#am i banging my head against the wall yes

[horrorsequel]

u know i always see those "pls talk abt cis intersex ppl too!" posts but i actually have never seen a post abt trans intersex ppl

[gaminedyke]

and while i’m at it! i absolutely hate how some of you took the barbie movie and made it about ken. “omg i’m just like him i’m kenough social anxiety poor baby he didn’t belong omg guys kens song is so good” i am begging you to use your brain. i am BEGGING. did you all really look at the movie about WOMEN and still have an excuse to make it about men.

[maddiefriendlovesbilly]

Writing Challenge: how long can you go without looking at the ugly ass wiki for vital lore info to avoid burning your eyes out? my record is currently years long

[wygolvillage]

i will not get in pointless arguments over my favorite video game guy online. i will not get in pointless arguments over my favorite video game guy online. i will not get in pointless arguments over my favorite video game guy online. i will n

[tyrannuspitch]

okay this is my last post about people being annoying about the word queer i promise. but.

rip to that person i saw a few months ago gushing about baz pitch using the word queer because it was sooo great to see characters who didn’t feel the need for labels like there’s soooo much more than just gay and straight urgh. like. sorry my friend but in about ten pages you’re going to discover that that boy is a homosexual

[queenofnohr]

maybe sui……………

[that-tall-queer-bassist]

Right as I'm thinking about cracking down on my late or missed assignments theres new stuff to freak out over in the fandom.

This is terrible timing. Im so behind.

If any of y'all are also procrastinating work in favor of fandom, i am totally willing to do accountability buddy stuff (just reminders/updates/check ins about like. one or two projects assignments a week? I think that's doable/reasonable?)

[moonalumi]

getting caught with ellie

[nsfw 18+]

—this is rrly short i’m sorry guys 😔 i’m working on a farm ellie fic WHICH YALL ARE FINNA DEVOUR

warnings- starts off with smut, scissoring, getting caught ofc,

your gasps fill the room each time ellie moves her hips. both your wetness clashing together and each time your clit hits hers, you claw at her back. bringing her closer to you.

“ellie ellie…oh fuck” you whimper out as ellie spreads your legs wider with her strong grip and fucks herself onto you. the bed creaking louder and louder.

“fuck baby your so wet…keep- slipping” ellie stutters, her eyes focused on where your pussy gushes onto hers so she can get the angle just right.

one hard jut of your girlfriends hips and you choke out a loud moan, pulling her impossibly more closer to you and impulsively bitting on her shoulder. ellie lets out a groan and grinds into you faster, this time the beds headboard bangs against the wall, covering the filthy sounds of your pussys wetness mixing together.

“oh fuck fuck ellie ellie!” you frantically chant as you feel your orgasm quickly approaching. your hands moving all over her before landing on her forearms and digging your nails into them.

“nghnn baby i’m gonna cum all over that pussy” she breathlessly whispers. her hips stutter and her hands grip your thighs harshly.

“ellie ellie yes please please!” you whine, not breaking eye contact with her as you let out a high pitched moan and cum on her pussy.

ellie’s eyes rolls back after hearing you repeat her name over and over again. both of you making a mess between each others thighs. both of you wet and glistening with each others cum.

the bed creaking stops as ellie falls down on top of you due to her exhaustion. you pull a blanket over your sweaty bodies and catch your breaths together. that is until you hear a loud knock on the door and the sound of a throat clearing behind it.

“uh ellie, maria and tommy really need you for something right now, are you uh- busy?” you hear the voice of joel’s usually deep voice turn timid and shaky.

you both freeze and ellie lifts her head off your chest to speak, “uh um yeah i’ll go there in a bit.”

you hear footsteps walking away the door and you both let out a sigh. ellie looks at you, hiding a smirk and you smack her, hiding your face in your hands.

“ellie stopppp! how am i ever gonna face him ever again after-“

“after he heard you moan my name a hundred times?” ellie teases.

you groan and push her face away from yours after she tries kissing you.

“el this is so embarrassing, how are you not embarrassed your practically his daughter”

“i’m just never going to talk to him again” ellie jokes and wraps her arms around you, trapping you in her hold.

“baby cmon let’s go take a shower you have stuff you need to do” you say ushering her up.

ellie groans and pouts, desperately trying to hold you still and keep you in bed “i’ll get up only if we can have a round 2 in the shower.”

this girl rrly can’t ever get enough

[finelinevogue]

lost n found

summary - you are lost in italy the night before your wedding

pairing: fiancé!harry x reader

word count: ~2k

You were definitely lost.

Drunk and lost.

To: harry - im so sor:(y

From: harry - Baby, you’re fine❤️ Drop me your location and I’ll come find you. Please don’t move xx

To: harry - okaY.i love you xox

So currently you were sat on a stone wall, somewhere on a random side street in a small Italian village, waiting for your boyfriend to come and pick you up.

Harry had gone out with a few of his closest guy friends for drinks, for one last night as an unmarried man.

You and your girls had gone out for drinks too and you had mentioned to the boys that you would catch them up later.

At some point during the evening, though, you and the girls had all gone to the beach and you had gone to the toilet. It had been a trek to find one, only when you tried to find your way back you took so many drunken wrong turns that you couldn’t tell your legs from rights now.

Reading a map was useless, but sending Harry messages wasn’t.

You originally hadn’t wanted to send him any messages, not wanting to ruin his last night a “free” man but at some point you had become a little too lost to care.

Swinging your legs as you sat on the wall, you watched the birds fly overhead amongst the clear blue sky. You detailed all the cracks in the old buildings and counted twelve windows on one wall alone.

Your brain was fuzzy and your eyes kept on wanting to close from tiredness. You would be blaming a lot of your girl friends tomorrow for the continuous passing of shots your way.

Your phone rang in your hand.

“Yeah?” You answered, not even checking the caller ID.

“Baby? Love? Can y’hear me?” Harry asked.

“Yeah.”

“You’re not where y’said you’d be.” Harry sounded stressed.

“N-no I am. I sent you my location a-and I haven’t moved.”

You stood up and could feel yourself starting to panic. If Harry didn’t know where you were then there was no way of you knowing. Harry wasn’t ever a big enough drinker to get really drunk, unlike you.

You only ever got drunk when you felt you were in a safe environment, like tonight had been surrounded by all your closest girl friends. Or always with Harry.

Now that you didn’t have anyone and you were still drunk, you were getting anxiety of being alone and intoxicated.

Cue to shaky hands and tears.

“Are y’sure baby?”

“Y-yes. Fuck me. You’re not going to find me. Fuck. I don’t – shit – I.. I’m…”

“Hey, hey. Y/N, baby. Woah, slow down for me, okay? I am coming for you, okay? I just.. It was my mistake and I just need to relocate myself. You’re okay.”

Your phone was shaky in your hands and you started twisting your body around, as if expecting some random creepy guy to come around the corner and take advantage of you.

The twisting didn’t help your head, though, and was making you feel increasingly dizzy and sick.

“Y/N?” Harry asked urgently and you wondered whether you’d missed something he said.

“I-I’m scared.” You honestly said, backing yourself against a wall and trying to let the cool stone calm you down.

Your tears will no doubt have ruined your minimal makeup by now, not that that was a main priority of yours right now.

“Honey, you’re okay. I’ll be there soon, I promise.”

Harry sounded like he was running.

His voice sounded a little breathy and you could hear the fast movement of wind through the speakerphone.

“Y/N, love, turn on your data.” Harry said.

“I ran out.” You banged your head back against the wall, not even thinking about the pain that just caused.

You whimpered as you sank down onto the floor, knees tucked close to your chest and arm wrapped around your legs. Your phone was still to your ear, with Harry’s voice being the only sane thing in this moment.

“Okay, okay.” Harry muttered to himself rather than you. More running sounded from Harry’s end of the phone. “Baby, y’still there?”

“Mm.”

Your mind travelled to many worst case scenarios and due to how bad they were your panic only increased.

This was supposed to be your last nights as an unmarried couple and you couldn’t help but feel like you’d ruined that. He must’ve been having such a good night.

