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itsmarsss · 5 months

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Scandalous (Blitzø x Fem!Succubus!Reader x Stolas) [Helluva Boss] pt. 2 - How to Make Friends

How the mighty do fall. (Getting into a weird three-way situation with an imp and a succubus isn't exactly considered classy, Stolas)

Meet Blitzø.

pt. 1 | pt. 3 | pt. 4 | pt. 5 | 1st bonus | pt. 6 | pt. 7 | pt. 8 | pt. 9

Word count: 2,415

Warnings: surprise surprise! the series is actually non-linear! Some hints of trauma regarding feeling used/objectified, a glimpse into a little more context, mentions of sex as usual, i told y’all i can be a fun writer

Things had been running rather smoothly at Ozzie’s before some idiot decided he could just come in.

Sneaked in, you assumed, since he didn’t seem to be accompanied, and, frankly, didn’t exactly look dressed for a fancy dinner night at Ozzie’s like other customers always were and he had the nerve to come up to you and ask for some minutes of Asmodeus’ time as if it were nothing.

This wasn't the first time this has happened, of course- for some reason people seemed to think that speaking somewhat confidently about having an appointment would somehow distract you, the person whose job was to strictly keep track of Ozzie’s time, from… well, doing your job.

At this point, he’d gotten past the whole ‘I have an appointment in five minutes´ thing and started trying to convince you that you had to let him talk to the Sin.

“Uh. I don’t know what you want me to say, dude. You can’t just like… ask to see Asmodeus. It’s… kinda not how it works. At all.”

“Why not?”

You sighed. “Who are you supposed to be again?”

“I’m Blitz. The O is silent.” He offers his hand for you to shake, but you only raise an eyebrow, unamused. He retracts his hand.

“Is that supposed to ring a bell or…?”

“Not to you maybe. But his little bitch boy knows who I am.”

“What?”

“I know Fizzarolli, okay?”

“Okay, and?”

“And? And I need to talk to the big Oz!”

“Yeah first off- you could just be bullshitting me. And second off… that doesn’t just automatically give you any priority in Ozzie’s very, very long list of important meetings.”

“Important meetings? What’s he doing right now, discussing dildo prices with some fuckface from Greed?” He raises an eyebrow in defiance.

You do your best to conceal the look on your face as you glanced at Ozzie’s schedule, which confirmed he was, in fact, discussing dildo prices with a manufacturer from Greed.

It wasn’t enough, though- the imp seems to realize it. “He is, isn’t he?” He grins.

“That’s confidential information.”

He leans over your desk, planting both his hands on top of it in front of you and getting his face closer to yours. “What’s a hot piece of ass like yours doing in a dump like this anyways?”

“This is… Ozzie’s, dude.” At this point, you don’t even have an excuse as to why you were even entertaining this guy (at least none that aren’t ‘things are slow right now and I’m really fucking bored’).

“Yeah, I’m usually at some shitty bar with cum and blood on the walls when I pull this one.”

You actually laugh. “I’m sure you are. Anything else I can help you with?”

“A… meeting with Asmodeus maybe?”

“Definitely not.”

“Eh, worth a try. How ‘bout a drink?”

“Are you offering to buy me a drink or asking me to buy you a drink?”

“Hey I’m up for whatever one you want,” he puts his hands up in surrender.

You roll your eyes, unable to contain a smile at the dumb conversation. At least he was entertaining you. You had to give it to him, he was a little funny. “You know what. Get yourself a drink, Blitz with the silent O. You probably need it.”

“Oh, really? Well if you in- hey wait what’s that supposed to mean?”

You just shrug. “Ya want the drink or not?”

He pauses. “Yes.”

You laugh again. “Just look for Maru by the bar and tell her you got a drink on me, she’ll make something for you.”

“Oh you’re not… you’re not gonna be… joining me?” He asks, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. He almost looked actually disappointed, just a little bit. Almost.

“Nope. The hot piece of ass is still at work.”

“Riiight. I’ll uh- I’ll be right there! At the bar. Drinking my drink.” He says, awkwardly walking backward.

“If you try to sneak into Ozzie’s dressing room I will find out.”

“And what would you potentially do if you found that out?”

“You don’t wanna-” Suddenly, Ozzie’s voice makes itself known in your earpiece, your voice dying off as you focus on what he says, saying the words that signaled things had gotten a bit heated during the meeting and you need to send in someone to escort the imp out of his office (something you had implemented after the third meeting in two months that had ended with him either slightly injuring or straight-up incinerating someone). “Yeah I wouldn’t recommend doing that, sir,” you tell him, quickly looking for and pressing the emergency buttons that signaled whoever was working security they were needed at Ozzie’s office.

“Oh, sir, huh? I can work with sir.”

“Huh?” Realizing you hadn’t given the imp guy any sign you’d been talking to Ozzie, and not him, you feel your cheeks burn the slightest bit, getting caught off guard. “No, uh- earpiece.” You awkwardly point at your right ear.

Blitzø’s eyes widen, taken by surprise for a second before trying to keep his cool- and the little dignity he had. “Yeah I knew that. Just some good old teasing. Gosh you’re so uptight!”

“Okay, please get in before I change my mind.”

“Yup. Will do. I’m just gonna… stop by the bathroom real quick-”

“It’s the bar or out, man.”

“Fiiiine,” he exaggerates, dragging himself out of your sight.

“Y/n, you there?” Ozzie’s voice comes from the comm again, and you realize he’s probably been saying something already.

“Shit, sorry. Someone was holding me up here. Did they get him out?”

“Yes. Do I have anyone scheduled right now?”

“Hold on, let me see,” you look at the screen, crossing out the meeting he’d just finished as done and finding the name written for the one under it. “Yeah, you have that meeting about the beach accident with those Inccubi in Pasadena.”

“What is a Pasadena?”

“Living world matter, sir,” you simplify for him.

“Living world?”

“Yup.”

“When does he get here?”

“Eight minutes.”

[. . .]

“You sure you’re fine?”

“Yes! All of my meetings are done, performances are going fine and Aro owes me a lot of hours anyway. Now if you don’t mind, I have some alone time with my Froggie to attend.”

“Ugh, that nickname makes me sick.”

“I don’t pay you to judge me.”

“Yeah you pay me 'cause you loooove me. See you on Monday?”

“Yes!”

“If you need anything ‘till then-”

“I will let you know, y/n. Now, I granted you an early night, didn’t I? I expect you to enjoy yourself.”

“Fine, boss,” you teased him, making sure he saw you rolling your eyes.

You walked out of Oz’s office, inside of which you’d seen no sight of Fizzarolli, which was strange. You obviously wouldn’t pry, but wondered if the incident with his hearing aid that Ozzie had had to take a break for earlier had been more serious than what Ozzie made it sound.

There was no use thinking about it too much, though. You and Asmodeus were close, but there were boundaries you still kept between you and respected. You were pretty much the only person Ozzie ever forwardly told about his relationship with Fizz (even though basically everyone else in all seven rings suspected it in some way) and he knew of many personal things of yours, too, but things such as Fizzarolli’s own personal life and the identity of any people you told him about in conversation usually went unmentioned.

So, to the bar it was. When Ozzie told you he’d gotten someone to cover you for the last hours of the night so you could be free, the very first thing you’d thought to do had been to go straight home- but even thinking it to yourself made that sound depressing. In truth, Asmodeus was the closest thing you had to a real friend- the closest you’d had in a really long time. And although you did feel grateful to be free of work, it wasn't really much fun to think of the fact that, not being able to hang with Ozzie, you didn’t really have much to do. Or anyone to do anything with.

So you decided maybe you’d have a drink or two, and enjoy the last performances of the night before bouncing. Couldn’t hurt, right?

To your surprise, when you sit down at a stool by the bar, ordering yourself a blackberry frozen margarita- in your opinion, the best drink on Ozzie’s drink menu- you’re startled to see the imp you’d talked to earlier that night sliding next to you, taking a seat on the stool right by your left.

“Sooo. The hot piece of ass ain’t working anymore?”

“You’re still here?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

You shrug. “I dunno, I kind of imagined you would’ve managed to sneak into Ozzie’s dressing room and gotten yourself kicked out by now.” Of course, you were only taking the piss at him- you’d know if that would have happened. Obviously.

He furrows his eyebrows together. “Wait I actually could have sneaked into his dressing room if I tried?”

You laugh and decide to answer his first question instead of that one. “No, I’m not working anymore.”

“Does that mean I’m allowed to flirt with you now?”

“Oh, that thing you were doing wasn’t flirting?”

“Depends. Was it working?”

You drink the rest of your margarita in a single gulp instead of answering. “Hey, Maru? Would you get me another, please? You can put it under Blitz here.”

“Hey!”

“What? I thought you were trying to flirt. Buy me a drink!”

[. . .]

“So you’re the one who manages this whole thing?” Blitzø motions around to the restaurant, almost spilling the shot of tequila he was holding.

“Well not exactly,” you toy with the little umbrella from your third drink of the night. “I’m more focused on managing Ozzie’s business. I mean. The guy, not the place. You know, meetings to attend, places to go, personal errands, everything.”

“That’s… lame.”

“What do you do for a living then that’s just so fun?”

“Well, I used to be a circus clown.”

“What? Wait that is cool.”

“Only a little cool. I’m planning something big next. But uh. Right now I’m kind of doing anything I can find to support my daughter.”

“You have a daughter?”

“Yeah. Loona. The love of my life.”

“That’s cute.” You smile. Examining him with this in mind once again, you take he does sort of have a bit of a dad energy to him. It looks a little unconventional on him considering the… everything else, but it was there. “How old is she?”

“Nineteen.” He finally downs his shot, slamming the glass on the counter.

“Oh, wow.”

He seems to notice all the processing you were doing in your mind to try to gather how old he was.

“I adopted her like a year ago.”

“Oh. That’s cool. What’s she like?”

Conversation with him came to be strangely natural. A few drinks in, and, from an outside perspective, it would probably be hard to figure out the two of you had never seen each other before up until a few hours prior- cracking jokes and playfully flirting, sharing bits and pieces of your lives and drinking a little more than you should together. It was weirdly comfortable.

And, much to your surprise, Ozzie didn’t come up in conversation again. Not in the way you were certain he would eventually, anyway. After all, it all seemed too nice to not be a way to get you drunk and tell him something personal about Ozzie, or ask you again for a meeting with the Sin. Right?

By the end of the night, Blitzø tried a half-serious attempt at getting you to take him home with you (because apparently he rented a one-bedroom place, and gave up his bedroom to his daughter when she moved in with him, so he wouldn’t be able to take you home with him), to which you laughed, but stopped for a second to seriously consider.

You did find him attractive. His style was hot and his personality was fun. It was all certainly working for you.

You’re sure you could have a fun time with him if you did agree, and, honestly, atop of feeling like you deserved this, you kind of needed it. Nothing like a nice, meaningless one-night-stand with a barely-decent man to distract you from from being alone all weekend. Right?

But for some reason, you stop yourself. Maybe not this time. Because, even though you weren’t sure if that was really you or just the alcohol talking, at that moment you found yourself thinking that maybe you could actually become friends with this guy.

And though you weren't sure if he would want that, it would be nice to have a real friend other than Asmodeus, for a change.

