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vampzxi · 1 year

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𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

preview: she hums as she pulls away, leaving a spit trail connected to her lips and your nipple. her mouth travels to your neck, and she nips at it, adding to the collection of purple marks that already stain your brown skin. her hands cup your tits as she kisses behind your ear, “fuck, you’re so perfect, y/n,” her breath tickles your ear, and you shiver, smiling at the sound of your name. “i need you to go in the room and lay down, pretty girl. can you do that for me?”

a/n: THANK FUCK this fic is finally finished it was kicking my ass so bad. very sorry for the wait, i had a bunch of shit going on at home and with my mental in general( a nigga was struggling☠️). i'm a little better now, but i'll probably be extending my break until a little after the 15th (a nigga is graduating!! :P). also this fic did not turn out the way i thought it was going to...who wrote this ? like hello ? also this is kinda unedited. if you see anything wonky, shh. i love u guyth. saur much. ok sorry for the long ass author's note, nobody reading allat.

word count: 7k+ (fics getting longer and longer..)

tags: LOTS of teasing, like i was pissing myself off writing this…riri plays too much, fingering, (semi) public sex, masturbation, voyeurism, phone sex?, dom!riri, sub!reader, slightly bratty!reader, avenger!riri, (slightly) cocky!riri, overstimulation, pussy eating, (slight) ropebunny!riri, crying, dacryphilia (listen…), face sitting (riri receiving), strap slanger!riri, degradation, humiliation, praise, video taping, there’s a plot if you squint, riri’s chain makes me hard, hair pulling, (slight) slapping, riri being a big softie at the end, umm probably more that i forgot. whoopsi!

dts!: @heejayy , @abenomeiiii , @playhousedistee , @cafehyunji , @amplifiedmoan @zayswriting , @vixentheplanet , @inmyheadimobsessed , @quintessencewrites , @marsolgy , @verachii , @saintwrld , @motheroffae , @dejaonline , @dominiquesheart , @izrinmabel1 , @mocha-aya , @shuriszn @yamsthoughts : i love you guys and every single interaction i have with you. u guys make me kick my feet so bad like...pls take care of yourselves. special dt to eden for giving me the idea to put raveena in here..love u fr.

taglist!: @because-were-pointless-ghosts , @yourfavdummy , @ihearttish , @biltongbite , @vspletitia3 , @sookiesookie , @letitiaslabyrinth , @iotusroses , @ppawmpkin , @prettymrswright , @somethingcleaverandwhitty , @icespiceluva , @sapphicvqmpires , @puppykitt , @pinkwright divider by: @firefly-graphics (lmk if i forgot anyone! taglist request form is here!)

ok ENUFF w that... here you guys go! enjoy ;P

“no goodbye kiss?” riri pretends to pout at you.

“you can kiss my ass on the way out,” you grumble, slamming the door, “get the fuck out my car.”

you walk over to the trunk and grab her luggage as she steps out of your car. “baby, what i do?” she yells over the airplane taking off.

you scoff, rolling your eyes, “you kept teasing me on the way here. you know ion like that shit,” you say, handing over her luggage.

she smiles and reaches out, "aw baby, don’t be like that. it’s so easy to get you worked up, it’s cute. come here.”

you roll your eyes again and embrace her tight, letting her firm arms squeeze your torso, “i’m tired of your ass.”

she presses a quick kiss on your forehead, “i love you too,” she rests her head on yours, “it’s only for a weekend.”

you groan, “i’m sure the Avengers will be fine without ironheart.”

“and i’m sure you’ll be aight without riri,” she pulls away and looks at you smirking, “you miss me already, huh?” you gasp as riri pushes you against the car, her playful eyes lingering on your lips.

“ri, don’t start-” she presses her mouth against yours, and a quick moan slips from you. you feel riri grin against you as she hears you, deepening the kiss. as her tongue slithers into your mouth, chills travel down your spine despite the humid air. the knot in your stomach tightens.

she lightly bites your bottom lip as she slowly breaks the kiss, her eyes never leaving yours, “riri…” you sigh, her lips traveling to your neck.

“‘sup, ma?” she nips at your neck, sucking the dark skin hard enough to leave a mark. the pet name makes your knees buckle as you lean against the car. riri’s calloused hands slide up your shirt and rub your sides as you gasp lightly.

“there’s people…,” you tuck a moan into your lip as she bites at your collarbone, “you’re gonna miss your flight-fuck,” she slips her hand down your waistband, grabbing a handful of your ass.

“i embarrass you, ma?” she inquires, her voice muffled by the skin in her mouth as she presses her teeth into it. your entire body heats up as she looks at you, expectant.

“no..i just-riri!” your words die in your throat with a whimper as she pushes her fingers against your damp panties, laughing at how you squirm under her.

“she’s so wet for me, haven’t even touched her yet,” she runs her finger up your slit as you hold back a moan, “she’s begging me to taste her, yeah? what you think, mama?”

you nod quickly as she continues to rub you through your underwear, whining every time her finger passes over your clit. “really? i can’t tell, she aint loud enough for me.”

“riri please…” you make eye contact with a man struggling with his luggage, and you quickly divert your attention, your face turning hot.

“i should eat her right in front of the airport,” riri uses her free hand to caress your cheek, and you lean into it as she applies more pressure to your clit, “let everyone know who she belongs to. let everyone know how needy she is. she’d like that, huh?”

“fuck, riri,” you moan. you’re grateful for the sound of airplanes passing overhead, because if not for them, surely the entire parking lot would have known riri’s name. “i don’t care, baby, please. i’ll make a big mess for you right here and let you do whatever you want. just..please, riri. i need you.” the band in your stomach tightens as you listen to her giggle.

“louder, baby.”

“FUCK, RIRI, PLEASE,” you grind on her fingers as they move along your underwear, ignoring the curious glances of passerbys.

she kisses you tenderly, making you melt under her lips. “hmm..what i tell you?” she murmurs into your mouth, “too damn easy.” she slides her hand out of your pants and pops her fingers into her mouth, swirling them around. “make sure you pick me up at 6 on monday, aight, ma?” the sight makes your pussy throb, but you just scoff as you watch, frustration overtaking your arousal.

“nah,” you push yourself off the car, fuming, “you got legs, nigga. you can walk.” she opens her mouth but you cut her off, pushing your finger into her chest, “matter of fact, use that fucking suit you always messing with. figure it out.”

your jabs do nothing but amuse her as she watches you climb back into the car. “so…no goodbye kiss?”

you shut the door and roll the window down, glaring at riri. truth was, you really did want to kiss her. but your frustration barred you from even thinking about it. “text me when your plane lands.”

“yes ma’am,” she sighs. she kisses her two fingers and places them against your temple. you watch her walk away with her luggage and so desperately want her to turn around. to turn around and yell “fuck the Avengers!!” and hop back into the passenger seat and kiss you until the windows fog. but she doesn’t. you sigh and shove the keys into the ignition and turn your music to 100, pulling out of the parking lot.

you open the door to your shared apartment, cringing at the silence. normally, ri would have her tunes playing, usually switching between Tyler, the Creator, Kehlani, Chief Keef, or Lauryn Hill. her inconsistent music taste always made your head spin, but now you yearn for it. if it wasn’t music, then she was sprawled on the bed, begging you to play just “one match” against her in Mortal Kombat or Smash Bros., knowing she would whoop your ass. you always gave in anyways, just to see the satisfaction on her face.

you drag yourself into your room and plop into bed, opening your phone. you haven’t checked it since you left the airport, too frustrated to even peek. you scroll through riri’s texts, your guilt building with every missed message you read.

you shoot her a quick “made it home, love you too,” and throw your phone into your pillows, groaning. she’s been edging you all day, building you up just to stop you from finishing. when you asked her why, she simply giggled and said, “to give you something to look forward to when i come back.” oh she pisses you off.

your mind wanders back to the airport. riri’s voice bounces around in your head, “it’s so easy to get you worked up,” and irritation builds in your gut. you think about the way her hands fit perfectly around your ass as she gripped it, her dull nails digging into your soft skin. you think about the way her fingers curled in you as you surrendered to her touch. you replay the moment in your mind, biting your lip. you embrace the familiar tug in your stomach, recalling the way riri’s fingers grazed you. your face turns hot as you clench your thighs together, breathing heavily.

you peel your jeans off and toss them in the corner. your hand slithers down to your wet front and you sigh as your clit finally gets the pressure it’s been waiting so patiently for. your fingers trace your slit through your wet underwear, your pussy begging for the release riri’s been denying you. her laugh echoes in the back of your mind as you push your panties aside, your arousal sticking to the fabric. you smirk, recalling how her breathing faltered when you would whine in her ear, the sound of your voice spurring her on.

you grab your phone and go back to riri’s messages, your fingers pressing the voice memo option before you can even think about it. as your phone starts recording, you slip your middle and ring fingers inside of you, moaning at how easily they slide in. you close your eyes and think back to riri, the thought of her listening to your moans sending shivers down your spine. you feel yourself getting wetter as you imagine riri's rough hands and tongue exploring every inch of you, imagining her whispers trailing up your spine, her mouth leaving marks on your neck. you drag your fingers in and out, the messy noises of your cunt filling the room. “fuck,” you groan into your mic as you curl your fingers into your g-spot. your hips buck under your hand as you pump them inside of you, dropping the phone on your chest. your other hand travels to your clit, pressing your fingers against the swollen bud. your back arches from the pressure, and another quick moan is stolen from your lips. you feel your body getting warmer as you get louder, giving in to the pleasure that's building up inside of you.