You’d seen a couple of photos on his private Instagram story and other people’s Instagram stories. Your fiancé looked divine. He just looked so perfect that it was difficult to believe that he had chosen you and you got to call him yours.

It did make you nearly cry that he was thinking of you, via Instagram, though.

“You feeling okay, baby?” Harry asked.

“Don’t know. I’m so sorry, Harry.”

“It’s okay. I’m not angry or upset. Just want to make sure you’re okay, my love.”

“Okay.”

“So you have to be brave for me, okay?”

“Yes, okay.”

You got stuck for a moment, trying to think of possible ways you could calm yourself down and distract yourself. Luckily, Harry was already one step ahead.

“Hey, baby?” He grabbed your attention.

“Yeah.”

“We’re getting married tomorrow.”

You couldn’t help but let the smile take over your face. You weren’t scared at all for tomorrow. You had no nervous jitters. All you felt was love in your heart for your husband to be.

“We are.”

“And you’re going to look so beautiful.”

“So are you.”

“I can’t wait to see you in your wedding dress. I bet it looks so pretty.”

You sniffled, building back your strength and overcoming your anxiety. A lot of your strength came from the love you hold for Harry.

You heard a noise from your left and looked to see a cat rustling through some litter.

Your heart deflated when you realised it wasn’t Harry. You knew he was coming though. He was on his way and he would not stop running until he found you.

It was almost like a bad scene out of a romance movie.

The night before your wedding and something terrible goes wrong. It’s a sign!

“I think it’s just perfectly me.” You said, talking about your wedding dress.

“Sounds perfect to me then.” Harry paused for a moment. “Baby, did you walk under an archway, like, uh, a stone archway covered in pink flowers?”

“I-I don’t know. I don’t remember.” You ran a stressed hand over your forehead.

“Okay. That’s okay.”

“Everyone’s going to be so mad at me.” You began getting frustrated with yourself. “Fuck.” You breathed in a sob and exhaled with a bigger breath.

“Promise you no one’s mad, baby. Gem has messaged me a thousand times asking if you’re okay. I can’t even answer ‘cause this bloody maps apps is a fucking nuisance. I swear to–”

“Harry?” You furrowed your eyebrows, looking up from your knees to check your phone. He was still on the line. “Hello?”

“Y/N!” Harry shouted your name, but not from down the phone.

You could see Harry walking over to you very quickly, clearly panting from having run street after street.

“H.” You dropped your phone and cried as you saw him faster approach you.

Definitely a moment worthy of a romcom.

Harry was probably living his Ryan Gosling dreams.

“Baby, hey. I’m here. You’re okay.” Harry sank down to the floor and scooped his arms around you, pulling you close and squeezing oh so tight.

He sank down to his bum and leaned against the wall, pulling your entirely onto his lap. Too close wasn’t an option right now.

Your arms wrapped around his neck as you sat sideways on his lap. Your face was tucked under his chin and his head rested on top of yours. You cried as Harry held you tight.

You couldn’t see Harry’s facial expressions but he was breathing out sighs of relief, some tears in his own eyes from the adrenaline of trying to find you. He had been just as scared as you, but had to remain strong for you. Now he had you he could let it all out.

“You’re never going to the toilet alone again.” Harry laughed. You laughed back.

“Deal.”

“That was scary.” Harry kind of mumbled, but you heard him anyways. He kissed your head a few times and you melted at the feel.

“Harry.”

“Yeah, love?”

“My head is so dizzy.”

Harry used a hand to tilt your head up so he could see your face. He noticed your mascara ridden face first of all, but beneath that you were all beauty.

“Tequila is only our friend for two rounds, remember?” He laughed at you. He was able to tell from your eyes that you weren’t exceedingly drunk, but definitely tipsy.

“I did not remember.”

He nuzzled his nose against yours as he shook his head with a grin. “You’re such a handful, you.”

“M’sorry.” You pouted.

“Never said I didn’t love you as a handful.”

“Do you? Love me a handful?” You used a hand to stroke over his cheek that had gotten so scruffy with the stubble he was trying to grow.

“‘Course. Love you every way and anyway. Love you so much. Love you until my body literally decomposes my wedding ring off my finger, and then some more.”

“That was dark, even for a 2AM drunk thought.”

“It was, wasn’t it?” Harry chuckled, noticing that smile on your face becoming more and more permanent.

“But I’ll love you for the same.” You promised.

Harry kissed you then, not wasting another moment of this evening away from you. Well, morning now. His lips were soft against yours and you smiled into the kiss, happy that he was here with you even if it was under really weird circumstances.

“Let’s go, trouble. We’ll go back to the hotel and I’ll kiss you all night.”

“Don’t you want to spend the rest of your night with the boys? You know, last night as a free man?” Even though you were suggesting this, all you actually wanted to do was kiss, kiss and kiss him.

“Free man?” Harry furrowed his eyebrows with disgust, “What are you talking about?”

“You know? People say the last night before they get married is their last chance to be free?”

“Why would I need to be free when I’ve got you? I’m choosing you, like I always have. Never needed to be free.”

You smiled warmly at him. “I’m shackling you to me for life.”

“Too right you are, baby. Wouldn’t want it any other way.”

“Now, take me home, trouble.” You giggled.

“Oh. So I’m the trouble now?”

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yourinstagram tomorrow i get your last name forever <3 p.s. i would like to state that harry bought himself that tshirt :)

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harryfan1 oh to be y/n l/n

jeffezoff Where did you two go?

harryfan2 moustacherry fans rrIISEEEEE

harryfan3 wish my bf supported me with tshirts like that

jamescorden Tequila anyone?

harrystyles I am planning on wearing that tshirt tomorrow.

yourinstagram @/harrystyles the tshirt but nothing else please

gemmastyles @/jamescorden They aren’t coming back for tequila….

[linopls]

kinktober day seven

virginity chan x fem!reader summary: you decide to fully trust your sweet boyfriend. warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, oral (fem receiving), protected sex, losing virginity 0.8k words

“are you sure?”

“yes, i am so sure.”

chan has been eating you out for the past hour. you’ve finished about three or four times, you’ve lost count. but oral is as far as you’ve ever gone with each other. 

chan wasn’t a virgin, how could he be? he was smart, charming, attractive, and a really good kisser. you however were a virgin, not necessarily saving yourself for marriage, just the right person. and you were goddamn sure that it was chan.

chan wipes his mouth with his arm and crawls back up to be face to face with you. he places a soft and sweet kiss to your lips before reaching over to his nightstand. he pulls out a condom from the drawer and looks back to you. 

“y/n, are you sure?”

“chan,” you sigh. “i pinky promise i am a thousand percent sure. i need you to fuck me so badly.”

chan’s jaw could have fallen off his face at the speed it fell open. he adjusts himself on his knees between your spread legs. he pulls his sweats down just enough to free his thick cock from the restraints. your mouth waters at the sight, red and leaking. 

“my eyes are up here, baby,” chan laughs.

“i’m sorry,” you say softly as blush creeps over your cheeks. 

chan lines himself up with your entrance, his tip brushing over your clit causes you to moan out.

“sensitive now, hm?” chan smirks and you cover your face with your hands.

“no, no, no.” chan takes your hands in his own and rubs soothing circles with his thumbs. “don’t hide your pretty face. i’m gonna move now, m’kay?”

you nod and chan slowly pushes himself inside you. the stretch burning with pleasure you’ve never felt before. chan groans as he bottoms himself out.

“okay, love?” he asks, kissing your forehead.

you nod. “give me a second.”

“take all the time you need,” chan smiles and kisses your forehead again. he slowly moves his hand down to your clit and rubs small circles on the sensitive bud. your body involuntarily moves up to his touch.

“move, please,” you whisper.

chan nods and slowly slides himself out and back in. you both moan out in pleasure. he keeps working on your clit as he finds a steady pace. the feeling of his thick cock against your velvet walls has your eyes rolling back in your head. 

“faster, please,” you moan.

