

I breathed in and out. “Okay... “

“You know, Lord Diavolo didn’t liked to see you sad”

I gasped,  “Lord Diavolo knew ?”

“And he is not angry? I mean him... and Lucifer ... they ...”

“That what happens when you spend too much time with the brothers you actually believe their jokes... To be honest with you, i think they must have got close a few times but no more than that in the end they realized that they like each other more as friends but that is just my guess. Don’t let it get it to you too much.  Just do what you have to do and i won’t meddle in your business ever again”

“Thanks you Barbatos” i said, i was truly grateful for the opportunity he gave me.

“It’s not free you know, you owe me one but for now... Go !” he scolded.

Once i got off the room, i heard the last bell of the day, i knew that Lucifer must be back in his office right now, and so with a determined pace i walked to his door and knocked :

“It’s me, y/n”

“Come i, i was waiting for you” Lucifer answered

There was a stack of papers on his desk, but he put them aside and looked at me, just looking into his eyes gave me the strength to do what i had to do, i went straight over him and once by his side i kissed him passionately, i could tell that he was surprised but responded with the same eagerness, when we were both out of breath he said:

“What was that for ? did you miss me that much ?” he teased with a playful smile 

“Yes i did... I love you Lucifer”

There . I said it .

His gaze changed and a little bit of blush peaked through his cheeks, he wasn’t expecting it i could tell.

“And i love you too y/n”  he whispered while running his hand through my hair.

This moment was perfect, i just wanted to stay with him forever but i remembered Barbatos’s words and decided that i wanted to stop dreaming and start living.

“Will you excuse me for a second ? i‘ll be right back.”i asked while giving him a quick kiss.

“Sure, but why is tha-...” I interrupted him with another kiss

“Just trust me all right ?”

“Okay” he said with a smile “I’ll finish my report in the meantime.”

I almost ran to my room. I took a deep breath and grabbed the door’s knob, a big light flashed through my eyes and then it was pitch black for a few seconds, after that my vision was clear again. I knew i was back.

I didn’t wasted a second and went straight to Lucifer’s office, and made the silent promise to myself that i will not be a spectator of my own life, not anymore.

I knocked the door. a bit too loudly for my taste but i was overwhelmed by all the emotions floating through me .

“ It’s y/n ”

“Come in” he answered.

Here we go again i thought.

“Lucifer i need to talk to you ... “

END

[ketsuyuki-hibana-typed]

Hey hey heyyyy, please please please do a jealous + drunk Sanemi pretty pretty pleasee! Lovelotsss!

AAAAAA I HAD TO WRITE THIS FAST BEFORE I FORGET IT. My Sanemi fucker sense is tingling and I'm on my way to 'save' him

I even never touched alcohol or even saw people drunk irl lol what am doing here

Is this NSFWish?

Drunk!Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader

Sanemi was a good drinker, wait, no. By the way, what is "good drinker" originally defined about?, you thought. Is that the term for someone who could 'held' alcohol or the one who could chug them fast?

Either way, Sanemi probably is the second one

He told you that he didn't addicted to alcohol so much, but if someone from Pillars offered drink, he'll drink it right away

You drank too, but not too much, you stayed sober because you don't like the drunken feeling

Plus, who will bring him home if you drunk too?

He always sit beside you before started and drink with glass, while barking to talking to Uzui. And that glass will suddenly change to bottle

He will chugged that Sake right from the bottle, without care

You often warn him if he gets tipsy, but he will ignore you

When he finally at the middle stage of get drunk, he will rip his shirt off

His bare chest with the scars on them, while spinning his own clothes on the air...

What a view

You poured sake on Rengoku's and Mitsuri's glasses. Uzui suddenly hugged you and said you should drink more

But Sanemi separated you off from him and hugged you with his bare chest

"Noooooo, she is mineeeee!!!"

Ah, warm bara tiddies. Thank you, Sanemi's mom who made this ripped boy.

You slapped his hand gently. "It's fine."

"Nooo, it's not. Listen, you only belong to me, and only me!" He smashed his forehead to yours. That hurt like hell

Well, it's not really different from the usual jealous Sanemi, but if he's in normal state, he often pulled you out without saying anything

The next stage was getting more... Dangerous. People in this room were started to lose their mind. You evacuated Muichiro from the scene.

They all dancing, laughing and drinking, all of them are reeks of alcohol and you just sit there while thinking how you could escape and also, bring Sanemi with you

Sometimes you wondered how tf fermented rice could make people crazy like this

Sanemi jumped to the table and suddenly shouted, "Attention!! I have something important to talk about!!"

He lifted you up like Simba and said, "THIS PERSON RIGHT HERE, I FUCKING LOVE HER FROM MY HEART, MY WHOLEHEARTEDLY.... WHATEVS, I FUCKING LOVE HER." And people in that room will clap, shouting and let out some high-whistling

This is really embarassing, but for some reason, you're happy

After that, he will jump to you and you had to hold his weight (thankfully, you are a Pillar too, no pun intended)

He hugged your stomach, while burying his face

"Don't leave meee. You are so cuuute." He shook his head on your stomach. You touched his spiky hair

If only he could being cute and honest like this everyday....

After some time, the party finally overs

You brought him back to your home and felt like a very long journey. One of your hand hold his hip, and his one hand is at your shoulder, trying to make him balance

"Ohagi." He munched on your cheek, softly with his teeth

"It's my cheek, Sanemi."

"Ohagiiii, so soft and tender." You sighed. There is no use to tell him

At home, your suffering wasn't ended. He will throw up and you patiently rubbed his back

You changed his uniform into kimono and covered him with blanket, you felt super tired

You saw his face sleeping in peace,

This bastard...

Suddenly, an evil idea popped on your head

"This is for what you have done to me, Sanemi."

In the morning, his head hurts like hell and looked at you, half naked.

"Morning, hun." You smiled towards him.

"Wait, no, why tf are you naked."

"Ah, last night was fun." You seduced him, showing your bare back while biting your lower lips. "So rough."

You showed your make upped hickeys on your neck, purposedly

"Wh- What, I didn't remember anything!!" He started to panic. "I'M SERIOUS, DID I HURT YOU?! DID I DO SOMETHING YOU DON'T WANT? AARGH, I CAN'T REMEMBER A THING." He grabbed your shoulder.