“Um, I gotta work really early tomorrow,” you lie, giving him an excuse. “But I could give you my number? You’re really funny and I had a lot of fun tonight. Even though you definitely crashed the place,” you joke. “I think we could be… good… friends? Maybe? I’d like that.”

“You… want to be friends? With me?”

Fine. That’s where this ended, wasn’t it? He realized he wouldn’t be fucking you and so the interest disappeared. That’s fine. You were prepared for that. “It's alright if not.”

“No, give me- give me your number. Yeah. Give me your number.” He fishes his phone out of his pocket and gave it to you.

Oh. “Okay.” He probably only said that in the hopes to fuck you in the future.

Still, you grab the phone from him and type in your number and he immediately sends you a ‘hi’ and a smiley face so you can save his contact too.

“Just to be clear, like, we’re not gonna- like I really mean it, I wanna be friends.”

“Okay I got it the first time, you don’t gotta rub it on my face.”

Maybe he could be genuinely fine with just being your friend?

“I don’t mind some flirting with my friends, though,” you comment, and he smiles.

“Tell that to me when I’m sober, sweetheart.”

No harm in trying, right? And if sober you thought differently, you could always just block him.

Why not? Maybe this is just how to make friends as an adult.

“Okay but seriously where does the ‘O’ even go? Like how do I even save your contact?”

A/N: this wasn't even supposed to be out today but i got too excited so here it is. also im serious abt this being non-linear... there's shit mentioned here you'll only find out more about in like chapter 5 or so but i hope i wrote it in a way thats exciting enough to make it worth it! hope yall like it, share ur thoughts w me! luv yall <3

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f10werfae · 2 years

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Flashed a Tit

pairing: Husband!Chris x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: Y/n finds a way to win over an argument with Chris, with the help of her tits ‼️Spicy fluff‼️

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“Y/n didn’t I tell you not to go out to the shop on your own?! Especially now that you’re showing” Chris shouted pacing around the kitchen, his hands ruffling roughly through his hair whilst he got Y/n a glass of milk. Poor Y/n sat on one of the stools in their kitchen, clutching the packet of chocolate chips to her chest tightly; her 7 month bump proudly popped.

“But I just wanted some cookies n’ I didn’t want to wake you, you’ve just gotten home Chris” She argued setting the cookies onto the cold marble counter, watching her husband aggressively open the fridge and pull out the carton.

“Y/n you know that I would go above and beyond for you, I don’t care if i’ve just ran across the world twice, I don’t want you on your own out there” He grumbled pouring out the last of the milk before throwing the carton into the recycling trash bin, his face still slightly red from when he was really angry when Y/n first came in.

“I’m sorry Chrissy” Y/n pouted tugging on her husband’s shirt, to no avail, he instead handed her the glass of milk and opened her cookies for her.

“Nope i’m allowed to be angry for at least 20 more minutes” He groaned walking to the other side of the kitchen, putting away the stuff he had brought out. Y/n felt herself smile slightly when she got this amazing idea, that same morning she had seen tiktok trends of girlfriends flashing their boyfriends during an argument.

“Ya know I still can’t believe you did that-“

With his back turned away from her, Y/n put her hair behind her shoulders, “Chris look here” She said, immediately pulling up his shirt she was wearing, revealing both of her now swollen breasts to him.

Chris' eyes just widened and his mouth opened in shock, his sentence lost in his throat as a small smile slowly found its way onto his face.

“Ya can’t jus' do that bunny, that isn’t fair” He groaned, his teeth biting onto his bottom lip to keep his smile small. His eyes following her as she pulled down his shirt to cover herself up again, smirking to herself she turned to face her treats once again, knowing she had won.

“Hm well are you still mad at me?” She asked,

“God no, are ya kiddin? Just saw my wife’s tits” He laughed walking over, picking up one of Y/n's cookies, and dipping it in milk before feeding it to her. His heart going a thousand miles an hour when he saw her wiggle in her seat, enjoying one of her many midnight snacks which had become a daily routine now.

“Baby can you get some marshmallows?”

“I don’t know bunny, might be too-“

Before Chris could protest again, Y/n had pulled up her shirt again, Chris' eyes falling to her chest causing him to sigh.

“No honey, it’s not gonna work twice in a row in one night” He groaned closing his eyes and shaking his head,

“Not even if I let ya touch them?” She teased giving him a little shake of her chest,

“I-Uh damn okay fine, but it’s gotta be a long one ok?”

“Fine by me baby” Y/n smiled watching her husband grab the mallows, he gave her one hell of a wet kiss before passing over her newly acquired marshmallows. His eyes trained on the globes under her shirt,

“Honey-“

“Just touch them”

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f0point5 · 1 year

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Your eyes look like (being at) home

Part 47 of the Max Verstappen x bestfriend!reader social media au

A/N: Folks…let me cook. ;) sorry I’m posting so late I thought I was going to do an Abu Dhabi bonus part today but nope for various reasons lol maybe tomorrow. Hope you enjoy this part!

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buckyalpine · 9 months

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This is just angry ranting: Every so often I’ll get a comment on my work irritated, annoyed or unhappy with the way I’ve written a character and for the most part I try to not let it bother me.

For the most part.

However.

You can take your unprecedented advice and shove that shit right up your fuckin ass. I don’t want your negativity here. Im not looking for your feed back. This is my work, my writing, written according to how I see fit. This is not the sharing circle where I’ve asked for you to tell me what the reader or other person should be like. I didn’t say feedback is always welcome cause it isn’t.

You find a plot confusing? Please tell me! Is the formatting hard to follow? I’d absolutely love to know. You’re not a fan of a characters personality?

Nope. No. Fuck off. I don’t want to hear it.

Especially when you comment like a fucking asshole, being rude as hell.

I’m well aware I’m posting on a public platform form which welcomes just about anyone to comment but I’m not catering my work to you or what you like.

Don’t like it? Don’t fucking read it. I only have so much patience reading blogs dedicated to shitting on certain tropes/kinks, complaining about how they don’t get it.

You don’t have to fucking get it. No one is asking you to get it.

Should there be some boundaries? 100%. But getting pissy because my character is too much of a push over? Or you wanted the guy to feel remorseful for his actions and the justice wasn’t good enough

Don’t tell me to deal with your shit. Don’t tell me to not get offended when you decided to take time out of your day to wander into a place that was clearly not meant for you whatsoever.

You shut the fuck up. You take your ass where you’re more comfortable and where you can read posts that make you happy. Don’t read my shit and then bitch about it here.

“Just block me if you don’t like it”

“You’re posting on a public page, anyone can comment what they like”

No you fucking dumb cunt, YOU stay off my page if YOU don’t like it. I’m sick of your shit. It’s fucking fanfiction. You’re sitting here crying about morales and ethics and how the character is such a push over. FAN FICTION. half of this shit I write while I’m still in a bathrobe, please just get the fuck out.

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babydollmarauders · 10 months

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 17)

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y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 WE ARE SO BACK, BABIES!!

your mighty lil hell raisers won 5-2 tonight against the flightless birds, and SURPRISE!! I WAS THERE!!

what a happy “welcome back to Pitt” to my lovely former-bumblebee-color-wearing bestie, Johnny Rockets!

i’m so proud of all of our goal scorers tonight, one of which is not pictured because he wouldn’t let me order a drink at dinner last night (*cough* Bratter *cough*)!

it was also AMAZING to see my sweet Edward Cullen again, you can see in the fourth photo how much he missed me! doesn’t he look positively overjoyed?!

oh, and: p.s. that one player, number 87 on the penguins? yeah he got a penalty. HA! don’t trip my boys, Sidney. i know where you sleep.

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user19 IS THIS WHAT THE CROSBY HATTY THING LAST RECAP WAS ABOUT?! SHE WAS HINTING THAT SHE WAS COMING TO THIS GAME?!

naterbastian that’s a blurry pic

y/ndevils00 hop off my dick, nathan

naterbastian no

y/ndevils00 NO?!

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 how do i solve this?

dawson1417 maybe you could take less blurry pictures? i’m not sure about this one tbh

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 USELESS!

dawson1417 oh :(

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 WAIT NO! I’M SORRY! I DIDN’T MEAN IT! YOU’RE MY BESTEST FRIEND AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! EVEN MORE THAN JOHN

john.marino97 HELLO?! I’M RIGHT HERE?!

y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 oh hi John!

user35 DID Y/N JUST THREATEN SIDNEY CROSBY?!

user99 I FEAR THIS IS WHEN SHE GETS FIRED

holtz_10 why is Crosby pictured?

ryangraves27 what i look is terrified because i didn’t even know you were in town

y/ndevils00 it was a surprise!! were you surprised?!

ryangraves27 did he know you were coming?

y/ndevils00 nope! showed up at his house like “BOO!”

user01 who the hell are they talking about?

jackhughes i’m glad the team won and i’m glad you’ve had fun, can you come home now?

y/ndevils00 aww you miss me 🥹

jackhughes yeah, sure, but also, LSH has chewed through my phone charger, has been scratching at the couch, and bit Nico’s hand

y/ndevils00 i put her in charge of keeping the house in order while i’m gone. sounds like she’s doing great!

jackhughes i’m a human and she’s a cat??

y/ndevils00 she’s also smarter than you, my love

jackhughes did you just call me dumb?

y/ndevils00 oh my sweet, sweet himbo, i love you to pluto and back

jackhughes um, yeah, i love you too, dove

holtz_10 hello??? why is Crosby pictured??

y/ndevils00 shhh i ignore stupid questions

jesperbratt i didn’t want you to get drunk, please don’t hold it against me

y/ndevils00 aww okay 🥺 i’m sorry for leaving you out of the post, thank you for looking out for me!

jackhughes how do you do it?!

jesperbratt @/jackhughes i’m cute 🤷🏼‍♂️

jackhughes oh fuck off Bratter, obviously i’m cute too, i’m her boyfriend

curtislazar95 WE WON

y/ndevils00 YOU WON!! I’M SO PROUD OF YOU FOR NOT MAKING US LOSERS ANYMORE

curtislazar95 thank you?? i think??

y/ndevils00 YOU’RE WELCOME!!

y/ndevils00 notice how we win when @/tmeier96 isn’t playing… it’s cause he called me a bitch and the universe has my back

tmeier96 if i could insult you, you would be so sad right now

y/ndevils00 hmm but you CAN’T insult me! because i’m perfect!

tmeier96 actually it’s because after tuesday nights comments, Jack threatened to slap-shot a puck to my face if i insult you again

y/ndevils00 awww @/jackhughes that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever threatened for me 🥹🫶

jackhughes do people often threaten others for you?

y/ndevils00 of course?? i’m lovable and everyone i know wants me to be protected and loved!

tmeier96 well… i highly doubt EVERYONE you know…

y/ndevils00 watch it, Meier!

user56 idk, thats two posts in a row with Sidney Crosby… i’m starting to get suspicious

user13 i wanna know who the mysterious “he” is that they keep discussing!

user07 same! like, is it the same “he” every time?! and if so, if she showed up at his house, does that mean he lives in Pitt?

user22 all i’m saying is it’s suspicious and she better not be cheating on Jack

user91 @/user22 oh please! not only is she obviously head over heels for Jack, but if she were to cheat, i highly doubt everyone on the team, including Jack, would know and openly discuss him on a public platform

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mymoodwriting · 2 years

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Request for Anon (Yandere Sugar Daddy NCT U) 9k, assault, verbal assault, physical assault, slut-shaming, public humiliation, bullying, name calling, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, penetration, blowjob, handjob, creampie, gang bang, breeding, pregnancy scare, forced pregnancy, non-con, kidnapping, yandere, bad ending, blatant disregard for womens reproductive rights

“Leave me the fuck alone!”