“feel good, baby?” chan asks, picking up his pace. sweat forms on his forehead and his veins pop out of his neck. the sight of the man in front of you and the feeling of him inside you have you seeing stars. 

you nod. “feels so good. i love you.”

chan chuckles. “i love you too, darling. wanna try something for me?”

you nod and chan slowly moves one of your legs so that your ankle rests on his muscular shoulders. he leans in slightly, like he was going to kiss, but stops when you moan out loudly in pleasure. he then slowly pushes his cock til his tip brushes against that spongy spot you could never find with your fingers. 

you feel euphoric, and it must be obviously shown on your face and there’s a challenging smirk plastered on chan’s. he slowly slides himself back out, even through the rubber you can feel every veiny inch of him. he keeps one of his arms wrapped around your leg and moves his other hand to rub circles on your aching bud. 

he begins to fuck into you faster, you can feel him bringing you to the edge for the fifth time tonight. you’re back is arching off of the bed and your hands are clawing at the sheets. you’re whimpering and moaning and can feel tears forming in your eyes.

“shit, baby. you feel so good,” chan moans, throwing his head back.

“faster,” you whimper out and chan eagerly complies.

he starts to thrust into faster and you feel dizzy. you can hear the sound of your headboard banging against the wall, you know your neighbors will complain but you could care less. the only thing you care about in this moment is making chan feel as good as you. you clench tighter around him and you swear you see his eyes pop out of his head.

“fuck, i’m gonna cum, y/n,” he groans.

“me too, keep going, please,” you beg.

chan keeps his same pace and turns to place soft kisses on your calf that rests over his shoulder. you can feel the tears starting to spill over and run down your face. the pleasure is overwhelming and you’re pleading and begging for chan to make you finish.

“channie, i’m cumming,” you whine, back arching completely off the bed and eyes rolling back into your head.

chan groans and releases into the rubber with a loud guttural moan. the feeling of him throbbing inside you drives you wild. chan gradually slows down his pace and releases your leg off his shoulder. he leans down to envelop your lips in a deep kiss. he pulls away and connects his forehead to yours.

“i love you, baby. thank you for trusting me,” he whispers.

“i love you too. you’re amazing,” you giggle. 

soft channie hours

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[luvyeni]

p. lee know x 9thmember!reader | warnings: unprotected sex, doggystyle, degradation | words: 0.5k ~ (511) 🐰ㆍ₊⊹

request: can you write something like lee know and a female 9th member who are supposed to flirt with each other? Like they are always throwing pickup lines at each other and rizzing each other up, and one day on stage lee know says an outrageous pick up line (like a nsfw one) and the reader is shocked. After the performance, she asks him if he rly meant that and hes all like “what if I did” and then bam! Smut 🥵 and after all that tht realize they rly like each other a lot!!

authors note. here uu go my love , i hope you like it 🫶🏾

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“yn!!” a male fan yelled out, gaining your attention, you smiled at the fan; he held a ‘lets get married yn?’ you laughed. “should we get married?” you joked, the fan cheered. “yes!” you laughed— lee know jumped in. “yah, yn is mine.” he spoke into the mic.

“am i?” you teased, tilting your head smiling. “i don’t remember that.” lee know smirked, getting closer to you; a little closer than he should’ve, your eyes widened at his next words— “should i show you when we get home?” the crowed gasped, even the boys were bit shocked, they were used to you both “flirting” but this was new; and it shocked you too. “y-yah , stop it.” you coughed nervously.

that shocked you so much, it stuck all the way home; because tone in his voice wasn’t the playful one like it normally way— he sounded serious. “im going to bed.” the rest of the boys dragged their sleeping bodies to their respected rooms, doors closing for the night. “yah.” Minho pushed your shoulders. “get to bed, we have a early schedules.”

“did you mean what you said earlier?” you said, he furrowed his eyebrow; it finally came to him, he smirked. “you still thinking about that?” he slowly back you against the wall, his eyes low as he spoke up— “what if i did?”

that’s how you found yourself, face down ass up; he hand holding the back of your neck as he fucked into you. “sh-shit, what a tight fucking cunt.” he grunted, his hips smacking against your ass, his other hand gripping your ass. “minho fuck!” you bit down on the pillow trying not to be so loud. “ha-harder.”

he let your neck go, grabbing your hips; fucking you harder, your ass bouncing against his abdomen. “look at how your pussy takes my cock, all those times you’ve teased me.” he hissed. “fu-fucking teasing me constantly.” he slapped your ass, fucking into you deeper.

“yo-you tease me too.” you whimpered, he was using your body as his personal toy. “o-on stage, in front of everyone.” he scoffed, pulling out of you. “why— fuck!” you screamed as he pushed back inside of you. “i wasn’t the one flirting with fans was i?” he hissed. “you’re mines.” he slapped your cunt. “this pussy is mines.” you nodded dumbly. “fu-fuck minho im gonna cum.”

“cum then.” he rubbed your clit harshly. “cum all over my cock.” you let out a loud pornographic moan as you came. “fuck you’re tightening around me— fuck im gonna cum.” he cursed pulling out, his cum spurting on onto your stomach. “shit.” he squeezed his cock, tapping the tip of his cock on your clit. “mine.”

before you could even get a word out — there was a bang on the wall. “we get it already, you two finally fucked, now you can stop eye fucking each other on stage.” You heard seungmins face, minho smiled down at your fucked out face, you laughed.

“now shut the fuck and go to bed — we have a schedule tomorrow.”

©️LUVYENI

[ninthskzmember]

Sharing is Caring. Part III

Lee Know x reader x Bang Chan (Pt 1.) (Pt 2.)

warnings: smut. smut. smut. and more smut. petnames too. and unprotected sex. word count: 3,2k (I got carried away) an: and with that... the Sharing is Caring season comes to an end... Goodnight. (please don't forget to reblog and like <3). Not proofread

Requests are open! :)

You were so used to your boyfriend's lips that kissing Bang Chan was a whole new experience.

His big lips, soft as feathers, made you feel like you were in heaven. His gentle tongue was playing with yours as his hands threw you further against him and his growing bludge.

"You sure about this?" He whispered in your ear, making you get goosebumps.

"Of course I am." You tried to devour his lips again, but he pulled away abit.t

"Once we're into it, I don't think I'll be able to stop, doll face."

"It's okay, Chris; my partner is Minho, if you don't recall."

"I'm not Minho," an almost scary grin came out of his face.

"Hyung, she said she didn't think she could handle Kim Seungmin," Minho informed funny from the couch in the room.

"Oh, so, Kim Seungmin?" He looked at you.

"She said that, and she chose him at first."

"Owh," he said, making a sarcastic face. "Was I not your first choice?"

"She squirted for the first time ever when I told her about you fucking her deep inside." Your boyfriend was setting up the fire between the two of you.

"Baby girl squirted from the thought of me inside her?" Your breath started to be uneven. He barely even touched you, and you could already feel your panties soaked.

"Lee Minho, I told you. You can't interfere." You looked at your boyfriend sprawled on the couch with his gray sweats and white shirt.

"Oh?" Chan looked surprised. "So it's just you and me?"

"Baby, what did you tell him?"

"I think I said something about a threesome." He looked everywhere but at you.

"So, Oppa, great news to you: We're not having a threesome. Minho just thinks he'd like to see me getting fucked," you smiled at the older one. "So it's just your dick and my pussy… and our mouths too."

"And your hands," your boyfriend added.

"Yeah, and our hands." You nodded.

"No, not hands." Chan took your wrists above your head and pinned you up against the wall.

"Say please?" You joked, but you were actually flustered by his sudden movements.

Chan started working on your neck. Again, it felt different, but you didn't dislike it. It was like changing the routine a bit. Maybe you'd do this with a few other members.

"Chris," you let out a moan the moment you felt his hard cock touch your drenched core.

"You like it?" He let out a cocky smile while looking at you for a few seconds. "I certainly like the hickeys your boyfriend left on your neck. I might leave my own."

"Yes, please," you said, moving your hips, looking for some friction and pleasure.

He kissed you again. A wet, messy kiss. Not like the ones before, this one actually made you realize what you were about to do.

You looked at your boyfriend, scanning the scene carefully. Yes, he had lust in his eyes, but you could also perceive a light amount of jealousy.