"...I can't believe you, Sanemi" You laughed.

He still in great confusement until you erased the make-up hickeys while laughing your ass off

"..." His irk mark appeared. He suddenly pushed you onto bed and hold your hands above your head.

"Sa- Sanemi? We- we aren't doing it right? It's morning-"

"I'll turn that hickey to real thing. I don't fucking care and I hope you already know the consequences before doing things like that, princess."

[iguanasarecute]

One shower stall, Two pairs of legs

[Bakugou x Reader]

summary: For the love of god, UA had a water shortage. A laborius training made all of you debilitated; the exhaustion gave all of you the thirst for being refreshed. Hitting on the limited showers connected to the lockers, well umm... someone crashed in with you. {from their third year}

warning: smut, profanity

"Fuck you bastard!" The feral classmate of yours growled at you; his PE uniform marinated with sweat, dripping blood from the scar you gave him during your training.

Your neon duffel bag slunged to your shoulders, "I'm just better than you. Admit it," you rolled your eyes as the towel on your hand roamed around your face. Your fellow classmates had their way on the locker rooms, while this goddamn pomeranian keeps barking at you for the past ten-minutes.

"Piss off (Y/N)! I'm gonna make you fucking suffer!" His husky voice thundered as the ash-blonde stomped his way in the Men's lockers, finally. You shook your head, eyeing the stubborn Ash-blonde, while you also jolted to your locker.

The familiar faces waved and offered you a sweet smile; your pink friend, Ashido, chuckled, "That's what you get for beating Bakugou's ass," she adjusted the towel wrapped around her body.

Momo gave you a sympathetic glare, "Bakugou's voice were heard here. Such harsh words!" Her soft hands patted your shoulders, "Though, he did hesitated to throw you punches. He went easy with you,"

You bit the inside of your cheeks, "Geez, should I thank him for that?" you sarcastically said, as the three of you giggled. You shifted your eyes to your classmates, exiting the room and having their way to the connected shower rooms, "They still haven't fixed the pipes, eh?"

Ashido nodded, "The Villain attack from two days ago did cause a massive destruction. Mostly affecting our water pipes," She grinned at you, "I'll be going now, I feel soooo sticky with all this sweat from beating up Sero," Momo and Ashido gave you one last glare as they walked out the room.

You grabbed the hem of your shirt and raised it; leaving you fucking naked alone in the room. Your fingers combed your sweaty hair, as you sandwiched yourself in a white towel, making your way inside the shower room.

The monotonous sound of flowing water entered your ears; searching an empty stall while you let yourself in, as the towel you're in, dropped. You turned the squeaking lever in a clockwise direction, awaiting the water flow down to you. You turned the lever again, nothing, "Ahh. Fuck!" your foot kicked the wall.

"(Y/N)?" Hagakure's voice called at the stall beside you.

You wrapped your body with the towel again, "Yeah?"

"Your shower's busted?"

You tied your hair into a bun, "Yep. I'm not so lucky today," you groaned.

Hagakure giggled, "There's an extra working shower across the gym. Give it a go. We don't have enough water supply at dorm soooo,"

The thought of a chilly shower lit up your face, "Oh god, really? Better get my ass there. Thank you!" You galloped as you poked your head outside, seeing if the coast is clear. You can't believe that you're sprinting across the gym, with only a towel covering your temples. But hey, you need a fucking shower.

You eyed the shower meters away from you as something catched your attention at the corner of your eyes. Oh fuck, oh fuck. You were ready to hit that something. Turns out, it was just a cat. Must be one of Aizawa's cats.

You shrugged as you continuously walked to the shower room. It was a single pristine stall, just for any emergency showers or whatsover, but it did, have running water. You tossed your towel at the corner as you felt the water touch every single corner of your body. You sighed in relief. This frigid shower couldn't be better.

~~~

[ time rewind ] : BAKUGOU

The Ash-blonde snarled at that nosy extra who embarassed the hell out of him. Though with that fortuitous battle with (Y/N); he did admit to himself how he was amused because of his opponent's eagerness. He smirked as he reminisce the training battle with (Y/N). Katsuki went easy with his rival; just because he kinda, sorta, has a soft spot for her. Well all he does was yell at her, or slap her with nasty words... but he isn't an expressive person, and he has his ways of showing it; for example, he adores everytime the both of them punches each other with insults.

Bakugou growled at the shower room, where all stalls was occupied, "One of you extras get the fuck out or I'll explode this shit!" He wrapped a piece of cloth at his wound.

"Calm your cock bro. Just wait in line," Kaminari yelled.

The crimson-red eyes of his twitched, "HAHHHHHH?!"

Kirishima cackled, "You yelled at (Y/N) dude! Not a manly move. The water pipes' goddess is punishing you,"

"WAIT 'TIL ALL OF YOU GET OUT! I'M GOING TO KILL—"

"Do not make obnoxious conversations!" Iida's voice shouted, probably chopping on the air right now.

Denki coughed, "Bakugou there's a shower stall at the other side of the gym. The single-stalled one. We're going to have a looooong time with this,"

"We're like fucking prisoners so thirsty for a goddamn bath," Sero sighed.

Katsuki clicked his tongue as he mumbled under his breath; making his way to the said shower stall. An abyssinian cat licking its paws, blocked his way as the crimson-red eyes of his rolled. He sprinted in the shower stall; while Bakugou raised his eyebrows. Why the fuck are the lights opened, and an irresponsible bastard just stranded the fucking water flowing.

His warm rough hands grabbed the cool door, and shot it open.

Oh shit.

~~~

Your fingers combed your saturated hair, nuzzling every drop of the rigid water. You were confident that nobody would infiltrate your shower. Since everybody in your class was already freshening up, on their own.

Until,

"WHAT THE FUCK BAKUGOU?!" Your arms spreaded accross your body, struggling to cover your breasts and your pussy. You gave him a stare, but the Ash-blonde just stood there, ogling at your exposed body, "WHAT ARE Y— GET THE FUCK OUT!"

Bakugou's cheek flustered as it turned red; avoiding your gaze, and looking at the floor, "Don't you know how to fucking lock the goddamn shitty ass door?!" He thundered.

