vmp3ater · 7 months ago
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take all the time u need!! burnout is a bitch so don't feel obligated to keep pumping these out bc yk ur doing this for free
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thank you <3
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arminsumi · 1 year ago
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I COULD DO THIS FOR HOURS
G. Satoru — さとる ⋅ fem reader
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🔞 mdni / mdnr / smut / n.sfw / 18+ content
NOTE: i took a 3 am thirst draft and made it a fucking fic wtf 🥴 i'm so dizzy over this one idk why i usually don't drool for my own smut but god damn this one is special to me. ik i post a lot about gojo atm and it's because i love him no apologies 👍
SUMMARY — making a cheeky comment leads to a long, steamy session in the bedroom with your husband, who's got a point to prove.
WARNINGS — nasty smut 🤤, rough sex, namecalling/nicknames (b*tch, good girl, baby, dirty girl, sweetheart), he's kinda mean, hubby gojo, multiple rounds, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, messy/sweaty sex, daddy kink, p*ssy kiss (1), long session (3h), overstim, dirty talk (teasing, sweet, mean), incl. aftercare, lmk if i have missed smth thank u
WORDCOUNT ≈ 1.3k
PLAYME — daddy
🍒 — J ⋅ reblogs and comments help a lot ! enjoy reading :)
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Your husband didn’t like that cheeky comment you made about his stamina and how fast he cums. He thought you were being pretty hypocritical, considering the fact that you cum sometimes solely because of lazy clit thumbing and shallow strokes.
“ Baby, careful what you say to me. “ he smiled at you in the kitchen, serenely washing the dishes after dinner. “ You know damn well that I could go for hours straight with no breaks. The only reason I don’t do that is because you’re too weak to handle it. ” he boasted confidently.
You scoffed and rolled your eyes at him. That scepticism pissed him off so much that he stopped cleaning the dishes and violently threw the towel down. Your giggles rung sweetly in his ear while he scooped you off your feet and tossed you over his broad shoulder, strong build carrying you to the bedroom like he was on a mission.
He threw you down on the bed with the same force that he threw the towel down with, his hands quickly finding his phone and setting a stopwatch.
You were already giggling apologies, but he wasn’t listening. He tossed his phone onto the bed and dented the mattress with his weight as he climbed on top of you, feverish kisses nearly knocking the wind out of you.
“ I’m sorryh – mmf – ‘toruh – didn’t meanh ih – I’m sorryyy. ”
“ Save your sorries and spread your legs. Gonna have to be a little rough with you, angel. But you like that, huh ? Yeah ? Like it when daddy’s rough ? Mhm, I know. Probably like it when I’m pissed off like this, too.
You smiled. “ Yeahhh, I love it. ”
He smirked. “ Dirty girl. ”
Folding you in half and sinking his cock inside you, it felt like he was your enemy for a second with how he beat up your gummy walls with his mean cock; you were giggling and squirming about his playful roughness in the beginning, but now? You’re screaming, going dumb and limp. It makes him chuckle.
“ Fuck, baby, just look at you. ” he cooed, “ . . . just cumming over and over on this dick like a dumb bitch. I told you that you wouldn’t be able to handle it, didn’t I ? Uh-huh. I fucking told you so. Keep it together, it’s only been twenty minutes. Haha . . . and you were the one talking shit about my stamina ? Come on, apologize to me. Good girl. Tell daddy how sorry you are – haha, you cummin’? Yeah, ‘can feel your pussy fuckin’ pulsing ‘round me – fuck that’s good. You like it when I’m mean, don’t you ? ”
“ Y-yesss ! Love it love it s'much Sa—to—ruuuh ! ” you panted frantically, body jiggling like jelly with each harsh thrust.
“ So cute and dumb. ” he cooed tenderly, as if he wasn’t rearranging your guts and breaking the bed.
“ Feel that, sweetheart ? Feel me sweating ? I know you like it when I’m this close, ‘like it when you can feel the sweat drip off my abs ‘n rub against your tummy ? Yeah, I know. Damn dirty bitch. Nah-uh, eyes on me. ‘S only been an hour don’t zone out on me. ”
Really, the concept of time flew out of your head when you were laying there taking him.
You’re shaking, gummy walls and sweet spots being beat up by your husband’s mean, yummy cock. The pressure inside you builds and builds until it snaps, and you scream his name in such a high pitch that it almost makes his ears ring. He laughs a little, watching as you writhe, trapped under his beefy body. He relishes in the feeling of your pussy pulsing as you cum, it brings him close, too. Before you know it, he’s pumping his cream deep inside, pounding into you like he’s trying to ruin your pussy and reshape it to fit only his cock.
“ Fuckin’ takin’ it so well, angel. Now ‘gimme another round. Get on your tummy – there we go, aw your legs are numb ? I don’t care. It’s only been an hour. You can hold on longer than that, can’t you ? ”
From the back, he fucks you so sensually and deeply that the two of you sweat sweat sweat it up. He insistently bundles up with you under the covers to make it extra toasty. The smell of sex is hot and pungent in your lungs, and inhaling yours and his arousal and scent of cum drives him crazy. Bodies wet and slippery, he’s made a sloppy mess of you before but not quite like this; his cheeks dampen, his hair sticks to his forehead; there’s little rivulets of sweat running down the center line of his abs, following along his v-line. There’s an ache in your thighs, you’re getting overstimulated but it’s so good. And listening to his ragged, heavy breathing behind you just brings on another orgasm.
“ Fuck, baby, ‘wish you could see yourself from this angle. ” he groans erotically, brows finally knitting together tightly as he loses composure and succumbs to his own sensitivity. “ Oh, angel, just cum. Don’t hold it in – cum cum cum yeahhh there we go – that’s my fucking girl. Cumming so pretty on this dick. You’re so fucking beautiful, ‘m gonna cum too. Sh-shit look at all that frothing up, feel that ? ‘so gooey and nasty. Hahhh-ahah I’m cumin’ – cumminggg ~ ”
You can practically hear the hearts in his voice when he cums, vocals straining and rasping against the nape of your neck. He lets out this one last primal sound before pumping you full of another load of thick creamy cum. You can feel him pulsing and twitching. He presses his weight onto your back a little too much, you can feel the tones of his sweaty torso and how wet and hot his body is.
“ Haha . . . fuck . . . ” he runs a hand through his hair, smiling down at the pretty mess on his dick. “ Baby, you did so good for me. You okay ? Did I go too hard ? ” he asks tenderly, nuzzling the back of your neck, just listening to your shaky breaths as you come down from your high.
“ I can’t feel my legs. ” you swallow, dazed smile on your face. “ So good . . . ”
“ Aw, sorry, angel. I’ve got you, come here. Ooh – where’s my – phone – let’s see how long you endured me for. ”
“ Felt like . . . forever . . . ”
He chuckled under his breath at that and leaned off the bed, reaching for his phone that had fallen right off the edge when he was making the bed violently shake earlier.
“ Ooh ! Baby, we’ve got a new record. Three hours. ”
“ Oh my god, no wonder I can barely fucking move . . . you’re a menace. ”
He smiles cheekily, “ Wanna make it four ? ”
“ Are you crazy ?! ”
“ Yes, of course. Don’t you love me for it ? ” he coos in a sultry voice, coming to press a loving kiss to your damp cheek.
You feel his weight lift off the bed, you tiredly peek at where he’s going and – of course, like the sweet husband he is, he’s getting you a towel. You can hear his exhausted huffs of breath. There’s cream running down your slit, some smeared across your pussy and frothed up.
He comes back into the room, smiling admiringly at your sleepy body. You’re sinking into the pillows, too tired to think.
“ ‘toru . . . ”
“ Angel ? ” he hums in response, slowly starting to clean you up from the thighs up. You feel his big hands massaging the numbness out of your legs.
“ I love you. ”
He smirks and presses a kiss to your pussy from the back, making you giggle. “ Love you too, my girl. No one makes me feel better than you do. Come here. Haha, are your legs still numb ? Should I massage them more ? M'kay, sweet girl. ”
The silence is sweet and long. He's massaging your body, feeling over you like you're his little masterpiece, his little angel.
Then he breaks the silence.
“ Told you so. ” he smiles victoriously.
You groan. “ Shut up. I was just teasing when I said you had shit stamina ! ”
“ I know, but I still hated that you said it and felt the need to prove a point. ”
You snuggle into his chest, making his heart flutter like he's a boy with a crush again.
“ Yeah yeah, point proven. ”
“ Aaand what's the point ? Tell me, I wanna hear it. ” he teases.
“ You can go on for hours. ”
He smiles to himself. “ Damn right I can. Glad my good girl learned her lesson. ”
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catsfor2 · 2 years ago
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hit me, part 2.5 (bonus baby)
wc: 1.1k, unedited warnings: swearing/language a/n: im sooooo tired so im sorry if this stinks. but anyway. I hope you guys like it regardless. ALSO wanted to also remind everyone that my requests are wide open ;)!! tags: @elliewilliamsmunch@intrnetdoll@me-and-your-husband@3zae-zae3@milahnoz@elliescumm@dragonasflowercrown@starpix@nopealoupe@annamommyy@muthafuckingstargirl
-j
part 1
part 1.5
part 2
Another meek chime rings out from your bed, calling to you, forcing you to slam your textbook shut out of frustration.