"Baby," you called Minho. "You okay?"

"Yes love. Keep on," he said, moving a bit, still giving his full attention to the moment in front of him.

Your body wanted to keep going, but your mind was still wrapped around Lee Know's sight.

You started to get a little clumsy with your movements, and Chris looked at you for a brief second, seeing you eyeing your partner. He turned around and looked at him too, calling him with his eyes as he let go of your wrists.

With no words spoken, Minho stood up and walked towards you both.

"Kitten, it's okay, really." He caressed your shoulder. "I was the one who brought this up; I'm okay with it. I know what's going on in your mind."

"I just… feel guilty," you said as Chan moved a bit away from you.

"Baby, don't be." He took you by your waist and wrapped you in a wild embrace. "If you don't want to do it, it's okay; I'm sure Hyung will understand."

Chan just nodded in silence—kind of uncomfortable, actually—and it's understandable since his dick was fucking strangling in his clothes.

"I want to," you nodded along, looking at both men in front of you. "I just want you by my side," you directed your world towards Minho, and he agreed, letting out a sassy smile.

Chan took position again right in front of you and kissed your cheek softly, making a road down towards your neck and then up again to end kissing your lips.

Minho moved you away from the wall, placing himself behind you and reassuring you by placing kisses on your neck.

"You like how Hyung is kissing you?" He whispered in your ear, "Think about how you'd feel when he eats you up."

By inertia, your butt pressed against his—of course, already hard—dick, and you heard him chuckle. “You said I'd have to beg, yet here you are, pressing your ass on my cock, kitten."

You moaned quietly in between kissing Chris, whom you took by his big biceps and pushed to the mattress.

You climbed onto him, your legs at each side of his hips, and took a seat right on top of his now semi-hard penis. You smiled at the older man and bitted your own lower lip a bit, taking an imaginary picture of him in that position, in that moment.

"You can guide me, sweetheart. I love giving pleasure," you whispered close to Chan's face. "Tell me what you like; tell me what you don't." You moved your hips a bit, experimentally, and he let out a small groan.

Minho pleased himself behind you again, standing. He took your hips and pressed you downward while you moved just a little bit faster, making your arousal stain not only your leggins but also Chan's pants.

"Fuck" the three of you cursed at the same time.

"It's so hot when you do that," said your boyfriend from behind, where it was easy to see the wet patch on his hyung's pants.

"When I do what, baby?" You let out the sluttiest voice you ever heard from yourself, looking at him with your fuck-me eyes.

"You just" he took a breath "You just stained Hyung's pants."

Chris looked down, and his grip became tighter on your thighs.

"That's it" Chan groaned and sat up, taking you by your back to lay you on the mattress. "You go there and sit," Chris demanded to Minho, who did what was told.

"You're so wet, and I barely touched you, baby girl." He pecked you and practically ripped your shirt out, kissing your chest above your bra and your belly.

Started playing with the elastic on your leggings, kissing and biting right above it.

"Chris, please," you moaned.

"Look at you, being all disrespectful just because you're horny," he smiled up at you. "We're not that close for you to call me Chris," he slapped your thigh, and another groan left your body. "Try again."

"Chan, please, I need you." You let out a whine, and he chuckled.

"Nicer, but still not what I'm looking for," he said, pressing a soft kiss on your clothed core.

"Please, please, please." You tried to keep his face in your pussy with your thighs, to which he laughed and stopped you with his hands.

"What do you want, sweety?"

"I want you to touch me, taste me, fuck me," you whined again, moving your hips in the air. He pushed you against the mattress.

"That sounds amazing," he said, taking the elastic of your leggings and pulling them off with a smirk.

You were left with just your black lingerie, and you swore Chris could make his own lip bleed from the force he was biting it with.

"Like what you see?" You smiled. "Wish you could have me anytime you want, huh?" You pressed your arms together, squishing your boobs, and he was practically drooling and nodding.

"Too bad" Your boyfriend made a silly remark, and you smiled at his voice but didn't look at him.

You took the older boy from his shirt, pulling him closer into a kiss. He took it off, and you could feel yourself getting breathless at the view of this man from where you were. You clenched around nothing, watching him flex his muscles to make the movement.

Your legs are wrapped around his waist now, making him closer, and then turning him around. Wasting no time, you took his stained pants off.

All that he was wearing now were his black boxers, and damn did he look hot in those. His dickens were twitching under your hand, and the fabric was practically screaming to be relased.

You got on your knees, taking the last piece of clothing from his body, leaving Chris with nothing but his lust on the bed.

It was the prettiest dick you've ever seen—after Minho's, obviously. His tip was leaking just for you to taste, and you just did what you've not ironically done way too many times before.

The second you tasted his fluid and sucked on him, a loud moan was heard in the room. You made eye contact with the culprit with his dick still in your mouth, and he took you by your hair and nodded.

You sucked his dick like it was the most delicious thing you've ever tasted, and he was frightened not to cum so soon.

"Fuck, y/n," he breathed loudly. "I don't want to cum yet."

"Cum, babe, I want to fully taste you," you answered while still bombing his member. "Your dick is so pretty."

You took him as deep as you could in your throat, gagging around him to trigger his orgasm.

"Oh my fucking god" he sounded desesperated. All the moaning coming from his mouth only made you still clench around air, rubbing your clitoral against your heel. "I'm coming, I'm coming, babe, I'm coming." He whined again and held your head against him as he relaxed his cum inside your throat, letting you suck and taste every little drop.

Once you felt his grip loose, you smiled and looked at him with a smile on your face.

"What?" he asked, smiling the same way you did.

You didn't even say a word; you just took out your tongue and showed almost all his cum there. You could literally see how his eyes sparkled and then got dark the second you swallowed it all without even a flinch.

"Come here," he ordered, and you laid on the bed. He took out your bra as if he had a master in that.

He knew you had sensitive boobs; he talked about it with Minho when this topic came up. His member told him how much you love getting your nipples sucked and played with, so that's just what Chan did. He was sucking so sweetly and gently on your boobs that you forgot about everything.

Again, you wrapped your legs around him and brought him closer. His now flacid dick is rubbing against your completely wet pussy.

"Oh, god," you heard him moan in your boob, making you let out a cheeky smile. "Mate, is she always so hot?" the man asked your boyfriend, and after a while, you looked at him.

Minho was all messed up. In his eyes was pure lust, completely dark. He was all sweaty, and his hair was glued to his forehead. His shirt lifted just enough to see a wet spot in his gray pants.

"Babe, did you cum in your pants?" You smiled while looking at his crotch.

"In my defense, I was pretty good until you started deepthroating him," he excused himself, and you laughed out loud.

"Imagine when he's got me in all fours and fucking me deep inside from behind." You winked at your man but, actually, turned both of them on again.

"You liked that thought, huh?" Chan captured your attention again. "You clenched, baby girl. I felt it," he said, and he started kissing you again after a while.

He reached down with one hand and started circling your clit delicately.

"Oh shit," you groaned at the touch.

"You like that?"

"Yes," you breathed out.

"You like that, huh?" he smiled at you knowingly.

"Yes, daddy," you quoted Felix, and a loud scream from Minho took place in the room.

"Un-fucking-believable" He gasped, "She doesn't even call me daddy."

"Because, mate, that's me." As soon as he said the last word, not only did he slide one finger inside you, but two.

You were obviously wet enough to take it, but the loud moan you let out left both men in silence. "Chan, please." You started pleading again.

"Wrong again, princess," he said, taking one out.

"Daddy, please," you said, moving your hips towards him and your head against the pillow.

"That's more like it," he smiled, taking off your pants with his other hand. He reached down and started eating you up.

If his kisses on your upper lips made you feel like you were in heaven, the feeling of him eating your pussy sent you through heaven, hell, space, and beyond.

You weren't able to hear, see, or feel anything else than the pleasure he was making you feel right now. In your ears, there was only white noise, and you couldn't bring yourself to anything.

He was eating your cunt like it was his last meal, while his nose kept rubbing your clit. The next thing you know, you're shaking with his face in between your thighs. He introduced two fingers again, touching your sweet spot from inside, and there it was, squirting all over the bed once again.