"The water is fucking running! Don't you have fucking ears?! Or a brain atleast to conclude that somebody is inside?!" You kept your arms locked on your private parts. Your eyes were darted on his annoying brainless head, when you just realized, that he's completely naked too, except for the towel covering his lower part. You gulped, and memorized the sight of his eight-pack. You won't repudiate, he does have a fine body.

"The fuck are you staring at?" He spat. Shit he caught you, "What a perv," He playfully smirked and rolled his eyes.

"Says the person who's in struck just by staring at my goddamn body!" You growled.

His iconic devilish smirk just got wider, "You noticed?" His hands slid on the door as he locked it, advancing towards you, his Crimson-Red eyes glued to you, in libido. His tongue clicked, "So, deadass extras took all the showering stalls," the water flowing down his body as well.

Your arms, shielding your chest, now brushing on his hard abs, "What are you implying," you whispered in a monotonous way.

Bakugou's husky voice chuckled, "Wanna share?" You looked up to him, squinting your eyes to avoid the chilly water. He leaned to you, giving you a soft kiss, were diminutive water entered your mouth. The feral Ash-blond, sure is a good kisser.

His lips were warm, as it collided with yours. He aggresively osculated you, while it slowly parted, asking permission to get in you. How can you refuse? Your lips split, as a sign of acceptance. The both of your tongues' battling, devouring each other; as he licked every corner of you. Bakugou breathed, "So you do wanna fucking share," You felt the inside of you burn, as the Ash-blonde gripped on your arms, and slid it to your sides; revealing your bare breasts, and your pussy, to his.

The rigid water touched your chests, while you grabbed the soaked towel veiling his member, "Your towel's getting wet, Bakugou," your voice shaked.

He bit his lips to your obvious statement, "What are you implying," he mocked you by imitating your voice, "Rightttt, (Y/N). It's getting fucking wet," he coughed, "Would you... Would you be a goodgirl and get it off me?" Your hands touched the towel, as you complied with his command, "Goodgirl," Bakugou gripped your ass and pulled you to his hard frame, "Touch my dick and feel how hard you just fucking made me," he whispered, while your shaking hands grabbed his... long, hard, trobbing member.

"I want it in me Bakugou," your voice commanded, as the Ash-blonde chuckled at your unexpected response.

He cupped your breasts, "Let's take it slow (Y/N)," he nuzzled on your neck, marking what was his. He agressively squeezed your butt while giving you hickeys as you moaned. His hard cock was brushing over your pussy, which made you moan harder. He sucked your breasts, biting it; as he made circles on your tummy, down to your clit. His finger went in your tighthole, while you moaned his name. Another finger entered, as he chuckled, "So wet, and tight, and we just got started," he added the third finger.

"Katsuki ughhhhh— Baby that's so good," you shrieked while your arms tangled around his arms.

His husky voice giggled, "(Y/N)... be a goodgirl and suck my dick,"

"Depends if you'll cum," you smirked while you stood on your knees, ogling at his member, "Katsuki, that's uhh... huge...,"

His warm hands grabbed your hair, "...And you like it like that," he pulled your head nearer his cock, "Come on now, babygirl," you parted your lips as it came in you, pumping, as your tongue played with it, "Goodgirl, ughhh," he moaned deeply, "Shit! Shit!" He mumbled as his hot cum went in you. You catched your breath as the Ash-blonde pulled you to stand, "I have a punishment for you for giving me this bruise," he eyed his cut wrapped with a cloth, "Turn around," his husky voice commanded as you turned around.

You bit your lip. Shit anal. Bakugou adjusted his position for an enter; just then, he was pumping. The shower stall contained by your moans, "Ka—Katsuki, I'm liking this punishment," your legs felt jiggedy as his cock exited. The warm hands of his, grabbed your hips, pushing your body at the corner, "What are you—" your eyes shifted down, Katsuki setting his dick directly at your hole. His intense eyes glared as you, signaling he's coming in. You moaned at his huge member entering you, pumping, Shit. Fuck the water shortage I love it.

~~

"Gagghh! Oi, dumbass you're taking so long!" The Ash-blonde yelled impatiently outside your locker-room. Well, both of you kinda, (not kinda) enjoyed your moment, at the separated shower stall. While you and Bakugou was devouring each other; your classmates obliviously headed back to the dorms; wondering where in the goddamn world the two of you were.

You changed into your spare clothes dumped inside your locker incase of emergencies. Yet, you didn't know, this emergency, would be having fucking sex with the Katsuki Bakugou. You whimped at your sore body, while the Crimson-red eyed man leaned on the wall outside, his warm hands burried inside his sweatpants; lingering. Bakugou was staring at the abyssinian cat, as he gawked at your jelly-legs, "You took so fucking long, your highness," he sarcastically mumbled while his muscular arms grabbed your waist to support your sloppy walking, "You look like a fucking idiot with those legs,"

A deep exhale went out your lips, "Your fault,"

His devil smirk etched on his face, as you and him, walked to reach your dorms, "I'm good at fucking, right?" He clicked his tongue, "You don't need to say so. I fucking know so,"

"Geez, I bet you did that to tons of girls already," You scoffed, while your heart felt like sinking with the thought of his rough hands groping a body that's not yours.

He clicked his tongue, "Nah just you," his warm hands collided with yours, "Wouldn't fucking do that other than you,"

Well then, you just made the moths inside my tummy dance YMCA

— • —

BONUS:

"(Y/N)! Bakugou! Where have you been?!" Kirishima thundered inside the common room; as the familiar faces gawked at the two of you in worry and curiosity.

Iida started chopping at the air, "This is unnacceptable! The both of you should orient your class where you'll be going!"

Oh fuck. Oh shit. What would we say.

You were about to open your mouth for excuses, when the Ash-Blonde whose arms are around your hips, groaned, "We just took a fucking walk! Finding the owner of a goddamn stray cat!"

Nice one.

The familiar faces blinked, some of them nodded in understandment; while the others raised their eyebrows in doubt. Deku coughed, "Are you okay (Y/N)? What happened to your legs?!" their eyes darted on your jelly-legs.

