#I'm already cooking up ideas for her and can't stop

[infernal-feminae]

Someone, quick

Talk me out of adding her as a muse

[tyunniez]

converse high... bttm male reader

!!.. this has to be my worst work yet,, uhh rough sex, creampie, kinda vanilla ngl, not proofread idfk also bts ref borahae 💜

you jumped around in excitement to see one of your favorite group is finally going on tour! and they're coming to your city!

you immediately rushed to check the tickets, choosing the vip standing seat. " wait, how much money do I have left? " you stopped yourself before making a bad decision.

you looked at your bank account and almost passed out. you're broke as hell.

" why the hell am I so broke? " you questioned yourself, trying to find a genuine reason.

you scanned throughout your room till your eyes landed on your closet. " ah. that's why. "

multiple articles of clothing brimmed your closet causing it to overfill, making you slightly grimace at how your clothing rail was holding on for its dear life.

you recently went on another shopping haul after seeing your favorite idol adorning a new collection that was released by your favorite fashion brand.

you just had to get it.

yeah, maybe you had a bit of a spending problem..

your parents have spoiled you since birth because you're their one and only child. no, you weren't wealthy. you had to take on jobs multiple times, but hey hard work pays off!

you were currently on your break, and you intended to spend it going shopping till you went broke but unfortunately, due to you blowing your money to buy another vip standing ticket, that money mysteriously vanished.

" hmm.. is there any job I can do right now? " you rolled around in bed while scrolling through your phone, trying to find any quick gag you could do to earn some cash.

you ended up throwing your phone to the wall, groaning aloud when you could find none.

" i'm so lazy! not to mention my piles of assignments... " you sighed to yourself, opting to go downstairs instead to eat your sorrows away.

you were greeted by both of your parents downstairs, your mom already getting started on making lunch. " oh dear, what's wrong? you look stressed. "

you go to stand beside her, washing your hands in the process to help her cook. " I'm looking for a job to buy a ticket for a concert. my fav group is coming here you know! " you complained to your mom.

you grab the onion and began slicing it, shedding a few tears meanwhile. your mom thinks to herself, turning to you with an idea.

" you know our neighbor is actually looking for someone to babysit her kid. the pay is quite good since her kid is quite.. naughty. " you stared at the soup you were stirring and hummed.

" i can send you the details if you're interested, dear. " you nodded and decided to see how much would the pay be, who knows it might be enough.

a bonus is the kid has a total hottie as her brother!

you took one look at the pay and were sold immediately. you did the math and doing this for the amount of time needed will be more than enough.

i mean, babysitting can't be that hard, right?

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you sighed nervously as you finally approached the front door, your tote bag on your shoulder with everything you needed inside. you knocked on the door, anxiously waiting for the mom to greet you.

instead, you were greeted by someone else. " you the new babysitter? "

you stuttered, brain short-circuiting. instead of answering, you stared at the man in front of you.

the red-haired cocked his head to the side, waiting for you to answer with a raised brow. " hello? you there? " he asked in an annoyed tone.

" oh, oh yeah sorry. y-yeah, i'm the new babysitter. " you gripped the strap of your tote bag, trying your best to maintain eye contact with the man in front of you.

he hummed and opened the door wider for you to come in. you excused yourself and stepped into the house.

you walked up to ms. moore to greet her but before you could say anything she rushed towards you, her bag already in her hand.

" oh yn dear! i was just about to leave! thank god you're here. so there's money on the counter in case maya wants anything to eat. you can ask my son for any help. i'll be back before one so i hope you can withstand.. "

before you could ask any questions, she already rushed her way out towards the door. " jason, you better help the babysitter this time! thank you again and i'll see you when i get back, dear! "

with a slam of the door, she was gone.

you stood there, trying to process the information she just dumped on you. in your shocked state, jason gave you a pat on the shoulder. " she always does that. good luck dealing with that devil. ", was all he said before leaving you alone.

" maya, go easy on him! " he shouted upstairs.

you turned to the kid staring at you from the couch, a little concerned about what he just said. you've dealt with kids before, this will be easy.

⊹₊⋆

god, you regretted even thinking that.

there was a reason why babysitters kept dropping out like flies. this kid might as well come straight from hell!

you let out a long sigh as you crashed onto the sofa. you finally managed to put maya to sleep. though you couldn't really relax, still scared she might pull something with you thinking she was asleep.

" don't worry she's asleep. " you looked to the side to see jason slipping next to you on the couch, remote in his hand as he scrolled through various movies.

you let out another sigh, leaning your head back against the headrest and closing your eyes. you crossed your legs over one another, inspecting your slightly dirty converse high.

you peered over next to you, silently admiring jason.

you observed how his grown-out wolf cut, his red-haired that was now washed out is slightly messy, making it look like he just rolled out of bed.

your eyes were especially glued to his piercings. from his industrial to his snake bite, god he has so much.

you were more so drawn to his lips, that you could see his tongue-piercing. he purposely toyed with it, flicking his tongue out to tease you.

he licked his lips ever so slowly, his pink tongue grazing over his lower lip, not forgetting to graze over his snake bite. you gulped and looked away to try to get your mind on something else.

you didn't want to pop a boner in someone else's house!

" had enough already? " his sultry voice suddenly asked. you whipped your neck to look at him, eyes wide like a deer caught in a headlight, did he catch me staring..?

you cleared your throat and grabbed a nearby pillow to try to cover your growing hard-on.

" w-what're you talking about? " you glued your eyes towards the tv, trying to seem as unbothered as you can, thou the stuttering clearly gave it away..

jason rolled his eyes and discarded the pillow you were clinging onto, " oh come on, don't play dumb now. "

he pinned you down on the couch, caging you in leaving you no choice but to look at him.

" don't tell me you didn't notice at all.. "

you tried your best to look at him in the eyes, trying to figure out what he was talking about. well, he was really touchy.. his hands always found their way to touch you no matter.

he always knows just where and when to linger his touches to make you slightly flustered, the way he held your waist earlier still not leaving your eyes.

he also never took his eyes off of you ever since you stepped into his house. his eyes always trailing over to wherever you are, observing whatever the hell you are doing.

your cheeks got redder as you turned your head to the side, trying to hide from his gaze. " see i know you were a smart boy, now how far are you willing to go, bunny? "

you clasped your hand over your mouth, eyes rolling back to the back of your head. this is all too lewd!

you peeked down to look at him and the view below you was breathtaking.

jason's messy hair was now slicked back with his sweat, his big hands holding your legs open as his tongue worked its way on your dick. you could feel his tongue piercing along it, the added sensation making your thigh quiver.

you slowly released your hold on your own mouth, breath shaky. " jason, i-i'm close.. " your meal voice was shaky from the amount of pleasure you were experiencing.

he hummed and just continued to suck you, his hand now fondling your balls, massaging them as if to coax you to release.

you gripped the bedsheet below you, the warmth of his mouth mixed with the occasional cold feeling of his piercing was driving you over the edge. with a loud moan, you finally released in his mouth, eyes closing in bliss.

jason swallowed it all, making sure not to leave any drop behind. you didn't know whether to feel grossed out by it or not.

" ready to move on now bunny? " jason asked you while grabbing a bottle of lube, squirting a glob of it on his fingers. you silently nodded and watched as he squirted another glob on your hole.

" cold.. " you whined at him, feeling the chilliness of the lube. " don't worry, i'll warm you right up bunny. " he smiled.

he first inserted one finger into you slowly, letting you get used to the feeling. he began slowly moving it, occasionally grazing over that spot that made you see stars.

he then inserted another and another, steadily picking up his pace and getting more rougher as time went on. your eyes shoot back open as you kept your lips as tight as you could.

you were close and jason seemed to know this too.

before you could reach your climax, he swiftly pulled his fingers out. you looked up at him in confusion, dumbfounded as to why he stopped. " w-why'd you stopped? "

he took off his boxer, tossing it somewhere else. " don't tell me you were gonna cum just from that. the real fun begins now, bunny "

you watched as jason stroked his own dick, pouring lube on it. he was big. maybe too big for you. " are you sure it'll fit.. " you asked him while your eyes still trained on it.

" don't worry.. " he aligned himself with your hole, " i'll make it fit. "

with that, he shoved himself into you, the student action made you let out a loud moan. your eyes instantly teared up from the sudden stretch. you bit your lips to make sure no other noise escaped from you.

he was so big and you felt so.. full. his tip perfectly kissed your prostate, almost as if you were molded just for him.

" look at you taking it so well.. i knew i should've stuffed you full the moment i saw you. "

you stifled another incoming moan. your hands both covered your face, trying to hide your flushed face. two hands suddenly held onto your wrist, effectively prying your hands off of your face.

" don't hide this gorgeous face from me now. "

his own fingers intertwined with your own as he pounded into you roughly, going fast and aggressive from the start. a string of moans left your lips, your voice shaky due to how fast he was.

soon, one of his hands sneaked its way onto your thigh, hoisting it up. you almost screamed from how much deeper he was inside you. you didn't think it was even possible.

" jasonn, i'm near.. " you whined. your own dick bounced and twitched begging for release. " i'm close too, bunny.. cum with me, yeah? "

you nodded while jason held onto your ankles, his fingers digging into the fabric of your converse high. he somehow began speeding up, chasing his own climax.

you closed your mouth with your own hand, knowing damn well your moans were echoing throughout the house already.

with no warning whatsoever, you felt the warm liquid soon filling your inside, dropplings of it escaping from your hole. the feeling of being filled with jason's thick cock mixed with his own cum running down your ass caused you to also release.

you shut your eyes as your release painted your stomach white, some of it landing on jason's.

after a few moments of silence, he then let go of your ankles, slowly pulling out. you winced at the feeling of emptiness. you rolled to the side, jason also crawling next to you.

you soon almost lull yourself to sleep before remembering that tomorrow you have to babysit maya. oh god maya. you prayed she was sleeping like a baby and didn't hear anything.

" shit.. i honestly can't feel my legs and i still have to babysit maya tomorrow... " you groaned out loud next to him, trying to brainstorm an idea on how to babysit that devil in your current state.

jason only laughed next to you. talking about how he'll figure out a way to deal with her tomorrow. you hope he will since you can't miss the pay...

[barefoothighlander]

never going back again - 02

summary: ghost finds himself at the wrong safe house, injured and unable to call for backup

simon ‘ghost’ riley x innocent fem!reader

warnings: mdni (18+), mentions of eating, nightmares, mention of alcohol, mutual pining

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It was the calmest he'd ever been, lounging around the cottage with you near, he wasn't much for conversation but he enjoyed asking you questions, how long you'd lived there,

"3 years next month, I bought it a while back after moving here on a whim"

What you did all day,

"Garden and read, lots of painting, even more cooking"

It was all so foreign to him, the idea of living one day at a time, not worrying about the outside world or whether or not your life was in danger, he'd realized quickly that this was the first time he felt safe in years, even with the looming threat of enemies outside and the lack of contact to his team. It did occur to him that if he didn't reach out eventually he would be labelled MIA, but to a man who wasn't even legally alive, the prospect of never seeing his team again didn't worry him a bit, what did worry him was the burning smell from the kitchen.

"What are you doing in here?"

"I was trying a new recipe, it's harder than it looks" You rush to turn off the stove, quickly pulling the pan from the surface and using a towel to waft the smoke.

"I thought you were good at cooking"

"No I said I liked cooking, not that I was any good" You huff while reaching to open the small window above the sink, allowing the fumes to migrate through the opening.

He leans his hands against the table "It doesn't look that bad"

"You're a terrible liar, has anyone ever told you that"

"Most say I've got a great poker face" He tilts his head, you respond with an unamused haha,

He stands to his full height, moving towards you "Let me"

"Let you what"

"Cook, I'll make dinner"

"Anything's better than this" You nudge towards the pan of burnt food, straightening your clothes before allowing him the step to the stove. You turn to sit at the table, watching as he moves around the kitchen with ease, grabbing ingredients from various spots while you point him toward the proper cabinets.

"Where'd you learn to cook?"

"Had to figure out a way to feed myself once I left home"

"They don't feed you at work?"

"They do, but it's mostly inedible, more nutrient based than anything"

"Did your mum cook?"

He doesn't respond for a moment, leaving you to realize the words that come from your mouth, your smile fading quickly, "I'm sorry I forgot"

"S'alright, she um, she didn't often but some Sundays she'd make a roast, best meal I ever ate"

He turns to you, his gaze soft as you smile slightly in response,

"Well let's hope her skills weren't wasted on you"

He laughs lightly, a real laugh before shaking his head and turning his attention back to the stove. You watch as he prepares the food for a few minutes, reaching across the counter to add spices,

"So what are you making?"

"I am making" He stops his sentence, turning off the stove and twisting to face you, "French toast"

"French toast?"

"I said I could cook, not that I know a lot of recipes"

You cover your mouth as you laugh, your eyes creasing at the sides as he places a plate in front of you,

"Well, it smells great"

The two of you dig into the food, your gaze focused on the plate as you allow him the privacy to lift his mask up slightly, revealing his mouth, falling into a comfortable silence as you eat, Simon smiles to himself as you make a small hum of approval,

"You can't be serious"

"What'd I do?"

"That's like a cup of syrup"

"So?"

"You're teeth are going to rot from your head"

"What if they already have"

You scrunch your face at the thought, "At least it'd explain the mask"

"You don't have to turn away you know"

You make a small huh? in response,

"When I pull on my mask, I don't mind you seeing parts of my face"

"I just assumed"

"I know, but you don't have to turn away"

"Okay" Your voice is smaller, intrigue and confusion mixed into it as you nod. “How’s your cut”

“Healing, thanks to you, still tender”

“Can I” You turn your eyes to his, standing from the table to kneel by his side, his breath catches in his throat as you lower your body, your fingers inches from his stomach.

He nods lightly in permission, lifting his shirt for you and settling it on his lower stomach, your fingers pressing gently on the sides of his wound as you inspect it. His eyes stare at your face, holding back a smile as you bite your lip in concentration, you stand, turning behind to grab some new bandages from the cabinet behind you before returning to your position in front of him.

You brace your fingers against his skin, tugging at his bandage,

“Sorry”

“Doesn’t hurt”

You tilt your head to him and he’s watching you, his eyes locked on your face, your cheeks flush slightly under his stare, turning your attention towards his wound as you dress it, pressing the bandage into his skin. You let your fingers linger for a moment, feeling his stomach rise and fall with each breath before you slowly pull away, standing up and nodding.

“That should do”

“Thank you”

“It’s nothing”

“Thank you” He repeats in a lower, softer voice as he lets his shirt fall into place.

"Any idea when your ear thing will work again?"

"You trying to kick me out?"

"No" You widen your eyes at your quick response, "Just, want to make sure there isn't someone at home missing you"

"There isn't"

You mouth a small oh before turning your gaze toward the window, "It's late, you should rest"

"Right"

There's tension between the two of you, neither wants to leave the others company yet at the same time, neither of you will do anything about it.

"I'll see you in the morning" You smile, passing through the kitchen towards your room and closing the door, leaving Simon alone.

He wakes in a blind panic, the sky outside still dark as he blinks his eyes, turning his head towards your door, he can hear you shouting, rustling around and without thinking he enters the room. Your limbs are twisted between the sheets, jolting around as you mumble, he takes a step back as you sit up, your chest heavy.

You clutch your chest at the sight of him, lurking in the doorframe,

"You scared me"

"You were having a nightmare"

"Yeah, they happen sometimes"

It's then that you notice he's not wearing his mask, the room is dark but there's enough light for you to make out the curve of his nose,

He scratches the back of his head, "Okay" turning to leave,

"Simon"

He lazily turns his gaze back to you, responding with a small hmm.

"Will you stay, it's just"

He cuts you off, "Easier to sleep with someone beside you"

"Please"

"Of course"

You watch as he crosses the room, looming beside your bed as you pull the sheets to cover you, feeling the mattress dip under his weight as he settles in. He lays awkwardly on his back, his arms crossed over his stomach, you watch his chest rise and fall, without thinking you slide your palm against it, your fingers light on the fabric of his shirt as you move closer, pressing your chest against his side and resting your head on his shoulder. He snakes an arm around you, letting you nestle against him as his hand settles gently on your arm, his touch feather-light as he tries to keep a consistent heartbeat.