"Oh my fucking god, babe," Minho said in a high-pitched voice.

"That's so fucking hot, y/n," he said as he kept fingering you through the last of your high.

Once it was done, you just laid there, catching your breath for a minute.

"You're perfect" Chan said by your side, moving the hairs that were glued to your face, "You're so yummy, I'd eat you anytime."

"Too bad," Lee Know repeated, and you laughed again while looking at him.

"What is your dick doing out?" You asked him, raising your eyebrow, "That was not part of the deal." You weakly got up and walked towards him.

"I just, babe, I…"

"No, Lee Minho," you said, sitting right on top of him, moving your hips delicately since you were still sensitive from the orgasm. "You're in so much trouble now," you said, rubbing your lips together.

Chris was looking at both of you and analyzing whether watching instead of participating was as interesting for him as it was for Minho.

"How many times did you come?" you asked.

"Two," he answered, "once in my pants, and then when you got all high-pitchy and moany."

"And that's not fair for me or for your Hyung; you know that, right?" You asked and started kissing his neck, at the exact points where you know it drives him insane.

"You're making me hard again," he said, avoiding the question.

"I know that," you answered quickly.

"I'm not begging."

"Then don't" You kissed him passionately as he grabbed your waist and guided you through your ride.

While your man was busy with your kiss, you called Christopher with your hand to walk over to you both.

You took Minho's dick and placed it in your entrance, almost sliding in, and moved like that a few times. He looked at you with the most deadly look he ever gave you.

"Oh, I'm sorry, babe," you smiled and slided him inside you, but just the tip and then got him out again.

"Don't make me pin you down, kitten," he said, grabbing his own dick and aligning it with your pussycat.

You smiled and got up, taking Lee's wrists on top of his head and leaning over to him, letting Chris have you all for himself.

He did not doubt himself once and slid himself inside you.

A brand new feeling, a brand new stretch.

"Oh my god, you're huge," you moaned as your boy's friend Dick was getting inside.

"I've been told," he said, a bit out of breath. "You're so tight."

"I've been told," you said this time.

"Wait a minute; she stretches really well."

"You shut your mouth," you said between teeth. "Move; you feel so nice inside, Daddy."

Minho flexed his muscles, looking you straight in the eye. You really never called him that.

"Oh god, babe, he's making me feel so good," you said while Chris started pounding you from behind, making your boobs jump in front of Minho's face.

You started letting out every single sound you wanted to make, knowing that your boyfriend gets turned on by them.

Soon, between nasty words, moans, and a bit of 'accidentally' rubbing Minho's dick with your legs, you could hear him moaning with you two.

"Chris, daddy, I'm close. Don't stop," you whined, and he kept doing exactly what he was doing.

"Jagi," your boyfriend called you, and you hardly opened your eyes to look at him with a pleading look.

"I can't, Lee Know, he's making me feel so good; it's going to take way more from you to let him go."

Chris slid his hand on your throat and pressed just enough for you to feel an electric wave through your body. And you did the same thing to the one who was sitting, hearing a groan from him and feeling a buzz in the palm of your hand.

"We need to be even," you said out of nowhere. "Just let me cum once more, babe." It was your sub-side talking shit; you were so used to being under Minho's control that you were asking permission to come again.

"I'm going to cum," Chan said, moaning, breathless.

"Come inside," you said, pulling your hips backwards.

"Y/n, I don't think… I…" he stuttered.

"Please, daddy, please, please." You kept repeating it and pulling your hips

"Fuck," he let out a big groan, and you felt it. You felt his warm cum fill you up, and you felt how it was so much more than what you swallowed.

"Oh my god." You rolled your eyes. "A bit more, please," you whined, and he kept moving inside you and touching your clit just to make you explode again.

You slid Chan's cock out of you just to penetrate yourself with your boyfriend, making him feel how hard and tight you were clenching.

"Do it, babe, please," you whined at your boyfriend this time, and he started thrusting at you, touching your g-spot repeatedly.

"I love you so much," he said in your ear, and it was enough for you to let out all that liquid again, squirting around your boyfriend, who just kept going in and out, looking for his own release.

It only took a few seconds because your twitches were so hard and stimulative.

"I love you too," you said while he let out his cum inside you too.

The three of you lay in bed in silence for a few minutes.

"So… Kim Seungmin?" You said it quietly.

"You're NOT calling him daddy," your boyfriend said quickly, and Chan let out a laugh.

This is definitely not the last time this is going to happen.

Bonus

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[2:49 am]

(cw: mentions of sex but there’s none I promise)

"Agh! Oh fuck!" You heard, even through the flat pillow pressed to your ear.

You were frustrated, on the brink of angry crying. Sometimes you hated being at the frat house, and this was one of those moments. These moments didn't happen often. One, because fratboy!Jaehyun often spent the night at your dorm, or two, his frat brothers weren't fucking at 2- nearly 3 in the morning!

You couldn't even tell who it was and you didn't want to know, all you wanted was to fall asleep and hope that you didn't hear this girl moaning in your sleep.

But it didn't happen, in fact, you started hearing bumping against the wall. God, this was awful.

You sat up angrily, ripping the comforter off your body and got out of the bed.

Jaehyun blinked his eyes open groggily, "Baby? What's wrong?"

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes to find a sense of calm and only felt brief relief of your burning eyes. "I'm going home," you answered bluntly.

You moved around the room, pulling on one shoe while grabbing one of Jaehyun's hoodies.

Jaehyun got out of bed, too stumbling after you, clearly tired and confused. "It's like 3 in the morning, you're not going home right now."

"Exactly! I've been laying on a mattress barely thicker than a textbook, with flat pillows, a sheet that clearly doesn't fit, and one of your disgusting frat brothers has decided this is the perfect time to fuck at normal volume. I'm just so tired!" You exclaim, tired tears filling your eyes.

Jaehyun's eyes widen in shock, he pulls you into a hug, rubbing a comforting hand up and down your back. When he finally listens in, he can hear the moans and grunts coming from nearby and wonders how that hadn't woken him up too.

"I'll handle all of it ok? You're not leaving, it's late and I'd rather you stay here. Just lay down, I'll get you another blanket, and you don't have to worry your pretty little head about anything else," he tells you before pressing a kiss to your forehead and leading you back to his bed.

He quickly adjusts the sheets, fluffing up his pillows, and lays out another blanket for you. He pulls some white noise machine he'd won as a white elephant gift out of the closet and puts on calming ocean noises on for you before he slips out of his room, making sure his door is closed behind him.

He walks down the hall until he finds the door where the noise is coming from. Haechan's door. He knocks for a while until the door opens to reveal a smiley, fully dressed, Haechan. "What's up, bro?"

Jaehyun raises his eyebrows as he peeks inside, there's no one there. "Did your girl escape through the window?" Jaehyun asks.

"What girl?"

"I heard you fucking bro. There was some girl moaning and you were banging on the wall. My girl has been awake for hours trying to sleep because of you," Jaehyun explains, running a tired hand down his face.

Haechan flushes bright red, he looks a little embarrassed, "So I was up gaming, but you guys get mad when I yell so I started playing porn really loud so you guys might understand more."

Jaehyun deadpans, "for four hours? Your ass can't hang that long. What the hell was the bumping into the wall?"

"Some fucking noob on my own team killed me," Haechan rolls his yes, "And yes I can hang. Ask your mom."

Jaehyun shoots him a look, crossing his arms across his chest, almost asking Haechan to keep talking about his mom.

"Sorry, I mean ask your girl. Night bro, tell our girl sorry. I'll make it up to her later," Haechan adds before quickly closing and locking his door. This fucking kid.

Jaehyun shuffles back to his room, tired and cold. He steps back into the room, confused when he hears whale noises before remembering his new white noise machine.

He pulls the covers back only to find you sprawled out across the mattress with a few inches of space left for him. He can't even resist the affectionate chuckle that escapes him. He slips into bed and you immediately turn into him unconsciously, cuddling him in your sleep.

He doesn't think he's ever going to love anyone as much as he loves you.

