#and she scolds me for leaving a mark when i bit her lip!

[squirting-sub]

Got their marks all over my body. Bruises on my thighs and ass, a burn from hot wax on my thigh, a light cut from knife play starting under my boobs and going down my stomach, and also bite marks on my shoulder, thighs and ass.

[pholla-jm]

Mwuah!

IMAGINE: MWUAH! ~ LUFFY X READER GENRE: FLUFF cw: established relationship. tooth rotting fluff *******************

You were quite content with your recent shopping spree with Nami. You have picked out a few new lipstick colors to go with your new outfits, and you were excited to try them on. So excited that you started to try on the different shades of lipsticks in the confines of your quarters. 

The first one was a nude color. You were happy with the color, deciding that this one was going to be used on an everyday basis. The next one- a dark red. You never really used this shade before, so you were a bit nervous to try it out. 

Just before you were about to try it on, your captain burst into your room. 

“(y/n)! You’re back!” He shouts, immediately wrapping your arms around you multiple times. He pulls your head into his chest, almost like he was trying to squish you. “Yeah, I arrived not too long ago.” Your voice was muffled, but Luffy still understood it. 

He pulls back, eyes full of curiosity as you hold the colored lipstick in your hand. “What you got there?” He asks. 

You look down at the lipstick then back at him. An idea suddenly struck upon you. 

With a smile, you started to explain to him. “It’s lipstick. It basically just paints my lips a different color.” “Ooh, can I see?” “Of course!” 

You turn your gaze back into the mirror and start to apply the dark lipstick to your lips. Once you were done, you turned back to Luffy. 

He had an amazed look on his face, like he’s never seen something like this before. “Wow, so pretty!” He says, causing you to blush at his compliment. 

“Thank you.” You lean forward to press a kiss to his cheek, leaving behind a kiss mark. 

Luffy laughs, “what was that for?” “No reason, just wanted to.” “Can I have more?” 

You didn’t have to be asked twice. You immediately lean forward again, pressing another kiss right on his forehead, causing another kiss mark. You continued to assault his face with kisses until the lipstick started to fade away. 

“Hold on,” you pull back, taking a quick glance at his kiss marked face. 

A subtle blush dusted his cheeks, a dumb smile on his face and a dazed look in his eyes. 

“But I want more.” He says trying to drag you back, but you were on a mission to put more lipstick on. “Wait a second,” You giggle while messily putting on the lipstick. 

As soon as you finished, he pulled you close to him. Basically pulling you right into his lips. 

His lips firmly pressed onto yours, successfully painting his lips the same red as yours. 

When you pulled away from him, you were quite happy with how Luffy’s face was covered in kiss marks. You were about to tell him, but he spoke before you. 

“Let’s go eat something (y/n), I’m hungry!” He shouts, grabbing your wrist and pulling you towards the kitchen. “W-wait.” Your calls fall upon deaf ears. 

“Sanji!!” Luffy calls out as soon as he bursts into the kitchen, “I'm hungry. Make me a snack!” A sigh leaves the blonde cooks’ lips as he turns around, ready to scold him. 

However, he stopped at the sight in front of him. His mouth fell agape. It was really a sight for him. 

Luffy with a large smile on his face. Dark red kiss marks littered his face, and what was even more upsetting was that you were right beside him, wiping any stray stain from around your lips. It was clear that you were the one that marked up Luffy’s face. 

“What is this?! How is this fair? Please answer me this god!” Sanji cries out. 

Someone else burst into the kitchen, wondering what was going on. 

“What’s with all this crying?” Nami questions. However, she stops short, seeing the sight in front of her. 

Her hand covers her mouth, holding back her giggling snickers. They weren’t held back for long. She soon was full on laughing, causing your cheeks to heat up. 

“You look ridiculous, Luffy!” She doubles over, her arms wrapped around her stomach. 

“Hey! What’s so funny?!” Luffy asks. “Your-your face!” Nami laughs out. 

“What about it? It’s just my normal face.” “Uh, about that,” you whisper, grabbing Luffy’s attention. “Huh?” 

“When I kissed you, I was wearing my lipstick. So now you have kiss marks all over you.” 

You avoided his gaze, a bit shy from what his reaction would be.

It was silent for a second until he burst out laughing. 

The scene was a bit interesting. Sanji, on his knees crying, muttering how it wasn’t fear. All while Nami and Luffy laugh at his own predicament. 

“It’s okay! That just shows your love for me.” He says causing your face to turn bright red at his words. “You can’t just say things like that!” You whisper-yell at him. 

“Huh? Why not? You love me right?” You nod. “Good, because I love you too!” 

“Ugh, I’m suddenly feeling sick.” Nami grumbles. She looks behind you two, seeing that Sanji was still crying on the floor. 

“What a bunch of idiots.”

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 16: thigh riding with ningguang from genshin impact

warnings: thigh riding, exhibitionism, clit stimulation, fingering, slapping (only once tho)

notes: my ladies need some love too

what better way to destress and relax after a meeting with a particularly annoying business people than riding your lover’s thigh all the while spilling the drama about your day?

peppering their face with an array of kisses, stopping the lazy humping of your thigh for a moment as your lover reapplies your lipstcik for you again. when feeling particularly more fussy and words would get too harsh and she would seem more stressed, she would simply melt in your hold as she lets out a breathy moan, your thumb circling around her clit.

truly, what a blessing it was to be in the arms of your lover. what more blessing it was whenever you would gently flick her sensitive clit, slipping a finger inside her wet folds teasingly before slipping it out again. the tianquan would huff out, pouting at you before getting her revenge with more kisses on your face.

your face was a canvas to her. covered in red lip marks everywhere. forehead, lips, eyelids, cheeks, temples — anywhere her lips could reach would be her canvas. and if you saw that her lipstick was diminishing once again, you would hold her hips still on your lap. ningguang would always whine out at that but you would shush her up with a peck before reapplying her lipstick for her. such a doting lover.

“—and the anmfg… annoying bastard said that i-aahh♡︎ lack in politics when clearly i have been running liyue all along!” the tianquan huffs, arms loosely wrapped around your neck as she lazily grinds her slick folds over your thigh. it was slow and lazy in movements, almost as if she was deliberately delaying the blissful feeling of being on your lap.

yes, this was right after her business meeting. yes, you two were in her office at the jade chamber and ningguang didn’t seemed to have minded it at all when she pushed you down on the chair, removing her panties as she straddled your lap. well, not like you minded it either. you loved to make her feel stress free after all.

“what bold words for a mere diplomat. they really did pit you through the ringer, huh?” you hum softly, hands placed over her hips and helping her with her movements. there was no need to rush things but you can feel her leaking all over your pants, indicating that she was getting closer to the edge.

“don’t worry, nin’. i’ll take very good care of ya’♡︎” you whisper in her ear, making the usually calm and composed woman have red in her cheeks. your hands that were simply helping her with her movements squeeze the fat of her hips. right at where she had a hipdip — you always loved squeezing her hipdips, they always fit perfectly on your palms — your hands guide her to move a little bit faster. pushing her down onto your flexing thigh, making ningguang moan out so sweetly.

seeing that she got the hang of your changed tempo, you eventually let go of her hips. slipping a hand under the slit of her dress, going to rest on her ass, gently fondling the plush fat lovingly. your other hand moves towards her front, deciding to flick and tease her clit.

“aanhh! haanh… so good… you always ngh♡︎ know how to take good care of me—!” the tianquan moans, her movements becoming a bit more erratic. bucking her hips, unable to decide whether she should buck her hips back to feel your hand fondling her ass more or to fuck herself over the teasing rubs you were giving to her already sensitive and stimulated clit.

but before she could whine out for you, you make the decision for her. giving her plush rear one good slap — which made her let out a mewl — your hand that was on her ass comes to the front. just as she was about to scold you for leaving her rear unattended to, you slip two fingers inside her wet cunt easily, shushing her up.

“gyaack! ohhm.. mmgh… feels so good… your fingers.. feels r-really good aaanh!!” unable to help herself, she settles on simply sitting on your fingers snuggly. she was so close. her juices were getting all over your hand, making a mess on your pants as well. the feeling of her warm walls clamping down kn your fingers with a vice grip was enough to make you let out a groan.

fuck, you were always so good with your fingers. stretching her needy cunt open with your fingers, wet folds making a lewd noise whenever she would jolt on your lap, fingers scissoring her wide open. and your other hand pinching, squeezing and thumbing around her clit didn’t help either. it made her so sensitive.

hands clenching on the fabric of your shirt, head thrown back as she whines and moans brokenly, leaking cunny sucking your fingers in with every breath and jolt that racks her body.

that familiar feeling of lava swirling in her stomach gets more intense. heat coiling in her tummy, her noises becoming more desperate. a finger thrust deep inside her, other hand pinching at her clit and pulling on it slightly. that was all it took for ningguang to let out a choked up moan of your name. thighs clenching and legs shaking. her heels making clacking, clittering noises on the floor as she comes all over your hand, staining your pants alongside it.

but that was fine. you can just wash it out later. at least you made your beloved tianquan feel good.