You’d been studying for maybe four hours at this point. It was far past dark, the sky now an opaque charcoal. Your eyes are aching. Your back is sore. It was time to take a break.
You hop on your bed, body weight causing it to gently bounce you up and down a few times.
You click your phone on.
New message from (+14556768854)
New message from (+14556768854)
Image from (+14556768854)
New message from (+14556768854)
New message from (+14556768854)
You hesitantly open it up, eyes squinting and head shunned like it might be something unsavory.
(+14556768854)
hey
can u tell me if this looks serious
IMG_5354 [Click to Download]
pls respond
y/n
Your heart lurches.
These texts were from Ellie.
Instantly on edge, and you frantically poke the image link to see it, tapping it repeatedly as if that would speed it up. It buffers, agonizingly, and you prepare yourself to see a grotesque and mangled amalgamation of colors in the next few seconds.
It finally loads.
You scan it quickly, studying and prodding the image with your eyes.
Your mouth flattens.
It’s…just a picture of her flexing.
Your thumbs type at an alarming speed.
that was not fuckijng funny
You throw your phone back at your mattress, deciding to ignore whatever nonsense Ellie will respond with.
It chimes immediately.
You regretfully pick it back up, still angry, and open to read what she says.
lol
“…Fucking stupid…” you mutter, already typing at your response.
im serious
thats not why i gave u my number
ok
why then
You roll your eyes, memory already recalling a couple of days ago, where you very clearly and very obviously told her why.
for emergencies
or if u need me for something important idk
i dont wanna see your thirst traps
You knew that last part was a lie before you even typed it out. That picture she sent was not what you were expecting, but it still turned your insides to mush. It still had you a bit uneasy, nauseous even. Ellie had power over your body like that.
hmmm
i have an emergency
really bad one
You wait on her answer, skeptically, watching those three dots dance around in circles.
im hungry
You let out a sigh.
Then you click your phone off, throwing it elsewhere, and dejectedly gazing at the textbook sitting on your desk. Your professor would want you to, right?
Your phone interrupts you again, noisily snatching your attention with its sounds and jostling your focus from the book.
The sounds don’t stop.
Fuck, you think. Your phone is ringing.
You jerk to pick it up, fingers fumbling it, until finally you’re able to click ‘answer’ and bring it to your ear.
You’re quiet, hoping Ellie will speak first.
“Hi.” a voice says, and you quickly connect that it’s just Ellie’s, sleep riddled and raspy.
“…Hi.”
“So…what’d you think?”
Your eyebrows crease.
“Of what?”
“'Of what?' Of my fuckin’ progress, that’s what! Anthony has me eating, like, six whole chickens a week.” she boasts.
“Oh. I didn’t really…see?…I guess? I don’t know…”
“I mean—I’ve gained almost 30 this year.”
You remain confused. Is that a lot…?
Ellie must understand your silence for what it is and continues.
“Pounds, princess. Muscle. I’m getting fuckin’ huge.”
Oh.
“Okay—I got it now. Um…congrats, then.”
“What, that’s it? That’s all you got for me?”
“I—I don’t know!” you defend, voice coming out a bit louder and higher. “Your muscles look—like, big, all the time! I can’t tell the difference!”
She laughs loudly into the receiver, and you can’t help the smile you wear, hearing it so amplified in your ear.
“You need more pictures? I got more pictures.” she assures.
Simultaneous with her voice, you feel the sharp vibration and hear the dingy chime of your phone.
“Just took that one. You should look at it.” she adds, tone low but casual.
You deeply blush, feeling exposed despite being so alone in your bedroom.
“…Okay.” you agree, sliding the phone off your face to open it up.
A mirror reflection of Ellie’s back fills your screen, stretched and taut into a flexed pose. Her arms are out beside her head, clenched impossibly tight, in effort to completely portray her physique. Your eyes flick down, noticing in the image that she’s wearing only boxers.
She just took that picture?
The air in your room feels warmer, hotter than ever, so you strip down to a tank top and underwear. It feels wrong, almost. Talking to Ellie with this much skin showing. Her not knowing.
“Hello? You there?” Ellie loudly repeats over the speaker, audio fuzzy and weak.
You grasp your phone back up, stuttering out a response.
“Yeah—yes, here. I’m here.”
“'Kay. Your turn.”
You almost drop the device completely.
“My turn?”
“Fair’s only fair, right?”
“…Ellie…” you protest, skin burning with even the idea of her seeing you.
“C’mon, please? I took mine already, you can’t go back.”
You say nothing, whole body sweating, hoping and praying she’ll just forget about it.
“…I wanna see you.” she admits, voice warm and fuzzy through the speaker.
Your cheeks erupt red, a sense of burning flowing throughout your whole body at her words. You curl up, thighs squeezing at themselves, and try to answer.
“But—I’m…I’m in…pajamas.” you whisper, looking down at your bare legs and sheer top.
“You are? Even better.”
“I—I don’t know—”
“You really don’t have to. I’ll live, princess. I promise.”
Your body relaxes entirely, a breath of pure relief leaving your lips, as well as a forceful yawn. Ellie must’ve heard it through the phone.
“Aww—you tired? Should I hang up?”
“No! Don’t hang up! I want to keep talking! I was studying before so I’m a little—a little out of it but—”
“Nope. I’m hangin’ up. Princess needs her beauty sleep.”
“What—no, Ellie.” you argue, albeit lazily, as the energy you have left is truly running low.
“I’ll be here in the morning, won’t I? Good-niiiight—” she lulls, drawing out the last word.
“No! Don’t hang up! Ellie!”
On the other end of the phone, there’s only quiet.
An abyss of silence.
“…Ellie?” you try, voice small.
Nothing.
Your mouth purses, frustrated, as you listen to the absent noise through the speaker.
Still nothing.
You flip over, hostilely pulling the comforter over yourself and crashing your head into the pillow. You feel cold, but you know an extra blanket or some layers wouldn’t make you any warmer. Only she could.
Before you can shut your eyes, the chime sporadically rings out again, and you find yourself rapidly grasping the phone from your mattress.
Immediately you unlock it.
(+14556768854)
sweet dreams
dont let the bed bugs bute
fuck
bite *
call you tomorrow
Your eyelids finally shut, the weight of the day keeping them closed indefinitely. Your limbs go lax, succumbing to exhaustion.
You permit yourself to fall asleep, now knowing fully, that you will have the sweetest of dreams.
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lukola4evs · 3 months ago
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So here’s my theory (subject to change)
Mom and Dad always had a soft spot for each other or “kind eyes” but could never act on it since 2019
L always referring Ross and Rachel etc.
They’ve always been friends, he ask N for advice on J etc. and even in season 1 or 2 promo (zooms she did) she was tearing up seeing her friend asks her questions.
Season 3 they dive in and get super emotionally connected.
Season 3 they fall in love as polin but also fall in love to the point where the blurred lines definitely have J/L break up.
Timeline during filming
Block 3 filming, episode 5/6 emotional mess so to speak if you catch my drift. J/L breakup nov/dec
Block 4 filming episode 7/8, flirty on set but no definite name to it.
Episode 8 riding scene (all lukola) and production could tell so that’s why we get montage cut.
But they are so bf/gf coded here
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Liz (ic) gives them steps to walk away and make sure it’s real and they are distant but they do check in and they’re still in lurve with Photo Booth pic.
So N makes decision for them to walk away because Liz but also since she’s a jaded guarded Capricorn she needs to make sure it’s real for her and not just feelings from pen since it’s “such a profound experience”
L does hbs and parties his feelings away,
N and L post thirst traps for each other on ig last year. I’ll post pics later but she did one from New York and he did shirtless pics from R ig. (You don’t have to follow publicly to keep tabs)
They come back for reshoots dec ‘23 and they back at it like they meant to be but N still doesn’t let anything happen because polin 🙄
On March 2nd, 2024 N likes that zendaya posts saying about being an actor and falling in love with your costar.
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Then press tour heats up. Back and forth messages hidden in promo (Ive rewatched 50 videos and the things you catch 2nd time around is crazy)
Now press tour - it was fun until Brazil and L only told N it was completely casual with A and not to worry about it.
They allowed themselves to fully soak up in each others energy because they are doing press as them. Not the characters. So they now know it’s not just an on set thing. Fucking Finally.
N ditched her side piece expecting L to do the same and he tells her he will, they love up some way or talk about feelings all Brazil, Toronto, Ireland, and part of london.
L is nervous af knowing a’s going to London premier and didn’t tell N outright. So in all london interviews he’s reaching out constantly to n (not only because he wants to now but because he’s worried whatever he and a have planned with his team is gonna be like a 💣 to N)
N ever the skeptic can since his bs (or maybe his lack of vulnerability when they were with her family) and eases back emotionally when she remembers too
London promo always throws me off part of the way. (Deliberately calling him bud - downplay what they have if he’s not gonna be serious or talking about showers to incite jealousy?)
