#Please hug your fluffy babies and make sure they feel so so fucking loved and protected

[satans-knitwear]

She's gone. Belle is gone

[dejwrldarchived]

⤷‧₊˚ nanami kento wants another bundle of joy.

┊ •° ੈ ⋆° ┊ warning readers discretion is advised — female reader, female anatomy described, reader is black coded (with descriptors), established relationship (married), oral (f.receiving), pet names (baby), cute couple banter, profanity, missionary position, breeding kink, reader and kento have a daughter named yu (yes she's named after yu haibara), this was a one shot for nanami bday btw, wc: 2.6k, mdni

a repost from my old account, that sadly was a victim of tumblr's label crusade. also can be read on ao3.

You should have known the talk about another kid was coming. The way he would talk about Yu’s old baby stuff and the importance of hand-me-downs just in case you two would have another bundle of joy. Or the fact that he and your five-year-old daughter Yu would get lost in the department store, just for you to find them in the baby section. Nanami also was becoming very handsy towards you. Outside looking in, anyone would assume that it just was a loving husband showing his wife love. But Nanami was like a hormonal teenager that had just hit puberty. His kisses were deeper, which leads to a makeout session (cue your daughter clearing her throat when she enters the room). Gosh, you couldn’t forget the twinkle in Nanami’s eye as he and you attended a friend’s baby shower as you two watched them open gifts for their child.

Here you were, stumbling and sharing an intense kiss as you entered the home you shared. Hands grasping for each other as you shared kisses that caused your lips to be swollen and for the once lip gloss you were wearing to now be smudged across your lips. You pulled away, breathless and shocked. “Another kid?” You questioned. You just wanted assurance that this is what the blonde-haired man wanted.

“Another kid.” He repeated to you as one of his hands cupped your face while the other was placed on your belly as if it already was a child growing inside of you.

Even if you two weren’t trying for a kid at the moment, you still knew that the pink sundress you wore to the baby shower—hugged your body perfectly was something to always gain your husband’s attention. During the time at the baby shower, Nanami always made it his goal to touch you. From his hand taking comfort on your thighs as you were sitting and socializing to grabbing your hand as you move around your friend’s backyard where the baby shower was set up at. You adored that Nanami couldn’t get enough of your body. He cherished every part of you from the imperfections that you felt insecure about to the striking beauty that had him staring at you with a goofy grin when you weren’t looking. 

You stared up at him searching for any problems in his eyes. Searching for anything that would cause you yourself to back out, but you didn’t find anything. He truly wanted another kid. He wanted your daughter to have a sibling.

His lips begin to kiss your jawline, the kisses went from soft to excited. “Please let me fuck a baby in you [Y/N],” Nanami mumbled against your golden skin. 

“Okay.” was the only thing that escaped your mouth before Nanami threw you over his shoulder to take you to your bedroom. A giggle bounced from the back of your throat at each step he took. You never saw the man so serious about something other than work, but here he was on the mission to make sure he get you pregnant.

When your back felt the fluffiness of your shared bed, it was a wonderful sight to see your husband standing above you. His fingers combed through his hair as he tugged off the pastel pink polo shirt he was wearing. Fingertips tracing down his toned chest as you watched intensely. His chest was toned as could be as if he was sculpted by a Greek god himself. His hands finally traveled down to the waistband of the pants he wore before he’s unbuttoning them. You could see the band to his grey Calvin Klein briefs and the tent in his crotch area. Your skin felt hot feeling Nanami grab a hold of your ankle to drag you closer to the edge of the bed. He brought your ankle up to his mouth, peppering the inside of it with soft kisses. The scent of you lingered up his nostrils and he could only bask in the familiar scent he has smelt for years now. 

“You said you were going to fuck a baby in me, what are you waiting for? You asked with innocence dripping off your tongue. You glanced up at your lust-filled husband through your eyelash while letting your pearly whites graze at your plump lower lip. 

Nanami only let a hum pass by his lips before he’s stepping closer in between your legs after dropping the one he once was kissing upon. His hands danced up the sundress you wore. The heat of the moment only turned you on more causing dampness in the panties you were wearing. The silence from Nanami scared you. Not in a fearful type of way, but you knew that when he didn’t say many words during intercourse, he would be focused on one thing. That thing is to make sure you feel good from head to toe. 

His fingers grasped at the thin fabric of your panties before he’s slowly taking them down your thighs. He soon discarded you of the sundress you were wearing. The crisp air and Nanami’s touch caused goosebumps to adorn your skin quickly. The look he gave you caused your heart to quicken. When he saw your bare body, he always looked at you as if he was falling in love all over again. The gaze was a complete panty soaker for you, it caused you to want him, even more, when you guys made love. 

“It’s not fair that I’m the only one naked here.” You said as your hand reached out to grab a hold of your husband. You lightly brushed against his abs just so you could get a feel of him similar to what he was doing. But he soon pushes your hand away before kneeling in between your thighs. 

His firm grasp upon your thighs before tugging you closer to his face caused a soft gasp to come out of you. He tugged your dress up so that it was around your waist. Your lower half was completely exposed as your heart was thumping against your chest waiting for the next move Nanami was going to make. The growing anticipation caused you to shiver under Nanam’s touch before feeling his soft kitten licks upon your folds. 

You relaxed under his touch with each soaked lick upon your puffy lips. Your head fell back into the fluffiness of your bed as Nanami was in between your thighs. The pornographic sound of him in between your plush thighs. Each delicate suck on your clit and any rough moan Nanami let out while eating you out pushed you further on the edge. Your teeth nibbled at your lower lip holding back a moan before you once felt Nanami tug you closer to his handsome face. Your thighs vibrated when you felt the flat of his tongue traced along the entrance of your pussy. “Gosh, Nanami.” You sighed happily at the way he was in between your thighs. 

As if you cooing his name was the green light, you let out a sudden gasp when you felt his fingers push themselves inside you. The wet squelching noise of him gliding his fingers inward and outward at a beautiful pace instantly caused you to moan. Your back arched off the bed before you felt Nanami’s free hand push back down before he dove right back in between your thighs. As his slim digits curled inside you, his tongue brushes against your clit in a teasing manner. His brown eyes glanced at your fucked out expression while your fingers grasped at the sheets below your naked body. His nose rubs at your soft skin with each flick of his tongue. Your orgasm was nearing and the way his tongue was moving was only pushing you further from being a cumming mess.

With Nanami’s slender fingers inside you, while his tongue flickered at your tongue, you could feel the wetness below you that stained your sheets. Your orgasm was screaming to come out as you attempted to run away from Nanami’s explicit touch. He only pulled you back and pinned you down to continue what he was doing (uninterrupted this time).Your slick coating his middle and index finger with each curl inside of you. As soon as you met his brown eyes, the fierce feeling in the pit of your stomach burst. Your head fell back in complete bliss as you sob for Nanami. 

You were seeing stars with each delicate whimper that you let out. Your fingers intertwined in Nanami’s blonde hair while your hips bucked through the passionate orgasm you were experiencing. Nanami’s mouth still lapped up every droplet of your wetness as if he was a starving man. The pad of his thumb rubbed comforting circles on your thighs—it was a kind gesture to help soothe the electrifying feeling of your orgasm being pushed upon you so soon. He removed his mouth from your pussy with a pop. The addicting taste of you on his tongue while his lips dragged hunger-filled kisses on the inside your thighs before he’s standing up fully. 

If you looked closely you could point out that his bulge indicating how hard he was grew. You quickly gained your composure as you backed yourself further on the bed, your legs quivering with each movement. But you still ached for more. You could hear Nanami tugging off the remaining clothes that were blocking you from seeing his naked body that you’ve seen so many times. 

When the time came for you and Nanami to finally intertwine with each other, you felt so many emotions hit you at once. The feeling of love with the way he caressed your thighs with soothing circles as he lined himself up to your entrance. You felt hopeful that after this you would have the satisfaction to carry yet another bundle of joy that you were so proud of to be raised with such a wonderful man. Your nails dug into his forearm as your lips gasped apart with each shove of Nanam’s hips. The intense feeling of his cock stretching you out bit by bit only caused you to choke up a whimper. 

Nanami stared down at you with worry in his eyes. His brown-colored eyes look into yours before he’s crashing his lips upon your gasping ones, “I got you, baby, just relax.” He mumbles against your lips. “I always got you.” 

His easeful tone and even more comforting words caused your body to relax. Soon your body relaxed and felt like you were on cloud night. The astonishing feeling of Nanami’s hips bucking forward caused your eyes to lolly in the back of your head. Breaking apart from the kiss to moan out his name like a sweet tune playing on a Sunday morning. Once Nanami heard his name fall off your tongue, it was as if a light switch was turned on. His hips pushed forward quicker. His hands quickly spread your thighs apart even further just so the tip of his cock could hit that spot that caused your pedicured toes to curl. 

“Fuck—you feel so good,” Nanami uttered through breathy groans. Slow and sensual strokes were always the start of Nanami making you feel good before he turned into a madman that drove you insane. 

He took the enjoyment of having you whine out for more like a desperate cat in heat and soon giving you just that until you’re begging for him to let you cum under his strong body.  His lips dragged kisses upon your neck as you felt his thrusts become quicker. The sound of the bed's wooden headboard was attempting to overpower the pornographic sound of skin slapping against each other. Your eyes fluttered open to glance up to see Nanami hovering over you. The beautiful sight of seeing the way his teeth chafed upon his lower lip holding back a moan and his cheeks stained red due to the pleasurable sensation of the way your cunt wrapped around him. He was so handsome in a state like this. 

Nanami’s hand reached above to grasp at the headboard, not particularly stopping it from knocking against the wall—but to help himself move at a rhythmic pace. He felt your legs snake around his waist completely trapping in the trace of being balls deep inside of you. It was as if you sense that he was about to cum. His body felt hot instantly as beads of sweat decorated his forehead. The salty droplets caused some of his blond hair to stamp upon his forehead. His hand grasped the headboard as he only stuttered out sweet nothings and praise about you. 

Something along the lines of, you look so beautiful y/n or you’ll look so gorgeous pregnant with his child. You couldn’t tell due to your constant moaning. The sensational feeling of your orgasm slowly tugging you further and further towards the light. Your legs locked around Nanami’s waist so tightly that you were sure he could feel the heel of your foot tap at his bottom with each thrust. As your orgasm came upon you, the one hand that was holding upon the headboard intertwined with yours completely entrapping you upon his thrusts through your orgasm. 

“Kento!” You snarled out his name. Fingernails digging into his skin wanting to feel his body some more even though you two were around practically insufferable with each other.

“Shit—I’m so close sweetheart. Just hold on a lil longer.” Nanami breathed out as he was nearly going insane with the way your pussy quivered around him. 

It didn’t long before Nanami was releasing himself with a quickness. Whiny moans and stuttered words were the only things you could hear from your husband. Your fingers intertwined with each other’s as you could feel Nanami’s cum inside you, a feeling you’ve felt many times before even when you weren’t trying for a baby. Your mouth gaped open before Nanami enclosed the breathy moans that you let out with a passionate kiss. The taste of him imprinted your tongue as you brought him closer basking in the moment of feeling him inside of you. The warm feeling of his cum being inside you caused you to moan in the kiss as you felt yourself flutter around his cock. Both of you cumming at the same time, making it a perfect opportunity to relish the perfect moment you two shared. 

When the both of you were tugging out the temporary feeling of your sweet ecstasy, Nanami plopped down next to you. Your legs felt numb, you felt stuffed and you could feel the love bites Nanami placed upon your shoulder. Your eyes barely were open as you lay on your back. Completely dazed and possibly still dickmatized from the feeling of Nanami being inside of you. Nanami’s cum inside of you as you hoped you two did got the job done to give Yu another sibling. You could feel Nanami's head in the crook of your neck, his lips kissing at the small trail of bite marks he left on your body which caused you to close your eyes in complete bliss.

“Hopefully, the first time was it.” You would mumble and could hear Nanami chuckle. 

“If you remember, with Yu it took the fourth time and it was at my job Christmas party,” Nanami answered, gaining a groan from you.

“Seriously?” You questioned. 

“Seriously. I remember because I had to cover your mouth with my hand to muffle your moans.” Nanami pointed out as his fingers were tracing little shapes on your naked skin. 

You didn’t recall Nanami fucking you four times to conceive Yu. Perhaps it was due to him fucking you senseless a few minutes ago that caused your brain to go fuzzy.

“Three more times to go,” Nanami smirked as he once again kissed your skin.

[hopesangelsprite]

Ken Sato HCs

(This man is too fine omg-)

Summary: Just a list of fluffy and filthy headcanons <3

Super, incredibly bratty like omfg 💀

Won't hesitate to tease you in public (bonus points if paparazzi's there lol)

Loves to see you get flustered, thinks it's the 2nd cutest thing in the world next to Emi ofc

Uses "And what about it?", "What're you gonna do if I don't?" and "Make me." on the regular bc he knows you can't 😭

Absolutely adores when you spend time with Emi and him, makes him get all melty and dad like

Refers to you as Mama both in and out of Emi's presence, knows it makes you flustered and loves it

"Look, Emi! Mama's here!!", "C'mon, Mama, don't be like that~"

Other petnames for you: Baby, Babe, Sweet Thing, Honey

Told you he was Ultraman on like the 3rd/4th date bc he wanted no secrets between the two of you

This man was locked in from the start-

Valentines' day? Bro bought you heaps of designer clothes/jewelry

HAD TO TALK HIM DOWN FROM GIVING YOU ONE OF HIS SPORTS CARS

He loves so deeply but can be very shy about some things like opening up and being vulnerable

Once Emi got used to you, he bought you slippers, toiletries, etc. for his house immediately

Wants you around all the time, thinks everything about you is so cute and perfect and omg-

Loves back hugs, giving and receiving

Gets jealous easily and is very pouty when he is

It's literally the cutest thing omg

Did I mention he loves back hugs? He really loves back hugs-

NECK KISSES NECK KISSES NECK KISSES

His neck is incredibly sensitive so neck kisses are a guaranteed ticket to pound town-

Very handsy, very VERY sneaky

Waist grabbing? Yup. Will he hide his hands after smacking your ass as if it wasn't him when it's literally just the two of you in the room? Also yes.

Isn't a boob man: confirmed

His hands are huge and he knows how to use them-

First time you hook up you think he invented fingering bc damn

Skilled when it comes to making you cum multiple times

KEN SATO IS A PLEASURE DOM AND THAT'S THAT!

Loves it when you whimper and beg, thinks it's so adorable

Coaches you through it, praises praises praises praises praises-

"Shh shh, it's okay, I've got you.", "Just a little bit more- there we go just like that.", "I know it feels good but you gotta stay still for me, Mama.", "Ah ah ah, I know you can give me one more."

Keeps his hedge trimmed iykwim

Is gifted and very cocky about it (no pun intended... ok maybe a little)

He's a good 7-9 in. at minimum, very veiny, above average girth

Finds your spot as soon as he's in and uses it until you can't breathe or think properly

Vocal. Ken Sato is very vocal.

Moans, groans, grunts, sighs, hissing, panting- the list goes on

Adores when you're vocal too, has a thing about hearing how good he's making you feel, likes seeing it in the form of tears

Back scratching enthusiast, makes sure you've got a fresh set specifically so he can see the damage they cause in the morning

Please pull his hair, makes him all weak inside

Prefers longer, deeper strokes bc intimacy but won't hesitate fuck like a madman

Refuses to cum anywhere but inside you, he's a family man what can I say 🤷🏿‍♀️

Overall rating: 10000000000000/10, will definitely hit again bc his libido is absolute insanity

Ken Sato is perfect husband and father material; with that I rest my case.

[fairyofshampgyu]

Missed you

genre: smut, fluff

Summary: beomgyu sends you a very inappropriate video of himself whilst you’re at work.

Pairing: beomgyu x gn reader (afab tho when it comes to smut)

Warnings: smut, sub! beomgyu, dom! reader, bratty beomgyu, use of vibrator, edging, overstimulation, dacryphilia, beomgyu is a brat

Word count: 2.2k

You made yourself some breakfast, ready to leave for work any second when you feel a pair of arms wrapping around you from behind, head nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

“Wow I’m surprised you’re even awake right now.” You chuckle and turn your head around to look at beomgyu who had his eyes closed as he hugged you, lashes kissing his cheek and fluffy hair all messy with his puffy face from just waking up. Sleepy beomgyu is the cutest.

“Just come back to bed with mee…please. Call in sick or something.” He says in his (extremely attractive) deep morning voice.

“Gyu, you know I want to but I can’t. I have to go to work.”

“Pleaseee. Want to stay in with you.” He opens his eyes now, sulking at you slightly.

“I can’t, baby.”

“Fuck, you look so good in that suit too.” His eyes travel down to your work clothes. And he starts placing soft little kisses on your neck as he still hugged you. You know if he does it any longer you’d give in.

“I can’t. Gotta go now, beomgyu. Bye.” You give him a quick peck on the lips turning to quickly get to the door but he takes your hand, whining at you.

“Excuse me where’s my proper kiss?! And what the fuck is a ‘beomgyu’ I’m literally your baby or your love or beomie, gyu, honey, darling? Where is the love?!” He pouts, crossing his arms at you.