You must've fallen asleep shortly after, waking to the sun streaming into the room, your limbs tangled between his, both of you had turned in your sleep, his chest now pressed against your back as his arms held snugly against your waist. You can feel his steady breath fan across your neck, his face close enough that the tip of his nose grazes your skin, he's so warm, the sheets on the bed long forgotten in your sleep and the heat coming from him is more than enough.

You reach a hand to his arm, tracing over the lines of his tattoo and you feel him tighten his grip, his stable breaths now ragged as he wakes up. It takes him a moment to realize the position he's in, his brain doing little to comprehend the situation.

"Do you have something in your pocket?"

He pulls from you instantly, jolting upwards and turning around as you giggle,

"M'sorry" His voice is groggy, his accent thicker than usual.

"It's fine"

He keeps his gaze away from you, anxiously stretching his limbs before you realize,

"I'm gonna shower, I'll turn away so I don't"

"Thank you"

You can only see the back of his head, his blonde hair that's a mess, the outline of his head as he nods, shaking your thoughts as you move out of the room.

You stare at yourself in the bathroom mirror, hoping that he didn't get a chance to see you that morning either, your hair was everywhere, the skin under your eyes dark from your usual lack of sleep as you strip your pyjamas, turning on the faucet.

You stand in the warm water, letting it wash over you, hoping it would calm your rampant thoughts as you hear Simon moving around behind the door.

You step out of the shower, wrapping your body in a towel and smoothing your hair back before opening the door, the steam wafting from the small room into the house.

“Where’s the kettle?”

“Top left cabinet”

You stand in the doorway, your hands squeezing the water from your hair as you look at him,

“Thanks”

He turns quickly to you and his body freezes, his eyes glued to your practically naked form as you stand, the beads of water dripping from your warm skin.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, yep, just making tea”

“Okay, bags are in the lower cupboard”

He nods awkwardly, furrowing your brows at him before turning around, he lets out a heavy breath as you leave, leaning back against the counter as he drops his head back, staring at the ceiling.

“Shit” He mumbles to himself, adjusting his pants feeling them grow tighter as his mind runs circles around the sight of you, replaying the way your fingers traced over his skin, and scent of your hair as he rested his head against yours. He was awake most of the night, listening to you breath, smiling lightly as you mumble about nothing, you were soft, he’d never had soft before always jagged and dark.

His mind snaps back as you call from the other room,

“Are you any good at fixing things?”

“Depends, what needs fixing”

“The shutters outside, they’re falling apart”

“I could give them a look”

You appear in the entry, smiling at him, now clothed with your hair pulled back, he just watches you in awe, the fact that you could look so perfect no matter the circumstances, you could be caked in mud and still make his heart flutter.

The two of you sit for tea and chat about nothing, asking more questions that he dodges while you openly answer everything he had wondering about.

“I think you’re his new favourite”

Simon makes a small huh before you nudge your head toward his feet, the small cat nestling itself against his calf.

“Strange”

“He’s not strange”

“Not him just, I’ve never had a cat do this”

“Well get used to it”

He smiles under his mask, he could get used to this, spending his days with you, cooking and drinking tea, just enjoying each others company around the house.

“The shutters”

You set your cup down, nodding at him, “There’s some tools in the shed outside, not sure what’s left but maybe they’d help”

“I’ll get right on it then”

It was sweltering outside, the sun beaming down without a cloud in the sky as Simon tries to navigate his way around fixing the shutters. You see him through the window, his arms flexing as he unscrews some things and nails in others, you had no idea what he was doing but he looked good.

I’m hot, he must be hot you fan yourself with your hand, pulling the hair from your sweat glistened neck, eyes darting around the kitchen before an idea clicks in your head.

“Beer”

It’s the only word you can manage to think of as your eyes fall on him, somewhere in the last few minutes he’d stripped himself of his shirt, tucking the loose material into the belt of his pants as his sweat dripped down his skin.

“Cheers, love one”

Your throat dries, nodding as you extend a n arm toward him, the cold glass of the drink transferring to his grip as he tips it towards you in thanks, turning around to lift his mask slightly before taking a sip. Your eyes trailing down his muscled form, roaming over every ridge of his stomach before moving back up.

“Must be hot with the mask”

“Get used to it”

You take a few gulps of your own drink, running the glass across your skin in an attempt to cool yourself. He turns his gaze back to you, watching as you let the beverage run across your skin, leaving a trail of drips behind, he can’t tell if you’re teasing him or this is just how you act naturally.

“How’s it looking”

“Great”

“So you’re almost done”

“Huh?” His eyes pull back to yours,

“Are you almost done, it’s getting unbearable out here”

“Yeah, nearly there”

“Great, I’ll be inside”

The rest of the evening was calm, the two of you doing your best to stay cool in the small cottage as the sun set over the horizon, deciding on cooking something that didn’t involve the use of heat, settling on sandwiches for dinner.

“Mind if I shower, I’m covered in sweat”

“Yea of course” Your mind floods with the sight of his bare form, thankful that the hot air masked the flush of your cheeks, “Towels are in the washroom”

He nods, standing from the table to move toward the shower, closing the door behind him before turning it on. You blow out a long breath, bracing your hands against the table before turning your head at the sound of him wincing,

“You alright?” You call

“Yeah, just sore”

“Well hurry up, I’ll check your stitches”

You sit impatiently as he showers, nervously tidying the kitchen as you wait, your chest fluttering as you hear the shower turn off.

“Figured it’s easier if I just put my shirt on later”

He must be doing this on purpose, once again your eyes roam his form, his sweat replaced by dripping water as his freshly cleaned skin draws your attention,

“Sure, easier”

He sits on the couch, leaning back and positioning his arm against the top to allow you a better view to his stitches, to your surprise they’re doing well, no inflammation or bleeding, they look good.

“S’good, should be able to take them out soon”

“Great”

“Might leave a scar”

“Adds to the collection”

You pass your gaze over the skin of his chest, littered with scars, some small and others long, some old and some new.

“I’m fine”

“I know you are”

“It only hurts a little, when it happens”

“And someone did this to you”

“A few people”

“How many is a few?” You stare at him with rounded eyes,

“Nothing you need to worry about”

You soften your gaze, standing from the couch,

“I guess we should sleep now” His eyes follow your movements, he shifts in his spot trying to get comfortable,

“Simon, would you- nevermind”

“What do you need?”

“I felt bad waking you last night and I was thinking maybe, if we slept in the same bed I wouldn’t have any, you know”

“Yeah, I’d like that- you not having nightmares” He fumbles over his last words, trying to keep himself together at the prospect of once again having you close.

“Okay” You walk nervously toward your room, the simple action now feeling foreign as he trails behind you, “I’ll keep the lights off if you want”

He nods, closing the door behind him as you get into the bed, shuffling around a little before finding comfort in your position, you turn to your side but keep your eyes on him as he reaches to tug his mask off, your mind trying to piece together what he might look like behind the sharp lines of his shadowed face.

He sets himself beside you, moving an apprehensive arm under your pillow, making sure you were okay with it. You push back against him, your body perfectly slotting in front of his as his other arm settles around your waist, you hold it with your fingers, your thumb rubbing against the skin as you let out a small hum of satisfaction.

You’re asleep in no time, the warmth of the air combined with the comfort of Simon behind you lulling you into a dream while he stays up, his arms tucked against you, it was the most comfortable he’d been in years, maybe ever and be didn’t dare move, his body freezing everytime you moved a leg against him or squeezed his forearm lightly, they were like subconscious reminders that you wanted him there and it warmed his heart, melting against you as he tucked his nose against the nape of your neck, your hair brushing against his skin.

He wakes to an empty bed and a weight on his chest, opening his heavy eyes to the sight of Goliath,

“Good morning kitty”

He runs a hand across his back, smiling lightly as he purrs against his touch before he jumps off, startled by the sounds from the house. Simon quickly realizes that he’s not wearing a mask, it’s light out, and you’re not there, a small panic setting into his nerves as he stands.

He tugs on his mask and a shirt before leaving the room, pressing his side against the frame as he watches you move around the kitchen, steeping some tea while you clean up.

“Mornin”

You turn around with a wide smile, “Sleep well?” You ask, leaning against the counter,

“Best in years” He’s being honest, something about you was so comfortable, safe, he wanted to stay forever, if this was what life had in store for him then he’d accept it with open arms.

“Good, cause I think I found that wire you needed”

His heart sinks in an instant, “You did?”

“I think so, was tucked back in the drawer”

“Oh, I’ll see if it’s the right one then”

You smile, turning back to the kettle that had begun whistling as Simon panics, it was too soon, he wanted more time, he needed to figure out a way to stay longer, something good that would keep him here at least a few more days.

“The bathrooms got mold in it” It was the best he could come up with, he hated lying to you.

“Huh?” You turn with your brows furrowed,

“The bathroom, noticed it last night, I can’t fix it if you’d like”

“Are you sure, I didn’t see any”

“Easy to miss sometimes, it’s just near the drain, shouldn’t take more than a day to clean up”

“Yeah sure, just let me know what you need”

He nods, fighting back a smile of success behind his mask, excusing himself from your direct line of sight before internally celebrating, before stopping to think to himself,

Now I’ve gotta figure out how to retile a shower.

[feyascorner]

Food is not something he's indulged in since he was turned.

He must've enjoyed it once, as every other undead being he's surrounded by. But when he lifts a wine glass to his lips or sips at a broth, all he can do is scrunch his nose, disgusted by the way it tastes. The only thing that satiates him now is blood. He's gotten used to it by now.

So why in the hells he'd thought he could make you soup to soothe your aching throat, he has no idea.

Surely, it can't be terribly difficult? Just a few vegetables, broth, and a pretty bowl to put it in. It would make you feel better if you didn't have to get up and cook for yourself, and he'd get to sit by your side, teasing the way you seem to sneeze every few minutes.

Unfortunately, he's finding that he was horribly wrong.

"You can't feed them this!" Gale exclaims with a groan. "It really is a simple recipe, surely you can make this much."

Astarion glares at him, then back down at the pot of soup sitting pathetically on the stove. He sees Gale testing it one more time with a spoon and shuddering, flinching at the taste. He would taste it himself if it weren't for the fact that it would taste terrible regardless of the culinary quality, but alas, all he can do is narrow his eyes at the deceiving concoction in the pot.

The wizard sets down his testing spoon and sighs. "Look, we can try again tomorrow. We should really feed them soon, anyway."

Astarion frowns. He's killed people and defeated dozens of monsters, and he's brought down by this? A bloody soup? All while getting scolded by Gale, of all people?

He hasn't even tried the soup, but he feels a bit sick.

"Oh, did you guys already cook?"

His ears perk at the sound of your voice, and you pace into the kitchen, wrapped in one of his many blankets. His chest swells at this, but hells if he'd ever show that on his face. "You should be resting, darling."

"I will. I'm just hungry," you sniffle, reaching for the pot of soup. And before Gale can stop you, you're already pouring yourself a serving, and you slowly lift the bowl to your lips, taking a long sip while the said wizard gawks.

Astarion's eyes never leave your expression as you bring the half-empty bowl down to the counter, swiping at the excess in your mouth. You seem in thought, raising a brow before turning to Gale. "Are you experimenting with recipes?"

"It's certainly not one of my makings!" he recoils, almost offended. "I'm afraid I have to give this honor to my friend, here."

Astarion rolls his eyes, readying himself for your criticism of his cooking. He knows you wouldn't be as inelegant as Gale when speaking your concerns about the damned soup, but he thinks it might have more of an impact on him anyway, simply because it's you.

Getting his feelings hurt over a bowl of soup would certainly be a new low for him.

You stare at him for a moment in a painful silence before lifting the rest of the bowl to down the rest. Even Astarion blinks this time, watching in utter disbelief as you drink the soup like the finest wine in Faerun.

And when you set the bowl down, you shrug. "It's good."

Gale's jaw drops, but all Astarion does is stare at you with wide eyes. You yawn, trudging back to your room without another word, his blanket trailing behind your heels. He only snaps out of his trance when he hears Gale sigh obnoxiously loud at his side.

"It's your lucky day. It seems the sickness has rendered her tastebuds malfunctioning."

Despite the embarrassing way, he feels the tips of his pointed ears flush, Astarion cracks a triumphant smile.

[pupyuj]

Pervy G!P babysitter Yujin who can't stop imagining fucking reader who is married but her husband is always away so she sees that as her chance of "helping you out" with your problems. Biggest problem Yujin being extremely hot.

Also don't worry, your works always slay and I can't wait to read more of your work (Especially Yujin because I need her cock in me badly)

an older ask! 😳 n thanks a lot for ur kind words then anon <;33

yujin's definitely the type to take that job bcs she wants to fuck a hot milf... and that milf being you! she does end up enjoying spending time with a kid but at the end of the day... she always comes into your unnecessarily huge mansion with a mission 😈 yujin's super polite and well-mannered, plays with your kids very well and even gets him some gifts sometimes! you grew fond of her after she went above and beyond for your kid and ever since then, you've seen her as more of a confidant than an... well, an employee 😭😭

it was definitely strange to call someone so young your friend, but that was what became of your relationship! especially after your partner got so busy that you started feeling lonely around the house 😞 yujin always made sure to keep you from getting bored though! from cooking meals for the kid with you, helping you with cleaning, playing with your kid with you.. yujin was good company! but ofc... her ulterior motives got the best of her one day! 🫣

making sure that the kid wasn't around when she makes a move... sees you looking all stressed from work without your partner to comfort you :((( yujinnie offering her help by putting her hands on your shoulders and giving you a well-earned massage! "your partner... they're a very hard-worker but i can't help but think that they're being a little unfair to you, (y/n)-ssi." yujin lowering herself so she's right up your ear, making the slightest moves to be softly pecking your head,, and you're so tired that you can't rlly think correctly... leaning in to her and making the mistake of moaning when she suddenly gropes your tits??? now yujin definitely doesn't have to think of stopping herself.

"y-yujin... wait, i'm... i can't be doing thi—"

"fuck no. stay here." she pulls your back against her, attacking your neck 😳 her hands were already inside your blouse, groping and touching everywhere she could :((( humping your ass while she pinches your nipple, forcing her tongue inside your mouth, and rubbing your clit all at once?? it was all too much for you and soon enough you've completely thrown away all your self-control,, letting yujin touch you as she pleases, reaching down her pants and squeezing her dick... and you're even the one who unbuckled her belt and unzipped her pants! you were so desperate to be filled that you didn't care that you were cheating on your spouse—all you wanted was yujin, and for yujin to fuck you good 😵‍💫

memkehjksd yujin pumping in and out of your cunt while you're sat on top of your desk,, your arms around her neck, holding on for dear life while she pounds your pussy like she's never fucked anyone before,, her grunts in your ear?? bites your shoulder, your neck... 🤤🤤 yujinnie making sure you're taking the full length of her thick cock with every thrust :(( reaching even some spots your partner did not know about.. fuck, yujin was way too good at this...