But she can’t help when we see the 😍 either.
Pap pics drop she’s pissed next day. Post satc tt to be a bit vindictive
Lets it stay up for 24 hours.
L or someone reaches out and she makes the lukey newts fan club pr post.
Then for the first 6-7 days after it’s like they have coordinated posting. Always liking in 15 minutes or whatever.
Then in addition to this she lets the Polaroid be seen at ts to let us know it’s all good between them to the ga and shippers.
Fast forward to Wimbledon we see enough of the Polaroid to let us all on x know it’s a different one. And if we know it’s different from computer screens then so does L. Remember by now we know his notifs are on.
He’s got adhd and best believe when his love of his life is icing him out he’s gonna hyper fixate on everything he knows. Including a phone case he’s stared at for ages and constantly liking her stuff first thing when he wakes up.
Now n is icing him out, giving herself some time to do her and work.
Didn’t @ him on latest amazing thank you all posts which is usually her m.o. she tagged the pic but not in the captions is what I mean.
When they reunite after he deals with a he’s gonna have to make amends because Istg I know they are end game but I feel like he told her it was gonna be one way when it went sideways on her outta nowhere (she left after party super early even for having work next day)
Like he’s such a ppl pleaser the minute he got back with his friends he or someone decided that life isn’t his regular life and went back to friend group ways.
Posting more tomorrow. Didn’t realize this was so long.
LOVE x
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mingtinysworld · 7 months ago
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Desire
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Pairing; song mingi x f!reader x jeong Yunho
Genre: fluff, suggestive
Word Count: 1.3k
Summary: Your boyfriends are performing on stage, when an unexpected scene comes up. You feel an unquenchable thirst for them, and are left up to their judgement. Will they give you what you desire?
Content/warnings: idol Mingi, idol Yunho, established relationship, pretty suggestive but no actual smut,
A/n: I freaking loved this request. I actually daydream of Yungi way more than I’d like to admit. And that part of wonderland?? Like yes please, just let me be squished in between. Anyways, hope you enjoy!! Like, comment and reblog😘😘 - J
A Request by @bethelighthalazia
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“Stop hogging her!” Mingi whines with a pout on his lips.
You chuckle from your position on the couch, back cushioned against Yunho’s firm chest. You can feel a rumble go through him as he lets out a hearty laugh. He continues with his sloppy kisses across your neck, making mischievous eye contact with Mingi.
You let out a content sigh, relaxing your whole body, all the tension disappearing. You close your eyes and enjoy the feeling of his warm lips on you, nestling further into him. Mingi looks on with a childlike envy, wishing it was him who was holding you in his arms.
His pout finally pierces your heart and you motion for him to come closer. You pat the space in between your legs, and he happily scoots across the couch. He settles sideways with his head resting on your chest. He lets out a breath he was holding and can finally relax. You give an endearing chuckle, feeling the love and clinginess emanating from Mingi.
You run your hands through his soft hair, Yunho also doing the same to you. You stay like that for the next 10 minutes, basking in the enjoyable silence. The first sounds of someone talking slightly startles you since you were so gone into a hazy headspace.
“We have to leave in 5 minutes.” Yunho reminds Mingi.
Your heart sinks. You knew it had to happen eventually. You couldn’t stay cuddled up for eternity, even if you wished so. Mingi and Yunho had to leave for rehearsals and their first show of their brand new tour. You know how hard they’ve been working, staying up for so many days on end, and only eating when you bring them food yourself.
Mingi groans in complaint, not wanting to leave your warmth. You cup his face and give him a promising peck on the lips.
“I’ll be watching you perform and I’ll see you after baby. It’s only a couple hours.” You reassure him.
He pouts once again, looking at you with his chocolate brown eyes. “I knoww, I just hate being apart from you. I want to hold you all day.”
“Me too baby, but I know you can do it. I’ll be cheering you on from backstage.” You give him a tight hug, trying to convey all your love in the action. Yunho kisses the top of your head as he starts getting up. He pulls Mingi up, even though he went completely limp to try to pull Yunho down with him. Yunho succeeds in hoisting him up and they both look at you with very different eyes.
Yunho looks at you with loving and kind eyes, while Mingi shows you wide and glassy eyes. You fondly shake your head at your big pouty baby and pull them in for another tight hug. Your voice is muffled against them as you speak next.
“Good luck with everything, I know the show is gonna be so amazing, as always. I love you both.”
They say their goodbyes and go to the managers car waiting for them. As the car starts to drive off they open their windows and wave at you like two elementary school kids. You laugh at their cuteness and go back inside to start getting your day ready.
You get picked up by one of the staff at 6pm, so you have plenty of time ahead of you. First, you get food ready of course. Lots and lots of snacks for all the boys, as you know they get ravenous after performing so intensely. You also prepare the cartons of water and banana milk. Sometimes you feel like a mother, feeding your children. But you know you love it.
Your next step is your hair, makeup and outfit. You choose to be on the more casual side, since you you’ll only be backstage. You pick an emerald green sweater with black, ripped jeans. You know Yunho goes crazy for the green, so you feel cheeky in a way.
A few more hours go by and it’s finally time to leave. You get a text from the staff, and leave to get in the car. Your whole body is buzzing from excitement. The entire group has been insanely secretive about everything they’ve been preparing. You honestly have no idea what to expect, no clue what the set list even is.
As you go backstage, you can hear the muted sounds of the crowd. There’s a certain energy in the air, that can only be associated with Ateez. You heart swoops with a thrill every once in a while as the anticipation grows.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the show begins. The group goes on stage as the crowd roars. You watch on the big tv screen, all eight boys being illuminated by the bright lights. You cheer them on, sending all your love and good vibes to them telepathically.
As they go through the songs you can’t help but stare in awe. No one performs like them, they truly are one of a kind. Next up is Wonderland, which is one of your favorites. You dance along with them, having memorized it by watching them practice for so long. It comes to the bridge and dance break and you sit down to catch your breath to watch more attentively.
You wait for Wooyoung and Mingi’s part, but it never comes. Instead, there stands Yunho, in all his glory, clenching Mingi’s shirt with all his might. Their foreheads touch as they stare daggers into the other, the tension palpable. You hold your breath while they swing on their feet slowly. They look like they’re ready to devour each other right on stage, and you unconsciously clench your thighs together at the thought.
They finally let go of each other, and push one another in the opposite direction. You exhale a breath you weren’t aware of holding and slump down in a daze. The rest of the show goes by in a blur, your only train of thought focused on being in between your two boyfriends.
You only come to when you hear the deafening cheers. You abruptly stand up and clap robotically, having paid zero attention to the rest of the concert. You go out to the hallway connecting with the stage and see the boys filing in one by one, sweat and adrenaline dripping off of them.
Mingi and Yunho approach you, with a knowing look on their faces. You wait expectantly, for what exactly you’re not sure. Mingi speaks first.
“How did you like it babe?”
Your mouth opens yet nothing comes out. They laugh at your lack of speech and at the quick reddening of your cheeks.
Yunho cocks an eyebrow. “Did you see something you liked?”
Your heart thumps wildly and you feel slightly lightheaded. “I-I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” Your slight stutter and nervous laughter doesn’t go dismissed.
Yunho steps closer, bringing you in by your hip. He looks down at you, swiftly glancing at your parted lips. “I don’t know sweetheart, it seems like something has got you worked up.” He turns to Mingi. “Perhaps I’m imagining it?” Mingi catches on to the hint and plays along.
“Yunho I don’t think anything’s going on. The sweet girl is probably so tired from all this waiting, we should get her to bed.” This time, his pout is definitely a fake one. One you want to swipe away with your tongue, intruding his awaiting mouth. The way they talk about you as if you’re not there works you up even more.
You try to protest. “I’m not tired! Not at all.” They smirk knowingly, and look at one another.
“What do you think Mingi? Should we let her have us tonight?” His eyes glow with a sadistic glint.
Mingi smiles big and looks you straight in the eye. “I don’t think we should Yun.” At that you struggle out of Yunho’s hold. Trying to stand tall, you huff out in annoyance.
“You know I’m right here right? Stop being annoying and just kiss me already!”
They both raise eyebrows at your outburst. Yunho’s eyes darken while Mingi’s grow in hunger.
“I’m gonna have her first.” Yunho states.
Mingi growls slightly, pushing Yunho away from you.
“Like hell you are.”
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lord-of-the-prompts · 2 years ago
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HORROR/THRILLER/SUSPENSEFUL STORY SETTINGS AND PLOT IDEAS:
[Feel free to use any prompt that shouts out to you! I would very much appreciate a tag if you post a story that was inspired by a prompt of mine! Happy writing everyone!]
A
amusement park (where the ride breaks down with everyone trapped on them, and there is a killer loose in the park…)
art gallery (where paintings trap visitors inside the frame and force them relive the scene the painting was based on...)
aquarium (where the protagonist gets trapped inside one of the shark tanks...)