“I’m gonna be late…” You mumble but go back to beomgyu, giving him a ‘proper’ kiss that was more loveable enough for him. “I’m gonna go now. I love you, gyu.”

“Make sure you come back quick!”

The universe was being impossibly cruel to Beomgyu today.

On the one day he has free, where he finally doesn’t have a busy schedule and doesn’t have to go to work, preparing for a comeback or performance, tour, etc, where he just wanted to spend his day with you, you just so happened to not have a free day and having to go to work. Plans ruined.

It didn’t help at all that Beomgyu was so fucking horny right now, mind consumed by not so cute thoughts of you and you weren’t even here and wouldn’t even be back until late. What should he do? Should he just jerk off?

An idea suddenly struck him, a cryptic grin appearing on his face as he thought about it. It’d be so fun to rile you up and see what you’d do when you came home.

He set up his phone and began to fuck himself, pumping his dick up and down and playing with his nipples since he knows you like it, making sure to moan your name and never looking away from the camera. Once he came, he stopped the recording and sent the video to you immediately, chuckling.

You were finally on your well deserved lunch break, grabbing some coffee and heading back to your desk, checking your phone’s notifications.

You had a message from beomgyu:

Beoms🧸🎸: I miss you…☹️

With an attachment but you couldn’t view it since it was your notifications. You smile. You’re guessing it’s probably just a picture of him making an over dramatic sad face since he sends you pictures of himself pretty much every day. You found his silly selfies so endearing.

“Is that your boyfriend? Aw he’s so sweet! Wish my girlfriend would send me messages like that every day. She hasn’t even messaged me at all today. Not even a good morning text.” Your friend Yunjin peeks at your phone and sulks.

You laugh, “He was trying to convince me to not come in today, saying I should call in sick.”

“Honestly you should have listened to him. One more day here and I’m gonna off myself.”

“So true.” You groan, remembering the workload you had to do after this break and knowing you still weren’t even half way through finishing for the day yet.

“Couple of us are going to that cafe across the street for lunch right now. You coming?” Yunjin asks.

“Yeah I’ll be there in a second.”

So she walks out to meet up with your other colleagues.

You click on Beomgyu’s message and seeing the attachment was a video. You wonder what it could be of.

Well, you definitely weren’t expecting that.

Your eyes go wide, the loud volume you’re met with and the video making you jump in your seat; an obscene recording of your boyfriend fucking himself. You cautiously glance around, thanking god everyone had already gone to lunch. Anybody could have seen this! Imagine what would have happened! That’s probably what he wanted anyway, you thought. He can be such a whore sometimes.

You could tell he was just putting up a show for you to make you extra crazy for him from the way he was moaning excessively and loudly over nothing, overdramatising and exaggerating his expressions and whining out your name saying he ‘needs you so bad’ and never losing eye contact with the camera. You can see the stupid smirk on his face after he cums and stops the video.

What a little shit.

You send him a text back.

Y/n: just wait and see what happens when I get back home.

You opened the door to your place immediately, barging into your bedroom where you saw beomgyu sitting on the bed, watching a show.

“You came back earlier.” He states, pausing what he was watching.

You take your blazer off and start unbuttoning your shirt, moving towards him.

“What are you doing y/n?” Beomgyu looked at you, playing dumb and trying to feign innocence. But he wasn’t very good at conveying it.

“Don’t play dumb with me, baby. What the fuck were you doing sending me that?”

“I just sent you a message saying I missed you.” He looks up at you, faux puppy eyes and a grin trying not to etch onto his face.

“Yeah, and after that message?”

“Ohhh. That. That was just a little…present.” He tries to stifle his laugh, attempting to maintain nonchalant.

“Fucking yourself while I’m not there? And sending it to me in my workplace? Where anybody could have seen? That’s not you being very good.”

“So? What are you gonna do about it?” He has a shit eating grin on his face now.

“Take your clothes off.”

“No. You do it for me.” He lays back, slightly smirking.

“You’re gonna be even more of a fucking brat today are you? I’m not gonna do it for you, if you don’t then you’re just gonna get nothing. So either take off your clothes yourself or I’m leaving.”

There’s a stare off between you both as he decides whether he should push you further or not and he narrows his eyes at you, but he decides against it, complying in the end and taking off his shirt and pants. You’re not that patient today. He still makes a scene about it though, huffing and rolling his eyes as he takes it off annoyingly slow.

“Such a fucking slutty brat sending me that aren’t you?” You sneer at him and he moans as you begin to palm him. “Trying to rile me up? You’ll regret it so much after I’m done with you.” He moans even more.

You take his dick into your hand, starting to jerk him off whilst sucking hickeys into his neck. Just a few minutes later of pumping his dick and he’s already going to cum, but you abruptly stop and then get your vibrator to put it on him. Then you just watch as he writhes under it, whining in protest.

“Y/nnn please-ah- want you to touch me instead please.”

“You’re so dumb, baby. Do you really think you’re gonna get anything you want?”

He looks so pretty like that. Vibrator on his dick, looking at you pitifully as all you do is watch him. You turn the settings up higher and he throws his head back, shutting his eyes. You put it even higher and to the highest setting until his whole body is shaking at it, looking like he’s vibrating too and he’s none stop moaning. And then when he’s just about to orgasm again, you turn it completely off.

He snaps his head at you and gasps, completely stunned as if he forgot that he was being a brat just a few moments before and that this isn’t something you would totally do. This is going to be so fun.

You lose count of how many times you do this, putting the vibrator to the highest setting until he’s about to cum and then completely switching it off and starting again. You’re getting a bit bored now honestly but you want to see beomgyu properly break and he hasn’t yet. He can be stubborn sometimes.

This fucking sucks for beomgyu. All he wanted was you and for you to come back and fuck him. But you weren’t even touching him, not even letting him cum! And you’d do it again and again and again and again. He couldn’t really take it anymore. This isn’t what he wanted, he just wanted you! He was so frustrated by now, he just wanted to let it all out and cry about it. And after you don’t even let him cum again for the nth time, his bottom lip wobbles and he can’t contain his crying anymore.

“Y/n please. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please, please fuck me.” He’s hiding his face and wailing into his arm. “I’ll be good for you. I promise. I’m sorry, I just…i just missed you. We haven’t been able to spend time together in so long and we haven’t fucked either. I missed you. I’m sorry. Please, fuck me y/n. I’ll be good.” He’s reduced to just a blubbering mess and he gazes up at you looking like a kicked puppy, pleading with his eyes. He looks so pretty like that, his pretty, long eyelashes clumped together with the tears, eyes and nose cutely pink from the crying and his pretty sparkling eyes. “Please…please…” You shush him, taking his face in your palm and wiping his tears.

You’re so weak for him it’s annoying. You’re not even sure if they’re just crocodile tears to get you to do what he wants. You wouldn’t be surprised. He knows You’re weak for him too.

It is true though, what with both of you having busy schedules and work, you haven’t really had the time properly to spend together or fuck each other. It’s been a tiring couple of weeks.

You want it just as bad too. So you straddle him, cupping his face and kissing him, slowly sinking down on his dick, he whimpers and says numerous thank yous. Gasping with his mouth hanging open in a perfect ‘o’ shape with his back arching as you immediately start to ride him at a fast pace, not bothering to start slow and build it up.

“You feel so good-ah-ahh!” He moans at the feeling of your walls finally around his dick. His body bouncing aggressively on the bed beneath you as just use him like a sex toy.

Beomgyu is so unbelievably loud and responsive whenever you fuck him. You love it, but it makes for awkward situations at times. Although, he doesn’t care who hears him at all. In fact, he wants everyone to know he’s being fucked good by you.

“Ahh! Can’t hold it-fuck-need to cum please”

You finally decide to let him and he cries out, eyes rolling backwards and squirting his cum inside you, staying limp for a bit but you don’t stop, fucking him ruthlessly, the lewd and sticky sounds its making echoing around your bedroom.

“Y-y/n-ah- too much, too sensitive…” Beomgyu sniffles, whimpering and gasping at the overstimulation.

“What? you were begging to be fucked and to cum but now you can’t take it, huh?”

He’s about to whine and complain but you take two of your fingers, stuffing them in his mouth to shut him up and he sucks on them instead, gazing up at you with teary eyes and his pretty wet lips.

“So slutty, baby. It’s so sexy.” You say and he muffles somewhat of a coherent thank you.

You bounce on his dick mercilessly, riding him faster and faster and faster to get yourself to cum too, only caring about your high. Beomgyu has his eyes rolling back again as he shakes underneath you, feeling like he could possibly pass out from how you were bouncing on him with absolutely no regard, too fucked out at this point and still sensitive from finally being able to cum a few moments before. And before you know it, he’s cumming unannounced once again, just as fast with a muffled scream, your fingers still in his mouth, sight making you come undone, also cumming around him.

His head rests on yours, panting with sweat glistening his body and his disarrayed bangs slightly damp, whole body flushed and pink. He is so fucked out right now. So beautiful.

You lift his chin to connect your lips with his, kissing him so much.

“I love you.” He pants.

You smile, “I’m so in love with you. You don’t understand.”

“Really? how much?” He giggles.

“Like this much” you widen your arms out, making the space between them big

He throws his head back with his famous windshield wiping laugh, “I don’t think that’s enough I’m gonna be honest.” Beomgyu jokes.

“Well, that’s how far my arms go. You can find someone else with longer arms.” You shrug your shoulders.

“I like your arms just fine actually.” He takes your own arms, wrapping them around his waist and snuggling into you.

Please actually reblog and comment if you like the fic. It’s really appreciated tysm !<3🙏💕😊 It’s discouraging when fics have such little reblogs 👎😭

[lovelettersforthedamned]

Work, Then Play

--genre + trope: college!au, SMUT, fluff, nsfw, 18+ MDNI.

--pairing: college!peter x college!f!reader

--word count: 1.3k

--summary: you're just trying to power through your essay before the day ends, when needy and clingy peter decides to grace you with his presence.

--warnings: SMUT, grinding, unprotected PinV (pls for the love of god don't do this), creampie, aftercare, fluffy as hell, peter loves the reader so much.

The bright screen of your laptop is the only light illuminating the kitchen as you’re trying to finish your essay before the due date by the end of the week. The kitchen counter you’ve been working on is now buried underneath the sheets of notes, stacks of notebooks, and multiple novels you are using to create somehow the best end-of-semester essay you could come up with. You don’t know how many times you’ve run your hands across your exhausted eyes, pleading with yourself to keep going. 

While your nose is buried in your notes from class, you don’t notice Peter quietly sneaking behind you and engulfing you in a hug from behind. Your body jumps a little, before recognizing the body behind you. “Hey bug, it’s getting pretty late,” he mutters in your neck, finding a new place to rest his head. 

You lean your head to place yours on top of his, “I know, I know. I just need to finish this before the morning, or else I’ll never want to return to it.”

“And how much have you finished?” Peter’s peering onto your laptop to see how much progress you’ve made. 

“About three-fourths of it,” you respond quickly before adding, “But I swear I’m almost done.” 

“Sure, sure.”

You gasp dramatically, “Fine, doubt me, but I only have to finish the final body paragraph and-”. The familiar feeling of an open-mouthed kiss is felt on your neck, inciting a soft sigh to escape your lips. You know exactly what Peter’s doing, and it’s definitely not helping you finish your essay. “Peter…just wait till I’m done, please–fuck,” you plead before you’re cut off for the second time. 

There’s still no verbal response from Peter, but he’s seemed to not get the hint. You feel his breath lingering farther up your neck till he places a small peck on your cheek. He finally responds back to you with an answer you can’t deny, “C’mon baby, take a break with me. You deserve it.” At this point, the entire essay was not your main priority anymore. All you wanted was Peter. 

You quickly turn around to face him and give him a proper kiss, passionate and needy. You slowly rise from your chair, your legs a little wobbly from sitting, and start making your way to the couch a few feet away. You make Peter lay down on his back as you start to take off just your sleep shorts, Peter doing the same as he takes off both his sweatpants and boxers in one motion. Giggling, you climb back on top of him, just hovering over his cock as you kiss him again. He’s grabbing at your hips, trying so hard to get any type of friction.

“Please,” he whines, “just touch me, please?”

You love it when he gets all whiny and desperate like this, he just looks so pretty like this. As much as you adore him like this, you decide to give him something small. You lower your clothed core and begin to grind. The grip on your hips tightens deliciously. You smirk, knowing there’s going to be a mark to admire in the morning. 

The feeling of his cock hardening under you stimulates your clit as you continue to grind, a wet spot forming on the crotch of your panties. The mix of your arousal and his precum combining together. The smallest moans and grunts are leaving your boyfriend as he writhes below you. The sight is too perfect as your sounds become louder. 

You can tell he’s close by the way he has screwed his eyes shut and his hips are stuttering as he tries to buck into you. This is your sign to get off of him before he cums all over himself. Trying to escape his grip was harder than you thought, but still, you were successful. Another gorgeously pathetic whine escapes Peter as you lean back up, “Wha-What? Baby, why?” 

He looks like he could cry, and that makes you regret your decision slightly, but knowing what you have in store for him subsides that guilt. “Shhhh, it’s alright,” you respond, “be patient, my love.” Pulling your now damp panties to the side with one hand, you lean down to envelop him in a deep kiss before sinking down on his cock. You both moan into the kiss as your core swallows him completely. Giving him one last kiss, you place your hands on his chest for stability as you bring your hips up and slam them back down. 

There’s nothing polite about your motions as his cock starts to hit that spot inside you. Peter is completely euphoric at this point, he’s looking up at you as you’ve thrown your head back in pleasure. Reaching up to slide his hand under your sleep shirt, he squeezes the soft flesh of your breast. He loves it when you use him for your own pleasure like this, he wants to give himself up to you, entirely. 

You’re close as the rhythm you’ve created grows sloppy, your legs are tired, but you’re right there. Peter senses your exhaustion as he leans you forward to completely collapse on top of him. Wrapping his arms around you, he plants his feet on the soft cushion of the couch and fucks his cock into you. The sudden urge to take care of you this way is so primal. He thinks you deserve a reward for your hours spent working on that stupid essay. 

Peter is fucking you with such force and speed, that you don’t have time to announce that you’re cumming, but Peter already knew that. You fall limp in his hold as you’re orgasm pulses through your legs. The shock waves don’t stop as Peter keeps fucking you, almost reaching his peak as well. His beautiful eyes are screwed shut again as you look at his face. Taking both of your hands, you cup his face, causing his eyes to open and peer at you. Looking down at him with half-lidded eyes, you egg him on, “Are you gonna cum in me, Peter? Are you gonna fill me up, and stuff me full?”

He nods frantically, fuck, he’s so close. 

“Oh, you’re right there baby,” you add, “you’re right there.”

One final thrust from Peter, and he was shooting his load inside you. Nothing beats this feeling, the feeling of his seed inside of you is what you dream about. His eyes are closed as he starts to come down from his orgasm. Pushing the sweaty hair off his forehead, his eyes flutter open. A grin appears on his face before he opens his mouth to speak, “Hi, bug.” 

“Hi, my love,” a similar grin paints your features, “you feel alright?”

A blissful sigh leaves his face as he relishes the feeling, “Mhm, how about you?”

“So good,” a simple response was all that was needed. 

Not much was said after that, in fact, you were just about to fall asleep when Peter’s voice woke you. “Sorry for pulling you away from your work, I can help you with it tomorrow,” a pang of guilt in his voice. 

“It’s alright,” you respond, “I’d rather do this with you than write a stupid essay anyway.” 

Looking up at him, he gives you a kiss on your forehead before slowly guiding you both off the couch. Peter picks you up and carries you to your bedroom, walking past the mess on the counter that you’ll deal with in the morning. 

--author's note: i am so in my peter era (again, this is reoccurring) right now, so it might take a little bit before i post anything about the other characters on my masterlist...but tbh you guys eat peter fics up, so i hope you love this one. something sweet and smutty for you guys. don't forget to support your writers by liking, commenting, and reblogging!! also, my asks/inbox is open and im in dire need of ideas, plus i'd love to hear from you guys:) ok, ily bye.

[dirtyvulture]

Natasha Romanoff x GP!Beefy!Reader

Requested by 🐺 anon: Can I request something that's downright filthy and fluffy?

Gp!beefy!reader x Nat fucking missionary hard but so passionate and loving and Nat accidentally slips out an I love you in the middle. We say it back then it becomes love making. Maybe if you can add some Nat titty fucking for a challenge 🤪 😉 please and thankyou 💕

- 🐺

18+ only, read at your own risk

AN: Challenge accepted, my friend. No pronouns used.

"Fuck, Nat. Oh fuck."

You're ready to split the headboard in half with your hands as you hold onto it for your life, thrusting your hips forward so your cock slides through Natasha's breasts, already shiny with the amounts of pre-cum you're leaking everywhere.

You don't think you've ever been so hard in your life, the veins on your cock pounding and the tip spilling more pre-cum as it taps Natasha's chin with every thrust.

"Open your mouth," you demand, and she tilts her head down and obeys, looking up at you innocently as your cockhead moves past her lips and seals around your tip, sucking just enough for you to almost lose all control that second.

You have no words to describe your euphoria anymore as you pump yourself between Natasha's tits and into her mouth. Natasha doesn't mind that you're so focused on your own pleasure, but the ache in her center is unbearable at being unfilled so she grabs your wrists, moving them from the headboard and directing them to holding her breasts together so she can use her own hand to dive between her legs and play with herself.