“riri…i’m so close,” you slip another finger in, whining as you speed up. you trace circles into your clit as groans tumble out of your mouth, rising in octaves. tears blur your vision as you near your edge, forcing yourself to go further. your gasps become shorter and quicker as you push yourself to your orgasm, “fuck, baby, i’m gonna cum! i’m cumming,” your head swims as your walls clench around your fingers, whining.

your eyes roll to the back of your head as you release onto your fingers, the white liquid gushing onto your sheets. you slide your fingers out as your chest heaves. you bite your lip as you press send on the audio message, smirking. you don’t know when she’ll listen to it, but you know the thought of you touching yourself when she isn’t here will send her into hysterics. and you giggle at the thought.

you pick up your phone again and open the camera, flipping it so your face fills the frame. you look crazed, with your curls sticking to your forehead and your brown eyes dilated. you smile and press record, dragging your fingers into your dripping cunt again. you moan at the sensation, your jaw hanging open as you push your digits into your overstimulated pussy. you stare into the camera and bring your wet fingers to your mouth, wrapping your tongue around them. you lick your cum off of your fingers, grinning into your phone, “was that loud enough for you, mama?” you suck your fingers and swallow the last of it, winking into the camera. you stop the video and press send, watching until it says delivered.

you toss your phone onto the bed and step into the bathroom to clean yourself up. after a quick shower, you throw on one of riri’s shirts and step out and pick up your phone again, checking your messages. your stomach twists as you see 3 dots in the corner of your screen, indicating that riri was typing. you hop onto the bed again, grinning hard enough to make your face ache. your head spins as you anticipate her response. you can’t contain the giggles spilling out of you as you imagine her reaction to the attachments, but that smile quickly drops when the dots fade away. you blink at your screen, waiting for them to reappear. after 5 minutes of nothing, you groan and shut your phone off, burying your face into your hands.

irritation creeps up your spine as you stare at your phone. was she really icing you out? whatever. you didn’t care. or she was probably busy at work, actively saving people, instead of listening to her girlfriend fuck herself. duty calls or whatever. your mind races through explanations so fast that your head starts to hurt.

you sigh and stretch across your bed, sleep creeping its way behind your eyelids. your finger hovers over the call button, contemplating. her contact image smiles back at you, squeezing your heart a bit as you remember her in her first ironheart suit, where she was too excited to even sit still. you took the picture before she successfully completed her first test flight, her eagerness evident on her face.

you sigh and decide against calling her, figuring she was busy. thinking it’ll be better to wait til the morning. surely she was too preoccupied to even pick up. you roll over, burying your face into riri’s pillow, letting her scent trace the inside of your nose. you inhale the cocoa butter smell, letting it lull you to sleep.

bang!

you shoot up, sleep clouding your mind as you rub your eyes. you fumble for your phone and wince when the light hits your eyes. 3:17am. “hello?” you call out into the darkness, fidgeting with your hair. silence answers you, making you bite your lip. you slide out of bed and tiptoe to your closet, grabbing the vibranium gauntlet that riri somehow managed to swipe from shuri. you laughed at her when she told you to keep it, but now you’re silently thanking her as you creep into the living room. you slip the gauntlet onto your wrist, holding it out in front of you as you feel the faint hum of the vibranium travel up your arm.

you notice the door hanging ajar, and you stiffen, gripping the glove tighter. “i…i have a weapon!” you squeak out, heart racing, “wakandan, too! you don’t wanna fuck with me!”

a soft chuckle emanates from the couch, and you whip your head around, using the soft blue glow of the gauntlet to guide you. you point it to the figure shrouded in darkness that was sitting comfortably on your couch. “last warning,” you keep your distance from the figure, but you know the power of the gauntlet will reach them in seconds.

“babygirl, put that shit down before you hurt yourself,” her voice makes your blood run cold, but you also basked in the relief she bought, “you know you clumsy.”

“shit, riri what the fuck?” you turn off the gauntlet and throw your hands into the air, “i thought i was bout to end up on a fucking true crime podcast. what the hell are you doing here?”

“uh, i live here?” you roll your eyes as you reach for the light switch, flipping it on. the sight of her manspreading on your couch made your knees weaker. her red hoodie and matching sweatpants did nothing to help. “i figured i’d swing by ‘cause you missed me so much.”

you laugh, taking the glove off and setting it on the kitchen counter, “sure. what happened to being an Avenger? don’t you have babies to save, or whatever they do?”

she sighs and stands up, taking two swift steps to you. her R-chain glints in your eye as she stares down at you, smirking, “i’m sure the Avengers will be fine without ironheart,” you smile as she shoots your words back at you, “you’re so damn needy, couldn’t leave you alone for long.”

she reaches out and wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you towards her. your cheek rests against her shoulder as you murmur, “i’m not needy.”

“you ain’t?” she reaches into her pocket, pulling her phone out, “you sure?”

you scoff and nod, “yo ass just wanted an excuse to come see me,” you pull away, “hold on, how’d you even get here?”

riri opens her phone, scrolling, “flew in that fucking suit you were talking about earlier…here it is,” she looks at you, her face unreadable, “ain’t this yo needy ass?”

you stare at her, puzzled, until the sounds reach your ears. amidst the panic of thinking there was an intruder in your home, you completely forgot what you had sent to riri. it all comes crashing back to you as your sultry moans emit from her phone, making your face hot. the noises of you playing with your wet cunt filled the room, your heavy breathing getting louder with each push of your fingers. “riri…i’m so close..” you hang your head, but riri grips your neck, forcing you to look at her.

“you was so vocal earlier…what happened, ma?” she turns up the volume, letting your voice echo through the living room. the splashing noises of you fucking yourself grow louder, along with your whines, as your gasps come through the mic. you press your thighs together, attempting to hide the arousal sliding down them.

the sounds end as you finish, and she shoves her phone back into her pocket, never breaking eye contact with you. her eyes boring into yours made you shiver, a smile playing on her plump lips. her hand tightens around your throat, and a moan slips from your mouth, “there it is.” her hand travels down to your underwear, prodding your clothed slit, “she’s so wet and i aint even touch her.”

your legs buckle as riri pushes against your clit, amusing herself with the way you lean into her. “fuck, ri,” you widen the gap in your legs, giving more access to your leaking cunt.

“hm?” she pulls her hand away, “what you want, ma?”

you’re too pent-up to put up a fight. you sigh into her shoulder, mumbling, “i want you, ri.”

riri’s hand returns to your underwear as she prods at your bud once more, making you whine into her ear. her jaw clenches as your whimpers fill her head, wanting nothing more than to see you crying under her as she sluts you out. but you had to earn it.

“use your words, mama,” riri moves your panties aside, sliding a singular digit into you with ease. your grip on her arm tightens as she slowly pumps her finger in and out of you, her brown eyes staring into yours.

“shit,” you tremble under her, “riri no more teasing, please. i need you to make me feel good. put me in my place. make me your bitch-i’ll take anything you give me, baby,” you throw your head back as she slips another finger in, her slow pace making your mind foggy, “fuck me, riri.”

“you gon’ be a good girl and make a mess for me, baby?” she quickens her pace, making it hard for you to keep your balance, “you gon’ let me tear this pussy up?”

you frantically nod, listening to riri play with your arousal. her eyes light up at the sight of her fingers disappearing into you, entranced by the sounds of your squelching pussy. “i’m your good girl, ri. i’ll do anything you tell me.” your walls clench around her fingers, eliciting a low groan from the back of her throat. the sound makes you quiver, hungry for more.

riri’s boxers are beyond damp as she listens to you. “so messy for me,” she kisses your head as she pulls her fingers out and you gasp at the absence of her digits inside you, “do me a favor, baby, and i promise i’ll give you what you want.”

you whine as she steps away from you and you stumble slightly, “you promise?”

“yeah, baby, i promise,” you smile as she cups your face and kisses you gently, her breath tickling your upper lip. your tongue runs across her bottom lip and she grins against you. riri speaks in between kisses,“i need these,” she tugs at your underwear, “gone. and this?” she pulls at the shirt hanging from your body, “never wanna see it again.”

you giggle, rocking on your heels, “but this is your shirt.”

“i’ll be ight. it looks better on the floor anyways,” she watches as you slowly pull the shirt over your head, her eyes fixed on your erect nipples. she resists the urge to step forward and squeeze and lick at the brown buds, but she reminds herself to wait.

you toss the shirt onto the floor, and your panties are next. the fabric is borderline glued to your wet cunt as you peel them off and toss them in the same corner as your shirt. you look back at riri, curling into yourself as she stares at you. it’s been around a year since y’all got together, but her gaze still makes you nervous. you cross your arms over your chest, suddenly self-conscious.

“nah, baby, let me see you,” riri steps forward and moves your arms to your sides. her eyes fall to your chest again, and your breath falters as she reaches forward and envelops your nipple in her warm mouth. she groans under you as her other hand reaches up to fondle your other boob. you bite back a moan as you grip her braids, watching the way she kisses your chest.

“oooh! shit, ri,” she smirks as she bites on your nipple, making you wince. her wet tongue rubs over it, chasing away the sting she left.

she hums as she pulls away, leaving a spit trail connected to her lips and your nipple. her mouth travels to your neck, and she nips at it, adding to the collection of purple marks that already stain your brown skin. her hands cup your tits as she kisses behind your ear, “fuck, you’re so perfect, y/n,” her breath tickles your ear, and you shiver, smiling at the sound of your name. “i need you to go in the room and lay down, pretty girl. can you do that for me?”

“fuck you, ri” you gasp as you throw your head back and clench your thighs, the incessant buzzing between your legs driving you to tears.

as soon as ri stepped into the room, wearing nothing but her boxers, her R-chain, and a shit-eating grin, you knew she wasn’t done teasing you. “i’m making you work for this shit, you think i flew all the way down here just to give in to yo needy ass?” she chuckled, “you got me fucked up. hands above your head.”

“say that shit again, ma. i might just consider letting you go,” she uses her vibrator to apply more pressure to your clit, making your back arch off the bed. your hands squirm against your restraints as you cry out.

riri’s eyes are glued to your bloodshot ones, grinning so hard, you’re wondering how her damn face doesn’t hurt. “ri..fuck,” you pant, your sweat-slicked chest heaving, “i can’t. i’m gonna cum-ah!”

riri uses her free hand to slip 3 fingers into your puffy pussy, pumping at a rapid pace, “you can. and you won’t,” your overstimulated cunt clenches around her as she circles your sensitive clit with the vibrator, “not until you apologize.” a whimper tumbles out of your mouth as you buck your sore hips.

your eyes roll as another jolt of pleasure courses through you, making your stomach tighten. you grit your teeth in frustration as she bites at your trembling thighs, the stinging bringing you closer to your edge, “i..fuck!” you crane your head down, making eye contact with the grinning girl as her fingers continue to pound into you, “haah..kiss my ass.”

you smile weakly to yourself as you watch irritation cross riri’s face, “aight, bet,” she laughs, slowing her pace. you smirk as she pulls her fingers out, praying she’ll finally end the assault on your clit. but your prayers go unanswered as she increases the speed of the vibrator, making you flinch.

your voice cracks as she slips her fingers back into you, this time adding an extra one. she moans at the sound of you, relishing the way you crumble under her, “yeah, you was so big and bad earlier. what happened?” she curls her fingers into your sweet spot, and you can feel your orgasm starting to leak onto riri’s fingers.