B
basement (where the basement floods, there’s no way out, and there’s something weird swimming in the water…)
blood bank (where a blood bank is run by a vampire cult…)
board game cafe (where a group of teenagers are forced to play a game of snakes and ladders in real life, with real snakes and real ladders…)
bunker (where the captor holds his victim hostage in an old bunker and convinces the girl that he is protecting her from a world apocalypse…)
C
car (where a taxi driver picks up the wrong person and fears he may never live to tell the tale…)
castle (where the gargoyles come to life and attack the royal family…)
circus (where everyone who is hypnotized by the magician turns into a member of his unholy cult…)
D
desert (where a group of travellers are swept away by a sand storm and wake up in a haunted oasis…)
dungeon (where the visitors pay to torture subjects and the subjects are paid to be tortured…)
F
farmhouse (where the scarecrow comes to life and attempts to create a new body for himself with the farming family’s bodies…)
forest (where a lone hiker is caught in a bear trap in the woods and unable to escape, the bear is close by…)
G
graveyard (where the dead buried at the local cemetery come back to life and all the living people in the town die, except for you…)
H
haunted house (where a house manages to kill anyone who enters it…)
hotel (where the concierge is a vampire with a thirst for his visitors’ blood…)
house (where the family home falls into a sinkhole that leads straight to hell…)
I
island (where a new species of insect is discovered, and when the travellers get bitten, they start mutating into bugs…)
J
jungle (where a group of explorers start disappearing one by one during a rescue mission deep in the jungle…)
L
library (where the ghost of character killed off in a series haunts anyone who reads the book…)
M
military base (where a group of soldiers end up face to face against their canines who have somehow turned into werewolves…)
O
opera house (where the killer murders the musicians with their instruments...)
operating theatre (where an unwilling subject wakes up part way through the operation and is unable to move no matter how hard they try...)
P
prison (where the inmates are released from their cells and the officers are locked up in their place, leaving them at the complete mercy of the prisoners…)
psychiatric ward (where patients are forced to fight to the death in padded cells…)
pyramid (where archeologists discover an ancient tomb and unleash an ancient curse…)
R
railroad (where a cowboy spends his final hours repenting his sins as he lays tied to a railroad track…)
research centre (where the subjects loose the ability to either see, hear, or speak…)
S
sewer (where a family takes cover in the sewers when a nuclear missile is headed towards the city…)
shipwreck (where divers explore an ancient shipwreck, but the pirates are very much still alive and do not take well trespassers…)
space (where there is an explosion on ship leaving the crew without enough oxygen, there are only four extra tanks left, but there are six people…)
submarine (where there's an unknown killer aboard and no way to escape the deep ocean...)
T
tavern (where a knight is seduced and kidnapped by a handmaid who plans on avenging he sisters murder in the most heartless of ways…)
U
underwater (where evil merpeople kidnap scuba divers...)
university (where a group of students engineers create an artificial intelligence that goes rogue and attempts to create a real life body out of human remains…)
V
virtual reality (where virtual reality becomes a true reality, and to escape, 10 players have to survive all levels of the game, but after every level, the loser dies…)
Z
zoo (where the animals turn into zombies and attack their abusers…)
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lovejosephquinn · 2 years ago
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It’s 1am and I’m going mad in my head thinking about dom!joe x reader
My heavily smutted brain needed to share this thought with you all, I’m not sorry 🤯
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Joe’s had you tied up to the headboard with your vibrating wand turned up to max vibration for the last hour, getting every orgasm he can possibly get out of you. Apparently you’d flirted with another man in front of him - absolutely not and to punish you which started off as quite the ‘punishment’ he’d slammed you down on the bed, sitting on top of you, clambering through the bottom of his nightstand to grab the handcuffs and then proceeded his position to the other side to grab your sex toy.
Spitting down on your cunt which is already mixed with your slick from the way he’s been so forceful from the moment you left the party you were at had you so turned on at his eagerness to get you home and give you a good seeing to the way he had intended to in his mind.
So there you were, two severely beautiful orgasms had already flown through you and with the malicious glint that fell from his darkened pupils when you cried out that you couldn’t take anymore, he insisted you weren’t going anywhere until you’d leaked out a third climax.
Joe edged at himself knelt right between your legs, whilst the vibrator was preoccupied rubbing light circles onto you, travelling so far down your slit and back up until it reached the spot that made your thighs twitch. He had his other hand wrapped tightly around his thick cock, slowly fisting himself, groaning alone from your loud moans and the way you winced from slight stings of pain from your over stimulation yet bursts of pleasure attacking you from time to time.
“You’ll know better than to flirt and then talk back to me won’t you, you’re my little slut, don’t ever forget that.”
You gasped for air, mouth completely dried out when he leaned over and spat down onto your clit once more, hitting an achy spot which kept causing your hole to gape around nothing.
���J-J-Joe” you stammered out, tears forming and glazing over your eyes; blurring out your vision.
“W-w-what?” Joe repeated the way you just did, sweat dripped down your legs, your forehead briefly shining as he quickened his jerking motion on himself, you watched as clearly as possible, the way his fist covered the majority of his shaft, fucking at himself relentlessly, huffing groans and hisses whilst practically pushing the toy onto your clit as hard as he could.
“Please, fuck, oh my god, right there.”
The pain turned into pleasure within seconds and your hips bucked upwards, the chains of the cuffs jolted against the headboard; rattling from your arms squirming above you. You screamed at the intensity of this third orgasm, it hit you like a ton of bricks and Joe relished in every moment of watching you fall apart.
“No other man will ever give you this, you’re all mine, baby.”
You nodded, licking your lips, looking up to the cuffs when he turned off the vibrator and placed it next to you.
“Oh I’m not done yet love. Open up, you’re swallowing all my cum that I’ve been waiting to give you.” Joe positioned himself above you, leaning down on one knee, pointing his cock downward and uttering profanities as he worked his cock at a rapid speed, concentrating on the swollen mushroom tip. You opened up your mouth, sticking your tongue out and giving him your best angelic look. He finished shortly after that, emptying his balls into your mouth and watching you gulp the heavy amount down, almost using it as a way to quench your thirst.
He rid out his high and then took the cuffs off immediately, scooping you up into his arms like nothing of the sort had just happened. Joe kissed down onto your forehead, rocking you like a baby.
“I know you weren’t flirting really, maybe I did get a bit jealous that your attention was on him a little more than I’d like it to be - I’d just fantasised about this all day and needed to make it come true.”
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salemontrial · 1 year ago
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My (probably unfinished) official list of everything I love about the trailer💫
- "How's it going :))-" SWERVED. ALEXANDER CLAREMONT-DIAZ GOT FUCKING S W E R V E D-
- Nora looks like she's going to stab Alex with her high heel. Also she's so pretty. Xjakcjd
- "you've done some pretty stupid things in your life, but this-" "Takes the cake? :DD-"
- The way Henry looks at them when they're lying on the floor covered in cake. It's like he's restraining himself from strangling Alex with his own suit jacket for the sole purpose of not worsening the scandal.
- "HENRY. SHOVED. ME.😡🥺" "An urge I currently share."
- Ellen in her pantsuit.. hey Ellen👉👈
- Alex is looking for ways to escape the room when she says the words "damage control" he fucking knows-
- THEY. GOT. LIL NAS X. ON THE FUCKING SOUND TRACK. Oh I p r a y they got the rights to Get Low I p r a y.
- ALEX'S FACE WHILE ZAHRA IS BRIEFING HIM HES SO DRAMATIC
- Im sorry guys henry is so fine alexander isnt going to be the only one thirsting over henry for the entire 2 hours/jjj
- That FUCKING handshake in the park. I can see the veins in their hands they are g r i p p i n g-
- these faces this is a point.
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- "My NDA is bigger than yours, I want you to know that." "You're wearing Lifts. I know that too, sweetheart." -H e a d t u r n--- HES SO FLOORED FJSNF-
- HENRY'S LITTLE MOUTH QUIRK AFTER HE SAYS THAT
- I CAN SEE THE KEY NECKLACE. I CAN S E E IT BLESS THE COSTUME DEPARTMENT SHOVING HIM IN A LOWCUT SHIRT-
- "You better act like the sun shines out of his ass and you have a vitamin D deficiency" ZAHRA HAS THE BEST LINES AND ITS WHAT SHE DESERVES.
- Alex faffing about with his hair via his phone camera before the interview thats my b O Y-
- Henry slides over the box of cornettos so hard like thats the only hostile act hes allowed to parttake in
- To the person who theorized in the comments of one of my posts that Alex was going to do a little shoulder punch in the interview scene i am going to draw you a little firstprince fanart-/hj
- Because that was so funny and so fucking cute henrys fucking face through that whole interaction was just. He looks like he's actively trying to dissociate from the situation fjsjfj-
- The cancer ward🥺🥺
- Alex's u g l y ass suit at the new years gala... its such a gross jacket guys Im sorry this is what happens when you dont have jUNE TO MICROMANAGE HIS WARDROBE-
- Alex putting his arm around Henry and Henry smiling to himself because he's probably got the most insane case of butterflies
- I'm marrying the lighting director of this movie.