"lemme breed you, mommy... fill this fucking pussy full of my cum... can i? can i, please??" her hips stuttering the closer she gets to her climax :((( yujinnie gets super whiny too,, whimpering and muttering "mommy" against your skin,, one clench around her dick pushing her over the edge and making her spill her seed inside you 😵‍💫😵‍💫 she really does fill you up so fucking full too! "how was that...? i'm good, right, mommy?" yujinnie was asking with a shit-eating grin, knowing damn well she's just given you a good fuck after forever 🥴

you were just recovering from all of that when yujin had this genius idea to sit on your bed, wrap your panties around her cock, and jack off right in front of you,, "f-fuck..! mhm!" her coming in your panties,, and telling you to wear them bcs it inflates her fucking ego so much... and to both of your luck, your partner arrives home later that night and you had to stand and be all sweet in front of them while wearing some cum-soaked panties... yujinnie watching from the side with a smirk, winking at you when you happened to make eye contact with her while your spouse kissed you,,,

and ofc, each and every single one of her next visits became merely an excuse for the two of you to fuck like rabid animals,, but what can you say??? being bred full of yujin's cum everyday have become too much of a good thing to give up 😵‍💫

[n3ptoonz]

Ok ok ok we got the boys getting walked in on soooo what if Earthrealm boys walked in on US?

i knew somebody would have this idea 😈 REVERSE REVERSE 🔄

these are gonna be blurbs instead of bullet points

explicit content under the cut; implied scent knk mention, sphinx can't stick to a theme to save her life

Scorpion

Kuai Liang was shocked at first, but quickly understood. He's gone a lot and knows that. He's not upset at all by this, what gets the job done in his absence is what he roots for, but he'd still rather be the one making you sound like that. Lowkey is impressed with how well you must've been going at it too. 'Have I ever made them sound like that...? Hold up-' he thinks. Once you see him and are like woahh when did you get here he's like "Curiosity got the best of me, I'd like to help if you'll have me." as if you weren't already jumping on him before he finished his sentence.

Sub-Zero

"You just couldn't wait, could you?" Bi-Han said, standing over you. You jumped at the sight of him looming over your almost fucked-out glow from your own hands and splayed out on the couch; just how the fuck was he so quiet?! As you nervously try to explain, thinking he's actually upset at you, he interrupted you again by grumbling and picking you up to properly escort you to your shared bedroom. He laid you down and got on top of you, pressing himself between your legs. "I'm not angry with you. I just wish you had waited." he said before letting himself hang free. "But I don't mind finishing the job."

Kenshi Takahashi

When Kenshi checked out where the noise was coming from, he caught you grinding against a lounge pillow with his shirt over your nose. Once your eyes opened and saw him standing in the doorway half shocked half into it, you kicked the pillow off the bed and sat up. "No, no, please, don't let me interrupt." he teased half jokingly. Honestly he could see himself encouraging the concept. He has many duties to attend to, so who would he be to tell you not to tend to yourself? He walked further into the room with a more serious look on his face, he really wanted to apologize he couldn't always be there, but since he was now there's nothing stopping him from helping his lover out.

Smoke

Tomas was red as a tomato. He planned to come over to your place and cook together to make up for lost time since he's often very busy. He had a key to your house so he naturally just walked in, set his stuff down, and went to go find you. "Hey, you ready to cook-" cue a Disney studio audience gasp. After like a full 60 seconds of him stuttering over his words he apologized many times before you stopped him. You offered for him to help you out, and now he was pushing down his own immediate boner, but a simple 'yes' sealed the deal for the both of you.

Johnny Cage

This sexy fucking prick. Unbeknownst to you Johnny just sat and watched from the door of your bedroom, truly fascinated by how needy you were for him. Before you could even reach a semblance of climax, here he waltzed in all smug, "11 times." he said. You gasped and threw the covers over yourself, asking what the hell he's on about now (you're used to him popping up unannounced). "You said my name 11 times, new record babe." He knew your next remark would either be witty or frustrated, so he spoke again. "Ah, ah, ah, let's make it 20."

Kung Lao

Kung Lao is also another sexy fucking prick, but a little worse. You have been walked in on before but not thwacking the noodle or flicking the bean, something less crazy like changing, and yet he still was a teaser. You recalled if he was coming over today and reached the conclusion that he would have no reason to, so you got to work. Silly silly you, Johnny and Lao are known for showing up out of nowhere, you knew that! So there you were doing your thing, and boom, Kung Lao pulled up and caught you by accident. He had no regrets though, all you saw looking at you was a smirk, clear idea on his face, and his signature dimples smiling back.

Raiden

Look guys idgaf what anybody feels or says, I can say he's baby while also knowing a lot, obviously. Raiden is a grown ass man with a dick and balls, but he's never walked in on someone before. Me personally I believe he'd be in shock, and he was. Why? Not only because he walked in on AND interrupted your own time, but you were whispering and moaning his name too. Like Smoke he'd be shifting where he stood trying to control his aching boner, but surely once you gave him the okay to enter your room, hell, even touch you? Game fucking on. He's still nervous but wouldn't let that stop him!

Liu Kang

Liu Kang may be a God, but obviously he cannot tell the future. He just created the world and tried to maintain peace as much as he could. He can predict things, and that included what you were doing while he wasn't there. He figured with how much he was gone it wouldn't be surprising if you took matters into your own hands, and he was right. He slowly rounded the corner to the sight of you using some kind of toy and muttering incoherent words that lead to his name somewhere in there, but it didn't bother him. In fact, when he made his presence known he offered to help including the toy if you wanted.

Geras

Lowkey I don't think Geras would know what to do. He doesn't interact with mortals much technically outside of Liu. So like, if you were waiting for him back at his chambers especially when he took so long to come back due to business, he'd be stuck in his tracks. He'd say there's no need to apologize but rather explain your desire to him so he could fulfill whatever void was left in his absence. I feel like he'd be reassuring too if you were embarrassed and happily make your wishes his command.

a/n: OKKAAAYYYYY i got this out FUCK writers block and periods and life IS A BITCH and ik i recycle the same stuff but like hey, it works🥱

[luveline]

Hi Jade, I’m thinking about soulmate prince Steve again. Can I request something (any length) with reader starting to feel like she fits in and finding something she enjoys doing around the palace (lending a hand in the library? Working in the garden? Helping in the kitchen?) and someone makes a comment about it and she stands up for herself?

Basically I think it’d be nice to see how her relationship with Steve getting stronger helps her feel more confident in her position

prince steve au ♡ fem

You find that with proper instruction, time, and resources, you love to cook. It's an odd thing to discover in your twenties, perhaps; any of your peers who liked to cook were already learning by the time you left school, dipping into restaurants in the wealthier north city, or training for prestigious positions in the Palace kitchens.

Steve sneaks in to see you every now and then. You're pushing the brunt of your palm into a soft dough when you feel his touch, a quick stroke of the knuckle against your lower back before his hand comes up, cupping your shoulder. 

"What's this?" he asks. "It looks good, smells good. You're smiling." 

"Yes, I'm smiling, I'm happy. And you've come to see me." 

"That's why you're smiling?" he asks. 

A strand of hair has fallen into his eyes, and a second chunk follows as he leans in. Not to kiss you, though you'd probably welcome it, but to make sure you can see his smile too. 

"Where's your crown?" you ask. 

"I'm striking. How ridiculous it is they expect me to wear it in my own home, I don't care if there are deputies visiting." 

"Can I take off my finery?" You've been dressed in very nice clothes considering they're now covered in flour, but the weight of the jewellery is the real annoyance. "It's too much, Steve." 

Steve's gaze dips down to the mass of jewels held against your collarbone. "Too much," he agrees, reaching around you. His fingers brush the back of your neck, eliciting a tiny metal clink as he unclasps your necklace and pulls it free. "Much better. You don't need any of this to look fine." He pockets it.

You stroke the loose hairs from his face. 

"Oh, sorry." You wipe at the smudge of flour you've left behind. "Sorry. I'm making it worse. Good thing you're so pale." 

"Alright." He looks like he might giggle. "So mean to me. I'll go do some fencing in the sunshine and maybe you'll grow to love me." He does giggle, then, at his own joke no less. 

He expresses that your loaf of bread should please god end up on his plate first, and then he kisses your cheek and tells you he'll see you at dinner. It's a very nice farewell that gives an extra aura of happiness to your bread-making. 

"You won't actually give the Prince your bread, will?" one of the cooks asks. 

It's innocuous, but it pisses you off. Steve is a Prince, yes, but he's your boyfriend, your soulmate (scream), he's your equal in partnership even if he's a royal, and isn't his treatment enough proof? Why would he come down to the kitchens to dote on you? Why would he ask to try your bread first? 

"I don't appreciate the idea that it isn't worth his time. I'm making something and he likes me enough to want to try it. Why wouldn't I give it to him?" you ask, not angry, exactly, no icy cold zing. Just irritated and honest about it. "It might not be perfect, but if he wanted perfect he could ask for it." 

"Who says you aren't perfect?" Steve asks.

You flush with heat. He grins at you and the cook who'd spoken, as well as the other assistants and apprentices who stop to stare. "Forgot to give you this." He presses a small pouch into your hand. "Dinner," he promises. 

"See you," you promise back. 

You let him leave before you turn from the counter to open his gifted pouch against your abdomen. Inside is a generous handful of sugar pear drops, the kind you ate together on your first stolen date a few weeks ago, and a note. 

To tide you over. 

P.s if I didn't make myself say it, you look super pretty today and I can't wait to see you tonight 

–Steve 

You put one of the sugar pear drops under your tongue and hide the note safe inside your jacket pocket, schooling your features into impassiveness as your soulmark glows a gauzy cerulean. 

[roosterforme]

Thanksgiving Liars (Rooster x Reader)

Part of The What If Collection of blurbs for Roo and Baby Girl. My masterlist. Banner by @mak-32

Warnings: language, fluff

After you ended the call, you tossed your phone aside and looked at Bradley as he cradled you on his lap. "Do you think they fell for it?" you asked him.

"Gullible," he replied with a nod. "They're all so fucking gullible."

You erupted into laughter as he rolled you onto your back on the couch. "They aren't going to know what hit them. Planning a whole entire wedding in just two months? They will all be shocked."

Bradley kissed you and guided your arms above your head, pinning them gently to the cushion. "We intive them for Thanksgiving dinner, wine and dine them with your incredible cooking, and then... Bam! Welcome to our wedding, suckers."

You couldn't stop laughing as he kissed you and teased you with his nose everywhere. "Our moms will both cry," you giggled. "Your dad will think it's great that we decided to get married in a parking lot, and my dad will ask if we're hurting for money for the exact same reason."

Bradley pressed his lips to your ear and whispered, "It makes me wild that you thought of it in the first place. Right there in the spot where we had our first kiss is absolutely where we should get married."

"I agree."

He ran his fingers along your arm, and you snuggled against him as he said, "You've been working so hard, Baby Girl. I know what getting another promotion means to you, and I'm already proud. But thank you for agreeing to get married this year."

"Hey," you replied softly, taking his chin in your hand. "I want to marry you, Roo. More than anything. And this is going to be perfect."

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Bradley was practically cackling as you and he cleaned up the plates after Thanksgiving dinner. Everyone was still mulling over glasses of wine and the promise of dessert when the two of you slipped into the kitchen. 

"They are oblivious," he said, setting some dishes in the sink while you pumped your fist silently in the air.

"They have absolutely no idea!" you hissed. "Your mom thinks you're going to teach her how to surf tomorrow."

"I don't even fucking know how to surf!"

Bradley watched you double over in quiet yet hysterical laughter as you gripped the edge of the counter for support. "That's why it's so funny!"

He had to press his fist against his lips to keep silent as he heard your dad and Nat laughing about something in the dining room. Your wedding dress was hanging in the bedroom closet, and so was his outfit. But everyone else would be arriving to the beach parking lot tomorrow thinking they'd been invited to hang out all afternoon and evening. "This was the best idea you've ever had," Bradley said as you stood again with tears in your eyes, and you wrapped him up in a hug.

"I can't wait! Now let's get these pies out there and get this show on the road."

But you and he both burst out into another round of stifled laughter before you were able to keep it together long enought to get the desserts on the table. 

"Hey, what time should we all meet at the beach tomorrow?" Nat asked as she helped herself to nearly half of the apple pie. 

"Around 3:00," you and Bradley replied at the same time. The plan was that you'd fake a stomach ache and skip the lunch plans with your parents and his so you could get changed into your dress. Bradley would entertain everyone without you before telling them to change at the hotel and meet at the beach which was right across the street. It was flawless. Inspired. All courtesy of your breautiful brain. 

"We'll have dinner on the beach and watch the sunset," you added. "It'll be great."

Bradley watched his mom stand up from the table and immediately give you a hug. "Dinner was perfect, my sweet girl. Thank you for such a beautiful day, I don't know what could beat it! But I'm going to take Goose back to the hotel before he falls asleep."

Sure enough, Bradley's dad looked like he was about to doze off in a turkey induced coma at the table while everyone else around him chatted.

You kissed Carole's cheek and said, "See you tomorrow," with a secret glint in your eye before turning toward Bradley.

When everyone was gone, he left the mess in the kitchen; he would clean it up later. "Can I take you to bed now?" he asked as he followed you down the hallway.

But you stopped in the doorway. "About that... shouldn't you sleep in the other bedroom? It's supposed to be bad luck to see each other."

Bradley laughed, but you did look kind of serious. "Oh, you're not joking." When you shrugged in response, he said, "All I've had is good luck since I met you, Sweetheart. The best luck."

"You almost died when you were deployed," you deadpanned.

"And luckily you were here to nurse me back to perfect health with your love," he replied easily. Then he sighed when you didn't laugh. "If you want me to, I'll go sleep in the other room."

You chewed on your lip and crossed and then uncrossed your arms. You shuffled your feet and groaned. "It'll feel like you're deployed again, and I don't like that. So nevermind." You took him by the hand and led him to bed where he stayed with you all night.

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You thought you'd be a little nervous, but you weren't. You thought you might feel a little self-conscious in your wedding dress, but you didn't. When you pulled into the parking lot in your shitty, red car, Bradley was already there, and you gasped as you looked at him, somehow more handsome than ever before. 

"Sweetheart," he sighed when he opened your door and reached out to help you stand. You could tell he had some tears gathering in his eyes, but you knew you did, too. You went right into his arms as he said, "You're beautiful." Then your lips met his as you both stood in that empty parking spot between the two vehicles, where you'd shared your first kiss. Thousands of kisses later, it was the spot where you and he would make your forever promises to each other.

"You'll end up wearing my lipstick," you whispered, breaking the kiss briefly before he chased you down for more. 

"I don't care."

The two of you were fully making out, your fingers in his hair as you moaned his name, when Maverick arrived on that ancient motorcycle. He whistled as he removed his helmet. "Want me to come back later?" he joked. 

"Absolutely not, Uncle Mav," Bradley told him. "I want to get married as soon as possible."

You smiled up at Bradley and tried to wipe your lipstick from his face with your thumbs as Maverick went over the short ceremony he had planned. He was your only accomplice today. He knew the truth where everyone else only knew the Thanksgiving lie. "Sound good?" he asked with his signature smile.

"Sounds perfect," you told him, kissing his cheek and leaving another smudge behind. 

Bradley had his chin resting on your shoulder as said, "It's almost 3:30. And oh shit, look. Here they come."

You turned to toward the hotel, and you saw all four parents in their beach going attire as they crossed the street at the crosswalk. Your mom saw you first and froze on the sidewalk as she shook your dad's arm. Then you heard Carole scream, "She's wearing her wedding dress! The dress we helped her pick out in Maryland!" Goose must have slept off his turkey stupor, because he was the first one to make his way past the Bronco to where the two of you were standing in his loud, tropical print shirt.

Goose had his son in his arms, slapping him on the back and then rubbing rough circles while they shared a whispered conversation that you knew was too private for you to hear. But it didn't matter, because Carole was screeching her way toward you. 

"I knew it! I knew it from the first time he mentioned you that you'd get married," she said, pulling you into her arms. She kissed your cheek seven times before she said. "The way my Bradley talked about you made me so hopeful for his future, and I just knew you'd be his wife. But I didn't know it would be today! I'm wearing a bathing suit!"

You laughed and said, "Surprise!" just as your parents reached you. 

Your mom had tears on her cheeks as she said, "I don't appreciate being lied to, but this is okay."

Your dad pulled you in for a hug and asked, "Are you getting married in the parking lot? If you needed money, you could have asked."

Your laughter rang out, and Bradley looked at you as you said, "My dad wants to know if we're getting married in the parking lot."

"Yes, we definitely are," Bradley replied as Carole sobbed against his chest. "This parking spot is where she kissed me for the first time. It was perfect. I was already half in love, and that threw me over the edge."