You nervously laughed, "Oh! Uhh legs? What legs? Ohhh— Uhhh... Funny story actaully— I Uhhh... It was from Uhhhhhhh," you felt Niagra falls forming on your fucking forehead, as sweat dripped all over you.

Katuski clicked his tongue and rolled his Crimson-red eyes at your bovine state, "The cat went out and then she chased it. Too much running, she got kinda sore. Then dumbass fell to the ground," He gave death-glares to the extras who gave him suspicous looks, "That's it. Don't fuck around,"

Holy shit. I love this Pinocchio right here.

The Ash-blonde thinks that jabbering fabrication was utterly noxious. He doesn't like lying, stating that there's no point at it. Though, this perplexed, yet wonderful moment he had wih you; would be risky to be publicized. It was both of your moment, and was yours to keep.

Fucking water pipes started it all.

END

by: i.k.

r e b l o g !

i promised on my last that my next post (this) would be a soft one...it got delayed. i accept requests rn!

more lemons by me:

U.A.'s lingerie collection ; Self Pleasure's Mishaps ; FUCK.DATE.KILL ; Sext...with a Pro-hero? ; House Arrest

[xsixxx]

Bad Influence, Chapter Five

Authors note: Sorry this one took a while, I’ve had a hectic week with work & stuff, I’ve barely had time to breathe 🤦🏼‍♀️ I’m sorry if there are mistakes, it’s 3am & I’m too tired to proof read it 100 times like I normally do 😂 Feedback is always welcome 🖤

Warnings: Language, catfight, tiny bit of smut but not really, like there’s a hint

Tags: @triplehaitches @freddiessmallnipples @queen-crue @scarecrowmax @lovesick-heart0 @littlesunnymoon @80sheart-strings @cranberribread @inthebackofmycarlaytheirbodies @deaconsroger @zoenicoles @crazysaladchopshop @ggorehorror @lunamadhatter99 @justtryingtoovercome @chaoticvybe @you-know-im-a-dreamer @eightiesrockbaby

The sunlight filtered in through the broken blinds & bathed my bare back in warmth as my eyes adjusted to my surroundings & my brain tried to piece together the night before. I turned my head to look around me, trying to figure out where I was & was confronted by a tangled mess of blonde hair, snoring softly.

Oh great. I’m a fucking groupie.

I groaned as the memories from last night came flooding back, accompanying the pounding sensation I had going on in my head. This hangover sucked. Guess that’d be the coke for you. Fuck.

I slipped out of Vinces bed, or rather mattress on the floor, & onto the filthy carpet, scanning the room for my clothes. I heard someone move about outside the door & quickly grabbed the closest thing to me & threw it on in a sorry attempt to cover what was left of my dignity. The tshirt, it turns out, didn’t offer much coverage at all, just about covering my ass. I pulled it down & I waddled awkwardly over to the door, dodging the scorch marks & charred cockroaches on the floor, opened it fractionally to peer out & check the coast was clear, before darting across the hall & into the bathroom. I stood with my back against the cool, wooden door, trying to collect my thoughts & even out my nervous breathing. I’m not prepared for this. We established last night that I’d never had a one night stand, I don’t know the fucking protocol for this kinda thing, let alone when the one night stand is with the notorious, womanising, front man of Mötley Crüe. Oh great, I’ve only gone & fucked up that friendship group. Just when I was starting to like them. Nice going, Beth.

I looked at my disgruntled, disheveled reflection in the mirror. My wavy blonde hair fell in a tangled mess down my back & yesterdays mascara was sitting lazily under my tired eyes. I sighed & looked around the bathroom to see if there was anything I could use to at least wash my face with. Frustratingly, hygiene didn’t seem to be a top priority when you’re a rockstar & the bathroom was significantly lacking in soap. All that sat beside the sink was a hairbrush, a can of hairspray & some black face paint. I grumbled as I grabbed the hairbrush, removed, presumably Nikkis, matted up black hair from it & tried my hardest to tame my hair before washing my face as best I could with just water. I looked back at my reflection in the cracked, hair dye stained mirror & ran my fingers nervously through my hair. I looked slightly more fresh faced than I did before, but I wasn’t planning on sticking round long enough for anyone to see me anyway. I put my hand on the bathroom doorknob, took a deep breath & prepared myself to run across to Vinces room, quietly find my clothes & leave in the shortest amount of time possible. I gritted my teeth, opened the door & ran. Straight into the bare chest of Nikki Sixx.

“Well, well, well, maybe my little angel isn’t so angelic after all”

My jaw tensed. I almost didn’t want to look up, knowing that that smirk was waiting for me. I lifted my eyes slowly to meet his & they flashed wickedly, that shit eating grin sitting largely on his face.

“I’m not your anything.” I bit back at him, placing my hand on his chest to shove past. Through my irritation & hideous awkwardness, the feel of his skin under my touch still managed to send a surge of electricity through my body, causing my cheeks to immediately flush pink. I scowled at my impulses & quickly snatched my hand back, attempting to barge past Nikki, but his tall, toned frame didn’t budge, blocking my way. I took a step back, frustration evident on my tired, bare face, rested one hand on my hip & glared at Nikki, wordlessly, with all the anger my hungover body could muster.

“I gotta say, you look damn good in my tshirt.” He spoke, looking me up & down, his dark, hungry eyes resting momentarily on the tops of my thighs where his tshirt was riding up. I fumbled awkwardly, yanking it down to cover my modesty.

“My bad, I thought it was Vinces.” I mumbled, embarrassed.

“Nah, your boyfriend doesn’t like Kiss.” He chuckled lightly. “Fancy some breakfast?”

“Um no thanks, I’m not really hungry.” I replied, smartly choosing to ignore Nikkis comment.

“Good, because we don’t have any food. I meant, did you want a rockstars breakfast?” Nikki produced a little bag of brilliant white powder from the pocket of last nights leather trousers that he was still wearing, before walking over to the kitchen area & cutting it up on the work surface. “It’s an incredible hangover cure.” He winked mischievously, offering me a rolled up note. I shook my head, my thoughts in a far more rational state than they were last night. Nikki shrugged before bending over & vacuuming his mess up. I rolled my eyes, turning back towards Vinces room, when the door to, I had presumed, Nikkis room, swung open & out walked the girl Nikki was all over last night, in nothing but a lacy pair of underwear. She flashed an almost territorial look in my direction as she stalked past me & over to Nikki, draping her arms around him. He looked bored as she ran her fingers through his matted, black hair & didn’t even flinch when she grazed her teeth along his earlobe.