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When They Notice You Crying During Sex [OT8/Fem! Reader]

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Bang Chan

You hiccuped a sob, staring down at Chan's piercing gaze. Chan hummed, kissing your inner thighs "Aww little one, why are you crying hm?" he asked, pumping his fingers into your squelching walls. You choked on a cry, covering your mouth to muffle the sounds. Chan removed your hand, rubbing circles on your pulsing clit "Tell me little one, or I'll stop," he said, holding a firm grip on your wrist. You sobbed, tears genuinely spilling down your cheeks. Chan's eyes widened, initially thinking they were your usual sobs but when you burst into tears, he froze. "Little one, what's wrong? Am I making you tear up? Fuck," he said, wiping your tears away. You sniffled "Feels too good, Channie," you whined, leaning into his palm. Chan sighed in relief, "Fuck, is my little one getting drunk on my fingers? Is that all this is?" he asked, curling his fingers against your g-spot. You nodded, "I'm sorry," you sobbed, wiping your tears. Chan cooed, "It's okay, little one. You're my little crybaby, yeah? My little girl," he said, fucking his fingers with vigour.

Lee Minho

"Minnie pl-please," you moaned, gripping his biceps as he pounded your pussy. Minho groaned, pressing his forehead against yours "Take what you're given, kitten," he gritted, tightening his hold around your thighs. You closed your eyes, hiccupping weak sobs. Minho paused, panic running through his head "Fuck, fuck, shit. Kitten, did I hurt you?" he asked, carefully shifting your body to slip his cock from your walls but you held his wrists to stop him. "Don't st-stop," you sniffled, looking up at him with glossy tear-brimmed eyes. Minho bit his bottom lip, gulping "What's your colour, baby?" he asked, needing to know for sure that you're alright. "Green! Please, please, so so green," you begged, tears spilling down your cheeks. Minho sighed in relief, hooking his arms around your head to hold you closer "Did my cock overwhelm you, sweet kitty? Was I fucking you too good?" he smirked, thrusting his cock at a gentle pace. You nodded your head vigorously "Yes, yes, yes. Love your cock too much, Minnie," you babbled, wrapping your arms around his neck. Minho chuckled, picking up his initial pace, "So fucking cute," he groaned, thrusting his hips ruthlessly.

Seo Changbin

You sniffled, tears dripping without warning. Changbin froze, releasing his grip around your waist "Fuck love, did I go too rough? Did I hold you too tight?" he rambled, cupping your cheeks. You whined, choking on a sob "Too big," you sobbed, blood burning under your skin. Changbin's jaw dropped, "Is my cock filling you up so good that you're crying, lovely? he asked, rubbing your abdomen. You nodded your head, wiping the stray tears streaming down your face. Changbin felt a brush on his ego at your confession, "Aren't you the cutest little love to ever exist, hm?" he laughed, bewildered by what was happening before him. You whined, burying your face into the crook of his neck. Changbin cooed, rubbing your back "My sweet lovely, you're going to kill me someday from how adorable you are," he said, taking those words to heart. You smacked his shoulder weakly, rolling your hips only to sob again. Changbin held you close, "Don't move, love. Let me take care of you," he said, guiding your body with his thrusts. You choked on a sniffle, head spinning from the drag of his cock. Changbin groaned, "Go on and cry on my cock, love. Let me see everything," he said, pulling you in for a kiss.

Hwang Hyunjin

"I'm going to ruin you, sweetheart. You'd love that wouldn't you?" he mocked, tapping his throbbing cockhead on your clit. A drawn whine spilt past your lips "Don't tease, Jinnie," you huffed, staring up at him with half-lidded eyes. Hyunjin groaned, smirk etched on his lips "But I'm not, sweetheart," he said, slicking his cock between your folds. You dug your nails into the comforters below, "Please," you begged. Hyunjin did nothing but laugh at your reaction "Adorable," he said, pushing his cock into your tight fluttering walls. You gasped, breath caught in your throat. Hyunjin smirked, rolling his thrusts when tears streamed down your flushed cheeks. His eyes widened, jaw-dropping "Sweetheart, fuck. Was I too mean? Fuck, I didn't mean to hurt you," he panicked, holding you close to his chest. You whimpered, shaking your head "No, just needed you so bad," you sobbed, grinding down on his cock. Hyunjin grunted, tilting his head back "You gave me quite a scare, sweetheart. Now, let me give you what you need." he groaned, kissing up your jaw.

Han Jisung

You whimpered, gripping his shoulders to ground yourself. Jisung hummed, kissing your shoulders to your neck "Easy, darling. My cock isn't going anywhere," he cooed, nibbling your ear. You sniffled, fucking your tight cunt around his cock. Jisung held your hips, feeling your tears drip down his bare chest "What's wrong, darling? Why is my sweet darling crying?" he asked, biting his bottom lip in worry. You sobbed, "Need your cock, need to feel you," you babbled, crying when he made you stop. Jisung scoffed out a chuckle "Aww, you needed this huh? Needed my thick cock filling your tight little hole," he cooed, guiding your hips down his cock. You nodded, tears spilling freely "Need, need, need," you sobbed, moaning when Jisung fucked his hips up your pussy. "I know, I know you need it badly. Don't worry, darling. I got you," he mumbled, thrusting his cock up your aching cunt. You keened, resting your face into the crook of his neck. "That's it. Fuck," Jisung groaned.

Lee Felix

"Oh fuck, you're such a sweet girl for me," he growled, thrusting his hips at a steady pace. "Yours, yours, yours. Please," you keened, wrapping your legs around his waist. Felix groaned, quickening his pace "Mine. You're all mine, sweet girl," he groaned, fucking his cock within your ribbed walls till the hilt. You whimpered, head clouding from the pleasure and pain. Felix choked on a grunt, eyes widening at your tear-brimmed eyes "Oh fuck, sweet girl. Are you uncomfortable? Am I hurting you anywhere?" he asked, eyes darting in a panic. You choked on a sob, "No! Your just cock feels too good," you cried, needing more of him. Felix's eyes soften "Ah, sweet girl. My cock fits you too perfectly doesn't it?" he asked, thrusting his hips. "Yes, yes, yes. To-Too perfect," you sniffled, staring up at him with your desperate eyes. Felix cooed, wrapping his arms under your thighs, "Then let me bury my cock in you like the sweet little girl you are," he grunted, fucking his cock in your cunt with deep and thorough thrusts.

Kim Seungmin

"Minnie!" You whimpered, tightening your grip on his hair. The drag of his tongue on your clit, sent jolts of pleasure up your body. Seungmin chuckled against your sopping folds "Cute," he mumbled, thrusting his fingers in tandem with his tongue. Your jaw dropped into a silent scream, tears spilling down your face. Seungmin looked up, stopping his movements "Oh shit, princess. Do you need your safeword? Should I stop?" he asked, rubbing your trembling thighs. You sniffled, hiccuping "Please don't, Minnie. Need you, please," you pleaded, bringing his head back in front of your soaking cunt. Seungmin chuckled, hooking your legs over his shoulder "As you wish, princess," he said, sucking diligently on your aching clit. You whimpered, rolling your hips, chasing the pleasure he was giving you. Seungmin groaned against your pussy, "So fucking sweet, my fucking princess," he grunted, thrusting his tongue into his clenching hole.

Yang Jeongin

Jeongin held his thrusts, eyes widening at the sight below him. "Aw, angel was I too rough?" he asked, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You shook your head, lips wobbling "No! No, just feels so good, please don't stop," you choked up, legs quivering against hips. Jeongin took in a sharp inhale, cock twitching within your pulsing walls, "Fuck, you're so fucking precious, angel," he groaned, leaning down to kiss away your tears. You sniffled, warm pleasure burning under your skin felt too much but not enough at the same time. Jeongin chuckled, rolling his hips "My poor angel couldn't handle the pleasure as well as she thought she could, yeah?" he teased, fucking your cunt with slow, languid thrusts. More tears dripped down your cheeks, "You're being mean," you whimpered, lips jutting into a puffy pout. Jeongin cooed, "Am I really, sweetheart?" he said, hooking your calves over your shoulders. You glared at him through your tear-blurred vision. Jeongin chuckled, "Let me show you what being mean looks like angel," he said, pulling out of your ribbed walls before thrusting deeply.