[desperate-gay]

Alexia Putellas smut

Too Hot

Alexia Putellas x fem!reader

SMUT 18+

“Mami! Mama! Wake up!” Your daughter, Maria, shouts before jumping on top of both of you, causing the two of you to jolt up and groan from your previously tangled limbs.

“What did I tell you about doing that, chiquita?” Your wife scolds, sitting upright to wake up while your daughter frowns at the stern tone.

“Lo siento.” She apologizes, still holding a sad look on her face before Alexia pulls her in and places multiple pecks all over her face, making the girl giggle. “Mama, save me!” You immediately hook your hands underneath her armpits, lifting her up and shielding her in your arms. Your wife begins to teasingly stalk towards the girl in your embrace and sneak her hand onto her leg, grabbing ahold of it. Maria screams at the feeling of Alexia nibbling at her flesh, acting as if she’s a monster chasing her prey.

The three of you all very awake now stop for a minute to breathe at the playful banter. Your daughter sits in your lap, calming down her laughter from all the tickling.

“Are you excited to sleep at abuelas tonight?” Your tone more exaggerated to get the little girl more excited.

“Si!”

“Si? Ah muy bien!” You pull your daughter into a big hug while Alexia smiles at the interaction. Nothing makes her swoon more than seeing her wife and daughter speak in her native tongue. “Why don’t you go play downstairs while mami and I get ready, and when we get down there, we’ll make the best breakfast ever!”

“How will it be the best?” Maria pulls back, giving you a questioning look.

“Well, I’ll make some pancakes and then I’ll force mami to make her famous tortilla espanola.”

“Yay! Thank you, mama!”

“Of course, now go play while you wait. mami, and I gotta get dressed.” You pat her butt, encouraging her to move faster.

Once your daughter is out of the room, Alexia moves on top of you and pins you down. She nuzzles her face in your neck and starts to suck and nip at your warm skin, but as much as you love the sensation, you groan and push her back a little bit, knowing if you allow her to keep going you’ll never leave the bed.

“Ale, no hickeys! I don’t want to be questioned by your mother when she picks up Ria.” Your protest comes out as a whine as she continues making marks all down your neck, ignoring your light pushes.

“Cover them up then. I can’t help myself. I love it when you call me mami.” She purrs and sucks at one last spot before pulling away to see you all flustered and red. Eventually, you lean up, making the Catalan above you smirk, thinking you’ll give in to her seduction.

Instead, you hover right over her lips and whisper, “Be careful baby or you won’t get your gift tonight.” With that, you peck her lips and quickly slide out from beneath her to head into your closet. Her face looks as vulnerable and confused as a kicked puppy after your rushed admission.

“Gift? What gift? Amor!”

—

“So you got everything? Your toothbrush, hairbrush, clothes-“

The sound of giggling cuts you off, so you turn around and notice Alexia making silly faces and mocking you. When she catches your eye, she places a hand over her mouth and makes a strict face.

“Maria, mama does not look ugly!” She fake scolds, trying to take your glare off of her and onto your guy’s own child.

You roll your eyes before making quick action to grab a pillow and chuck it across the room to hit your wife’s face. Your daughter is now laughing hysterically, seeing her mami fly towards you and lift you over her shoulder while you struggle against her hold and hit her bum.

“Ria, help me! Attack mami!” You demand as you’re getting carried farther into the distance. Once you get slammed into the bed and Alexia traps you under her body with her legs on each side of your waist and her hands pinning yours to the bed, the sound of tiny steps paddle their way down the halls and closer to your bedroom.

“I’m here to save you, mama!”

Maria jumps on Alexia’s back, wrapping her arms around her shoulders and trying to pull her down away from you. The Catalan lets go of your arms briefly to reach for the little girl, allowing you to have more control over your body and move out from between her. Quickly, you stand up off the bed and take the child into your arms before running back into the living room and both grabbing pillows to defend yourselves.

“Shouldn’t have done that you two.” You hear a thick Spanish accent rounding the corner, making you and your daughter lift the pillows even higher. An alarm blares throughout the room, signaling it’s already time for your little girl to go to her abuela’s.

She gathers up all of her stuff and rushes to say goodbye to you.

“Bye, mama. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She says while you place a couple of kisses on her face. Before she can walk out, you scream a wait before rushing upstairs to grab something. Your wife and daughter look at each other with puzzled looks and shrug their shoulders at the same time, which if you had seen, you would’ve thought it was adorable. Making your way back to the front door, you hold out a fuzzy gray object in front of you.

“You almost forgot Ellie.” You pant, holding out the little girl’s favorite elephant stuffed animal. Maria crashes into you and wraps her arms around your legs.

“Thank you, mama! I love you!” You repeat the words back to her as she steps out the door with Alexia.

Sighing, you make your way upstairs to prepare your little gift for your dear wife. The two of you haven’t had a day to yourselves in forever and you’re not going to let it go to waste.

—

About an hour later, a booming voice announces itself throughout the house.

“Mi amor, I’m home!” Alexia frowns at the zero response and heads into your shared bedroom. “Amor?”

“I’ll be out in just a minute. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable on the bed, baby?” You say through the bathroom door, finalizing all the touch-ups on your body. You wrap a robe around you and tie it at the end before opening the door and making your way towards your wife. Alexia lies down with her back against the headboard in gray sweatpants and a black tank top, showing off her defined muscles. You close the bedroom door so Nala, who is currently fast asleep on the couch, doesn’t interrupt you both.

Alexia pats her lap, signaling for you to straddle it. You slot your legs on both sides of her thighs and lean down to sit on her lap. Her veiny hands place themselves on your waist and she ducks her head to start sucking at your neck. Humming at the feeling, you begin to rock her hips and make small noises, causing the taller girl to smirk into your skin. Her hands trail their way to the string of your robe in hopes of untying it, but she’s quickly stopped when you grab her hands and pull away from her lips.

“Why are you stopping me?” Alexia whines in frustration, wanting to do so many things to you.

“I want to play a little game.” Her head snaps up to look at you and sees your mischievous smile.

“I’m listening.” She says a little warily, making you laugh at her concerned expression.

“Relax, it’s not a life or death situation. The game is called too hot. It’s sort of like a competition.” Alexia smirks at the word competition, knowing full well how competitive and determined she is. “We get to have a make-out session, but we have to keep our hands to ourselves. Whoever touches the other first loses.”

She hums and leans her face closer to yours. “You’re going down, princesa.” Her lips ghost over yours while she grips her hands in the sheets to stop her from touching you.

“Not if you go down first, mami.” You smirk when you see her eyes darken and look back up to your eyes. Without warning, she smashes her lips to yours, causing you to let out a small moan and press your lips just as hard to hers. Your hands press up against the headboard above Alexia’s head so your hands don’t touch any part of her. She snakes her tongue into your mouth and swirls around to taste every bit of you.

“You should just give up now, hermosa. We both know you won’t be able to last without me.” Her lips stay hovering over yours while you keep your eyes fixated on them.

“Hmm, I could just grind on you and get off that way, but what’s the fun in that? I want you to touch me so you can rip this robe off of me and hopefully what is underneath it, then fuck me so hard into this mattress the whole neighborhood can hear who I belong to.” With each word, you trail kisses from her jaw to her ear, riling her up more and more. Your teeth tug on her ear, making the older girl groan and cock her head to the side to meet your lips again. The kiss becomes sloppy and needy, mostly because of the pent-up sexual frustration from the past week, not being able to do much more than an occasional quickie.

“Touch me.” She demands, pressing kisses under your jaw.

“If you want me so bad, you touch me.”

“C’mon amor, you just said you want me to fuck you into the mattress, so why don’t you just give up and touch me?” The older girl sucks on the spot underneath the corner of your jaw, knowing how much you love it. She smirks hearing your little moans and whimpers from the kisses.

You thought this game would be fun, but now you’re rethinking your choices. If you give up, you’ll get what you want but with the cost of Alexia bragging everywhere and to everyone. And god knows she will not lose to anything yet to this.

She pulls away after placing three marks down the side of your neck and stares at you with hooded eyes while whispering, “Just touch me and we can be doing a lot of fun things right now, mi amor.” Your lips capture hers quickly to silence her temptation while your hands turn white from pressing against the headboard for so long.

“From what it sounds like, you’re just as desperate as me so just give in, baby.”

She knows you’re right. Every day she has been thinking of bending you over at any chance and absolutely destroying you. Sadly, with a little girl running around, your job, and her games left and right, you both don’t have much time by yourselves. Let alone for sex. In the slight chance of actually having time alone, at least one of you is exhausted. So seeing you grinding on her lap, in a robe that most likely has a sexy two-piece underneath it, is driving her mad.

Every inch of her is screaming to put her hands on you and show you who you belong to, but she won’t lose. She can’t lose. Competitiveness is in her blood and she can’t control it, so she’ll try and break you down until you’re a needy mess and eventually, you’ll touch her, losing the game but getting what the both of you want in the end.

So knowing how headstrong the Spanish woman is, you decide to push her in a way you know will end up getting what you want.

“I bet Mapi is good in bed. I’m sure she would know where to place her hands and how to get me going. Maybe Ona too.” You tease, seeing Alexia’s eyes cloud in jealousy. Without a second thought, her hand reaches out and clasps around your neck, pulling you into her but not to kiss you. Her hand tightens making it harder to breathe while she continues looking at your submissive state.