You could feel the heat rising in your face as a chorus of 'Aww!' came from everyone around you while Bradley smiled. And then the cars started pulling in. Nat was hanging out the window yelling when she saw you, and Jake drove right over some of the orange cones that had the far entrance blocked off. The commotion got louder and louder as all of your friends arrived, jostling you around in their excitement. 

"What a pair of sneaky liars!" Jake shouted in just his board shorts. "We're all going to look like a bunch of idiots in your wedding photos."

"You'd have looked that way regardless," Bradley told him as he pulled you closer. His brown eyes were wide and hopeful as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Everyone's here, Baby Girl. You ready to do this thing?"

You nodded and pecked him on the cheek. All of your friends were chattering and already taking pictures. Your parents were holding hands and smiling. Carole and Goose were looking at you like you were the best thing they'd ever seen in their lives. And Maverick was waiting quietly. 

"Yes. I'm ready, Roo," you promised, and he ran his thumb along your cheek as he whispered your name. 

"Okay, Mav," he rasped without taking his eyes off your face. "Make her my wife."

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[mina-saiyat]

Twice Interactive Story Part 1217 Gone (Momo)

'See you next time, goodbye.' Nayeon shyly tidy her clothes before leaving your car. You two, eventually, spending the rest of the morning in the shower, she can't even walk from the bathroom. Even on the way to her home, you two just keep making out and caressing each other, you could feel her panties is wet again.

You make sure Nayeon has entered the building before you call back to Momo. She has called you several times this morning, but you don't want her interrupting your date, so you did not pick up at all.

'Hi, Honey. Sorry for calling you so many time, are you busy at work?' Momo, on the other side of the phone asks nervously. 'I have made the appointment of the pregnancy test today, are you free to come with me. I really need you, Y/N.'

"I'm on my way, Momo. I'm sorry too, I was handling some things, but I'll be at your home right now." You say as you begin your drive over, you stop by the store to buy some flowers for Momo before reaching her home.

'Hey.' Momo opens the door immediately when she hears the doorbell. 'Is it for me?' Momo takes the flowers from you, smelling the scent before giving you another big hug.

She has already changed into the fit. However, you doubt that is this really suitable for seeing a doctor. When Momo hugs you again and shows you that long cleavage, you decided to shut up. If you weren't drained from the sex with Nayeon, you would definitely fuck her right now, even her dogs are still barking.

You kiss Momo's forehead. "So, are we heading straight to the doctor's? Or are we stopping somewhere first?" You ask her as you move yourhand down to her lower back. "You look good,Momo."

'Perhaps I can cook a quick lunch for you? The doctor is really popular, so we can not be late for the appointment.' Momo, feeling your hands slowly go down to her ass. 'Not right now, only if you could stay tonight.' Momo smirks and kisses your face cheek.

You give her cheek a kiss. "Alright, we can have a quick lunch." You greet the dogs and head to the kitchen. "What are you planning to make, Momo? We don't have much time."

'Ramen I think, are you ok with it?' Momo gives you smile and start preparing the ingredients. 'Can you help Boo to wear his clothes, he is coming with us. You know who is boo, right?'

Hearing Momo's request, you hesitate for a second, although Momo's dog is cute, you not sure should you bring him on the car, there is some much evidence could be left on the car.

"He's coming with us? Is that a good idea? I don't want him to make a mess in the car or cause any distractions." You ask while looking at Boo.

'Boo is a good boy. He is not afraid of strangers, he will behave well.' Momo comes and hugs your arm, her tits once again pressing on you, the softness makes you lose your mind for a second. 'I really want Boo to come with us, I have asked clinic and they replied it's fine. Please, honey.'

"I don't know, but if you really want him to come, I guess I can allow it." You reply. You look down at Boo again. "Just let me go clean up the car so there's nothing for him to chew on or mess with. Just call me when the ramen is ready, okay, my little peach?" You ask, ruffling her hair.

'I will hug Boo in my arms all the way. Just sit and wait for dinner.' Momo pulls you to the dining room and forces you to sit down.

You start feeling nervous suddenly. Perhaps it's the first time you are being a daddy, or you are still accepting the fact that Momo is going to be born a baby for you. You look at Momo, who is still busying in the Kitchen, your frustration grows at the same time.

I sit in the dining room waiting for Momo to finish. "How are you feeling about this, Momo? Being pregnant, I mean." You watch the dogs while you listen to her answer.

'Happy, I am really happy.' Momo can't hide her delightful when she puts down the Ramen. 'It's a reward to our love, isn't it?' Momo pats her stomach, although it's still young for a bulge. 'Building a family with you means a lot to me, I did not expect that at the beginning, but I am going to cherish both of you in the rest of my life.'

Momo's confession sounds the same when you two are having sex. However, this time, you feel a little stressful. You are not sure you want to take the responsibility and having a baby with Momo is never on your plan, you have thought you will do it with Nayeon, Jihyo, Mina, or even Sana. But Momo, is she really exceeding a sex partner or secret lover? You don't know.

You give Momo a hug, holding her tightly. "I think I'm more nervous about this than you." You chuckle. You cup Momo's cheeks, squishing them. "It’s crazy to think I'm going to be a dad. I don't know if I'm ready, but I'll try my best."

'I will too, I hope I can do my best for you ans my baby.' Momo smiles. 'Hurry up for the lunch, honey.'

On the way to the clinic, Momo seems to be more nervous, she just keep patting Boo's head. 'You are going to have new sibling soon, will you protect her like you protect mummy?'

"Yeah, Boo, you have to protect your family. Can you handle that?" You ask, glancing at the dog. "We're almost there, Momo. Just take a deep breath."

You help Momo register at the clinic and wait for the doctor. As you see, most of the pregnant women here are alone, only Momo is accompanied by you. The nurse starts to make fun of you, 'Miss Hirai, you really have a good husband. Or I should call Mrs.?'

"I'm just here to support her." You respond before finding a seat for Momo and taking her away. "I hope we're not here for too long. Doctors can take forever."

'It should not take long, you have made a reservation, so the doctor must be available to you, sir. Please don't worry.' The nurse replies.

You just sit aside Momo, seeing she plays with Boo.

You watch Momo play with Boo until it the doctor arrives. "I'll handle Boo. You should focus on the doctor, Momo. Just relax." You tell her as you reach your hands out for Boo.

'Miss Hirai, I am your doctor. You have made a reservation for pregnancy check, right? This way, please. And the husband can wait in my room, so we can have a short talk after the checking. The doctor brings you two to separate rooms for waiting.

You and Boo were left alone in the room, you holding him in your arms, looking his head, the nervousness in your head raises again.

"Alright Boo. It's you and me." You say as you hold him toward me, looking him in the eye. "Tell me the truth boy, Is Momo doing alright at home?" You ask out of boredom. "Do you think they're going to be in their long?" When Boo barks back you take that as him saying yes and sigh. "I guess you’re right."

Not long after the wait, the doctor and Momo enter the room one by one. Momo' s face is red, and the sweat makes her bangs stick on her forehead. Momo looks like she just experienced some terrific event, her face is so nervous. She lowers her head and prevent your sight when she sits next to you.

'So, Miss Hirai. Do you want to tell the news to your boyfriend by yourself? Or I should help you?' Doctor's strange attitude makes you get nervous again.

"What happened in there." You whisper to Momo. As you hold Boo. "Why are you sweating?"

'I... I...' Momo lows down her head, avoiding your sight. The doctor sighs. 'Ms. Hirai, perhaps I will help you. So, sir, I am really sorry to tell you that Miss Hirai was never pregnant, she just has some misunderstanding about her body and period.

Hearing the news, rather than shock, relieved is more suitable to describe your feeling now. You don't need to bear any responsibility to Momo, at least not now. You look at Momo again, is she too sad, or too shy to tell you the news by herself.

You pat Momo's back. "Are you alright?" You ask as you move your hand down her back. "Let's go home, Momo." You thank the doctor and help Momo stand up. "Come on, we can talk about it more in the car."

Momo tries her best to hold back the tears, she gives a bow to the doctor and leaves the room immediately. You get Boo in your arms and follow her quickly.

'Momo! Momo?' You keep calling her name but she did not give you a response.

'Hi sir, could you please pay the consultation fee first?' The nurse stops you at the entrance, when you finish the payment, Momo is already left.

You rush out after Momo with Boo in your arms. "Slow down, Momo." you think to yourself. Exiting the building, You look around to see where she went before heading to your car to see if she was inside.

You walk around nearby, but you still can not see Momo. You could only find her when you reach the carpark, Momo is sitting on the ground, the tears has ruined her makeup.

She just crying in silence, until she sees you arrived. 'Sorry, Honey. I am so useless, I give you a false hope.' The Momo you know is so sensitive, always like to blame herself. However, you start to feel annoyed, Momo all the way from the beginning is like a stress deliver to you, from the massage in the gym, to becoming you secret lover, most of the time you just have a quick visit and fuck her until you are satisfied. Only you are in good mood after dating Nayeon, otherwise you would not have the patience to comfort her.

"Don't worry about it, Momo. It was a simple mistake. Come on, we'll grab some food to go and head home. This doesn't have to ruin the day." You tell her as you sit beside her. You place Boo on her lap. "Boo, you want your mommy to eat and be happy, right?" Boo barks and licks Momo's hands. "I think he agrees."

Boo knows his mum is not happy right now, keeps licking her face, and wants to cheer her up.

'I can feel something inside of me, I know... I thought I was pregnant.' Momo whispers, she gets your hand on your tummy, asks you to feel it. 'I knew I was bred, we never used condom and you fill my womb so many times.'

"Momo, I don't know what you're feeling, but it's okay if you're not pregnant. We don't have to rush into anything. I know you were excited." You hold Momo's hands, "take a deep breath, and I'll get you home."

'No, our baby is here.' Momo cries out and pull your hands to her belly once again. 'There must be something wrong, we should go to another clinic, right, Honey?'

"Momo, I don't think the doctor is wrong." You cup Momo's cheeks, "Look at me, Momo. I don't think the doctor is wrong, but that doesn't mean we still don't have a family. We have our little son right here and at home." Boo lets out a little bark and licks Momo's hands. "We can always have children. If not now, then later. You don't have to cry about this. This changes nothing."

'No, why don't you trust me?' Momo yells in pain. 'The baby is here, I can feel it.' Momo caressing her stomach. 'Boo, let's go. Daddy doesn't believe mommy, we will find a better doctor and make sure your little sibling is safe.' Momo tries to get the collar of Boo and leaves.

You start to get annoyed, and Momo seems to force herself to believe she is pregnant. You not sure how you gonna handle this.

You grab Momo from behind, "Momo, just listen to me. The doctor is going to know what they're doing. They're not going to be wrong. If you want a baby that bad, I'll put one in you, okay? Just calm down, you're overreacting."

'I already have one inside, why you still gonna put one in me?' Momo standing turns around and ask. 'You can give me another one after I give birth of the first.'

'OH, I know. You must be horny right now.' Momo smirks, she walks back to you and pull you for a kiss. 'Your cock must be boring these days when I am not with you. I bet Nayeon could not satisfy you like I did.' Momo's hand keep caressing your cock, her hand works wonder that a bulge from inside your Jeans immediately. Feeling the hardness in her hands, Momo smiles more happily. 'I know you wanna fuck me, right? Daddy.' Momo whispers in your ear and grabs your bulge again, sending shivers down to your spin.

"I do. I want to make you a mommy." You say, a little happy that Momo isn't as sad as before. You’re still bothered that she won't give up on believing she's pregnant, but you move past that. "Let's go home. You say, moving her toward the car along with Boo."

However, once you open the door for Momo, she pushes you on the seat and rides on you immediately. Momo grabs your hands on her camisole, forcing you to feel her tits. 'I know you want a second child too, I will give birth again after this.' Momo then grabs your head for a kiss, before keep leaving hickeys all over your neck.

'Daddy...' Momo whispers again, 'Do you think our baby can taste what's your semen feels like?'

"Momo, let's wait till we're home. I want to be the only one to see you like that." You give her a quick kiss. "We have all day, Momo."

Momo ignores you and keeps rubbing your bulge with her bottom. The friction between two trousers brings both pain and pleasure to you. You can feel precum starts to coat your under.

'I will born as many babies as you want. I don't care will Myoui knows.' Momo starts undressing your shirt, her fingers keep tickles your nipples until she hears you moan.

You grab Momo's hands. "I'm serious. Let's do it at home. I'll make sure you'll have tons of my babies. Just not here."

Momo ignores you and changes to undress herself. The bouncing tits catch your attention as soon as they leave the restrictions from the camisole.

'It's alright, honey. Have some milk.' Momo whispers and pulls your head into her tits, the scent of her tits and the swear taking over your mind. You feel harder to breathe as your head is buried in her tits.

You bite Momo's tit as you’re overcome by her scent. "If you really want this, I'm going to make you regret it, Momo." You groan as you grab Momo's other breast and give it a rough squeeze.

Momo does not reply to you, instead she use her nipples to teases your lips, everytime when you feel you can suck her hard, she withdraws her nipples.

At the meantime, she undresses your jeans real quick, and you could feel her wet clit keep rubbing on your cock, the heat sensation is an addictive seduction, her moan is becoming surrounding sound in the car. Even boo is keep barking, none of you cares.

You grab Momo's waist and pull her onto your cock, her slick walls clamping onto my cock as you push the entire length inside her. "Tell me how much you want to have my baby." You whisper into her ear as you thrust. "How many of my babies are you going to have?"

'Ah...' Momo releases a soft moan when your cock completely penetrates her, then she starts to ride you immediately, her hands are on your chest, so she could play your nipples easily. Seeing the satisfied face of you, her nails rub your nipples lighter but faster, nearly driving you crazy. 'Is that why you like sucking my nipples so much, I bet you like I play with your nipples too.'

You bite your teeth hard to survive from the pleasure, it's just a few days since you fuck Momo, but her riding skill seems improved again, the circular motion of her hips allows her meat to clamp every part of your cock, tempting you to go even deeper.

You move one hand up to her breast and pull on her nipple. "Is mommy going to have any milk?" You ask her as you bury your cock in her. "How much does Mommy want to have a baby?"

'I have a baby already... Umm...' Momo twists your nipple harder to show her dissatisfaction, causing you to moan again. 'I can always born another one after this. Just wait a little longer, and you can get my milk.'

The pleasure from your nipples, the heat from her pussy, the echoing moans from Momo, everything is just too good at this moment. Momo can feel your cock is becoming even harder in her, she tickles your nipple one more time, and you nearly cum from the excitement. Seeing your jerking body, Momo can't hold her smile, she is so happy that she can please you.

'Are you going to cum? Kiss me, Honey.' Momo pulls your upper body up and log you with her arms tightly. Your chest rubbing with hers, but your nipples are now free, you are somehow disappointed, and Momo takes care of your nipple again.

You grab Momo's waist and pull her down as you thrust up, kissing her womb with the tip of your cock before painting her walls white. You press your lips against hers and feel Momo rock her body against yours.

'Umm..' Momo's moan is muffled when your lips connected, but you definitely know who excited she is right now, her walls are getting tighter, and you are reaching the point of no return. Momo senses the change in your cock, changing her hips in a linear movement, keep moving front and backward, an angle that she can rides faster.

However, a sudden knock on the car window has ruined your orgasm. The surprise caught you totally off guard, and you release a loud groan while your body keeps jerking. Your cock uncontrollably pulses a few times before start shooting your cum in her.

Momo feeling the heat cum shooting into her womb, reaches her own orgasm too.

"I told you this would happen." You whisper to Momo. "I'm blaming you for this." You cover Momo, so she's more clothed and wait until you've calmed down to lower the window slightly.

'Enjoying a good time, sir?' It's the guard of the car park, he jokes and tries to peek inside. 'I was trying to tell you that your dog is being left outside, but it seems you have something more important.

Although your body has covered most of momo's naked curves, but the aftertaste of orgasm still occupied Momo's face, anyone look at her right now would know she just has a good sex, the guards seems being seduced.