This wasn’t the first time you had answered the phone in such a manner. Screaming into the little speaker, hoping to blow out the eardrum of the annoying caller, and then hanging up. It was a very frustrating ordeal.

“Damn girl, what’s your problem?”

“It’s nothing, Mina. Just trying to get my point across.”

“Is someone bothering you?”

“Bingo.”

“Then why haven’t you blocked their number?”

“Oh I have, but obviously they still know mine. So whenever I get a call from a random number, I answer by screaming.”

“And how long have you been doing that for?”

“Uh… a little over a week now.”

“Seriously? And they still haven’t gotten the message?”

“Nope.”

“You know, what if those calls are important?”

“I don’t have any jobs or internships or anything that I’m waiting to hear back on, so it’s highly unlikely that’s the case.”

“Maybe you should change your number.”

“That would mean spending money I don’t have.”

“Really? Says the girl who has paid her tuition in full and doesn’t owe a penny in student debt. All because of some mystery job she won’t tell me about or share!”

“Well, you know me.”

“Yeah, I do.”

You and Mina were close friends, having met here at Uni your freshman year and sticking together through it all. Now you were at the start of your final semester, ready for one last ride before starting a new chapter of your life. Of course the campus was jammed back as new students were moving in, and freshmen were trying to navigate this new place and find their classes. It was a really beautiful day too, and you had yet to start any of your classes, so you were in a pretty good mood. You knew you probably wouldn’t feel the same by the end of the day, but it was best to make the most of it now. That is until you were suddenly yanked back, and came face to face with someone you really didn’t want to see.

“You’re such a fucken bitch.”

Jeno’s words dripped with venom. To say he was pissed would be an understatement. He was also the last person you wanted to see right now.

“What the hell are you doing here!”

“Why aren’t you answering our calls?”

“Oh, I am answering. I just don’t wanna hear what you have to say!”

“That’s not solely for you to decide!”

“Yes, it is. If I want to end things, I can, and I have.”

“Without a proper explanation? You’re kidding, right?”

“Does it sound like I am?”

“You’re being ridiculous.”

“Leave. Before I call security.”

“We are not leaving until we talk.”

“We?”

You heard it then, the terribly familiar sound of a car engine, two car engines to be specific. You looked over and saw the vehicles pulling up, two gentlemen exiting each one, and making their way over to you. In the moment you attempted to run off, but Jeno grabbed your arm and dragged you towards them.

“There she is.” Ten teased. “Where ya been hiding love?”

“Fuck off! I want nothing to do with you! Any of you!”

“Yeah, we got your text. Now explain yourself.”

“What’s there to explain? I’m breaking up with you, period.”

“See that’s the thing.” Johnny grabbed your chin and forced your eyes to meet. “Where did that silly idea come from?”

“My head. Or is that too hard to comprehend.”

“Easy now, princess. You’re begging for punishment if you keep acting like this.”

“I’m not playing any games here.” You pulled away from Johnny. “We’re done, now leave.”

“That’s hardly an explanation.” Jaehyun hissed. “Do the last four years mean nothing to you?”

“Are you really all that dumb? Our relationship was just an exchange of goods and services, nothing more.”

“Is that so?”

“I’ve told you all about my dreams and aspirations for the future before. When did I ever include you in them?”

Yuta scoffed. “So you really just whored yourself out to us for four years so we could pay your tuition? And now that it’s all been paid off, you’re done with us?”

“Bingo. Maybe you’re not that stupid.”

“This was all just a fucken game to you?” Jeno yelled. “Four years?! A fucken game!”

“Not like you ever made a serious move, did you now? Any of you for that matter. So don’t come bitching to me about a broken heart or broken promises. It’s not my fault you caught feelings when I wasn’t sending you any fucken signals.”

“Yeah? What about all the nights out? The dinners, the trips, the clothes and accessories?”

“Dinners, and trips, you invited me out on. I never asked to go anywhere. As for the clothes and other stuff, that’s all at your place, isn’t it? I never kept any of the fancy expensive stuff you got me, did I? Nor did I ask for anything. I owe you nothing. You got what you paid for, more than that actually, but I’m fine leaving things as they are.”

Your words had certainly stunned them into silence. And you also meant everything you said. It was certainly fun to be with them, to get a little slice of that kinda life, even if it was just for a while. You knew it wouldn’t last though, and that’s the mentality you kept, the one that kept you from falling for them. They were just rich guys wanting someone to mess around with, and now that their no-strings attached fuck buddy had left them, they were panicking. You said your peace, having to spell it all out for them. It was good to get it off your chest though, and with that you’d make you exit. Or at least that was the idea.

As you turned around to leave, you felt a hand grab your arm and yank you back with enough force to drop you to the ground. You couldn’t get back up as they surrounded you. By then your whole argument had been noticed and a crowd of students and faculty had gathered around. Having this conversation out in the open was already embarrassing, and all the attention was making it worse. Although they were about to increase that exponentially.

“Whore.” Jaehyun spat. “Any money spent on you was clearly a waste. The only way you could think about getting through uni was to spread your legs. I bet you slept around with your professors too.”

“Excuse me!”

“Do you even have any brains?” Yuta questioned. “Or are you just playing pretend so you can wear a cap and gown, and show off some piece of paper.”

“Fucken-”

You tried to get up but Jeno got his foot on your chest, pinning you down. You struggled to get him off, but he was putting all his weight on you. When your eyes met him you could see he was still pissed, and if possible, he was way more enraged now.

“You found someone else to spread your legs for, didn’t you!” Jeno yelled. “Whoring yourself out for whoever can benefit you the most!”

“Get off of me!”

“Why? Don’t you like having men on top of you?” Johnny kicked dirt at you. “Fucken slut.”

“Ya!”

“Just do what you do best.”

Yuta and Ten started yanking your legs apart, and you kicked and screamed at them. Although you stopped when Jeno put more weight on you and you struggled to breath. You were clawing at his leg, but he was relentless.

“What’s going on here!”

Two officers from campus security approached and all the boys stepped back. Jeno moved away and you took in a deep breath, sitting up and coughing a bit.

“We’re leaving.” Ten smiled. “No need for an escort.”

“Hold on now, you can’t-”

“Just let them go.” You spoke. “I’m not gonna make a big deal out of this.”

The officers didn’t do anything more, and so the boys walked off. Soon enough you heard those damn engines again, but you didn’t dare look over at them. For a moment after they were gone everything remained quiet and still, and then Mina came over to help you stand, the crowds starting to disperse.

“What the hell was all that?”

“Remember when I told you I got a sugar daddy…”

“Yeah, daddy, as in one, not five! Also, I didn’t believe you.”

“Well I wasn’t lying.”

“Clearly. And you couldn’t share any of them?”

“They’re not exactly easy to deal with.”

“Is that why you’d always ditch me? Disappear on weekends? Why we couldn’t ever really share a meal together? You were off with them.”

“Yeah…”

“You really are stupid.”

“Ya!”

“Girl, when did you ever have time for yourself? Or anyone else in your life who was actually important? Here I thought you were just so focused on studying and busy working to pay off your tuition. I wasn’t wrong on the latter, but still.”

“Are you... mad at me?”

“No, not really. Just processing out loud... you did tell me about this, somewhat, I just didn’t think you were for real.”

“I know. If you had told me the same thing I wouldn’t have believed you either.”

“But you’re really done with them now?”

“Yup. I didn’t think they’d throw such a fit though.”

“A fit? I’d call that harassment, and assault. Shouldn’t you press charges?”

“There’s no point. They’d get good lawyers, and it’d just be a waste of my time. I don’t want anything to do with them anymore, so I’ll let it go.”

“Fine, but you are getting a new number after class. Got it?”

“Yeah.”

That morning certainly killed the mood, but you went about your day trying to make the best of it. Of course your chest hurt pretty bad, but nothing some quick pain killers couldn’t deal with. Like you had promised, after all your classes, you and Mina went to change your number. Then you went about the grueling task of messaging friends and family to let them know you had a new number.

“Shall we go out for ice cream? You know, since you’re free now.”

“I could use something sweet.”

You knew there would still be issues. If they made such a big show at your campus, who knows what else would happen if you met out on the streets. With that in mind you didn’t go anywhere off campus alone, and you didn’t visit any of their favorite places or usual hangouts. You thought you had it figured out, but there was something you couldn’t avoid. Everyone else.

Word spread fast about that day. About how a girl got harassed by five guys, and all the slurs and insults that they threw her way. A few days later everyone seemed to know your name, and had an idea of the type of person you were. When you went to class all the others would purposely sit away from you, only Mina ever sat next to you. Then there were the whispers and chuckles. Every time you raised your hand to ask a question there was always some comment about you sleeping around with the professor. Regardless of who it was. It was frustrating, but you just pushed through. Although Mina certainly wanted to pick a fight with everyone.

“Just let it go.”

“How are you so okay with this?”

“I’m not, but it’ll die down eventually. As long as I don’t engage with them I won’t add fuel to the fire. So don’t pay them any attention.”

“They are slut-shaming you and saying all kinds of shit.”

“And I just have to make it through this semester. After that I can move forward and really build my life. I’m not gonna let some idiots who have nothing better to do ruin that. Besides, I’m sure they’re all just jealous I could actually get a Sugar Daddy, and five at that.”

“You’re not wrong there. Those people don’t just throw money at anyone.”

“I appreciate you ready to fight for me, but this ain’t worth it.”

Mina sighed. “Fine, but if you ever wanna start swinging, just let me know.”

“Will do.”

🖤

You were right, in part. The teasing did die down, and you could go about your life like normal, but there were still a handful of dicks who found things funny. And one ballsy little fucker who decided to go a step further. As one of your classes ended, and you were gathering your things, another of your peers accidentally spilled their drink all over you.

“Oh shit, my bad. You must be used to getting soaked though.”

That bastard and his friends snickered to themselves. You knew everyone got the joke, some chuckling too, but of course no one was gonna say anything or take your side. So you just did your best to clean your face, and then whipped around to look at your attacker. Of course it was a boy and his friends, although he got quiet now that you were staring at him dead on.

“Your mistake, right?”

“Yeah. I can be clumsy, you know.”

“Right. So then just pay up and we can call it even.”

“Huh?”

“You said it was your mistake. So pay for it.” You held out your hand. “I think a hundred dollars should cover my hair and clothes.”

“A hundred dollars? You play around with some rich boys and now you think you’re worth all that?”

“So you’re not gonna pay me?”

“Fuck that.”

“Fine then, but we are gonna call it even.”

“What?”

Without missing a beat you swung at him and clocked him right in the face. He fell back onto his friends, and you noticed a bit of blood from his nose.

“My mistake. I guess we’re even now.”