“You are so pathetic, trying to get me all riled up, talking about my teammates. Well, you got what you want, I’m touching you, but you’re gonna know that I’m the only one who can make you feel good once you’re limping tomorrow morning.” There’s a slight rasp in her voice that lets you know she is on her last nerve. One wrong move and you won’t get off at all. She releases her hold on your neck and moves it to behind your head to pull you into a rough kiss. “You’re gonna put that whore of a mouth to better use and maybe I’ll let you cum tonight.”

You nod quickly in response and begin to swing your leg over her waist so you can give her what she wants, but you’re stopped by her hand forcing your leg back down.

“I thought you wanted-“

“You really thought I forgot about my gift.” Her hand moves to the loose knot and reaches to the string, pulling the robe off of you. A white lingerie set hugs your body just right, making the Catalan basically drool all over the mattress. Her hands rub down your sides and then to the skin of your thighs. Her gaze never leaves your chest which is barely hidden behind the lace.

“Do you like it?” Alexia looks up into your eyes with her mouth slightly open.

“Are you kidding? This is- I- you’re so beautiful, princesa.” A blush reaches its way across your face as the older girl continues to skim her eyes all over you with no shame. “Hmm, as much as I love this, I remember you being a little brat, so you’re going to make it up to me.”

Alexia adjusts herself so she’s flat on the bed while peeling her pants off. You climb down so your knees are at the end of the bed and your face is hovering over her boxers. Your fingers curl at the top of the elastic and begin to pull it down. The girl below you lets out a small sigh as the cold breeze meets her core. You start trail kisses down her stomach, going lower with each peck.

“I want your ass up in the air, bonita.”

One of her hands gathers your hair in a ponytail and twists it to be able to grip it all in one fist. She forcefully pushes your head down, telling you to hurry up. Your tongue licks a long stripe up her slit, testing the waters. You notice her breath hitch at the contact, so you take it as a sign to keep going. While you switch from sucking and licking at her clit, her hand grips tighter on your head and pushes you further into her.

“God your mouth is so good, hermosa. Keep it up and you’ll get a reward.” She groans, tilting her neck back in pleasure, but only for a quick second. Her head snaps back up to see the perfect look of your ass in the air while your head bobs up and down.

Your tongue glides down to her sopping hole and dips in, causing the girl below you to let out a small moan and snap her hips up toward your face. Your thumb moves up to rub soft circles against her clit while your tongue continues to work in and out of her.

“Just like that. Don’t stop.”

So you don’t. You decide to speed up your actions, driving her over the edge. Your thumb continues to rub circles but more softly than before. Her hand in your hair pulls you up so you’re now face to face with her. Her lips latch onto yours and she shoves her tongue in your mouth, swirling around and exploring every inch.

“Do I get my reward now, mami?” You shyly ask, pulling away just enough to be able to see her reaction.

“Why don’t you go grab the toy and we’ll get this party started.”

You’re quick to get off the bed and rush over to the drawer that holds all of your adult toys. Walking over to her, she sits up and grabs the harness from your hands before putting it on. You remain kneeling on the bed, waiting for her to give you instructions for where she wants you.

“C’mere, amor.” She says, patting her lap. You crawl over to her and sit where she patted, continuing to wait to see what she wants. Her fingers find their way to your panties and begin to tug them down, making you lift your legs to fully pull them off. She pulls you in by the back of your neck and smashes her lips onto yours once again while her hand trails down and gathers up your arousal. “How long have you been like this, huh? Dripping and soaking through your panties.”

You whine when her middle and index finger dip into you and pull out, rubbing slow antagonizing circles around your clit.

“Please.” You whisper against her lips.

“Please what, amor? Use your words.”

“Fuck me, please!” After seeing her take control of you, you’ve been a mess. It’s been so long since the both of you have had a night to yourselves and thankfully Alexia’s mom and sister wanted to see Maria. There was no way you could say no.

“Mmm, if you want to get off, you’re doing the work, so sit up for me.”

You lift up your hips as Alexia lines up the toy to your entrance. She pulls you down, allowing you to sink into the toy. You quietly moan at the feeling of finally being filled and start to unconsciously roll your hips which earns you a slap on the ass.

“I didn’t say you could move yet, did I?” She rasps, tilting her head and waiting for an answer.

“No, I’m sorry. I’ve just been waiting for this for a while, it won’t happen again. I promise, baby.” Alexia smirks at your whining and moves her hands to your hips, guiding you to start rocking.

“It’s okay, hermosa. You can keep going, I know you’ve been a needy little thing for quite some time. Get yourself off.”

Slamming your hips up and down causes you to moan extremely loudly, so you lurch over and stuff her head in the older girl's neck.

“We’re alone, we can be as loud as we want to, princesa. Don’t cover up your moans now.” One of her hands grabs your jaw and lifts your head up.

Seeing your eyes close in pleasure and sinful noises slip from your lips makes Alexia go berserk. She doesn’t remember the last time she got to see you like this, and oh is she happy she gets to see it now.

“Such a good little slut, bouncing on my cock like this.”

Without thinking, she grips the front of your lacy bra and rips it in half, pulling it off your body, and causing you to let out a little gasp.

“Ale!”

“Relax, amor. I’ll buy you another set.” Her lips latch onto your nipple and her tongue starts to swirl circles around the nub, making your head snap back in euphoria.

“Oh my god, you feel so good. I’m gonna cum.” You pant, speeding up your hips, but Alexia grabs your hips and flips the both of you over so she’s now on top of you. Her hands grab both of your ankles and lift them on top of her shoulders, making her thrusts go deeper into you. Your moans become louder and more frequent, fueling Alexia’s movements.

“Cum, amor. I know you want to.”

Not another word needs to be said before your head slams back against the mattress and the coil in your stomach snaps, but the Catalan’s thrusts don’t slow down, making you whimper at the overstimulation.

“Oh, bebe. Remember you were being a brat, so you’re going to take what I’m giving you like a good girl. We’re going until you can’t stand.”

And she didn’t lie. After four more orgasms, you had to tap out. She placed you in every position, even having you slammed against the wall with your legs wrapped around her waist at one point. But now you’re far too sensitive to take more, so Alexia being the wonderful wife she is, grabs a rag and wipes you down. She then carries you bridal style to the bathroom so you can do your business and finally relax.

You both now lay in your bed, facing each other and rubbing your hands on the other’s skin.

“You lost, y’know.” You say, breaking the comfortable silence. Without a word, Alexia leans over and playfully bites your shoulder.

“And no one will ever find out or you’ll be taking even more than you did tonight, okay?”

You shiver and obediently nod, causing the older girl to chuckle.

“Good girl.”

—

“Hola, Eli.” You greet your wife’s mom, waiting for your daughter to get all of her things.

“Hola, carino. Fun night?” She asks with a quirked eyebrow.

“Umm, nothing particularly exciting, but it was nice having a night alone.” You smile politely, nodding your head before you feel someone poking your neck.

“The hickeys say otherwise.” Alba snickers, continuing to press on the tender skin. Your hand flies to the spot, covering the, what you thought, makeup-covered skin. An arm wraps around your shoulders and pulls you into their body, you look up and see your wife with a smug expression.

“We had a fun night, right hermosa?”

[honeylations]

SEO DOAH x FEM!READER

Prompt: Doah studies as hard as she can all the time and luckily as her girlfriend, you’re there to help her take all that stress away

Warnings/Notes: eating 🐱, fingering, sub Doah, g!p reader, pretend the pyramid game itself does not exist so we can be peaceful

A/N: for our cutie patootie Doah and also for that anon that requested :3

It was around 7:45am when you walked into the classroom with your arms stretched out wide, seeing that the whole class was almost present.

But your eyes immediately moved to the front where your cute girlfriend was sitting, already going through one text book as her hand scribbled note after note.

Who would’ve thought you’d date such a cute quiet nerd? She was a big comparison to you. Obnoxiously loud, social, yet laid back with school work.

“Morning baby” you whispered in her ear and kissed her temple.

“Mhm. Good morning” she muttered in return.

Her eyes didn’t even leave the page.

“Wow. At this point, you love that text book more than me” you pouted, breaking Doah’s concentration.

She finally looked at you with her boba eyes, obviously trying to seem angry but anything she does just ended up being cute. “I’m studying”

“Oh really? I couldn’t tell” you joked while she scowled, pulling at your cheek.

“Sometimes I wonder how we ended up being together in the first place”

You winced from the pinch. “Ouch. I was literally asking myself that a few seconds ago. I guess it doesn’t matter, it makes our love story a bit cuter don’t you think?”

“You have a way with words, Choi Y/n” Doah smiled and looked down at her text book again.

You finally took the seat beside her and made a quick move to kiss her cheek before she could dodge it. “Mwuah”

“Stop it, I need to focus”

“Baby, you stress yourself too much! It’s time for a break... Are you even listening to me?”

Your girlfriend hummed.

“Doah baby, I’m serious. You need to remove all that stress before it eats you up” You scolded and the shorter girl removed her gaze from whatever paragraph she was on.

