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Yandere Cat Café Owner Wants You

[Yandere! Cat Dad Boyfriend x GN! Reader]

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Kitty Café opened up down the block from your apartment, and ever since you'd seen the fliers promising delicious treats with tons of cats to play with, you'd made it your life's mission to visit it.

Unfortunately, your boyfriend was crazy allergic to cats, so you had to go solo. It bummed you out, sure; but the idea of getting to spend some time with tons of cats more than made up for it. You knew that you couldn't adopt one, but maybe you could do a little donation instead.

"Welcome!" a deep, warm voice sounded out as soon as you entered the small café.

Behind the desk was a large behemoth of a man. Even from across the room, you could tell that he towered over you. His body was thick and solid with muscle, and the tight polo he wore was painted across his large chest.

Around him, tiny kittens mewed and pawed at him, asking for pets.

The entire café was littered with cats (duh), but most of them seemed to be sticking close to the man.

"H-hi," you stuttered back, feeling nervous under the intense gaze of the larger man. His eyes widened when you spoke, and you could clearly see his Adam's apple quiver a little, and the corners of his mouth pulled up slightly. "I, uh, I saw the fliers and I had to come see the new cat café."

The man's smile grew on his face. "Great!" he beamed. "You're actually my first customer. I'm Dominik the owner, by the way. But you can call me Da-- *cough, Dom." He smiled nervously, a pinkish hue forming on his face. "What can I get you?"

The owner was really friendly, and he seemed to be over the moon to have a customer. You could tell by how giddy he seemed, and even some of the kittens picked up on it, their glances shifting between him and you.

You looked at the menu behind Dom, amazed by the wide array of tasty treats and delicious drinks that you could order. There were so many choices that you couldn't make up your mind.

"Um," you wondered. "Surprise me." You shrugged, figuring that the café owner wouldn't find the request too annoying... or at least you hoped not.

Luckily, Dom's smile remained, and it even grew bigger. "Sure thing, Kitten," he grinned. "Go ahead and take a seat and I'll bring it out to you."

You winced internally at his odd nickname for you, but ignored it for the moment.

You took a seat near the window, taking time to pet some of the cats that were brave enough to wander close to you. A fluffy orange kitten with little stripes on it clawed its way up your pant leg, hopping into your lap and purring loudly.

"Aww, cute little guy," you cooed as you pet the kitten, loving how it purred even louder.

"That's Pumpkin," Dom said as he approached the table. "It looks like he likes you."

Dom placed a small cup on the table in front of you and a little baked treat. It looked like a cookie in the shape of a cat, whereas the cup was a latte with a little heart made out of the foam. It was really cute.

"Thank you," you said as you took a sip of the latte, your eyes widening at how sweet it was. And it totally lacked any of the bitterness that coffee drinks typically have. In short: It was fantastic! "This is amazing!"

Dom took the seat opposite yours. "I'm glad you like it, Kitten," he genuinely smiled. He then nodded at Pumpkin. "Are you looking for a cat to take home?"

You frowned slightly. "No," you relented. "My boyfriend's allergic to cats, so I can't adopt one."

Dom's smile vanished and his square jaw clenched. "Yeah..." he huffed, something audible in his deep voice, "that's not too good." He sighed before forcing a smile back onto his face. "I guess that means that you'll just have to come visit more often."

You looked up at the larger man in awe.

Blushing, Dom hurriedly added, "I know Pumpkin will miss you."

Almost as if on cue, Pumpkin meowed.

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After your first visit to the café, you quickly became a regular.

Every so often, you would come by to play with Pumpkin and some of the other cats.

And each and every time, Dom would light up and eagerly strike up a conversation with you, looking as giddy as a kid on Christmas. He was really nice to you and he was quickly starting to grow on you.

He was becoming a really great friend to you.

One day, you rushed over to the café, eager to tell the man the wonderful news that you had. Your fists balled up excitedly, you burst into the small shop, seeing Dom sitting near the counter with a few new kittens.

He perked up when he saw you, his face instantly brightening up. "Hey, Y/N!" he cheered, then he saw how excited you looked. "What's the good news?"

You couldn't resist shoving your left out towards him, showing off the gold band on your ring finger. "My boyfriend proposed!" you ecstatically cheered. "Check out the ring too! Nice, right?"

You were all smiles, dreaming of walking down the aisle to marry your boyfriend: a.k.a. the man of your dreams.

Dom smiled too, although his grin didn't touch his eyes. In fact, his smile looked pained, forced. He sharply exhaled before perking up slightly.

"How about a drink to celebrate?" he asked. "I've been working on a new one." He moved behind the counter and began to shuffle around with some ingredients, his broad back blocking your view of what he was messing with. He peeked over his shoulder to make sure that you couldn't see him add something special to your cup.

When he was done, Dom turn back around and placed a warm mug in front of you. He made sure to take extra care to shape the foam into a cute little kitty.

"I hope you enjoy," Dom grinned, pushing the mug closer to you.

You grabbed it and took a sip. The drink was incredibly sweet, just as you liked it. "It's delicious, Dom," you beamed. "Thank you so much!"

He smiled triumphantly as you downed your drink.

As the two of you talked about your wedding plans (Dom's smile morphed into a frown the more you went on about it), you suddenly felt yourself get a little dizzy.

You placed a shaking hand up to your head to try and steady yourself, but the room felt like it was spinning.

"Are you alright, Y/N?" Dom asked, a cheerful tone in his voice.

You wondered what was going on, not sure if you were catching a virus or something. "Um," you mumbled, "I think I'm getting sick. I'll just head home..."

You stood up, but your legs were wobbly and they gave out on you, sending you toppling down.

Before you hit the hard ground, Dom rushed over and wrapped both of his strong arms around you, securing you tightly in his hold. He pulled you to his torso, and you felt his chest rumble a little as he seemingly purred like a happy cat.

"Wha--?" you tried to ask, but it getting harder to speak as your vision blurred and you felt weaker by the second.

"Shh," Dom cooed as he placed a tender hand on your cheek. "Just relax, Kitten. Let Daddy take care of you."

Before you could ask what he meant by that, everything went black...

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When you began to stir awake, you first noticed that everything felt so comfortable. Seriously, whatever bed you were lying in had the softest sheets, and there was a fluffy comforter that was so incredibly warm. And speaking of warm, a large body cuddled you from behind, keeping you nice and secured--

"What!?" you jolted awake, everything rushing to you all at once. You struggled to move, but your panic only heightened as you realized that your arms and legs were bound together by what felt like silk ties. The fabric was soft to the touch so as not to irritate your skin, but they were tied so tightly that they severely restricted your movement.

Looking around the bedroom that you found yourself in, you could see that there were tons of cat toys and décor around. A few of the kittens from the café where in the room, watching you intently. Pumpkin purred happily when he saw you, his tail flicking to and fro with glee.

You kept trying to thrash your body around to get free, but the body behind you only tightened its grip on you, effectively stopping you.

"Calm down, Kitten," Dom sleepily yawned, his hot breath wafting over your ear due to his closeness to you.

You tensed up when you felt his lips press to your cheek.

"Dom?!" you cried, unable to get free with his arms around you. He even laid one of his strong legs over yours, his entire body acting as a double lock. "What's going on?"

The larger man chuckled. "Kitten," he cooed, "isn't it obvious? You going to marry that... guy." He said the last part with such anger in his voice that it almost came out as a growl, making some of the cats in the room hiss in response. "So I had to just snatch you up and take you home with me."

You were stunned silent, unable to wrap your head around what was going on. "What do you mean?" you trembled.

Dom pressed his lips against you once more, purring as he did so. "I love you so much, Y/N. So I brought you home with me to convince you to be with me, not with your ex-boyfriend."

"You're insane..." you try to argue, earning a nip from him.

"Don't say that," he hissed. "I'm not insane, you're insane for trying to marry some guy who's not me. You belong to me, and that's why you're here: to be with me, and only me."

Dom tightened his grip on you, sealing off any hope of escape.

"You're mine."

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captainfern · 9 months

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omg omg cap please i’m begging you to write this (if you have time)

HAVE YOU SEEN that specific scene of “Six” with Barry Sloane where him and his wife are trying fertility treatments and he basically has to j off and fill a cup and then his wife comes and calls him “my big bear” and man’s already busting with just that??? WELL-

can we get smth like this with Price? Like it doesn’t have to be that specific scenario just smth where his s/o is jerking him off and calls him a name, and he immediately comes, but that’s exactly not the end of it? YOU GET IT

i’ve been thinking about it an unhealthy amount these past days… I’m literally foaming at the mouth.

Anonymous asked: Been seeing a lot of Bear appreciation on here, so what about... C. Price and reader trying to (naturally, of course) conceive? Maybe he's on injury leave or something! He gets hurt and now is the perfect time to tell him she wants him to retire and put a baby in her >:) I just see that scene from SIX and go feral every time. Breeding kink go wild 🙏

Anonymous asked: Dbf!price x reader mating press? Or or or price taking her somewhere nice for dinner and they go back to his place and he leads her through it while doin the nasty….