“You bitch!”

Not once in your academic career have you ever wound up in the principal’s office, this was the student dean’s office, so not the same but still. You had no problems with words, but things getting physical was crossing a line, and you weren’t going to sit still. You were still drying off as you sat in the dean’s office, listening to that jerk go off about how you were a monster and whatever. You weren’t going to apologize until he did, but that was definitely not gonna happen when his parents walked in. You couldn’t believe he actually called for help like this, and now they were demanding your expulsion. That someone violent like you shouldn’t be at such a place.

“Are you kidding? Are you even looking at me? Your son started this, and couldn’t apologize or pay up for his mistake!”

“A mistake isn’t met with physical violence!”

“He started it!”

“Please, everyone calm down.” The dean spoke. “We can resolve this without yelling.”

“I want that girl expelled.”

“That seems a little too-”

“Do you know how much we give to this school so-”

The conversation stopped short as the door opened. You couldn’t imagine who else would join this conversation. When you looked back your eyes went wide, and you stood up.

“Sit down, baby.” Johnny said. “We’ll get you cleaned up later.”

“How-”

“Who the hell are you gentlemen?!”

“Y/n’s sponsors.” Jaehyun smiled. “We heard there was a commotion involving her, and by the state she is in, I’m not very happy. What is being done to remedy this?”

“She hasn’t apologized for hitting my son!”

“Has he apologized for his actions?”

“Exactly who are you to be making such demands?”

“Ah, right. I’ve not introduced myself. I’m Jung Jaehyun. These are my friends, Nakamoto Yuta, Johnny Suh, Lee-”

“I know those names…”

“Good. Then apologize before you’re buried.”

“Excu-”

“Or shall this be resolved outside this room?” Ten smiled. “I have no problem doing it that way too. I might actually prefer it.”

You didn’t care much for an apology, you got to punch the fucker in the face, but getting one was the cherry on top. You didn’t apologize either and the situation was left at that. Now that you had a moment you wanted to go clean up, and the boys wound up dragging you into a gender neutral bathroom. Johnny locked the door, and leaned against it, guaranteeing privacy. You were ready to start screaming and fighting but Yuta turned the sink on, getting the water warm and grabbing paper towels. They weren’t saying anything, and you could silently be grateful for that. You washed up your hair, using the hand dryer to dry it off as best you could. Jeno gave you his jacket afterwards since your shirt was still dirty.

“Alright, what the fuck do you want?”

“We owe you an apology.” Yuta said. “For everything.”

“Go on then.”

“We’re sorry we attacked you the way we did that day.” Jeno began. “We were out of line and completely in the wrong for that.”

“Assholes. You know this is all your fault right? Everyone keeps calling me names because of you! And this was the first time someone dared to take it a step further.”

“We never meant-”

“Then what did you think was gonna happen when you screamed out that I was a whore in the middle of campus?”

“…”

“Good try, I guess.”

“You were right.” Ten admitted. “Four years is a lot of time, and yet throughout it all you never made a move to suggest you wanted anything more from us than attention and money. We never did anything to give you the impression that we wanted more from you either. I’m sure if we had, you would have said something sooner. So you were right, we had no reason to act the way we did. We’ve been seeing each other for a long time and you broke it off so suddenly. Our judgment became clouded, and we let rage overtake us when we should have been better. We can’t simply undo what we did, but we are sincerely sorry for our actions.”

“Hm… was it really that hard to take a moment and reflect?”

“Yeah…” Jaehyun added. “We’ve had such good times together, it was hard to believe you’d just leave us like that… but why was it so sudden? Why didn’t you just talk to us?”

“I… I wasn’t entirely sure how… we weren’t really boyfriend and girlfriend… and it’s not like we had agreed to anything specifically when we started this whole… thing… all I could think of was a break up text… I also didn’t think you’d explode at me the way you did… I mean, I always thought you had girls lined up that you played with or whatever… I didn’t think you’d care that much…”

“Well, as you can see… we care a lot…”

“Yeah… how did you even know I was in trouble?”

“We might have… been paying someone in the administrative office to keep tabs on you for us…”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah.” Johnny commented. “We’ve practically been with you throughout your whole academic career. You’re a good student, so we never imagined you’d get into any kind of trouble, but just to be safe. It worked out for us in the end. We’ve been wanting to talk to you, to apologize, we just didn’t really know how to approach you.”

“I see.”

“Which brings us to our other point. Do you think we can do this properly?”

“Do what?”

“We understand that you don’t see us in your future, but can we at least end things on a good note? We’ve been with you for four years now… we were all kinda hoping to see you graduate you know…”

“What exactly are you suggesting here?”

“One last dinner… one last trip…” Yuta mumbled. “That kinda stuff… let us see this to the end. We can just be another part of your Uni days and nothing more.”

“Hm…”

“Can you at least give us that kinda closure?”

You weren’t really sure how you felt about all this. You had already cut them out of your life, but they were clearly still hanging on. At least they had apologized, and did help you back there in the dean’s office. Truth was the way you handled things wasn’t all that great either. You had been worried that if you just talked to them they’d find some way to convince you to stick around, but that really wasn’t your life plan. Now they understood that, so maybe things could end differently. You also didn’t want to part ways with them on a bad note.

“Just until graduation?”

“We really wanna see you with that cap and gown.” Jeno admitted. “You’ll look so gorgeous.”

“Alright, we can somewhat continue as we were, but after my graduation, we’re done. Understood?”

“Got it.”

“Can we take you out to lunch then?” Ten asked. “Since you’re done with classes for the day.”

“You know my schedule too?”

“We were trying to figure out a way to talk to you…”

“Fine, let me just go change clothes first. I’ll meet you at my usual pick up spot?”

“That works for us.”

🖤

It had been a while since you last hung out with the boys, so there was a bit of awkwardness. At least this was just lunch to ease back into things. They took you to one of their usual spots, getting a private room and ordering your favorites.

“So, you really just clocked him in the face, huh?”

“He could have paid up. I wasn’t going to let him do that without consequence.”

“Good on you.” Yuta cheered. “Although tryna get you kicked out, that’s ridiculous.”

“I can’t believe he called his parents. Such a momma’s boy.”

“Says the sugar baby.”

“I didn’t call you to come save my ass.”

“Ah, so you agree.” Johnny teased. “We did save you?”

“Well… I wasn’t entirely sure how I was gonna deal with that just yet…”

“We saved you. It’s okay to admit that.”

“You guys just wanna brag to my face.”

“Is that so wrong?” Jeno teased. “Maybe you can shut me up with a reward.”

“You think you deserve a reward?”

“Don’t I?”

“Hm… what did you have in mind?”

“I have been missing you a lot.”

“Really? You? Or is it someone else?”

“Huh?”

Jeno had been at your side, and he was leaning in close asking for his reward. Now that you were teasing him back you leaned in too. You placed a hand between his legs, slowly moving it closer to his crotch. After breaking the ice, it was kinda easy to slip back into old dynamics. Besides, maybe you had missed something about them too.

“Oh… you want a reward out of this too, huh?”

“I’ve been good, haven’t I?”

“Easy now.” Jaehyun pulled you away from Jeno. “We’re just having lunch today, baby. Besides, are you still taking the pills?”

You sighed. “I stopped taking them when we parted ways.”

“Then we should probably get you back on them before we start playing. Don’t you think?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“We still have some.” Ten offered. “They should work just fine, right?”

“It shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Excellent. I’ll throw in a pregnancy test or two, just to be safe.”

“Seriously?”

“Well, you took a break from the pill, just a precaution.”

“Fair.”

Things weren’t exactly like before. They were more respectful of your time. Before they’d always be calling, wanting every moment of free time you had. They’d pick you up Friday night from school, keep you to themselves all weekend most of the time. You only ever got a pass during exam time, and when you had the guts to ask for a break. Usually you didn’t, not wanting to upset them and possibly lose out on your tuition money. It was exhausting, but it was all for a better life. At least that’s what you told yourself. This time around they were more like friends, checking in on you, and asking how you were doing.

They definitely wanted to see you, but on your own terms. So occasionally you’d go out for lunch, maybe dinner, but nothing too extravagant, as you knew they were gonna go all out for the last trip and dinner. At least with these little outings they always brought you back to campus unlike before where you’d spent the night with them until Sunday afternoon. Things were better this way, kinda making you wish the last four years had been like this too. Although you were actually surprised when they brought up the last trip.

“Spring break?”

“Yeah. Let’s have a blast and unwind before you give it your all for graduation.”

“Uh… well… the thing is…”

“You don’t like it?” Johnny questioned.

“I had already made plans with my friends for spring break… and I thought you’d want to go out on a trip like after my finals…”

“Ah, right. You didn’t intend for us to still be in your life by now.”

“Then how about we split it.” Yuta suggested. “First half of your break, you hang out with your friends. For the second half, we get you all to ourselves.”

“Hm… switch it.”

“Huh?”

“You get the first half, my friends get the second half.”

“How come?”

“Cause you guys can switch your plans around easily, my friends can’t.”

“Fair. So we’ll pick you up Monday morning?” Jeno asked. “Or can we come get you Friday night?”

“Oh, wanna kick things off early?”

“If you can handle it.”

“Sure. I’ll pack some things after my class.”

“Can’t wait.”

Even if you were acting cool, you were excited for this trip. They always treated you so well, spoiled you like a princess. This wasn’t gonna be any different. They had been modest so far, but now was their chance to do things like back then. They picked you up in a party bus, starting off strong with drinks, and congratulating you on your midterm exams. Of course karaoke and good food followed, and you were out celebrating until early hours of the morning. Somehow you all made it back to the penthouse sweet. You had a few more drinks before you made it to bed, half dressed with the boys piled around you.

The morning was a hangover times six, although some of them had it worse than you. Thankfully breakfast was brought up, and hangover cures, so you just had to get up and put food in your mouth. When that failed Johnny was more than happy to feed you, the one of the bunch that could really handle their liquor. You also needed to get yourself together. The party had only just begun, not to mention all the plans you had with your friends later on in the week. For now though, you just needed to make it through breakfast.

“Had a little too much?”

“I’m good…”

“Your face says otherwise.”

“What’s it telling you?”

“You wanna throw up?”

“I don’t want a bad taste in my mouth.”

“Then some ice cream to help soothe your throat.”

“Ice cream for breakfast?” Jaehyun questioned. “Isn’t that a bad idea?”

“This week is all about bad ideas.”

“So what’s on the agenda for today?” You asked. “More drinks?”

“We want you sober for all the memories we are gonna make. So no more drinks, is that okay?”

“Just fine.”

“Good. We were thinking of some tourist attractions, and some trips to the museums.”

“Jellyfish!”

“Yes. The aquarium is on the list.”

“Awesome!”

Once you were all better you headed out, taking a limo into town. You had a chance to relax now that you were on break, and really take it all in. This was one of the last times you’d be around here, planning to go home after graduation. The whole day honestly made you feel like a child, indulging in everything you wanted to do or eat. To many you looked like a little sister with her brothers, or maybe just a lucky girl with her friends, but either way, you were glad you didn’t attract any negative attention. Some did recognize the boys, but that never became a problem, so you had nothing to worry about.