“And how can I magically remove all this stress, Y/n? Hm? Intrigue me”

Taking her words as a challenge, you slid an arm around her waist and pulled her closer that her chair scraped the floor. Doah gasped and her hands immediately went onto your shoulders.

“W-What are you doing?”

“You really wanna know how I can remove that stress? It’s an easy math equation. My mouth plus your body equals no more stress! Tada!

“C-Choi Y/n! We’re in public!” She whisper yelled, looking around to check if any of her classmates had heard.

You gave her your famous charming eyes, the one that made her fall for you from the start. “Please, my love?”

Oh and your charming words too.

“Behave”

You only smirked and leaned your lips close to her ear. “Don’t you miss my tongue, baby? I promise I’ll let you study in peace after”

Doah let out a shaky sigh. “You really promise?”

“Certain”

And just like that, you two were hiding in the teacher’s lounge thanks to Doah’s privileges. All doors were locked and the curtains had all been shut for privacy.

Although you weren’t entirely against the idea of an audience, your girlfriend would definitely burn you alive if any exhibitionism happened.

Doah was in your lap, her glasses had been discarded somewhere and her uniform was unbuttoned. She was releasing adorable moans while you lapped at her neck, being yanked away by the hair just when you were about to bite.

“No marks, Choi”

You couldn’t utter a quick response when she crashed your lips together, her small tongue pushing its way inside. It was an invitation for you to suck at it, letting it explore more of her mouth that the mix of your salivas were dripping down your chins.

It was so hot.

You were already painfully rock hard, the bulge poking at your girlfriend’s clothed entrance.

The shorter girl pulled away, admiring the string of saliva that connected your tongues. She moved off your lap to lie down on the long couch, bringing you with her.

She took her underwear off but every other clothing stayed. “I’m not taking anything else off. You’ve got 10 minutes to make me cum and then we’re out of here”

“Baby. I only need 5 minutes” you let out an arrogant scoff, quickly kissing her lips before shuffling down to rest in between her spread legs.

You pushed her skirt up and felt your mouth water at the sight of her soaked pussy. Not planning on wasting any more time, you leaned your lips towards her clit and sucked on it gently.

Doah’s back automatically arched, her hands going into your hair. “A-Ah!”

You broke away from her clit to move even further down, sliding your long tongue inside her cunt, groaning from her taste.

Your girlfriend’s hips started to gyrate, relishing in the feeling of you eating her out so good.

“O-Oh yes Y/n. So good baby s-so good!”

“Fuck I missed this” you pulled your tongue out to mutter before diving straight back in, wrapping your arms around your girlfriend’s soft thighs to hold her down.

Doah was a moaning mess, one hand was still in your hair while the other had pushed her bra up to toy with her nipples.

“Don’t stop please, baby”

You decided to return your attention to her clit, sucking harsher than before while plunging two fingers inside her wet hole.

You looked up as your ministrations continued and wow it was a sight to see.

Your girlfriend’s head was thrown back and the light that peaked out from the curtains shined a small spotlight on her body. Like she was an angel.

It encouraged you to double your efforts, thrusting your fingers faster, kissing her clit hungrily, intending to leave her in a sobbing mess.

You were almost there anyways.

“Ah, ah, ah….Y/n I’m going to cum!” She squealed cutely.

Your fingers reached deeper, feeling her walls clench around you. Doah released a final cry as she fisted your hair, legs shaking when you continued to clean her up and your fingers moving to a slower pace.

Pulling away from her, you looked up from between her legs and smiled proudly. Doah’s cheeks went redder at the sight of your mouth completely soaked with her cum.

“That felt so good” she sighed and flopped her head back on the couch.

You crawled up and captured her lips in another sloppy kiss, moving to the side to hide in her neck while you started panting. Doah felt movement between you both and she looked down, seeing you jerking your big cock.

“Mmm Doah baby” you whined.

“Keep stroking your cock like that” she whispered, letting you grunt and lick at her skin while you chased your orgasm.

“Hah…hah fuck gonna cum, Doah…”

“Sit up, let me see you”

You did as told and admired your fucked out girlfriend below you. Her tits were exposed and her cunt was still leaking more cum. You scooped up some of that liquid with your fingers and used it as lube, the hand on your cock moving faster.

“H-Holy shit Doah!”

“Here baby. Cum all over me” Your girlfriend husked and pushed her breasts out.

You aimed your cock towards her plump tits and exploded, closing your eyes from the intensity before laying on top of your girlfriend.

She caressed your back gently.

“Thank you, baby” you heard her say.

It was rare for her to call you by nicknames.

“For?” You panted.

“Taking away all the stress. I love you”

[elsmstrss]

hey babe i was wondering if you could do ellie w fem reader who's trying to tie up her corset but ellie helps with reader on her lap, but they ended up "not tying" it ykwim🤭

i do know what u mean silly hehehe. ellie williams erotic dress up fic coming right up :D

ellie williams helping you "tie" your corset ;)

tags: ellie williams x afab!reader , modern au , hyperfem!reader , reader is a coquette girly , ellie manspreads , smut , stone top!ellie . bottom!reader , fingering (r!recieving) , lapslock , ellie makes reader watch them in the mirror... yeah , not proofread sorrryyyy

you had been sitting at your vanity, applying the finishes touches to your makeup when you heard the front door to your studio apartment open, your girlfriend's head popping out.

you two were going on a dinner date that evening. you both had been so busy as it was finals season and you both worked as well. it was the first time in a while that you both were free at a time that wasn't the earliest hours of the morning.

you smile and wave her in, eyes following her face as she approaches you. you have lift your head to see her from your sitting position. she leans down to give you a quick peck, "hey pretty".

"hey ellie, 'm almost done. do you mind helping me with my corset? i can't get it tight enough," you pout up at her and ellie gives you a soft smile.

"course babe, c'mere," ellie moves over to your bed, plopping down and spreading her legs, taking up the most space as usual. you stand up from the chair and walk over to the auburn. ellie reaches out for your waist, gently turning your body so your back was to her. you look up at the floor length mirror that leaned against the wall in front of you to see ellie already smirking at you through the reflective glass.

you watch as ellie's eyes travel down your backside, hands reaching out to caress the exposed skin between your neck and shoulder. she runs her fingers through your hair once before gently moving your locks to the other side of your neck. you can't help the shudder from her cold fingertips against your warm skin.

"you look too pretty in this outfit," ellie mutters under your breath. you flush from the compliment, still flustered and surprised from the effect you seem to have on your girlfriend after all this time.

you were wearing a white blouse that was off-the-shoulder. on top was a lace corset that hugged you in all the right places. it was one of your favorites and you knew ellie loved this one too.

ellie's fingers ghosted over the crisscross ribbons on your back, taking the two loose ends and twirling them in her fingers before suddenly pulling harshly.

the sharp intake of your breath causes you to snap your head up, your eyes meeting ellies sleepier ones. "els, gentle please," you tried to scold playfully but it just came out as a low whine, your girlfriend's heated stare causing a stir in your core.

ellie smirks and pulls again, this time forcing you to step back and fall in the small space between her thighs on the bed. a breath escapes you, your eye contact never breaking as ellie's hands are immediately on you.

her hands snake around you, pulling the fabric from your skirt higher up to expose your thighs. her hands latch on and she softly squeezes the warm flesh there. ellie loves your thighs, she constantly snatching any chance she can get to have her hands on them.

you suddenly feel her lips latch onto your neck. she leaves soft kisses before biting and sucking. she's trying to mark you up, always a bit possessive whenever you two are intimate.

ellie's fingers slowly begin to inch closer and closer to your heat. your breathing picks up, the rise and fall of your chest obvious as your breasts spilled from the stop of your corset.

the sight made ellie moan into your ear, "so fucking perfect."

your whine from the praise pitches up at the end as ellies fingers start to stroke over your damp panties. you sigh from the muted stimulation to your clit, fingers wrapping over ellie's wrist to support yourself.

the feeling of ellie's skilled fingers on you almost distract you from her other hand making quick work of your corset, loosening the ties and letting the garment slip down your torso. ellie gives a harsh tug, pulling the blouse under along with it, revealing your tits.

you glance over at the mirror, slightly embarrassed to see yourself like this. your mouth was hanging open a little, stray hairs moving along your face with each pleasured sigh that escapes your lips. your thighs are slightly parted, ellies strong arm covering the view from between your legs. you looked fucked out already, breasts on display and bruises forming along your neck.

"hm, look at you, angel" ellie's back to staring at you through the mirror. she pulls your panties to the side, continuing her movements in between your slick folds.

your eyes roll back to your head. you were always so sensitive, the first touch nearly knocking the breath out of you. "e-ellie," you whimper, brows furrowing.

"i know baby," ellie whispers, gathering your wetness from your entrance and using it to rub little circle to your clit. your mouth hangs open as ellie continues her attention to your cunt. you writhe in her lap, squirming and lifting your hips, desperate.

ellies other hand travels up to your breasts, groping you and flicking your hardened nipple. you moan and bite your lip, the teasing starting to get to you. "please please please."

ellie grips your jaw, forcing you to connect your eyes with her, the expression on her face could only be described as devilish.