- GUYS GUYS SHUT UP ITS THE KISS.
- HENRY'S FACE BEFORE HE GIVES THE "Christ, you are as thick as it gets" LINE IS SO FUNNY. QUESTIONING WHY HE EVER WENT AND FELL IN LOVE WITH A DUMBASS
- THEY D O N T KISS LIKE THEYD RATHER GO DOWN A RAZOR WATERSLIDE🎉🎉🎉🎉💫💞💞🏳️‍🌈/GEN
- He does Henry's "Oh shit" face so w e l l-
- ALEX'S STETSON EVERYONE GET AWAY FROM ME
- KARAOKE SCENE KARAOKE SCENE I SEE HENRY AT THE MICROPHONE
- Guys hes g o i n g to do the thing he does with the bottle I just know it oh my god
- "Get O V E R yourself your majesty -p i l l o w-" "It's your royal HIGHNESS -p i l l o w-" "OHoho-"
- The polo match sjsjf. Same alwx-/J
- The little new voters goal thingy poster thats so cute actually-
- The pride flag in the back of the campaign office
- Henry texting while he's getting the royal preening sjcj
- never thought id cry just hearing henry say he misses alex out loud-
- THEYRE NOT SANITIZING IT TO MAKE IT PALATABLE/POS
- HENRY IN THE CLOSET I AM GOING TO SCREAM-
- "If anyone sees you leave this hotel I will brexit your head from your body....... Your royal highness." I LOVE HERRRRRR
- IF YOU FEEL FOREVER ABOUT HIM. AND THE AND THE PANNING TO THEM IN BED WITH THE SOFT LAMP LIGHT. AND THEYRE SO SOFT. AND AND AND AND. UEUE
- "Do you love him?" "What difference would it make if I did?"
- Bea's voice is so pretty sobs..
- It's always the blond autistic boys in the blue hoodies I swear to god/lh
- Theyre just chilling in their robes🥺🥺🥺
- DAVID!!!!!!!😭😭😭💞
- "Prince Henry belongs to Britain" and what if i sobbed.
- THEM HOLDING HANDS SOMEBODY SEDATE ME.
- NO SHUT UP NO GO AWAY HENRY CRYING... I TRUST HIM WITH HENRY'S HEAVIER SCENES NOW
- THEYRE AT THE LAKEHOUSE😭😭😭
- "It's like there's a rope attached to my chest and it keeps pulling me towards you"
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- THE ASS GRAB. ALEXANDER GABRIEL CLAREMONT-DIAZ
- "The night is young, ma✨" <- said as if he isn't currently groping the prince of England's ass
- She sees right fucking through him sjcjsj
CONCLUSION: I will eat my hat. The movie looks really really really fucking good, it looks spectacular and I am so excited for it. I trust them. I'm only SLIGHTLY mad they barely had Nora in it and I'm only SLIGHTLY bitter at cutting June and Luna. But I am an optimist and I will focus on the good which is that they're doing the characters incredible justice, and if I see one person try to deny their chemistry I will A Clockwork Orange their ass to this trailer for days. Because That Is Alex and Henry. That's them in front of my eyes and I think they're in very good hands and this is the most coherent thing I can write I'm still crying-/srs
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pascaloverx · 11 months ago
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Hit The Road
Chapter Six
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Summary: You are a hunter of supernatural beings who is forced to experience a new reality: being a vampire. The only thing stronger than your thirst for blood is your thirst for revenge.
Author's note: the characters mentioned here were created by Kevin Williamson and Julie Plec, based on the book series of the same name by author L. J. Smith. They don't belong to me. That said, this fanfic will be short. This fanfic may address scenes of violence, inappropriate language and adult content. Minors should not interact with this story.
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Running might not have been the best option, you admit. Or maybe it was the best option, just not for someone who doesn't know where they are. Mystic Falls could easily be Lost Falls. Another terrible idea was stealing a car instead of using your super speed. You have no idea who this car is, you just needed to get away from the Salvatores as quickly as possible. When you locate the city bar you feel like you can relax at least a little. But that doesn't last long, because apparently Damon doesn't understand the notion of you having a moment alone.
"Do you usually run away from other people's houses like you're crazy, or is it just mine?" Damon seems to be angry, which you try to ignore.
"I need a drink, preferably a strong double or triple one." You ask the bartender, ignoring Damon's presence, as honestly, he was the last person you wanted to face right now.
"Do you want to tell me what's wrong with you?" Damon questions, arching his eyebrows and staring at you as you drink whatever strong concoction the bartender handed you. You then order a beer from the bartender, who says he'll get it for you. You reach into your pants pocket for payment, and when you're about to pay, Damon is behind the counter. Obviously, he'll do anything to get your attention, including manipulating the bartender to serve tables while he takes care of the bar.
"Damon, could you leave me alone for the next few hours?" You ask, grabbing the beer that Damon is holding out of his hands.
He looks at you in a different way, as if he wants to understand you but you're making it difficult. Before he can say anything, a blonde woman calls his name, and both of you turn to see who it is.
"Does Elena know you're serving other women as a pastime, or is it another dirty secret of Damon Salvatore?" The blonde says with a certain arrogance. You observe her and then turn to look at Damon, who has a mischievous smile on his face.
"Caroline Forbes and her presumptions. You, better than anyone, should know that I don't owe explanations to Elena anymore, just as she doesn't owe me anything. Now, if you're done playing the curious Barbie, you can go back to taking care of your own life." Damon says sarcastically. It seems he has some familiarity with Caroline, whom you imagine is a friend of Elena. You find yourself thinking that maybe it would have been better never to have sought out Damon.
"It's part of my life to ensure that one of my best friends has a decent boyfriend, as much as possible. I don't like that it's you, but if you're going to be, at least be worthy of her." Caroline says. You feel uncomfortable, as if you're a person tainted on the inside. I mean, you had a fling with two brothers, and now you're interfering in the love life of one of them, which doesn't seem right.
"If you claim to be her best friend, you know that she and I are no longer together. Now, it's important to respect each other's choices and boundaries." Damon seems almost sensible saying that, putting Caroline in an awkward position. You simply observe them, thinking that Elena must mean a lot to both of them.
"Look, I don't know you, and I have no idea why you know this guy, but understand that all women are like puzzles to him. Once he's done putting you together, he'll discard you and move on to another game." Caroline warns you. She looks directly at you, as if she wants to seriously warn you; Damon seems a bit upset by what she said. You shake your head as if you don't know what to say. Caroline leaves like a storm about to erupt. Without saying anything, you head towards the exit.
"Are you really going to ignore me?" Damon says, following you after several attempts to get your attention by calling your name. You get into the car, which, by the way, might even be his, and he joins you, taking the passenger seat.
"Do you think we made a mistake getting romantically involved with each other?" You look at Damon, seeking answers in his gaze. The atmosphere in the car becomes tense, laden with the uncertainty of what the shared past might mean for the present.
"Maybe we were a mistake, but you're definitely not a regret for me. Even if you don't remember what you mean to me." Damon says. You don't know how to react.
"Did you know that Stefan and I had an affair?" You ask Damon. You have to make sure he has no idea what you're talking about.
"You told me, right before this all happened. I wasn't happy about it but you know my situation with Elena so I can't criticize you for it." Damon says looking at you with a certain annoyed look. You wonder if he cares about you enough to not want to share you with Stefan.
"What if my destiny is to love your brother?" You ask, unsure if you even want an answer from Damon. The truth is, you don't know who you love, don't know who you truly want – you only know that being close to the Salvatore brothers makes you feel... alive.
"You once told me that your destiny only depended on you." He replies subtly. I guess this situation must be commonplace for him. Have I never truly loved him, or have I loved him too much?
You looked at him as if you understood what he's trying to convey. And then, you realize something is in front of the car. A werewolf, in the middle of the road. It's alone and seems angry. The curious thing is that you didn't notice the werewolf before crashing the car into it. The werewolf gets angry and starts attacking the car with me and Damon inside. You know that a werewolf's bite on a vampire is lethal. So you fear, dying or watching Damon die. The car crash thankfully only caused superficial injuries Damon seems more concerned with seeing if I'm okay with protecting himself. And for a moment you black out, being flooded with yet another vision.
"Can you do it or not?" You ask the mysterious woman in front of you, she looks at you with a look full of doubt.
"Not that I don't understand why you want to erase Damon and Stefan from your head but don't think it's a bit radical?" The woman says looking at you, while you two are in that same cabin in the middle forest.
"Bonnie I just want to know if you can do it or not. I don't need a therapy session, I need my biggest weakness outside of myself." You look honestly exhausted, like you're at your limit.
"There could be consequences if you regain your memory, bad things could happen. Are you sure you want me to do this?" Bonnie asks, holding her mother. You try to think that anything is better to be a hunter who fell in love with two vampires.