“Come back to bed baby.” I heard her whisper in a low, sultry voice.

“Not with you dollface.” Nikki said bluntly, shrugging off the stunning brunette, making her stumble back slightly. “Get your shit, you can leave out with window.” He waved his hand in the direction of his room as if he was hoping to magically wave her away. She didn’t take to well to that.

“You asshole!” She yelled, storming away from him. “What about this bitch, huh? Why doesn’t she have to leave?!” She shrieked, stopping next to me & pointing rudely,

“Not my fuck, not my problem.” Nikki shrugged, letting out a amused laugh. I shot him daggers, which only made him chuckle more. “Plus, she’ll be leaving out of my window in an hour or so, rather than out of Vinnys.” He smiled devilishly, that hunger returning to his eyes once again. I felt myself grow hot, momentarily lost in my lust. That was until a sharp pain seared through my head, snapping me out of it, as the half naked brunette grabbed a fistful if my hair & dragged me down towards the putrid carpet. I let out a wail as I instinctively started swinging my arms towards her in any sort of attempt to get her off.

“What the fu-” I started to yell, breathlessly, as the pain increased as her nails dug deeper into my scalp. I felt one of my flailing fists come into contact with flesh & suddenly the vice like grip on my hair was released & I dropped to the ground. Everything had gone blurry as I fought back the tears of pain & panic & I struggled to navigate my way back into a stranding position, until a rough hand was extended towards me. I grabbed hold of Nikki as he pulled me back up. I stopped & took a few deep breaths, trying to work out what just happened. I turned to look at the half naked groupie, clutching an angry red mark on her cheek where my fist had caught her.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I screamed at her, frantically trying to smooth out my hair over my throbbing scalp.

“He’s mine, you fucking wannabe slut.” She spat back at me, her tone full of venom & eyes full of hatred. Nikki let out a sharp, loud laugh.

“Bitch, I’m not anybody’s.” Nikki chuckled, almost enjoying the situation.

“But I thought we had something..” She started to say, her face pink with anger & embarassment.

Nikki cut her off, seeming bored again. “Clearly you don’t know me very well. Sweetheart, you’re the same as all the rest, a fun way to end a show.”

My head snapped round to face Nikki, disbelief & disgust flooding over me. I’d heard him use those words before. I looked back towards the woman in front of me, looking utterly humiliated, trying her hardest to cover herself as she turned & ran towards Nikkis room, presumably to leave the same way she came in, through that window that was quickly becoming infamous. I watched her go & I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. She was stunning, tall, toned, with flawless skin & a face most women would die for & yet, with those few words, Nikki had managed to destroy any confidence she had, shame her & break her heart, all at the same time. The same way he did to my sister.

I looked at his smug face & shoved him with more anger & force than I realised, sending him stumbling back before falling flat on his ass. “You fucking asshole, Sixx.”

“What the fuck, Beth?! Is crazy bitch fucking contagious or something?! He shouted, sounding genuinely stunned.

“How can you treat women that way?! Fucking use them & throw them out like they’re not worth a damn thing. Have you got so little respect for us?!” I screamed, Nikkis face growing darker & angrier with each word I hurled at him. But suddenly, he stood himself back up & his anger melted away, revealing that notorious smirk in its place. He had a ice cold look in his eyes that sent a shiver down my spine &, for some reason, a flash of fear ran through me.

“Oh Princess, it must be hard work up their in your ivory fucking tower, looking down & casting your fucked up, hypocritical judgements on us unworthy people.” Nikkis voice was as smooth as silk, but his words were cold & razor sharp as he started taking steps towards me. “What do you think happened last night, Angel? Because if you think my boy Vince is going to come out of that room full of romance & kisses & offer to buy you breakfast, you’re in for a nasty fucking suprise.” His voice oozed arrogance but his eyes stayed cruel, fixed on mine as he continued to walk towards me. “You’re just like the rest of them Lizzy. You drink our booze & you sniff our drugs & you fall for our charm &, for one night, you serve a purpose to us. You fuck us because we let you believe you’re worth something, we make you think we care. But here’s the truth baby, we don’t. You don’t mean shit to us. You’re a gullible, cheap way to get our dicks wet & as soon as that’s done, we’ve got no fucking use for you. You’re a slut, Princess, just like the rest of them. Just like your sister.”

I felt the hot, humiliated tears creep into my eyes & spill down my cheeks. Nikki smirked as he watched them fall. “Did I upset the little privileged, rich girl? Better run home to Daddy.”

I looked into those harsh, green eyes, wondering how I’d ever felt any kind of desire towards him. Anger filled my veins, anger towards Nikki & anger towards my own damn idiocy. I knew this was who he was, I knew he was a bad person. So why did this cut me so damn deep? I’d let myself get played by him & he knew that as well as I did. He was the Devil himself & I’d been stupid enough to let him tempt me. I looked at his full, pink lips, the lips that, just last night, I had craved on my skin with a fierce desire, now twisted into a cruel grin that seemed to be enjoying my humiliation.

“I never wanted to be one of those girls.” I whispered, finally finding my voice at last.

“But Princess, you are one of those girls, why else would you be here?”

“I don’t expect anything from Vince, I don’t want anything either. I used him last night as much as he used me.” I said with more conviction, determined not to let Nikki win. “I wanted sex, so did Vince, it was a mutual thing,” I shrugged. It was true, I didn’t want anything more from Vince than what we’d had last night & I needed Nikki to know that he was wrong. I needed to pretend his words didn’t hurt me.

Just then, the door to Vinces room opened & out he walked with his tangled mess of blonde hair & just a off-white, grubby looking sheet tied around his waist. He frowned as he scanned the room, seeing me practically against the wall with Nikki in my face, assesed the situation & tried to figure out what was happening.