"if you're good and keep your eyes open for me, i'll let you come on my fingers. how's that sound, princess? gonna be a good for me?" she licks her lips and slows her movements on your bud. you nod your head frantically, desperate to please your girlfriend.

"use your words my love. come on, you can do it," she teases, eyes never leaving yours.

"i'll be good els," you mewl, embarrassed. ellie awards you with a kiss to the back of your neck, her fingers resuming her previous pace. the consistent abuse to your clit has you reeling, the feeling of your climax building with each second. your eyes slip shut and ellie can tell you're close, her pace quickening.

"els m gonna c-" before you can finish your sentence, ellie promptly removes her finger. "wha? ellie no no!" you sob, your denied orgasm as your clit throbbing with need.

"aw poor baby," ellie fakes sympathy. "but what did i say?"

you whine, realizing your mistake, "'m sorry, i'll be good, promise!" you're eyes get big and doe-like when you shift your gaze to ellie. big tears threaten to fall and ellie coos at you, only feeling a little bad for denying you.

"dont cry my love. dont worry," ellie's fingers travel down to your entrance, slipping her finger into your heat, "i have something much better for you".

she begins to pump her finger in and out of you, adding another finger and stretching you open. your hands grip onto ellies knees, crying out from the intrusion. ellie's fingers are like magic, instantly turning you to putty in her arms.

"oh fuck ellie," you curse. ellie responds by pushing in deeper, rubbing the pads of her fingers on your gummy spot. you can help the loud moan that leaves you. you moan ellie's name over and over, your climax quickly building up again.

"ellie please. ngh 's too much, 'm close- please" you're babbling nonsense now but ellie knows exactly what to do. she whispers encouragements into your ear, her fingers moving faster and harder, the sounds of your wetness and her fingers fill the room. it's filthy and it only turns out on more.

your orgasm hits you like a truck, your body tensing up as waves of pleasure roll from your lower gut to your cunt. you struggle to keep your eyes open but you're glad you do because the sight of ellie spread out behind you, fingers stuffed inside your heat, somehow still calm and collected as you fall apart because of her is almost enough for you to cum again.

your legs shake slightly as you come down from your high. all of a sudden it's far too difficult to hold yourself up so so slump in ellie's hold, the sound of her chuckle causes a grin to break out on your face. you're thoroughly spent.

ellie pulls your top and corset back up, readjusting your panties and skirt after. she fixes the loose hairs from your face and squeezes your waist as you catch your breath.

"as much as i would love to crawl into this bed with you right now, it would be a damn waste when you got all dolled up like this," ellie whispers into your ear as she rocks you softly. you giggle and let out a sigh. you're not even sure if you can walk properly but you can't help but agree with your lover.

[miinatozakiii]

favorite mistake

myoui mina x fem!reader

summary: you've got a tough shell and mina seems to be the reason you make your way out of it.

wc: 2.4k

warnings: blood ; bruises ; cursing ; injuries idk : rushed and not proofread well

a/n: small drabble. I hope you guys like it (idk if I like it myself :-[ )

//

mistakes are a common part of life; especially yours.

you've made a lot of mistakes, but there are three significant mistakes that made who you are today.

mistake 1: leaving your so-called "home" at 17 with barely any money or plans.

mistake 2: picking up boxing gloves

mistake 3: meeting myoui mina. 

-

your friends often compared you to that stupid mario character bowser, jeongyeon says you're "all mighty and strong" but in the inside you're a "softy," you remember the constant snickers and snorts from when you went to watch that stupid kids movie wtih her.

jeonyeon has been by your side ever since you made your first mistake, and the second – but she's the reason you made your third one.

you remember it so clearly, every single second and detail of that moment. the night of your biggest mistake.

-

there's a knock at your door. your head is spinning and you don't want to get up.

when you turn at the silver doorknob theres a woman wearing a brown coat, her face catches you off guard. her features are so delicate, and her eyes are honey-like and sweet looking. 

"you are?" you greet, though it's a bit uninviting.

"where's jeongyeon."

"she's out."

"oh, i see." 

you two have a five-second staring competition, and it's enough time for you to notice the beauty mark on her nose and above her lip. you don't know who this woman is, but she's truly captivating and you feel a little soft under her gaze.

she looks up at you, you're a few inches taller and your sharp features are like daggers that point at her. she notices the various bandaids that are scattered all over your face: there are bandaids on your lip, eyebrow, nose, and upper cheek.

"are you okay?" she asks you. the woman sounds just barely concerned, even if her question sounds more like a comment. 

your jaw tenses and you look her up and down, the hand that rests against the door frame starts to tighten around it.

"hope you work it out with jeongyeon." you mutter coldly, closing the door and returning to where you were and what you were doing: sulking and pondering on the couch. drowning yourself in a bittersweet comfort, something so temporary.

the door opens ten minutes later; the voice that scolds you is familiar. you groan in annoyance. 

"y/n, where are your damn manners?" jeongyeon complains. you sit up slowly, propping yourself up with your sore arms, jeongyeon curses you out a little more. "you can't just be so rude to everyone, you know? have some fucking manners for fucks sake." 

when you look over to see the woman you share the apartment with, there's another woman that stands with her: the same one you had closed the door on. you roll your eyes and pull the blanket over your body, closing your eyes again.

jeongyeon grumbles once more. "I'm sorry mina, she's probably just tired and grumpy." 

"that's your roommate? i've never seen her around." the woman's voice is soft and inviting, it's really different from the usual aggressive and aggravating tones you're always hearing and you fucking hate it. it's too different from what you're used to.

"she doesn't go to the university," jeongyeon explains, "she just lives with me."

"oh, I see." 

"just leave her be, don't let her ruin your mood. how about we work on that project?"

the girl hums. 

mina you think. what a pretty name.

-

mina walks out of jeongyeon's room to see you in the kitchen. the white tank top hugged your figure nicely, and the toned muscles in your upper back were emphasized under the dimmed light. mina took note of how broad your back was, though your waist was slimmer; your body was extremely built, and very athletic. it seemed like you worked out often. the bandages on your tricep and forearm also made it seem like you were one to get violent.

most would be wary of you just from one look. though, mina is anything but frightened or intimidated. 

your hair falls in a loose, disheveled fashion, it seemed like you had just woken up. it made you seem more approachable. there's a soft melody that plays, the mood of the setting is different now. you seem more inviting, less hostile as you crack an egg into the bowl. 

"you're not slick," you mutter. mina's gaze was fixated on you, it paranoid you, you didn't have to turn around to realize the dark-haired woman was there. 

"i wasn't trying to be," she responds with a monotone voice. your jaw tenses and you turn your head so you can see her from the side of your eye.

"did you need something?" you ask, though there's a hint of annoyance laced in your words. it's uninviting.

"jeongyeon told me to grab water." mina says, and it's surprising how calm she is, you think.

"cups are in the cabinet to the left of me," you murmur. mina hums.

there's no other noise other than the sound of the cups shifting from their original spot, the whisking of the eggs in your bowl, and the sound of water filling the cups. mina leaves and you two don't exchange any more words.

you lean against the counter as you watch her leave. there's a string that's trying to pull the two of you together – you don't let it tug at you so easily.

-

mina's visits become more frequent.

the bandages on your arms disappear, but now some bruises and scars are unveiled under the cloth. mina is so incredibly curious, (and, slightly worried for someone who's been such an ass to her for as long as she's known them). she doesn't know why and it bothers the young woman.

there seems to be a new bruise every time mina comes over, she decides to pester jeongyeon – she doesn't budge – says it's not her business; mina's interest grows.

you two meet in the kitchen again, and you always tend to have such silent moments with each other in that small kitchen; the tension in the air isn't unnoticed, ever.

mina is the first to mutter something on some wednesday afternoon. "if you add ice, it helps the bruises."

you turn to face her and mumble under your breath, "thanks for the tip." 

"are you clumsy or...?"

"I don't think that's a question you should ask a stranger."

"well, it bothers me that you're always so hurt when i'm over."

"it shouldn't bother you at all."

"i know." mina breathes. "I wish it didn't."

 you feel your heart skip a beat a little, it shatters slightly at the same time upon hearing her response.

-

jeongyeon invites you out and you decline the offer. jeongyeon mentions mina and you pretend to be bothered. you let your roommate drag you out for dinner, and you seem to be stuck to mina's side the whole night.

you're a flower that slowly blooms when she happens to be near.

mina changes something in you, and you hate change.

-

the heart that beats in your chest is rarely warm, almost always cold unless jeongyeon seems to make you chuckle every now and then. 

your heart seems to have been cold since you've been alive, and sure there were times when there had been small sparks – though, never enough to warm you up.

mina seems to change that.

mina's attentiveness is something new to you, so is her unique presence. she seems to ignite a sudden tranquility into any room she's in, she makes you feel content even when you're all over the place, when your mind is running too far and too fast that you can't catch up. mina grounds you.

myoui mina makes your chest feel all warm, she gives you goosebumps when she accidentally makes contact with you – she's the only person you're able to have physical contact with, at least without hurting them.

your petals are forming, you're in bloom.