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In Utero

Captain John Price x fem!reader

[“In Utero” Album by Nirvana]

[18+]

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• summary - you and price are trying for a baby lol. • rating - 18+ • wordcount - 3.9k • warnings - fem!reader, civilian!reader, some possessive!price, handjobs, unprotected piv (obviously), praise, breeding kink, creampies, mating press, talks of pregnancy n babies blah blah blah, body worship, breeding kink (again cause i'm being so fr), price calls you mama at one point (*whispering* is this a mommy kink? i don't know. i don't think so? but idk take this how you will), strong language

the amount of breeding kink related requests i get for this man is crazy 😭 some of you should be studied cause oh my god (i am not complaining)

killing three birds with one stone with this one. changed it a little but hope you all enjoy :)

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It had been a long few days on base, and Price had been looking forward to coming home to you.

He loved nothing more than returning home to you after work. You'd greet him, looking absolutely fucking stunning, and wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and cradle him to you. He'd breath you in, absorb your presence, his mind running a million miles an hour as he hugged you back.

You were his. And he was so happy.

Price never considered himself a very possessive person. But when it came to you, his wife, he felt an overwhelming urge to ensure everyone knew you were his.

He was so, so proud of you. He's always show you off, worship the ground you walked on. He'd hold your hand, or guide you with a hand to the base of your spine in public. He wasn't afraid to pin your body next to his in a crowd, either.

It was much the same in the bedroom.

Price would worship your entire body. He'd kiss up and down the length of it, from head to toe. He'd take extra care in massaging different parts of you that he loved– your tits, your waist, your hips, your arse, your thighs. He'd smooth his fingers over your skin, trailing kisses in their wake, whispering sweet praise and affirmations as he did so.

When he'd finally reach your face, he'd kiss you with as much passion and force as the sea. Cradling your head, holding your face, moving his lips warmly against yours, probing your mouth with his tongue, deepening the kiss so he could be closer to you.

He loved you.

You were his, and he was yours.

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You had gone for a night out with your friends, leaving Price alone at home.

To keep him occupied in the silence of the house, he cleaned and cooked, listening to his music. He cooked up a meal that he stored in the fridge for later, then he proceeded to clean what he could of the house. He wanted to ensure you got home from having fun and didn't have to lift a finger.

And so Price could have you all to himself for the night.

You returned home hours later, the sun sinking past the horizon. You entered your home, your social battery ticking downwards, and Price was in front of you as soon as the front door was closed and locked.

He wrapped you in his arms, your face to his chest, and you returned the hug as he placed his chin on the top of your head.

"You had fun, sweetheart?" Price asked, taking a deep breath after pressing his nose to the crown of your head.

You hummed into his chest. "Yeah, it was nice."

You pulled out of the hug, and Price held your hand as you walked him into the living room. The both of your flopped down onto the couch. You couldn't help but admire the way he spread his legs when he sat, and the expansion of his thighs beneath his sweatpants as they made contact with the couch cushions.

You squeezed your thighs together, heat blooming in your core. A giddy, almost nervous feeling swelled in your chest as you locked eyes with your husband. You chewed on your bottom lip, fighting a flustered smile.

He looked so good.

Annnndddd you were ovulating.

Yep.

Evident by the fact that at just one look from your husband, one smile, your underwear was completely fucking soaked.

Price released a breathy laugh. "What?"

You whined, still biting your lip and smiling. "You look so handsomeeeee." You said, dragging out the final word.

He laughed again, eyes twinkling. Your eyes scanned his face, then you were crawling across the couch. He shifted, leaning back so you could crawl onto his lap, arse across his thick thighs. You ran your hands up and down his torso, feeling the smooth ridges of his muscle beneath his shirt. He hummed in the back of his throat, eyes closing, as you dragged your nails down the soft bumps of his abs.

"John, can I touch you?" You asked, hands coming to rest on the waistband of his sweatpants, toying with the ridges of the elastic.

"You are touching me." Price joked, opening his eyes. He settled his hands on your hips and squeezed gently.

You rolled your eyes. "I want your cock."

Price couldn't help but laugh through his moan as you shimmied his sweatpants and boxers down, pulling out his hardening cock. He groaned deeply as you pumped him a couple of times to full stiffness, before swiping your thumb across the head.

His hips bucked, twitching against the couch. You continued to fist him tightly while leaning over and letting a string of saliva fall from your mouth. It dripped across the tip of his cock, and Price let out a throaty moan, the grip on your hips tightening.

You used your saliva to make your hand glide, pumping him quickly. Usually, your stokes would be languid, seductive, as you prepped to either take him in your mouth or in your cunt. But this time, your movements were purposely fast, and the grunts in Price's quick breathing was an indicator that he liked it.

The wet clicks were consecutive as you stroked his cock from base to tip– squeezing tighter near the base, twisting near the tip. Price grumbled contentedly as you did so, beads of pre-cum leaking from his slit. He watched you with hooded eyes, a fucked out smile on his face as you jerked him off.

"Haven't even been home five minutes and you were so desperate for my cock, huh, sweetheart?" Price mused, hips jerking and cock twitching as you sped up the movement of your hand. He groaned, closing his eyes for a moment. He forced them open, watching your hand for a second, before finding your face. He smiled, leaning forward to try and kiss you. "Mmm this is your cock, isn't it, baby? You can have it whenever you want..."

He kissed you, and you let him. You let his tongue lick along the seam of your lips, and you allowed him to coax your mouth open, a moan passing from his to yours. You continued fisting his cock, heating up against your palm, the tip flushed and glistening.

You pulled out of the kiss and with his eyes closed, Price rested his forehead against yours, mouth agape. He opened his eyes eventually, looking down at where you rapidly stroked his throbbing cock. He let out a quiet groan, flecks of pre-cum splattering onto his shirt at the pace at which you jerked him off.

He was close, his release building higher with each stroke of your hand. He held your hips tighter, grinding you onto his lap, and you moaned quietly, sweetly. He groaned in response, lifting his mouth to try and kiss you. You backed up a bit, enough so his lips were just brushing yours.

"John?" You whispered, and he released a quiet groan at that.

"Mmm?" He didn't have the cognitive ability to reply with words at his point, solely focussed on the way you were stroking his cock, and his looming orgasm.

You pressed a brief kiss to his lips, then pulled back. He watched you, eyelids drooping, eyes glassy, and you couldn't help but smile. You leaned back in, and whispered, "I want you to put a baby in me."

Price let out a loud, guttural groan. "Holy fuck."

He came abruptly, thick ropes painting your hand and his shirt. He moaned your name, cock twitching as strings of white dribbled down your fingers and across his now semi-hard length. Price pressed forward, kissing you, and you pumped him a couple more times before you were retracting your hand. You moved your head away, and licked his cum off your fingers. His eyes rolled, and he slumped back against the couch with a groan.

"You liked that, huh?" You teased, creeping your fingers beneath his shirt and slowly pushing it up, revealing the dark happy trail that led from his navel to his pelvis.

He hummed his agreement as you pulled his shirt further, and he sat up, lifting his arms so you could pull it off all the way. You tossed it aside before running the flat of your hands up and down his body. He hummed again, this time in content as you massaged the flesh of his pectorals, running your thumbs over his nipples and making him jerk against the couch.

"D'you mean what you said?" Price suddenly asked as you dragged your nails down the grooves in his abs. Goosebumps raised along his skin.

"What, about putting a baby in me?" You smiled, and he groaned, head flopping backwards again. You ran your fingers through the hair of his happy trail, following it down to his cock, still sticky with his release. You took hold of it again, and you felt it slowly hardening. Your smile grew. "Oh, I'm serious, John."

You pumped him slowly, gently, until he was fully hard in your hand once more. Price's breathing was laboured as he kept his head tossed back, eyes screwed shut. His chest rose and fell.

You stripped yourself of your own shirt and bra while he was occupied, managing to do so while still gently stroking his cock. Then, you raised yourself, and wiggled your skirt off– you had to use both hands to do this.

With your hand gone from his cock, Price pulled his head forward to see what you were doing. He released a breathy moan, immediately bringing his hands to your waist. You laughed as he dragged you forward and buried his face between your tits. You threaded your hands into his hair, scratching gently at his scalp as he kissed the soft skin of your chest.

His hands rubbed your waist, your lower back. Then, one hand still on your lower back, the other came to rest on your tummy, and he rubbed it gently.

"Wanna get you pregnant," he whispered into your sternum. "Mhm... mhm... wanna put a baby in you."

You felt your core throb red-hot at his words, your entire body thrumming with sexual energy that really, really needed to be released. You still had your underwear on, and you could feel your arousal dripping into the soft cotton fabric.

Face still in between the mounds of your breasts, Price dragged his hands away from your stomach and back and hooked his fingers beneath the waistline of your underwear. He slowly pulled them down until they were mid-thigh and couldn't go any further with the way you were sprawled across his lap.

Price shifted his head to the side, taking one of your nipples into his mouth as he took two fingers and ran them up and down your wet slit. You keened, looking down at him with a whimper of his name. He looked up at you, mouth suctioned around your tit, as he dragged two fingers through your folds.

He retracted, moving to repeat his actions on your other nipple as he gently pushed his two fingers inside of you. You released a moan from low in your throat, holding yourself steady on your husbands shoulders as he fingered you open. He continued to watch you, tongue and teeth against your sensitive flesh, revelling in the way your tight walls clutched at his fingers.