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Your Resplendence

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"You look beautiful; truly incandescent. A lustrous beauty that sets my heart and soul astir…"

The way Argenti purred your name with a husky whisper made your bare skin prickle with heat, blood smouldering in your veins as warmth simmered in the pit of your stomach. You moaned softly, long lashes brushing against your burning cheeks as Argenti leisurely thrust his drooling cock into your creamy pussy, slow enough for you to feel every vein and ridge on his steadily pulsing dick. You wedged your lips between your teeth, biting at the kiss swollen skin as warmth trickled down your spine and continued to coil in your belly, making every hair on the nape of your neck stand up in anticipation. You dug your fingers into the sweat-soaked sheets beneath you, the fabric clinging to your clammy skin and offering little comfort. 

"Argenti" you moaned, releasing your bruised lips as you called his name. 

Your heart felt like it was lodged in your throat as you panted harshly, thighs tensed around his slender waist as he rolled his hips, nudging his swollen arousal deeper into you with every sensual push. Your nails scraped across the sheets, threatening to tear holes into the material as you cried out with bliss, the friction of his hips causing fireworks to spark in the depths of your core. You stared up at Argenti with eyes as dazed as your mind, head feeling dizzy from all the sensations swirling inside of you. A dazzling smile graced Argenti's lips as he rubbed his hands along the length of your smooth thighs, your pulse racing frantically beneath the press of his fingers. 

"Are you enjoying this?" he asked.

You nodded, sweaty bangs clinging to your forehead as the pinch between your brows started to ease. You timidly licked your lips, swallowing around the lump in your throat as you struggled to peel your tongue off the roof of your mouth long enough to form a response.

"Yes" you replied, breath tapering off as another salacious moan tickled the back of your throat. "You feel so good, Argenti."

You dug your feet into the beautiful dip of his back, your heels slapping against rippling muscles that flexed with each slow and powerful thrust that rocked your core. Your chest heaved and tits bounced with every punctuated thrust into your soaked pussy, pearls of your arousal dripping down the sides of his thick girth and staining the insides of your thighs. Your breathing wavered as Argenti grabbed your hips, fingers sinking into your plush skin as he dragged you closer, cock splitting open your velvety folds as he rutted into you until you could feel him pushing against your most sacred places. Your eyes rolled as you threw your head back, spine curving as the most sinful noise spilled from your mouth, dripping from your tongue like warm honey. You could feel the tension in your stomach tensing, coil winding impossibly tight as you were pushed closer and closer to that familiar edge. It was hard for you to uncross your eyes as Argenti massaged his cock against your tight walls, the fat tip brushing intimately against your sweet spot as your toes curled into the soles of your feet.

"Argenti, please" you gasped. "Harder please."

A warm chuckle breezed past his lips as you writhed so exquisitely underneath him, your face contorted and flushed with bliss as the taste of sweet nirvana lingered on the tip of your tongue. He soothed his hands over your thighs, pushing your knees closer to your chest as he leaned forward.

"Do not fret, I am here" he cooed. 

He indulged in your pleas to go faster, a slew of soft grunts and heavy panting spilling from his slick lips as his hips shuddered. Sweat dotted his brow and his jaw tensed as he concentrated on hitting the soft, gummy patch inside you that made stars waver in your vision. You voiced your pleasure as it echoed around your stuffy bedroom, your high-pitched keens gracing his ears like a chime from a shimmering bell. 

"Beautiful" Argenti praised. "Such a splendid voice. What a pretty little robin you are."

His eyebrow twitched as your walls clamped around him for a few brief seconds, your body gripping onto him like you were silently afraid that he would leave. A deep purr rumbled in his chest as he squeezed your hips, your pulse wavering under his gentle caress.

"Oh my, you're gripping me so tightly."

His hands wandered from your hips, the tips of his fingers tracing a path of fire that made your skin tingle. His hands briefly lingered over the cute little bump where his dick was ravaging your insides, your insides turning to mush around the shape of his cock as he lovingly traced his fingers over the cute bulge in your soft belly. The maelstrom inside of you continued to grow and twist out of control as his hands trailed over your chest, large palms squeezing your soft breasts appreciatively before skimming over your arms. You were engulfed in Argenti's shadow as he leaned forward, his forehead pressed against yours as his hands continued to trail over your arms, the sensitive pulse in your wrist jumping under the intimate press of his skin. You whined underneath him, a constellation of unshed tears clinging to the edges of your lashes as your stomach burned, aching to release the tension in your core as the head of his cock teased against your cervix. His voice was a soothing balm, his breath hot against your cheeks as he pressed his rosy lips so tantalisingly close. 

"It's okay. I have you, love" he whispered gently. 

Long, luscious locks of flaming red hair spilled over your shoulders, creating a curtain around your face as wisps of silk tickled your sensitive skin. You could barely utter his name, grabbing desperately at his hands as your fingers intertwined, your nails scratching his knuckles when he squeezed you with reassurance. The pressure of his abdomen against your throbbing clit made your head swirl, your bones aching and ready to turn to dust as you grind against him, voice catching in your throat as you were driven to the peak. You couldn't talk anymore, could scarcely breathe as you stared into Argenti's emerald gaze, losing yourself in their alluring depths.

Argenti's lips brushed against yours as he spoke in a rich voice, tongue tasting the sweetness of your lips when you mewled. 

"Let go. I've got you. Just let go."

Upon his command the tension snapped, the hot coil inside you shattered into a million tiny fragments. You didn’t even recognise your own voice as you screamed with rapture, your orgasm tearing through your body and flooding your veins with white hot euphoria. You jerked underneath Argenti, walls clamping down on his cock as you whined and mewled with complete abandon, feet kicking at his strong thighs as you tried to hold on through the violent tremors that wracked your body without remorse. Your nerves shocked you like a live wire as they frayed and overloaded, your slick juices coating Argenti’s thick girth and spilling forth onto his abdomen as your greedy pussy swallowed him whole with a lewd squelch.

Argenti swallowed the budding saliva on his tongue, feeling lightheaded and dazed by your bare body in the throes of pure ecstasy. His dark lashes fluttered over his burning hot cheeks, tears pricking the corners of his eyes as your plush walls squeezed him impossibly tight, smothering his boiling cock until he cried your name to the heavens. Your scent curled in his lungs with each deep breath he took, overloading his senses until he felt drunk off the feeling.

"So beautiful, so good" Argenti babbled, hips stuttering as the tension inside his gut finally reached a boiling point. "I…ngh-"

He could barely finish his sentence before he was stumbling into his own mind-numbing rapture, burying himself to the hilt inside you with a gorgeous moan, balls tight and cock kicking with each heavy spurt of his cum. Ropes of his hot, viscous seed coated your walls, the warmth making your abdomen tingle as you were filled to the brim with every last drop. The warmth overflowed and dribbled down your quaking thighs, your pussy still clenching tight around Argenti’s cock as it kept your centre plugged and stuffed full. His hard pants mingled with your own laboured breathing, his clammy skin sticking to yours as wisps of hair stuck to the side of his face.

"My love" he murmured gently. "You were magnificent. You took me perfectly."

His hands soothed the ache in your muscles as he traced butterfly kisses along your face, lips ghosting over yours as your pulse continued to pound your head and fill your ears with the incessant buzz. You hummed beneath him as you wrapped your arms around his neck, ushering him closer as he smothered you with spine tingling kisses. His hands gently pat your thighs as he pulled his softening cock out of you with a wet pop, causing your thighs to ache when you tried to press them together only for them to slip from the slick sticking to your skin.

"Are you alright? How do you feel?" Argenti asked in a soothing voice.

You stared up at him with lidded eyes, a content purr tickling your throat as you rubbed your hands along the curve of his spine.

"I feel heavenly" you replied with a murmur.

A warm smile tilted Argenti’s lips as he swooped down to capture your lips in a chaste kiss. You responded kindly to the affection, huddling closer as your tongue greedily lapped at the saliva clinging to the edges of his plump lips.