“i’m sorry!” you wail, spit forming in the corners of your mouth, “ri, baby, i’m sorry! please, please, let me cum. i can’t hold it anymore.” hot tears cloud your vision.

“huh?” riri’s digits twist inside you, making your back arch once more. you wish your hands were free so you could smush that stupid ass grin off her face, “ian hear you, baby.”

“i’m sorry! i’m so sorry,” you start to babble, rutting your hips against riri, “i won’t do it again. i’ll be good. i was being needy because i missed you!”

riri’s fingers slow as she looks at you, “who’s my bratty girl?”

“i am,” you huff, the buzzing of the toy slowly creeping through your entire body.

“who’s pussy is this?”

“it’s yours, ri!”

riri hums and removes her fingers and the vibrator, making you sigh in relief. her lips gravitate to your swollen bud like a magnet, kissing it softly. “good shit, baby. let it out for me,” her tongue dances between your folds, “flood my shit.”

“fuck, i’m cumming, ri!” you squirm against your restraints and moan as riri’s fingers dig into your thighs, stopping them from closing as she licks you up.

her tongue grazes your clit and you squirt on her without warning, fat tears rolling down your face as your orgasm splashes onto riri. she opens her mouth, not letting a single drop go to waste. your arms burn from the strain of them hanging pathetically over your head as you struggle against them, watching riri continue to suck on your overstimulated cunt. “ri, baby-shit. i came, i came!”

“yeah.” riri mumbles into you as she sticks her tongue into your entrance, slurping you up. she eats you like your pussy is a drug, never stopping to come up for air. your legs twitch uncontrollably as she moans into you, the vibrations going straight to your core. she reaches up and tweaks one of your nipples, making your eyes cross.

your safeword is resting just behind your lips, ready to tumble out of your mouth, when riri presses one final kiss against your entrance and pulls away. “such a pretty pussy,” she coos, eyes locked on the wet spot on the bed, “could eat her all day.” your chest heaves as you struggle to catch your breath, and your cunt throbs as you watch her suck the rest of your release from her fingers, her chain winking at you in the dim lighting as she sits up.

“let me go?” you mumble, head swimming. she finally looks back at you, taking in your blissed-out state. she smiles and kisses you deeply as you moan into her mouth.

“where you at, mama?” she looks down at you, concern swimming in her eyes, “just say the word, and i’ll run you a bath.”

while you would appreciate the warm water soothing the welts riri left behind, you also can’t get enough. you shake your head, “i..want more,” you look at her, a lazy smile playing on your lips, “wanna taste you,” you watch her bite her lip as she listens to you, “please, riri.”

riri rubs circles on your stomach, pecking your temple and humming, “you think you deserve it? have you been good?”

you nod quickly, “did so good for you…” she leans over you and reaches for the rope around your wrists, her low-hanging necklace brushing against your face.

as your arms are released, she gently takes your wrists and kisses them, alleviating the burn of your restraints. you sigh as you relax into riri, wrapping your arms around her. “thank you for being such a good girl baby,” she kisses you again, “you gonna let me sit on your pretty face?”

her words send shivers down your spine, and you whimper as you nod. “tell me how bad you want it,” she rubs her hands over your thighs, coaxing the plea out of you.

“please…riri. i wanna taste you so bad, i want you to smother me, i want your pretty pussy on my face. make a mess in my mouth and ruin me,” you babble desperately.

riri swallows a moan as she listens to you, trying to keep herself from becoming undone with just your words. “shit, ma. you got me so wet,” she admits, “you wanna see?”

she grins as you rapidly nod, giggling at your eagerness. her finger traces your belly button as she leans closer to your ear, her breath making your body quiver, “lay on your back for me, baby.”

“just sit down, ri,” you coo, her thighs straddling your face as her glistening pussy hovers above you, “please, mama.”

“say ahh for me,” riri’s voice barely registers to you, as you’re too focused on the line of arousal slowly trailing from her cunt, your breath catching in your chest as you suppress yet another needy whine. your attention snaps back to riri as she pops your thigh, the sting making you suck your teeth, “open your fucking mouth. you ain’t have a problem keeping it wide open earlier.”

“shut the hell up and sit down,” you mutter impatiently.

“i don’t know who the hell you think you talk-shit“ riri’s cut short by you as you push down on her waist, letting her drenched pussy fall into your mouth. an abrupt moan escapes her as your nose brushes her clit.

“shit, baby, right there,” riri throws her head back as you suck on her folds, savoring the way your tongue fits perfectly in her. she tastes better than anything you’ve ever eaten, like nectar to a bee. ambrosia to a goddess. she writhes above you as you lap her up, eyes rolling to the back of your head. your grip on her thighs tighten as her hips rock, letting her cunt slide across your face as she hums, “you like this, don’t you? needy slut.”

you dig your fingernails into riri’s thighs, leaving small, crescent-shaped marks as her insult sends a shudder down your spine. you look up at her, watching how her face contorts as your lips wrap around her swollen bud. her jaw hangs open as she continues to ride your face, her chain swinging with each rut of her hips.

“fuck, i’m bout to..” riri tries to bite back a whimper, but your ears catch it. you slide your tongue into her, drawing out a long moan from the prodigy on top of you. her thighs tremble as she grabs fistfuls of your curls, grinding her hot cunt further into your mouth.

“you gon let me flood your pretty face, baby?” riri smiles as you hum your confirmation, the vibration of your voice making her head spin, “let me cum in that dirty mouth, yeah?”

you look up at riri as you press sloppy kisses onto her pussy, relishing the way she bounces on your face. “fuck, baby. feels so good..shit!” her back arches as you gather her clit in your mouth once more, sucking on it, “im cumming! im-“

riri’s hands fly to her tits as she gropes them, riding her orgasm out on your face. you moan as you watch, maintaining eye contact with her as she creams in your mouth, the thick liquid coating your throat. her legs twitch as you continue to lick her clean, your tongue traveling over her folds. “aight, baby, i’m done, i’m done, fuck!” she cries out as you release your grip on her thighs.

riri lifts off of you and plops onto the bed, chest heaving, “how i taste, ma?”

you roll over and press a long kiss onto riri’s lips, hands trailing down her body. she moans into your mouth, wrapping her arms around you to pull you closer. her tongue slips into your past your lips, swirling around your mouth. you push your hips into her, your throbbing clit brushing against her leg.

riri grins against your mouth before rolling on top of you and bringing her knee up to your cunt, “you want me to keep going?” she laughs as you nod vigorously, “needy ass.”

she slides off the bed and walks into the shared closet, disappearing for a bit. you sit up as you watch her walk back to the bed with her most prized possession.

“where’d you get that one from, ri?” you watch as she steps into the harness of her strap, staring curiously at the purple-veined appendage.

“don’t worry bout it,” riri fastens the strap to her and looks up at you, mischief dancing in her eyes, “hand me my phone.”

you knit your brows in confusion as you reach for her long forgotten hoodie and fish out her phone from the pocket. you toss it to her, “for what?”

“you’ll see,” she smirks at you, “you already know what position i like you in. bend over.”

your eyes screw shut as riri aligns the strap with your hole, the tip brushing against your overstimulated clit.

“ri…please,” you mumble, squirming against the rope tied across your wrists once more. she uses one hand to dig her nails into your hip while she uses the other to stroke the tip between your folds.

“please what, baby?” riri coos, her voice dripping with disdain, “ask the camera. you had no problem doing it earlier.”

you shut your eyes tighter, mortification burning through your cheeks. riri had propped her phone up on the pillows in front of you after tying your hands behind you, letting them sit snugly on your lower back.

your eyes shoot open as riri’s hand slams down on your ass and you wince from the impact. “i know you heard me,” she grabs a handful of your curls and tugs at them, forcing you to stare straight at yourself in her phone camera, taking in your pathetic state. eyes puffy, tears staining your cheeks, your messy hair sticking up in various directions. riri takes pride in knowing she’s the cause of your current state.

her cold chain drags against your burning back as she leans over to whisper in your ear, “don’t act brand new. tell them how bad you want me to fuck your pretty brains out.”

panic seizes your chest as you crane your head away from the camera to look at riri, “‘them’? you’re gonna show this to people? what the fuck, ri?” you splutter.

“nah, i bet you would like that though, huh?” she chuckles, “wanna show everyone how much of a needy whore you are? want them to see how pretty you look when i fill you up?”

she turns your head back to her phone as you whine, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach. “ri…”

your whimper makes her laugh, “speak up, babygirl.”

the way your nickname rolls off her tongue pushes you to the edge, “SHIT, ri. just fuck me, please. i want you inside me, fuck me stupid. i wanna feel y-“

your words die at your lips as riri rams into you, the tip of the strap brushing against your cervix. “you talk too much,” riri mutters as you cry out. you can’t form a coherent response as she continues to thrust into you at rapid speeds, her groans making you clench around the faux dick buried in you. “she’s so fucking tight for me..god.”

“you..you can feel me?” you struggle against your restraints and wince as the rope digs into your skin.

“yeah…was working on it before…fuck, mama keep squeezing my shit just like that!” riri gasps as she digs into your g-spot.

“YES, riri, right there,” you watch your body in the camera, shaking from the impact of her thrusts, “i can’t…hold it” tears swim in your vision, and you fight against them, “please let me cum..oh fuck!” you choke out a sob as her hand slithers to your neck and her fingers tighten around your throat.

“hold that shit,” ri’s says through gritted teeth as her pace becomes sloppy. your pulsating cunt continues to constrict around her, causing her to emit a low groan, “you look so pretty when you’re full of dick.” the corner of her mouth quirks up into a smirk as she listens to your whimpers, “now tell the camera how good i feel.”

“please, ri,” you whine. she tightens her grip around your throat as a warning, and you involuntarily moan. “shit, riri fucks me so good. she makes my pussy feel so good!”