'Your girl is really hot, what about borrowing her mouth or tits to me, I am really fucking hard when seeing you two have sex. Just a return of flavor that I keep your dog.' The guard looks at Momo with a horny sight.

"Sorry, but no. She's all mine." You say, squeezing her thighs. "I appreciate the help."

'Come on, sir. I keep everyone out from the area, so no one can disturb you. Do me the flavor, and if you wanna try car sex in the carpark again, I would clear the area for you. You can fuck her at the same time, would not a threesome be hot?' The guards smirk. 'I really need it, sir.'

"Fine, you can feel her tits but that's it. You're lucky I'm even allowing that." You say as you sneakly move on of your hands to Momo's clit, giving it a quick flick.

'Thank you, sir. Thank you so much.' The guards can't hide his smile, he immediately unzip his pants, showing his already hardened shaft, the tips are shining because of the precum, you can see he is already excited from watching you fucking Momo.

You keep rubbing Momo's clit, triggering her lust again. 'Ummm... what's happening.' Momo whispers. You slightly move yourself, so the guard can see her tits. The guards cannot contain himself and start playing her tits while start fapping. Your cock starts to get hard again by having the idea that you are going to share Momo with another man.

'Ummm... wait! Who are you?' Momo feels a bit of strange when she feels there is an extra hand on her body.

"It’s so we don't get in trouble, Momo. I kept telling you to wait until we were home." You whisper to her as you thrust into her, feeling her walls clench around your cock. "It’s just gonna be that." you whisper again.

'Sir, can you open the door so I can get my hands in easier?' The guard groans from pleasure, he tries to insert another hand to grab another side of Momo's tits.

'Ummm... Honey... I do not understand... Ah!' Momo covers her face with her hands to cover the shyness.

'No, Momo. I wanna see your face.' You hold her hands down, so her action is restricted and you could do whatever you want to her.

"Did you think doing it in public wouldn't get us in trouble, Momo?" You whisper before thrusting again. You open the door for the security guard. "We'll get to leave soon." You move Momo's hand to her clit, making her play with herself as you thrust.

'But did not you get hard first, honey? Ah... Faster!.' Momo seems to fallen again, she rubs her clits even faster. ' If we have been discovered, then we don't need to be that caution... Umm...'

'Yes, baby. Moan louder... Do you like I play your tits' The guards keep twisting her nipples, but you than find that he has no hands for masturbating, so he could still be hard even if you finish again.

"Once I'm done, we're leaving. Doesn't matter if you cum or not." You tell the guard as a warning. You rub Momo's ass giving it a rough squeeze before spanking it as you try to focus on her.

'Sir, but the deal is I get to cum.' The guard twists Momo's nipple again. 'Ahh!' You could feel Momo's walls become tighter immediately. 'Sir, we are helping each other to have a better orgasm. Your wife is too hot that no man can resist.' One of his hand moves to the back of Momo to feel her ass, 'Madam, your ass is so round.'

'Ummm... Harder, honey!' The shyness of Momo starts to fade, she keeps riding you quickly, the bouncing tits make both of the men gets more horny.

"No, no, no, my exact words were you can feel her tits." I tell him as I slam Momo down onto my cock, making every inch go inside her cunt. "I never said anything about you needing to cum." I say in an annoyed voice.

'OK, OK. I will try my best then.' The guard recluantly withdraw one of his hand and start to stroke his cock again.

'Honey, Ahh!' Momo seems already in her world, and ignores your conversation, pleasuring by two men at the same time is a new experience for her.

You let Momo take the lead, just thrust your hips to suit her rhythm. The guard walks closer and tickles Momo' nipple again, forcing her to moan again. 'Madam, please can you help me? Look how hard I am because of you?'

You lean forward and kiss Momo's neck. "Don't you do it." You whisper as you spank her. Your other hand plays with her clit as you rush her orgasm. You feel Momo's walls tightening around me as I continue to drive your cock into her womb. "Let's cum together, Momo.”

Momo's brain has lost the ability of thinking, she looks at the cock of the guard, hesitate for a moment, and slowly grabs it in her hand.

'Yes, madam. Your hand is so soft. Every part of you is just made for sex.' The guard groans from the pleasure, he even thrusting his hip like he is fucking her hand.

Seeing Momo serving another man, you feel even horny, and push her to the forward, so you could fuck her even harder. 'Yes, Honey... Fuck me like that...'

You spank Momo again, hitting her a little harder. "I know you want to cum, Momo." You say as you kiss her neck. Feeling yourself get closer to your orgasm, you piston in and out of Momo, her walls gripping you tightly as she gets closer to her climax. "I'm going to make you a good mommy." You whisper into her ear as you drive her onto your cock and fill her womb with your cum. Momo's walls milk you as she reaches her climax, she cries out from the pleasure, loving the feeling of your cum pouring into her.

Seeing you have creampied Momo, the horny vibe pushes the Guard over his edge. 'Fuck, madam! I gonna cum! Where can I cum?' The guards groan.

Although Momo has cummed, her hands automatically jerks faster as she feel the cock in her hand is pulsing. 'Ummm... On my tits...'

You continue to thrust into Momo, dumping more and more baby batter into her fertile womb as she quickly jerks off the guard. The distance between them was too great, leading him to cum on her tits instead.

Three of you keep groaning and moaning from the pleasure until the orgasm is over. 'Thank you so much, sir and madam. I am feeling so good.' The guard use his cock to rubs Momo's tits, trying to get more cum on her. Momo begins to be shy again, she closes her eyes and slowly milking the guard's cock, while her walls are milking yours. The scene of Momo serving another is just too exciting for you, and you could feel yourself being hard again. Momo of course can feel it also, she releases another moan when your cock pushing her womb again. 'Honey...'

You kiss Momo to quiet her, "Let's finish up at home." You whisper to her, before spanking her one more time. "We'll be going now." You tell the guard, closing the door on him. You move Momo onto the passenger seat and start the car, making sure Boo is inside before leaving to head to Momo's house.

'Goodbye, sir.' Have a good day.' The guards get Boo back in the car and send you off.

Momo is still naked, looking at the cum on her tits, 'You are horny when you see I am with other man?' She asks suddenly, the question is too shock for you and you hit the brake, so the car stops immediately.

"That's not it. It was from nearly getting in trouble that did it. There was a sense of danger there." You say, lying to her. "I kind of want to do it again. How would you feel about having sex on a balcony?" You ask her to try and deceive her.

'Fucking me in doggy on the balcony so everyone can see? Should I tell Nayeon to watch it downstairs then?' Momo plays with the cum on her tits and smell it. 'Not smell as good as yours, but I am kind of horny again.'

'What if the guard really fucks me, and you two fuck me together? Will I keep cumming like a slut?'

You lean over and kiss Momo's forehead. "That’s not happening. You're all mine, just how I'm yours. Let's just finish getting home. You're going to need a shower, and I'm going to help you."

'I will call Nayeon to watch us fucking at the balcony.' Momo cleans her finger and unzips your jeans again. 'Just drive, Honey. I just need something to distract me.' Momo says as she bends down her head and starts to give you a blowjob.

You place one hand on Momo's head, making sure to keep her hair out of the way as you continue to drive to her home. "Your lips feel so nice, Momo." You say as you push her head down a little. "And you have such a tight throat."

Momo, encouraged by your compliment, bobbing her head even faster. Her hands go down to massage your balls, bring you more pleasure.

'Slurp... Slurp... Ummm...' The sound of Momo's sucking gives you a great imagination, although you can't see her face, you know how horny she is right now. Your hips uncontrollably start to thrust in her mouth, as you are looking for more, the Saliva of Momo keeps dripping down to your balls and thighs.

"Momo, I'm going to cum again. I want you to drink it all. Be a good Mommy." You groan as you continue to thrust. You hurry along, trying to get to Momo's home safely but quickly. The hand on her head pushes her down to the base of your cock as you reach your climax.

Momo opens her mouth wide and ready to deep throat you as you push her deep to your crotch. 'Ugh...' Momo tries her best to get as much of your cock in her throat, the moment when her soft meat clamps your cock, your body jerks again and again.

'Momo!' You groan as you lost your self-control, both of your hands hold her down, so she is forced to drink all of your cum. Momo is choked, but still desperately to drink all of it.

'Beepppp!' The horn pulls you back to the reality, you nearly crash another car as both of your hand are on Momo's head. Momo slowly spit your cock out as you finish, she looks up at you, and you could see tears in her eye.

'Honey, let me take care of you.' Momo, not giving you time to rest, bends down her head and start sucking you again. Your cock is so sensitive from the orgasm, your body keep shaking. 'Fuck, Momo... I love it! Ahhh!' You can't stop moaning when her tongue keeps wrapping your shaft.

You rush to her home, finding a parking spot nearby. Lifting Momo's head, you rush out of the car and to her side. You pick her up and rush inside of her home with Boo following behind you. As soon as you're inside you pin Momo to the wall. "I need you Momo." You groan as you drive your cock deep inside her cunt and begin thrusting wildly. "You're my baby maker, aren't you? You'll give me tons of children." You say feeling her tighten around your cock as you mention that.

'I will... I will... Our babies....' Momo starts to cry when she remembers the baby. 'Fuck me, honey. Until I forget about it.' Momo moans again and arcs her back, so you could fuck her harder.

"I will," You moan as you lift on of her legs so you can go deeper. "I'll make sure you can't think of anything else but my cock." You say continually ramming deep into her as you lap at her neck.

'Yes, honey. Fuck me, I am all yours!' Momo can't stop her moan, she just shakes her ass, seducing you to go harder. Her hands are pinned by you on the wall, thus she is totally under your control.

'Momo, I will breed you until you don't want to get pregnant again. You groan loudly. You know the only way to stop Momo from worrying about the baby is to fuck her brain out.

You two spend the rest of the day fucking in the house, the corridor, the kitchen, and the living room are left with the mixture of the cum and nectar.

Finally, another loud moan and you fill her once again. Momo lying on your chest, trying to catch her breath. You keep stroking her hair, not sure has she overcome the sadness.

"We've made a huge mess, my little peach. The whole house is covered with our sweat and cum." You kiss the top of her head and continue to stroke her hair. "Did you enjoy fucking everywhere?"

'Umm...' Momo nods shyly and leans closer to you. 'Today's a long day, isn't it?' She tries to hear your heartbeat.

'Our baby... he is gone...' Momo whispers. 'I am not sure I am ready to be a mother yet, I don't want to feel the pain of losing it again... Sorry, Honey...' She gives your cheek a quick kiss. 'Can you stay a bit longer, not just tonight?.' Momo asked anticipatedly.

However, you remember you are going back to the hometown to meet Chaeyoung tomorrow, she seems need you too. The plane is quite early as you did not expect to stay at Momo's house tonight.

"I'll stay with you tomorrow." You tell her, deciding that Chaeyoung could wait for one more day. "I'm going to visit my sister the day after, alright? She sounded a little sick and I want to see her." You give Momo a soft kiss. "And don't be sorry, Momo. I guess we should start using protection, too. Let's get a little sleep."

'One day is not enough, I want longer... What about a week?' Momo rolls over her body and climbs on top of you, keep kissing you. 'Please, you know we just seldom meet, and I really want you to spend more time with me... Only with you I can overcome it... Please.' Momo kisses your lips like a woodpecker.

However, she has no idea she is triggering your lust once again, her hips keep rubbing your crotch when she moves, your cock is returning to full hardness again. You take a deep breath, trying to claim down. 'You are playing fire, Momo.' You groan.

But Momo is still just still begging you, you feel you are losing your temper quickly. Finally, you flip her over, and align your cock to her entrance. 'Momo, you sure you don't wanna be a mommy? Stop teasing me.' You play with her tits, trying to tease her back.

'Don't... Don't put it in, if you are not staying for a week.' Momo whispers, the heat from your cock is really tempting.

"Let's make a deal, Momo. I'll stay a few days but I can't stay the week. I need to see if my sister is alright." You stare into Momo's eyes. "Does that sound okay? We'll spend those few days together going out and having fun."

'Please, just a week.' Momo holds your cheek and pulls you closer. 'We never have a date more than 1 day, works and other girls always occupied all of your time.'

You can see your own shadow in Momo's eye due to the proximity, the hot air that she blows on your face, and the wet clit that she keeps rubbing with your tips and taking over your mind. You swallow your saliva, trying to convince yourself you can't stay that long, but Momo doesn't want you to debate anymore. She keeps teasing your tips, just a little push, then you are going in her again. 'Honey... What are you still thinking of...' She moans, and her thighs has locked you, forcing your tips rubbing her pussy even harder. You know you can't wait any longer, you need to take her now.

"No fair, you're cheating," You groan, feeling her lips rub against the tip of your cock. You hold onto Momo's hips and bury yourself inside her, thrusting like a wild animal. "I'm going to make you regret this decision, Momo." You moan before latching onto one of her tits and biting her nipple. "I'm going to fuck you until you're a mindless mess."

Momo's moans filled the room, making you become rougher. Her teasing had been too much, and Momo made you lose control. You wanted to ravage her body, and nothing was going to stop you.

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GF! HAZEL DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO COOK:

literally inspired by the day my roomie made a lasagna and it tasted horribly but we ate anyway cause we did spend some money on that. enjoy :) !

—I made you something! — Hazel said excited as she opened the door for her girlfriend to come in.

Her girlfriend, Y/N, always made delicious food to hazel. even after six months it happened, Hazel dreamed with the nutella cookies she made once, and whenever she was sad Y/N would come over with cupcakes. so, she though it was an amazing idea to cook some delicious dinner for her.

—Oh, what did do? —Y/N went to take her coat, being beat by Hazel, who crossed to her other side taking it off first before kissing her cheeks.

—I made you dinner!

Hazel looked adorable. Her hair caught in a small ponytail, a shirt that looked way to big on her and sweatpants. Plus, the proud smile on her face made she look even more perfect.

—You cooked us dinner?

—Yep! I made us some lasagna, grabbed some delicious wine and there's cake!

—That's great love! — It wasn't.

Y/N and Hazel were together since highschool, with this whole time Hazel already cooked to her couple of times and she was the worst. Y/N literally got food poisoning from eating Hazel omelette once. But, of course she couldn't tell her pretty girl that she couldn't cook to save her life.

—Let's go, I'm kinda of starving.

—Sure. —Y/N gave Hazel a smile. Once she got at the table in Haze's small kitchen, the smiled dropped. It was so romantic and cute, obviously Hazel had out some effort doing all that. Doing that lasagna.

—Wow, that's a big lasagna. —Y/N stated, if it was a bug portion, of course Hazel would eat. What if Hazel got food poisoning from her cooking? That wouldn't do. She had a big Psychology test the next day worthy 75% of her final grade.

She can't eat this. She'll die! Y/N though I need to do something!

—Baby, what about we go to your room pretty quick. Your roommate is out right? —Y/N started running her finger into Hazel hair while kissing her neck —We should enjoy your apartment since we have it to ourselves. —she tried, kissing Hazel lips this time.

—And we will, once we eat. Because I'm starving. I can't have sex if I can't barely keep myself up because all the hunger. —Hazel moved Y/N to the side, pulling the chair out for her. —See, the lasagna is in heart shape. Isn't it cute?

—Yeah. —Y/N stared at the lasagna in front of her. —You sure you don't want to have sex like... now?

—Nope. I really want to eat first.

—You can eat me.

—The lasagna, Y/N. —Hazel laughed, pouring wine into the Kuromi and My Melody cups that Y/N gave to her as a house warming gift. —Are you ovulating or something?

—I just really missed you. —Y/N mumbled, And want to protect you from your cooking.

—We have all the weekend, babe. —Hazel rubbed her girlfriend hands on top of the table. —Now, taste it and tell me what you think.

So she did. The sauce was way to salty, the meat was undercooked, but Hazel was staring at her with those gorgeous eyes full of expectation. So, just like Y/N did when Hazel gave her undercooked pancakes, burnt cookies, a very weird tasting omelette, she smiled.

—It's perfect babe.