Drops of arousal pooled past his knuckles and through the lines in his palm. He angled his hand so the drops dripped onto his lap, and the heel of his palm ground against your puffy clit. You gasped, hand shooting upwards to tug on Price's hair, his teeth scraping the bud of your nipple at the same time.

"John, I need you." You whined, trying desperately to grind yourself onto the heel of his palm. He let you, the pressure on your swollen clit making your eyes drop closed and your mouth drop open.

"What do you want from me?" He asked in a whisper, curling his fingers inside you and making your body alight with pleasure. The base of your tummy drew tight as the pads of his fingers worked that spot inside you.

"Need your cock," you whined impatiently, your climax just inches away from you. "Please, please, need you to fill me up."

You clenched around his fingers as he continued to hit that spot inside you. He applied more pressure to your clit, throbbing in tandem with the heartbeat in your chest. Price changed the angle of your sitting arrangement, so he could now comfortably kiss up the column of your neck.

"Need my cock, eh? Just need me to fill you up?" He murmured into your ear as he fucked his fingers into you. "I'll fill you up, sweetheart, I will. Fill you up niceeee and full. Fill this pretty tummy with my kids, eh, baby?"

His words made you come around his fingers without much warning. You pushed yourself against him, orgasm knocking you off balance as it wracked through you. Price fingered you through it, his other hand on your lower back and keeping your body close to his. He kissed you and although you struggled to kiss him back, you were still moaning his name into his mouth.

Price kissed you again, and then peppered kisses across your face as he took his fingers out of you. He grabbed your hips in both hands and helped you off his lap, standing you on your feet as he followed. Your underwear dropped the rest of the way down your thighs, and you quickly kicked them across the room as you grabbed Price by the shoulders and pulled him back into you.

Price's sweatpants and boxers fell and he kicked them away too as he kissed you, wrapping his arms around you. Still kissing, he led you out of the living room and eventually, the two of you made it to your bedroom, breathless.

He pushed you down onto your bed, and you giggled as he immediately followed after you, pinning your body beneath his. The weight of him made your cunt throb, arousal sticky against your inner thighs. The warm, solid form of his cock against your inner thigh made you moan, scratching your nails down his back.

"Can't wait for you to have my kids... our kids..." Price drawled between lazy kisses as he notched the head of his cock at your dripping cunt, smearing your arousal around your hole. "You're gonna look so pretty as a mum, aren't you, baby? Gonna be such a good mama."

Price pushed into you in one solid thrust, knocking the air from your lungs. You arched your back, meshing closer to him, as the tip of his cock knocked up against your cervix. You mewled, grasping at his back, as he dragged his cock out. The sensation was slow and heavy and sparked something deep in your stomach. When he was all the way out, he playfully tapped the head of his cock to your clit a couple of times. You choked on your moan, before he was filling you up again.

"John–" You moaned outwardly, sickly sweet and making him grunt above you. He doubled his efforts, slamming into you, the rhythm rocking the bed against the wall.

His fat cock split you open, stretching your wet hole around him and pushing up into your womb. You could feel him in your stomach. You felt so full.

Price pressed a hand to your lower stomach, admiring the subtle outline of his cock beneath the soft mound of your belly. He moaned loudly, pressing harder, and the feeling made you moan as well.

"John, fuck, oh my god." You whimpered as he thrust into you, heavy and rough, dragging along the tight, wet walls of your cunt. You clenched around him, your hands desperately trying to bring him closer to you. His chest hair against your tits, his hands on your stomach and hip– you wanted, no, needed him close.

He removed his hand from your stomach, instead gripping your hips as he fucked you into the mattress. He was grunting and groaning above you, eyes never leaving the way your body and face were reacting.

"That's a good girl, taking it so well... Always take it so well, sweetheart, don't you?" Price murmured, eyes on your face. "Such a good girl taking my cock. S'like this pretty cunt was made for it, eh, baby?"

For emphasis, he increased his pace. The tip of his cock slammed into your sweet spot, and you let out an embarrassingly loud moan. His thrusts were drawing wet sounds from you, and you could feel your arousal being spread across your lower arse and inner thighs as he moved.

Your second orgasm approached quickly. Price fucked you hard, his noises of pleasure above you making you flutter around him. Your clit throbbed with a heartbeat, a thin layer of sweat settling over your naked body.

"John, John–" You tried to warn him, but failed when your orgasm slammed through you mid-sentence, rendering you speechless. You gushed around him, and he moaned, hips stuttering as your cunt squeezed around his cock, your orgasm dribbling out of you with each timed thrust.

He moaned your name. "Mmm there you go, there you go. My perfect girl, that's it. Feels good, sweetheart?"

You nodded, dizzy. "Yeah, y-yeah, fuck, so good, John, so good."

Price hummed, pleased. As you babbled, he shifted off of you for a second so he could hook his hands beneath your knees. Cock still stuffed inside you, he bent your legs and pressed them up against your chest, making you release a series of airy whimpers. He pressed his body heavily against you, holding the backs of your knees and literally folding you in half.

He began his thrusts again, and your eyes rolled at the new angle– his cock hit further, deeper inside you. The remnants of your orgasm were loud and wet as he rutted into you desperately, deep grunts falling from his mouth.

"Gotta fuck you deep, baby," he whispered, voice low. "Gotta stuff you full of my cock so it takes. Want it to take... want it to fucking take..." He punctuated each sentence with an extra heavy thrust, cock dragging against your slick walls. He groaned. "Gonna get you pregnant, sweetheart. Gonna get you fat with my kids. That's what you want, yeah? Want me to breed this pretty cunt?"

You hummed a yes. His words were making you even dizzier than you already were. You moaned and moaned, pleasure poisoning your veins as he fucked you towards a third orgasm. Your body was hot, damp with sweat. Price was warm too, strands of wet hair falling over his forehead as he looked down at you.

"Fuck, fuck," Price whispered. "You're my good girl, baby, you're my good girl. Want you to come one more time for me, okay? One more time n' then I'm gonna–" He cut himself off with a moan, but you understood.

Your body shook beneath him, your legs tightening in his grasp. Then, with a shattering moan of his name, you came around his cock. Your third orgasm fizzed through you, and it took a while to fizzle out as he rutted into you nonstop. The feeling of static pleasure lingered as he chased his high, and you whimpered quietly in his ear as he fucked your sopping cunt.

Your husband was cursing under his breath, moaning your name too. His balls slapped against the curve of your arse, sticky with your arousal, and the hands on the backs of your knees gripped tighter as his orgasm loomed. He imagined the future– you, round with his baby and looking so fucking pretty. He moaned at the thought, cock throbbing inside you.

"Oh, fuck– fuck, m'gonna come, mama," it slipped out through a moan. "M'gonna breed this pretty cunt nice and full. M'gonna give you my kids–"

Buried to the hilt inside you, Price came. A lot.

He filled you, just like he promised, and you felt the thick, hot ropes flood past your cervix. You moaned his name, and he slammed his mouth onto yours, shushing you with his tongue. He continued thrusting gently, stuffing his seed further inside you, plugging it up against your womb with the head of his cock. He groaned when you squeezed around him, gently dropping your legs from him.

Price pulled out of the kiss, resting his head in the crook of your neck. "Fuck, I love you."

"I love you too." You replied breathlessly, and the both of you lay in silence for a moment, panting like dogs in heat.

Fitting, really. The thought made you smile.

Price groaned into your neck, sucking a kiss to the skin. You pet his head gently.

"What's the matter?" You asked him, soothing the crown of his head as he bit and sucked at the curve of your shoulder.

"I just imagined you pregnant again," he uttered against you. "And now I'm hard again."

You laughed. "John, oh my god."

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Several months of... trying... later, you sat in your bathroom, a positive pregnancy test in your hands. Happy tears rolled down your cheeks as you looked at the two lines.

Outside, Price knocked on the door. "You alright, sweetheart?"

You sniffled. "Yeah, m'fine."

"You sure?" Price asked as soon as he heard the slight waver in your voice. "If you're not feeling well, we can tell the boys we can reschedule dinner–"

You opened the door of the bathroom with the test behind your back. Price noticed the tears, cupping your face.

"What's wrong?"

You had always planned on revealing your future pregnancy to your husband in an elaborate way. You'd dreamed of it, actually. But, overwhelmed with excitement and relief, you simply took his hands off your face, and placed the pregnancy test in his palm. He took it, confused for a moment, eyeing it skeptically.

Then, his eyes widened, tears immediately springing to his waterline as he looked down at you.

"You're pregnant?" He was crying.

"Yeah." You were crying too.

He wrapped you in his arms, pressing you gently to him and burying his face in your hair, sobbing with happiness. Your heart clenched, the excitement rolling off of him. After a long moment, he pulled back, placing a sweet kiss to your lips.

"Told you I'd get you pregnant." He smiled, winking.

You rolled your eyes.

He laughed, then looked at the test again. He beamed, eyes twinkling. Then, he looked down at you again, eyes shining with mischief. You narrowed your eyes jokingly at him.

"What?" You fought a smile.

"Are we sure this is accurate?" He smiled. "We might, you know, have to try a couple more times, just to be sure."

"John!" You laughed.

And the two of you did have to reschedule dinner with the boys. You both got distracted.