You got to have lunch in the aquarium, watching all the fishes swim, almost feeling like you were in the water with them. The penguins were great too, and the jellyfish, and dolphins. You totally walked out with two or three plushies. For dinner this time you returned to the hotel, having some quality food, but as said before no drinking. Jeno and Yuta still felt the need to embarrass you and make a toast to your health and success in school. They even had a dessert brought out with a candle to once again congratulate you on surviving midterms. Although once back in the suite you better understood why there was a drinking ban.

As soon as you set foot in the penthouse Johnny picked you up in his arms, taking you to the bedroom. He saw you down and laid you back, his hand caressing your cheek. You could feel one of the others getting your shoes off, and you knew where this was going. It had been a while, but you had been waiting for this. Besides all the attention and money, there was another benefit to having five sugar daddies. No one could ever take care of you the way you did. Johnny leaned down to kiss your lips, his hands reaching down to your shirt, although you stopped him.

“I don’t think you asked permission.”

“I’m not asking tonight, baby.”

“No?”

“You have any idea how bad you’ve been?”

“Me?”

“Breaking up with us.” Jeno hissed into your ear. “Hiding away and trying to leave.”

“I thought we-”

“Sh, unless you wanna cause more trouble.”

“Tonight you’re gonna give us everything we are owed.” Yuta added. “So you better take it all with a smile on your face.”

Suddenly Johnny had your hands pinned above your head as Jeno pulled up your shirt. He reached over to unhook your bra and push it up, exposing your breasts. He kneaded them for a moment and you bit your lip. His hands were cold, but he knew how you liked his touch. Then you felt hands getting you out of your skirt. The second your panties were exposed there was a hand grabbing your crotch.

“It did always hurt that you never invited us back to your dorm.” Ten commented. “Didn’t want you getting exposed to your roommate?”

“She knew… about our arrangement… sort of…”

“I didn’t say you could speak, baby.” Ten slapped your inner thigh. “Bad girl.”

You bit your lip, instinctively trying to close your legs but Ten pulled them apart. The boys stripped you out of your clothes, leaving your panties on for the time being. Jaehyun had taken to holding down your arms as Johnny started kissing down your chest, Ten’s hand squeezing your thighs. Yuta and Jeno were already shedding articles of clothing, getting you all the more excited.

“You’ve been a good girl and taking the pills we gave you, right?” Jaehyun asked, and you nodded. “Good. So we can have all kinds of fun tonight.”

For as long as you had been with them, you had always taken the pill. They didn’t always take you raw, but it was better to be safe than sorry. You were also glad they didn’t play around with that kinda thing, wanting to be safe with you even if they were gonna fill you up to the brim with their seed. Tonight was going to be no different, you figured they’d be desperate to do so. Even if they wanted to tease, they couldn’t help themselves for too long. Soon enough you were all naked, and you were getting attacked with kisses from all angles.

“Who’s first?”

“The eldest.”

They still cared to make sure you were nice and wet, Johnny stretching you out a good way before giving you everything. It had been so long for you too, abstaining from sex to focus on your studies. You also hadn’t slept with anyone else but them for four years, and weren’t entirely sure how to get laid anymore. Even if it hurt at first, your body was quick to remember this familiar stretch, and feeling. Johnny hadn’t forgotten your body though, doing everything just right, doing it just how you liked it. Not to mention the others knew what to do while waiting their turn. Playing with your tits, stealing kisses, rubbing your clit, using your hands or mouth to warm up. You were gonna wear yourself out long before them, and they really loved when you became putty in their hands.

Even with all the distractions you couldn’t ignore Johnny as he was the one pounding into you. He was always so rough and precise with his movements, hitting your sweet spot just right. Of course you had been getting yourself off in your dorm, but nothing could compare to one of them taking you over to the edge. You could tell when Johnny got close, he got sloppy and so desperate, trying to hold out to make it all last, but spilling inside you was just as rewarding. The warm feeling between your legs was already making you head spin, but you knew Johnny lost a bit of his touch if he didn’t get you off. He wanted another go, but Jaehyun was already shoving him out of the way.

His turn was spent and Jaehyun would take pride in finishing you off. He had no problem slipping into the mess that was becoming of your cunt, eager to add to the mix. Of course Johnny wanted to give you a taste too, having you use your tongue to clean him up. If you had taken him all at once you probably would have choked as Jaehyun was giving you everything. He was making it very obvious he had a lot of pent up frustrations he was taking out on you. If he made you feel this good, you wouldn’t mind him holding off more often. Although he wasn’t gonna get the satisfaction of making you cum either as Jeno started playing with your clit, pushing you over to the edge before Jaehyun was even close.

You squeezed Jaehyun tight, feeling as you were leaking out cum, your head thrown back as your mouth hung open in bliss. You vaguely heard Jaehyun scolding the other boy for taking what was his, but it wasn’t so bad if he got to fuck you while you were so sensitive. He moved with your climax, trying to keep you riding that high for as long as you could, but as you started to come down he got relentless. You couldn’t help but whimper, but that wasn’t gonna make him go any easy. In his own desperation he got close, unable to hold back before cumming inside you, making you overflow.

“Such a messy slut, taking two cocks so well.”

“Let’s make it three.”

Jeno wanted to go next, but Ten kicked him off. He stuck two fingers into your mess, swearing cum on your belly, and then sticking the digits in your mouth.

“How’s that taste?”

He swirled his fingers around before pulling them out with a pop. He could be real mean, playing with you when he wasn’t even filling you up. Your whimpers were adorable to him, especially when you got needy enough to start shaking your hips. Now you were begging, and he was happy to give you what you wanted.

“Whore.”

Hearing those words outside the bedroom certainly wasn’t fun, but in the bedroom, even if it was said with the same level of vileness, you’d happily accept it. Four years, the same five dicks, you were certainly a whore for them. Ten was certainly on the more elegant side, working you over along with him, knowing how to get you on his level so you’d both climax together. Even being a little out of practice with your body, he could still play you like an instrument. He always held your hands when he had his way with you, wanting more than just your cunt to squeeze him tight, he wanted to feel the rest of your body shake. You’ve left him with marks before, and he’d happily welcome them now.

“At a girl, still know who owns you.”

You swear you saw white when he made you cum, drool slipping down your face. It was only your second orgasm, but you knew they could get more out of you. As many as they pleased. There was a safe word in place, but in all the years you had known them, you never used it. They seemed to know your limits as well as you did. Before you could even properly come down Jeno was already kissing at your chest, sucking on your nipples as he edged himself inside. The noise that was heard as he pushed aside everyone else’s seed to get in, an all too familiar sound you did quite enjoy to hear.

“You’re already so full, baby, can you take more?”

“Yes…”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

These sheets were gonna need to be thrown out when you were all done. You were already creating such a mess, and it wasn’t much compared to other nights. At least not yet. Jeno was practically digging into you, pushing in as cum came out. They had all had their turns before, being first or last or in the middle, so they wouldn’t complain about what stage they got to you. There were five of them after all, so they had to be good about sharing. Jeno was eager to make you unwind, so he gave you plenty of attention elsewhere. Twirling around your clit with his fingers, seeing it get red and swollen, another hand on your hip, keeping you from escaping him. He did it well enough you came first, already so sensitive, and he soon followed.

You felt so fucken full you swear you were gonna burst, but you were just out of practice. Yuta peppered you with kisses, telling you how well you were doing. His fingers dipped into your sloppy cunt, having you get a taste of it. You certainly didn’t expect him to kiss you after, but they didn’t just play around with you. They had each other after all. You were already so overstimulated and lost, Yuta was kind enough to give you a little break before taking what was rightfully his. He had no problem playing around with your cunt for a while before dipping into the mess. He fit in nicely, having a pretty good idea how to keep you happy despite your state. He was ruthless, just as frustrated as Jaehyun, taking it all out on you and sparking you back to life. You really missed them.

Now either the orgasm or Yuta made you pass out, but either way, you blacked out for a while. When you came to you were lying on the floor with your legs up in the air, clearly having fallen off to the side of the bed. Although Jeno was happily sleeping on your tummy, sighing dreamily and clearly cozy. You giggled at the sight. Sometimes you really did forget they were all close to your age, and yet living such different lives. You let Jeno stay for a while before you realized this position was very uncomfortable. You poked Jeno’s face to make him open his eyes.

“Why didn’t you pick me up? Do you think this is comfortable?”

“You looked cute, almost like you were drunk.”

“But I’m not.”

“Well, maybe not drunk off alcohol.” Jeno giggled and got up. “We were all out of it.”

“Obviously.”

You got up, sitting down properly, well aware that you were leaking cum all over the floor, but that wasn’t for you to worry about now. Some of the others were lying in bed, and you crawled up to join them, pressing lazy kisses to exposed skin. This was all a little break for everyone. The night was still young, and even if you were four orgasms in, it was just one for each of them. They were greedy, and would certainly get what they wanted out of you, whether you were conscious or not. Waking up with a cock inside you wasn’t new, but certainly something you could picture for a night like this.

🖤

You didn’t actually wake up properly until the afternoon. After that you knew the next day would be nothing but a lazy day. Somehow you managed to get up and get into the shower, knowing you needed a deep clean. Although you dozed off until Yuta found you sitting in the tub. He had the energy to join you and help clean you up, which you were grateful for. You returned the favor as well, the two of you the first to eat lunch from room service, waiting around for the others. When you were well enough you stepped out of the penthouse so they could clean up, heading to a park to enjoy the weather and sun.

The rest of your little trip was like that. You had some more fun at night, but not too much. Besides, you’d be going off with your friends, and you didn’t need to be completely worn out. Overall it was a good trip, a good last trip, one you knew you’d never forget. When the time came they dropped you off back at Uni, wishing you well with your friends, asking you to let them know if you needed anything. You thanked them for the adventure, glad you could still have all that. It felt more authentic given that this was really you going out with them as friends, not getting paid for your company.

Of course at some point your friends had to ask about your little trip. Anyone who knew you now knew about your sugar daddies, so there was no point lying about it. You spilled what you were comfortable with, and just enjoyed your time with them. You couldn’t believe this was your last spring break, but you were so happy to have them with you. It was hard to fall asleep Sunday night, knowing what awaited you the next day, but you had enough good memories to get you through the door. So come Monday morning, you weren’t actually dead as you got to class, unlike most of your peers.

The professors weren’t all going to be kind, so it was back to work like before. This was the final stretch for you, focus and study hard, and you’d be graduating. A part of you couldn’t actually believe it, but you had to, you couldn’t fuck this up. So you put a lot off to the side, including the boys. You still texted them, but you couldn’t do any mini dates, and they were very understanding. Even if you were the one working your butt off, they were just as nervous and as excited as you were. Although all that focus distracted you from something that was just as important.

“Holy shit, I’m late.”

“What?”

“I was due like last week. Fuck.”

“Aren’t you on the pill?”

“That’s not foolproof.”

“Fair. Are you sure it isn’t stress though? I’m pretty sure I’ve missed a period or two cause of classes.”

“I don’t think I have before…”

“Well you are gonna graduate in a month. That is if you pass your finals.”

“Don’t fucken jynx it!”

“I’m just saying. You’ve probably never been stressed like this before. Athletes wind up not having a period for months cause of the stress they’re under.”