"I am sure." You respond as you see the woman pick up an old book from the small table near the cabin's entrance. Everything goes dark after that, you just feel unbearable pain.
Pain makes you regain the consciousness that had been lost. When you wake up, you see blood running down your arm and you feel something burn inside you. Your blurred vision doesn't let you see anything other than Stefan's face. You're relieved to see him but immediately panic when you see your arm completely. You were bitten by a werewolf and worse, Damon is nowhere you can see.
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wanderingxiao · 1 year ago
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Thirst post! Just spent 4 hours cleaning and waxing my car and literally just thought about this weird but… interesting idea.
High School Scaramouche and Reader and having a free car wash supported by students! I now present you all… (FYI EVERYONE IS 18!)
Suggestive themes, 18+ only plz~ 💜
✨Scaramouche’s Car Wash Adventure✨
‘FREE CAR WASH TO SUPPORT TEYVAT HIGH! SPONSORED BY THE TEYVAT HIGH FOOTBALL AND CHEER TEAM!!!’
A scowl plastered across the teens face as he glanced over at all of the shirtless high school jocks washing cars while spraying each other. Beside them were girls wearing skin tight cropped tops and booty shorts while pressing their chests against other teenage boy cars. What a pathetic sight. He immediately turned his car into the small parking lot, his face turning red in embarrassment. He didn’t want to be seen in such a place, but he was shamefully there for one goal. The reason for stopping appeared in front of him clad In a tank top and some cute shorts. His dark lavender eyes widened In surprise seeing you in such an outfit. He could feel his cheeks becoming hotter when he saw you coming over to his car. He looked around quickly, hiding his vape and any nicotine cartridges from your observant gaze. A light knock came to his window, causing his usually cold heart to race in his chest. He rolled the window down anxiously.
“Hello and wel- oh! Scaramouche! Hey it’s good to see you!” Your fake voice was replaced by a genuine and excited tone as you let the eye of the lonely teen. How could someone so as bright and radiant as you be so nice to someone as cold and brass as him? “Tsk! I came to get my car washed, not to stand around and chat with someone from student council.” The redness of his ears betrayed him, luckily most of his Indigo hair covered them. You only gave him a smile. “Perfect! I’ll get the girls to come over and give you a nice wash.” A small wink was thrown at him from you, suggesting that he was really going to enjoy them coming over to wash his car. He visibly cringed at the thought and called out for you shyly. “Can… Can you wash my car? I don’t trust those airheads to do as much as stand near my car…”
“Hmm?” You blinked at him, a bit surprised at his sudden request. A knowing grin came to your face once you saw him averting his gaze. “Sure, Scara. Give me one second to go grab the scrub.” You trotted away happily, swaying your hips a little more than normal to emphasize your ass for his gaze. It worked too. His eyes instantly were glued to your rear, watching with a hesitant bit to his soft bottom lip. You returned minutes later carrying a bucket with soap and water and in the other some sponges and rags. Huh? Wait a minute. Scaramouche leaned forward in his seat, squinting his eyes to make sure he was seeing thing correctly. Two little beans poked out from your shirt as you sauntered on back to his car. Those two little beads came from your chest. Oh fuck you weren’t wearing a bra anymore. “Holy fuck…”
“I’m back! Now roll up your window and let me give your car a good washing yeah?” Your tone dropped at the end, adding seduction to your tongue, relishing in the way he shifted in his seat and couldn’t keep his eyes off your chest. God was that black tank top thin on you. “J-Just hurry up and clean my car!” He looked away quickly, rolling up his window with a scoff before he shyly looked back over. You smirked knowing he was watching and started to spray down his car, ‘accidentally’ spraying yourself to make your nipples a bit harder due to the coldness of the water. God was Scaramouche enjoying the show. He wanted to pull his phone up and snap a picture so bad, all so he could take it home and jerk off till his balls were empty. “F-Fuck… you’re… teasing me on purpose.”
You couldn’t hear him cursing you in his car, not that he was trying to complain for the show. Next came the soap. You flipped your hair over your shoulder as you turned around, your shorts definitely now shorter than they were when you first came out. You bent over to soak the sponge in the soapy water, giving the liner boy in his car a perfect view of your ass. Your curves were driving the poor boy crazy. His crush on you was undeniably growing deeper and deeper with every little stunt you decided to pull on him right now. You pulled yourself up, smirking over your shoulder at his staring and came back to the window. You scrubbed along his hood and driver side before you pressed your chest right against the window. If he wasn’t hard before he definitely was now.
The way your nipples poked out from your shirt disappeared when your fleshy mounds pressed against his widow. It was so sexy seeing your breasts just flush against his window. He wanted to just lean in and press his face into them. Suffocate himself in them and die a happy man between your tits. Trying to reach the top of his car, you started to slide up and down his window, furthering your actions of lewdly pressing up against his car. Scaramouche couldn’t help but scowl at your teasing behavior, his cheeks becoming red once more before he shamelessly started to palm at his boner. A shaky curse left his mouth as he watched closely as your breasts smeared up and down on the clear glass. His lustful thoughts of you were interrupted when he caught sight of a jock approaching.
“Heyyy, Ms. Secretary.” The sultry voice of a certain ginger cane to your ears, making you turn around with your chest still smushed against Scaramouche’s car. You gave him a slightly glare, cheeks flushed as you didn’t want to reveal your chest so closely to anyone else but Scaramouche. Your crush on him was clear as day, but that didn’t stop the quarterback from coming to try and flirt with you and get into your pants. “Do you need something, Childe? I’m with a customer right now.” The ginger laughed, causing Scaramouche to look around your frame to see the ginger looking you up and down. His hands placed on your hips before he leaned over you against Scaramouche’s car and looked into your eyes. “Well I couldn’t help but notice you being extra slutty with this customer, who’s in there anyways?”
“What the fuck Childe? Back off!” You turned and pushed the boy off of you, putting your hands on your hips and giving him one of your famous glares. The ginger only laughed and whistled as he too caught sight of your nipples greeting everyone through your shirt. Scaramouche could slightly hear your conversation from his car and growled to himself at the rude way Childe was treating you. Jealousy bubbled in his throat and he rolled down his window, not caring if water got into his car. You turned around in surprise to see Scaramouche glaring. “Go mind your own business, block head.” The jock could only laugh and crunch over in amusement at knowing that you were trying to show off for the schools lost infamous loner. “Him?! Wow you sure have stooped low, (Y/N). For shrimp dick over here? That’s the funniest shit I’ve seen all day!”
“Actually-“ You call out aggressively, glaring at Childe before turning to Scaramouche and leaning down towards his face. He backed away instantly at your closeness, confused at what you were about to do. You grabbed his face harshly, pulling him in and slamming your lips against his in a messy kiss. Poor Scaramouche was too stunned at your actions to even kiss you back. You pulled his hair to lean him bsck, forcing your tongue into his mouth to curl over his gums and collide with his own hot muscle. A low groan sounded from his throat, finally melting himself into your touch. Desciding to give Childe a show, you pulled away slightly and swirled your tongue with his just to show Childe the depth of how lewd you were for ‘shrimp dick.’ You pulled away from him and let him go, turning back to Childe with a triumphant smirk. “-he’s my boyfriend. And if you bother me or him, I might just have to tell the student council president what you’ve been doing after school near the dumpsters.”
Childe’s face instantly paled. “You fucking wouldn’t.” He dared. “Oh, I think I fucking would. Now scram, block-head.” You shooed him away, glaring at his retreating form with anger at the way he treated you and Scaramouche. Speaking of him, you turned around quickly with your face completely red, finally coming to terms with what you had just done. “I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t-“ Scaramouche pulled on your shirt, giving him a generous glance at your cleavage before he came to your ear with a demanding tone. Forget the car wash. Just get in and fucking kiss me again.” A rush of heat came rushing through your body, a single tear cascading down your thighs at his dominant tone. You quickly hopped around on the other side of the car and buckled in. “Better idea… let’s just go to your house and let me prove them wrong about you having a shrimp dick.”
“Bring that shit up again and I’m kicking you out.”
He didn’t kick you out, and he definitely did not have a shrimp dick. Thus, starting your weird fucked up relationship with Scaramouche.