—Then let's eat! —Hazel took a big portion, making a disgusted face. —Babe it tastes like shit!

—Well, I loved it! —Y/N took another portion, Hazel holding her girlfriend hands so she wouldn't do that again —It's delicious to me, your effort was totally worth as always. Very yummy!

—Y/N this will make you sick! Stop eating that!

—I survived the omelette, I will survive this one!

Hazel looked confused, then it all clicked inside her head.

—Does all my cooking taste bad?

—Ah... Well... A little? —There it was! The realization that Hazel shouldn't have had. But, she didn't look sad as Y/N imagined she would, she was laughing, really loud.

—Why did you eat all those things, dummy? —she whipped a tear, moving to stand by Y/N cuddling her

—Because you out so much effort on these and I didn't want to make you sad. —Y/N said, her lips jutting out because Hazel was pushing her cheeks together and kissing her repeatedly.

—You're the cutest. Gosh! —with one final kiss, Hazel smiled at her —I won't cook for you anymore. We'll always eat take-out when you're over, okay? Don't want you to get sick, okay?

Y/N nodded, nuzzling into Hazel's neck. She really was whipped for her, to the point of risking —for the fifith time!— to get food poisoning, just go make her happy.

—I'll order us pizza, okay? And you'll find a good movie for us.

—Okay. —Y/N smiled —Can we watch some horror one?

—Sure.

Y/N got up, getting ready to go to the living room, getting quickly stopped by Hazel hands. That wrapped around her wrists, bringing Y/N to a quick kiss.

—And I love you.

—Love you too. Even though you cant cook a lasagna. —Y/N laughed.

—So this is how is gonna be now? —Hazel screamed while watching her girlfriend run to the living room with a smile on her face.

[larluce]

Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU

@dsabian , @theroundbartable , @theplatanitosqueal , @stressed-but-chill , this part is quite long.

LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART2 , PART 3 , PART 4 (You're here) , PART5

Morgana, Arthur (with Merlin on his shoulder) and Uther having a family dinner. Gwen and other servants enter to serve the food.

Uther: Does the bird really has to be here?

Morgana: Oh, let him be. He's very well behaved. Even more than Arthur.

Arthur: I'm very flattered you think so highly of my manners, Morgana.

Merlin: (chirps)

Morgana: See? He agrees.

Arthur: Shut up, Merlin.

Uther: (thinking) Am I the only one that thinks is weird they treat this animal like a person?

Arthur: (takes a bite of his food) Hum, what is this? A pigeon?

Merlin: (chirps loudly, horrified, and flies away, leaving the room)

Uther: Arthur, control your bird! He left feathers on my food!

Arthur: Sorry father. (worried) He isn't normally like this, I think something upsetted him.

Morgana: Maybe is because you're eating a bird?

Arthur: No, that have never bothered him before and small birds are part of merlins' diet.

Morgana: Wait... (turns to Gwen) Gwen, what type of bird is that on Arthur's plate.

Gwen: I'm not sure... (turns to other servant girl) Gladys, you were with the cook when they prepared the food right? What kind of bird is that?

Servant girl: I don't know, it kind of looked like a falcon but it was too small too be one.

Morgana: You mean like a merlin?

Arthur: (pales) Fuck! (stands up) I'm sorry father. I need to go (leaves)

Morgana: Yeah, me too. It was a nice dinner, your majesty (leaves too)

Uther: But you barely touched your plates! (sighs, to servants) Take this away, and make sure you don't cook merlins for dinner next time, for gods' sake.

In Arthur's chambers. Merlin is in his human form crying, while Arthur and Morgana try to comfort him.

Merlin: He was just two years old!😭 He was barely starting living.

Arthur: (hugs him close, patting his back) I'm so sorry, Merlin.

Morgana: (puts a hand on his shoulder) Are you sure is Claws?

Merlin: I'll recognise him anywhere. (snifs) He had just started his first nest with his mate.

Arthur: Wait, he had a partner? 😧

Merlin: And five little eggs. (breaks the hug abruptly) OMG! I need to tell Brownie what happened to Claws!

Arthur: Go, meanwhile I'll talk to the hunters so this never happens again.

Merlin: (smiles) Thank you, Arthur.(kisses him on the cheek) I'll be back as soon as I can. (turns into a bird and goes flying through the window).

Arthur: (in shock with a hand on his cheek) 😳😳

Morgana: I'll try to get Claws' rests, so maybe we can do him a proper funeral when Merlin comes back.

Arthur: (snapping out of his trance) Right, good idea, Morgana. I'll meet you at your chambers in an hour.

Later. Arthur shouting at the hunters.

Arthur: What were you thinking?!😡

Hunter1: (scared) Bu-but, sire. You told us to get rid of it.

Arthur: Yes, but you were supposed to bury him somewhere in the woods, not get him cooked!

Hunter2: We were going to, but the cook saw us and thought it was todays dinner-

Arthur: I don't want to hear your excuses! (threathening) No one must know about this, specially Merlin, this stays between us. Do you understand?

Hunter1: Yes, sire!

Hunter1: Yeah, we won't mention this to your.. uh.. pet.

Arthur: Now, get out of my sight!

Hunters: Yes, sire! (leave)

Morgana: (enters, in disbelieve and furious) I can't believe you!

Arthur: (turns to her, nervous) Oh, hi, Morgana! 😅

Morgana: Don't "hi" me. You killed Claws! You murderer!

Arthur: You're talking like I've just killed a person. He was just a bird.

Morgana: He was not just a bird to Merlin and you know it! Did you think about how devastated he would feel?

Arthur: He was never supposed to know he died, just that he disappeared!

Morgana: yeah, because that's ten times better, isn't it? Are you even hearing yourself?

Arthur: Morgana, stop. I feel bad enough already.

Morgana: As you must! 5 merlin chicks are without a father thanks to your sick jealousy!

Arthur: (Guilty) I didn't know he had a family. (thoughtfully) How do you compensate a female bird for killing the father of her eggs?

Morgana: Don't. She'd probably just take your eyes out.

Arthur: (sighs) Will you tell Merlin?

Morgana: No, that would just crush him more. Your secret is safe with me.

Arthur: (relieved) Thank you.

Morgana: But you better start acting on your feelings for Merlin before you start killing the entire merlin race!

Later at Claws funeral in the royal garden. Morgana puts Claws bones in a box and Arthur buries it while Merlin watches in grieve.

Morgana: I'm sorry I could only save the bones. The servants tend to eat the royal leftovers.

Merlin: It's okay. If he wasn't eaten his dead would've been in vain. (turns to Arthur) Was he delicious?

Arthur: Ahm... yeah?

Merlin: (smiles, sadly) I'm glad. He was a nice friend. He didn't care I wasn't enterily a bird though he didn't quite understand it.

Morgana: Did you know Arthur thought he wanted to mate with you?

Arthur: (flustered) Morgana! 😳

Merlin: Oh, he did propose me to mate with him once.

Arthur: What?!

Merlin: Yeah, he did the most beautiful flying dance I've seen, but I just couldn't see him like that. So we stayed friends. It surprised me a lot, normally merlins just leave after I reject them, but he never stopped hanging out with me, even when he found his mate.

Arthur: What a nice friend (thinking) That flirtatious bastard.

Merlin: Anyways, I need to go now. Brownie needs me to hunt her food since she's incubating her eggs still and can't leave her nest.

Arthur: (guilty again) Right, send her my condolences.

Morgana: Mine too.

Merlin: (kisses Arthur's cheek again and leaves in his bird form).

Morgana: Well, that went well.

Arthur: Morgana.

Morgana: Yeah?

Arthur: I need to learn how to fly.

[forwntrx]

GIRLS LIKE GIRLS ┊͙˚. 14. TALK?

𑁍┊let's stop for now (written portion)

"jenn?" you had just gotten home. you kicked off your wet heels and slopped onto your living room's couch. the rain had gotten you good, soaking you, and making you run inside for dear life. the dorms were almost dead quiet, aside from a hum of pop music coming from the bedrooms'. most likely ning. jimin had said she wouldn't be back until later, something about a sleepover, and you had no idea where or what minjeong was doing. the thought of your bandmate caused the stress to comeback to your shoulders.

you hated this feeling.

usually, you could bounce back from anything.

thousands of hate comments, death threats, insensitive remarks about your weight and style. none of that mattered to you, not like how minjeong's absence did.

"yes?" yunjin's voice was far away. you glanced at your phone screen. she had set up her phone for you. it was a sweet thing she did whenever you two facetimed, so you could always see her no matter what she was doing.

for the past thirty minutes, she had been cooking in her kitchen, and you swore you could smell the spices through the screen. chaewon had popped her head in for a moment, waved, and stole a treat while yunjin wasn't looking. melodramatically, yunjin had complained, proceeded to chase after her, and you couldn't help but laugh.

yunjin's company was nice, but you couldn't help but feel wrong. until you figured out this minjeong stuff, this (whatever it was) couldn't happen.

"can i talk to you about something?"

"oh shit! yes! wait! fuck! is this serious?" yunjin cursed. she dropped both of the pans she was holding. the pans shrieked across the screen so loud that you had to recoil.

you grimaced. "sorry."

"no worries! i saved them!" yunjin showed you the unharmed dessert, an array of cinnamon-dripped rolls. you had to stop your mouth from overfilling with saliva. your stomach wanted to run across seoul and devour everything she had made. but you reminded yourself of what was important right now. cinnamon rolls could wait. hell, everything could.

you took a deep breath. yunjin wasn't a hard person to understand, for the most part what you saw was what you got. that's one of the things you loved about her. she was effortlessly herself. but because of that, you knew how she would respond.

"what's up? are you oaky?" yunjin interrupted your thoughts.

"i'm fine..i.." you took a deep breath. her smile was wide, and bright, and terrified you. you didn't want to be the one to take away her smile.

"listen, yunjin. i love our friendship and i would never want to do anything to harm it, y'know? i'm going through a lot with my bandmate right now and i don't want you to be in the middle of it.."

yunjin's smile fell. she tried her best to hide it. she wasn't stupid. you guys had mutual friends. it was a matter-of-time before you confirmed what she had already known.

"she kissed you, right?"

oh. you hadn't expected that from her. you swallowed. you remembered it well. the moment had been replaying in your head over and over. the softness of her lips. the longing. the sweetness. but also the need for something more. the fear, and then, everything sweet between you two that turned bitter.

"yeah." you're not a liar, and you won't cover your ass.

yunjin is quiet on the other side of the line. you can't tell if she's thinking, seething, or upset. you hoped it was something else entirely.

"do you...have feelings for her?"

you sighed.

"i don't know." you really didn't. everything was new. you had never really kissed anyone or thought about the idea of a relationship. you also knew that even if you liked someone that you were an idol first. you had a reputation to uphold.

"okay." yunjin nodded her head, "i'm not upset with you. i had heard about it from ryujin but i wasn't sure if it was true. and i'm glad you care about me enough to let me know what's going on, but right now i'm thinking you don't know me that well.."

you titled your head. "what?"

"mhm, if you knew me you would know i already told misi that we were meant to be." yunjin said.

you shook your head. "seriously?"

"when have i ever lied to you?"

you laughed. her stuffed animal. a bird. she was unbelievable.

yunjin continued. "in the end, it'll be me and you. you know how i know that?"

you couldn't help but grin. she was so unpredictable, but in the best way.

"how, jenn?"

"i went to a fucking psychic."

you rolled your eyes. "i was expecting an actual deep-ass answer, not bullshit."

yunjin shrugged. "it's true! the cards said it~ can't argue with fate!"

you want to laugh again, but you're distracted by the sound of the front door creaking open. you dart your head backwards expecting jimin or aeri, and almost jump.

minjeong is standing right there. you stared. she was completely drenched from the rain. her clothes stuck to her body, and she was shivering. her eyes weren't on you, but on the umbrella she was failing to close up.

you looked away quickly and back down onto your phone.

yunjin is still on the line. "yn? everything okay?"

"yeah, let me call you back. okay?'

"yeah. see you." yunjin was disappointed. you could hear it in her voice.

you ended the call quickly. at the same time, minjeong looked up to you. she regarded you with a blink before throwing her umbrella down and attempted to walk past you.

god, she could be so annoying sometimes. you were used to the lack of communication and the blank stares, but the passive aggressiveness was something you would not deal with.

you grabbed her hand before she could get away. she stopped and looked back at your hand in hers. you expect her to pull away. run away like she always did. but this time, she staid.

"you kiss me. avoid me. then act like an ass." you accused. you could hear the music playing stop. whoever was upstairs was trying to listen now.

minjeong's eyes sharpened on you. "what do you want to hear yn? that i've been in love with your for years, resigned to the fact you would never like me back, found out you actually did like someone and it just wasn't and would never be me, and now can't stand to see you with anyone else? well, there it is. are you happy?"

you don't even know what to say.

minjeong searched your eyes for any type of response.

"do you even know what the word communication means, minjeong?" you finally said.

minjeong took a long sigh. "no, and i'm working on it.. i'm sorry."

you shook your head. "give me time, okay?"

minjeong nodded her time. "as much as you need." she said softly.

you didn't even fully realize what was happening until now. minjeong was in love with you. yunjin was...yunjin. and you were clueless, hopeless, and had no idea what to do. where was jimin when you needed her?

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ngl winter might be a little unlikeable rn, but it'll get better LMFAOO

her communication will be MUCH better from this point on

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yunjin best girl of the chapter?!

𑁍┊ a/n: yeah,, the written portion is a little unedited other than my eyes. i have a brain frying migraine and i promised to get this out for the weekend so i'm sorry for any errors!!!

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[maximotts]

OKAY OKAY wing okay cool yes. But wing and nipple play AT THE SAME TIME but refusing to touch angel anywhere else. She cums from that and not at all

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT SO HEAR ME OUT!! R showing Nat how sensitive Wanda is because one day they were talking about it and Nat looked curious so ... ya know.. gotta help the bestie get hands on knowledge! (For anyone who doesn't know, in this AU, Natasha is a demon and R's best friend)

Can't believe you got me to spend my afternoon writing a whole angel babie fic, kit kat, how dare you... anyways this is extremely unedited because I didn't expect it to be this long so.. ya get what ya get, homos. I have gnocchi to cook

read the rest of the AU here. wc: 2.6k cw: 18+ only please . angelWanda/demons!Natasha and reader . threesomes, wing play, nipple play, innocence and corruption kink x2 because Nat has some Thoughts about her bestie's new angel girlfriend, orgasm denial, a sprinkle of degradation, kinda manipulation but not really because Wanda just doesn't understand why these two demons are giggling like they have an inside joke

When you first bring it up, it's over a few drinks because in any state, you never stop talking about your pretty angel girlfriend.

"Her wings always look so soft, but I think she might be offended if I ask to touch them." Nat's met angels before, but she's never been friends with them; as much as she enjoys trouble, she hadn't tread that far. Yet.

You shrug, understanding her point. It was a while before you asked to touch them on purpose, part of you scared the second you intentionally laid a warm hand on her bright white wings, Wanda would be banished instantly. "Nat, I'm telling you, if you touch her wings she gets so sensitive. It's like a magic button, drives her wild."

Alcohol always makes your tongue looser, but even sober, you'd tell Natasha anyways. The two of you shared everything with one another- which gives you an idea.

And maybe you'd teased Wanda already with the idea of having Nat join in to which she always tries to deny how often she stares at your friend, how eagerly she climbs into her lap when she's allowed... the handful of times you'd caught Wanda trying to sneakily grind down on the bulge from Nat's pants when she felt it under her thigh for too long.

Nat notices, but she's never touched Wanda in any way not strictly platonic. Still whenever those soft feathers flutter near her, she has to wonder. "If she says it's alright and you won't kill me for getting close to her, I wouldn't say no to trying."

So then it's a few days later when Natasha is over and the three of you are lazing about when you decide to put your plan into action. It's easy enough when Wanda's always cuddled up to you, your fingers lightly running between her exposed shoulder blades until she's shuddering. "Stop it, that tickles!"