You start to lose your rhythm the closer you get to your release and you clench all your muscles to hold back.

"Your tits are so perfect, Nat,” you pant, pushing them together to create an even tighter squeeze around your cock. “And I’m gonna cum all over them.”

Finally, the pressure at the base of your cock is too much to hold back anymore and your load shoots in hot, white spurts, catching Natasha on the chin and chest. The sight of her covered in your cum has your cock standing at attention almost right away, but your thighs are still trembling so you lower your body carefully on top of Natasha’s, flattening her against the bed. You feel her arm working between your bodies and you swat away her hand to replace her fingers with your own, pumping them into her core until her head is pushed back into the pillows and she’s screaming your name. 

“I want you inside of me,” Natasha says when she comes down from her high. She wraps her legs around your waist, digging her heels into your back to bring you forward until your hard cock bumps her center. “Please, baby?”

She doesn’t have to ask twice. You line yourself up, and the combined lubrication makes it easy for you to push past her entrance, her warm walls hugging your cock perfectly. Natasha clings to your back, her nails tearing across your muscles as she takes your rough and uneven thrusts.

You grunt into her ear, telling her how good she feels around you, and Natasha has never felt so appreciated before in her life. She almost wants to cry, but buries her face into your neck, holding onto you as tight as she can and never wanting to let go.

“I love you.”

You stop mid-thrust, not sure you heard her correctly or if you’d just imagined it. Natasha looks up at you, either shocked that she said it herself or because you’ve stopped fucking her.

“Did you...” you start.

“I’m...I’m sorry.” Natasha’s face reddens more than her hair. She tries squirming out from under you, but you’re much stronger than her so you pin her down easily.

“Did you mean that?” you ask, looking into her eyes.

Natasha says nothing.

You lean down to kiss her softly and Natasha practically melts beneath you and you roll your hips again, with much more gentleness than you ever have before. It was like a switch had been flipped; this was no longer a senseless fuck session between you two. Natasha said she loved you, something you had never had the courage to say first, but you wanted to show her you did too with every fiber of your being. 

Although your cock still throbs, it’s simmered down to a pleasurable, but not overwhelming, burn in your stomach. Natasha grabs onto your butt, squeezing your muscular flesh there and guiding the angle of your hips. You tangle your hands in her hair, directing her head up so you can kiss her in between the gasps and whines that escape her mouth. 

“Fuck,” you grunt when her silky walls ripple around your shaft. “I love you too, Nat,” you finally say, and that seems to do it for the both of you. Natasha arches her back as she cums, pressing her chest against yours, and your entire body tightens, your muscles flexing and straining as you empty your load into her. 

You pull out and lie next to Natasha, neither of you saying a word. She scoots closer to you, eventually crawling to lay on top of you, and you wrap your strong arms around her and hold her securely as you both drift off to sleep.  

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[chxrrydrxp]

Hello hello hellooo! Always wonderful to see another Jason Todd writer in this world, I love this man so much. I’m a bit new to your blog, so I…the idea of getting to come home to Jason on the rare occasion that he’s not out on a mission or patrolling. I know that man is the snuggliest mfer alive and getting to just collapse ontop of him after a long ass day and hear him grunt under you and curl his arms behind your back. Augh. AUGH. Please. I need this man in every possible way 😭

You can write something if you like but just the idea alone is so nice to think about. I need that man carnally but also I need him softly and to giggle tiredly in his chest.

ugh I needed this so badly. this bipolar ass weather has got me in shambles, and I require some comfort.

hope you like it 🤭🤭

(I'm getting to my asks yall just hang in there 💅🏾)

(gender-neutral reader x Jason Todd, fluffy comfort)

word count: 511

Harsh winds blew past your face, causing your nose to burn. This had to be the roughest winter in Gotham’s history. You'd just barely made it to the apartment door, and began clumsily fumbling for your ice-cold keys. your purse snapped open, releasing all your belongings with pop.

“Fuuuuck me.”

A shivering arm reached down for the belongings, scooping them up into frozen hands.

You stuffed them back in your purse and once again fumbled for your keys. Another gust of wind blew aggressively while burning your face, causing curses to fall out of your mouth.

After many vain attempts, you finally managed to get the key into the lock while the coldness burned at your fingertips. click!

“Fina-fucking-lly.”

You swung the door open, throwing yourself inside and shutting the door. You leaned back on the door, trying desperately to alleviate your frozen fingers. The only thing that could make your day worse was the fact you knew Jason would usually be on patrol tonight, and wouldn't be here to warm you up.

You untied your snow boots, and hung your jacket up reluctantly. The apartment was actually warmer than you expected. Jason must've accidently left the heater on when you left.

You opened the door to your room, and found him lying on his stomach with a pillow over his head.

“About time, baby.” His groggy voice sent butterflies to your stomach.

A relieved smile crept on your lips and you practically leaped on the bed. “You're home? Hours early?” Jason turned over onto his back, with his hands tucked behind his head. “Ya don't seem too happy, i'm just taking a little day off ” he teased, poking at your cheek. “I'm more than happy, but what happened to ‘crime has no days off’?” You questioned, changing into a shirt and sweats. “I could go now if you want me to.” You rolled your eyes at him, picking up a pillow and playfully smothering him with it.

“Asshole.”

“C'mere,” he motioned, holding his arms out for you. You sighed contently, climbing into his open arms, and feeling the warmth of his hands clasped around your back.

You dug your nose into his neck, inhaling his musky scent and familiar body wash. “Smells so good.” He let out a breathy laugh and rubbed up and down your back.

His hands moved up to your hair, stroking it softly, then down to your cheek, making you lift your head up slightly. He took this opportunity to press his lips to yours, humming.

“I missed you.”

You smiled, leaning back to kiss him, but he had other plans. He flipped you over so your back was pressed into the mattress and he was laying on you partially. He snuggled his head into your warm chest, wrapping his strong arms around your waist.

“Hmm..this is…better,” he hummed. You grinned, surprised at his clinginess. You hugged your arms around his head and ruffled his hair a bit.

Your heart raced, and you were sure he could feel it, feeling him smile against your chest.

[twirlywhirlywriting]

Consequences of Being a Brat

Eddie Munson Fic Incoming!

NSFW 18+, Minors DNI! Okay so this one is… whoo. A lot more intense than my previous fics. I know I said my next fic would be with Clarke Griffin from The 100 but I got smacked in the face with inspiration for this so, here you go. This fic is purely self indulgent and I pretty much made it just for my own desire BUT I am sure all you dom!Eddie lovers out there will enjoy it too. I honestly have no clue if The Magic Wand existed in the 80’s but for the sake of this fic, it absolutely did. The ending is super fluffy so please stick around for it too! Please like, comment, and reblog if you enjoyed this, it would mean the whole entire world to me!

Word Count: 9,016

Warnings:NSFW 18+, Angst (very slight), Smut, Fluff, AFAB Reader, Aftercare, BratTamer!Eddie, Brat!Reader, Breath Play (one time near the end), Bondage, Biting, Potential CNC? (honestly I’m not sure if it is or not. Reader doesn’t want to accept punishment but it’s all a part of their brat/tamer dynamic and consensual, but as always, read at your own risk), Choking, Crying During Aftercare, Dom!Eddie, Degradation, Dacryphilia, Eventual Submission, Extreme Sensitivity, Face Slapping (Only a couple of times and it is not extreme), Forced Orgasms, Fingering, Humiliation, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Oral Sex (f and m receiving), Orgasm Control and Denial, Punishment, P-in-V (unprotected, wrap it up irl folks), Rough Sex, Sub!Reader, Spanking, Swearing, Squirting, Subspace (mentions of, it’s not super deep), Vibrators

Idk I feel like I overdo it with warnings sometimes but I want you to be able to read at your own risk and avoid your own triggers, I do not want my writing to cause harm! Only horniness and happy feelings! Anywho, here is my newest fic and I really hope you all love it!

Consequences of Being a Brat

The stage lights focused, the crowd hushed, and the electric hum of anticipation filled the air. Eddie Munson, with his shaggy brown hair cascading over his shoulders, stood center stage. His fingers started strumming his electric guitar as Corroded Coffin launched into their first song. In the sea of people, Eddie scanned the crowd, looking for one face in particular–yours. You never missed a single concert, and tonight shouldn’t have been any different. But tonight, no matter how hard he searched, you were nowhere to be found. 

Where the hell is she? He thought to himself. As the concert reached its crescendo, Eddie’s mind wandered, his performance slightly faltering. Once the last note echoed through the quarry, Eddie rushed offstage. His heart pounded with a mix of post-performance adrenaline and concern for where you could be. 

Back at home, I was absolutely fine. My coworker at the bakery asked me to pick up their shift, so I was working overtime and honestly forgot about the concert tonight. I was laying on the couch, lounging in Eddie’s Hellfire club shirt and black cotton panties while watching some cheesy horror flick. I was just about to get up from the couch to call in for a pizza delivery, when Eddie crashed through the door. 

He looks absolutely frantic, making me feel instantly guilty. I totally forgot to tell him that I wouldn’t be able to make the concert tonight. Fuck. “Eddie, I’m so sorry! I had to cover Emily’s shift tonight and I completely forgot to let you know I wasn’t going to make it. I feel terrible.”  I stand up to give him a hug, he looks like he needs it.

Eddie’s frustration softens, but is still very present. “You just forgot to tell me? I was worried sick, baby. I thought you were hurt.” He hugs me back tightly, before sighing and letting me go.

“I know, I know, Eddie. I’m sorry,” I say, stepping back as he runs a hand through his hair in exasperation. One of the rings on his fingers gets stuck in his hair and as he is figuring out how to get it un-stuck, I can’t help but giggle.

His head immediately snaps to look at me, questioning, “What’s so funny?” 

I try not to, but I can’t hold back another giggle. “I can’t help it, you looked so worried.. It was kind of cute.” I know this conversation will get me nowhere but trouble, but my heart feels so inflated with how much he cares about me, I don’t even care right now.

His eyes close for a moment as he processes what just came out of my mouth, his tongue jutting into the side of his cheek. When he opens his eyes again, they seem much darker than they were before and I knew that my words had started something. His tone itself could cut through ice. “Excuse me? Would you like to repeat that? I’m just not sure that’s what you were really trying to say, sweetheart.” 

His words shoot a shiver through my body and directly down to my core. He doesn’t call me that unless I’m really starting to push my limits. It’s a fucked up nickname because it’s way too gentle for whatever he’s planning to do to me.

For some stupid reason, the desire to provoke him becomes unbearable. “That is actually exactly what I was trying to say. You were so worried about me that you ran home and almost tore the front door off its hinges. It was absolutely adorable.” I put extra emphasis on the last word, a smirk playing on my lips. 

His eyebrow raises at me as his arms cross over his chest, his fingers tapping his arm in an attempt to control his desire to put me over his knee right that second. “Oh yeah? Wanna make that hole you’re in a little deeper?” He takes a step closer to me until it feels like he’s towering over me, his face only inches from mine, and whispers, “Go on, say something else. I dare you.” 

Those fucking words. Maybe on any other day, I would have just apologized and took a spanking or two. But daring me? Oh boy, today was not the day. I just got done with two fucking shifts at work in a row and okay, yeah, I can see why you’d be worried about me and now you’re mad that I’m mouthing off, but seriously? Fuck you, Eddie! I thought to myself. 

Surprise registers on his face as his mouth opens slightly, eyes widening. Oh god. Did I just say that out loud? I look up at him and laugh nervously. “Is it too late already to say I’m sorry?” My voice is much more quiet than I mean it to be, but it’s too difficult to speak up when his eyes are on fire and it’s directed right at me.

He just stares at me, his eyes going from that teddy-bear brown to straight up black. He starts unbuckling his belt, pulling it from the loops slowly. My mouth dries out and for a moment, I’m frozen in place before the realization of what he’s about to do hits and I fucking bolt towards the bathroom so I can lock myself in there for a while until he calms down. 

His hand quickly reaches out and grabs me by the wrist before flipping me around to face him. He grabs my chin and forces me to look up at him while his other hand continues pulling his belt from the loops at an agonizing pace. “And just where do you think you’re going? You really think you get to say that shit to me and then run off to avoid my belt? Really?” He can’t help but laugh at my escape attempt, but his laugh sounds empty. 

I try to pull my face away from his grip, but it’s impossible. My nerves turn into anger and I suddenly swat his hand away from my face, my voice raising to a yell. “You can’t get me in trouble for this! I was just messing around, Eddie, can’t you take a fucking joke?” 

The growl that escapes his lips is feral. He grabs me by the back of the neck and pushes me forward, forcing me down the hallway towards the bedroom as he bites back, “Eddie? I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re talking to, sweetheart, but that is incorrect.” 

I’m practically stumbling over my own feet, he’s pushing me so hard and walking too fast for me to find a good rhythm in my steps. I get shoved down onto the mattress face first, but quickly flip myself around and sit up, scrambling backwards to the opposite side of the bed. “Stop it! Eddie I said I was sorry, I was joking! Don’t do this, seriously.” My voice is definitely mixed with panic and anger… arousal is in there somewhere too, judging by the wet spot I know is coming through my panties right now. 

He grabs me by my ankles and drags me back towards him, before flipping me over, scolding me as he yanks off my panties and giving my ass a few hard spanks with his hand to warm me up. “Let me get this straight. You are acting like a fucking brat, and now you refuse to take your punishment for it? Not only that, you know how you’re supposed to address me right now, yet you keep acting like you’re just my sweet little girlfriend and calling me by my name. But you’re not my sweet little girlfriend right now, are you?” 

He doesn’t even give me a chance to respond to his questions, he just grabs his belt and uses every harsh spank with it to emphasize his next words. “You. Are. My. Bratty. Fucking. Slut.” I wince and whine at every smack, and then my hands fly back to cover my now-bright red ass for protection. He has no patience with me anymore, I can tell. He grabs my hands to pin them behind my back, which makes me groan out in frustration and panic, and without even thinking about it, I’ve kicked my feet at him and hit him right in the thigh. Thankfully it wasn’t a direct kick to the balls, but it was close. And now I’m fucked.

I look back at him as best as I can, and the look on his face sends another round of chills down my spine. I can feel myself getting wetter by the second though, fuck my life. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it!” I scream at him, squirming as hard as I could to try to get away, “I wouldn’t have done that if you had just let me go!” 

He tuts at me from behind, sighing in disappointment. “You really need a lesson in obedience today, don’t you? I tried to just give you a few spankings with the belt. Just a few, and you just can’t stop making things worse for yourself.” He grabs me by the hair and yanks me up to sit, making me yelp. My shirt is torn off of me before a quick, double-handed shove sends me crashing back down. It’s not gentle, and I let out an “oof” when I hit the bed. He grabs me by my hips and flips me over again before getting onto the bed and straddling me so I can’t squirm away. 

He leans over and grabs a piece of rope in the bedside table drawer before grabbing my wrists harshly. As he is tying my wrists together, he talks to me rather calmly, as if he’s explaining how two plus two equals four. “If you had just taken your punishment like a good girl, I wouldn’t be having to do this, sweetheart. But you just couldn’t shut your mouth, could you? And then you kick me? You actually kick me? Well, when this all gets too intense for you, just remember that you brought this on yourself. I tried to let you off easy, I really did. But now it’s time to face the consequences, sweetheart.” He sighs as he pulls my arms up to tie the other end of the rope against the headboard, acting like my squirming is literally nothing to him.  The entire time he’s talking I’ve been doing my best to squirm, to look at him with pleading eyes, to whimper at him submissively like I know he likes, but none of it was doing a single thing to change his mind. 

I suddenly notice just how naked I am, and just how clothed he is. It makes my thighs squeeze together as I try to hide just how fucking turned on I am by all of this. Am I terrified? Yes. Have I ever gotten in this much trouble before? No. Am I wetter than I’ve ever been before in my life? God, yes. When he is done with the ties, he looks down at me with his arms crossed against his chest again and his eyebrow raised, waiting for… something?

I look up at him for a few seconds, getting a little bit irritated by the way he’s sitting there and staring at me expectantly but not doing or saying anything. “What?” Oops. That came out harsher than I meant it to.

“Well? Are you going to apologize?” He demands. Why the fuck is my only urge when he looks like that to make him even more agitated? I know punishment is coming. I know he’s at his limit with my disobedience and attitude. And yet it’s just too entertaining to witness all of his reactions when I refuse to give up.

“No. You don’t own me, you can’t make me do shit.” I glare at him, shutting my eyes and pulling at the restraints slightly as I prepare for a slap. It doesn’t come. 

I slowly peek one eye open and he leans forward, grabbing my chin in his hand so hard it hurts until I fully look at him, and then whispers, “Oh, but I do. And you’re going to learn that the hard way.” I can’t help but swallow hard, and my mouth dries out again. I have no clever response to that. 

He crawls off of me and grabs the underside of my knees, yanking them open despite me trying to keep them closed. I knew I was a mess down there and I didn’t want him to have the satisfaction of knowing that too. When he sees how wet I am, he lets out a whistle. “Damn, baby. You are such a dirty girl.” His fingers go right to my core, spreading my lips apart with two fingers, causing me to whimper and turn my face away from him because the way he’s looking at my pussy right now has my stomach doing flips. 