“yeah, good shit, baby.” riri’s hips kiss yours as she continues to slam into you, her dick burying into your core. you feel your orgasm approaching, the familiar tug in your stomach becoming stronger with each push into your puffy pussy. riri bites her bottom lip as your walls tighten around her, making her eyes roll to the ceiling, “can i fill this you up, mama? you gon let me cum in this pretty pussy?”

riri knocks into your g-spot and you finally let your tears fall as you moan, “YES, riri. please fill me up. flood my shit, baby!” your voice cracks as you yell, desperately wanting to break free of the rope binding your wrists.

“oh my god..are you fucking crying?” riri looks at your wet cheeks and scrunched face as she pumps into you. she removes her hand from your neck and grips your curls, turning your tear-soaked face around to look at her. she leans forward and presses her tongue flat against your cheek, letting the salty fluid settle on her tastebuds as she moans. “you see how lame you look? you’re so goddamn needy,” she smirks, dragging her tongue across your cheek, “i knew i couldn’t leave you alone for long.”

“ri…i’m so close-please,” you blubber, “been so good..for you.”

riri resumes her rapid pace and you chomp down on your bottom lip. “yeah? who’s the only one that makes you feel this good?”

“you, riri, only you!” your eyes cross as her palm smacks your ass, with riri fascinated by the way it jiggles.

“who’s pussy is this?” riri’s chest heaves, her pounding becoming erratic. her orgasm is quickly approaching, but she wants to watch you become undone first.

you scream in response, your back arching as you squirt onto riri. your release splashes on her as you moan, throwing your head into the sheets. “shit, baby, im..fuck, i’m about to cum!” riri groans, digging her fingernails into your hips, “ke-keep squeezing me like that. wanna feel your pretty pussy.”

“fill me up, ma,” you plead, throwing your ass back on the Avenger, “please, baby! wanna feel yo-”

“shut up!” riri says with a snarl as she shoves her fingers in your mouth, making you clench as she gags you. riri moans, throwing her head back as she drills her strap deeper into you, “fuck, baby. just like that! i’m…i’m bout to..”

your eyes roll to the back of your head as her seed shoots into your cunt, relishing the warmth that fills you. you bite down on her fingers and moan in sync with her, relaxing your body.

as she pulls out of you, her creamy release pours out of you, dripping onto the sheets. you collapse onto the bed, breathing heavily as your eyes flutter closed. riri chuckles and steps peels the strap off, tossing it into a forgotten corner of the room. she rubs small circles into your back and places her lips on yours, kissing you deeply. “you did so good for me, my beautiful girl,” you smile at the compliment, feeling her scatter sweet kisses across your face.

“can you walk, baby?” she asks softly, starting to untie the rope at your hands. you don’t even have the energy to talk, much less stand. riri understands your silence and let’s out a soft laugh, rubbing your wrists and easing the ache that your restraints left behind.

“i’m gonna run you a bath, then i’ll be right back,” you nod drowsily as she presses another kiss to your temple and walks to the bathroom, humming. you envy her endurance, the way she’s able to bounce back after leaving you strewn out across the bed. you turn your head, watching the muscles in riri’s back shift with each step. riri disappears into the bathroom and you let the sound of running water lull you to sleep.

“you never answered my question,” you say as riri plays in your wet curls as your back lays against her chest. you’re positioned between her legs in the tub, letting the smell of the floral bubble bath and the sound of Raveena’s Still Dreaming surround you as you lean into her touch.

“you ask a lot of questions, baby,” riri chuckles and slides her hands to your thighs and starts to rub them. you relax into her, relishing the sensation of her fingers kneading into your soft skin.

you roll your eyes as she massages your legs, “okay, yeah, but you never told me where you got that strap from,” you huff, “like what was that?”

riri’s hands falter slightly at your question, but she catches herself and resumes rubbing your thighs. you pretend not to notice. “it, uh..” she sighs, “don’t laugh.”

“why would i laugh?” you scoff, turning your head to look at her.

“cause yo ass always giggling about something,” ri swats at you, and you smile, “don’t try and hold it back now. look at you, always ready to laugh at someone.”

“just answer the question, ri,” you say impatiently. riri sighs and moves her hands to your shoulders, gripping them firmly.

you sigh and melt into her touch as she rubs circles into your shoulders, “it’s just a project i’ve been working on for a minute,” riri’s hands glide down your back as she rubs your sides, “it started as a joke, but when i met you...i guess i actually had a reason to finish it.”

you bite back a giddy giggle as you turn around in riri’s lap, looking at her. she stares back at you, her eyes gleaming. your chest grows warm as you watch her smile, her perfect set of teeth on full display. “i told you not to laugh,” she pushes a curl from your head.

“i know, i’m sorry, baby,” you plant a kiss onto her forehead, “you’re just so fucking smart, like damn. how’d you even come up with that?”

riri’s eyes widen at the compliment as her grin grows wider. you know how self-critical she is towards herself, so watching her become undone with a simple compliment makes you melt. “thank you, mama,” she reaches up and grips your chin, her wet palm pulling you towards her lips. she kisses you fondly, relishing the way your arms wrap around her waist. the music and the smells fade around you as you get lost in riri’s touch, committing the way she tastes to your memory.

you shiver under her and riri breaks the kiss, leaving your lips cold. you pout at her and lean in for another one, missing her warmth. but she softly pushes you away, “the water’s getting cold, baby,” she smiles, “come on,” she motions for you to get out of her lap.

you climb out of the tub as she lets the water out, watching the bubbles disappear down the drain. you turn around, and riri startles you by wrapping you in a towel and throwing you over her shoulder. you shriek, swinging your feet and laughing, “ri!!”

laughing, she flips you onto the bed and kisses you, intertwining her fingers with yours. you giggle into her mouth and throw the blanket over your naked bodies.

riri groans as her phone starts to ring, breaking the kiss. “hold on, baby, i think that’s work.” you roll your eyes and huff as she reaches over to grab her phone, putting it on speaker. “yeah?”

“riri, where the hell have you been?” smooth xhosa comes from the other side of the line, “you left without saying anything…again.”

“hey, shuri,” riri runs her hands through her braids, “i uh…” she looks at you smirk, “family emergency?”

“i didn’t get this primitive device just for you to lie in my face,” shuri sighs, “hi, y/n.”

your eyes widen as riri rolls hers, “she ain’t even here, you trippin.”

“hi,” you say, giggling when riri scowls at you.

“right. anyways,” you can practically hear shuri’s eye-roll through the screen, “fury’s pissed and he has kamala and me out looking for you. i’ve been trying to cover for your ass but we need you. kamala’s getting annoying.”

“yeah. i’ll be there tomorrow,” riri ignores you when you swat at her arm, frowning, “tell fury i’m busy. ion even need to be there, for real, but aight.”

“yeah, okay,” shuri sighs, “he’s gonna chew you out for missing patrols again.”

“man, ion give a fuck,” riri laughs, “but i’ll hit you back later?”

“yeah. bye, riri. bye, y/n. don’t keep her up too late.” before you can object, shuri hangs up the phone.

“‘be back tomorrow?’” you cross your arms and pout, your frown growing deeper as riri laughs.

“baby, i’ll be back the night after,” riri scoots closer to you and spoons you, letting your hair tickle her nose, “and then no more trips for the rest of the year, unless it’s with you.”

“good.” you smile, relaxing into her arms.

“so fucking needy,” she whispers, laughing and kissing your cheek.

you both drift off to sleep together, with riri snoring softly. riri ended up oversleeping, causing her phone to constantly go off with calls from nick fury, shuri, and even kamala. both of you were oblivious, too busy snoozing in each other’s arms.

⭐️

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hualianff · 2 years

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Thinking about modern au artist HC who excels at various traditional art forms including ceramics, painting, and sculpting. Soon enough, the time comes for HC to learn the witchcraft that is digital art.

And man is it a phat STRUGGLE.

In general, HC talks out loud to himself during his artistic process - a quirk that XL (the husband) can’t help but find endearing.

(HC waiting for his shit to render: “anytime now…preferably within the next century…” 🙄

HC shading: “what if we make you a little darker? just like that…hmm, I don’t hate it-??”

HC, confused: *aggressively scribbles on the screen* “HELLO?? WHY ARENT YOU BLENDING!?”

HC trying to find the layer where the stoopid random black dot is: “I WILL find you. I MUST…”

HC undoing one stroke a thousand times: “nope” *undos* “nope” *undos* “fuck you” *undos*)

***

Cue HC internally crying every month because “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH MY STYLE??” 😭😭

***

HC bent over his desk like shrimp. 🦐

XL insists HC takes breaks, for food and general rest. He massages HC’s neck, shoulders, back, and hands - HC naturally melts back into his beloved’s hands.

HC has a folder on his desktop titled “gege’s masterpieces” which are all of XL’s drawings for HC.

***

SQX: “ohmygod can you draw me!?”

HC: “nu”

HC goes back to drawing portraits of XL.

***

HC watching the piece he spent days drawing get surpassed in likes by a dumb doodle of his pets he did when battling artblock: “make it make sense” 😡

XL: “it’s because you made e’ming and ruoye so cute!” 🥰

***

Imagine HC mindlessly twirling his apple pen between his long fingers, even while he’s pacing around their apartment.

He also tends to play with the cap of the charging plug, resulting in him constantly losing it!! It’s such a tiny, white thing - it could be anywhere…

Somehow, XL magically finds the cap in the most unassuming places and puts it somewhere safe so he can hand it back when HC’s already pulling his hair out.

***

XL hangs his favorite pieces of HC’s artwork around their apartment !!

When guests come over for the first time, they’ll stare at the beautifully framed art pieces in awe.

And XL will proudly say,” oh, this is actually all of San Lang’s work! Isn’t he amazing?” 😊

***

Many people think HC’s signature is a distinct symbol, shape, or even an obscure drawing with a hidden message. In turn, this has caused HUGE debates on Twitter about what the signature actually means.

One popular stan account had successfully gathered clues over the years. After comparing a lot of pics, lives, doodles, etc., they come to the conclusion that the signature is actually a word.

But what exactly does it say?

Still unknown.

And when some indie magazine goes and interviews HC, THEY HAVE TO ASK.