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#captainfern #captainfernsalutes #call of duty #captain john price #call of duty mw2 #captain price #fem reader #captain price smut #captain price x reader #price smut #captain john price smut #price call of duty #captain john price x reader #cod price #cod smut

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paegei · 6 months

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ASS OR TITS?

do seventeen members prefer ass or tits ?

NSFW CONTENT ! MNDI !

seungcheol:

ass. no doubt in my mind. loves fucking you in doggy so he can get the perfect view. if you wear short skirts PREPARE to be fucked with it on. LOVES spanking and seeing his red handprint left on his favourite part of you <3

jeonghan:

also an ass dude. punishes you by having you lay on his lap and count the spanks he gives you. massages each spot he hit. whenever you ride him his hands are always squeezing your ass. lowkey wouldn't be that shocked if he bit your cheeks one time.

joshua:

this is totally not biased at all but tits. and i'm gonna say it; he is a small titty advocator. idc. likes that he can fit your whole boob in his hand size kink go brrr. he will suck on your tits all day and night if he could. likes keeping his hands on your boobs during the day.

jun:

like i said in my mirror sex fic,,, tits. so so so titty obsessed. loves shower sex as well cuz who doesn't like soapy boobs ? lays his head on top of your tits while you cuddle. constantly asking you to send boob pics. like CONSTANTLY.

soonyoung:

i can see him being both tbh, but i think he leads more to boobs. titty fucking is one of his favourite things on the planet. definetly has a collection of pics of your boobs. likes cumming on them too what can i say.

wonwoo:

don't think i've ever seen a bigger ass man in my life. gets hard just from thinking about your ass. saw mingyu take a peek one day and absolutely fucked the shit out of you so his roommate could hear you screaming his name through the walls.

jihoon:

boobs. so so SO boobs. he gets a little lazy from the crazy amount of work he tortures himself with, so cowgirl is his #1 position. (he loves it because he doesn't have to do any work NOT because your tits bouncing in his face drives him nuts) (definitely not for that reason).

minghao:

i can definitely see him loving making hand prints on your ass, loves watching the red blossom, but he LOVES marking your boobs. seeing his "artwork" hickeys on your tits drives him WILD. also considers his cum on your tits to be his favourite piece of art he's ever made （〃｀ 3′〃）

mingyu:

ass. like don't get him wrong, he goes BONKERS for some boobs. but... your ass makes him foam at the mouth. one of those dudes who slaps your ass whenever he walks passed. when you're riding him into the mattress, def has a CRAZY grip on your cheeks to try and control his tears.

seokmin:

he's a tit boy through and through. this mans one goal in life is to please you. i am a BIG believer in pussydrunk!dk. but he will latch on your tits like it's his LIFELINE. for sure fingers you while he's lapping at your chest, he just can't get enough of your cunt either ＞︿＜

seungkwan:

boobs as well. his hands are latched onto your tits 24/7. rests his head on them while you cuddle, plays with them when he's upset, and he keeps his hands up your shirt while your snuggling on the couch. he's also a BIG nipple biter don't @ me.

vernon:

yeah he loves ass. doggy is his go to (well besides reverse cowgirl but that still isn't helping his case). when i say he spanks i mean it. he is SLAPPING your ass. he just can't help it, his hand prints turn him on so much.

chan:

def another ass guy. eats you out from behind (or just straight up eats ass who knows). his hand is on your cheeks in public too he just can't help it. if you're wearing a short dress / skirt, be prepared for a long night (and to say goodbye to that article of clothing cuz he def stains it)

not proof-read ! lmk if there's any mistakes (づ￣ 3￣)づ

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lucifermonsii · 2 months

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Just top jealous Ghost😭😭😭💕

Your wish is my command. Also I'm still currently writing all of the other requests it takes some time.

M!Reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Going to the cafe with Simon to spend time together, while ordering the girl at the cashier kept hitting on you. Making Simon jealous as you got punished back at home.

Cw: mentions of dicks, cocks, length, bondage, overstimulation, vibrator, cockwarming, cum

Smut

A shaky sigh escapes your quivering lips as you tried to stop the constant drooling from the corners of your mouth, trails of pearly white seed travels down your length and onto your stained stomach.

Breathing heavily as your chest rose up and down while you hung your head low, your wrists bound together by fluffy black cuffs. The vibrator taped around your dick hums aggressively against your sensitive prick as whimpers and pleas escapes your pretty lips.

"I- nghh.. m' sorry Simon plea- haa.."

You whimpered when he slightly shifts in his seat, making you take his fat cock deeper inside your tight hot hole. The way his dick was nestled deep inside of you and how his tip kisses your prostate oh so perfectly, making you see stars whenever he shifts as you cockwarm him. You squeeze around him when his finger tips trails your V line, making your flush furthens as if you weren't red enough..

Your face painted in a light tint of pink as blush spread to your neck and ears, beads of sweat trails down your body as it shines beneath the dim light of his lamp that sat on his desk. Your body exhausted from the overstimulation while he continues to type away on his computer as if you weren't whimpering on his dick.

"Should've walked away when the chick tried to shoot her shot huh?"

His voice rumbles through his chest as your back was pressed against his chest, your arched back against his fat pecs that acted like pillows as you rest the back of your head on your shoulder. Breathing heavily against his ear while you were on the brink of passing out.. maybe this wouldn't happen if you tried to get away from the chick..

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Two hours ago you and Simon went to a cafe to spend some time together, Simon already ordered his drink and went away to go pick a seat as you ordered. Your eyes darts around the menu before you finally told your order to the girl that worked there, she seemed to be staring at you the whole time when you were trying to pick a drink. During that time she tried to struck a conversation, but you didn't respond. She got frustrated before keeping quiet, her eyes seems to wander all over your body, inspecting it as you began to feel uncomfortable.

"I'd like to have milk tea with cheese foam"

You said as you look at anywhere but her, clearly not liking the way she kept on staring at you with those eyes..

"Oh! Did you know I also like cheese foam? That's so crazy-"

She chuckled as she tries to keep you at the counter, Simon glaring at the corners of his eyes from the interaction as an ugly feeling of jealousy bubbled within him..

"Anyways- what's the total?"

You cut her off as you bawled your hand into fists from being so nervous, not because she was hitting on you, but because of Simon's hard gaze that pierces through your back like sharp knifes through the air.

"Like the total amount of attention I've been trying to hit on you"

"S- stop-"

You cringed at her before reading her name tag on her apron

"Sarah, you're just cringe. Stop it."

She gave you a dirty look before looking back at her cash register

"$24"

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Coming back home from the cafe Simon taught you a lesson by overstimulating you with a vibrator and his fat cock deep inside of your tight hole.

#x male reader #male reader #moots #call of duty modern warfare ii #cod mw x reader #ghost mw2 #gay #ghost simon riley #sub reader #sub male reader #bottom reader #bottom male reader #ghost #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley x male reader #simon ghost riley x male reader

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hrhmimieucliffe · 1 month

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⚠️🔞NSFW Ramblings🔞⚠️

When I tell you that this card literally made me feral, like I was not expecting this, my mouth literally just fell open. I love Zayne so bad. I love being a Zayne girlie. The way he's just sitting there, I mean phew, I would literally pounce on him and ride him crazy, going at it like we're rabbits.

Either that, or I'd just get on my knees and start going in. Like, I'm talking grapefruit technique levels of vacuuming his cock like a rabid animal. I don't know whether I'd want to be on top of him or beneath him, he's just so... mm.. Good lawhd. I would drain him of his essence. On a pool table too? I'll play with his balls real good. We can play pool with our bodies. BALLS IN THE HOLE?! YES PLEASE‼️‼️‼️

I can just imagine being on top of him on that pool table, making him moan like crazy with how slow you ride him, every roll of your hips, making him grip your hips and guide your movements with his big strong hands, trying not to be loud so that no one else hears your little teaching session.

If Zayne has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Zayne has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Zayne has only one fan, then that is me. If Zayne has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Zayne, then I am against the world.

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream, and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carrier, against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, on the back of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce, in the pool, in the garden, bent over, in the basement, against the window, having the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, era ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffing, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan introducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, vulcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell devolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening sex ‼️‼️

"Call me strawberry because I want all his seed all over me." - Me in like 2018 or something.