-

maybe it was when she had suddenly bandaged a terribly wrapped cut, or when she had complimented your eyes. maybe it was when she had first met you, or when your first conversation happened. maybe it was when she managed to pull a simple fact about yourself from you, or maybe it was the first brush of your hands against each other, even if it was an accident.

there's no definite start or initiating event to what blooms between the two of you, it just happens naturally, and everything that led to it and what started it was too subtle to ever notice.

you start to care for this woman, and she seems to care about you.

how could she care for someone who's so wreckless and violent?

-

mina's hands are soft, they're delicate, and they're perfect just as she is. 

they're so soft against your skin, so soft when her knuckles graze against your scratched cheek and make you feel all warm in the chest. they're perfect in your hand, so grounding it scares you, and her fingers intertwine so well with yours it's unbelievable.

it's unbelievable because your hands, in contrast, are so terribly rough. they're so messed up you think that they don't deserve to hold the delicate hands of mina.

your knuckles are scratched and beat up, your palms have noticeable calluses, and the back of your hand is bruised. your hands punch and distress, mina's hands are ones that love and cherish.

-

you've never been so terrified up until now. nothing has ever made your heart drop as quickly as the three words that mina says so gently, not even the time you had broken your arm or rib. it's so strange how three words scare you more than injuries that could've ruined your life.

"y/n." mina mumbles.

you hum softly.

mina lays down next to you, and the only thing that had been heard other than the chirping of crickets or the wind was her steady breaths as she lay there. the sore feeling in your whole body had been erased as soon as you let yourself relax next to her, shoulders making contact and and hands brushing against each other. the only thing that had illuminated the quiet, warm room was the moonlight that spilled through the blinds.

mina's words are barely above a whisper, 

"I love you." 

your breath catches.

...

"you don't have to say it back." mina mutters, "you're not obligated to."

there's no response from you, only silence. mina figured this would happen.

your hands find her way into hers, but still no response. you're terrified.

-

two weeks pass by after the words had been said, and you still haven't said them back.

-

two weeks after that – a month – you stumble into the apartment with your head spinning, shoulders sunk, and a new bruise on your back. mina runs up to you, her brows are furrowed, and her heartbeat spikes.

she makes you sit down on her gray couch, she doesn't ask what happened. 

mina had already known about your little "career," you fought people for money and it was as simple as that. sometimes you'd win, the bets would go into your bank account and you'd be less paranoid or tired. sometimes you'd lose and it seemed like you lost all hope.

"im sorry." you say, though you don't look at her at all while saying that. mina sighs and shakes her head.

"it's okay, where are you hurt?"

"i think my back is bleeding," you respond, and the way mina's jaw tenses and brows crease aren't unnoticeable. 

your shirt is off, leaving you only in your bra and black sweatpants. mina looks at the cut you had received from a harsh hit, you don't even know how it made you bleed. she wipes off the blood and works away at the injury carefully. mina tries to ignore the low groans and sharp breaths that escape your lips, though it's harder to ignore them this time.

"mina," you start. 

"hm?"

"i'm not going to box anymore. I won't fight," you murmur, though it's more of a harsh, low groan since you wince at the way mina bandages you while you say it. mina sits down next to you after finishing up, she looks at you with the softest gaze, tilting her head.

"why?

...

"because," you begin. the eyes that peer into yours are curious, waiting for an answer.

"i love you." 

the way it rolls off your tongue feels perfect, it feels right and it's like a two-hundred-pound weight had been hurled off your chest. the confession is quiet, soft, and it's so genuine. 

"you don't have to quit for me y/n-"

"I want to be with you. I don't want to hurt anyone or myself anymore, I don't want to hurt you." you explain, "I already found a solution to not making money too, i'm done with fighting. I'm done."

mina takes a moment to process the words and she immediately kisses you – it takes you by surprise. 

you've never shared a kiss with her, even though you've exchanged your "i love you's," maybe it is the right time, you think.

her lips are so soft against yours, you're now a fully bloomed flower as her hand gently cups your face and your nose inhales her floral scent. you can't get enough of her, everything feels perfect.

she's your favorite mistake.

she's not a mistake because you regret meeting her; she's your biggest mistake because she made you feel, she made you feel alive. it's so strange, it's so different – it feels like a mistake because you feel as if you don't deserve this woman – you can't help but wonder if she really is set on loving you. she made you open up, and now you're going out of your way to let her care for you, you're becoming a burden and you wish you could go back and prevent that from happening.

you don't want mina to handle all of you, to carry all of your problems.

even as you two grow to love each other, even as you let yourself unwind and improve, even as you continue to kiss her and love her.

 you'll still carry the burden of being her biggest mistake. maybe that could be bad an good, though, that feeling of guilt will always stay in your chest.

always.

[jarofstyles]

Harry loving to leave bruises in his girl? Having her laying on her tummy while he bite and suck all over he bum and thighs

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There was something about leaving marks on his love that soothed him. Made him preen when he saw a mark sticking out of the collar of her shirt or when she was naked in front of him, seeing his finger marks on her hips. It was a mark of ownership, of passion, to show that someone was there and was doing a good job of it. Someone was proud of holding his marks.

His past lovers found it to be a bit excessive, even scolding him for being so mouthy. He couldn’t help but find an excuse to get his mouth at that perfect angle, the crook of their neck where it was the warmest, sucking a small little blotch of passion there. He would mark the whole neck with tiny patches of blue and red if they allowed him, but no one really ever did.

Y/N, however, let him indulge. There were just a few rules that he would happily abide by. No one than one could be visible to people. He could leave his one on her neck, but the rest had to be able to be covered by a tee shirt and shorts which left him a lot of working space.

When they started dating, she had been a bit shocked at just how much he enjoyed it. How it worked him up, how the pride was evident in his face and stance when he saw the marks she didn’t cover up on her body. He had spent a long time kissing her body and warming her up, asking first if he could leave some marks because he wanted to ‘leave things to remember him by’ when she had to go on her weekend trip. It was when he received a photo of the line he had left down the valley of her breasts that same trip that he realized he may have found the one.

“Watch the teeth.” She murmured, fingers pressing through the glossy locks. “Little vampire. Swear to go.” He was under her shirt as they watched a movie, freshly showered skin tasting fresh and clean under his tongue as he finally got to work. Almost a form of foreplay to them as he nuzzled into the softness of her belly, biting down a bit rough to make her yelp. The hand in his hair tugged harshly, making him groan against the skin but letting up on his bite.

“Shh. Let me have my fun.” He mumbled back, sliding his face out of her shirt and back between her thighs. Plain cotton underwear covered the place he wanted to get at most, but he settled happily for the plushy skin of her thighs, running his nose along the silky skin. “Haven’t left nearly enough. Don’t like when y’go away. Let’s them fade far too fast, baby.” His raspy voice was thick with sleep, having woken up when she got home from the airport. She was wide awake from jet lag, and Harry was still waking up to the warmth of his lover’s body back in his bed. “Pretty thighs. Just missing marks.”

She could feel his lips latch to the skin, the soft suckling and brush of tongue making her sigh until the slightly painful sucking got a bit more intense. Still, it was hot. The groan against skin, knowing it was going to be dark, knowing she got off on the stinging pain of it, he loved it. Every bit. “My beautiful girl. Beautiful body. Missed you too much, missed markin’ you.” His speech slurred slightly as his mouth popped away from the mark, soothing it with his tongue. “Got t’cover you in them again. Got a few on your stomach… got t’get a few more on your thighs… and then I want a few on your pretty ass. But I may mark those with my hand when I get inside of you.” He sighed, nosing over the cotton of her panties. This foreplay was long and hot, but Y/N ate it up every time. Harry was so good at turning her on, and he wasted no time on covering her skin with reminders of him.

“Whatever you’d like, H.”’she sighed, pushing his hair back as she got a glimpse of him looking up between her legs. “God, you’re insane. Whatever you’d like.” Her throat swallowed around the lump as he spread her thighs, nose bumping against her clit through the panties as he pressed a few kisses to the dampening fabric. With the hazy dark green, she’s pretty sure he could say anything to her and she would give him exactly as asked. He was her own fallen Angel.

“S’good. My good girl.” He grinned, kissing up and up, right over the waistband of her panties. “Missed what belonged to me, is all. You, this body, your heart. Especially these thighs and what’s between ‘em.” He sighed, nosing over the sensitive skin again. “Gonna take good care of you. Just have to remind you who you belong to. Who takes care of you. Need you to remember every time you look in the mirror. Whenever you sit down. Whenever you pull your clothes on.”

As if she could forget.

[findingnemosworld]

𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 - 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐳𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐢

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐡𝐢𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤 (𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫) 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐭!! 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞<𝟑 )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲

[ 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ]

Y/N had woken up a bit earlier than Dominik and since it was his day off from training, she quietly left their bed in order to give him some much needed rest seeing as it has been grueling for him to adapt to the regimen in Liverpool, she catches her reflection in the mirror, her face grows warm at the sight of the purple marks littering her neck all the way to her breasts, Dominik had returned from training the day before with a strange sense of energy which he happily poured into ensuring that he loved her in every way possible, she turns to look at him - his head resting on the pillow, his lips slightly parted with a peaceful expression adorning his features.