Interviewer: “Crimson Rain, you must tell us, we’re begging, what does your signature mean? It’s been a topic of WAR for years amongst your fans!”

HC: “oh, it’s just my name”

Everyone: ☠️🤡☠️🤡☠️

Interviewer: “would you mind demonstrating for us?”

HC, shrugging: “sure”

HC, messing up the second stroke of his name: “wait no, let me restart”

***

Twitter trending tags:

#WHAT

#THAT’S HIS HAND WRITING???

#IM JARED 19

#CRIMSON RAIN

#HAND WRITING

#THIS WHOLE TIME !?

(2)

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W/ @no-one-says-hi

#tgcf #heaven official’s blessing #hualian #hua cheng #xie lian #modern au #cerdrabbles #artist struggles #funny

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danses-with-dogmeat · 2 years

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☠️🦖 "All you do is lie" for Deacon x f!sole?

Hurt me so good please. Congratulations!!

Well, you can't get much more perfect than this line for this character, so thank you for that!

And I will do my best. Again, I love Deacon, but I also love making him feel a little shitty. 😈

I hope you enjoy!

"Deacon? W-what are you doing here, are you... Were you following me?"

Deacon's jaw set, the action formally damning him as the hurt in Sole's eyes turned to embers of fury.

"What happened to you being busy? What happened to not having time for your partner, for having to 'go it alone?' All this time, you were just tracking me? Spying on me?"

Sole was nose to nose with him by the end of it, so close, they could make out the cool blue of his eyes beneath his darkened shades. As well as the guilt that shone within them.

"Danse," Sole turned their head slightly to the side, their gaze refusing to leave Deacon's as they spoke to their other companion. "Why don't you head into the airport. I'll be right behind you."

Even without looking, they could feel the Paladin's eyes narrow at their request.

"Very well, I'll do as you ask, just... Be careful. I don't trust this one."

"Yeah..." Sole said, more to Deacon than to Danse, "I'm starting to think I shouldn't either."

The heavy steps of Danse's power armor-laden form grew distant as he trekked back to the Brotherhood HQ, but still, the Railroad spy firmly held their gaze.

"All you do is lie to me, Deacon!" Sole burst out, their arms flailing in frustration, "Everything you said the last time we spoke, it was all just bullshit! Does this mean nothing to you?" They gestured to the pair of them, one finger poking uncomfortably into his chest as they did so. "Everything we've been through, all this time working at each other's sides, doesn't it make you feel like shit? Not having a friend in the world? Not having anyone you can trust? Anyone that you can actually be honest with? Or are you even capable of honesty anymore?"

"Trusting people is dangerous, Sole." Deacon spoke firmly, almost completely monotone. And Sole wasn't sure why, but that pissed them off even more. They opened their mouth to let him know as much, but Deacon continued before they could voice a thing.

"That's what I've been trying to teach you all this time. Can't you see that? It's because I- I care about you that I want to protect you from anyone that might try and take advantage of you," He gestured broadly to the large airport behind them, his meaning clear. "Anyone who might put you in danger, even unknowingly, and that includes me. But it also includes your laser pistol pals in the giant metal flying nightmare."

"This isn't about them, okay? I'm not just blindly trusting the Brotherhood, but after you blew me off, what the hell was I supposed to do?" Their voice rose an octave, a testament to their desperation, "You wouldn't help me, Deacon, and I need to get into the Institute, I need to find my son, and sever that horrible organization's hold on the Commonwealth for good. I thought that's what we both wanted, but then you made it clear you had other priorities."

"Sole, just because--"

"Other priorities that, I guess, included spying on me." They spat the word at him, and Deacon flinched at the malice. "You didn't need to sneak around, okay? I know it's what you're used to now, and all your anti-trust monologuing probably means you wouldn't believe me at all, but you could've just asked me what I was doing with Danse and the Brotherhood. I would've told you, and, because I'm not you, I would've been honest about it."

"Ouch, okay, I get it." His voice sounded stripped, like the overused scratchiness of an old holotape. "Just ask, yeah, that's always worked in the past."

"You didn't know me in the past, Deacon." Sole's tone wilted, the anger slowly draining out of them as their companion began to yield to their fury. "I'm not a cunning master of subterfuge and stratagem. I'm not your enemy. I'm your ally, and whether you say it or believe it or not, I'm your friend, too. I know this goes against everything you preach, but you can trust me."

He nodded to them without a word, and Sole couldn't help but notice the way something appeared to catch in his throat as he swallowed thickly.

"I-I know." He finally said after a long pause, where the dangerously electric energy in the air between them seemed to sizzle out into a pleasant hum. "That's what scares me about you. I'm not... Not used to it, is all."

One hand came up to rub at the back of his neck, a small grimace still present in his expression as he looked away from his companion's still-intense gaze.

"But I can try, you know? Can maybe give it a go again. This whole 'friendship' thing." He said with air quotes around the word that, coming from his mouth, sounded like a forbidden swear word.

"I'd like that..." Sole smiled at him, their expression finally soft enough for the spy to chance another glance into their bright eyes without fear of being burned.

"So then... if what you say is true, and I really can just ask you. What are you doing hanging out with these jarheads?"

"You were the one spying on me," They said with a teasing grin, "Why don't you tell me?"

"Okay, yeah, I deserve that." He chuckled, his shoulders finally relaxing from their previous tenseness. "And while I did have a few theories, I think I'd rather get it straight from the source. Save face, and all that, you know."

"Yeah, I think that's probably best too." Deacon grinned at that, an apologetic thing, but also one of familiar amusement.

"Really," You continued, "I just needed to borrow some power armor from them. I have a lead on how to get into the Institute, but... Yeah, it requires me not dying of radiation poisoning first, so..."

The Railroad agent chuckled a bit at their tone, the way their sarcasm rivalled even his own.

"Well, if it's power armor you want, that Paladin Danse guy sure as hell looks like the one to get it from."

#1.5k celebration #1.5k event #fallout #fallout companions #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions #deacon fo4 #fallout deacon #deacon fallout 4 #paladin danse #danse fallout 4 #deathclaw

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automatayaoi · 1 year

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Steel, ground, and poison!! For the pkmn asks :o) i rlly hope u recover well ! Ur f/o's love u :o) -hamsterwife

thank u sm!! i decided to do this with graha bc...Reasons

💻Steel Type💻 : Who’s more likely to struggle with technology? How does the other help?

tbh i feel like samhain is kind of a bumpkin when it comes to technology LMAO theyve primarily spent their life on the sea so anything you wouldnt find on your average pirate ship sends them for a loop. unfortunately for raha im also too curious for my own good and will poke around any and all glowy bits, so more than once he's had to scramble to stop them from activating some kind of death trap in the middle of allagan ruins

luckily for me, raha is so very sweet and kind and gentle in helping me along (gayass).

⛰️Ground Type⛰️: What about your F/O grounds you when you’re not feeling well? Do you help ground them?

god the first thing to come to mind is his ears,,,i cant help but be drawn to his soft kitty ears, rubbin em gently between my fingers. hes literally a CAT can u fucking blame me. his voice is so grounding too...he'll just talk me thru things w that soft voice of his wehe :3

when it comes to helping ground raha, i think samhain would mostly try to like, sit him down and make him something to eat? cuz most often he tends to push himself too far wrt his work and academics. they might also play him a song on their lyre hehe

☠️Poison Type☠️: What’s something one of you eats or drinks that the other can’t stand? How do you both react to it?

THAT FUCKING ARCHON BREAD‼‼ THAT SHIT IS POISONOUS XXXX Samhain literally needed to be healed after eating that mf loaf, now refuses to be anywhere near it. Will toss right into the fucking hearth if they see it. Discostang. They can make a much better loaf of bread, pookie.

raha has a similar reaction to the grog samhain keeps in their skein instead of water. pirate4lyfe they cant live without the stuff. he tries soooo hard to be nice abt it tho cuz hes such a sweetie but he does subtly drop fresh breath mints in their pack ASJKDHJAS

#watch me constantly shift between first and third person LMAO #swamp wisdom #Anonymous #hamsterwife #ship; our grand adventure

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meltwonu · 3 years

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2. “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.”

10. “We’re in public, you know.”

notes; stylist!jun, actress!reader, sex toys, dirty talk, sexual acts in public! I’m gonna be honest with yall i did not have a good weekend(more coworker bs) ☠️😭 KJHDKJHKJ but u kno what its the start of a new week so here’s hoping to better things this week!! 😩💐 Im tired as fuck tho but thats also normal lolol I'm hoping to have time this week to rly sit down and get some inbox msgs down too, i really just havent had the time or the energy so fingers crossed 🤞 !! As always, thank you so much for requesting! Enjoy! 💕

*queued post.

“D–Don’t…”

“Hm??”

Jun’s lips ease into a sleazy smirk - his fingertips toying with your hair as a shiver rolls down your spine.

“Jun, I–mmh, I have to–to go back to set in a few–few minutes…”

“I know, just let me fix your hair. The wind messed it up and it needs to be fixed for the next scene.”

He watches as you squirm in front of him - knowing that the vibrator snug against your clit was the cause of your shaky movements.

“Can’t, a-ah, you–you turn it o-off? N-now?”

You feel your entire body on the brink of another orgasm just as he finishes up and sprays your hair down with another pass of hair spray - nonchalant even though he knows the effect that the toy has on you.

“But you already came, didn’t you? Right here.”

Before you can retort, his quick fingers are up your skirt and between your thighs as he presses the toy harder against your clit - your clipped whines taking you by surprise as your eyes dart all across the set.

There’s nobody near the two of you at the dressing van and you breath a sigh of relief before you pout.

“W–we’re in public, you know!? You–you can’t just d-do that, Jun…! A-anyone can see!”

He smirks before retracting his hand; instead going in for the remote for the toy as he turns it off and lets you relax for a moment to catch your breath.

“You say that like I didn’t fuck you behind the dressing van three days ago~ Your cute ‘lil skirt just pushed up while I bent you over and fucked you so good you were almost late to set~ I’m so good at my job, they didn’t even realize how fucked out you looked just moments before filming~”

The memory makes goosebumps rise on your skin remembering how you had to film back to back scenes with Jun’s cum pooling in your panties before you could get home, much less a change of clothes.