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norrisleclercf1 · 8 months

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Mafia Sebastian Vettel Headcannons

Warnings: Mean!Mafia Seb, he’s such a fuckin prick, very very Dom, just fuck he’s hot, choking, hand necklace, THIS IS SO DRITY AT THE END I'M SORRY I GOT SWEPT UP IN IT. Also not your typical headcannon I normally do because yeah it got away from me but whatever, I love this

Trope: Forced Marriage, Acts like he doesn't care about you, but does, age gap, innocent reader who just wants to please her husband, yeahhhhhh I'm going to hell

A/N: thank the queen of DILFS herself for this one babies @multiversesweets

If there was one thing you've learned about your husband

its that he hated when you interrupted him

vjv,k

Sebastian wasn't even supposed to be married yet

here he was tied down to some little girl

who was far too innocent that he had to keep

his ownself on a leash when around you

he loved teasing you, picking on you, critiquing you

once you made his favorite and he took small bites

and just kept picking on it

you of course took it was a smile kissed his cheek and said

you'd do better next time for him

it pissed Sebastian off to no end that you never once let

his words get to you

Mark and Kimi his closest friends judged him like crazy

whenever he'd lay into you, especially in front of them

Kimi would glare while Seb glared back saying you were dressed

like a whore, little did he know you were wearing the clothes

he bought you when you two first got married

yet again you kissed his cheek and said youd do better next time

Mark and Jenson would also come around and Jenson

loved flirting with you, so did Mark

your eyes would get wide and glossy hearing their praise

Sebastian would come in snarling like a dog, barking at them to

get out of his house

Youd smile at him and bring him snacks during meetings

everyone loved Sebastian's good little trophy wife

You'd be his arm candy and when he spotted someone else

he'd dump you on Kimi and the poor man just melted

when you stare at him with wide eyes asking him to

teach you how to play poker

you clean him out, only for Sebastian to come back with lipstick stains

As the marriage went out you were told you needed to provide

Sebastian with an heir and that's when he started to share a bed

with you, just to make the elders happy but he refused to touch you

He'd shove you away but you'd smile and go to sleep jsut happy

to have your husband sleeping next to you

woken up far to many times to you in his arms and Sebastian

hates the stupid smile that graces his lips

he'd fallen in love with you the first time those wide eyes looked at him

Once you both went to a fundraiser and in attempt to get him to

touch you, you wore this gorgeous red dress his favorite color

of the small years

flirting with him you'd touch his tie and kiss his cheek but he'd just

smirk at you, looking you up and down like a little girl

huffing you look over and see Mark, you knew he hated when

Mark would give you attention

Giggling you smile telling Seb you'd be back and walk over to Mark's

table and tap his shoulder, Seb watches you closely eyes narrow

but he about snaps his chair in half when you sit down on

Mark's lap

He bolts up chair falling as you giggle, and play with Mark's hair

the older man smiles hand moving lower and lower until

you yelp being yanked up by your husband

Growls out we're going home and drags you away

he was furious, how dare you do something like that

throwing you in the car he drives like a mad man

you sit there, watching him as you bite your bottom lip

"Come here," Seb reaches over and pulls you over his lap

making you sit on it

"The only fucking lap and cock you're sitting on is mine, understand?"

You lay your head on his shoulder, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and

giving him that innocent look that makes him want to ruin your pussy

arriving home he moves carrying you over his shoulder and throwing

you onto the bed, practically foaming at the mouth with hand

"Such a bad girl, that hungry for cock you go to Mark? Pathetic."

He spits, ripping the tie off and throwing it somewhere

"I'm a good girl," You sass back, barking out a laugh he leans down

clamping your throat, arching up you whimper

slowly spreading your legs open the dress falls down

revealing your bare pussy to him

Sebastian moans, seeing it

He's fucked you once you were tight and warm and he could

pump you full for days

"Good girls only come to their husbands for their cock, not their friend." He growls, squeezing as you whimper loving the feeling

One hand he undones his pants and smirks,

"Now, be a good girl and take daddy's cock"

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 3 months

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Hiii! How are you?? Omg thanks for writing for Jason the lack of fics for him is actually concerning??? Anyway if you feel like it and want to, would you write hc (or whatever u r feeling) about Jason x daughter of Dionysus reader?? I just think it would be a fun dynamic!! Hope you’re having a nice day!!

⋆⭒˚.⋆ jason grace x daughter of dionysus! reader hcs

content: jason grace x daughter of dionysus! reader hcs warning: language and very short :( author's note: i believe i have now officially wrote daughter of dionysus for all of them??? maybe i haven't now that i actually think about it but at this point i might as well ride mr.d's d since him and i are so close like ig i'm having all these daughters????

you guys only met because you literally ran into him

you were running from the demeter kids after accidently overgrowing the strawberries

you didn't understand why it was such a bit deal, but they were starting to foam at the mouth so you took off running

then you saw the blonde roman boy you'd only ever heard off and quickly changed direction towards him

"hey, sparky! wanna help a damsel in distress?!" she called to him, quickly dodging behind his build, using him as a barrier between herself and the rabid demeter kids

jason just stood there, very confused, twisting to see you as you peeked out from behind his waist

"hi," he laughs lightly as your eyes lift to meet him, hair falling in your face and a friendly smile gracing your lips

"hey yourself."

IT WAS THE START OF SOMETHING MAGIC

also, all the demeter kids got rabbis shots that day for uh...unrelated reasons

so after you and jason start dating, you proudly bring jason to your father, presenting him like a prized pig

"he looks very sweet, my dear, but...did you have to pick the roman one? couldn't you find a nice greek boy?"

"DAD!" you argued, before leaning towards him, hissing out, "that's gotta be, like, racist or something. knock it off."

"i'm sorry but back in my day-"

"BACK IN YOUR DAY WAS BEFORE FUCKING BRICK ROADS-"

"YEAH AND I WOULDN'T BE CAUGTH DEAD WITH A ROMAN."

"PLEASE YOU'D SCREW ANYTHING THAT MOVED"

"eh, that was up for debate sometimes."

"not helping your case. like, at all."

you loosen that boy up, which he desperately needs

bro be marching to the bathroom and your just like '??just walk??'

he legit cannot just walk anywhere

shoulder's back, chin up, feet rolling heel to toe, bros got a metronome in his mind

drive you crazy, so you try to trip him up on purpose

you just start walking fast then slow then fast then your skipping and now you're doing imaginary hopscotch

he finds it hard to keep up with all the mental steps and then he's walking like a normal person

you always find great joy in stripping him of his roman trauma

you like to believe that life was meant to be lived for the thrill of it all

every little and huge thing

from doing the laundry to flying to your favorite place in the whole world

there was joy and freedom to be found in all of it, surely

and once jason started dating you, he started to see it too

like, for example, the way plants seemed to lean towards you wherever you went, nearly as entranced as he was

or the way you seem to bring a fun side out of him that he's never seen before but is grateful that you've shown him how to have fun

oh, how about the fact that you hum the song you used to learn how to tie your shoes still to this day

or the fact that you can't go a day without taking a picture of the people you love, you're side of your cabin a splattering of pictures of every person you've ever known

castor's photos have since been put into protective frames and becoming your prized possessions

jason loved seeing the world through your eyes, seeing all it had to offer, all the love and passion that led to every invention or every flower growing out of the ground

he thought you a religion, a set of rules to follow and live by, something virtuous that he'd never fully grasp

and he was quickly becoming a devoted priest for you and you alone, his godly girl

jason would give up elysium or whatever waited for him if it meant he could go where you go

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #jason grace #jason grace x reader

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fillinforlater · 9 months

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Monday of Appreciation: Part 101

Hello everyone, Smite here!

2 YEAR ANNIVERSARY of Monday of Appreciation!

My first MoA post was posted on the 20th of September 2021, two years. Time really flies, huh? I don't want this to be just another MoA 100 post, but I really gotta thank you all, especially because Part 100 received so much love, God, it made me so happy <3 It was a kinda cathartic moment, the series had an epic peak... all thanks to you.

I definitely also want to thank all the writers, without whom this all wouldn't exist. My way of thanking you all is by... featuring a FUCKTON of stories below. Even if you are not featured (first of all, I'm sorry lol), I still appreciate your work and comradery in the bunker. Y'all are amazing <3

LET'S GET TO IT!!!

No. 1: @dnd-writes: Way of Water ft. Eunbi

Ah yes, Waterbomb Eunbi. The event that captured us all. The idea with the backup dancer is straight forward, nice, but the greatest thing about this is the watersports. Waterbomb, watersports... you get it? Just read it.

No.2: @leafostuff: No Names Needed ft. Sheon (Billlie)

Thanks to Leafo for spreading the good word of Sheon and her... goddamn midriff. No more reasons needed, appreciate this girl already, ugh.

No. 3: @iznsfw: The Devil's Telephone ft. Yujin

Everything IZ touches skips the part where it turns to gold. Fuck gold, IZ just creates diamondtic-masterpieces. I was thrilled to learn about this fic and when I read it... IZ did it again! This portrayal of Yujin is everything. What are we to your might!

No. 4: @idyllicidols: Cheat Day ft. Wonyoung

Wonyoung gangbang with her fans? I bet you all are already foaming at your mouth. Go on. Read it. Leave some love for this talented writer after getting your loads off the screen.

No. 5: @rvp32: Whisper of Uncontrollable Desire ft. Chaewon

Let me tell you, rvp is great! They don't hold back, they go all out, they try A/B/O, they like futa (please write futa!) and they have a Gaeul series. This one fucking sent me <3

No. 6: @existslikepristin: Not Summer Yet ft. Jeongyeon

Thx ELP for the nice message on Part 100! Thanks also for giving us these crazy pieces again and again (well, this one isn't too crazy for your standards, but you get me). This felt really intimate, liked it!

No. 7: @dreamcatchers-husband: The City of Love and Secrets ft. Sejeong

You better learn French for this fic. But fr, now I wanna go to Paris and marry a beautiful girl before :floshed: filling her up because she truly is mine now ahhhhh

No. 8: @capslocked: SERENDIPITY ft. Eunbi

Caps, Caps, Caps, Caps, Caps, what am I gonna do with you? Your fics are ALWAYS in my to read list and when I get to them... yeah, takes more than one attempt... more like five. Fuck you, I love you.