He slides two his two fingers up and down my slit to wet them before shoving them both inside me, giving me absolutely no time to adjust before he starts pumping them in and out at a much faster pace than he normally warms me up with. I moan out as his fingers are sliding in and out easily. I can already hear how wet I am on his fingers, and it makes my cheeks flush at the sound. I can’t even help it at this point and I squirm at the sensation, my legs closing around his hand. Which, obviously doesn’t do fucking anything to stop him or even slow him down. He curls his fingers up once he feels my g-spot start to swell from stimulation, not only making a “come here” motion but also still bringing his fingers in and out of me at a vicious pace. I squeeze my legs tighter and my moans straight up sound like I’m in a porno movie or something. 

“You are so fucking wet. I don’t even need to warm you up like this, do I? No, I don’t think I do.” He rips his hands away and leaves me whining at the empty feeling, but it is quickly replaced by the tip of his cock teasing my entrance. I don’t even remember seeing him take off his pants. He slides it along my slit and barely touches my clit with it, which makes me flinch. He slowly pushes himself inside of me as he grabs my hips so hard, I swear they’ll bruise. He leans his head back and groans at the feeling, but just a moment later he is pounding into me at an unforgiving pace. I look at him as my mouth hangs open, keeping eye contact as I’m unable to hold back my moans yet again. The speed of his thrusts mixed with just how turned on I am causes me to get closer to an orgasm much faster than I’d like to. 

I absentmindedly try to wrap my arms around him for something to hold on to but the ropes promptly remind me that I can’t. As he feels my pussy starting to twitch and throb the closer I get to an orgasm, he grabs onto the back of my thighs and pushes my legs up and to the side of me, giving him a much better angle to hit my g-spot with every thrust. When he hears the sweet sounds I’m making at this angle, he starts pushing himself deeper and thrusting his hips even harder, practically slamming into my cervix every few thrusts. If it weren’t for how ruthlessly he was fucking me, I would be extremely distracted by the heavenly groans that were freely flowing from his lips right now. 

I’m heading towards an orgasm so quickly, I barely have time to say “I’m gonna” before he pulls his cock out of me faster than I can realize what was happening. Right as I’m about to open my mouth to argue or whine at him for rudely stopping my impending orgasm, he brings his hand down to slap my pussy. The wet sound it makes mixed with the sting on my sensitive lips makes me arch my back and groan. He chuckles darkly and slaps my pussy again just to hear me make that sound again. 

Then he gets right in my face, and his voice sounds like it’s practically an entire octave lower than usual. “Do you want me to make you cum? Hm? Is that what you want?” I know where this is heading, and it is not in my favor. I nod my head quickly at him, making my voice sound as submissive as I can manage right now, hoping it will work.

“Yes! Yes please, please make me cum! Please Ed-Sir! Please make me cum Sir!” When I almost called him Eddie, he looked like he was about to fucking lose it, so I corrected myself. There have been times before when he’s edged me for days without letting me cum, and I absolutely cannot take that kind of punishment right now. 

He places his hand around my throat, squeezing tight enough so that I can’t easily speak and then slams himself inside of me again without warning. No sound comes out when I try to cry out from the sudden force. He speeds up and slows down in a repeating pattern until I’m quivering under him and he can feel just how close I am. He loosens his grip on my throat and has a devilish smirk while he says, “Say it again. Beg me. Say ‘Please Sir, please make me cum like the little slut I am.” 

I balk at his words; my voice is caught in my throat and I even stop moaning for a second. I’m so fucking close to cumming though, my legs are shaking uncontrollably. He slaps both of my tits, hard, to jump-start my brain into saying something. “Fuck! Don’t make me say that, God, please just let me cum!” 

A chuckle escapes his lips and he tuts his tongue at me in disappointment. He slaps me in the face suddenly. “God isn’t here, sweetheart. It’s just me. You just don’t want to listen, do you?” He says this casually, as if he didn’t just hit me. He pulls his cock out of me again, and I whine as my impending orgasm fizzles out again. He leans over and grabs more rope, silently tying my calf to my thigh and then tying the other side of the rope to the headboard. He does the same thing to my other leg, so that both of my legs are tied up and out of his way. I give the ropes a test squirm and become increasingly nervous as I realize just how little wiggle room I have. I can barely even move my hips an inch. Not good.

I want so badly to complain, to whine, to beg, to argue my way out of this. But as soon as my mouth opens, no words come out. Which is good, because the way he’s looking at me is telling me that now my punishment is going to really begin, and I am too nervous to make it any worse than it’s about to be. He reaches his hand out towards me and grips my cheeks in between his thumb and fingers, digging in. “You have been such a brat today, you don’t deserve an ounce of mercy, sweetheart.” 

He lets my cheeks go with a bit of force, before aligning himself up against my entrance and slamming inside me again. I’m hitting the edge so fast, I can’t even help myself from begging, despite what he literally just told me about not deserving mercy. “Please! Please just let me cum. Don’t edge me again, please! Two times is enough, Sir. Please, two times is enough!” My voice sounds whorish, even I can hear it. The force that he’s slamming into me makes every other syllable sound strained through my moans. 

“Oh, you think two times is enough?” He scoffs at me before pulling all the way out until just the tip is at my entrance, before slamming into me all the way and growling, “You think two times is all you deserve? You’re pathetic, baby. You don’t even realize how much you need me to break you, to put you in your place.” 

He pulls out and slams into me again, his hands reaching up and pinching my nipples hard enough to make me yelp. He continues at this pace, keeping me right on the edge with his incredibly slow, forceful thrusts. “Now beg me for it. Tell me you want me to make you cum. Say ‘Please Sir, please make me cum like the little slut I am.’” He spits out the word “slut” with venom, his eyes don’t leave mine for a second. I’m so close, so needy, so fucking close that I don’t dare look away from him either.

I cry out in frustration, a “no!” escaping my lips before I can even stop it. I look at him desperately, about to apologize for defying him yet again and beg him to just let me cum, but he smacks my tits again and uses both of his hands to grip my throat. He squeezes just enough that I can still breathe, if I really focus, but there’s no way I can talk. 

“No?” he repeats, an evil grin spreading across his face as he pulls out of me all the way again, and I think for a second he’s going to stop completely. “Well then, I guess we’re just going to have to keep going, aren’t we?” He leans in and bites the inside of my tit right next to my nipple so hard that I pull against the restraints and my eyes squeeze shut. He pushes himself back into me again, his pace so fast the bed sounds like it’s going to fucking break. I’m so close, so so close, and he knows it. He can feel it. “Don’t you dare fucking cum, babygirl.” 

As tears start to spring to my eyes, he lets my throat go and places his hands on each side of my head instead. The second I can, I’m begging as best as I can, “Please! Please pleasepleaseplease let me cum, Sir I can’t take it, please!” My words are barely even words, they’re all mushed together and tangled in between moans. My entire body is shaking from being so close as I try my best to hold it back. 

The grin on his face is sinister. “That’s more like it! Keep fucking begging, sweetheart. Say those magic words for me and I’ll let you cum.” His pace is unrelenting, giving me no option other than to hold back my orgasm, which he knows I can’t do for long.. Bastard, he isn’t giving me a choice anymore. 

My breathing becomes ragged as I fight desperately not to cum, but I can’t do it anymore. My eyes fly open wide and just as I’m about to lose control, he pulls out of me all the way. I never thought I’d be so relieved to feel the sensation of my orgasm fading away. I immediately pout at him, my voice barely above a whisper, “I can’t say it, Sir.. It’s too embarrassing. Please, please just let me cum.” 

“Oh, is it embarrassing for you?” He asks, a hint of a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. He wraps a hand in my hair, pulling my head up just a bit and putting his face very close to mine. “You think it’s embarrassing to beg for my cock? To admit that you’re mine and you’ll do anything for me to let you cum?” He slides his fingers inside of me, curling his fingers up towards my g-spot and fingering me violently, putting his entire arm into it, causing my hips to jiggle with the pure force of his movements. “Well, you’re gonna have to get over that embarrassment and beg me the right way, because I’m not stopping until you do, slut.” 

Tears form in my eyes at his words and the fact that he’s yet again working me so quickly towards an orgasm. It’s making my brain start to go fuzzy from all of the edges, slaps, and harsh words. My mouth opens and I can tell that the moans and gasps coming from me are just entertainment for Eddie at this point, because he mockingly moans right back at me, then growls. “Yeah? That feel good baby?” 

I can’t handle it anymore, all of my nerves feel like they’re being set on fire with how much I need to cum right now. I let out a single whimper in defeat, and my eyes drift away from him despite the fact that he’s holding my head up and forcing his face in mine. “Please Sir! Please make me cum…” the second half of my sentence is barely above a whisper, but I know he can hear it. “Like the l-little sl-slut I am.” My cheeks are on fire and I’m sure I am the color of a tomato after I finally say it. 

He sighs with satisfaction, his smirk turning into a huge grin and he finally lets my hair go. Just as I think he’s finally about to let me cum, he pulls his hand out of me yet again. I squirm against the ropes and a single tear falls onto my cheek with pure frustration, looking at him with horror as if he just committed a crime. 

“You’re not getting off that easy. Say it like you mean it, baby. Say it like you’re proud to be my slut.” He slides his cock back into me, both of us emitting a low, guttural groan at the same time. He barely gives me a second to hesitate before slapping me on my cheek again, his voice as sharp as a knife. “Fucking. Say. It.” 

I gasp as he slaps my cheek again before letting out a mix between a moan and a whine in frustration from how torturously slow he’s going. His goal right now is just to keep me teetering on the knife’s edge of an orgasm. I finally give up and cry out, “Please! Please Sir, make me cum like the little slut I am, please! I can’t take it anymore!” 

The smirk that crept back on his face was pure evil. “Good fucking girl!” he groans as he finally picks up the pace, pumping into me deep and hard and fast, slamming into my g-spot with every thrust. As my orgasm finally crashes into me, I practically scream. My back arches as much as it is allowed and I can still hear the sloppy wet sounds of him slamming into me over and over, despite how loud I am. My breath is stolen away from me with how intense it all is, all of those edges making this one orgasm almost unbearable. My limbs keep shaking and fighting against the rope even as my orgasm slows down because my pussy immediately feels overstimulated. My eyes look glossy as tears are filling them again and I can’t stop squirming. “Please stop, please stop, it’s too much! I came, I’m done cumming! Sir I came, now please give me a break!” 

He chuckles at my predicament, leaning down and brushing his lips against my ear as he whispers, “You are mine to use however I want. I’m not going to stop until you’re a sobbing, blubbering mess.” The sound I make at this is in between a cry and a moan, since he is fucking me so hard and fast that I’m immediately being dragged toward another orgasm. The sound I make causes him to groan and add, “And even then, I might not stop. Not until I’m good and ready to stop watching you cum. You have been such a naughty fucking girl today, and I am going to teach you a fucking lesson.” 

I cry out at his words in protest, hopelessly squirming against the restraints as he fucks me closer and closer to my next orgasm. The closer I get, the more uneven my breathing becomes. I look up at him, pleading with him desperately. “Sir, please don’t do this to me! I’ve learned my lesson, I promise!” I can’t help but squeeze my eyes shut, fighting hard to hold back my next orgasm threatening to hit me like a brick wall.

“I don’t believe you,” Eddie growls, thrusting harder as he feels me tensing up beneath him. He looks down at me heartlessly. “You’re going to cum for me. Right now.”

As soon as he tells me, no, fucking commands me to cum, I’m seeing stars. I can feel his eyes locked on my face, committing the look of pleasured agony on my face to memory. My moans are stuck in my throat with the intensity and my entire body is shaking and twitching and squirming. The sounds coming from his cock slamming into my pussy is fucking filthy. As my orgasm slows down, my limbs go limp and I am panting hard, trying like hell to catch my breath. 

He finally pulls out of me, leaving me twitching and whimpering from how hard I just came. My eyes flutter open at him, thanking him wordlessly for finally giving me a break. As I lay there with my chest heaving, believing he’s going to actually have some mercy on me, he lets his eyes trail down my body and fall onto my pussy. More specifically, my swollen and twitching clit. 

The sight makes him look at me like he was just given a new favorite toy. “Oh look, your poor little clit is just begging for my attention. I’ve been so mean to neglect it!” He slowly glides his fingers down my thigh, looking into my eyes and chuckling, “I hope you didn’t think I was done with you, sweetheart.” He quickly removes his own shirt before ever so gently sliding his fingers up and down my folds, before landing on my clit and gently circling it, but not quite touching yet. He leans down and kisses my chest, working his lips all the way down to my pussy, ignoring every one of my whimpers. He places a single, very gentle kiss directly on my clit as a warning for what’s to come, making me jerk and squeal. 

“Please Sir, my I’m way too sensitive for this!” I beg, a full pout on my lips. “I’m too sensitive..” 

Eddie laughs in amusement at my protest. His tongue darts out to flick at my clit, making me gasp and jerk my hips again. “Oh baby,” he breathes, “You’re always too sensitive for me.” He smirks and flattens his tongue, slowly licking from the very bottom of my entrance to the top of my clit, making me squirm and whine, unable to peel my eyes off of him. He suddenly pulls back, bringing his hand down to slap me 5 sharp times on my pussy, which makes me throw my head back with a long groan and flinch with every hit. “I don’t remember asking for your fucking opinion, though, slut.” He leans back down, placing his lips directly over my clit and sucking just barely, before rolling his tongue slowly. He only gives me about 2 seconds of soft touches before starting his assault. He violently lashes his tongue against my clit, then starts sucking hard, rolling his tongue with force. 

I squeak and jerk, before ungodly sounds start falling from my mouth. My arms and legs pull against their restraints and I do my very best to buck my hips away from his ministrations. I’m babbling nonsense and moaning lewdly, already fully overstimulated and he’s barely even started eating me out.

He groans at the sight of me squirming, sending vibrations through my clit. He’s unable to stop himself from groaning out some more as he hears every one of my incoherent babbles for mercy. He keeps going at a steady pace, pushing me close to another orgasm. He could spend days down there, the sound and sight of me right now just too sweet for him to not enjoy every single second of it.

I’m internally panicking as I near the edge of another orgasm. My breathing is fast and shallow and I can barely get a single word of my begging to actually sound like a real word. “Please, please no this is too intense! I can’t!” I pant out, praying he can understand me between my moaning and panting and how much I’m stuttering through my words. 

Eddie chuckles darkly at my pleas, happy that he’s got me exactly where he wants me. He pulls back just enough to lick a long strip up my entire pussy again and looks up at me with a smirk. When I look back at him, I gasp slightly. His eyes are fucking black, his pupils are so huge that all the pretty brown in his eyes have disappeared. There wasn’t a single ounce of leniency in his features. “You can’t handle it, huh?” he taunts, laughing. “It’s too intense, baby?” He pouts at me mockingly, using his fingertips to gently rub my clit, keeping me from getting a real break, but I’m grateful to be able to catch my breath at least.

I whimper at him pathetically and nod, looking at him with tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. “Yes! Please, please no more Sir, it is too intense, it is! I won’t be able to handle cumming like this!” My words are flying out of my mouth as fast as I can say them, hoping beyond all hope that he listens to me this time.

He watches me intently as I beg and the tears threatening to spill down my face are obvious, but his eyes don’t soften one bit. If anything, they seem to somehow darken even more. He shakes his head slowly, his lips curling into another sinister smile as he whispers, “Oh, it’s so cute when you beg me like that. I think you’re finally starting to learn your lesson in respect.” And with that, he returns his tongue to my clit, thrashing it cruelly against me and wrapping his lips around, sucking and rolling his tongue to elicit more sweet, desperate cries from my mouth. 

I let out a strangled moan as soon as he continues, and my orgasm hits me almost immediately. I struggle and thrash against the restraints, this orgasm feeling 100 times more intense than the others. Tears fall onto my cheeks as the pleasure turns into pure torture, words lost in my throat yet again as all I can do is scream and moan and take it. 

His tongue works up a frenzy, not giving me a moment's rest as he forces my orgasm to be drawn out as long as he can. When I finally come down from my high, he looks up at me to see my ruined face. Pink cheeks, tear stains, red and swollen lips from how much I’ve been chewing on them. His hand moves to gently rub my pussy lips, licking his lips at the sight of me. “That’s it, my little slut. You belong to me. I can do whatever I want with you. Right?” 

His question is a test, and I am desperate to pass with flying colors. “Yes! Yes Sir, I belong to you! You own me, please!” I look at him with pleading eyes, a few tears leaking down my cheeks again as my legs tremble uncontrollably.

To my utter relief, his eyes finally soften towards me and he smiles up at me. He pulls himself up to kiss my lips gently, slowly sliding two fingers inside of me, thrusting them deep and hard, but slow. “That’s it, good girl. I’m so glad to see you’ve finally learned your manners, baby.” He pulls back to watch me, enjoying the sight of me being so submissive as he slowly slides his fingers in and out of me with force. After a minute or so, he talks gently to me. “I’m going to leave you tied up, sweetheart. I know you’re being good now, but you understand that I have to finish your punishment, right? I can’t let you off the hook just because you’re finally being my good girl.” 