“I’m not a professional athlete.”

“Then go buy a pregnancy test and see if one of your sugar daddies is gonna be a father.”

“I wouldn’t fucken tell them. We’ve always been careful.”

“Then it’s just the stress. Problem solved. Also, don’t you have class soon?”

“Fuck. I do. I’ll get a pregnancy test later.”

“Cool, see you later.”

You really didn’t think you’d be pregnant. You were careful, for the last four years, and you were very sexually active. Mina had a point though, you were under a lot of stress with graduation, but you had to be sure. Thankfully instead of buying one you remember the boys had given you some when they got you the pills. After classes you returned and used one of the tests, relieved to see it came out negative. So it really was just stress, and you were quite amazed it could do that to your body. Regardless, that was one less thing to worry about.

To a degree you did feel bad you couldn’t see the boys after spring break, it had been quite a trip considering it was the last, but your academics were important. They wished you luck with finals, and you were ready for the last major exams of your life. You waited anxiously for the results, overjoyed that you had passed, and you were going to graduate. You had to celebrate, doing so with your friends. It was only once things wound down that you called the boys wanting to share the news.

“So, how did it go?”

“I passed… I’m graduating!”

“I knew you could do it.” Jeno cheered. “Our baby is so smart.”

“We’ve got to celebrate.” Johnny added. “Shall we pick you up?”

“I’ve already been partying, and I’m kinda spent. Maybe tomorrow?”

“Nah, it’s okay, you should rest. Don’t drink so much, okay.”

“I haven’t had a drink, can’t risk becoming a drunk mess before I take the stage.”

“Can we take you shopping!” Yuta asked. “Get you a nice dress for graduation?”

“I’d love that actually. Perhaps the one thing you guys can get me that I’ll keep.”

“If we don’t rip it off you.”

“True. Tomorrow then, shopping day.”

“We can’t wait.”

Shopping wasn’t something to make a big deal out of, but how could you all not be excited. You’d be walking across the stage in the outfit you bought today, it had to be perfect. Not to mention the five guys buying it might wanna destroy it later, so you had to get good pictures first.

“We were thinking, after the ceremony, we’d take you out to dinner.”

“The last dinner.”

“Of course.” Ten smiled. “If that’s okay.”

“Yeah. It seems like a fitting end for us.”

“You better not cry.”

“I won’t.”

“Hm, guess we’ll see about that.”

The big day brought on a lot of nerves, you could barely sleep the night before. Although when the sun was up, you and Mina were already getting dolled up, and she loved your outfit.

“You look hot.”

“Thanks.”

“So you really can’t come with me for dinner.”

“I already promised the boys. It’s the last one. Besides, I wanna see what kind of graduation present they get me.”

“Oh, they’ll probably give you a lot of money. Maybe a house.”

“That’d be awesome.”

“You better tell me immediately.”

“I’m sure I won’t be able to keep it a secret from you, so don’t worry.”

Even if you looked stunning, it was mostly hidden by the gown. Still, you looked incredible and you couldn’t believe you had made it to the end. When you headed to the ceremony you looked around taking it all in. Even if you wanted your family there, you knew things had come up so they couldn’t attend. It’s why you were so happy to see the boys, knowing they were there for you. Although they did embarrass you a bit, Jeno and Yuta having a big congratulations sign, the others swinging around noise makers. Of course it dragged to wait for your name, but when it was your turn up on the stage you had the biggest smile, finding the boys in the crowd to show off too.

You had tears in your eyes, so happy that all your efforts hadn’t been in vain. The boys had made their way over to you, embracing you in their arms, congratulating you over and over again. They said your tears were cute, but they were very proud of you. They even had flowers and a graduation bear as a present for you. They wanted pictures too, so you did your best to get rid of the tears and fix your makeup. After celebrating with your other friends and seeing the ceremony to the end you headed off to eat. You weren’t really hungry from all the adrenaline, but it was your last meal with the guys, and a very important one at that.

“You looked so beautiful up there.” Johnny complimented. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. I’m glad you could be there.”

“Us too.”

“So, what did you get me?”

“After you eat.” Ten said. “So be a good girl and have your fill.”

“I’ll burn a hole in your wallet tonight. Just watch.”

“I’d love to see you try.”

There was something so peaceful about this meal, and exciting. They all asked about your plans going forward, what you wanted to do. Of course this was where you’d part ways, but you knew there was always a chance you’d run into each other again. Despite all the good things, you couldn’t help but wonder what your present was. After dessert they finally presented you with a little box. Now your heart was racing. It could be a key to a car or house, or maybe a card to a bank account they had made you. Still, you thanked them all and opened the box. Your smile faltered as you stared at the contents, dumbfounded.

“It’s… it’s a pregnancy test…”

“Surprise!”

“I… I don’t understand…”

“Well, you always talked about your future.” Jaehyun explained. “And how we weren’t a part of that. It really hurt, but you were right. So we figured we should include ourselves in your future.”

“I’m not… following…”

“You’re late, aren’t you?”

“Yes, but I took a pregnancy test already. It came out negative. The stress-”

“The one I gave you was fake.” Ten said. “It’s meant to come out negative.”

“What… what are you…”

“The best way to become a part of your future is for you to have our kid.” Yuta stated. “Of course we’re probably not gonna know which of us is the biological father, unless you had like quintuplets, but we can raise it together.”

“What…”

“Of course we’ll cover all the expenses.” Johnny assured. “So you don’t have to worry about food, or a roof over your head, nothing. We’re gonna be a big happy family now.”

“You’re… you’re lying… you… I’m on the pill!”

“Those were also fake.” Jeno added. “A placebo thing, right? Like sugar.”

“You planned this!”

“How else were we gonna be part of your future?”

“Truth is we always imagined a future with you.” Ten admitted. “After about a year, we realized how great you were, how perfect you were for us. So when you suddenly broke it off, we couldn’t believe it, but you were also right. We never really let you know we wanted you, so that’s on us, but we’ve rectified that now.”

“You’re fucken lying!” You stood up. “You did not get me fucken pregnant!”

“Shall we go confirm that?”

You were furious, and you hated that they were throwing this idea out so casually. You took the pregnancy test and stormed off to the bathroom. They had rented out the whole restaurant, so you didn’t have to worry about anyone else. You nervously used the test, scared to look at the results, but they were clear as day.

“Positive…”

“Congratulations!!!”

The boys had followed you to the bathroom, cheering and letting off confetti poppers. You stayed frozen in shock, trying to process this.

“It’s wrong… the test…”

“You can try again.” Jaehyun threw more pregnancy tests on the floor. “Better to use more than one anyway.”

“You… you…”

“Even if there wasn’t a baby inside you right now.” Yuta explained. “We’d have plenty of time to impregnate you now that you’ve graduated.”

“No… no you’re all fucken nuts…”

You threw the test in the trash and intended to leave, only for Johnny to grab your arm, holding you back. Jeno was all over your belly, grabbing it and making baby noises.

“Easy now, baby. Now that you’re carrying our kid, we gotta take special care of you.”

“I am not having this baby!”

“That’s not up for debate.”

“It’s my body! And you fucken-”

“You think you can just play with us for four years?!” Jaehyun grabbed your chin, making you face him. “Four years, baby doll. That’s a lot of time to fall in love with a beautiful body and the girl that inhabits it. We weren’t playing, and we’re not gonna let you either. Your future is ours.”

“Fuck you! I didn’t consent to this! I’m not-” Jaehyun’s grip got tighter. “Let go…”

“You gotta be careful baby, don’t want you hurting yourself or the kid. We have a nice place picked out where we can look after you.”

“Let go!”

“Listen closely, darling.” Ten had Jaehyun let you go, stepping before you. “If anything happens to that baby, you are going to pay dearly for it. And don’t get any silly ideas in your head, you’re still young and very fertile, we have no problem tying you up and breeding you every night if something happens. So be a good girl, and smile, you’re gonna be a mother.”

“You’re crazy!”

“And you’re very hormonal, must be the baby. We should get you home.”

“No, no! Fucken let me go!”

“I can’t wait for the pregnant waddle.” Jeno cheered. “You’re gonna get so big!”

“I wonder if it’ll be a boy or girl.” Yuta said. “Maybe there’s more than one in there!”

“That’d be so cool.”

“We’re gonna be dads!”

“I can’t wait!”

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wndaswife · 2 years

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(req) 122 smut prompt, top!wanda with bratty reader who didnt expect to get edged in a public bathroom

wanda maximoff & gn!reader

tags: smut, semi-public sex, fingering, orgasm denial, praise, jealousy, mommy kink, dom!wanda maximoff, sub!reader. MINORS DNI.

word count: 1265

“Mommy, I wanna go home!” you whined quietly, tugging at Wanda’s arm as you urged her to leave the party.

Wanda shot you a look, looking down her shoulder to you while you tugged at her arm and followed her around the party like a lost puppy. “Stop whining. We’ll go home soon. I need to discuss something with Natasha first,” she repeated to you. You’ve been complaining for the last twenty minutes and Wanda only reiterated the same thing to you over and over.

“You can talk to dumb Natasha later. I wanna go now,” you huffed petulantly and tugged on her arm again.

“Y/N, stop it!” Wanda hissed and tore her arm out of your hold. “Just talk to someone or get a drink. I’m going to look for Natasha and then I’ll come back.” She walked ahead of you and left you to stand by the bar empty-handed. You heard her mumble something about how clingy you were before she disappeared into a crowd of people.

You pouted. You turned to the bar and took a seat.

“Two martinis, please,” you heard a woman say beside you.

You looked up carefully to take a look at her only to find her already looking at you.

“Hi,” she greeted, smiling down at you. “Are you here on your own?”

An idea came to you and you nodded. “I am. Are you?” you responded, straightening in your seat.

“Nope. I’m Thor’s plus one- Valkyrie. You are… from Earth?”

You nodded in response.

The bartender brought over the two martinis you heard the Valkyrie order earlier and she slid one over to you. She lifted hers up, waiting for you to lift yours too.

“To strangers from Earth,” she cheered and when you lifted your glass, she clinked her own against yours.

You spent the next few minutes talking with Valkyrie, who was lively and eccentric as you knew Asgardians to be. She was entertaining and good company. But you kept wondering where Wanda was and what she was talking to Natasha about.

Just then, a gust of Wanda’s perfume reached you and your drink was taken from your hand.

You turned your head to see Wanda finish your drink in one quick swig. She placed it down on the bar harshly and took your wrist with her hand. In a blur, piercing eyes met yours and you looked down to her heels in embarrassment. You were too busy trying not to fall to the ground when Wanda pulled you off your chair to hear the pass she made at Valkyrie before she pulled you away from her and towards the washrooms.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Wanda barked, turning to you when the two of you entered the empty women’s washroom.

“Wh-”

“Why were you letting her feel you up like that?”

You looked back at the bathroom door which slammed shut behind you. You turned back to Wanda and argued, “She wasn’t feeling me up.”

“She was. You’re too idiotic to notice how she put her hand on your knee and squeezed your thigh,” Wanda ranted, exasperated.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have left me at the bar!”

Wanda stared at you, eyes widened and lips parted. “Are you joking? That’s what this is about? You let some stupid bitch feel you up because I left you for all of fifteen minutes?” she shouted.