No. 9: @ggidolsmuts: Sin, Hormones and the Starlet's Boyfriend ft. Yunjin, Somi

HOLY FUCKING FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK, that was so FUCKING hot, I caaaaan't stop meeeeee, this is so good, I need more of this. Yeah, basically every ddeun fic makes me go like this. What a fucking legend, man.

No. 10: @smuttysabina: A Pervert Bred by Perverts only Breeds more Perverts ft. E:U (Everglow)

As you can see, the title is quite elaborate on what happens in this fic. A bunch of perverts, a lot (and I do mean a LOT) of cum to breed and in the end everyone is happy. You too, you filthy pervert?

No. 11: @writingsomesin-amber: Puppies' New Toy Part 3 ft. LSFM, Xiaoting

FUTA, the best kind of futa. The one with Alphas, with Kazuha (who always has a HUGE cock), with boundless sex that's just horny nonsense. This is what I want to read. Thank you for writing it!

No. 12: @co-reborn: [PPV] BG SEX PERFECT PINK HAIR KOREAN COLLEGE GIRL RIDES AND GETS CREAMPIED - Full Ver ($30).mp4 ft. Jiheon

This is a sequel to probably the best porn focused smut to ever exist. Thank you, c.o, for creating this, for making it a universe and for dropping another Jiheon smut. She hot, you hot <3

No. 13: @pfxhk: Staircase: Prepotent Pleasure ft. Yuqi

Kaaajin <3 finally another Yuqi fic and a very good one at that. I want her hot lips wrapped around me too now.

No. 14: @rosiesmuts: After Dark ft. Rose

Rose little fuck doll. Her pics lately have been mind-fucking or sth like that, I dunno, just sex. Oh, and I know a lot of good things happen late at night.

No. 15: @akkaweo-akkaweo: Treatment ft. Jinsoul

That's the treatment wr allll want from our dear Jinsoul. Her gorgeous visuals have really stunned me since she joined Modhaus. Now paint that pretty face.

No. 16: @mode-lfy: Jinni (SMUT) ft. Jinni (ex-NMIXX)

Sooooo... when does Jinni unzip my pants, first thing in the morning finally come back?

Edit: SHE ACTUALLY IS?!?! LFG!

No. 17: @worldsover: link in bio top 0.1% creator ft. Jiheon

This one is the follow-up to c.o's [PVV], so we got a whole-ass universe with pornstar!Jiheon now. What a blessing, and it leaves us with no doubt that Jihron would reach that 0.1% if she'd show her cute face and bubble butt on cam... when tho???

No. 18: @allthekingssmut: She's Rough And Coarse And Gets Everywhere ft. Heejin

Star Wars is already a win in my book, pair it with hotness everywhere (the sun, a mechanic, her face) and it only gets better and better. The release to all the fucking tension between those two is EPIC. Great fic!

No. 19: @writerpeach: Overindulgent ft. Wonyoung

To say I have over-indluged in this fic would be a massive understatement. When Peach let's loose and pours out tens of thousands of words of unpure smut, we know we got ourselves a massive hit, no matter the idol. To make it even better, Wonyoung.

No. 20: @okaylikesmomo: Kampfyre Part 1 - Vocals ft. Winter

Just one word: vocal training. Wait, that is two words! So Imma a need okay to write a second part to this, because Winter has not been trained enough (imo).

No. 21: @pupyuj: Magic Words ft. Wonyoung (fem!reader)

More love to female reader fics! Especially thise one, with this sweet and spicy Wony that makes girls' legs weak and mine too xD Thank you for this great story and hot smut!

No. 22: @usedpidemo: Parasailing ft. Yuri, Minju

This story feels so nostalgic, so oddly familiar. Like I was there throughout it all and feel entitled to the release at the end. This fic has me gliding, high on their two perfect bodies.

No. 23: @summersault31: Concerto Pt. 1 ft. IU

Blowjobs under the table while tempting another woman into your sinful lifestyle... this combines a clichee with a hook that has you begging: Summer, where is Part 2?

No. 24: @midnightdancingsol: I swear, the Bear Poked Me! ft. futa!Minji x Danielle

Now for the futa appreciation. I think Sol is perfect for this, especially because the mere thought of Minji fucking Dani with her... HUGE COCK... so big and... were was I? Oh yeah, Hanni is also in this.

No. 25: @maemisnippets: You're Mine, Cheeks ft. Chaehyun (fluff)

In between 29 smuts, there is this one short fluff by our dear Maems. Well deserved, I must say. Keep it up, qt, always fun bits to read.

No. 26: @mintwithchoco: [CYMX-461] ft. Choerry, Jinsoul

Monopoly can be so much fun, if you are willing to strike some questionable deals to further your chances of winning and everyone's chances to have a good time. Bathtub sex?

No. 27: @nichuuu: Where our blue is ft. Rei

A beautiful story, it truly made me fall in love with Rei, her strive and determination, her failure, her rise---and the insane, drawn-out fucking at the end. Where our blue is has it all and I have to congratulate @nichuuu: In between all these great writers, this story really stuck out to me!

No. 28: @svndaysaweek: Niche ft. Hanni

Cute little Hanni in need of her step-brother, because she is so deeply in love with him... this was so adorable and sweet at the start and then went into an excessive smut part that fried my brain.

No. 29: @sinswithpleasure: You Can Watch, But You Can't Touch [At Least, Not Yet] ft. Mina, Sana, Momo

I. Would. Not. Last. There is no shame in me saying this, but I just couldn't, with these three hotties right in front of me. Blast it all over their bodies, hng.

No. 30: @xiakato: Ella Baila Sola ft. Xiaoting

Hm, maybe Xiaoting should dance alone, I'm not really good at it though my Just Dance scores would beg to differ.

Hey, if you read all of that, you're fucking awesome. I appreciate you, and hope, you have a great week ahead. Until the next MoA, goodbye!

#mondayofappreciation #kpop smut #female idol smut #girl group smut #male reader insert

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Dreamers & Delusions- Pt. 6

merman x female reader

Tao drew you a bath while you limped down the hall. He was pissed when you arrived to the bathroom but you needed to stretch your legs and the pain wasn't too bad but a couple cuts did reopen.

The bathtub is ridiculously huge since it has to accommodate Tao's giant ass body but you're not complaining. Though the giant white T-shirt might be worth mentioning.

"Hey uh, do you perhaps have a shirt in a different maybe less awkward color," you pick up his shirt and try to hand it to him.

He gives you a blank stare and raises a brow, "Is this color offensive to your people?"

You groan not really wanting to explain what would happen but it looks like you must. "No Tao, do you remember what happens to your shirt after you get out of the water from saving someone?"

You give him a moment and watch as the gears slowly grind and then the lightbulb comes on. Tao quickly snatches the shirt out of your hand then looking flustered and the blue glowing bands on his cheeks return.

"I'll take a black shirt if you have one," you laugh as you hear something slam.

Tao comes back moments later and hands you a shirt without looking at you before closing the door with more force than necessary. You snort laugh and then reality sets in again.

"This is just an emergency situation, nothing weird will come of this. Just take a bath and wear the giant shirt," you tell yourself as you start to strip.

It hurts like hell when you peel your shirt off as cuts reopen and crusted blood makes your skin itch like crazy. The bandages are all bloodied and as you remove them you start to get a good idea of the damage. Once you remove your pants, bra, panties and the rest of your bandages you spin slowly in front of a corner mirror. There's a large angry bruise on your back with lacerations near your hips. Your thighs are splotted with shallow scraps and patches where your legs scrapped jagged rocks. You're sporting quite the shiner on your right eye that you didn't notice before but when you touch it you wince.

"Fuck I look like someone who got into a street fight or some shit," you whisper as you do one more turn before heading into the bath.

The water is warm and clearly spelled as bubbles foam around your cuts and scraps. You let out a sigh as you feel the magic mending your body. You've been scared to use anything from the other realm thanks to your mom but you trust Tao and whatever magicky thing he put in the water.

After lounging and letting the spelled water do it's work you start scrubbing yourself off with whatever soaps he has and rinse off. You'd stay and relax longer if you weren't afraid he'd come busting in thinking you feel asleep and drowned. You quickly dry off and go to grab his shirt when you remember something.

This is all you have to wear.

You pull the shirt on and thankfully it goes a little bit past your knees. It smells like the beach and a mix of spices. You sniff it again and then pinch yourself for being weird.

"Ok we got clothes on but we're probably going to have to go commando for a bit... Ok, let's just be an adult about this. We'll just run a quick load of laundry and be done with this," you whisper as you pace the bathroom and gather your bloody clothes.

Slowly you gather up your courage and tiptoe out of the bathroom and pad down the hall to the kitchen. You peak around the corner and see Tao wrapping a few bandages around his fingers. Trying to be quiet but not sneaky you continue your light steps into the kitchen but you're caught.

"That was fast, I had assumed you'd be in there long-" Tao turns and shuts his mouth as he stares at you.

You look away and fiddle with your dirty clothes. You're not uncomfortable or embarrassed but you are anxious.

Tao clears his throat and you hear him shift his stance, "I uh see the healing spell worked. How are you feeling?"

"Good," you squeak then cough, "I mean I'm feeling better, a lot better. My back still feels a little bruised but it's not too noticeable. Um so what happened with your fingers?"