I’m so grateful that he’s finally being gentle with me that it takes me a good few seconds to process what he says. My eyes are glossed over and my brain is so fuzzy; I can feel myself drifting into subspace with every passing moment. He can see it in me too, he knows me so well. I sniffle when I finally realize what he’s said and he’s expecting a response, slowly nodding my head. My voice is hoarse from all the sounds I’ve been making. “Yes Sir. I’m sorry Sir.” 

He hums, visibly pleased with my response. “That’s better baby, I know you are.” He pulls his fingers out of me before standing up, turning towards the night stand again. He opens up a drawer and pulls out my arch nemesis: The Magic Wand. I can never handle that without begging and sobbing for mercy, even without it being a part of a punishment. Even when he tries to be nice, it’s always too much. 

He turns back towards me, searching my face for any sign of resistance, just to make sure that I really have learned my lesson and I plan on being a good girl. The second I see the wand my cunt clenches and I let out the tiniest whimper, gulping nervously. A single tear falls down my cheek again and he brings his hand up to wipe it away. “I know baby, I know.” He says softly before turning around and plugging it into the wall. 

The moment he turns back around and switches it on, he presses it against my clit, watching every single expression on my face. I jerk against the restraints and feel like the wind has been knocked out of my lungs. He bites his lip for a second before groaning out, “Ohh, that’s it baby. Feel that?” I can only whine at him in response, struggling to keep my eyes on his but somehow I manage, although tears are threatening to spill out any second from the overstimulation. “You’re going to cum so hard for me, aren’t you baby?” He presses it into my clit more, making tiny circles, causing me to cry out and arch my back, my entire body pulling against the restraints whether I want them to or not.

“Yes!” I cry out in response to him, although it barely sounds like a word. My entire body feels like it’s being electrocuted, and I can’t help but shake violently as I’m being thrust into an orgasm within seconds of him asking. A scream rips itself out of my throat and I feel like I’m going to explode. Eddie’s eyes roll to the back of his head as he hears me, groaning out, “That’s right, fucking scream for me.” 

I feel like this orgasm is never going to end. My vision is going black, or maybe my eyes are just squeezed shut, I can’t even tell anymore. The way I scream is absolutely primal, tears rolling down my face and my crying turns to sobbing. My entire body is full of electricity and suddenly, I feel it. My body is fucking convulsing (as much as it can against the rope, anyway) as fluid starts squirting from my pussy. I feel it pool up underneath me and I hear a gasp and a groan from Eddie. “Thaaaat’s it baby, look at you fucking go!” he sounds like he could cum just from the sight of me. As soon as it ends, he finally turns the vibrator off and pulls it away. I feel like I can finally fill my lungs with oxygen again.

 When my eyes open, Eddie and I stare at each other with the exact same look of utter shock on our faces. That’s the first time I have ever done that. His look of surprise is short-lived though because when he sees the mess I’ve made on his hand, he drops the vibrator to inspect his hand in the light. He licks off every finger with a smack of his lips and a wicked fucking grin on his face. My face is frozen still, especially after seeing him do that. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he breathes, staring down at me with a mixture of awe and something wild in his eyes. 

I close my eyes and a few more tears fall out onto my cheeks as my breathing is still a bit ragged. I feel his hands gently wipe away my tears and he whispers, “Baby, look at me.” My eyes flutter open halfway, nibbling my bottom lip. “Color?” He asks, his eyes look so warm and caring at this moment. I lean into his hand on my cheek with a tiny smile and a sniffle.

“Green.. I promise I’m okay. That was just… I don’t know if I can do that again.” I shake my head at him to emphasize my words, but I feel much more grounded after the check-in. 

He smiles gently at me, nodding back as his expression softens. “I know baby, I know that was a lot. But you’re doing so well.” He puts two fingers under my chin, making sure my eyes stay trained on his so that I really hear every word. “You can do this, sweetheart. I know you can.” He leans down and presses a kiss to my forehead before lifting back up, a stern expression on his face again. “Now. I want you to repeat after me. Say ‘Please Sir, I want you to make me cum like that again.’” He watches me closely, licking his lips as he waits for my response.

I close my eyes as he kisses my forehead, nodding through his encouragement. But my eyes fly right back open with his last demand and my voice gets caught in my throat again. Even as fucked out and obedient as I am now, my heart rate spikes at the thought of having to do… that again. Still, I swallow hard before somehow forcing the words out. “Please, Sir… I want you to make me cum like that again.” My lower lip is quivering as I whimper the words out. 

He groans as I say this, his cock twitching noticeably. His lips suddenly crash into mine, kissing me roughly. As he pulls back, he’s got that wild look in his eyes again as they trace over every inch of my body. “That’s my good girl. I’m going to make you cum one more time while I use that throat of yours.” He climbs onto the bed again, facing away from the headboard and putting each of his legs on either side of my head. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out, the heavenly sound of his own moan flooding my ears as he slowly lowers himself into my mouth, making sure to glide himself all along my tongue on the way in. He pumps his cock in and out of my mouth at a steady pace, slowly working its way towards my throat. After a couple minutes of this, he feels himself getting close to his own release. He leans over and grabs the wand again, turning it on and growling, “Get ready, slut. Knock on the headboard if you really need to breathe.”

He shoves his cock deep into my throat and I can’t help but gag, struggling to breathe through my nose and relax the muscles in my throat. “Fuck!” he groans out, before he pulls the hood of my clit back, something he knows is the most cruel thing he could do, and presses the wand firmly into my clit. Every single muscle in my body cries out in agony, begging to be allowed to squirm away from the sensation. I try to scream out but it makes me gag, and I lose my ability to breathe at all as my lungs refuse to work anymore from all of the stimulation. Too much stimulation. My brain feels like it’s short circuiting. Just as my lungs are starting to burn from lack of oxygen, I cum somehow even harder than I did the last time. I feel like I’m on fire and being shot up into icy space at the same time. I can’t move, I can’t scream, I can only cum. Once again, I feel myself start to squirt, and it all becomes too much. I start gagging on him again, and I hear him fucking whimper before groaning. His cum shoots down my throat and I have no choice but to swallow it. 

He turns the vibrator off and throws it to the side, pulling his cock out quickly as I gasp for breath, taking in huge gulps of air as he makes quick work of my restraints. He slowly guides my arms down and gently rubs my shoulders, then helps me close my legs and gently rubs my hips. He whispers, “I know baby, I know,” as I wince from the pain of finally being able to move my limbs and them being so sore. 

The second he looks me in the eyes and is about to ask how I feel, my vision goes blurry and I’m confused for a second before I actually realize I’m crying again. I can’t stop it though, my body is so exhausted and my brain is so fuzzy and every part of me is buzzing and sore. He instantly wraps me up in his arms, cradling my head against my chest and kissing my head. “Good girl,” he whispers to me, and his voice back to the normal, sweet and kind Eddie I hear every day. “You are such a good girl, I am so fucking proud of you, baby.” 

This was easily the most intense punishment I have ever been through, and he knows it. I’ve never squirted before in my life. I can barely even hear him whispering reassuring words to me over my own ragged breathing and sniffles, but I do notice that I am clinging onto him for dear life. He holds me close, rocking me gently back and forth. He kisses me on the top of my head again, and his voice starts to soothe every ounce of unrest in my body.

“Shh, shh.. It’s okay baby, I know it was rough, that was a really hard lesson. But you did so good.. I’m so so proud of you, baby.” He slowly takes his hand off of my head, leaning back enough so that he can wipe away the tears on my cheeks with his thumbs. Then he cups my cheeks in his hands and kisses all over my face. He starts at my forehead, then my nose, then both of my cheeks, and over my eyes. He is so gentle with every kiss, and about halfway through my tears stop falling and a little tiny giggle escapes my lips. 

I open my eyes to look up at him and his heart breaks when he sees my eyes red from so many tears and my cheeks absolutely covered in tear stains and blotchy pink skin. “Was that too much for you?” he whispers, talking so softly, as if his tone itself could blow me away if it was too loud or firm.

I smile softly and shake my head, still sniffling but just barely. His eyes look so pretty, I could get lost in them and never want to find my way out. His eyebrows are furrowed with concern and I can see his eyes scanning my every feature to make sure I really am okay. My heart swells about a thousand times its normal size. “No, it wasn’t too much, Eddie. It was so, so good. It was easily the most intense thing I’ve ever felt in my life, but it wasn’t too much. I promise. I just need lots of love now, okay?” I smile at him again with a little scrunch of my nose, trying to make extra sure he knows I really am okay. 

Eddie lets out a shaky breath but I can see the relief on his face as he brings my head into his chest again, holding his hand there to cradle it as he tickles gentle circles across my back with his other hand. “I’m right here, baby. I’m right here. I’ve got you. I love you so much.” 

I close my eyes again because the sensation on my back feels like heaven. I mumble into his skin, “I love you too. So much, Eddie.” I start trying to regulate my breathing, every deep inhale brings his delicious scent of woodsy musk and cigarettes. Once I feel like I’m returning back into a normal headspace, I pull back a little and show him my wrists and point to my legs. They’re still red and indented from the rope. “Can you help these feel better please?” 

He smiles softly down at me, his eyes and fingers running over every single mark on my skin, before nodding. “Of course, baby. Let’s go into the bathroom and I’ll take care of you.” He gets off the bed before picking me up and helping me wrap my legs around him. I press my face into his neck and wrap my arms around him and can’t help but smile. I could honestly live like this, in his embrace. Smelling his skin. His hair tickling my face. Feeling his chest against mine. It’s all perfection.

Once we get to the bathroom, he slowly puts me down and spins me gently to face the mirror. He looks into it at me, smiling and petting my hair to smooth it down. “There’s my pretty girl,” he murmurs, “You are so perfect.” My face turns a bright ride and I hide my face in my hands, unable to help myself. 

“Eddie!” I giggle out. He always knows how to make me smile and completely fluster me at the same time. I gently peek at him in the mirror through my fingers, his smile is so sweet as he watches me. He chuckles at my reaction, gently placing his hands on my hips and spinning me around to look at him. I lower my hands and stare into his eyes, practically entranced.

“You’re so cute, baby.” He smiles and kisses my forehead again, bringing each of my hands into his and up to his lips, kissing each one so gently. He guides me over to sit down on the toilet seat, before turning to the tub and turning on the water. “Let’s get you all cleaned up, yeah?” 

As I sit down and watch the tub start to fill, I nod and lean forward to rest my head against his side, wanting to never stop touching him. “Yeah…yes please, I’d love a bath.” 

We wait in silence for a few minutes before he checks the temperature. Deeming it perfect, he grabs my hands again to help guide me towards the tub. As I sit down and relax into the water, he smiles at me and says, “Ahhhhh, that’s better, isn’t it? Feel good baby?” 

I nod and smile up at him and watch as he grabs the shower head to bring it down. He sits down next to the tub, turning on the shower head and he is so careful about wetting my hair without letting water drip onto my face. 

He takes his time, massaging my scalp slowly and with the perfect pressure as he shampoos it. After another few minutes of silence, I hear him starting to hum one of the songs from that Black Sabbath album, Master of Reality. I can’t tell which song it is, though. My eyes start to droop and I giggle a little at the end of the song as he’s slowly rinsing the soap out of my hair.

“You’re going to make me fall asleep if you keep this up, you know. Warm water, massages, and music? You’re spoiling me, Eddie.” I say, my eyes closed still to make sure no soap or water gets into my eyes as he rinses my hair off.

He chuckles softly at me, pressing a kiss to my now-clean hair. “I could do this for hours, baby. Plus, you deserve to be spoiled. Trust me.” I sigh in content and lean into his kiss, feeling utter bliss in the calm of the moment. 

Once he is done making every inch of me nice and clean, continuing the whole time to give me praise and making sure he is absolutely as gentle as he can be, he drains the tub for me and helps me stand up. He wraps me in a towel and gives me a great big hug, and it takes him a few seconds to let go. He picks me up again, bridal style this time, and brings me back to the bedroom despite my giggling at him that I am able to use my feet again. 

“I know you can, but I’ve got you baby, don’t you even worry about it.” He presses another kiss into the side of my head, which is probably the thousandth kiss of the evening. Not that I’m complaining for a second. He helps me get dressed into my comfiest pajamas and then dresses himself in boxers and a random t-shirt. He turns to me when he’s finished, cocking his head at me with a smile.

“So…I call for pizza, you pick the movie?” he asks, already reaching for the phone. Yeah… I’m so spoiled.

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[vinsmokesangio]

neediness

pairing: taz skylar x gf!reader

summary: Everything is so intense at the beginning of a relationship and you couldn't be happier. After so long of not being able to connect emotionally with someone, finding someone like Taz was one of the best things that could happen.

warnings: 🔞 f!reader | fluffy, but still a smut because they’re young, naughty and in love. if you’re a minor, please DNI. small plot - maybe I’ll make it into a series (?) idk, let 's see.| penetrative sex, unprotected sex (reader use other contraceptive methods). mentions of blood period. cockwarming. No proofread.

P.s: This is just fanfiction. No disrespect to Taz.

word count: 787

Another typical movie night - which you both hold religiously every Friday - at your apartment or his. This time it was Taz's turn to choose, but let's face it, it was very difficult to concentrate on anything when you have a handsome boyfriend with a smile that always takes your breath away.

As you watch the movie on the couch, Taz caresses your hands naively, using physical touch as his love language. But it's the beginning of your fertile period, so any touch from him is already a warning and becomes a tease. His hands run down your thighs and you take a deep breath. It's really cute how sometimes he doesn't realize the effect he has on you, his naivety in those moments is funny. But he notices you shivering, and you clench your tighs together.

"Someone's needy today, huh?" He teases with a lil smile on his face and placing a kiss on your forehead.

"Is it that obvious?" you chuckled, turning your body to face him. "It's not my fault if you're hot as fuck. I can't get enough of you, bae..." you whisper, caressing his tighs and he groans at your touch. His damn smile. God you're so lucky.

In a fast movement, he grabs your hips making you sit on his lap and you start moving it causing some friction between his bulge already evident. You're kissing passionately yet full of lust, between moans and some pauses to catch a breath. His hands go up and down your body, and you can´t take it anymore. You drop his gray sweatpants and your mouth waters at the sight of his member. He is looking at you with lust, mouth half open, waiting for you to touch him where he needs it most.

Thank godness you chose to wear just a t-shirt today, so you just put your panties aside and tease the tip of his cock at your entrance. You both moan at the feeling.

"y/n, stop teasing..." Taz said smiling, completely breathless.

"Needy and impatient today, baby?" you tease, and before he can answer, you end his agony by putting his member fully inside you. You both let out a loud moan, and you take a moment to adjust his size. Visual contacts are made all the time, increasing the desire between you even more. You start riding him while he grabs your hips to help you move, both now is a moaning mess.

It's passionate, intense, and naughty at the same time. You can't take your eyes off each other, and in that moment, Taz is sure that you are a goddess and the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. The way your hair sticks to your face due to sweat, your eyes closed and mouth half open showing the pleasure taking over you, it's as if the scene was in slow motion and he was drunk on love and desire. He can feel you clenching around him and he knows you're close.

"Just like that, let it go for me, love" he praises you and you bite your lower lip.

Just a few more thrusts so you both reach the orgasm together. You put your head on his shoulder, trying to catch your breath and he begins to draw invisible patterns on your back lovingly, also recovering himself. You stay inside him for a few more minutes, just enjoying the moment.

"Baby, I need to get up." he chuckles. "But it's so warm in here..." You face him with your best doe eyes. "You're perfect, y/n/n, did you know that?" He can't help but laugh and kiss you again and hug you.

"What if I do it all again, huh?" unexpectedly, you start to move inside him slowly again, and he looks at you surprised, but clearly enchanted by your neediness. Your eyes are full of lust and desire, and Taz swears he's going to heaven in that moment. How could you be so perfect?

"I won't stop you, love."

[nevernonline]

✧.* grow as we go; svt smau.

entry #14; dressing for revenge.

synopsis: over the past ten years you’ve fallen in love many times. one day someone happens to stumble across your journal sitting out on your nightstand and started posting your entries online. after all of your secrets are leaked it’s clear things would ever be the same again.

𐦍 paring: svt members x afab! reader.

𐦍 feat: non-idol! svt

𐦍 genre/s: reader is super angsty low-key, fluffy, sexual themes.

𐦍 content: swearing, bullying, crazy ex’s, mentions of sexual relations, some drinking& mary jane 🍃

word count: around 2k

warnings: mentions of drunk driving

masterlist ▸ 013 gut feelings and emotional dealings ▸ 015 leave it to the cullens. (part 1)

The beeping of your front door pad got you sitting up on the couch to wait for the arrival of your best friend. Seokmin walked through the door alone, which almost shocked you because lately he hasn’t gone many places without his nerd tribe, you were happy for him finding good friends outside of you. 

“Seokminnie, hello gorgeous.” 

“Hey, baby.” 

You both met in the middle of your front entryway, wrapping him in a big hug, grateful you have someone who was always a constant in your life. 

Looking down at his empty hands confused you, you knew he mentioned he was going to be bringing snacks in with him, but they were nowhere to be found.

“Uh, where are these snacks you promised to bring me? Are you getting forgetful? You’re a little too young for that to start happening now, I’m not sure if I should be concerned or not?” 

“Yeah, about that. Uh-” 

“Vernon, Jun, and Wonwoo are here too aren’t they?” 