"I shall prepare us a bath in a moment."

You hummed, pecking at the corner of his mouth. "I love you, Argenti."

Your words never failed to set his heart a flutter. "I love you too" he responded with a sweet kiss.

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Be Something You'll Love and Understand [Mini Verstappen Series]

Dad!Max Verstappen x Daniel Ricciardo (Platonic)

Summary: He knew that he should have called his mom yesterday but he was still wrapping his head around the idea of being a father.

Warning(s): N/A

A/N: This is set the day after the Prologue.

Title taken from Simple Man originally by Lynyrd Skynyrd covered by Shinedown.

Words: 1.6k

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Max had never felt more sleep-deprived in his life. Even staying up for a 24-hour endurance race had never made him this tired.

Daniel had been at his apartment last night helping him with Nico. He helped Max order formula, clothing, and diapers. Most of it would be delivered today. Both he and Daniel had to look up instructions on how to make the formula out of powder and warm water, and then how to put the bottles together so that Nico could eat.

Right now he was running on less than 8 hours of sleep, and Daniel was sitting on his couch with Nico who was finally asleep after a diaper change and a bottle that he didn’t end up screwing the portion size up.

He pulled his phone out of the front pocket of his pants and dialed his mom. He knew that he should have called her yesterday but he was still wrapping his head around this whole thing.

He let the phone ring in his ear for a few seconds before he heard the dial tone come to an end. “Mum?” He asked.

“Max?” She questioned back. The sound of her voice made some of the tightness in his shoulders go away.

“I… I need your help.”

“What’s going on Max?” He could hear the unmistakable sound of concern in her voice. It was something that he was still growing used to at times after not having remembered much of the time that he got to spend with her when he was a child.

“You remember Amelia?” Max’s eyes fell over the open letter that laid face up on his coffee table. Her scribbled words ran through his head. You’re the best thing for him. He had taken to finally reading it when Nico had managed to fall asleep around 4 am.

“Yes,” She started to say.

“She, she was pregnant when we ended things. I didn’t know, she never told me.” He started with. He was trying his best not to break down into tears. “Mum, she left me the baby.”

Sophie said nothing to him for a few moments before he heard, “Oh Max.”

“I don’t know what to do. Daniel has been helping me since I found out yesterday.”

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” She calmly said. “I’m going to pack a bag, and then I’m going to take the first flight that I can to get over there.”

Max just nodded even though his mother couldn’t see. “Has the baby eaten?” She asked.

“He ate an hour ago, Daniel finally managed to get him to sleep.” Max could hear the distant sound of typing through the phone.

“That’s good. Let him sleep for as long as possible. You and Daniel can take turns with him, and nap in between until I get there.” 

“Mum?” He half asked.

“Yeah, Maxy?”

“Thank you, I love you.” She was dropping everything to fly to Monaco to help him with this. She didn’t have to do it. She could have just stayed home and tried to help him with this from a distance.

“I love you too, I should be there in a couple of hours. My flight should get in by 4, I’ll take a cab so you don’t have to pick me up. Okay?” Max tried to find the clock on the wall and saw he would only have to wait 5 hours until his mother would be here.

“Okay.”

After getting off the phone with Sophie, Max was able to get some sleep. It wasn’t much, he had been awake when Daniel had gone up to his apartment to grab a change of clothes, Max’s eyes started to feel heavy as he was lying on the couch. At some point he woke up, forcing his eyes open to see Nico still on his chest, and the clock read 4:29 pm.

He could hear the sound of keys banging against the front door to his apartment before the door opened fully.

“He’ll be happy to see you.” He heard from Daniel. “He’s out of his element with this.”

He couldn’t hear his mother’s response, but he did see her dark hair from where he was lying on the couch.

“He was still sleeping when I went to let you in.” Max could hear the wheels from what he could only assume was his mother’s suitcase.

“Max?” Sophie asked, looking out into the living room. He tried to move up the couch without moving Nico. As he tried to sit up, Nico let out a disgruntled whimper.

He met the eyes of his mother and could see the shock in her eyes. It was one thing for him to tell her that he had a child but another to see him with a baby swaddled into his chest.

“Hi Mum,” He did his best to move Nico into the crook of his arm. He didn’t want to wake him, but he did want to sit up on the couch.

Sophie made her way over to him leaving her bag by Daniel. She moved to sit next to him before peering into the bundle of blankets to see the little boy sleeping. She said nothing as she looked at Nico.

“Can I hold him?” She asked.

Max didn’t even have to think about moving Nico into her arms. He saw her lean back into the couch and then placed Nico into her arms. He could tell from the look on his mom’s face that she was a little shocked to be holding a baby that he had a part in creating.

In the background, Max heard Daniel mention something about putting Sophie’s bag in the guest room before leaving the two of them in the living room.

“How are you managing?” She asked. Max couldn’t help but slightly shake his head.

“Not well,” If his mother wasn’t holding Nico he would have put his head into her lap. He wanted to tell her what Jos had done, but he also didn’t want more bad blood between his parents. It was only in the last few years after he turned 18 that his parents had finally managed to co-exist with each other peacefully.

“What are you not telling me?” His mother knew him too well.

“Dad…” He tried to start saying, “He knew about Nico. He tried to pay Amelia off so I wouldn’t know about him.”

Sophie said nothing, she just kept rocking Nico in her arms for a few moments.

“Was it because of her… or was it about you racing?” Max knew that she didn’t really have to ask.

“You already know the answer.” He said flatly.

“Well, I’m sure to him he was doing what he thought was right by your career.” Max knew that his mother didn’t have to defend Jos or take his side on things. Was Max horrible for wanting her to tell him that Jos was out of line for making choices for him? Max was 22, he didn’t need his father going behind his back and making choices for him that he didn’t agree with.

“But what about what’s right for him?” Max gestured to Nico.

His mother gave him a soft smile, “Well, as his father. It’s up to you to figure out what you think that’ll be as he grows up.”

Max felt like he could start spilling all of the things that he didn’t want to do as a parent, every possible insecurity that he had, and the concerns about how all of this was going to work in the long run.

Max was grateful that Nico was in Sophie’s arms while the thoughts were running through his mind.

“How’s he doing, sleeping, eating?” Sophie gestured to her arms. Max started to talk about Nico’s odd sleep schedule. Every three hours almost on the clock he needed to either eat or sleep. 

Max talked about the formula mishap, he had given Nico only three ounces, then he was still crying because he was hungry. Max made more but Nico only drank a bit not finishing the rest of the bottle.

When Nico started to get fussy, Max moved to the kitchen assuming that he wanted to eat, but instead, Sophie stuck her nose right up to Nico’s diaper and declared he needed to be changed. Max pulled out the diaper bag that Nico came with, finding the last two diapers left. Sophie had asked for a soft towel since they would be changing Nico on the couch since Max didn’t have a changing table.

Sophie oversaw as Max changed Nico’s diaper, only suggesting to not strap him into it so tight, after all, it was a diaper, not a racing seat with five-point harness. Max got it right leaving a two finger space in the front before snapping the bottom of Nico’s onesie back in place.

“Have you figured out how you are going to manage your schedule and him?” Sophie had asked after Daniel had offered to order all of them dinner.

“Not yet, I thought a nanny for when I am not home but for now, I can take care of him until I have to leave for promo in February.”

“That’s smart,” Daniel said. “Gives you a few months with ‘em before the season.”

Sophie gave Daniel a soft smile.

“I’ll stay with you until you find someone you like.” Sophie was quick to offer.

“Mum, no.” He immediately protested. Victoria just had Luka and his mom should be back in Belgium helping her, not worrying about him.

“I know what you’re thinking, but Victoria has Tom. You need me right now, just until you find a nanny and figure out a schedule for my grandson.” Sophie looked over to the couch where Nico was lying between a few pillows. He was fast asleep for now having just finished a full bottle of formula at the correct portion size.

He wanted to protest again, stating that he could figure it out. Sophie gave him a soft but stern look that he read as, I’m not leaving, deal with it.

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