“I–I’m wearing a, ngh, w-white dress today though... I–I can’t get it d-dirty...” Mumbling, you let him fix your outfit once more - his experienced hands roaming all over your body as you resist the urge to give into his touches.

“I know, I picked it just for you~ Makes you look so cute and innocent even though we both know how different you really are, off set~ Going to work with a ‘lil vibrator in your panties~”

He chuckles as you whimper in return.

“You–you have to make it up to me later...”

“Oh? How should I do that, hmm, babygirl?”

You’re too focused on thinking to realize he’s holding the remote again; fingertip on the button as he sets it to the highest setting and watches as you double over in front of him when all the pleasure rushes through you at once.

“Jun–Jun–Jun...!”

He watches as you cum; body shivering and thighs threatening to give out as soft, quiet whimpers and whines leave your lips while he chuckles and lets you ride out your pleasure out in the open.

And in the midst of your high, a loud booming voice can be heard throughout the filming set - no doubt the director as he tests the mic on the megaphone before continuing.

“We’re having trouble with the boom mics on set. We’ll be taking a short break while we try to get replacements. Thank you for your patience and understanding! We’ll try to get it fixed ASAP!”

A breathy moan escapes you the second that Jun turns the toy off; this time catching you as your entire body melts into his touch.

“Ah, did you hear that? Seems like we have a little bit of time~ How about I fix your outfit in the van, hm? Looks like you might’ve gotten it dirty just now.”

This time, you find yourself growling - manicured fingers digging into the sleeve of his shirt as he grins at you.

“I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly and if you don’t make me cum with your cock in the next 15 minutes, I’m firing you.”

#jun smut #Junhui smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #jun scenarios #jun imagines #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #seventeen scenarios #junhui scenarios #junhui imagines #jun fic

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meltwonu · 3 years

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2. “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.”

8. “Like what you see?”

notes; sugar-daddy!seokmin, sugar-baby!reader, softdom!seokmin, size!kink, dirty talk. Omg finally! 😭💕 First drabble of the new year kfhskdf, I was meant to finish this cycle last year but y’kno, as things would have it.. Lol ☠️ANYWAY, i’m gonna be redoing some of the graphics for my tumblr at some point and hopefully have the time to update my masterlists and catch up to inbox msgs 😮‍💨 I know there’s a lot from dec I never got to answer bc of um everything that happened lol 😵‍💫 I am also telling myself to worry less about the lengths of my drabbles so we’ll see how that goes! 🥲💕 I was really obsessing over them being a certain length but I need to be less harsh on myself, I think 🥲 Thank you for always supporting me, let’s have a lot of fun this year too! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Thank you so much for requesting! Enjoy! 💕

ps. this man has the largest cock. confirmed 😮‍💨❤️‍🔥 LOL

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Seokmin pays you an extra $800 to stay the night; tells you he needs to relieve some work stress and can’t do it alone.

“Ngh, f-fuck, S–Seokmin, w-wait…”

The head of his cock teases your entrance as your teary eyes open to peer up at him - his hair mussed and already sweaty as you bite your bottom lip.

You’d been under Seokmin’s mercy for the better part of an hour now.

“Like what you see?” He smirks.

“I–I’m, a-ah, y-yeah but–but last time…”

Your cheeks burn as you remember the last time he’d fucked you; his thick cock making you cum as soon as he’d bottomed out and then making you black out as soon as he’d filled you up with his cum when he finally reached his orgasm.

He’d paid you extra then too - a cute sorry note adorning the bouquet of roses he’d had shipped to your apartment afterwards.

“Ah, last time… But I prepped you well this time, didn’t I, sweetheart? Or do you want more of my tongue on that sensitive ‘lil clit of yours, hmm? Maybe more of my fingers spreading your sweet ‘lil pussy open for my cock?”

He swivels his hips and teases your entrance with the head of his cock - sweet, soft moans rolling off of your lips when he slowly dips the tip in.

“I–no, p-please, I don’t t-think I can, mmnh, w-wait any longer… Please, S–Seokmin… I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck m-me this badly…”

The tears well up in your eyes from frustration - your entire body alight with desire as Seokmin smirks down at you.

“Oh? You finally get a taste of my cock and now look at you, sweetheart… So needy and desperate to be filled, huh? You want me to fuck your needy ‘lil cunt into the shape of my cock, don’t you?”

“Y–yes! Seokmin, please! Hurry!”

You shake your hips and try to get him to sink his cock into you, only for him to laugh and lick his lips in return.

“You’re so cute when you beg, sweetheart. I’ll give you what you want. I’ll make sure that all you remember and think about is how well my cock fills you up.”

Your mouth opens in a silent moan as Seokmin starts to sink his cock in; your toes already curling behind his back at the delicious stretch that has your mind hazy..

“Relax for me, sweetheart~ Be a good girl for me~”

His cock immediately curves perfectly into your sweet spot as you cry out his name and try to hold back from cumming as soon as he bottoms out.

“O-oh, god, mmngh, Seokmin, y–you’re so b-big… Ah…”

Seokmin grunts as he peers down; eyes drinking in the way your pussy is stretched around his thick girth.

“Mm, so proud of you for not cumming yet~” He teases. “D’you think you can hold out~?”

You clamp your teary eyes shut just as he lets out a teasing chuckle - goosebumps rising on your skin as soon as he draws his hips back to start shallowly thrusting back into you.

“I d-don’t know, ngh, i–it feels too g-good...”

Seokmin’s eyes twinkle as he watches your face contort in pleasure; cock throbbing inside your hot cunt as your walls only suck him in deeper.

“I know, sweetheart~ But you’re doing so well taking all of my cock~ It could barely fit last time but you’ll get used to it, won’t you? I’ll have to reward you for being so good for me~”

The teasing lilt in his voice makes your back arch off of the bed as the head of his cock slams your g-spot repeatedly and you find yourself slowly losing your self-control as the pleasure washes over you.

And Seokmin knows.

“Ah, ah, ah, sweetheart, don’t cum just yet~”

“Buh–but... Seokmin...”

You let out a sniffle as your walls tighten around his cock and he’s quick to halt his movements as he leans down until his face is only centimetres from your own.

“If you can hold out and not cum until I let you, I’ll let you take my car and my black card while I’m in my meeting tomorrow morning. How’s that sound, sweetheart?”

#seokmin smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #seokmin scenarios #seokmin imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #seokmin fic #dokyeom smut

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meltwonu · 3 years

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8. “Like what you see?”

37. “You’re n-not ,um, w-wearing anything under that, are you..?”

notes; props-master!soonyoung, actress!reader, oral(fem)!receiving, fingering, hair pulling, dirty talk, this is fluff mostly kjdfhkdsjh this is also very much something i believe soonyoung would do hehe 😏 Posting this on time seemed so normal compared to the rest of my week ☠️ that’s so... sad LMAO at the very least I have a short allotted work day tomorrow so I'm very excited to get some fuckin rest yall! I hope yall have a good weekend, we all deserve it! As always, thank you so much for requesting! Enjoy! 💕

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“Ah! Watch out!”

CRASH

The last thing you hear before you pass out is Soonyoung’s voice screaming for you - concern laced into every word as he rushed to your side just as your body had gone limp.

And the first thing you see when you finally come to is Soonyoung’s face, except this time, apologetic and full of worry as he hovers over you and calls out your name in a breathy gasp.

“Finally! Fuck, I was so worried! You’ve been out for the last 45 minutes!”

“H–huh…? Wuh–what happened? We were f-filming and then…?”

He lets out an exasperated sigh as he hugs you tightly; arms wrapped around your body in a protective manner as he nuzzles into your hair.

“I told them to secure the shelving props better but they didn’t and one of them hit you pretty hard right as they were going to start… Does your head hurt? It wasn’t bleeding but...”

You nod a little - it wasn’t too noticeable but there was a lingering stinging sensation at the back of your head.

“A little but it’s… okay. I hope it didn’t inconvenience—”

“Okay, stop, don’t worry about filming right now! I should’ve taken care of it better ‘cause–”

“Soonyoung, it’s not your fault so don’t go there... Stuff happens and I’m okay, okay?”

He pulls away from the hug to look you in the eyes - brows furrowed as you smile.

“Well… I take it filming is paused while they fix that, huh?”

“Mm… yeah… They said maybe an hour or two ‘cause I yelled at everyone on set to secure the props better. Can’t embarrass me again, y’know? And I can’t have you getting hurt again. I’ll have to quit and set this place on fire for hurting you.”

You laugh lightly, tugging him back into a hug as he sighs and hugs you tighter.

“Wanna make me feel better then, Soonyoung? It’s the least you can do, right?” You comment teasingly.

He laughs into your hair, lips curving into a smile.

“Oh? How should I serve you then, hmm?”

“Ah.. mmnh… R-right there… Feels suh–so good…”

Your hands tangle into his hair as he spreads your legs further apart - chuckling lightly before his tongue is on your clit.

“You like it so much when I tease you here… Your body is so sensitive after just a little bit of teasing...” He mumbles; eyes darting up to see your blissed out expression before his lips are wrapping around your clit and sucking on the nub.

“S—Soonyoung…!”

Your thighs tremble and threaten to snap close around his head as he sucks harder - his hand snaking between your legs to tease your entrance.

“Ngh... Please... p-put your fingers i-inside...”

His tongue teases your clit while your back arches off of the sofa in your dressing room - two of his fingers slowly easing into your pussy as your whines and moans only become more and more breathy.

“Mmngh, Soonyoung, S—Soonyoung... W-want it d-deeper...”

And he wastes no time when his fingers slide into you with ease; curling and scissoring the digits right into your g-spot as your walls clench around him.

Soonyoung thrusts his fingers up until the knuckles - the combination of his tongue and fingers only bringing you to the edge quicker than you anticipate.

“Fuh—fuck, I’m g-gonna cum... Please... please...”

You start to feel your body tensing up just as his fingers start to pick up a quicker pace but it quickly stops when he can feel your body giving into the pleasure.

“Ah, ah, ah~”

He kisses your clit once before he’s quickly withdrawing his fingers - sticky and covered in your wetness when he pulls away.

“S-Soonyoung... But I—I wanna cum...” You sob.

Soonyoung licks his fingers clean before his hands are on the waistband of his jeans; fingers about to pop the button as you gasp.