Hope you enjoyed my first thirst! Is it a thirst though? Not really sure, but it’s just supposed to be a cute lil’ crack fic not one of my real stories 💜
Next story up… ‘Claiming’ ft. Xiao
Stayed tuned! ;)
-WX
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vmpkai · 7 months ago
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hold up lemme just. . .
the rev. set & co with social media!
aight there we go
hamilton
twitter
he will spend several hours arguing with a person trying to prove em wrong ( *cough cough* thomas *cough cough* )
he probably sends like 20 threads per answer too cuz we all know he exceeds the character limit every single time
has gotten suspended several times for some of his insults
during his presidency, he @ trump to call him out on his shit ( like he should )
has been blocked by a shitton of politicians who can't be bothered with his shit
people love him for his hot takes abt the government
king of twitter drama
laurens
pinterest
has two accounts: one for art, one for memes
has a shitton of boards
nobody - not even hammy boy - is allowed to see them
his memes are literally the most brainrot shit ever ( mood )
occasionally posts his art but uses it for inspiration for the most part
most of his unhinged comments rest here
has a fucking gay gay homo gay board ( he's just like me fr )
laffayette
instagram
has so many selfies on there
yk he is popular asf cuz he's so handsome
has roped the others into taking some with him
his posts are either runway model level of quality or the most shittiest of shitpost
he gets a shitton of down HORRENDOUS thirst comments and he is absolutely proud of that ( and trust me they are absolutely foul i'm talking the shit you see ppl say abt jjk characters and laf will encourage tf out of it )
mulligan
tumblr
just prefers it to everywhere else ( as he should )
runs the biggest fashion blog in all of new york ( as he fucken SHOULD )
loves posting his designs on there
and the crowd goes fucking wild for his designs
ofc his mates are gonna be in the comments hyping him up
they're also his models
defo has a personal account where he is just an absolute gremlin ( average tumblr user )
angelica
twitch ( hear me out )
extremely popular pro gamer
absolutely dunks on everyone she plays against
mainly plays cod and fortnite
people show up for her skills and her roasts cuz we all know she fucking cooks all the misogynistic dorks on there ( it's giving feminist packgod, aight? )
eliza
youtube
has a cooking channel
absolutely adores her audience
has defo fallen asleep several times watching those iceberg videos on the most randomest of topics
the recommended page does not match the face whatsoever ( she doesn't open youtube around others because of it )
even though she denies it constantly, she watches commentary channels on drama she's interested in
and peggy
tiktok
she got millions of followers
mainly posts funny skits with her sisters
her fyp are diabolical, disgraceful, discombobulating, shameful ( she just like me fr /j )
only communicates in tiktoks + she will send you shit in the middle of the night
madison
tumblr
he prefers the controlled chaos of it to anywhere else
posts about his favorite books
has a sizeable audience on there
refuses to tell anyone ( *cough cough* thomas *cough cough* ) about his blog
jefferson
twitter
sole purpose is to wind up hamilton every chance he gets
also loves the drama on there
bros the type of person to have thousands of followers and then either follows nobody, or like up to 5 people total
it boosts his ever growing ego
burr
reddit
yk he frequents r/vent to complain about hamilton
also loves sifting through r/aita ( he has most definitely posted some stuff in there too )
he's in such a random group of subreddits
questions his humanity every day whenever he paroozes that godforsaken site
he was a mod for a subreddit but he got kicked for being too much of a fence sitter ( hamilton found out and did NOT let that slide lmfao )
washington
facebook
he's a facebook dad absolutely
has fallen for the conspiracy theory traps a few times
his posts are just all dad things
he does NOT know how to use emojis at fucking all and it's glorious
king george
instagram
flexes his money, wealth and all that jazz
also lives for the tea on there ( he will literally sit in the comments spamming tea emojis whenever a fight was to break out lmfao )
goes on live just to annoy everyone around him ( usually works )
posts on his story like 20 times a day
his ego is the size of england thanks to that site
tried to start beef after laf turned down a collab and temporarily caused world war 3 between the fanbases
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khakajak · 2 years ago
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TWICE SMUT REQUEST/IDEA: MALE READER X TWICE MEMBERS (FIVESOME)
Would love to see someone make an nsfw smut story about this.
Tag: Momo x Sana x Nayeon x Jihyo x Male Reader
"A reguler young teenage boy having a sexual relationship with Momo, Sana, Nayeon, and Jihyo, which eventually lead to him being adopted as their plaything.
Momo being the first girl to have sex with. Likes to show off her hot flexible naked sexy body to give you visual stimulation while having sex. Both of you are satisfying each other's lust, but mostly it's still her satisfying you. Loves to have sex with you with just being fully naked together and hugging you really tight while you fuck her pussy.
Sana being the second one. Her sexual weapon mainly focuses on her cuteness and how she wants you to dominate her. She might look innocent but her sex drive is unexpectedly so much higher than yours. Loves to being dominated on bed with doggy style but surprisingly has more stamina than you so she ended up the one being the alpha.
Nayeon is the third one. Out of the four, she is the horniest of them all. Definitely the alpha on the bed. Doesn't care if you're tired. She will always dominate your cock and make you cum over and over again with any means until she is satisfied. Loves to make you cum with any means necessary, usually with a blowjob. Fucks like a rabbit. Huge thirst for cum.
Jihyo is the last one. A complete opposite of Nayeon. Gives you a kind, slow, and loving tender sex. Like a mother caring for her son. Mainly using her strong hands and big breasts to make you cum. Loves to caressing your head while jerking you off while you suck on her titties. Loves to give you a titjob right after which ended making you cum more than 3 times at least. She still makes you cum continuously but not with force but with a kind and tender sexual pleasure."
Favourite group sex combination:
- Momo and Sana (J-Line)
- Jihyo and Nayeon (Heaven and Hell)
- Momo and Jihyo (Double Titjob)
- Nayeon and Sana (No Rest. Help💀)
- Momo, Sana, Nayeon, Jihyo (ffffm orgy)
Note: Threesome, foursome, and fivesome scenario included. Average cum shot per sex is around 10-40 times (amount varies depending on who you have sex with). Average sex time totaled to 6-8 hours a day.
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elcctra · 2 months ago
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Hello! I hope you're having a nice week. Do you have any erotic horror favs? Books, tv series or films?
hiiii i’m fine! bored at work and counting down the hours for the day to end (i’m going to the beach this weekend!) so this was a nice distraction. hope you’re having a nice week too ❤️
movies:
the whip and the body (1963)
the strange case of dr. jekyll and miss osbourne (1981)
thirst (2009)
hellraiser (1987)
anything by jean rollin and jess franco but for the sake of this list my favorites la morte vivante (1982) and venus in furs (1969)
daughters of darkness (1971)
gothic (1986)
the blood-spattered bride (1972)
blood and roses (1960)
books:
carmilla by j. sheridan le fanu
the bloody chamber and other stories by angela carter (and the film adaptation for company of wolves)
interview with the vampire by anne rice (the two adaptations also count!)
la morte amoureuse by théophile gautier
anything by v.c. andrews but we can go with my sweet audrina
can i be silly and plug in a fic? the lost diaries of sophie harker by natrix on ao3. no need for knowledge of the source other than familiarity with dracula
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coeluvr · 1 year ago
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4am thirsty anon here. I’m here to say I’m disappointed.
DISAPPOINTED THAT YOU AND I ARENT MARRIED RIGHT NOW YOU FUFILLED MY EVERY DESIRE BETTER THAN A MAN COULD; GOD ID GIVE YOU THE BEST WEDDING IN HISTORYS OF WEDDING JUST FOR THAT WRITING I HEART YOU COE<3333 FORGIVE YOU?? FORGIVE YOU FOR WHAT? FEEDING INTO MY THIRST AND DESIRE FOR HUNTER? IF ONLY I COULD SEND PHOTOS ON THIS MODE I’D SEND A BUNCH OF KISSY REACTION PICTURES!!
Thank you for feeding Hunter addiction. Istg im gonna reread this short story for WEEKS. Months even.
I had to take a minute (half an hour probably) because this made me laugh but also :0 LMAO 😭
Please send me 1M per day instead thank you /j
I'm so glad you liked it! 🫶
I tried to write sexc scene and Hunter saying friend but my little baby had other ideas and would not do it! So I had to write it differently. 🤭
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crguang · 1 month ago
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ok honestly im kinda done w genshin atp, like the story is okay, the whitewashing tho is pissing me off tho, um idk, i like the game play, and also i gotta get to sneznaya or wtv when that comes out. and did u just not like the sumeru characters bc more of them are men.../j i still dont have yelan or arle very sad...they're like top 10 genshin characters for me, i was too broke to pull for them when they were running
ALSO that's not what i meant abt natasha, like as a character shes good and i like her, and her story is good, i dont dislike her, what i meant is that i cant be attracted to her, like idk...bc all the stuff u listed i should like her, so like idk. i dont skip story, i did her sq, so maybe it is just the fact that shes a doctor, like that was how she was presented at first and i just cant look past it ok... my mom was a doctor so i just cant...my mommy issues strike again, and i just dont rlly like doctors in general havent had good experiences w them before, so i cant be attracted to one...idk, like ik shes like way more than that. and i did get a few adds for her so its prob that as well that kind messed with my perception of her at the beginning, the only hsr adds i every got continously was kafkas trailer.
tbh i shouldve realized i liked women when i saw kafka dragging her fingers across a wall wish i was that wall with like her voice in the background and that was what made me decide to play the game. they know what they're doing...
speaking of which i got her other two messages, shes ridiculous, like i cant believe she can just go to a movie theater like that, and her checking up on you...i did scream. shes pathetic... honestly her being into phycological thrillers makes sm sense, so she was def seeing one of those. and i think shes exposing herself bc of both of the reasons you listed (also like it being on a burner acc incase she gets rejected...i obviously wasnt mean to her tho).
honestly im just shy sat okay...thats why im an anon, but it is funny, since we're all reading ur smut, and thirsting over everyone together.
i did sleep i promise, i dont really like taking medicine, again doctor stuff, but i'll been taking some melatonin bc last night it took be 3 and a half hours to sleep and ive been drinking tea and stuff, but ill be going to sleep after this. wish me luck.