She quietly leaves the bed, grabbing his shirt which was discarded on the floor and slipping it on to head outside of the bedroom and into the kitchen to start making them breakfast, she'd tried to move as quiet as she can be with taking out the necessary utensils as well as what she needed - yet she was mixing the eggs to throw them into the pan, a pair of arms snaking their way around her waist followed shortly by lips pressing open mouthed kisses to her neck caused her to jump then giggle. " Dom " she swats his arm playfully.

" Now what did I say about you leaving the bed like this? " Dominik murmurs, " I barely get to spend time with you as it is " he adds with a small voice.

Y/N rolls her eyes, despite him being twenty two years of age - when it came to her, he tended to be behave like a child that wanted his stuffed toy near him at all costs. " I was hungry " she retorts, " Since you drained every ounce of energy I had last night "

" Don't blame me, when you look sexy wearing my clothes " Dominik murmurs, " And walking around the house, like a goddess " he adds, playfully slipping his hands under her ( his ) shirt to cup her breasts causing a moan to escape her lips.

" Dominik " She scolds, " I'm hungry "

" So am I " Dominik retorts back with a childish tone.

" Then let me cook breakfast " Y/N whines.

" You taste better than any food baba " Dominik smirks, pressing the spot behind her neck which he knew was sensitive. " Fuck breakfast, because right now, you're the perfect breakfast for me "

" We're eating " Y/N retorts, causing Dominik to slump and bury his head in her neck to groan, " Also, we're meeting Trixie and John for lunch so ... "

" Do we have to though? I want to spend all day with you " Dominik whines, instinctively tightening his embrace on her.

" Yes, we do, we've planned this remember " Y/N reminds him.

" Yes I do " Dominik sighs, " But I just want to spend all day with you, alone " he adds with a pout, " preferably with no clothes on "

Y/N giggles, " We can do that later, but we're going to have lunch with them "

Dominik nods, " Ok "

__

Later on,

It's safe to say Dominik was insatiable, Y/N and Trixie were chatting together about their latest ventures when she felt a hand caress her thigh, sending shivers across her body - she casts a glance to her boyfriend who seemed rather unaffected, instead speaking to John as casually as he can while his digits were toying with her panties pushing them aside to slip one finger into her pussy causing her to gasp, and immediately reach for the glass of water.

" Y/N, is everything ok? " Trixie asks with a hint of concern.

Never had she been more thankful for the table which concealed her boyfriend's antics, Dominik smiled and said. " She's probably too cold, aren't you baba? " he asks, pressing soft kisses to her cheek while his digit expertly moves in and out of her already wet pussy.

" Yes, I just might be " Y/N responds with a sweet smile, just as Dominik pressed a kiss behind her ear, she turns to him and whispers. " Stop that! "

Dominik didn't listen, instead he kissed her cheek again which made Trixie smile and say, " You two are so cute, reminding me of how John and I were when we started dating, right babe " she turns to her husband,

" True " John smiles.

Dominik grins, " I can't help myself, she's just too precious "

szoboszlaidominik posted.

szoboszlaidominik: life blessed me with a lot of things, but the one I'm most thankful for is you, your love, your support and compassion is what keeps me going! szeretlek, mindig és örökké kicsim ☠️❤️

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user1: idk if I want her or want to be her 😩

user2: she's so fucking lucky, we can only dream of finding someone like dominik 😭

user3: well fuck, she's got my man but who can blame her? he's too hot to remain single.

user4: hottest couple I've seen tbh

trentarnold66: mate, you're such a sap. 😂

szoboszlaidominik: you'd be if you were blessed with an angel like my girl. yourusername: awww baby 😍

user5: these two, istg ... making us see that true love still exists.

yourusername: i am so blessed by you baby, you never once disappointed me with all the hard work you do on the pitch and the efforts you make to keep me happy, always and forever by your side 🫶

szoboszlaidominik: 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘

user6: forever making us singles feel pain.

user7: stop killing us with the cute posts dominik

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[rowretro]

𝕆𝕙 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪

WARNINGS: Burns,

✧taglist✧:  @nikisdubblchococake @enhypensccstarlight @strawbsj @nikipedia07 

✧CHAPTER 7✧

1 hour. That's how long it's been since Riki got the call that his girlfriend was kidnapped. Of course the boy didn't care because he didn't have a girlfriend. And then it dawned on him. The phone call was made through your phone. "Yunjin can you stay with the baby? y/n got kidnapped and Im gonna get her." Riki said as he ran out the building. "WHAT?! BRO- OI- I-" Yunjin sighed, closing the door, now all she could do is just hope that her bestie will be ok. "Guess it's just you and me again Yeseol..." She mumbled.

Y/n sat there, by the track, between Renjun and Yuta, Sungchan was completely out of sight. There were obvious cigarette burns going down her neck to her collarbone, her lips swollen with blood dripping off her lower lip. "Want some ice cream pretty girl?" Renjun asked as the girl shook her head.

Before they could even get up, Riki arrived in his race car, leaving the vehicle looking clearly pissed. "This is all your doing?!!!" Y/n asked, pissed as the male frowned at her, his eyes wandered over her tattered clothing, with rips that revealed some of her skin, the burns and the blood. "I fucking said I'm done racing. Why the fuck did you kidnap this idiot?!" Riki asked, glaring at the two.

"IDIOT?! DO YOU KNOW THE SHIT I WENT THROUGH BECAUSE OF YOU?!!!" Y/n yelled as Riki scoffed "WHAT ARE YOUR LEGS THERE TO LOOK PRETTY?! COULDN'T YOU HAVE RUN OR DEFENDED YOURSELF???" Riki yelled back as the girl glared at him "You know what. I don't need saving just leave." y/n said as the male shrugged.

"Fine, I'll just send the baby to the orphanage then." Riki said as y/n frowned "Wait-" she called out as Riki turned around, walking over to the three, ready to pull her away and take her home. "take these meds they're for baby's flu" y/n said as Riki groaned "You can do it yourself dumb shit." Riki said, carrying her as he ran to the car.

The 2 were alert by this and ran after him, though they gave up when Riki drove off, speeding till his car was out of their sight. He couldn't help but notice how your hands wandered to your neck, the way you used your sleeve to hide the burn marks. He took a turn, parking on the side of the road.

He silently left the car, arriving a few minutes later with a pharmacy bag. he leaned in and took your belt off, the male pulled your hair out of the way. He mentally winced seeing the wounds that were on her, quite surprised by how she didn't flinch one bit. He gently dabbed the liquid on the burn wound, treating them straight after "Don't think I feel bad or anything, just doing this because you got dragged into my problem." he clarified as he pulled away, glancing at her.

Upon arriving home the girl hugged Yunjin tightly "Yah- Nishimura Riki. I cant fucking believe you, the amount of cigarette burns on this girl." Yunjin scolded as the male ignored her, slipping off his button up, as he was wearing his tank top underneath, he picked up baby Yeseol and gently rocked her, reading the instructions on the bottle, he cautiously fed the baby.

The girl took a quick shower, and came downstairs, her hair was down, and she wore an oversized white sweater that reached just above her knees. She cleaned up the house a little after checking on the baby. it was fairly late at night. Like 2 am. She silently went out into the cold garden as she stared up at the moon.

All the while, Riki was in the kitchen with Haruto, his eyes on the girl, as he felt his heart flutter seeing her. Haruto smirked noticing this "Things after 2 am are just better aren't they Riki? the alcohol tastes better, the women are more beautiful" Haruto said with a smirk as Riki scoffed.

"Not all women. look at y/n she looks like a naked penguin wearing a white table cloth." Riki described as Haruto snickerred "That's some vivid imagery... but I think she's kinda sexy~" The male said with a smirk as Riki downed his glass of whiskey. "Of all pretty girls, you pick the one that looks like a tail-less monkey?" Riki asks as Haruto shook his head.

"Take a closer look Riki... she's beautiful, with and without makeup" He said as he turned to Riki who's eyes were glued on her in the dark of the night, where pretty stars showed off their light, the moon shone it's spotlight on her, and she looked so goddamn breathtakingly.... Stupidly beautiful.

✧𝕆𝕙 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪✧

[genmaichafan]

i did my best boss o7 again almost not following the prompt

no beta we just die

“You know you can tell me anything la Mia preda?”

Donna sat next to you on the long and upscale couch. She sat close but out of arm's reach. Her body language attentively leaned in but open.

You looked deeply into her eyes, sparkling a beautiful brown in the dim artificial lighting of her house. You would love to have gotten lost in them but it would've been rude to ignore her.

“Yeah.” you trailed off into thought despite being aware the answer was not quite good enough.

You always got a sense of danger coming from Donna after she clearly caught wind of your affections. Although you'd thought that you were mostly past the point of being just a lay because well it's been a couple of weeks of hanging out with Donna and there had been none of the aforementioned “laying”. In fact this was the first time you were in Donna's house where you didn’t feel you were in ‘danger’ of being a one night stand. Even if in past times you only made it as far as the door.

Despite the big step you were much more comfortable that you were not just going to be eaten up.

You had the sense in the past people only came in to never come back, whatever reason that was. 

You were not letting yourself be one of those people.

You made sure to try to get to know the real Donna and not just her professor, but damn if she didn't keep you at arm's length.

“Something wrong? You put the smile back on your face.