It instantly pulls Natasha's focus, watching Wanda's previously still form twitch and fidget with every touch you put on her skin. You weren't doing much at all, but it was enough to make your girlfriend distracted. She was always mortified when you teased her in front of your friends, mostly because she didn't mind them watching and just realizing that made her want to shrink away from the exhibitionism.

But this was worse because right now it was just Natasha, the girl you'd made Wanda admit many times how attracted she was to her and the ways she tried getting off on her as if the other two wouldn't notice. Something about it being just the three of you affected Wanda in unexpected ways. "What's the matter, I thought you liked back scratches?"

"I do!" Wanda didn't want to risk one of her favorite things, shooting up to face you on the couch, "Just... lower. It's different when you touch there!"

"Different because it makes your tummy all fluttery?" The brunette nodded quickly, trying to shush you and diffuse the conversation before you could reveal too much with your friend around. But this is exactly what you wanted to reveal. "Nat doesn't mind, she wants to see too. She told me last weekend, right Nat?"

Wanda stopped then, shyly twisting around to face the other woman who was amusedly watching the discourse between you two. "I said only if she says it's okay. Doesn't look like she wants me to know."

You pushed Wanda closer to Natasha's spot on the couch, settling behind her and dropping your chin to rest on Wanda's shoulder. "Oh she wants you too. She's told me before she loves the attention you give her when you're over," Sly hands wrapped around Wanda's waist, keeping her still so that even in shying away, she's still in full view. "Go on, angel, tell Natty what you told me."

"I don't remember..." Wanda didn't like lying, but how was she supposed to admit to Nat's curious face that she wanted to try things with her.

It'd been comparable to pulling teeth getting her to admit it the first time, but you weren't as willing to wait today. "Lying isn't very nice, sweetheart," Even if Wanda wouldn't admit it, you wouldn't let it stop you and your friend having some fun. "I know you remember being laid on our bed all pretty for me, stretched open wide because you teased yourself with Tasha's strap all afternoon and begged me to use the big toy on you after she left."

This was the first Nat heard of that particular incident, but she wasn't surprised; while she'd never laid an intimate hand on her, Wanda certainly used her however she pleased and you laughed about it with the redhead frequently. "Luckily for her, I don't want to see what she looks like filled and stretched today."

"Show me what you were saying about her wings. I saw that with my own eyes just now so she can't deny it," Natasha sat up on her knees now, matching you and Wanda, and she couldn't help but laugh watching the girl visibly gulp. "Don't be scared, angel. I won't bite."

"She actually loves when you bite her a little." Wanda huffed at your comment, but she'd rather keep quiet than provoke either of you any further. Despite her earlier denial, she'd suffered more than a few dreams featuring her sandwiched between the two of you and she knew enough not to risk ruining whatever was happening here.

She didn't protest when you slid her dress straps off her shoulders, letting the silk fabric pool at her waist, and you rewarded her with a kiss to her rosy cheek. "Be a good girl and let me show you off for a bit. You trust me, right? We won't hurt you, Natty just wants to see what a beautiful angel I have."

Wanda nodded her agreement as you rubbed soothing circles into her hips, focusing on that instead of how riled up just being nearly fully exposed to Natasha made her feel. "I know neither of you would hurt me, but I don't want to do the wrong thing..."

"You couldn't possibly do anything wrong," Nat cut in then, hooking her finger under Wanda's chin and giving her a kiss of her own on the tip of her nose. She'd kissed various spots on her face a handful of times, but in this context, it felt different and the older demon couldn't wait to see how Wanda would react. "Poor thing looks cold, let's warm her up a bit."

"She's a huge fan of demon warmth and now she's got two! She won't be cold for long," you chuckled, finally moving one of your hands back up to where you'd first been teasing your girlfriend. You always started out lightly at first, knowing Wanda's hypersensitivity at the base of her wings could easily turn pleasure to pain. The same circles you'd placed on her hips worked wonders on her back, the tiny motions forcing her back into the starts of an arch. "See, told you it doesn't take much."

Natasha was effortlessly mesmerized by the sight, promising to commit the picture of Wanda knelt on the living room couch, whimpering and balling her fists into the cushions to memory. Eventually she watched you duck your head down and trail your nose over the top curve of Wanda's wings, murmuring something Nat missed mere seconds before Wanda shook.

The first orgasm always took Wanda by surprise, the feeling overwhelmingly euphoric and she fell forward on instinct, colliding into Nat's front with a quiet gasp. Natasha took Wanda by the shoulders and pulled her upright, grip tight as she pulled her gaze from the still recovering girl to you. "Can I take a turn?"

"That's what you're here for," The two of you switched positions easily, petting Wanda's cheeks as they grew tomato red from Natasha's experimental strokes over the length of the wings she waited so long to finally get her hands on. "They're just as soft as they look, I know."

Wanda cursed the coil in her tummy for being so tight over simply being talked about, but the way you instructed your friend to touch her most sensitive places, revealing every secret spot that brought her to her most vulnerable...she had no hope keeping her composure.

"Okay now try scraping your teeth right there," You reached over Wanda to point to the area where her baby feathers grew, letting her rest her head in the crook of your neck as Natasha lightly dragged her sharp teeth over where you'd shown. She moaned something deep and heavy, an uncommon noise from the typically soft-spoken angel. "You like when Natty uses her teeth, don't you, sweet thing."

"Mhm... want you to touch me too..." The most Wanda could do was lazily kiss your neck, her hands busy twisted behind her back to guide Natasha's arm where she needed to feel her play with the tips of her feathers. Thankfully the other woman relented, sliding the end of her wings between her fingers until Wanda was bucking against the air.

At her request, your hands went to her breasts, toying with her already hard nipples. Rolling them with your thumbs left Wanda panting, the sensation almost too much combined with Natasha's continued torment at her back. "Pl-Please, can't hold it—"

To Wanda's dismay, Natasha pulled her mouth away, leaving a trail of saliva to quickly cool on her overheated skin, a lingering torment. "Are you close to cumming again, baby doll? Just from playing with you for a little?"

The brunette nodded, feverishly clamoring for Natasha's hand to force it around between her legs. She was tired of clenching around nothing, needing to further her fantasy with Natasha's fingers deep within her. Besides, she knew better than to touch herself down there without permission, but you'd never said your friend wasn't allowed to venture that far.

Honestly you didn't mind the idea of Nat fucking Wanda, countless thoughts of how gorgeous she'd look being taken by someone else, but you had to punish Wanda for lying somehow. So right before your girlfriend could clamp her thighs around Natasha's hand, you stopped her. "Ah ah, did Natty say she wanted you to do that?"

"No, but I—"

"Did I say you were allowed to try whatever you wanted?"

"No..."

"But you decided you could get yourself off like a greedy little slut." Your free hand twisted Wanda's puckered nipple until she cried out, slapping her breast as she shrank back into Natasha. The only thing that turned her on more than the groping adoration she'd been receiving was just the right amount of degradation; something you'd never expected Wanda to actually enjoy, but never complained once you found out.

Natasha knew this, another one of your drunken ramblings about your bedroom adventures, but she'd already seen evidence of it herself each time she'd teased Wanda for her needy behavior and caught the pitiful pout she used to distract from how red her ears and cheeks grew. "You're so hard on her. She's such an innocent angel, I bet she doesn't even remember what she wants us to do."

Her phrasing hit Wanda like a brick, realization and disappointment drawing on her the instant she understood you'd make a point to leave her untouched everywhere else. The two of you continued your torture in sync now, both getting your mouth on her, licking, sucking, biting wherever you could reach and ignoring Wanda's hurried pleas. "I'm sorry, 'm sorry! I remember now! I just- I need to-!"

You pulled away from Wanda's nipple with a pop, making a show of laving your tongue over the pink bud while Natasha nibbled at the nape of the angel's neck, fingers ruffling through the currently shivering mass of feathers that made up Wanda's wings.

"I didn't say you couldn't cum, Wands. You can all you want." And oh Wanda wanted so badly to rut herself over your bent thigh, but Natasha was holding her too tight, her strength easily overpowering and making Wanda feel more trapped with each struggle she put up. She didn't think that was supposed to make her feel fluttery either, but she no longer cared.

"Make a mess of your nice new panties until you're dripping onto the sofa, I'm sure we'd love to see that...but you do it like this or not at all." Ripping Wanda's dress was easy as a piece of paper, exposing Wanda's ruined underwear as the fabric slipped away. You could smell her and if Natasha's feral groan was any indication, so could she.

Another choice set of bites from the two demons and Wanda felt an even bigger wave crash over her, forcing her body not to sink down and rub her neglected sex over the couch cushions, but she couldn't stop herself from whining about it. "Can Natty touch me now? I'll be so good, I'll never lie again."

Her wide, pleading eyes were convincing, but your own devilish inclinations is what made you change up your game. "Never again, promise?"

Wanda was adamant, shaking her head and pawing at you with as much energy as she could manage in her weakened state. When you beckoned Natasha to join over to your side, Wanda was hopeful, even more so when you two shared a look before guiding her to lay on her back. But Wanda had too much faith in your generosity.

"You want Natty to make your needy cunt feel better, pretty girl?" You almost felt bad for how giddy Wanda looked; she always thinks she can skirt by her punishments and some days she manages, but today you were eager to show your friend all of Wanda's limits.

Natasha wasted no time in dragging her nails over Wanda's clothed mound, delighting in how easy it was to get her spreading her legs wider. "I heard you got worked up easily, but who knew you made such a mess.. No wonder you're always so wiggly in my lap."

"You make me feel weird, it's not my fault..." Nat laughed as she pressed her thumb over Wanda's clit, her contented sigh yet another sign of how downed her guard currently was. "Do that again, please?"

She did and Wanda bit down on her lip, happily humping against Natasha's outstretched fingers. As her eyes slid closed, she felt your hands find her breasts once more, massaging them just as gently as Natasha's touches were and slowly but surely, the two of you worked her to the brink of another high. But that's when the hand between her legs disappeared. "No wait, don't stop! I'm allowed to!"

"Only from your wings or tits, baby, your rules haven't changed." Nat pat Wanda's thigh with faux sympathy, her grip turning harsh only when the angel attempted to close her legs. "None of that now, I'm allowed to play wherever I want, and I'm far from done with you. And don't you dare cum unless you want to find out how easy your girlfriend's punishments have been."

[badasgirlfriend]

Love On The Down Low | Bada Lee Social Media AU

pairings: bada lee x zhong lei

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a/n: lei my clumsy pookie

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Lei cleared her throat as she looked at the two strangers sitting in her living room. This wasn't quite how she had imagined the encounter would go.

"Um, if you're hungry, I have some extra pancakes-"

"I'm not hungry." the oreo haired girl said through clenched teeth

Lei glanced at the girl's hoodie, which was covered in whipped cream and grimaced. She's so dumb

"I'm sorry again about your hoodie," Lei said, holding out a box full of tissues. "Here, have some..... more."

The taller girl took the box, using a bit more force than necessary. She took several tissues and began slowly wiping away the remaining cream. Lei bowed repeatedly, her apologies becoming more desperate. It seemed like the situation couldn't get any worse.

"Very well, shall we begin?" The older man cleared his throat. He was tired of this situation already and eager to leave.

"Yes, please"

It was honestly funny and sad at the the current situation that Lei put herself in

It all started with the incessant alarm that kept beeping, refusing to stop. This had awakened Lei, who groaned as a massive headache hit her like a brick in the head.

"Fuck"

One eye open and one locked shut, she grabbed her phone, stopping the noisy alarm. Too sleepu to check all the messages she had received, she cleared all notifications. But once she found the time, she was wide awake, and her eyes widened in shock.

"FUCK!"

She jolted forward with sudden awareness, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and she remembered that Bada had texted her yesterday, informing her that they would arrive at around 11

She was fucked

She didn't have the time to take some pills for her brutal hangover headache that had already become a constant, gnawing presence in her head.

Damn it, I shouldn't have gotten drunk with Hanni and Felix yesterday...

Half-heartedly, she tried to put on some decent clothing and style her hair in an attempt at a ponytail. But she didn't care that much about her appearance as she dashed downstairs towards the kitchen

She grabbed the milk and eggs from the fridge, along with the flour from the pantry. With quick efficiency, she pulled out a flat pan and a large bowl from the cupboard, as if on autopilot.

"I can't mess this up," she muttered to herself as she cracked the eggs.

In her mind, her plan had been to wake up at 9 to make a lovely breakfast for Bada, but that obviously failed miserably. So now, with no other option, she was left with the task of making pancakes.

She was relieved that she had cleaned the house Bada will live , as well as her own house, days ago with the help of Hanni. That way, at least she could welcome Bada with a clean living room and a neat kitchen.

She picked up her phone as she whisked the batter. She had no idea what kind of coffee Bada drank, so she settled for the simplest one, ordering it for both of them.

The aroma of the freshly cooked pancakes made Lei smile to herself as she put another one on the plate. One by one, she was adding to the pile of pancakes, she was glad that she was managing to make them properly, though she wished she didn't jinx it

"Motherf*cker!" She screamed in pain as she accidentally put her hand near the oven, burning herself. "Fuck this shit, fuck you, fuck everyone, it fucking hurts!!! Oh my fucking god"

Her mouth kept spewing out curses for a minute or two, as she rushed to the sink and sighed in relief at the cold water that flowed onto her skin.

She let out a painful groan when she felt her phone ring. Snatching up the device, she answered the call. "What?" She snapped, her voice still hoarse from the early morning yelling.

"Woah, relax tiger," she heard Felix voice on the other end. "No need to be so aggressive."

Lei sighed, grabbing a towel to dry her hand.

"Fuck you, Felix" she said, "What do you want."

A scoff emerged from Felix on the other end. "I'm just calling to see how you're doing, I didn't ask to be attacked."

Lei rolled her eyes at Felix's comment "I'm making pancakes, or at least trying to," she muttered, "Bada is going to show up any second now, and everything is a mess, I burned my hand, and I need to put whipping cream and some fruits in these pancakes" she said it all in one breath, feeling overwhelmed and stressed

"It's all your fault"

Felix gasped "Bitch I breathed"

"You got us drunk last night" Lei exclaimed

"You wanted to"

"That doesn't mean you should let me"

The dark-haired girl grabbed the whipped cream, and started spreading it on the still steaming hot pancakes.

"Felix, I wanna die," she heard him chuckle.

"We'll do it together" he said with a smile.

She adjusted her phone better, holding her phone up with her shoulder so that her hands were free. "I'm surprised Hanni hasn't called to ask about Bada" she said.

"She hasn't?"

"No, no call. I'm starting to get concerned," Lei joked. She grabbed the plate filled with freshly cut strawberries and the hot pancakes, and headed towards the other counter. As she got there, however, the doorbell rang. Lei jumped in shock, the plate wobbled dangerously in her hands.

Lei cursed under her breath as she realized the coffees had arrived.Everything was becoming too much for her to handle. The nonstop rambling from Felix, the constant ringing of the doorbell, and the oil burning on the pan she had forgotten about, was turning the situation into a complete mess. She felt like her head was going to explode, and she didn't know what to do next.

The doorbell continued to ring incessantly, and for a moment, she felt like throwing everything to the ground and sobbing in a corner. She couldn't think straight when she was stressed, and that's why she sprinted towards the door with the two plates in her hands and the phone supported by her shoulder.

"I'm coming- Felix shut your mouth"

On the other side of the door, Bada let out a long sigh as she waited for the door to be opened. She had a black bucket hat on her head, with a mask to cover her face. She was regretting her choice of wardrobe now, considering the hot weather in Australia.

Her departure from the group was truly heartbreaking. Bada did her best to fight back tears, trying not to upset her sisters even further. But Yeeun, in particular, was inconsolable, since Bada was her go-to person whenever she felt down. With Bada gone, Yeeun and the other girls felt their world turn upside down.