-🌠
i also wanted to last until snezhnaya like i remember a few years ago when the first fatui trailer dropped after inazuma and my entire timeline went crazyyyy, people who didn’t play the game anymore got back into it just for the fatui like they really united everyone… but since the characters and stories dont do anything for me now i personally never feel like playing. and yes i actually was so bored with sumeru because im not interested in men at all dhfjgkgk but also the whitewashing there pissed me off and how they nerfed dehya and made her a horrible standard character was so annoying like i didnt pull for a single sumeru character 😭 arle/yelan is an insane duo, my yelan is great cause shes been my main for years so she doesn’t need anyone but adding arle is just cheating fr. look at my favs beefing (clorinde was there for the friendship points😪)
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i thought you disliked nat because you said your friend thought you disliked her bc she was a doctor, but it makes sense if you’ve had bad experiences with healthcare professionals and are reminded of them when you see doctors. personally i love when people who work in healthcare actually care about the patients they have because it’s quite literally life saving and sooo many of them dont give a fuck, that’s why i adore natasha a lot. it’s totally fine if you’re not attracted to her, you don’t have to be!
kafka’s trailer changed my brain chemistry and i can recite it by heart from how often ive watched it. they definitely knew what they were doing especially with these shots like can i please be that guy… i’ll take the bullet too idgaf. AND YES THE MOVIE THEATER SHES SUCH A LOSERRR, THE “my life is an action movie btw lol haha” when the tb says they like action films is so ridiculous. i need to look up her other answers but when she said the action movies lacked immersion i pat myself on the back for writing that she likes psychological thrillers over horror or any other genre like i know her for real… im literally inside her head.
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im glad youre sleeping even if it takes a little while!! hopefully your internal clock stops messing woth you and allows you to get some good rest
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whatisreggieshortfor · 1 year ago
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Could you do Professor Jake Wilson x MC?
No smut or anything, I just wanna see a cute things.
Hey hi 👋🏻 here we are
The crew helped me with class choices for everyone 🤪
Professor of Love
Jake couldn’t take his eyes off her, even knowing he shouldn’t have let them stay there to begin with, especially when so many people could catch him staring. His gaze was soft, watching as she helped another student understand assignments that had seemed to go over their heads. Her raven hair hung over one shoulder like a curtain of silk, hazel eyes skimming the papers laid out on the desk. Even if he managed to tear his gaze away before she looked up, she somehow always knew. She never hid the smirk that twisted her lips when she would glance up at him, “Professor Wilson, don’t be getting too distracted. You need to grade your exams.”
He wanted to hate how easily she could see through him.
He wanted to hate it more when she would catch snippets of what the coeds would say about him and bring it up with that mischievous glimmer in her eye, while still somehow maintaining her innocent expression at the words.
As she had passed him to sit down at his table at the uni café, “If it isn’t our resident Eros.” That one was because they’d been referring to him as the uni’s personal Greek god of love, reciting romantic poems to his students far more often than tragedies.
She had come up to him, right as his office hours closed for the day, watching the students scurry away, “You know they wonder if you, uh, do house calls for your office hours, right?”
She had sat on the couch in his office, legs curling up under her as her fingers dragged through her hair, a salacious grin appearing in her face, “Did you know they say you have hot, single dad energy? I can see it.”
That one annoyed him the most.
Because if his students bothered to look past his chiseled jaw, his beefy arms, his strong chest- they would see his hands. And if they stopped thirsting over his hands for two minutes, they might realize what was always wrapped around his finger.
His ring.
Though, he supposed, he couldn’t blame the students entirely. Most of the faculty seemed to have trouble registering it at times.
Their head of the psych department had tried to set him up- and it took a very stern argument for Rohan to back down.
Tim, as the head of Spanish History, had very persistently offered to teach him the ways they had courted in centuries gone past.
Talia tried to analyze music choices for him, with her degree in theory, to find songs that showed he was looking for love.
He couldn’t tell if Youcef’s philosophy degree meant he could see what they couldn’t, that he had figured it out, or if it just kept him from asking the questions.
But she was the one that loved to tease him the most, Dean of Students, Doctor Avelina Morano.
“These bloody prats,” Tim groaned, rubbing his head as he sat in his office, “First question on the exam- who did the Spanish king finance for a sailing trip that was meant to profit his rule?”
“It’s Columbus, innit?” Rohan quirked a brow, tossing Tim’s rubber band ball across the space to Jake.
“They put the blokes from Road to El Dorado.” He sighed, finally tossing the papers down, “Alright, I need a cleanser-“
“It was the first exam of the semester,” Jake missed aiming his toss of the ball as Avelina’s voice sounded from the doorway, Rohan wincing as it connected with his temple, but she remained unphased, “Do I need to start auditing your classes again?”
Tim groaned, running a palm down his face, “Swear, doc, I’ve taught it to ‘em.”
She finally shook her head, letting herself laugh, “Don’t stress, Timmy. It’s one exam, they’ll get better. Every year this happens, and every year they get better. Probably doesn’t help that Thabi used that movie for the first assignment on themes in her film theory class.”
Jake chuckled, “Thought she agreed to hold off on it this semester and do a classic.”
Avelina shrugged, “Who knows? But I’m here for another reason- Jake, you have someone waiting outside your office.” He cringed, the last time someone had been waiting outside of his scheduled office hours they hadn’t been… very well clothed. She read his hesitation, “It’s Juliet.”
“Oooh,” Rohan called out, “What did you do to get the head of HR coming for a personal visit?”
He sighed, choosing to look towards Avenlina, “It could be anyone’s guess what she needs to speak about.”
He thought, for some reason, that she’d take his side, but she smirked, “Sounds like there are a lot of things you did.”
“Ha ha,” he commented dryly, waving to the boys before following her into the corridor, “You don’t know what this is about?”
“With Juliet?” She grimaced, “Could be anything. Swear I would fire her nosey arse in a second if I could find a qualified replacement. Why did Elladine have to retire to stay home with the kids?”
Jake chuckled again as they made it to his office, the poised woman standing inside the open door as she checked her nails, “Professor Wilson, finally.”
“Apologies, Miss Thompson, but we didn’t have a scheduled appointment.”
“No, silly me for thinking you’d be doing your own work and not goofing off with your mates.” Juliet rolled her eyes, not seeing Avelina’s glare.
“Juliet, being in HR does not give you the right to make insulting comments to my staff.” The woman foolishly always believed the Dean’s temper was all bark and no bite, waving her off.
“Yes, yes,” Juliet sighed, clearly already exasperated with the conversation, “I’ll be frank and to the point, I’m getting complaints from parents again. They’re concerned about a single man that looks as Jake does working with their impressionable children.”
“These ‘children’ are adults,” Avelina countered, “And Jake isn’t single. Maybe if you cracked open his file instead of cracking on with the head of my cosmetology department you’d know that.”
Juliet’s cheeks flushed, but she glared all the same, “His file says nothing about a wife- you are listed as his emergency contact.”
Jake coughed to cover a laugh, amusement in his eyes, “Did you ever look at the ‘relationship’ part of that information?”
“Why would I?” Juliet scoffed, “I know who she is-“
“Clearly you don’t.” Avelina snapped, holding up her hand as Jake held up his, their matching rings glistening in the fluorescent lighting of the office, “Are we done here?”
“You can’t be married!” Juliet huffed, “It’s against policy!”
“Against the policy you enacted,” Jake nodded, “But we didn’t feel the need to get divorced to comply with your new regulations.”
Stomping her heels out of the office, the couple watched her leave, “Looks like I need to find that qualified candidate now.”
“Looks like it.” Jake smiled, “Guess the cats out of the bag now.”
“I give it three hours before she spreads the news around campus.”
“Three? That’s generous, my love.” He fished his phone out, already blowing up with texts from most of the department heads, “I think it’ll take twenty minutes.”
They laughed as she finally wrapped her arms around his waist, in front of the open door, “Oh well, guess everyone needs to accept that you’ve been off the market.”
“Professor Wilson-“ they turned to see a sorority girl, face flushed in embarrassment as she tried to tug her minuscule skirt to cover her legs, giving up in favor of zipping her jacket to cover her chest where it practically spilled from her top.
Avelina laughed to herself, pulling her arms back as she gave Jake a smirk, “You are needed, Professor. Just don’t forget, you’re only allowed to make house calls with me.”
The girl sputtered uselessly as she watched the Dean walk away, cackling, and Jake was left red in the face and chuckling.
His wife could be petty, and she was a tease, but she was his.
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