He looks at his bandaged hand before balling it into a fist, "I had a moment of uncontrolled emotions yesterday and punched the wall. It seems I have inherited my mother's short bursts of rage."

You look around then and see a patch covering part of the wall in the kitchen. "I was upset that I had caused you to cry when you were already in a vulnerable state. I was not being a good friend."

His shoulders slump and he looks at the floor. He looks tired and his hair is a mess.

"Tao if anything you're now my best friend. I don't think anyone would have come to my rescue like you did," you sigh and walk just a little closer to him.

He does his best to keep his eyes off of you but ends up failing. His bright eyes are nearly swallowed by the inky blackness that over take the whites of his eyes. The blue lines on his cheeks reappear along with blue line on his neck. He inhales sharply and closes the gap between you and he.

Something about the way he's looking at you does things to your head and you're not sure if you like it or not. You feel smaller than ever but safer than you've been in your life. He lifts his bandaged hand and soothes your lightly bruised cheek with his thumb.

"As I've said before, you are all I have. As my shoal mate you are mine to protect, mine to care for, and mine to guard," he says, his voice a lot lower than usual.

Your heart is pounding loud enough for you to hear and you hope that Tao isn't pay attention to the smells in the air because the way he said mine has you more aroused than you care to admit.

Tao soothes your cheek a moment longer before letting his hand drop. He inhales sharply and you cross your legs hoping he won't smell your arousal. Unfortunately you think he does when his leans down and sniffs you. You try to back away, embarrassment finally taking over but you don't make it too far.

"You smell good," Tao whispers as he holds your hand.

"I uh just used whatever soaps you had lying around," you laugh nervously. "Could also be from the healing spell too. It did make the water smell a little lemony."

Tao straightens up and the first thing you notice is that his eyes are all black now, not a single trace of gold in them. He tilts his head and sniffs the air. Your heart is pounding wildly now and it gets worse when he starts to slowly crouch to your eye level.

You try to back up again only to get spooked by the thundering roaring outside. You almost trip but Tao catches you and holds you close to him. He nuzzles your neck and cheek and you hear a low rumbling purr.

"Hey uh Tao, buddy? Um you alright," you poke at him as you squirm in his arms.

He holds you a little tighter and and hides his face in the crook of your neck as he mumbles something.

"Tao? Hey um-"

"Just give me a minute," he grumbles, the purring calming down a little now.

"Oh uh ok? Is everything alright," you ask.

"No," he groans then lifts his head off of you and gently pushes you away a little bit.

Tao quickly shifts away from you before standing up and straightening himself.

"Hey are you going to be alright? You were being a little uh well different than usual," you try not to say weird or anything else that would make him feel bad.

"In time... I just was not expecting- Never mind, I need to go rehydrate. I'll be in my tank for a little while. Try to get some rest and if you get bored you have some of your books you left here in my nest room," Tao says with his back to you still.

"Oh uh ok," you nod.

Tao heads for the bench, peeling his shirt off on the way there and you quickly turn around as you notice his pants come off next. You bolt to the hallway and press your back against the wall. Your mind is blank for a moment and then you finally remember about your clothes.

"Fuck me," you slap yourself and try to recall what all just happened.

You dropped your bloodied clothes when you were trying to back away from Tao. You sigh and go back to the kitchen to collect them knowing that he's probably in the tank already. You gather them up again and try to hunt down his washer and dryer that's at the end of the hall across from a room that he probably uses as a closet.

You check the washer and dryer to make sure that they're empty and to your luck they are. You throw your clothes in and turn the wash on and hum a nervous tune.

Trying to not think about what happened between you and Tao is like trying not to breather, in-fucking-possible.

~~~~~~

Tao:

I am ashamed of myself. I cannot believe what I had done. I am thankful that she does not understand merfolk culture or I would be even more mortified by my actions. I had smelled her and my instincts took over and I scented her with my own pheromones.

Worse yet, I am painfully hard. I had to come up with some excuse to dismiss myself so she would not see my shame. I had rehydrated myself plenty yesterday and this morning after I checked on her. I am glad she does not know that so she cannot suspect my lie.

My body shudders and I cringe at remembering the taste of the lie on my tongue. Fair folk can lie but it comes with a cost. For my kind we can taste them and they are not pleasant. The bigger the lie, the more disgusting the taste.

Recently though that lie was not the only one I had tasted. I had called her my friend many times over and not once did it taste bad until I mentioned it yesterday. I did well in hiding my disgust when the word rolled off my tongue but it tastes horrible. I tried saying her name and calling her my friend while she was bathing and the vile flavor was more intense.

I tested a couple other words with her name afterwards. Shoal mate tasted normal, acquaintance tasted as bad as that human alcohol she had me consume one time, and then I tried the word mate. It had tasted absolutely divine. I had thought for a moment I had made a mistake. I whispered it a few more times with her name and the flavor grew more exquisite.

I knew deep down I craved more than just her friendship and I want to be more than just a friend but her heart is hurt. I couldn't ask her for more than she's comfortable with no matter how much it pains me.

My body feels tight and too hot as I grab at one of my cocks. The pressure help alleviate some of the pain but it's not enough. I allow myself to sink down and situate into a bed of seagrass and lean against a mound of sand I piled up before the tank was filled.

I loll my head back as I grip at the top cock again. I think of her as I slowly pump it, pressure building and the pain dulling. I think of how she looks at me, her eyes wide and curious. I think of her smile and how easily she shares it with me. And then I think of how her cheeks flushed when I walked her to work for the first time.

I groan as I pump harder and faster. By the goddesses she was gorgeous. Her eyes shone in the setting sun and her lips looked so kissable when she was at a loss for words. I wanted to see her more flustered and flushed.

A shameful thought crosses my mind and I grab my second cock and start working it. I imagine her flustered if I tell her she's beautiful and that I want her for my mate. Her face would be flushed and I would kiss her until she was dizzy. I gasp and arch my back as I feel myself tighten.

I would bare myself to her, body and soul if she'd accept me as a mate or even as just a suitor.

I pump harder and faster and bend forward and growl as I come. The pain is nearly gone but something worse happens. A terrible clawing ache finds its way into my heart.

I cannot deny myself what I feel for her anymore. I want her as my mate, I need her as my mate. There will not be another and I feel this truth deep in my bones.

"My mate," I whisper as I go limp and slowly succumb to much needed rest.

~~~~~~

You paced around Tao's home here and there while he was in the tank. For the entire rinse cycle you paced in the laundry room then you moved to the hallway where you paced until the clothes were ready for the dryer. You ended up back to the nest room where you flopped down and tried to rest but you ended up just sort of rolling around before you left to pace some more.

After a while you ended up back in the kitchen where you paced till you heard the dryer chime that it was done. Your shirt is completely ruined but you want to save it anyways to remind yourself that you survived something terrible. The pants are luckily salvageable and just have a few rips and tears. You shimmy into your panties and pull on your pants. As you remove the shirt that you're borrowing from Tao to put your bra on the door opens and suddenly you're bare chested in front of the mer himself.

He quickly slams the door shut, "I AM SO SORRY!"

At this point your nerves are to wound up and you're too tired to care anymore. You start laughing. You end up on your knees, laughing so hard that you're in tears.

"I should have knocked, I'm sorry," he says again.

"It's-" you wheeze. "It's fine. No harm man," you snort laugh as you try to gain composure. It takes a couple minutes and you quickly slip on your bra and the shirt before straightening yourself.

You slide into the hall and see Tao crouched against the wall on the far end.

"Hey, everything's ok man, it was an accident right? Not like you knew I was shirtless in the laundry room," you laugh as you walk up to him and join him on the floor.

Tao grumbles, his golden eyes flicker as they look towards you for a brief moment then back to the ground.

"Yes, just an accident," he mumbles.

"Come on, stop being so depressed. Why don't we go to the kitchen and make some lunch or dinner or whatever. I don't even know what time it is but I'm hungry again and I haven't seen you eat," you stand up and tug at his arm. "Come on you grump."

He sighs but he does get up. For some reason you don't let go of his arm and for some reason he lets you keep tugging him to the kitchen. You eventually let go of him and grab an apron that you brought over. Tossing his to him you give him a smile and he just shakes his head and laughs.

"What's so funny," you ask.

"I feel like I should be used to your antics and being surprised by you by now but I'm not and I don't think I ever will be," He smiles at you as he ties his apron off.

"Sorry," you grimace.

"Don't be, I wasn't saying that out of annoyance but rather... fondness, yes that would be the word," he nods and heads towards the fridge. He pauses before opening and turns to you. "After we're done eating there's something I want to talk to you about. I was thinking it over while I was in my tank."

"Oh uh ok, sure. So what do you want to make? I was going to just reheat the soup from earlier for me, so this'll be more for you," you ask as he opens the fridge and pulls out a few ingredients.

"How about that one fish dish we wanted to try, the one with the miso glaze," he suggests.

You quickly go to the pantry and start pulling things out needed for the recipe. Tao pulls out a chopping board and knives while you clean the fish. After a minute you both fall into a comfortable silence while passing off ingredients, chopping, cleaning, stirring, and sautéing.

Whenever you pass him something you notice his finger brush against yours. Whenever you splash water on him while cleaning something off, he retaliates and splashes you back. He smiles and laughs unrestrained when you're both like this.