“Sixx, maybe leave it a few hours before going after my leftovers, yeah?” Vince winked at me. “We got any blow?” He asked with a yawn. Nikki tossed him the little baggy of coke & I left them cutting up lines whilst I went to go find my clothes & get dressed.

*Nikkis POV*

That stuck up bitch was really starting to get on my fucking nerves.

“So when’s the next chick arriving Vin?” I asked, loud enough for Beth to hear as she walked off into the bedroom that Vince & Tommy shared, although fuck knows where T-Bone ended up last night. Vince shushed me as he looked towards the bedroom, before shooting me a look. “What?!” I chuckled, “it’s not like she doesn’t know you’re a single-use kinda guy.”

Vince scoffed, nodding his head. “True man, true.” He smirked. He glanced over to the bedroom door, almost longingly, for a brief second. “I tell you what though, man, it’s the ones you don’t expect that end up being the fucking filthiest. She’s a damn good fuck.” He laughed, winking at me.

I rolled my eyes, my irritation towards her growing. “That’s probably because she’s never been fucked before, you know what those snobby, rich chicks are like, they like being roughed up when all they’re used to is ‘making love’ in fucking missionary.” I sneered, trying to make fun at Beths expense.

“That’s probably true man.” Vince laughed, snorting up his last line. “But honestly, I don’t give a fuck why, that chick is a freak & she’s got a mouth like a fucking angel.” I watched him bite his lip at the memory.

I felt a momentary surge of jealousy course through me as my mind inadvertently wondered towards what it’d be like to have havs Beths lips around my cock, those big, doe-like brown eyes staring longingly up at me as I fucked that pretty mouth of hers. The slam of the bedroom door snapped me out of dirty little day dream & little Miss Too-Good-For-You came storming out of the bedroom, her face still evidentially seething.

“Have a bump with us, dollface.” Vince cooed, grabbing Beth by the waist & pulling her over. I smirked at her, knowing full well she wouldn’t break Daddy’s rules sober. She looked me & I watched the determination wash over her. She smiled smugly at me as she took the rolled up note Vince had extended to her & snorted up the last line of coke. I felt my jaw tighten in annoyance.

“Wow, you’re one of the lucky groupies that gets to steal our drugs after she’s served her purpose.” I drawled, condescendingly, trying my damn hardest to get to her again.

“Ignore him babe. Sixx tends to be an asshole when I pull someone he fancies.”

That blonde prick, I fumed.

“If I wanted her, I could’ve had her.” I shrugged with enough confidence to mask my growing anger.

Beth let our a sharp laugh. “That’d require me to actually fancy you back, you arrogant piece of shit.” She said boldly. I honestly didn’t know whether I wanted to scream at her & throw her out or bend her over my knee & make sure she never fucking spoke to me like that again. Who does she think she is?!

“Come on baby, lets go back to bed.” Smirked Vince, wrapping his hand around the nape of her neck & pulling her in for a kiss. I was stunned. Vince never fucked a girl more than once. His motto was hit it & quit it. If they weren’t out the window by sunrise, he made it very fucking clear they weren’t welcome there any longer.

Vinny took hold of Beths hand & lead her back to his bedroom as she giggled like a schoolgirl. I watched her slink off, her skirt riding up slightly so her ass peeked out from beneath the material as she went. She must’ve felt my eyes trailing along every inch of her because she turned & blew me a patronising kiss before slamming the door shut.

I hated her. Beth was everything I couldn’t stand about people. She was stuck up & came from the sort of family that looked down on people like me. She was so self assured & judgmental & she had an ability to piss me off like no-one I’ve ever met. I hated her with a passion & yet, I fucking wanted her just as badly.

Through all of my anger & hatred, as I heard her sweet moans of pleasure drift from Vinces bedroom, I couldn’t help but wonder what she’d sound like moaning my name.

[writingsofadream]

An imagine where they have trouble getting it up when they're drunk

Struggling to Get Hard While Drunk

SEOKJIN

Coming back from the dinner, you and Jin couldn’t stop laughing and giggling, much to everyone else’s sober annoyance. No one else had drunk, so the two of you were definitely a sight to see. More importantly than that, though, was the way his hands were wandering all over your body. Cupping your breast, Jin gives out another windshield-wiper laugh as you batted it away playfully.

“Come on guys, wait till you get to the hotel room.” Jimin says it in a stern tone, but you hear deep down he’s at least a little amused by the scene at hand.

Finally, you reached the hotel room that you and Jin had booked - it was one of the nicest suites, and the boys were all quite a bit further down the hall. Saying hurried and slurred goodnights, at least three of the members shook their heads at the ridiculous pair. Thoroughly amused, you both giggled as you slammed the heavy door shut.

“Come on baby, let’s see your tits.” Jin says this with a dangerous wink, inciting more laughter from your inebriated state. Without a second thought, you whipped off your top and unclasped your bra. Jin pulled the straps off your arms, revealing your sleek breasts. Pinching at a nipple, it grew hard in response.

“Fuck, Y/N. That’s nice as fuck.” You both break into hysterics again, and he picks you up in his arms. Seconds later you feel yourself being thrown onto the incredibly soft duvet, silk pillows surrounding you.

Jin clambers on top of you and your naked chest, before bringing his head down and capturing one of the pink buds in his mouth. Moaning your appreciation, you fumble with his belt. He laughs into your breast and pulls away, undoing the belt for you. Taking pity on your drunken and clumsy hands, he pulls his pants and boxers down, revealing…what could only be described as a semi.

“Shit.” He whispers under his breath, grabbing it in his hand and trying a few pumps. It remains largely flaccid, and in your current state the only response you have is to break out into laughter. Burying your head into a soft, silken pillow you laugh, gasping breaths accompanying you. Tears pricking your eyes, you wipe them quickly as you turn back to your boyfriend and his half-hard dick.

“I’m sorry, baby.” You choke out in between little laughs. Clearing your throat, you attempt to make his red face lessen in what appears to be a mix of embarrassment and shock.

“It’s a little funny, you have to admit!” You say, offering him a large and supportive smile.

Leaning back down, he buries his heated face into your neck.

“Fuck, Y/N…that’s so embarassing.” Bringing it back up, he looks you in the eyes seriously.

“We are SO not drinking that much tomorrow night!”