You only stared back at her defiantly because you had no confidence in you to even dare shouting back at her when she was now yelling at you.

After a few moments of staring back at you, Wanda took your hair into a fist and pulled you over to the sinks. She threw you against one so you were bent forward and looking at yourself in the mirror.

“Poor baby was just jealous, weren’t you?” she cooed and ran her hands up your clothed back.

You nodded and looked away from your reflection in the mirror.

Wanda hummed in response. “Don’t worry. Mommy’s going to make her sweet, sweet angel feel good,” she whispered and leaned down, pushed your hair out of the way and kissed the back of your neck.

“This feels dirty,” you muttered out, your voice trembling.

Your girlfriend laughed and she replied, her hand squeezing your hip. She spoke against your ear, “That’s because it is.” She reached down and cupped your sex all while whispering dirty confessions into your ear. Her fingers slipped past your waistband and found your dripping cunt. “I do hope all of this is for me and not that stupid slut out there.” Wanda nipped at your earlobe and you shook your head.

“All for you, Wanda,” you told her. You watched as Wanda grinned in the mirror.

“That’s what I like to hear, baby. Now, let mommy make you feel good.” She pulled your panties to the side and pushed two fingers into your hole. Wanda hummed into your ear, feeling satisfied as she watched your lips part and your eyes screw together.

Her thumb found your clit and she drew circles against it. The thrusts of her fingers were languid but she parted and curled them inside you, making up for her slow speed tenfold.

“W-Wanda… someone’s going to come in,” you warned.

But she only hushed you in response. “Don’t worry. Everything’s going to be okay,” Wanda purred. She kissed your cheek and her fingers sped up slightly. “You’re so wet, my angel. Who’s mommy’s pretty puppy, hm? Tell me.”

“I’m mommy’s pretty puppy.”

She chucked and used her other hand to bring your face to her, kissing your lips softly. “That’s right. You’re so smart. Come for me, sweetheart,” Wanda whispered against your lips.

Your hips began to buck down onto Wanda’s hand and your head rested in the valley of her breasts. Your walls tightened around her fingers and your breath hitched. The coil in your stomach tightened and your walls clenched harder around her fingers. Then ever tighter and-

Wanda’s fingers suddenly pulled out of you and your panties moved back into place. A frustrated exhale escaped you and your girlfriend stepped away. You pushed your hair back and looked over to the side to see Wanda washing her hands.

“Wh-What are you doing? I was so close.”

“Did you really think I’d let you come after what you did to me?” Wanda asked, looking over to you with a smirk that was evident of obvious amusement. You knew then she wasn’t even going to give you the satisfaction of watching her lick your cum from her fingers.

Your eyes widened and your jaw went slack.

Wanda shook her clean hands dry and took a step towards you, taking the lower half of your face one hand. She pulled you close to her face and whispered under her breath, “Be my cute little trophy for a few more minutes while I show you off. Then we can go home and I’ll make you come over…” She leaned forward to kiss your lips softly, her eyes not leaving yours for a moment while she did. “… And over again until you’re crying. Does that sound good?”

You nodded, not making a single noise besides a helpless little squeak when Wanda tightened her hand around your face.

She smiled. “Good,” she said and let go of you. “Let’s go.”

Wanda extended a hand to you and you took it with your own. She winked at you over her shoulder before she led you out of the washroom, squeezing your hand and looking forward.

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mollycabot · 3 months

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Alex Cabot X Reader Leave her alone

A/N Y/N’s Ex is giving her trouble however Alex isn’t going to put up with her shit

Alex was working in her office when she heard shouting coming from the hallways of DA’s office as saw two of her fellow ADAs arguing Y/N who works with her and Violet defensive ADA.

“WHY THE FUCK YOU DUMB ME FOR THIS BITCH LIEK SHE NOTHING SPECIAL AND YOU JUST AN ASS YOU HEAR ME YOU LITTLE BITCH!” Violet shouted and rise her hand ready to hit Y/N but a court officer who was passing by stoped her.

Alex walked out of her office and stood in front of her girlfriend with a cross look. “Alexandra” violet said in disgust. “Hello ADA Violet” Alex said harshly. “Why we shouting at Y/N?”. Alex asked folding her arms. “Because that bitch dumb me for you” Violet said

“Nope try again” Alex said “Y/N end your relationship because you are mean and rude and controlling and Y/N didn’t want to put up with your shit forever and you never loved her like I do and you can’t show her love the way I do and listen here if you ever harass my girlfriend again I will have you kicked out of the DA’s office and get a restraining order against you and I will make your life a living hell!” Violet huffed and walked off.

“You ok my love” Alex said gently kissing Y/N on the forehead. “Yes thank you Lexi” Y/N replied quietly. And went back to her office.

After a while things calmed down Y/N was sat having lunch with Alex when the was a knocked at the door. “Come in” alex said “Violet what do you wanted” Alex growled as she stood in front of Y/N again.

“I’m here to say sorry” putting a Cake on the table “here’s my apology gift some of my homemade cake” Violet said with a smirk. Alex took a fork and had look and picked out some nuts from the cake

“Ok so your not sorry Y/N are trying to hurt her” Alex said annoyed as she held one of the nuts up “you know dam well that Y/N is deathly allergic to these and if she eats them or comes into contact it can be life threatening” Alex shouted at this irresponsible woman.

“Lexi?” Y/N said walking into the main bit of the office. “Shit is that a hazel nut cake” Y/N said in a panic.

“It’s fine my love just be careful around here as for you come with me” alex demanded as she left her office dragging Violet with her all the way down to the chambers of Judge Liz.

After meeting with her a restraining order was out into place and Violet was fired from her job and was asked to leave immediately.

Before Violet left Alex said “you did this to yourself deserves you right this is what you get if you harass my girlfriend I become your biggest threat” Alex growled and waked off.

“Hey Y/N Violet has been fired and the restraining order is in place now she won’t be bothering us again I promise love” Alex said hugging Y/N which Y/N gave back.

“Thank you for everything Lexi you mean so much to me I wish we meet sooner and I never would have to have meet her” Y/N said quietly.

“Well you have me now and I’m not leaving my love” Alex said gently “now why don’t you go and lock up your office and I’ll tidy mine then we go out for dinner?” Alex said.

“Sounds delightful and I would love that Lexi” Y/N said walking out of Alex’s office. Alex smiled and picked up the yucky hazelnut cake and put it in the bin outside her office and tidy up and locked up same with Y/N.

Holding hand in hand they both walked out happy and looking forward to their dinner.

“I will always love you Y/N Alex said kissing Y/N’s Hand.

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infinite-orangepeel · 1 year

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✨steddie ficlet: transmasc steve (clit, pussy, dick, cock used interchangeably), puppy & virgin eddie, orgasm denial, frotting, degradation, dacryphilia

virgin eddie literally crying over how horny he is as he rubs himself between the slick folds of steve’s pussy.

steve’s lips are absurdly puffy. thickened by the flood of arousal. occasionally eddie’s cock catches on the edge of steve’s hole but steve’s quick to swat him away and remind him:

‘behave, baby boy or you won’t get to cum at all.’

steve won’t let them fuck yet.

not because he doesn’t want to but because he’s a ridiculous tease who gets off on eddie’s desperation and whiny tears more than anything else.

so he just lays back against the pillows, lazily jerks himself off. strokes his swollen clit indulgently and lets eddie try to convince him to let him inside.

‘p-please, steve. please,’ eddie whimpers as his cockhead brushes against the underside of steve’s own dick—making them both shiver and gasp, ‘just the tip. can i? i’ll be good. just stay shallow and fuck you slow. wont even know i’m in there.’

steve rolls his eyes in faux annoyance. grips eddie’s dick at the base and uses his other hand to push two fingers inside himself. moaning dramatically while eddie keens and begs.

the resulting squelch is obscene. steve’s so fucking wet from listening to eddie’s pathetic little noises for the past 45 mins. he’s dripping all over the sheets and his cock throbs fully.

‘nope. my pussy, my rules,’ he squeezes the base of eddie’s dick in a death grip which only makes him sob louder, ‘only i get to fuck it.’

‘but i’d be so good,’ eddie complains and sniffles, trying his best to fuck into steve’s hand even though it’s next to impossible.

‘baby,’ steve coos and moans as his fingers hit that perfect spot buried deep inside him—the one eddie’s dying to reach, ‘you’re being so pathetic. god isn’t that embarrassing for you? whining and bitching about how dumb you are for my hole when you’ve never even fucked it before? so pitiful, eds. never met someone so horny and needy.’

‘can’t help it,’ eddie cries, cock turning purple in steve’s grip, ‘need you.’

steve ignores him. releases his dick and lets him sulk between his legs. grinds the palm of his own hand against his cock and fucks a third finger into himself. the stretch causes him to throw his head back and yelp.

‘oh fuck. i’m so wet. i’m so fucking wet. mmm feels so good eds. bet you wish these were you fingers, don’t you?’

eddie doesn’t dare touch himself.

he’s throbbing in pain from delayed release but above all he’s obedient to steve.

trained so well. can’t cum without steve’s verbal permission after all the time they’ve spent together.

‘yes, steve. wish it was me. wish i had my cock buried inside you. wanna feel how warm and wet you are. make you moan for me.’

steve laughs darkly. he bends forward to ruffle eddie’s hair in condescension.

‘too bad you’re just gonna have to settle for rubbing yourself off on my dick. go ahead, puppy. grind on it like the little perv you are. get your cock all sloppy with my cum.’

eddie launches forwards. puts his hands on steve’s shoulders to steady himself and sobs as he lays a palm over his length and presses into steve’s smaller cock.

steve retrieves the fingers from inside himself and coats himself and eddie in slick.

‘ah—go faster,’ steve uses his free hand to bring eddie’s lips down to his, ‘don’t stop. i’m almost there. be a good boy, puppy. make me cum.’

eddie thrusts his hips quicker. he muffles his moans in steve’s mouth and sloppily kisses back. bumps teeth on teeth and bites his tongue by accident.

‘your puppy. i’m your good puppy. love your dick. love how hard it gets when you play with me. ‘s perfect.’

grinding together and groaning in pleasure, eddie cums first.

he cums easily.

he cums the moment steve looks him in the eyes and pulls his hair kindly.

the moment steve calls him ‘my love’ as in ‘you can cum now, my love. you have my permission, sweet pup. let it out.’

steve keeps him there. holds him down on his clit and grabs eddie’s hips to manually keep him going.

his boy is covered in tears and shaking from overstimulation but he won’t give up. he’s too in love. too perfect.

steve’s pussy clenches up around nothing—around the place where eddie’s thick cock will one day be (when steve inevitably gives into eddie’s requests for more).

‘good puppy, best puppy, my puppy,’ steve moans deeply as his body spasms through an earth shattering orgasm and eddie covers him in kitten licking kisses.

‘your boy,’ eddie nuzzles into his neck and trembles, ‘forever.’

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Better in the Morning // Ch. 9

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This one is probably dumb, but for the love of all that is good and holy it needed to be done. We were due for a good dose of ass kicking at some point.

CHAPTER WARNINGS: Language, socially drinking, toxic ex-girlfriend, physical violence, Kya's usual anxiety, and (something new!) we're toeing the line into some steamy, dom!Jake but nothing graphic. Let me know if I missed anything.