“Don’t be mad.” 

“Why would I be mad? Where are they?” 

“The hallway. You know before you-” 

Swinging open your door you saw the three other suspects standing in the hallway, covering the body of a fourth person who came alone for the ride, Minghao. 

“What is going on? Is he here to get in another fight or..”

“No, y/n we're here because we need to tell you something important, especially Minghao. I didn’t want to tell you beforehand so here we are. I think you guys should talk, the rest of us will go chill on the balcony for now, okay? And he brought you the snacks so be nice.” 

“Alright.” 

Crossing your arms in the doorway you make room for the boys to all pass through, without making eye contact with the one you weren’t sure if you should be happy showing up with them or not. 

“Hey, here.” 

Minghao standing in your apartment for a third time, looking as casual as you’ve ever seen him in a full black sweatsuit holding a white plastic bag with bags of chips peeking out the top, waiting for you to take it out of his grasp. Another thing you notice about him is his pink wrapped wrist sticking out from under his sleeve, his cast. 

“Thanks.” 

Grabbing the back and trying very hard to maintain your composure, you turned and placed it on your marble countertop, remembering the time he placed you on top of it to kiss you. 

Shaking it off you placed the frozen pint of half baked ice cream in the freezer and walked over to the couch, not giving him a second look before he sat across from you on the white sofa. 

“So you have something to tell me?” 

“Yeah, it's kind of a lot. So if you’ll just sit back and let me explain first before letting me know how you feel just please at least do me that favor.” 

“Go ahead.” 

Minghao took a deep breath in and eyed your bar cart before starting his conversation. Which you noticed right away and without any words, got up to grab an open bottle of tequila sitting on top, pouring him a glass and watching as he took a shot before you sat down again. 

“Thanks. So, the reason I was really upset last night and came to crash your date with Joshua is because I found out he was one of the people helping Mimi. I had suspicions before, but I was never sure enough to pin him to it until yesterday. I really tried to keep my composure but, when he told me to shut the fuck up and get out I couldn’t do it anymore. He was just acting so casual with you like he had nothing to do with any of it and it pissed me the fuck off. 

I really don’t know how to tell you the entirety of the story or what I know, but I can just start with saying I’m really sorry. I’m sorry if I caused you pain, y/n. I should’ve known from the moment I met you at Wonwoo’s that you weren’t the person Mimi made you out to be.

 A few months ago, when all of this started Mimi reached out to me to get help. She said she knew the girl who hurt my mom and wanted to help me meet her and confront her about it, but there was something I had to do for her first. Which was to help her blackmail you, befriend you so I can break your heart. That’s all she wanted me to do for her when it came to you. I had no idea she was going to go this far to hurt you. 

Joshua was the one who stole your journal for Mimi, which I know is weird and you’re probably wondering why or how he even knew where it was. I found out he got it from Minnie, she told him where it was. Well, I assumed this part for a while without proof, especially since the first post was from your apartment and she had all of those photos of you in her room. I don’t know how or why they were trying to hurt you so much or why she even was helping Mimi. I thought it was weird, but it’s all unconfirmed. I think Mingyu is helping too. There’s obviously a lot more we need to figure out before we can finally confront them. 

I just want you to know I did have a part in it at first, but I stopped the moment after I realized she was full of shit, which was the night you made me dinner and we had sex. I told her I wanted nothing to do with it anymore and that she was full of shit and she’s been threatening me ever since. 

The reason I think Mingyu and Minnie are helping her is because she came to the hospital last night, to threaten me one last time, I overheard her talking on the phone in the hallway, she said Joshua is fine and to act like they had no idea we got in a fight, Seokmin showed me some texts from Minnie and I know she sent a photo of me to your group chat at the bar with her. I never even saw her there. The reason why I was there in the first place was to essentially pretend to pledge my allegiance to her so I could get more information. 

When she went to the bathroom, I took her phone which was locked, but I saw a text from a group chat attached with three other code names, just emojis, but it was enough to assume it was Joshua, Mingyu, and Minnie. It was a Bunny, a Mouse, and a Dog. Am I even making sense? I don’t know anymore, but just know I never had any intention of hurting you once I found out the truth, I just wanted to help somehow and get back to getting to know you. 

I know you probably don’t want anything to do with me anymore, y/n. So if you want me to leave, I can. I’m just really sorry.” 

Sitting in silence for a few minutes, you weren’t sure if you were going to start crying or screaming at the top of your lungs, Minghao watched you take his glass and down the lukewarm tequila to wash away the rage in your gut and feel a different kind of burn. 

“So, you were helping Mimi?” 

“Yeah. For a while.” 

“Okay.” 

“Okay?” 

“I’m not sure what to say, I guess.” 

“Oh. Right.” 

“How do I know I can trust everything you’re saying to me right now?” 

“I can show you text messages and proof I tried to get her to quit many times. I voice recorded her in the hospital last night telling me to back off. I can show you, that is if you want.” 

“Yeah, can I see?” 

Minghao opens a folder in his photos app and shows you screenshots of all the information he collected over the past few weeks, ever since the night he first told Mimi to let you off the hook. 

Scrolling through the images made your tears start to hit the brims of your eyes. You looked up for a moment at Minghao sitting and staring your way, watching your heart crush once more into tiny pieces. 

“Thanks.” 

“Sure.” 

“No, just thanks for being honest with me. Thank you for trying to make it better, even if you fucked up a little bit along the way. Not many people could own up to that. It’s actually impressive to know you’re so honest.” 

“I have no choice. This is the wrong time to say this too, but it might be my last chance. But, over the time I spent with you and the more I got to know you, y/n. I, uh, couldn’t help but start to fall in love with you, you’re incredibly impressive. The night at my gallery I wanted to tell you how I felt, but that didn’t end well for us either. I hope someday you’ll forgive me.” 

Pouring yourself another drink, one big enough to share with the boy across from you, you took a big swig and handed him the glass which he drank his share. 

“Look, Minghao this is probably against my better judgment and I hope it doesn’t end up biting me in the ass, but I was falling for you too and with any chance you still have feelings for me or whatever, I’d like to be friends with you, for real this time and just restart by getting to know each other honestly. And I mean you kind of did break your wrist defending me, so I feel like I cannot say no." 

“Really?” 

“Yeah, I know those dorks would never have brought you here if they didn’t think you deserved to tell me all of this yourself. So?” 

“Yeah, I’d like that a lot.” 

“Cool, but no spending time alone for now, I’m not sure if I’m ready for that yet. Just friends okay?” 

“Just friends. Should we shake on it or drink on it?” 

“Hug, maybe? That’s a normal friendly thing. Oh, and let me sign your cast.” 

“Yeah, totally.” 

Minghao scooted his body closer to you and wrapped his unbound arm around your shoulders and gave you a half assed hug, which made you giggle. 

“Bitch, what was that?” 

“A hug? What? Bitch?” 

“Hao, if you call that a hug you are a bigger dumb ass than I thought, come on.” 

Turning your body towards him you wrapped your arms tightly under his armpits and pulled him in for a hug that almost felt like a new beginning. 

“Thank you, really, for telling me all of that.” 

“You deserved to know the truth, Swan.” 

“Wow. Now we can finish Twilight.” 

“That would be great.” 

“You know, I just remembered that they’re still sitting outside, should we play a prank on them?” 

“I like your style.” 

“Okay, I’m going to yell at you, very rudely, just get pissed and slam my front door. Got it?” 

“Yes, ma’am.” 

Standing up from the couch you positioned yourself in front of the window, so they can get a good listen through the blinds of your fake reeling into Minghao. 

Giving him a small nod to let him know you were going to begin, he smiled back ready to see your rage. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re a fucking lying piece of shit.” 

“Me? You’re such a bitch, y/n. Now I get why the fuck nobody wants to be around you.” 

“Thats rich, get the fuck out of my apartment.” 

Minghao leapt off the couch and ran to your front door slamming it behind him and stood outside of it to listen to the aftershocks of your fake conversation. 

He heard Seokmin and Jun asking you what happened, assuming Wonwoo and Vernon were standing there not knowing what to do in silence. 

Suddenly the door opened up to reveal Seokmin’s shocked face looking at Minghao standing in the hallway so casually with his arms crossed. 

“You guys fucking suck.” 

“Sorry, Seok. We had to.” 

“Get your stupid ass back inside.” 

Minghao walked back into your apartment with a fresh start on his mind, arm and arm with your best friend and a relief off his chest that you forgave him and he was able to be in your life, maybe not how he exactly wanted but more than he expected. 

Vernon made himself at home on your couch, wrapped up in the furry gray blanket you had thrown over the back. 

Wonwoo was situated pouring drinks into some glasses, while Jun was still giggling to himself on the floor. 

“So you guys are good?” 

You just nodded at the boy wrapped comfortably on the couch, batting his pretty brown eyes your way. 

“Yeah, but now we all have to take down the bad guys.” 

Smiles came from around the room as you grabbed a sharpie and situated yourself back on the couch, surrounded by friends who truly had your back all signing the cast of the boy who defended your honor.

On the way home Minghao couldn't help but think about the words on his cast, that were surrounded by small stars and your named signed below.

 'Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.'

A quote from twilight you remembered him whispering to you before falling asleep. Something to believe in.

note: hiii we're v much in it now! all the aftermath of y/ns failed date with joshua and finally getting a peak I not who the backstabbers really are. I hope u guys enjoy!! also pls check out my next little snippet of my new smau for after this one, its def slightly more lighthearted but as a fan of drama they'll still be some hehe. ok thank u thank u love u. also unedited prob some typos or something but anyway. 🖤

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[damiansgoodgirll]

Can I pls have a 90's Edge x Fem reader where he kisses her back after patching her up and it leads to fluffy smut?

edge x reader

tw : smut smut smut

goodnight pretty girl

it’s been a rough match but you were glad you made it out as a champion.

you were in pain, anyone could tell that. fans cheering for you, at some point they thought you weren’t going to make it due to the amount pain you were feeling from your shoulders down to your back but you all proved them wrong and once you got backstage you couldn’t wait to take a shower and go back to the hotel so you could have a full night of sleep.

before you could reach your car your heard your boyfriend edge calling your name. you were surprised to see him there as he didn’t have any match to attend that night.

“you did great love!” he hugged you and you hugged him back.

“thanks…” you smile as you captured his lips with yours.

“i saw you were in pain back there…does your back hurt?” he asked a little concerned and you nodded “let me drive you back to the hotel so i can take care of you baby” he said before taking the driver seat and speeding to the hotel.

once you were in your hotel room, you let yourself fall on the bed, face between the pillows as edge bursted out laughing seeing your reaction.

“i’m so tired…” you said turning to face him.

“you should probably change yourself into something more comfortable…” he suggested and went to unpack some of his night’s clothes “wear these…you’ll feel better” he said and you thanked him.

you were way past over being shy in front of him so you changed right there, not wanting to move to the bathroom. you felt edge’s eyes on you, watching every move you made but his gaze got stuck on your back, where a few bruises were starting to form.

“hold on baby…” he stopped you before you could wear the long t-shirt he gave you “let me clean your back better, you have some purple bruises that i really don’t like” he said and despite all you wanted to do was sleep you knew you couldn’t say no to him. so you remained in your bra and panties, laying flat on your stomach and you let a few whimper out of your mouth when you felt edge’s hands applying some cream onto your back “this will help you with the pain, you’ll thank me later” he said and you nodded.

his hands massaged your back for a few minutes and when you thought he was over, he laid down to kiss your neck and shoulders, making sure to not hurt the spot where you were in pain.

“you smell amazing baby…” he whispered into your ear making you shiver.

his hands went to un clap your bra and he helped you turning around so you were facing him. his lips connected with your hard nipples and you couldn’t help but moan, try to not scream as you were staying in a very old hotel, knowing that the walls were pretty thin.

his hands moved to remove your panties and he began to undress himself too, remaining both naked.

his fingers went between your already wet folds and he began to play with your clit, knowing how much you loved when he teased you like that.

“please baby…” you moaned.

“someone’s a little impatient” he teased you. you didn’t even have time to reply back that his dick slammed into you in one swift move. he gave you some time to adjust before he began to move inside of you. slowly, taking his time with you, his hands reaching for yours as he trapped them over your head. his lips went to your neck and collarbone, moving to your nipples and gently biting them.

the slow pace he set was killing you, it was making you feel things you’ve never felt before, his cock hitting you in all your right spots.

“oh fuck…” you moaned when you felt his tip hitting right over your g-spot.

“like that?” he asked you and you nodded.

it was different from the old times, he would usually be rough or quick, sensual but not like that and you’ve never that good in your whole life.

it took him only a few thrust so spill himself inside of you and he completely lost it when you clenched hard on his dick, coming all over him.

“are you okay pretty girl?” he asked you when he caught his breath.

“yes…” you slowly opened your eyes and saw his still on top of you, admiring you with so much love that made your heart feel full. his lips went to captured yours in a very sensual and loving kiss.

he moved to the bathroom and took a washcloth just for cleaning you both up. he made sure you drank something, knowing that you probably were dehydrated. he dressed you in his clothes again and tucked you under the covers.

you were already half asleep and he realised that when he saw your eyes fall close.

“goodnight pretty girl” he whispered, kissing your cheek and let you laid your head on his chest.

[akaashiwaifuuwu]

dress - taylor swift

Lee felix and fem reader

Warning : smut, yn ex is a jerk, very fluffy, last part is inspired by friend (season2 ep 4), being called slut (that's it ig)

(An: I have exams going on its my half yearly, it will end tomorrow plus it's durga puja knocking was very busy with shopping and all I hope you all like it, please interact with my works as it helps me !!)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!

you broke up. It's done. All those things just flashed infront of your eyes, the memories, the kisses, the I love yous, it's all gone, he was cheating on you this entire time.

It meant nothing to him, but it meant everything to you all those 4 years went to a vain, he was manipulating you, mental and physical abuse which you ignored because you were so in love with him. They say in love every wrong becomes rights.

"Excuse me, you will catch cold" your dull eyes meet a boy who have freckles. "Are you okay?" He was holding the umbrella above both of you and you nodded yes "tell me, what's bothering you" that's it. You broke down.

He was scared "can I touch you?" He asked and you replied yes causing him to hug you and you cried harder. "Let's get you home, you will get sick yeah?" You nodded.

"I don't know where you live" that guy said "oh, I'm felix, lee felix" he smiled at you "im y/n and I live here" you pointed him your block "no way, i live here" he smiled "your smile gives comfort" you looked down "well, see you soon" he said "don't you wanna come in?" You turned around

"wouldn't it be a problem for you?" He looked at you "not really" you look dull "well we can-" you were cut off my him "I can come some other day okay?" He smiled and went back waving you goodbye.

It has been 3 months since the break up, will you say you're over him? no. You haven't met that guy since that day, you wanted to show him your gratitude.

"Oh my God, we met finally, I was waiting for you to call me, I'm hurt that you didn't" that voice. You turned around to see it was your ex. You wanted to run away. He grabbed your wrist "let's go yeah?" You grabbed his hand which was holding your hand "you're inflicting me pain".

"Me? i could never ever hurt you" He yelled "it's you who hurts me, you know I love you" you were going to give in but his grasp was so tight, you were pretty sure you have bruise now.

"Look she is hurt, let her go mister" ah that freckle boy you saw, he had 7 more ppl they all look so strong "okay whatever you got new people to fuck, enjoy being a slut".

You were crying, again. You were hurt, again.

"I dare you to say that again" the freckle boy said "she is a-" he stopped "whatever, she is a pathetic whore" uh oh "that's it" felix walked towards him and you tugged him, his eyes soften.

You were there, you can't hear anything. "Hey, yn you're okay?" You smiled and walked away. You were so dumb, stupid, so in love.

Felix ran upto you. "Hey, let's go out" he said, the freckled boy heard a whimper as he turn around he saw you crying. Soon you bursed into tears

"Was I not good enough?" You dont know him, yet you trust him.

Here you are, it has been 2 years since that messy break up took place, you and felix have been extremely close, he is studying computer science and you're doing law.

It's peaceful being with him. Comfortable silence you know? It's not awkward.

"Yn" he called you out

| say my name and everything just stops |

"Yes?" You looked at him. Oh how you melted. "I bought KitKat for you!" He exclaimed smilingly. "You remember?"

"Obviously baby" ah. That nickname which makes you wanna scream, yell, rip off your hairs, you were flabbergasted. He held his hands out "let's go?" And you hold his hand back 'webtoon typa shit' you told yourself.

You were walking peacefully when felix told you to go back you were confused and you heard someone call out your name as you turn back, him.

you were in shock. Felix pulled your hand and you both started walking away. "I didn't feel anything" you were dull "I moved on" you smiled and felix wiped your tears.

It's okay yn, you did it, you thought to yourself.

felix was knocking at your door while saying "yn yn yn yn yn yn-" you finally opened the door "oh my god what do you want, it's 3 am, 3 AM!" You looked at him "it actually 3:15 am but nevermind I saw your lights on so I thought to check up on you" wow, wait what? "What were doing late night?" You looked concerned "Stop making that face or else you will get wrinkles".

Deadass. "Okay okay I wasn't able to sleep" you stopped blocking the door and he let himself in, he saw all the notes, books scattered "Woah there, you're cramming?" He looked at you "im sleepy" you said "you ain't wearing a bra?" He was flabbergasted "buffon, I will sleep and you expect me to wear bra while I'm at my room?".