Once the fish is done you reheat up your soup and take it over to the living room. Tao has one of those tall tables you usually see at an overpriced burger joint. He sets the food at the table while you climb up your ridiculously tall chair. You nearly fall off and he laughs when he catches you.

"Not funny man, I need a fricken step stool just to get to the first run on this chair ya giant," you poke at him as he sets you down.

"It might not be funny to you but it's hilarious to me. And didn't you say last time we sat up here that it made you feel young again," he gives you a smug grin.

"Yeah as in my legs dangle enough that I look like a kid swinging their legs uncontrollably at a restaurant," you glare and angrily kick your legs.

Tao looses it and has to hold the table for emotional support as he actually snort laughs. He looks so strange laughing like that that you start laughing and neither of you are able to control yourselves anymore. You haven't laughed like this in years, probably since you were a kid if you're honest with yourself.

You start to think about those old times when you were little but stop yourself. You don't want those bitter memories to sour this.

"Have I told you lately how strange you are," Tao asks with probably the most devastatingly handsome smile you've ever seen.

"You've insinuated it but nothing direct," you tease him, wiping a couple tears from your eyes.

"Well, you're very strange and-"

You gasp and feign being scandalized.

Tao shakes his head, "You're strange and full of life. There are some days I envy how easy it is for you to smile and enjoy living. You're a beautiful soul."

You feel your cheeks flush and your heart threatens to pound out of your chest. Your mind is racing trying to figure out why he's saying all this stuff.

This isn't like him! He doesn't just say mushy stuff like this! Maybe he's still not over me almost drowning, that's gotta be it right? Yeah no, for sure for sure. He's just recovering right? No way he'd say that to me... Oh it could be practice for the fake dating right? Gods I forgot about that... Fuck fuck fuck!

"Something the matter? You've been glaring daggers at me," he raises a brow.

You grumble, not realizing you've been staring at him and turn to the soup. Tao chuckles and starts cutting into the fish dish you both made. As you pick up your spoon a piece of fish is being waved in your face.

"Try some before you eat that," Tao offers you a bite.

When you try to take the fork he pulls it away with a smirk on his face. You're not used to this version of Tao whoever this Tao is. He's being unusually playful and teasing you and actually laughing. It's not bad but it might take some getting used to.

That being said, you want that fish.

"Come on, I can feed myself now," you try to reach across the table but he raises his hand away.

"Says the person who nearly fell out of her chair," he grins.

"I will climb on this table if I have to," you hold your bowl, ready to move it out of the way.

"Would you now," he asks, raising a brow.

You move the bowl over and far away enough that it won't spill. You lift yourself up onto the table and scoot close enough to Tao that you can almost grab the fork from him. That is, till he moves it to his other hand.

"Fine, be that way," you poke at him and move his food down the table.

"Really," he tilts his head.

"Yes, really," you scoot back and try to snatch the fork again but he moves it to his other hand once more.

You're about to say something but Tao moves you till you're sitting right in front of him. His hand snatches your chin, his thumb brushes your bottom lip.

"You know, it's considered rude in my culture to refuse food especially if someone is willing to feed it to you," he says, his tone a bit more serious.

"I uh... I didn't know," you frown. "I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to be insensitive."

Tao gives you a soft smile then, "I know and I did enjoy seeing just how far you'd go to get the fork from me, but out food will get cold."

He lowers the fork down and tilts your head back just enough. You take a bite and it's so good you can't help but do your happy food dance.

"Then I guess it turned out well," Tao smiles, the whites of his eyes going black again.

"Of course it turned out well, we made it," you say as you start back to your seat.

You move the plates and bowl back to their places and start eating. Tao takes a few bites then offers you bits here and there. You stop putting up a fight a just eat when he offers it. You didn't mean to offend, not like you know much about merfolk. And then an idea hits you.

"Hey how long do you think this storm will last," you ask.

"Maybe another day or two. Why," he says between bites.

"Well since I won't have much to do here I was thinking I could learn about merfolk culture. I don't want to offend you or anything so it's best to learn when I have the time right," you tell him.

His expression is unreadable then, "There is not much to learn but I would... I'll be happy to answer any questions you may have."

"Awesome, so quick question that's been bothering me. How do you drink underwater," you ask.

"We do not. We usually just filter the water into our bodies. Now if you're talking about wines and beverages of that sort, we usually go onto land or caves with air pockets that have been spelled and enchanted to stay dry," Tao says then goes into a long lecture about the trade between merfolk and fae.

He tells you stories then of when he was young and helped hull crates to his shoal's caves with the other merkids. He went into great detail about the time one of the elders got so drunk off of fae wine that he mistook a seal for his mate and kissed it.

"And then Belzan, the cave guard thought my mother wouldn't be able to handle going after the thieves. So she challenged him to a dual. If my mother lost she could go after the thieves and expose the guard's shame of letting some of the wine get stolen. If the guard won, my mother would have to remarry him," Tao pauses. "My mother won and came back with the thieves not even a full day later."

"And what of the guard," you ask.

"She never spoke of his shame. For that, he was indebted to her. He was actually the one who helped me meet my acclimation agent. Belzan had much respect for my mother and knew of my suffering. He knew it caused my mother great pain that she had to remarry and the mer she was arranged with was not cruel to me nor was he kind though," Tao sighs and looks down at his hands.

"Do you ever wish that your mother got arranged with Belzan instead," you know it's a bit of a sensitive question but your curious now, completely invested.

"I never thought about that, but maybe if she had married him things would have been better. I would still have had to leave but I might have been able to leave on better terms. I could have been able to set up some way to write them, let them know I'm alright and I'm alive and happy with my new shoal," he runs his claws across the table, his voice pained with grief.

"Tao, I-"

"Maybe one day though, right? That's what you would say? That I should talk to my agent and ask him? Maybe I should have when I moved here, maybe I still can," he lifts his head and smiles at you.

"Yes, that... that sounds like a great idea. Ask him when he comes to visit next time," you agree. "So uh there was that other thing that you wanted to talk about right?"

Tao nods and scoots his chair back, "Yes, just give me a minute. Do you want some coffee? Tea? I'm usually not much into sweets but the orc who runs a cafe next to the grocery store I usual go to let me sample this chocolate cake the day before the storm and I just had to buy a whole one. Would you care for a slice?"

"Oh uh sure, and coffee sounds good," you answer as he clears the table.

Tao puts on a pot of coffee and pulls out a rather large and impressive chocolate cake topped with raspberries. You watch him fiddle about the kitchen, cleaning up and plating the cake slices. You also can't help to notice how happy he is. Like really truly happy.

From the moment you and he started cooking to now, his just been so happy. You want to keep seeing him like this, you want him to smile more and laugh like he did when you kicked your legs.

You watch him some more until his eyes meet yours. For a second you think he's going to tease you but instead he smiles, "Coffee's about done, same amount of cream and sugar as last time?"

"Yeah, thank you," you nod.

You're not gonna lie, you're in an absolute daze with how Tao is acting. You feel drunk off of his smiles and dizzy from his laughter. You tell yourself it's your silly crush come to rear it's ugly head but you feel like it might be more than just a crush. You've had crushes before but nothing this intense. You know you feel something more but you're still scared, still unsure if you want to even accept these feelings.

"Are you alright," Tao asks, setting a slice of cake in front of you.

"Oh um, yeah... Just thinking about some things. Cake looks good," you quickly change the subject as he sets down the coffee.

"Trust me, it tastes even better than it looks," he smiles as he sits back down.

You quickly dig into the cake, practically melting in delight with the first bite. Unable to help it, you break out into another happy food dance.

Tao laughs, "Do you have to do that every time you eat?"

"Only if the foods really good," you grin.

"I don't think I've ever seen you just sit still and eat," he mentions.

"Well that's because I usually eat whatever we cook and it's damn good, so I will do my happy food dance thank you," you point your fork to him.

"I suppose you have a point," Tao says. "So I guess I know whenever you don't enjoy something you'll just be still as a stick."

"Pretty much, so what is it you wanted to talk about," you ask again.

Tao takes a sip of his coffee and a bite of cake before twiddling with his claws, "You said you got into an argument with your grandmother and that I was mentioned?"

"Yeah, it was her typical 'you're not pretty enough to keep a man' banter mixed with her being a rude bitch. She said somethings in regards to our fake dating like it wouldn't work out and shit like that or you'd get bored of me. It pissed me off," you tighten your hands around your mug, recalling how hateful she was.

"Did it really upset you that much," he asks.

"Of course it did! When she talks like that she's indirectly insulting you! I couldn't just stand there and pretend that it didn't bother me Tao. You're my best friend and you mean a lot to me, so yeah it pisses me off when people say stupid shit about you," you give him an incredulous look, confused why he doesn't understand your annoyance.

"Thank you for defending me, this isn't... Well I am not used to anyone caring so much to the point of near death, accidental or not," Tao admits. "You shouldn't have to live with someone who would push you to a breaking point like that though."

"I know, but I have nowhere else to go," you sulk.

"No relatives nearby or anyone," he asks.

You shake your head.

Tao is quiet for a bit as he nurses his coffee and strums a claw against the table. He stabs at the cake, taking a few small bites. After a few minutes he lifts his gaze to you.

"Would you like to move in with me then?"

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