Bada was overwhelmed and not entirely sure of what was going on. So much was changing so fast, from the bullying scandal to the hiatus being announced to having to move in with a complete stranger. This was definitely not what she had planned, and she wasn't sure what to expect or how to deal with it all. She was just taking everything as it came, fuck it

"Where is that damn girl?", her manager hissed at her, looking at his watch in frustration.

Bada rolled her eyes and felt like she was at her wit's end. She didn't reply, but took a step forward and leaned in to ring the bell again.

As her fingers touched the doorbell, the door suddenly swung open with such force that it startled Bada.

Lei jumped, startled by the masked person she saw staring at her, completely blocking her view.

Her phone slipped, falling to the ground with a loud 'thud'. She completely forgot the pancakes she was holding in the other hand, more focused on the phone

Bada's eyes widened in surprise and horror as she saw the pancakes covered in whipped cream slipping out of the plate, it all happened so fast since she was really close to the door the pancakes fell on her hoodie

If she had been excited to move in with Chenle's sister before, then that excitement was gone now.

Lei felt her right hand become lighter unexpectedly, so she turned her head to see what had happened.

"My pancakes..." Lei gave a small cry of frustration, all her hard work now gone on the ground

"My hoodie..." Lei gulped as she heard the unfamiliar voice, and her gut told her it was the voice she had been expecting, but she refused to believe it. She had gone through enough horrors this morning, and she just couldn't take it anymore.

Their eyes met, and she could see the annoyance in Bada's eyes, and that made the whole situation infinitely worse. An older man was standing behind the tall girl, and he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, visibly annoyed too.

The shorter girl raised her hand and gave an awkward wave "Hello Im Lei"

Lei wanted to run into a highway and hope a truck runs her over as she recalled the the embarrassing first meeting she had with the idol

"Alright, so," Mr. Kang, who had introduced himself as Bada's manager, pulled some papers from his leather bag and slid them toward Lei.

It was a contract, which Lei picked up and started reading intently.

"I need you to sign these papers, it's a simple contract that we need to have due to security and privacy reasons" Mr. Kang said calmly, as Lei gulped and read through the papers.

She could see that there was indeed a clause that stated she could not reveal or leak the information that Bada resides here or she would face legal consequences.

"Alright," Lei's voice was soft, and Bada narrowed her eyes at her as if she was sensing something was off. As Lei read through the contract, Bada saw her face pale in surprise, her curiosity piqued.

'She is breath-takingly gorgeous' Bada thought , her eyes lingering on every detail of Lei's face

Her eyes were sharp and piercing, but soft at the same time. Her plush lips were a distraction, a welcome one. Her hair was tied up in a loose, yet messy ponytail, and her oversized shirt and sweatpants made her look relaxed and at home.

"Alright," Lei picked up the pen and signed the papers, this was it. Her heart was racing, even the pen felt heavy in her hands.

Lei was avoiding Bada's gaze, that girl was too perfect, the dancer is beautiful in the pictures, but in real life she's a goddess. She thought this was gonna be easy and fast but how wrong she was

The man clapped his hands "Ok, I'm done here." He picked up the papers and stood up, saying, "My plane leaves in an hour, so I'll get going."

Bada muttered, "Finally," as she got up and Lei followed. Lei was not small, around 5'8, but standing next to Bada, she felt really short.

Damn

When they got to the door, Bada's manager looked at Lei, giving her a tight smile before looking at Bada with a stern look.

Lei understood the message that was being sent; if Bada's manager wanted privacy, then Lei would give it to him "I'll get the keys for the other house, it was nice meeting you Mr Kang"

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Kang," Lei bowed her head and rushed upstairs.

Bada's manager took a deep breath "Bada, I've already told you all this before, but I can't stress this enough. Don't go out in crowded places; don't post on social media, dont tell anyone about your location"

"Got it" Bada mumbled

"And most of all, don't do anything with that girl that could make things more complicated than they already are."

Bada rolled her eyes at her manager's sentence. She knew he wasn't fond of her sexuality, but Bada could care less. The thought of her manager thinking she was going to have something going on with Lei was hilarious to Bada. She wasn't interested in the girl at all, but it was still entertaining to see him trying to set boundaries that she would never follow anyway.

"I'm serious, Bada don't mess this up. I won't be seeing you again for quite some time, but we'll keep in contact. When we talk again, I'll let you know about the court case and everything."

"You didnt leave yet" Lei's voice made them look towards her "wait- i mean"

She closed her eyes cursing herself, she really needs to think before talking

Bada tried to cover her chuckle when she saw the look on her managers face, it was priceless

Mr. Kang gritted his teeth, this girl "Don't worry, Miss Lei, I'll be leaving now," he said with a fake smile. With one big thump, the door was shut, and a sense of awkwardness lingered in the air.

Lei was fixated on the door while Bada looked around the hallway, taking in the sights. The walls were full of pictures of Lei and Chenle, her and her parents and friends.

"I'm sorry again about your hoodie, just give it to me, and I'll try to wash it," Lei said and Bada groaned at her repeated apologies.

"This is the third time you've apologized, stop," Bada said, sounding irritated now.

Lei felt taken aback by Bada's harshness. She knew that Bada was annoyed, but she wished she wouldn't keep making it so obvious. It wasn't like Lei had wanted the hoodie to get dirty in the first place

She couldn't help but say "Well if it annoys you then let's make it four, sorry" she opened the door harshly and stepped outside

Bada rolled her eyes and sighed under her breath. "God help me" she mumbled, following right behind her.

Lei made her way towards the creamy-colored house in front of hers, unlocking the door to let herself in. She glanced behind her to see if Bada followed her, and she did

"This is where you will stay," Lei explained as she led Bada into the living room. Lei pointed to the kitchen, which was connected to the living room, and added, "You can also enter from the other door too, which is on the other side of the hallway."

Bada looked around the room, noticing the creamy-colored walls and the comfortable-looking couches. It was a small space, but it was pretty, and Bada loved the comfortable atmosphere.

"The bathroom is there," Lei said, pointing at the white door at the end of the hallway.

"I'll show you your bedroom now," she added.

The girls walked upstairs, Bada able to see there were four rooms in total.

Lei opened the first room that was closest to the stairs, and said, "This is your room."

The room had plain white walls with subtle grey accents, creating a simpl aesthetic. The wooden bed frame adds a warm touch to the room "It's really pretty"

Lei didn't reply, instead, she moved on to the next room. "This is the storage room, the other one is another bathroom again. There you have the laundry and everything," she explained quickly.

Bada pointed at the door of the last room, "What about that?"

"It's just an empty room," Lei replied. "We don't use it for anything. So you can use it for anything honestly you can even practice there."

Bada nodded, her hands in her pockets and her hat still on. "Thank you again," she said.

But Lei was having none of it, still bitter from their earlier interactions. "This is your third time saying 'thank you' Bada," she said, her tone harsh and cold.

The idol got goosebumps at the sound of her name rolling off of Lei's lips, to her it was sweet and soft.

"Stop" Lei repeated, using Bada's own words from earlier. Bada bit her lip nodding, she deserved it.

"I'll be going now," Lei said, handing Bada the keys. "The fridge is full, I did the groceries yesterday."

Bada took the keys and their fingers touched for a split second, sending a jolt of electricity between them. Both Lei and Bada quickly brushed the moment off and ignored it.

"If you need anything, just let me know" Lei added.

"Yeah, okay" Bada mumbled, her eyes following Lei as she walked downstairs.She wanted to call Lei's name but stopped herself. It's not that serious.

She grabbed her suitcases and walked into the room where she would be staying. With a heavy sigh, she flopped down on the bed, feeling overwhelmed by the situation. This wasn't going to end well

Bada tried to be strong when she was with her members, not wanting them to worry about her feelings. Lying became easy for her, and the words "I'm fine, don't worry" entered ber daily vocabulary

She knew that her members cared about her, but she didn't want to burden them with her problems. So she put on a brave face and tried to seem strong, even when she was feeling weak inside.

But now, she was alone. She didn't have to be strong anymore, and she could finally let out all her tears. Her tears fell freely, like a never-ending stream, as she finally allowed herself to feel all the hurt and sadness she had spent so long suppressing.

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Can you do Kissing on dark corners with Pedri??please!!!

WARNINGS: Suggestive content, nothing too graphic.

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"Pedro" You said in between kisses "...your parents" You said separating from him a bit, both of your breaths a bit accelerated but still you smiled after a few seconds

"They are downstairs, they won't know" He said quickly shaking his head before leaning back down again as you felt him pressing you more into the wall, trapping you in between his arms and the wall. "Estás muy hermosa, I want you"

Still you pushed your head back and it was bad idea. His lips found your neck as you let out a breathy moan when he found your spot. You pushed onto his shoulders lightly

"Stop" You begged lightly but who you were fooling? You truly were enjoying it, his lips on your neck always made you lose it but you regained power over you when you heard a pan being dropped, you grabbed his face and pushed him away "This is their house and they can come in, in any second"

You were on the González household, Rosy and Fernando inviting you over whilst Pedri had four days off. You thought it would be a really good idea but no.

You have fought the need of smash yourself against your fiancé while being at his parents since he had managed to look deliciously gorgeous these past two days and for respect towards them, you always limited yourself for a few kisses here and there, some cuddles and hand holding.

But your views got better each day passing and you couldn't manage to hold it in, Pedri apparently thinks the same way towards you because he had let you know that the very same moment he pulled you upstairs and got you in the dark corner where his old room and his brother's Fer were.

"We are literally hidding in a dark corner"

"And?! They came come in and see us!"

"They already know how crazy I am for you, bonita" Your fiancé whispered kissing the corner of your lips "They know the way I am and mostly when I'm around you" He kept on kissing you.

You were playing right now, telling no to his kisses but still kissing him back.

"Ya" He pecked your lips ", but whenever we have kids, if we found one of them like this, we for sure as hell not let them come back up for the rest of the night"

He chuckled lightly "You just don't want my mom to see you like the needy woman you truly are for her youngest son"

"Well, that too" You both laughed into each others mouths. You almost moaned loudly when Pedri pulled your bottom lip in between his and sucked on it, making you go crazy. "Really you gotta stop"

"Stop me then" You groaned giving him one last kiss for the moment before mustering all your strength and push him off of you

"Really, we should stop"

"¡Y/N, hija, necesito que me digas la receta de la carne con piña y me ayudes con la ensalada de aguacate!" Rosy called you as Pedri groaned

"¡Ya voy, Rosy!" You exclaimed a little

"You're in for when we get home" You smirked smiling and winked at him

"Can't really wait for it" You pecked his lips and ran downstairs before he could catch you, giggling.

A few minutes later, you saw Pedri come down too, he sat in front of you whilst you were cooking the meat for tonight's dinner. You both shared a look and a smile

"Te quiero" He whispered with his eyes locked on yours and still after three years of relationship, you blushed

"Y yo a ti, Pepi" He puckered his lips and you shook your head side to side before leaning over and kiss his awaiting lips.

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[elliesmainhoe]

Flour and Jam

Streamer!Ellie X Fem!Reader

Summary: Yours and ellies attempt at a cooking stream

Contents: fluff, fluff and more fluff, food fight, general chaos.

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Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (you're here)

"Welcome to my kitchen" Ellie said, looking into the camera that was situated on a tripod resting upon the islands wooden countertops.

User1: New room unlocked 🔓

User2: omg are we cooking?

"Yes we are cooking, thought I'd do something special for you guys to celebrate hitting 500k on YouTube- which is honestly insane."

User3: Been here since 5k on YT 💪

"And due to this being a very special stream I have a very very special person to keep me company!" Hearing your cue, you stepped Infront of the camera "And because I can't trust Ellie to not burn down my house." You add on, smiling mischievously at her annoyed expression.

User4: my favourite person ever 😭

User5: One chance Y/N, plssss

User6: Ima steal Ellie's girl, just you wait and see

User7: omg look at how cute they look together 🥲

User8: The Y/N and Ellie tiktok editors are already screen recording this for later lmao

"Shut-" before Ellie could finish her sentence you pecked her lips- catching her off guard and laughing as you saw the chat go at the speed of light.

User9: Stop I'm so lonely 😭

"Your so lonely? L"

"Ellie! Don't be mean?" You scold her, shoving her shoulder playfully.

"Why?"

"Because I said so, be nice"

"Yes ma'am" Ellie replies, her right hand lifting into a mock salute as she laughs.

"We are going to make a cake. What kind of cake you may be asking?" She spoke, replying to an invisible comment.

"No one asked that baby" you laughed,, reaching up and messing with her hair. Her mouth went to retort but before any words could fall out you cut in front of her "yes I know I'll 'shut up'."

"Were making a 'victoria sponge' cake, because Y/N knows how to make it and there is a higher possiblity it will turn out least half decently" she grins, looking down at the ingredients you'd laid out on the counter. Eggs, flour, sugar, butter, vanilla, cream, jam (jelly if your American), icing sugar and strawberries.

"It'll be great, we'll do so well. I 100% believe we will make an edible Cake" you affirm, lying but trying to be positive.

User10: Uhuh very convincing 💀

User11: manifest it besties

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"How the fuck have we managed this?" Ellie laughed out looking down at the mess you two had managed to create.

"I honestly have no idea" you reply looking at the copious amounts of flour and various sticky substances that coated the counters. "It could honestly be a modern art piece" you hummed

User12: Girlie said modern art

User13: #1 modern art hater for life

Ellie began spewing jokes, continuing to crack eggs and whisk, even though you'd told her to stop adding anything ten minutes earlier.

"You really have no regard for my advice, huh?"

"Nope." She said back to you, the familiar annoying grin plastered on her freckled face when she heard your disappointed sigh.

User14: she looks so done lmao 😭

You move out of view of the audience, silently searching for some emotional support for the foreseeable future. You entered the living room and the familiar ball of ginger fluff you were searching for was curled up in the cat tree you and ellie had bought him for his first birthday. After a few seconds of internal conflict on whether to leave him be or disturb him you decided on the latter.

Picking up the grumpy cat, who made his displeasure known by letting out a tired yowl as you cradled him, before coming back into the kitchen. "I needed some emotional support."

User15: Garfff 😭🐱

User16: pussy lol

User17: Everyone needs emotional support due to this chaotic asf stream lmao💀

You stood back, cradling Garfield in your arms, letting Ellie have free rein, giving a few tips and advice that were swiftly dismissed by Ellie as she continued to do her own thing, including putting salt into the batter instead of sugar, even though you had literally put out all the ingredients for her beforehand which did not include salt.

"Taste test?" Ellie asks, turning around to face you, a wooden spoon in hand a scoop of beige mixture on top of it. "Absolutely not".

User18: DO ITTT

User19: do it! do it! do it!

'User30 donated $50: 'Do it Y/N, also congrats on 500k on YT Ellie <33'

"You hear the people. Taste." Ellie laughs thrusting the wooden spoon towards your mouth.

"It's confirmed, you all hate me and I will never forgive any of you for this" you scowl, opening your mouth hesitantly, allowing Ellie to place the spoonful into your mouths. The overwhelming taste saltiness hits your tongue immediately, making you gag at the unpleasantness.

You immediately rush over to the sink, spiting out the mixture, grabbing a glass of water and washing out your mouth, trying to rid it of the after taste that lingered behind. You hear Ellie's laugh from behind you, the only thing going through your mind was revenge.

Flour. Perfect. You reach into the half full paper bag pulling out a handful. Ellie was otherwise occupied, talking to her chat and answering donations, so when a handful of flour exploded in her face, it's an understatement to say it caught her of guard.

After recovering from a coughing fit triggered by the powder, she reached into an open jar, said jar having fresh strawberry jam inside of it. You saw this and of course, you began to run away, trying to get away from Ellie and the weapon that was her handful of red jelly. Eventually she caught up to you, her empty hand wrapped around your waist pulling you into her body as she smeared the sticky substance across your cheeks laughing at the ridiculous expression on your face.

Because your body was pushed against hers, the flour that coated her body transferred onto you.

"OH FUCK!" You yelled "my new sweater..."

"oh look, Y/N's discovered that her actions have consequences." She grinned cheekily, leaning down to kiss you, the jam from your face smudging onto hers.

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