Fair point.

"Let's sleep" felix took your hands and turned off the lights "you can sleep?" You looked at him "my room was cold and I guess I need something warm enough" he smiled while you both lay down. "What are we?" You both looked at eachother, he replied "anything you wants us to be" oh that stupid smile.

| I don't want you like my bestfriend |

Your head was resting on felixs arm. You both were close. Very close. But you were too sleepy to notice anything. Once you closed your eyes felix heard your snores and you turned to him while grabbing his waist. It's normal for you both to cuddle.

In your dream you both had a family and cute little family, where he took care of you both. It was amazing.

You woke up and saw him holding you tightly as if you were a glass which he doesn't want to let you go and slip so that you will break. The way when you broke he picked every piece of you. He is holding you so that you don't break again.

Your heart flutters, bestfriends feels like this right? Once you removed his hair covering his forehead "yes angel?" He looked at you. You are stucked. You just wanna be his.

Today's class was so hectic "lix" you yelled while hugging him and you saw his friend circle "ayo how's you" minho looked at you, you smiled at him.

Oh how jealous he was "soooooooo" hyunjin came and looked at you "Are you dating?" Hyunjin got a no from you "let's go on a date then".

Felix stopped working. "Well I like certain someone if something doesn't work with them, you can be my side chick" you winked at him.

"If he can't fuck you, you're most welcome to come towards me, I bet my fingers will help you" he smiled "anyways" you looked at felix "why don't we watch some movies".

Felix. His name gives you endorphins. You just want him to hold you. "Morning" you heard while you met him on your way to shopping market "youre coming with me" he smiled at your command "Where are we going?" He laughed.

While you were trying on cloths he was taking your packages "how's this dress?" He looked at you "wow, you look amazing" he whispered as if something took his breathe away "look at the back it's so pretty" backless. It was backless.

Right now at the party you were wearing the same outfit with heels and red lipstick. People were looking at you. Felix was definitely flabbergasted.

| only bought this dress so you can take it off |

Here you were kissing him while holding his collars and his knee on between your legs. You were at his place. While whimpering and grinding on his knee while he was kissing you "you looked so pretty, hard to touch". He said as he started removing your heels.

From lips to legs he kissed every inch of your body. "You're so ethereal honey" he removed your dress, you felt so surreal. "I love you" you said it, you were vulnerable and you did. "I love you too, my love"

"Fuck youre this wet?" You were shy "im sorry" you looked away "why are you apologizing?" He looked at you "my ex told me being wet is bad, it means im a slut and get turned on by everyone" you looked at him.

"Oh fuck that bitch, being wet is good and normal there's nothing to apologize for, my love" he took you to his bed.

"Ethereal" he look at your face, "I can fuck you better than hyunjin".

"May I have your consent?" He looked at you "yes darling" he took off his cloths and your bra and panties "wow, I got no words, I'm so mesmerized by you"

He played with your clit causing you to moan, and then he licked your pussy while playing with your clit, you grabbed his hair, while trying to close your leg between which you were unable to due to his head.

"I will come please please" he smiled while inserting the finger and playing with the clit.

Your head rested on your bed "oh you came" you smiled and you looked so fucked up, "how do you feel?" You were not able to answer at all "your leg is still shaking? You won't be able to handle me take rest baby".

"No no no I need you please" you grabbed him while crying "okay okay okay, have me all you want" he said while wearing the condom.

He said while inserting himself and grabbed him so hard, it felt amazing and you screamed, "aw are you feeling good?" He said while thrusting himself "you're so cute" he smiled.

"Felix" you moaned and clenched so hard "fuck baby, you're clenching so hard" you're about to cum and he is too.

He went deep and slow "felix" you screamed and came and he came inside you.

It's morning, "sleeping beauty smh" hyunjin was walking while you woke up and you had cloths on? How? "hyujin, how many times I gotta tell you? This is real life not some texting shit" minho glared at him "whatever" hyunjin threw his head back "180 degree, 20 minutes" once hyunjin heard it, he shut up.

"Yn you're up" bangchan looked at you the atmosphere was too serious "okay I pull up" you said thinking it will lift the vibes "that's the worst way you can try to change the atmosphere, yn you have skill issues" minho walked.

"So are you two official?" Changbin interrupts "what are you talking about?".

"You're wearing his clothes the hell bro?" Jisung said while drinking coffee, you layed down on his bed and turned facing his bed while kicking your feet and giggling, "are you stupid?" Seungmin added "stupidly in love with felix" you mumbled but you were pretty sure no one was able to catch it as your face was pressed into the bed.

"Pardon?" Jeongin asked "nothing" you got up "where's felix?" Once you looked at the guys, you saw they guys closed their eyes, "yn wear pants" chan scolded you "im wearing look" you lifted your shirt but they still didn't open their eyes.

"You know what I will find felix" you sighs heavily, while walking towards kitchen "you're awake" he made a comment "so about yesterday, what are we" you asked him "clearly not bestfriend" he laughed.

"Gimme kiss" you pouted "brush your teeth" he looked at you "okay daddy" you walked away.

Once you were back you saw the guys at the kitchen "you both had sex?" chan banged his hands to the table "okay okay it happened but I like her and she likes me too, it's mutual" chan saw you.

"You didn't even said that to me?" Chan looked so hurt. "You didn't even said you liked her" chan looked at you "I thought I don't have chance so it would've been better".

"You betrayed me" chan looked at you "you know the time, when we heard chan moaning it's cause he was sending a girl memos of him moaning and she gave him money" everyone gasped "how did you know?" Chan exclaimed while pointing at felix "who told you" the pointing fingers turned into minho "you're a death meat" minho looked away.

"Minho have a third nipple" chan exclaimed "you bitch" minho gasped while everyone looking at him "hyunjin pays money to girls to tell him he's a bad boy, and degrade him" minho pointed him "if im going down im taking everyone with me" minho smiled proudly.

"Guy's we are forgetting felix and yn are dating" changbin reminds "okay so we didn't confess but yn would you like to be my girlfriend?" He looked at you "I can't comprehend what just happened but yes I would love too and minho you have a third nipple?" You smiled "don't remind them" minho whispered.

[milk-tea-sakura]

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How can I take your order? Just pick a dessert, drink and a member of your choosing. Please indicate who you want me to write about or I won’t do your request.

Fandoms: Stray Kids, Ateez, BTS, Enhypen, P1harmony, Seventeen, TXT (I am open to other groups! Just specify thegroup and member you want!!)

I do accept polyamourus relationships (member + reader). Up to 3 or 4 members! It makes it manageable on my end and however, occasionally I do write full group fics.

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And big thanks to @bunnys-kisses for giving me the inspiration for this. If you want non kpop character I recommend checking them out. And don’t forget to check their order list because we don’t have the same meals.

Order list below the cut!!

❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 ❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀

Cheesecake - “Baby, don’t make me spell it out for you… you know I want you.”

Castella cake - “I can give you a list of how you make me feel.”

Swiss rolls - “Oh my, what have I dont to deserve such a beautiful smile.”

Apple pie - “I must be in heaven”

Mochi - “If you don’t behave I’ll let the boys handle you.”

Dango - “How can you still look so attractive while crying?”

Miso butter cookie - “You’ve never even touched yourself?”

Crepe cookies - “What if I told you I’ve been in love with you since we were kids?”

Nama Chocolate - “You know, I could get you off right here, right now.”

Purin - "If he fucks with me again, i'm finishing inside of you."

Tiramisu - “I wonder if the boys would also like to see this cunt. Would you let them see it?”

Strawberry shortcake - “Why are you being so gentle with me? I like it when you’re rough.”

Fluffy pancakes - “Your thighs are shaking so much.”

Watermelon Sorbet - “How about you put these lips to work instead of just talking all the time?”

Zebra cake - “You taste like heaven, and I can’t get enough.”

Lemon slice - “Be good for me and I’ll untie you.”

Pull-apart bread - “I know you said no marks… But what if I put them where nobody except for me will see them?”

Ice cream sandwich - “You act all innocent and look so sweet, but I know what a dirty mind you really have.”

Chocolate cake - “We have to be quiet. If you make a sound, I’ll have to stop!”

Souffle - “When I tell you to sit on my face, I want you to sit, is that clear?”

S’mores - “I know baby, I know. I’m right here just breathe.”

Belgian waffles - "I've been waiting for this kiss since the moment I laid eyes on you."

Shortbread cookies - "You kissed me! You kissed me, how's that not a big deal?"

Angel food cake - “You know, I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.”

Red velvet cake - "Why do we keep pretending we don't want to kiss each other?"

Croissants - "No goodnight kiss for me?"

Crepes - "If you wanted a kiss, all you had to do was ask."

French toast - "Just because I'm drunk doesn't mean I don't mean it when I say I want you to kiss me."

Churros - "On a scale of one to ten...how mad would you be if I kissed you right now?"

Eclairs - "I think I deserve a kiss."

Bagel - "You can't just kiss me and expect everything to be okay."

Peanut butter bars - "The only way this is ending is you getting pregnant."

Scones - "You're so much more agreeable when you have something to occupy that mouth of yours."

Fudge - “You know, a hug can be like medicine and make some of the pain go away. Wanna try?”

Chocolate mousse - “Is it okay, if we just lie down and watch a movie? I’m not feeling so good.”

Hot cross buns - “If you want to keep sitting on my lap you have to stop wiggling around like that.”

Brownies - “I see you’ve started without me.”

Cinnamon rolls - “Are you trying to turn me on right now? Because it’s working.”

Mango sorbet - “You have my full attention.”

Carrot cake - “C’mere, Sit down, tell me what’s going on.”

Pastry braid - “There’s no one else I’d rather bother for the rest of my life than you.”

Sourdough bread - “I would run out of breathe trying to describe all the reasons why I love you.”

❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 ❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀

Misutgaru - Bondage

Banana milk - Cuckolding

Strawberry milk - Food play

Chocolate milk -Gagging

Omija tea - Breeding

Chrusanthemum tea - Public/Semi-public sex

Bacchus - Temperature play

Citron tea - Wax play

Green plum tea - Voyeurism

Barley tea - Cockwarming

Matcha - Doggy style

Genmaicha - Oral sex

Sakura tea - Rough sex

Royal milk tea - Vanilla sex

Melon soda - Jeaoulsy

Yakult - Spanking

Ramune - Orgasm control

Sake - Daddy/Appa kink

Soju - Mommy/Eomma kink

Coffee - Praise kink

Bubble tea - Sub! Reader

Vodka shot - Dom! Reader

Coconut water - Sub! Character

Sparkling water - Dom! Character

Energy drink - Aftercare

Champagne - Pregnancy

Red wine - Size kink

White wine - Strength kink

Espresso shot - Body worship

Lemonade - biting/hickies

Latte - Sugar daddy! Character

Water - Film/recording

Milkshake - Unprotected sex

Chai - Protected sex

Root beer - Degrading kink

Earl grey - Age gap

Americano - Big cock

Light roast coffee - Drunk sex

Medium roast coffee - Accidently launching relationship

Dark roast coffee - Lingerie

Hot chocolate - Cowgirl position

On the house - Author's choice!

[thejujvtsupost]

hiiii, i just wanna say i love your writing!

is it okay if i request a Gojo fluff of him coming out of the Prison Realm and seeing Y/N? a lil bit of angst and a lot of fluff if you please.

thank you!

have a cookie 🍪

and a lil bit of love <3

byee

-anon :)

The Return

Hi anon! You’re so sweet 🥺💗 here’s a cookie for you too! 🍪 hope you don’t mind but I also added some Nobara copium since her dreaded episode comes out this week. She deserved better tbh.

Notes: F!reader, hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, Gojo needs a hug and gets one. Just something extra fluffy for the copium we all need. Also since Nobara’s status is technically ‘unknown’ I decided she’s in a coma for the foreseeable future to make myself feel better. 🤗 I also didn’t know how to end it because I had too many ideas.

He looked like a mess.

You, Shoko and Yaga were the only ones unsealing Gojo, you had no idea what he was going to be like and all the kids had been through more than enough. If something tragic happened, they didn’t need to see it.

The way looked at you, some meters away from where he was unsealed, broke your heart. “Baby?” His scratchy voice was barely audible, likely dehydrated.

His hair was in complete disarray, dirt, dry blood and filth all over him, clothes hanging off of his frame- he clearly lost some weight. He’d been through hell.

None of that deterred you from immediately running into his arms, kissing his cheek and clutching his body close, tight but trying to be mindful of his frailty. His reverse curse technique could heal injuries, but it couldn’t sustain him alone. Especially not for over two weeks.

“God ‘toru never scare me like that again!” You were choked up and overwhelmed. “Are you okay? Of course you’re not- you need water and a fucking meal.”

A look over from Shoko while informing him of the lives lost went by in a blur for you both. You could tell he was having a hard time processing everything. “Nanami? Really? And Nobara’s in a coma?” He refused IV fluids so you were nearly drowning him with water he had to drink. As soon as you got him home he’d eat too.

His sadness was palpable when it was confirmed. “I always thought he’d be able to live through anything…”

“He died protecting Yuuji, Maki, Megumi and the others. He fought bravely til the end. Unfortunately Yuuji saw it happen, he’s been… struggling… but he’s very resilient.” You squeezed his hand and he squeezed it back- the best he could anyway. He was shaky and weak from the toll on his body.

Getting him home was a relief. You got him sat comfortably on the couch, still in dirty clothes (minus his uniform jacket you helped him out of) but you’d deal with that after he ate. You hated the grunts of pain exiting his lips from the ache in his muscles.

“Relax as best you can, I have some leftover chicken takeout I’m gonna heat up and I’ll be back.”

He caught your wrist in a panic. “Don’t leave- need to know you’re real. ‘Haven’t even properly kissed me yet.” He brought some humor and a smile into the room like always, you appreciated that about him no matter how weak it was this time. Even in the darkest moments he made you laugh with his charm.

“My apologies.” You leaned down with a giggle and kissed him gently.

Being alone was painful for anyone, and for Gojo, where he couldn’t even keep track of time, it was agony. He would dream, or perhaps hallucinate about you only for you to disappear when he wanted to touch you. Agony.

Pulling away from him after so long was difficult too. “I’ll just be a few minutes, I promise.”

Gojo let you leave and you talked to him from your place in the kitchen. He never valued being able to see the kitchen from the living room so much until this moment.

You made sure he ate as much as he could before pulling him to the bathroom connected to your room. A shower was next on the list and you had a feeling you’d end up in there with him. He needed some help but he disguised it as being needier than necessary (he was naturally needy and affectionate with you anyway.)

“Turn and lean down a little, you’re a billion meters tall and I can’t reach your hair” he complied and bantered with you lovingly. Not to his usual standards, but you didn’t care about anything other than him being right there under your fingertips. He was real, his voice was real.

And when he finally broke down, his head on your shoulder and arms around you, he couldn’t stop. He sobbed the ugliest of cries that ripped through your own heart and you didn’t stop him, didn’t shush him, just kissed the side of his head and rubbed his back. Encouraging him to let it out. It was a matter of time before his emotions caught up to him.

You spent more time holding him than washing him. Happily.

The water eventually ran clear and sobs turned to sniffles. Only then did you turn it off and help him out with the mutual understanding that his heart needs time to heal before he can talk about the tragedies he let out in the shower.

And finally, getting into bed and cuddling close, he had a death grip around you.

“I missed you so, so much Satoru. Don’t ever do that to me again or I’ll kill you.”

“I missed you too doll, you have no idea how bad I needed to see you and just feel you.” He kissed you just as sweetly as he did gently.

Falling asleep without tears for the first time in weeks, exchanging quiet words of love, was bliss.

A miracle, actually.

Thinking about making a request? Check my bio to see if they’re open! <3

[tightjeansjavi]

𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕛𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕟’𝕋𝕖𝕩𝕒𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤

𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟙𝟙

“he’s my baby I don’t mean maybe”

♡ 𓃗 ♡

Pre! Outbreak Joel x horseback riding instructor f!reader

A/N: I promised y’all this would be a two chapter weekend and here we are 🤠 I apologize ahead of time for the cliff hanger this ends on..please don’t kill me lol

~word count: 2.8k~

Summary: trail rides, sweet kisses, and Joel by your side. Could anything possibly go wrong?

Warnings: tooth aching fluff in the beginning, flirting, two idiots in love, banter, playful tones, swearing, adrenaline rush from horseback riding, the day takes a twisted turn when an unwelcome visitor asshole shows up, protective! Joel, readers ex is a piece of garbage, angst, feelings of anger, confusion, ends on a cliffhanger, (+18) minors dni!

blue jeans playlist:

Austin, Texas

It felt like hours had passed since Joel had put you into a blissful mind numbing state with that fucking skillful tongue of his. Shortly after your post orgasm high had passed, you had a much well deserved nap in his warm embrace. By 10 a.m, he was coaxing you out of bed and starting the shower for you. You honestly could not pinpoint a time in your life where a man took care of you this way with no hesitations. Joel had certainly set the bar fucking high as he peppered sweet kisses along your face. “C’mon. In you go, baby honey.” he brushed his lips against your hairline as you lazily wrapped your arms around his middle, resting your cheek against his chest. “Join me?” You looked up at him through fluttered lashes, giving him your best puppy dog pout that had his heart melting to putty along the tile floor.