“You’re n-not, um, w-wearing anything under that, are y-you..?”

“Fuck, my cock is so hard, it’s pressing up against my jeans...”He grins; teasing and alluring as you clench around emptiness.

And you watch as he, ever so slowly, undoes the button and unzips the zipper - cock curving up to his abdomen and covered in precum as you gulp.

“I—I, why aren’t you...?”

“Like what you see? I woke up later than you this morning and didn't bother to put any on after we fucked last night. Figured it didn’t matter anyway~ I didn’t think I’d be fucking you on set today, baby~”

You lick your lips, watching as he smears the precum down his shaft as low groans escape his lips from his own teasing.

“I d-didn’t either but I... Soonyoung...”

“Mm?”

“Hurry and make me feel better...”

#soonyoung smut #hoshi smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #soonyoung scenarios #soonyoung imagines #hoshi imagines #hoshi scenarios #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #seventeen scenarios #hoshi fic

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meltwonu · 3 years

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| 𝖓𝖊𝖔𝖓 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 | CHAPTER 7

pairing; camboy!seokmin x female!reader

this chapter’s notes; camboy!au, university!au, camboy!seokmin, masturbation, side!readerxmingyu, dirty talk, degradation, hair pulling, there’s like one liners about daddy!kink/choking/blindfolds, hookups! AAHHH finally! CH 7! 😭💕 Omg the way this was supposed to be posted literally how many fuckin weeks ago LOOOL ☠️🥲 I also ended up splitting this chapter and making it shorter since I didn’t have much time to proofread, but ch 8 is long bc of that so dkfjskdh sorry in advance 🥴💕 Also I will be fixing my masterlists tonight and then just reblogging them tmr! Also will try to catch up on inbox msgs tmr too! I know I’m very behind on a lot of stuff, I’m rly just overwhelmed from the entirety of august lol 🥲🥲 But as always, thank you so so so so so so so much for your constant support 💕 Ya’ll mean so much to me 🥺 So enjoy ch 7, have a good rest of your day and I will see you tmr! I love you!! 💕💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - ?

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The two of you ace the paper, naturally.

Even when your professor told you that points would be docked for having to redo the paper.

‘I just can’t do that to my best student,’ she’d said - eyes glancing fondly at Seokmin as he sheepishly smiled back. ‘And it was a great paper. The two of you worked together fantastically!’

Seokmin could only blush when he got you alone after class; delicate fingertips nervously itching a spot on his cheek while you stood across from him picking at a loose thread on your sweater.

You nervously smiled back - only for a different reason than himself.

‘I’ll have to repay you somehow, it’s only fair! You did most of the work because of me!,’ he exclaimed, ‘How about we get dinner sometime? On me, of course!’

Visions of his sweet face smirking at you with lust pooling in his eyes are all you can see when you blink - but you agree, head nodding shakily as he’d laughed and readjusted his book-bag.

‘I’ll text you sometime soon then, so we can find a good time for the both of us? I have some things to deal with so it might not be for a while... But I’ll remember!’

‘Sounds good!’

And Seokmin can tell something’s off about you; ‘maybe she’s just tired today’, he thinks to himself, nodding when you smile shyly and start to make a move to leave before him.

‘I’ll see you later, okay, Seokmin? I gotta go... Uh, class and stuff, y’know?’

And you do see him later. Kind of.

‘Hey everyone, welcome back to my stream! If I’m being honest, I’ve been kind of wondering lately… Which pet names do you guys like me using? Let me know in the comments! I could use some feedback and ideas!’

Seokmin streams three times in one week - half because he really needs the cash and the other half because he’s been feeling somewhat on edge lately himself.

His workload for classes aren’t letting up, Jihoon’s only getting stricter with his lessons and the university’s production of Xcalibur is coming up and he’s crossing his fingers for the lead.

But in the midst of it all, he spends any free time trying to come up with ideas for live streams and the constant talking about sex whilst not even bothering to get off himself finally gets to him late one night when he’s tucked alone in bed with his thoughts.

‘Maybe I should go to one of Soonyoung’s parties next time and let off some steam… That might help...’ He tells himself; even if he’s generally not fond of them at all.

‘And then I could--’

“Oh! Mingyu! Mmh, fuck, your cock is so biiiiiiig~!”

Seokmin’s teeth grit in an instant - eyes darting to the wall that he shared with his next door neighbour. It wouldn’t be the first time, but at some point Seokmin had learned to tune it out - until just now when he couldn’t.

“Yeah? You like that? Fuck, your pussy is so fuckin’ tight around me, baby… I can’t even fit all of my cock inside…”

‘Not again…’ Flashbacks of almost walking into Jeonghan that one time making him groan.

Except this time, Seokmin chooses to indulge.

Because while he was smart enough to soundproof his room whenever he streamed - that didn’t mean his neighbours always did.

‘Well, as long as Mingyu doesn’t find out...’ Grumbling, Seokmin turns onto his side facing away from the wall - hand palming himself over his sweats as he bites into his bottom lip.

‘Just a little bit… Just let me cum once and I’ll go to bed, I swear…’

And you’re not necessarily proud of it.

“Oh, god, p-please, harder! Need you to--to fuck me so, a-ah, so much harder!”

But the way Mingyu’s bed slams against the wall when he starts to thrust into you harder makes your eyes roll to the back of your head and forget that Seokmin lives just in the apartment next door and can probably hear the two of you, clear as day.

‘It’s not like he knows it’s me anyway...’

“Surprised you finally came around, baby~ Mm, what made you want me, hmm?” A cocky grin eases itself onto Mingyu’s lips as you fight the urge to roll your eyes.

“Nothin’ just… Heard from a friend of a friend that you were good in bed and wanted to see for myself~” You retort; nails digging into the skin of his back as he winces.

“And? Living up to your expectations, princess?”

“Ngh, right n-now you’re at a--a 7 so...”

The smirk on Mingyu’s face slides clean off as he growls; nails digging into your skin as you moan.

“Let’s see about that then, princess.”

Seokmin’s hand is slicked with precum and the metallic taste in his mouth from biting down on his lip hard enough to draw blood make his head feel fuzzy.

“Ah, f-fuck, right there! Fuck me harder there! Mmnh, feels so good when you p-pull on my hair~! I want it rough, p-please!”

“Fuck, your desperate ‘lil cunt is squeezing my cock so tight... You’re such a filthy ‘lil thing, aren’t you, baby? So fucking desperate for cock~ I’m gonna make you get on your knees and clean off my cock after I’m done fucking your pretty ‘lil cunt, okay?”

“Y-yes!”

Seokmin’s hand slides up and down his shaft - hips thrusting into his enclosed palm as he hides underneath his bedsheets, writhing with the urge to cum.

‘Fuck, I’m so c-close... Just need to cum so bad...’

He can already imagine the position Mingyu’s in with the stranger - Mingyu fucking them from behind with his hands tangled in their hair as he pulls them towards his own body.

And Seokmin’s mind races at the suggestions people had given him about the things they liked too - all of them suddenly making his mouth water at the thought of having someone pliant underneath him.

‘I just want a daddy to put me in my place...’

‘I want to be blindfolded and be forced to cum over and over until I can’t take it...’

‘I want you to fuck me and use toys on me all night...’

‘I want you to choke me while you fuck my pussy hard...’

‘I wanna hear you praise me while you make a mess of me...’

A stuttered gasp falls from Seokmin’s lips as he tightens his grip around his cock - hand moving up and down his shaft twice as fast as he tries to race the stranger on the other side of the wall to an orgasm.

“Mingyu, m-make me cum! I’m s-so close... My pussy feels so, mmh, f-fuckin’ full... B-but don’t cu--cum inside of, a-ah, me...”

“Tsk, fine... I’m just gonna have to cum on that pretty face of yours then, okay, baby?”

Seokmin’s mouth hangs agape as his wrist snaps faster; his head almost thrashing against his pillow as his toes curl and his entire body goes rigid when he tips over the edge and into an orgasm.

‘Fucking finally...!’ He exclaims mentally - cum painting his hand and catching on his sweats and boxer briefs as he lets out a satisfied sigh while he rides out his high alone in his bed.

‘God, I need... Help.’

You don’t stay the night; not that you ever do when you have a hookup.

Instead, you head home and take a long shower - massaging your scalp from where Mingyu tugged on your hair a little too hard and you take your time scrubbing away all the dried cum off of your skin.

You weren’t necessarily crazy about hookups, but lately, you’d felt too on the edge to take care of it alone and listening to Dokyeom’s live streams had only made it harder for you to focus when you were too busy thinking about him and his voice all day.

‘God, the toys are only going to do so much... I really need to figure this out...’ You mentally sigh, ‘Should I stop listening to his stream? Maybe that would help...’

But the thought alone makes you a little sad - especially when it seemed like he was starting to stream more recently and was starting to find confidence in himself to do it.

‘Nah, I’ll just... Figure something out later. When I have more time.’

One New Message

1:54AM

From: Suggested: Lee Seokmin

‘Sorry for the late message, I couldn’t sleep 😅 But I’m free on Friday night if you wanted to get dinner still? I had plans but I think I’m gonna cancel them cuz I’m a little burnt out on creativity for my projects so... Yeah, just let me know! 😅 I know a great place in town! - Seokmin’

#seokmin smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #seokmin scenarios #seokmin imagines #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #seokmin fic #dokyeom smut

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meltwonu · 4 years

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| THIEF | ┴SIƎH | [CHAPTER 2]

pairing; heistau!minghao x female!reader

this chapter’s notes; heist!au, dom!minghao, dirty talk, fucking in public, quickies, loads of banter, degradation, rough fucking, no aftercare whatsoever, this is also the meanest i feel i’ve ever written minghao hJHDAJ ☠️ also I wrote this with the homerun mv in mind with the train bit sooooo u kno 🥴 LOL also why do I always do this pairing im going to ja1l for this one dsfhskdh also train trips that are more than a day r so boring i did it once and slept the entire time lmao fhsjkd 🤣 As always inbox roundup tomorrow and s’more thirst posts 😗💕 I hope yall have a great weekend! I love u! Enjoy ch 2! 💕

As a refresher:

🐰 team: leader; Jeonghan | members; Chan, Joshua, Seungkwan

🐱 team: leader; Wonwoo | members; Soonyoung, Jun, Jihoon, Minghao

🐶 team: leader; Mingyu | members; Seungcheol, Vernon, Seokmin

chapters; 1 - 2 - ?