NAMJOON

You and Joon had probably had a litttleeee bit too much to drink tonight, but who could blame you guys? When the boys had suggested throwing a little party for mono’s release, Joon had been fully for the idea. Well, that ‘little’ party ended up having around 150 or so participants, and with them came stacks and stacks of Grey Goose, Tequila, Jim Beam, and a variety of other alcohols. Once you were three drinks in you had thought to yourself the dangerous ‘fuck it’ mentality, and simply gone all out. Once Namjoon had seen you downing your 3rd shot, he decided to join your drunkenness.

Now it was 3am, and the two of you were completely and utterly wasted. To be fair, though, so was everyone else. Jimin stumbled past the two of you into the uber, practically drooling his goodbye.

“I wanna fuck you so hard you scream.” Joon’s whisper is thick with lust in your ear, and your whole body shivers in response.

“Yes, please.” You whisper back, pulling his hand into yours and intertwining your fingers.

Finally, your ride turned up to take you back to the apartment. The entire ride back the two of you made out in the back of the car, much to the annoyance of the poor driver. He didn’t voice his complaints, though, and you made sure to tip him 120% of the fee. That definitely softened the experience, as he flashed you the biggest grin you’d ever seen.

Pulling you into his bedroom, Joon locked the door and pulled you into his arms. Embracing you, he let out a deep breath, voicing “fucking finally” into the darkness. The two of you fumbled to the bed, falling onto it. Heavy petting quickly followed, and before you knew it his index finger had made its way up your thigh, under your skirt, and into your slick pussy. Moaning, you pushed against him, rubbing his palm on your aching clit. There was a rusting of clothing, then a small grunt of annoyance. Knowing he’d pulled his pants off, you reached down expecting to feel the length of his usually rock-hard dick. Instead, you were met with a soft and rather smaller version of what you were expecting, with his hand wrapped around the base.

“Joon?” You asked, confused.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’ve had too much to drink.” At this, he pulls himself from your heat and you can hear the evident embarrassment in his voice. Quickly, you wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him into a cuddle.

“It’s okay, baby.” You replied. “I’m happy to just cuddle you.” He instantly cuddles you back.

HOSEOK

Hobi was pulling at your bra insistently, and you pushed it into his hand. The award show’s afterparty had been pretty wild, and since the two of you had been unable to act publicly indecent you were excited to finally be home. Hoseok had had a lot more to drink than he usually did, and instead of being his normal self he was all over the place. Walking as though he had two left feet, he had been tripped over one of Namjoon’s precious bear things, whatever they were. He’d pay for that in the morning, you thought to yourself.

You’d only had a few drinks throughout the night; more than Hoseok, but you were better at holding your alcohol…to an extent. As you also stumbled onto the carpet of the living room, tripping over nothing but thin air and your own intoxication, you realised you were drunker than you thought.

Hobi fell onto the ground next to you, reaching out to grope you with an adorable giggle. Rolling into his arms, the two of you lay there on the floor, hands running over each other’s bodies.

Pulling at his sweatpants, you begged for him to take them off. Shaking his head, he pulled your leggings down instead.

“You first, baby.” He says with a wink that warms your belly.

He peels off your tight and flattering leggings, revealing the skimpy g-string you chose to avoid visible pantylines. He whistles in approval of this choice, grabbing your bare ass cheeks roughly. His excitement spurs you on, and you shove your hand down the front of his loose bottoms, past the tight waistband of his underwear underneath. Your hand meets the opposite of what you were expecting, and you freeze, confused. Hoseok snatches you hand back out instantly, feeling you tense up.

“I…I’m drunk.” He says weakly. His eyes meet yours in the dim room, and you can see he looks almost sad.

“Hobi! I don’t mind at all, I was just confused.” You shake your head in amusement, then stand up and grab your clothes. He looks up at you, looking lost. You laugh at his expression and reach a hand down to him, motioning to pull him up.

“Come on babe,” you explain, “let’s get ready for bed now.”

You give him a smile, and he gives you a relieved and thankful one in return as he takes your hand.

YOONGI

Walking into Yoongi’s studio, you could smell the scotch in the air. Once he spoke, you could definitely smell it on his breath.

“Y/N!” Yoongi looks up from his glass, offering you a gummy smile that you don’t quite return.

“Why are you drinking again?” Your question sounds dead and emotionless as it leaves your lips. His smile drops instantly.

“I only drank yesterday as well, Y/N. It’s because we have a few days until tour, then after that I won’t be able to get even remotely pissfaced.” He scoffs, as though the whole thing is a joke. It definitely isn’t to you.

You can’t stop the venom in your voice as you reply. “Yea. Instead of spending it with me.”

“What?” Yoongi looks confused, furrowing his brow at you and shaking his head.

Sighing, you plunk down onto the soft couch-bed in his studio. “It’s just…I won’t see you for weeks.”

He seems to understand and nods. Then he stands, coming over to you and sitting by your side.

“Puts you in a mood, hey?” His question is somewhat breathy, and scotch floats through the air as he rests a hand on your upper thigh. Your body immediately reacts to his touch and his long fingers stroking your skin, and you feel yourself growing wet.

“Mmmm…yes…” Your reply is also breathy, and catches in your throat. Instinctively, you place a hand on his chest. Reaching under his shirt with the other, you feel the hard chest under it, his heartbeat pulsing through your palm.

“Fuck.” He whispers, before capturing your mouth with his. You taste scotch and something else, something passionate. His kisses are urgent, and he lies you down under him on the small couch-bed. Grabbing the front of his sweatpants, you try and rub your palm against his hard dick. However, you simply feel a still-soft, disappointing result.

He pulls his mouth from yours, and sighs resignation into your neck. Pulling up from you, he stays above you while looking at your face, holding himself up with his arms.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m too drunk.” He pulls himself off you, sitting on the edge of the mattress. You scoot up to join him, and pull his hands into yours. He turns and looks at you, clearly disappointed.

Rolling your eyes, you plant a quick kiss on his cheek.

“Whatever, silly.” You say lightheartedly. “Let’s go get ice cream?”

Relief flashes in his eyes, then a definite spark of softness. Bringing your hand to his mouth, he kisses it.