I knew sooner or later I would slip up and as Josh would say, my ‘crazy’ would show. How was I supposed to know when that would happen? Maybe it was an overreaction on my part. Maybe I could have controlled my own actions. But in my defense, I did say it would be ‘on sight.’ I must stay true to my word, right?

Josh and I stood at the bar, waiting to order everyone’s drinks. It gave me a chance to pester him about some recent developments. “So… you and Finn seem to be getting along pretty well.”

He tried to play it cool but was unable to hide the smile and the blush that crept along his cheeks. “What are you implying?”

“Oh, nothing. Just wondering when I should start shopping for wedding gifts.” I grinned smugly and turned to the bartender to order drinks.

“You know what? Maybe you should worry about your own wedding first.”

I scoffed and playfully bumped his shoulder. “Talk to your brother about that, Kiszka.”

“Pft. He’s a chickenshit.”

“And you’re not?”

“Excuse me?”

“Are you ever gonna actually tell Finn that you like him and quit acting like a lovesick teenager?”

“You ever gonna mind your business?”

“Nope, never.” I stuck my tongue out at him as the bartender brought over the last of our order. We collected the glasses and began to head back to our table on the outdoor patio. “If it helps, he likes you, too.”

He didn’t answer, and I assumed he was all flustered now, but when I realized he’d also stopped walking, I turned to him. He was frozen, eyes narrowed and glued to something across the bar. I searched for what had him looking like he was ready to fight something; that’s when my eyes landed on her. She was tall, thin, had perfectly straight blonde hair, a way-too tight dress that left little to the imagination, and had her hand on my boyfriend’s arm. I saw him pull away as she leaned in to whisper something in his ear.

“Josh, who the fuck is that?”

“That’s Jenna. His ex.”

“The ex?”

He nodded, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed. “Kya, I’m sure Jake’s already told her to fuck off. She just doesn’t listen well.” His eyes were pleading with me to believe him, and to trust Jake. Trusting Jake wasn’t the issue, but the audacity of this bitch to even show her face, to think she had any right to even speak to him after what she did, it had me seething.

Sam and Danny had run off somewhere, so Jake was alone with her. I kept my eyes on them as I walked back to the table, and I didn’t miss it when she ran her hand up to his shoulder before he shrugged her off and tried to put some distance between them.

I thought about being civil and handling it like a mature adult, but I’m nothing if not petty and passive aggressive. I didn’t give Jenna a chance to close the distance again, slipping myself into the gap between them and slamming the drinks onto the table with a jarring ‘bang.’ I smiled sweetly at Jake, blatantly ignoring the scoff that came from Jenna. “Hey, babe. Bar’s slammed tonight. They’re completely out of Crown Apple.” I pouted, sticking my bottom lip out.

“Excuse me, we were kind of in the middle of something.” Her voice from behind me made my eye twitch. Strike one.

Jake glared at her. “I think you should go, Jenna. We don’t have anything to talk about.” I was proud of him. I can only imagine how hard this was for him, to see her and to be in such close proximity to the girl who hurt him, who tried her best to destroy him. He could have completely shut down or given into her advances because it was easier than the impeding confrontation, but he didn’t. Josh hovered nearby, probably wanting to intervene but holding out, glaring daggers at the woman. She didn’t pay him any mind.

“We actually have a lot to talk about, Jakey.” He cringed as she reached around me and tried to touch his face. Strike two. He jerked away from her touch, and I made my first move. I turned slightly towards her and faked a clumsy fumble, spilling my drink all over the front of her dress, causing her to jump back with a yelp.

“Whoops.” Batting my eyelashes innocently, I brought my hand to my chest in mock concern. “I didn’t see you there.” I’m pretty sure I heard Josh snicker from behind me.

Jenna stood in disbelief, arms out, as she examined the damage to her clothing. She glared at me and stomped her foot like a child having a tantrum. “You bitch!”

“Maybe you should go get that taken care of. If you get it in the wash soon it might not stain.” I winked at her, not bothering to hide my snarky tone, before turning back to Jake. This only egged her on, but maybe that was the plan. I wanted to see how far I could push her.

Everything happened so fast after that. Jenna let out an angry noise, something between a cry and a yell, right as she grabbed my ponytail, yanking my head back. I vaguely remember hearing shouting from both boys and Jake standing abruptly, ready to intervene. But this was strike three, and he wouldn’t have the chance. My elbow connected with her rib cage, and she let go of my hair, before I locked my fist and slammed it into the side of her face. I rammed my weight into her, pushing her back and pinning her against the wall. I’m sure it didn’t feel good when I knocked the wind out of her. One hand gripped her wrist to help me keep control of the situation, and my free arm was folded in front of me, pressed against her throat. She was frozen in shock, her cheek already starting to redden, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy seeing the absolute fear in her eyes.

All the other patrons had gone silent to watch the show. I leaned in so she could feel my breath and I could make sure she got the message. “Just couldn’t keep your grubby fingers to yourself, huh?” I carefully applied a little more pressure on her neck, not enough to suffocate her, but plenty enough to scare her. “Stay away from my man. And if you ever put your hands on me or him again, I will break your fucking jaw and you’ll be drinking your meals from a plastic straw.”

Once I felt that she was sufficiently petrified, I let her loose and watched in satisfaction as she scampered away like a dog with its tail between its legs, heavy mascara running down her face. Some of the staff were approaching, and Josh suggested we make ourselves scarce before someone called the police. Jake didn’t speak and I started to wonder if I crossed the line.

After we put some distance between us and the bar, Josh bounced up to me excitedly. “Holy shit. That was fucking awesome! That bitch needed someone to put her in her place.” I grinned and rolled my eyes. He was in good spirits over the whole thing, but when I looked at Jake, he was silent, eyes fixed in front of him.

“Jake?” I made an attempt to touch his hand, but he pulled away from me.

“Jake,” Josh began, “don’t be mad at her. She-“

“Shut up, Josh.”

Josh’s eyes darted between us as he tried to figure out what to say. Jake was angry at me, and I didn’t see any reason to drag his twin into it as well. I shot Josh a reassuring smile to silently tell him it was fine. I wasn’t entirely sure, though. Josh bit his lip and hesitated, but he eventually gave in, asking Jake to call him later, before reluctantly leaving us to walk back to his car.

“Let’s go.” I hated how angry he sounded, and he still wouldn’t look at me. I thought carefully about what I wanted to say. Once Jenna pulled my hair, it was free game. I was well within my rights to defend myself. So why did I feel guilty? I thought back to our first fight. He must have thought I was a hypocrite, not letting him handle the situation from the get-go. Maybe if I had, the physical altercation could have been avoided.

The gravel crunched under my feet as we reached the car. He opened the passenger door and waited for me. “Jake, I’m sorry, can we-“

“Get in the fucking car, Kya.”

He had never spoken to me like that. His voice sounded so aggressive, and his tone cold. He wouldn’t look me in the eyes, and it was scaring me. I wasn’t scared of him, per se; I know he wouldn’t hurt me. I was afraid of losing him. Did he hate me for this? Did I just ruin an almost two-year relationship because I couldn’t just be normal?

I climbed in the passenger seat and pulled on the seatbelt, wincing when he slammed the door. He followed suit, starting the engine and peeling out of the parking lot. I waited until we were on the road to start running my mouth. He tried to interrupt me a few times, but I didn’t let him. I needed to get it all out.

“Listen, I know you’re pissed off at me. That’s fine. I crossed a line, and I shouldn’t have even gotten involved. I should have trusted you to handle it. Call me a fucking hypocrite, but it made me so mad seeing her touch you, acting like she had any right to do that after how she treated you. But she made her bed the second she put her fucking hands on me. And I will absolutely not apologize for defending myself. She’s lucky I didn’t knock her fucking teeth out,” I muttered, crossing my arms like a child who didn’t get their way. “I’m sorry, Jake. Would you please just say something? This silent treatment thing is not…” I trailed off when he put the car in park at a red light.

In the blink of an eye, Jake’s seatbelt was off, and he leaned into me, his hand planted firmly around my throat. The way he squeezed just right and breathed into my ear made me realize it wasn’t violence out of anger. This was blatantly sexual. My breath caught in my throat as he spoke. “For the love of God, Kya, if you don’t stop talking, I will not make it home. I will pull over and fuck you senseless, and I don’t give a shit if anyone sees.”

Oh.

I had read him so very wrong. Me, who is typically great at reading people, had it wrong. He tricked me. He wasn’t angry. He was turned on, and he was having a hard time keeping it under control. My eyes shot down to his lap, where I could see now, he was straining against the fabric of his pants. I let out an uncontrollable giggle, but the look on his face shut me up, his grip never loosening from around my neck.

“Think you can do this one thing, and just fucking behave for one car ride?”

The light turned green, and I nodded, letting out a breathy moan, and feeling the all-too-familiar warmth between my own legs. He removed his hand long enough to put his seatbelt back on and the car in drive, then planted it on my thigh. For privacy’s sake, I figured it was best to wait until we got home to push his buttons.

By the time we returned home, it was nearly impossible to fight off the laughter that was bubbling up inside of me. “So which part of all that turned you on so much?”

He all but growled as he led me inside and straight to the bedroom. “Clothes off. Now.”

I smirked and followed his instructions, my previous anxieties dissipated, and very excited about where this would lead. I never got tired of seeing this side of him. But no matter how dominant or how rough he got, I knew I was safe with him, and he always made sure I was taken care of.

It was sure to be a fun night.

When I woke up, I groaned at the ache all over my body. Jake opened one sleepy eye and smiled at me.

“M’ sore.”

“Sorry,” he whispered, still smiling. He was not sorry.

“I want a hot shower.”

He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me flush against him, making it clear where he wanted me to stay. “Later.”

I rolled my eyes but didn’t argue with him. I strained to reach over for my phone on the bedside table. I only wanted to check the time, but my eyes widened at the fourteen unread text messages. “What the hell?”

Josh K. – 1:21 AM

Everything okay?

What happened?

Kya?

Jake’s not answering me.

I’m worried.

No, seriously, I’m really worried.

KYA???????

ARE YOU ALIVE

DID JAKE KILL YOU

DID YOU KILL JAKE

WHAT HAPPENED

Please for the love of god just tell me you guys are okay.

I am freaking out right now

SOMEONE JUST FUCKING ANSWER ME FOR FUCKS SAKE

He must have fallen asleep eventually, the last message sent around 4:30 AM. I laughed, a little closer to a small cackle.

“What is it?”

I showed Jake my phone. “Your brother thinks you murdered me.”

He closed his eyes and chuckled. “I’m pretty sure it’s more likely to be the other way around.”

I put on my best sweet and innocent voice. “I would never.” I kissed him on the nose before sending a text back to Josh. I assumed he would still be asleep, but he proved me wrong.

We’re okay, Josh. Great, actually. Sorry for not answering and worrying you. We were busy ; )

Josh K. – 9:04 AM

THANK GOD.

Wait

GROSS. ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING. SEXUAL DEVIANTS.

I simply giggled at his overdramatic response, before tossing my phone back on the table and snuggling back up with Jake. The shower could wait.

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