“Sure, baby. I’ll join you.”

No funny business took place in the shower other than a few shared kisses under the warm stream and ghosting of wandering hands. You washed one another’s bodies with the utmost care, and consideration. When all was said and done, you found yourself hugging him from behind, cheek squished against his strong back muscles as your hands rested along his tummy. Joel leaned into your warm touch, smiling softly to himself when your lips began to press gentle kisses along his spine. “Hey, uh..I forgot to mention that I have the day off today darlin.’ Do ya think maybe I can come to the barn with you later? Just the two of us?” He brought one of your hands that was gently resting along his stomach, up to his lips where he pressed a soft kiss to the underside of your fingers.

“Of course you can, baby. I would love it if you came with me. Just know that I will be putting those muscles of yours to good use. Y’know, for research purposes of course.”

Joel could feel you smiling against his water droplet covered skin and he chuckled, bringing your hand down to his tummy and interlocked his fingers over yours. “You just wanna see me flex, baby. S’alright. I’ll be an imbecile all goddamn day, and flex my muscles for ya if it makes ya that happy.”

“You’re such a goober, Joel. Y’know that?” You giggled softly against his skin.

“Mhm. I’m only a goober for you, shortcake.”

Only when the water began to run cold, and turn your skin pruny, did you and Joel finally depart from the shower. He wrapped you in a big fluffy towel, pressing yet another gentle kiss to your head.

He insisted on making you breakfast as well, and what a sight for sore eyes he was. Dressed in your apron, putzing around in your quaint little kitchen. He remembered that you told him early on that you were a vegetarian, so he used his culinary skills to whip you up a delicious cheese and veggie stuffed omelet.

It was the best goddamn omelet you had ever had.

You demanded he give you the recipe after you had the first bite, to which he responded, “sorry, darlin.’ a chef cannot reveal his secrets.” He winked.

You rolled your eyes of course, smiling like a goddamn fool in love. Yeah, you could easily find yourself falling hard, and fast for Joel Miller. Who were you kidding? You already were past that point.

You weren’t kidding when you told Joel that you’d be putting his muscles to very good use. The shipment of hay had been dropped off shortly after Tommy and Ryder had brought the horses in and fed them. So for the next hour, you and Joel had transported all of the hay to the storage barn just a short distance from the main stables area. You both had sweat soaking through your shirts and you may or may not have nearly drooled at the sight of his muscles rippling each time he lifted a bale.

When the hard work was complete, you took a short break under the shade of an apple tree near the pasture fence. You were comfortably sitting between his thighs, with your back resting against his chest as you guzzled down a heaping amount of water. “Hey, Joel?”

“Yes my darlin?’”

“I know Sarah has never gone horseback riding before, but have you?” You asked as a cool breeze kissed along your skin.

“Me? Yeah, when I was a kid. Nothin’ crazy or anythin’, but ‘ma and dad used to take Tommy and I to the fair, and we’d always go on the pony rides. Does that count?”

“Well, everyone starts somewhere, and my parents used to take me on the pony rides too. Probably was the only thing at the fair that I actually enjoyed. It’s a beautiful afternoon, you wanna saddle up with me and go on a trail ride?”

“Wait, really? I mean..I’d love to. You think I'm capable enough?”

“Of course I think you’re capable, baby. Anyone can ride a horse, and honestly? Trail rides are nice and easy going. No pressure, of course. I just figured it would be something nice for us to do together.” You set your water bottle alongside in the grass before you turned around between his thighs, giving him that little heart melting smile that he adored.

“I would absolutely love to go on a trail ride with you baby.” He grinned sheepishly as he sat up, gently grasping your chin between his fingers as he leaned in for a kiss. “Who do you suggest I ride?”

You leaned in, closing the short gap between you and him as you met his lips in a sweet kiss. “I think Whiskey is your best bet. He’s super easy going on the trails. We’ll take him and Ezra out.”

He couldn’t help but pull you in closer to him when your lips met his, and he kissed you back deeply. “Sounds like a plan to me, cowgirl. Let's kiss a little more, yeah? Your lips are so sweet. Sweet like candy.” He hummed.

You found yourself straddling his lap, bringing your hands to rest gently along either side of his face as you kissed him deeply. “We can definitely handle that cowboy.”

First and foremost, you made sure you had a helmet that would fit Joel’s head. Even though you were just going on a simple trail ride, safety was absolutely necessary. Unfortunately for Joel..the only helmet that actually fit him was hot pink with cheetah spots all over.

“This really the only one that’s gonna fit me? I look like a goddamn fool in this.” He let out a small huff as you adjusted the straps and tested to make sure the helmet was snug on his head.

“Baby, you pull it off really well, okay? It’s the only one I have at the moment that will fit you. I think you look handsome in pink.” You pecked his lips sweetly.

“Handsome, huh? Oh, alright. You just better hope Tommy doesn’t come sneakin’ around here anytime soon cause I will never hear the fuckin’ end of it.” He kissed you back.

“Don’t worry. It’s just you and I and the horses. They’ll probably make fun of you but it’s all out of love, cowboy.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m sure they’ll have their little horsey chats about how ridiculous I look in this helmet. You’re lucky I like you so much darlin.’” He tutted under his breath.

“The luckiest girl in all of Austin Texas.” You grinned.

“Yeah, and you best not forget it!” He gave you a playful tap on the rim of your own helmet, and a cheeky grin followed shortly after.

You showed Joel how to properly tack up Whiskey and you weren’t even surprised to see that he was a fast learner, just like Sarah. Once you had finished tacking Ezra up, you and Joel led the horses outside. It was an absolutely beautiful summer day out and you couldn’t wait to show Joel your favorite trails to take.

You gently held Ezra’s reins off to the side as Joel led Whiskey to the outdoor mounting block. “So, you’re going to keep one hand on the reins and then place one foot in the stirrup, and swing your leg over the saddle. Watch the horn, would hate for you to bruise your balls on that..” You couldn’t help but lightly giggle.

“Gee, thank you so much for being concerned about the well-being of my crown and jewels. You’re such a sweetheart.” He chuckled as he kept one hand on the reins that were resting along Whiskey’s withers. He took a deep breath as he slipped his foot into the stirrup before swinging his leg over the side of the saddle. For a rookie, he did pretty well. He leaned down and gave Whiskey a gentle pat on the back as he gathered his reins up.

“Are you sure you haven’t done more than just pony rides?” You teased him as you tossed Ezra’s reins over his head gently, and grabbed a hold of them over his withers.

“I swear on my daughter’s life, I ain’t got much horse experience except for the pony rides.”

“I don’t believe him, Ez. Do you? I think he’s lying..” You whispered to your horse who immediately nodded his head in agreement. “Ezra thinks that's total horse shit!” You playfully stuck your tongue out at him as you hoisted yourself into the saddle with ease.

“Ohh, I see how it is. You guys gonna gang up on me? How rude.” He gently nudged Whiskey’s sides with the heels of his boots to walk up alongside you and Ezra.

“Gang up on you? Oh, no no no. We would never!” You leaned over in the saddle, giving Joel a quick kiss that caught him off guard, but before he could respond, you were already nudging Ezra to walk forward.

Ezra and Whiskey walked along the pasture fence, swishing their tails in unison to keep the flies off their backs as a comfortable silence washed over you and Joel. He of course couldn’t help but look over at you occasionally. He was entranced by the way the warm glow of the sun danced across your features, and how gentle your hands were holding the reins, and how perfectly at peace you were. Yeah, he had already fallen hard and fast for you as well. There was no denying that.

“Hey, if you take a picture, it’ll last longer.” You looked over at him with a teasing smile.

Joel immediately felt the heat rise to his cheeks as he bashfully looked away, coughing under his breath. “I can’t help it. You’re just so goddamn pretty. Makes my heart melt every time I look at ya.” He sheepishly responded.

“Ez, did ya hear that? Joel thinks I'm so goddamn pretty, it makes his heart melt. Quite the sweet talker he is, huh?”

“This is the moment where you tell me i’m so fuckin’ handsome, it makes your heart melt. Ain’t that right, Whiskey boy? He agrees. I am just that good lookin.’”

You threw your head back slightly as a joyous laugh slipped past your parted lips. Your face scrunched up adorably, lashes fluttering and Joel’s heart clenched in on itself.

“Okay, you are so fucking handsome, it makes my heart melt.” You let out a dramatic, dreamy sigh.

Ezra and Whiskey both snorted in response thinking that you and Joel were just two happy fools in love.

When the 4 of you approached a wide expanse of open landscape, stretching for what seemed like miles, you could feel Ezra’s anticipation beneath the saddle. “Hey, cowboy? You think you can handle a little gallop? I think the boys want to stretch their legs.”

“Uhh..is that really safe for rookies like me? I’ve got a bad back as it is, and if I fall..” He trailed off.

“Hey, I promise it’s safe. Whiskey has a super comfortable gait, and he’s really good with beginners. If he feels like you’re gonna fall off, he’ll know to stop. All you gotta remember is to have a quiet seat, heels down, eyes forward. I wouldn’t suggest it if I thought you couldn’t handle it, okay?” You held Ezra’s reins in one hand, reaching your freehand across the saddle and gave Joel’s bicep a light reassuring squeeze.

“Okay, I trust you, and well, Whiskey too of course.” He gave him another gentle pat on his soft neck.

You gave Joel a small nod, that certain glint in your eye as you tightened up on Ezra’s reins slightly, looking over at your cowboy and gave him a playful wink, before you squeezed Ezra’s sides and he took off down the rolling grassy hills.

Joel watched in amazement as Ezra galloped off, kicking up dirt and grass as his hooves thundered down the hill. “Okay, you ready Whiskey? Please do not let me fall off.” He took a deep breath as he shortened up Whiskey’s reins, and gave his sides a firm squeeze. Joel did not fall off, just as you had promised him he wouldn’t. This was an adrenaline rush that he had never felt before. The sound of Whiskey’s thundering hooves, the wind whipping in ears. He completely understood why you loved this so much, he felt like he was flying.

You had eased Ezra into a halt on the other side of the hill, rewarding him with a pat along his neck as you brought your hand over the brim of your helmet to shield your eyes from the sun. You watched with a the biggest fucking smile on your face as Whiskey galloped down the hill. From the look on your cowboys face, you could tell he was having a blast.

“Holy shit! That was amazing! Did ya see us darlin?!’” Joel had gently pulled Whiskey into a halt when they reached the other side of the hill. “I swear, I felt like I was fuckin’ flyin!’” He gently dropped the reins along Whiskey’s withers before he leaned down over the horn of the saddle, and gently wrapped his arms around the horse's neck, giving him all the pets and love.

Your heart melted at the sight before your eyes as you nodded excitedly. “Yes! You guys looked amazing! See? I told ya Whiskey wouldn’t let ya fall off!”

“Joel looked over at you with the biggest childlike grin you ever had the pleasure of seeing. “Can we do that again?”

“Absol-fucking-lutely” You nodded, gathering up Ezra’s reins once more.

After letting both horses stretch their legs out for a while longer, you and Joel had them cool down at a relaxing walk for the rest of the ride.

You returned to the stables shortly just as the sun was beginning to set along the horizon, casting beautiful pink and orange hues, splashed across the sky like a watercolor painting.

Once Ezra and Whiskey were untacked, brushed down, and turned out, Joel went to help turn out the rest of the crew with you for the evening. He found you outside of Javi P’s stall, softly speaking to him as he was dancing nervously in his stall, the whites of his eyes showing. Something had spooked him, but what, or who could it possibly be?

“Jav, hey. You’re okay. What’s the matter boy? Hey, shh..shh..”

The other horses seemed on edge as well by whatever had spooked Javi P. Joel’s natural protective instincts washed over him as he heard heavy footsteps approaching down the aisle.

You had turned towards the sound of footsteps, your face immediately fell when your eyes zoned in on your ex casually leaning against Frankie’s stall. Your blood boiled like a tea kettle on a hot stove. “Logan?” You asked in disbelief. What the fuck was he doing here? Who the fuck did he think he is? You got the restraining order for a reason. How dare he show up here. How dare he.

Joel had found his way over to you, giving Javi P a reassuring nod that he was no threat as he gently grasped the back of your arm, standing close enough that you could feel his breath tickling against your skin. His thumb was rubbing soothing circles along your forearm. Javi P’s ears flattened back against his head, but not at your Joel. He knew he wasn’t a threat, but the man just across the way was the real recognized threat.

The shit excuse for a man looked over in your direction, raising an eyebrow at the other man who was standing close to you. “Hey, baby. You miss me?” He drawled, an unfriendly smirk plastered on his ugly face.

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[felice-jaganshi]

My Fallen Apple

Chapter 11

You woke up feeling warm.

“Baby, please, open your eyes. Come on, come on…” You recognize the voice, it's Lucifer. Why does he sound so scared? Did something happen?

Your eyes feel heavy.

 

“Hm… five more minutes…” you mutter, even the words feel heavy.

 

“Oh thank fuck! Sorry babe, I need you up asap. Need you to make sure nothing else is broken.” Relief fills his voice. You finally open your eyes, and see his beautiful, worried face. And Charlie! She's right next to you too! 

 

“Hey, what's going on?” You sit up in your lovers lap and as you look around, your eyes land on Adam's dead body. Suddenly the day's events come rushing back. “Oh… holy shit… he's dead. He tried to kill me.” You then look at where Lucifer's wings would be if he had them out. “No… you got hurt because of me…” 

 

He gave a nervous laugh, “Ah hah! Nah, that, everyone was just seeing things! I'm perfectly fine! Not a speck of blood anywhere, see?” He shifted you into Charlie's hold and did a quick spin for you to see. “Fit as a golden fiddle!”

You stood up, and Charlie gave you a tight hug before going to look for Keekee. 

 

Your legs were a little wobbly still as you made your way to Lucifer and pulled him in for a tight embrace and a passionate kiss. He hugged back just as tight and kissed you till you saw stars! He pulled back first and peppered more small kisses all over your face, until he heard Charlie begin a song. He then pulled away with one more kiss before going to her.

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After the musical number and helping rebuild the hotel, Lucifer took you to his new room in the hotel. Once inside you confronted him while his back was to you.

 

“Lucifer… let me see your wings.” He flinched, you saw it. 

 

“Heh, why is that? I'm not really in the mood for wing play tonight.” He smiled over his shoulder at you, looking tired.

 

“Love, that's not why. I want to make sure you're really healed all the way.” You reach out to his back and he turns to face you quickly. Retreating like a scared animal… or an injured one.

 

You sigh, and try to reach out to him in a way he's more familiar with. Something he'll be more receptive to, you take his hands, and begin singing.

“Hands, put your empty hands in mine… and scars, show me all the scars you hide. And hey, if your wings are broken, please take mine till yours can open too. ‘Cause I'm gonna stand by you.”

 

He looks at you with shock, tears suddenly forming in the corner of his eyes.

“Tears, make Kaleidoscopes in your eyes. And hurt, I know you're hurting but so am I. And love, if your wings are broken, borrow mine till yours can open too. ‘Cause I'm gonna stand by you! Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through hell with you! Love you're not alone, because I'm gonna stand by you!”

 

The tears fell and he moved his hands to your face, taking over the next verse.

“You're all I never knew I needed. And my heart, sometimes it's unclear why it's beating… but love, if your wings are broken, we can brave through those emotions too, because I'm gonna stand by you.”

He let his wings out and held you close, and there it was, over his shoulder, you could see the hole he kept covered by his big fluffy feathers.

You then sang together, harmonizing as your hearts reached out and understood each other. 

 

“I'll be your eyes, till yours can shine. And I'll be your arms, I'll be your steady satellite. And when you can't rise, I'll crawl with you on hands and knees, cause I, I'm gonna stand by you! Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through hell with you! Love, you're not alone! I'm gonna stand by you…”

 

He sighed and pet your hair, “it'll heal on its own in time. I used my power to stop the bleeding, but healing my own wings takes a lot more energy than healing others. The price of being the strongest, when you do get hurt, no one's on your level to pick you up and carry you.” He smiled, but his voice was tired and sad.

 

You scoop him up into your arms, it's a little tricky with the wings throwing off his weight, but you make it work, and lay him on the bed. “Who says I can't carry you?” He was blushing. “Luci goosey, my lover, my king… I will always stand at your side and pick you up when you fall. Just like you do for me.” You smile and kiss his forehead, then each cheek, then his nose, before finally reaching his lips for a soft chaste kiss.

“I love you. And I always will.” 

 

He looked at you in awe, “Marry me?”

 

You blush, is this how he was going to propose?! “Are you serious?” 

He blushed, “I… um…” he took a slow deep breath. “Yes. Yes I do. I didn't mean to do it this way, but I'm not taking back my words, because I do mean them, and I don't want to hurt you with a misunderstanding.”

 

You can't help but smile. What a goof. What a good man. “I do! I mean, yes! Of course I want to be your wife!”

 

“Great! We'll tell everyone tomorrow and start planning then. For now, I just want to hold you. I… was really scared today. First for Charlie, then… You were just suddenly on the ground with so much blood around you… I thought I was about to lose you. Please, never do that to me again.” He pulled you to his chest and wrapped his wings around you.

You've never felt safer or warmer.

 

“I promise.”