“You’re the best, Y/N. I already can’t wait to be back to be back in your arms.”

JIMIN

Jimin was obviously pretty drunk, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his silliness. You had been hanging out with your boyfriend and the other members all day, and after dinner Hoseok had popped open a bottle of champagne. After that, beer and a couple of sneaky shots had followed, and the boys were all completely trashed. Since you were almost completely sober, it was the funniest thing in the world.

“Holy fucking shit guys! Look at this!” Tae held up a bottle of expensive vodka that had been buried in the back of their cupboard. Yoongi and Namjoon exchanged a cheeky look, then started chanting in unison.

“CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!” Jungkook joined in as soon as he heard, rushing over from the game of Fortnite he was watching Jin play. Throwing the controller down, Jin bolted into the kitchen to join the fanchant. Grinning, Tae spun the top off the bottle, bringing it up to his mouth amid the outrageous cheering surrounding him. Slipping his hands around your waist, Jimin whispered hotly into your ear, tickling your neck.

“Please give me a blowjob, Y/N.” Spinning around in his arms, you laughed and planted a small kiss on the tip of his nose.

“Oh really?” You asked playfully, cocking one eyebrow upwards. His cheeks grew a little red but his eyes grew excited, and he gave sharp little nods. Tae cheered victoriously as he finished a rather large mouthful of the stuff, Jungkook motioning for him to pass the bottle around.

Pulling on your hand, Jimin led you away from the chaotic fun. Making your way into the bathroom, he shut the door and locked it with a hazy grin.

“Get on your knees, baby.” He commanded, and you dropped down obediently. Ignoring the cold of the tiles seeping through your thin jeans, you pulled down his shorts and his underwear. He was getting hard, but wasn’t quite there yet. You pulled him into your mouth, and he groaned at the warmth. Attempting to make him stiffer you tried your best to stimulate the head, gently pulling the shaft. Despite looking pleasured, nothing was happening.

“I…shit, Y/N. I can’t get hard.” His voice is distinctly upset, so you remove your mouth from him. He pulls up his underwear, and his shorts quickly follow.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have drunk so much.” His face is bright red, and you hop onto the bathroom sink. Pulling him closer so he stands between your legs, you place your hands on his cheeks and move his mopey face to look at yours.

“I love you Chim. I don’t care.” You pulled him closer and hugged him tightly.

“I love you, Y/N.”

TAEHYUNG

Tae was giving you a drunken back massage, after the two of you had stupidly spent the night drinking and playing board games. Satisfied with the night, you were definitely far more drunk than Tae was. To be fair, his buzz was pretty high too. And it was making you really, really horny.

“Fuck Tae, can we just fuck now?” You know you sound desperate, but you don’t even care. You want him, and you want him now. He sounds surprised as he answers, a little bit out of it.

“Huh? Now?” Climbing off you, he pulls you up so the two of you are sitting facing one another.

“Yes, Tae, nowwwwww.” You draw out the word like a needy child, and he laughs at your pout.

“Sure Y/N.” He gives you a wink, but in his state it only comes out as a slow, stupid looking blink. You break into laughter, jumping onto him and pushing him back to the ground. The kisses are slow and sloppy, the two of you aiming decidedly badly. It’s so clumsy you can’t even really tell which parts of the bodies are yours and which are his; you’re just a tangled mess of drunken lovers.

“You’re tickling me!” Tae proclaims, and you push your sweaty body off his with another childish pout. Pushing himself up onto his forearms, he suddenly gets a little serious.

“I’m not going to be able to get it up.” He offers a crooked smile at the end, and you laugh at him as you try to understand what he means.

“What do you meannnnnnn?” You drawl out, looking confused and sticking out your bottom lip.

Tae rolls his eyes at you, deliberately flicking you with his foot. Yelping and flicking it back, you giggled hysterically at him.

“My dick won’t get hard no matter how sexy you are!” He exclaims pointedly, looking straight at your tits in the revealing shirt you chose.

Sticking your tongue out at him, you understand it must be embarrassing and you notice the red in his cheeks and his defensive position. Rolling back over, you pull your shirt up to show your bare back again.

“Then get back on my massage, please!” The joke has the desired effect, and your silly boyfriend starts laughing again.

JUNGKOOK

“You look so beautiful, baby.” Jungkook’s words are nuzzled into your neck, making you even hornier than before. The two of you had just arrived home from your friend’s 21st birthday, and you had both had too much to drink. He was stumbling a little as he walked, and you had taken your heels off long ago as they had become a serious hazard in your current state.

“Urgh, Kookie…” you moaned back. He had you pressed up against the kitchen table, and the whole apartment was deadly quiet besides your whispered conversation. Moonlight shining through the big glass windows is the only source of light the two of you have, illuminating each other. Pulling his shirt off, he reveals his hard and toned abs. You reach out quickly and spread your hands across them, biting your lip at the man in front of you. He gives a breathy groan in response, digging his hips into yours. Looking down you see his visible v-line, just waiting for you to follow it downwards. Unbuttoning his jeans, you go to pull them down but he stops you before you can.

“Hang on, Y/N.” Jungkook chokes out, reaching under your dress and pulling it up. Lifting your arms in anticipation, he then pulls it off over your head. Now in only panties and your bra, he gives you a once over, his eyes widening.

“Sexy. You. Are. Sexy.” Each word comes out slowly and in amazement, and you naturally go bright red. Rubbing his hand against the crotch of your panties, he can feel your heat through the thin fabric. Reaching for his jeans again, you hungrily tug at the waist. Once again he pushes you away, and this time he takes a step back. His head is down, and his hands swing at his sides.

“Kookie?” You ask, concerned. He shakes his head and looks up at you.

“I can’t get it up.” He looks absolutely devastated, and you hop off the marble. Taking a step towards him, he keeps his eyes on your face, desperate to read your thoughts.

“You're too drunk?” You ask carefully. He sighs.

“Yea. I am.” He still sounds disappointed, and a bit like he’s going to cry. Wrapping your hands around his naked waist, you pull his chest to you.

“I don't mind.” You whisper warmly, and he holds you tightly.

“I know.” He replies, sounding sad but simultaneously relieved. He kisses the top of your head lovingly, and you can’t help but smile despite it all.

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