Jeonghan sends you on a weekend excursion - waving you off as he settles into his leather office chair.

‘Try to get the job done without having too much fun,’ he’d said.

And for you, spending an entire weekend on a train trying to locate a 1.2 million dollar emerald is equal parts hurting your ass from the uncomfortable, old bench seats and boring even though it’d only been the first night out of three.

Shoulda left the job to Chan.

Sighing, you visit the cafe car for the second time that night - hoping to fit in a midnight snack before you even attempt to sleep on the hard bench seat for the evening.

When you pry the car door open, you’re immediately hit with the soft jazz music from the small radio and smell of stale donuts - too tired to even notice the eyes watching as you make your way over to the snack counter to grab a bottle of water.

“Fancy seeing you here, doll.”

You clench your jaw; fingers tight around the bottle of water when you spin to find Minghao in a corduroy suit and mussed hair that falls into his eyes - hands in his pocket as he steps closer towards you.

Unfortunately, now this meant you had competition to find that damned emerald.

“I… wasn’t aware I had company on this weekend trip.” You bite back - a tight lipped smile on your face when you try to sidestep the male.

You’d only run into Minghao once before; his kind eyes and soft demeanor deceiving when he’d expertly tied you up and taken the 5.5 million dollar blue sapphire from your bag - only after fucking you and leaving you hunched over the empty glass case with his cum sliding down your thighs.

Jeonghan still held it over your head too.

“Oho~ you think you’d be alone? Tsk, so naive, doll.” He tilts his head at you; lifts in a soft pout. “But y’know… it’s going to be a long weekend, isn’t it? Why don’t we help each other out a little, hmm? Let’s not waste a good opportunity for some fun.”

He reaches for your wrist with a free hand, tugging you closer to himself as you gasp. “W-why would I help you? Especially after what you did last time, huh?” You mentally curse yourself for the thoughts floating around in your head but you can’t forget the way Minghao’s cock felt inside of you and the way he knew how to make your toes curl in such a small amount of time.

“I let you cum, didn’t I? I’m sure your ‘boss’ wasn’t too pressed about it.”

You roll your eyes in return, “Actually, he was and still is. So I’d appreciate it if you just let me do my job and quit distracting me.” Attempting to shake off all the arousal ready to fog up your mind, you try to remind yourself of the task at hand as your eyes sweep over the otherwise empty cafe car.

Minghao watches with a cheeky smile at the way you try to ignore him but he already knows the look in your eyes when you check to see if he’s looking.

“Do you honestly think you’re going to find the person with the emerald this late at night? It’s some idiot transporter thinking that taking a train means they’ll fly under the radar.” He rolls his eyes, leaning up against the snack counter. “They’re most likely asleep but also most likely armed, if anything. I wouldn’t try my luck if I were you, doll.”

Groaning, you figure he’s actually right for once and you find yourself finally giving into the temptation as you let your mind wander.

After all, Jeonghan had only said to not have too much fun.

When you take Minghao back to your small empty train cabin, it’s a race to get enough of your clothes off for him to fuck you without getting too intimate.

“We have all weekend, doll. What’s the rush?” He jokes, tossing his corduroy jacket onto the opposite bench as you roll your panties down your legs and spread your legs wide for Minghao to situate himself between.

“If I find that emerald, I’m getting off this fuckin’ train the second it stops in the next city at 4AM. You’ll be lucky if you see me at breakfast in the morning. Now, hurry up and fuck me. I still wanna sleep.”

There’s no shame from you at all when Minghao peers down - brow raised at how wet you already are despite him not doing anything yet. “What exactly were you thinking about, doll?”

“The way Chan fucked me this morning.” You quip. “God, he was so rough. Had me squirting all over the bed while he fucked me so good. Can’t stop thinkin’ about his huge cock pounding my cunt so fucking hard.”

Minghao narrows his eyes, fingertips on the zipper of his slacks. He doesn’t say a word when he undoes the zipper and only chuckles under his breath when he shimmies his slacks and boxer briefs down enough to wrap a hand around his hardening cock.

“That so? Mm, I guess I don’t need to fuck you then since you already got your fix? Don’t wanna spoil you too much, doll.”

You reach a hand between your legs, fingertips on your clit as you moan. Your fingers flit down, collecting the wetness on them before easing in two fingers and thrusting them in and out. “Mmh, don’t you wanna fuck my tight ‘n wet pussy? I thought you wanted to help each other out, Minghao?” You shoot him a cocky smirk, eyes hazy as you watch his own hand running up and down his shaft.

“My ‘lil cunt is begging to be filled again… I can still feel some of Chan’s cum in me… Don’t you wanna fuck it out of me?” Batting your eyelashes at him innocently, you watch his demeanor shift as he peers up at you through his long fringe.

“Don’t you wanna see your cum pouring out of my filthy ‘lil hole?”

You bite your lip, curling your fingers inside of you as Minghao reaches a hand to tug your hand away.

“You’re so fuckin’ mouthy. No wonder your ass is always getting in trouble.” He pushes your hand away, simultaneously scooting in closer as he positions his cock at your entrance. “Make your pretty self cum on my cock whenever the fuck you want.”

Rolling your eyes, you nod and keep your fingers on your clit when Minghao starts to sink his cock into your tight warmth. “Oh fuuuuuck…”

Minghao meets no resistance as he sinks his cock in - bottoming out in a single motion with ease before he draws his hips back to thrust back in.

He starts a quick pace, eager to cum and make his exit before anything else could possibly happen.

“Huh, guess you weren’t lying.” He mumbles; hands on your thighs to spread your legs wider, only for you to wrap them around his waist as you tug him in closer.

His hips piston into you - cock tapping your g-spot as you moan loudly in the small room and your fingers rub quick, hurried circles on your clit as you try to match Minghao’s harsh pace.

“God, your pussy feels so fuckin’ good, doll. It’s a shame we don’t see each other more often.” Minghao smirks, fucking you hard enough to make your body jerk against the hard seat bench and the movements of the train have you swaying and moving with his harsh thrusts. “Ever think about switching sides? We can be nice too~”

“Ngh, fuck n-no…” You grimace as your back rubs against the rough material of the seat; trying to readjust slightly to make yourself more comfortable as Minghao jostles your body.

“Aww, is the ‘lil princess uncomfortable? I know you rather be fucked in a nice bed and not some dingy train bench but we can’t always get what we want, huh?” You clench around his cock, making him groan and only thrust into you harder as his blunt fingernails dig into your skin.

“Hurry up and fuckin’ cum inside my pussy… God I want it so bad…” Whining, you pinch your own clit as you mewl and arch your chest closer to Minghao. “Maybe once you leave, I’ll sit here and finger your cum back into my cunt to make myself cum again…”

“Fuck, you’re so filthy…”

Minghao feels his cock throbbing - already close to an orgasm with your walls clamping down onto his cock in a vice grip. “I’ll make sure to give you a nice big load of my cum to keep you satisfied. Maybe fill up your filthy ‘lil cunt all weekend so your boss can see what a good job you did when you come back empty-handed.” He goads.

You choose to not reply, instead, focusing on bringing yourself closer and closer to your own orgasm when you start to feel Minghao’s thrusts becoming more and more erratic. He starts pushing your legs up, leaning more and more over your bent body to get more leverage.

“Mmh, fuck, yes, give me all your cum, Minghao~”

He growls in return, eyes clamping shut when he feels himself slip off the edge and into a mind melting orgasm. You moan at the warmth that pours over you and you quickly follow suit as you cum on his cock - walls fluttering around him as the two of you ride out your highs.

You can already feel the cum sliding down to the seat underneath you as he continues to thrust into you - fucking his cum deeper into your cunt as your body trembles underneath him. “God, h-how much are you cumming? Ah, fucking m-making a m-mess… Fuck, my p-pussy’s so full...”

Minghao laughs, opening his hazy eyes to watch you milk your own orgasm as you rub soft circles on your swollen clit.

“Isn’t that what you wanted, doll?”

When his and your orgasm start to ebb away, you slowly start pushing Minghao away from your quivering body. “Okay, time’s up. You should go.” His cock slides out from your spent pussy covered in your wetness and his cum as he kneels on the dingy carpet.

A soft ‘wow’ falls from Minghao’s lips as he nods; quietly tugging his slacks and boxer briefs back up as you sit with your legs pulled up and your hands to your sides. “You’re not a very nice host, doll.”

“I’m only returning the favour.” You smirk.

Minghao stands - eyes flitting to the cum pooling underneath you onto the seat bench. “You gonna sleep in that tonight?” He tears his eyes away from you to grab his jacket, tugging it back on before checking his appearance in the reflection of the glass window.

“Are you worried about it?”

“About what? You sleeping comfortably? Not really, doll. Just figuring you should clean that before someone else sees. Wouldn’t want you to be embarrassed.”

You let out a scoff, head tilted towards the door. “Okay, now you really should go. Can’t be see fraternizing with the enemy, right, Minghao?”

“Isn’t that what you do best, doll?”

Minghao takes his leave before you can comment back, laughing on his way out before the door to your train cabin slams shut.

You’ll give it two minutes.

When you know for sure Minghao is gone and not standing in front of the privacy glass window of the cabin, you hurriedly start to collect your things.

It’d only take a few minutes before he realized the emerald from the left front pocket of his slacks was missing so you had to move fast.

You just hadn’t realized it would’ve been that easy.

A quiet giggle bubbles past your lips as you slide your panties and pants back on - worrying about the cum soaking into the material later as you simultaneously store the emerald safely into your bag while also trying to text Jeonghan that you’d be back much sooner than anticipated.

‘Taking the 4am.’

In the midst of his high, Minghao let his guard down and you knew you only had seconds to move when you leaned forward - a quick sleight of hand getting you the emerald and letting you finish your job within 24 hours of it beginning.

Maybe you’d spend the rest of the weekend at a resort.

Once your clothes are fixed and your bag packed, you stealthily open your cabin door - making sure Minghao was nowhere in sight before you turned the corner.

All you had to do now was to make sure Minghao didn’t catch you before 4am came.

‘Good work, bun. Get back safely.’

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