“No, I'm fine just thinking about you.”

This caused a wry smile to crawl onto Donna's lips.

Ah. there was that sense of danger again.

“You know i don't wanna just sleep with you right?” you couldn't help but blurt out in the moment. While maybe not true to the initial impression you truly meant it. Feeling slight guilt for the initial lusting.

Donna's face shifted into an expression of slight melancholy and culpability.

“What if i told you that's what i wanted from you instead.:

“I wouldn't believe you.”

Despite all Donna tried there was a loneliness about her, big and apparent as an Olympic size swimming pool.

It wasn't immediately fathomable to the average person why she would be. She was quite the popular person on an opinion-al level and mostly kept to herself otherwise.

But to you it seems it was clear as day every one that comes leaves the way they came.

Donna was silent. She could say the opposite but a silent understanding was that it'd be a lie.

“And if you knew the real me, if I actually did want more, would you leave?”

“Never.” you didn't hesitate to answer back.

“ the most amazing part is that i somehow believe you [y/n]”

“Then let me make you more than believe.” you reached a warm hand towards hers. Gently lacing your warm fingers with her icy ones.

She stared at the contact with a shy smile. You've never seen you look so bare.

_________

It's been a couple weeks since you've gotten Donna to open up. You've learned many things about her. A couple of things being:

Donna's is actually shy and embarrassed often enough to see her face flush a bit. Especially when she receives compliments from you nowadays. It seems she really believes you now, and doesn't keep you at arms length.

The few times you had seen Donna eat it had been medium rare meat. You'd offered to cook for her but she insisted that you don't since she was a picky meatatarian. Which you'd tried to scold her about but she assured you that she was as healthy as could be.

She loves cats and she has one of them of her own named Angie: A ragdoll with unique markings.

She's slightly allergic to the sun, and that's why she mostly lives at night.

And while naturally shy she'd learned to be confident in her ‘many’ years alive. (although she barely look 30)

You've noticed that her ears twitch excitedly when she sees you for the first time that day.

And finally noticed that when open she truly loves people and things deeply.

______

You went to knock on Donna's door for the third time this week, and like all the others Donna seemed to have noticed you coming because before you had time to knock she had already opened the  door.

Donna seemed genuinely happy whenever you came over and you could say the same.

“Mi-” she coughed loudly 

“[y/n]- would you like some wine this very late evening?”

“No thank you, I know you don't personally drink.”

Hearing this Donna couldn't help but pull you close to her.

“That's true, I prefer to get drunk on your presenza.”

Wrapping her arms around your waist; Donna smiled at you dreamily.swaying gently while humming, savoring the moment between the two of you. Leaning into the moment you rest your head on her chest.

Making note of,, the lack of heartbeat…?]

Donna was truly enraptured by the moment to notice the worry going on in your head for your lover.

You slowly pulled away.

“Donna, are you feeling well?”

“Better than ever, why?”

“Your heart beats are very faint, I can't hear it.” you half lied.

“Ah, don't worry, that's not a problem.” she gave you an assuring smile.

“It's been like that for a long time.” she assured you. Holding on to your hand leading into the next area of the house. She really did seem ok so you pushed worry and that ever bleeding sense of danger away for the time being.

_____ Donna leads you around to a part of her house that you had seen but really explored before. The most noticeable feature was a slightly ornate door that clearly led to the backyard.

You had never been there but you could tell it was a special place for Donna.

Yet today, She let you in.

It was the most splendid beautiful garden the moonlight could provide.

All the flowers were heavily budding, the various smells of each mixed and perfumed the air in an enchanting way. 

You felt gifted to be shared with this.

“-[y/n]” again she almost called you something else and hesitated. Donna was clearly holding back. 

“I wanted you here specifically tonight because this moon the flowers will bloom, and i wanted it to share it with you [y/n]”

Just like a flower a smile blossomed across your face.

“Thank you, I know how special this place is to you.”

Donna bit her lip and wrapped her arms around your waist once again.

“Of course m-mi tesoro” she paused, not sure if you could understand what was being said “my darling..” 

You beamed in the moonlight as you returned the gesture. Resting your arms on her shoulder, lacing the fingers behind Donna's neck.

Finding yourselves intimately close once again you could feel her exhale against your skin. Her hands moving down to the small of your back. Both your gazes flickering between the others eyes and somewhere lower.

“Mi tesoro, may i kiss you.” you nodded as the distance closed between the two of you. Sharing the first of many kisses. Paying no mind to the now blossoming flowers you had come here for.

[twilghtkoo]

#84 and #110 please for the love foolish series! maybe y/n and haechan had an argument before haechan went out to drink with the dreamies

love foolish

pairings. haechan x (f) reader

genre. comfort fluff

warnings. haechan is drunk

prompts. #84 "it's always gonna be you baby" and #110 "you're pretty." "you're drunk."

prompt list | series masterlist | taglist

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"aye man, you've been staring at your drink since we sat down. what's up?" mark asks, pretty sure he's asking for all the dreamies. haechan's usual cheerful attitude was replaced with a depressed looking haechan. and his quietness during the conversation was unusual.

jaemin nods, "yeah. what's wrong?" he asks, concerned for his friend.

haechan has been staring at his drink since he sat down. his middle finger and thumb gripping the side of the glass as he swirls the drink inside in a circular motion. his mind replaying the argument he had with you before he left your apartment.

he wonders if you are crying right now. are you sad? are you mad at him?

he sighs, "we had a fight."

"who's we?" jisung quesetions, earning a smack on his arm from renjun. "him and yn, idiot." haechan hears renjun scold the youngest.

"what happened?" mark asks.

haechan pursed his lips, lowering his head in self-shame.

"i was being a dick. she has this project she has to work with her classmate and it's a guy and she was on her phone all day texting this guy and i didn't know he was a classmate, let alone someone she has to work with. and i was asking why she was giving this guy more attention than me and..yeah.." haechan tells his members, trailing off towards the end.

jaemin shakes his head, "and you came to drink with us when you have an upset girlfriend at home because?"

haechan sucks his teeth, leaning his back against the wall, slouching. "i don't know if she wants to see me right now." without a thought he reaches over, picking up his drink and downs it with ease.

-

"haechan i need you to work with me here before i just drop you here and let you freeze outside." chenle huffs, finally arriving at your front door. chenle losing rock, paper, scissors and having to drag his best friend up a flight of stairs to your door was not how he expected his night to go. maybe he should've stayed home with daegal.

"hey, how you know my girlfriend's address?" haechan cocks an eyebrow, turning his head (that felt a little bit heavy but that's just the alcohol) to look at him.

chenle knocks on your door again after a bit. "because you gave me the address, idiot." he snaps under his breath.

"not me, you." haechan points at him with his finger and his lips.

finally, chenle hears the sound of you unlocking your door, the sound of angels he thinks. you open the door, hair disheveled as if you had just crawled out of your bed (in which, you did) and your pajamas slightly wrinkled from the previous nights of slumber.

you're standing in front of your drunk boyfriend and his sober friend, rubbing your eye with the palm of your hand.

you don't really say anything, only sheepishly smile at chenle, before helping him carry haechan into your apartment and plopping him on the couch.

"oof."

"sorry, i'm sure he was a pain getting up here." you apologize to chenle.

shaking his head, "well he for sure wasn't getting up here himself like that. sorry for keeping him late and goodnight yn." chenle bids you goodbye before showing himself to the door and quietly leaving.

leaving you and your drunk, mean boyfriend alone.

you let out a deep breath. "haechan let's get you ready for bed." you poke his limp arm that hangs off the couch. his eyes are closed but you’re pretty sure he’s awake.

he groggily shakes his head. “no i want to go to my girlfriend’s.” he whines.

despite how he had made you feel earlier in the day, he was being too cute, you let a small smile lift your lips.

you crouch down to pick up his arm, using all your strength in pulling him to sit up. “haechan you’re here. you’re with me, come on.” you groan.

he pauses sitting up, his drowsy eyes stare up into yours, mouth agape. “yn?” hoping that he isn’t dreaming and that your warmth from your hold on his arm doesn’t go away. 

you nod, “yes it’s me. come on let’s go to bed. i’m tired.”

the ends of his eyes shrink when he smiles. “you’re pretty.”

“you’re drunk.”

he finally lets you pull him off the couch, dragging him to the end of the hall where your bedroom is. “i don’t wanna shower. i wanna lay in bed with you.” he complains.

you huff, “haechan your clothes are dirty. at least wash your body. yeah?”

“no, what if i go in the shower and i come back out and your gone?” he mutters, he pulls away from your hand and slumps himself onto the foot of your bed. 

you stare at him blankly as he tries to unbutton his jeans and shrug them off, you can hear him mumble to himself but it just sounds slurred. 

you shut your eyes and sigh. 

“okay, no shower. lets get your jacket off.”

“and my shirt, it’s hot.” he murmurs.

it’s actually pretty cold in your apartment but you don’t object him. helping him slide out of his clothes without struggling, leaving him in only his briefs.

he scoots himself up to his usual side of the bed when he stays over while you take his clothes and toss them into the hamper. you’ll do a load tomorrow, you tell yourself. 

you crawl back into bed, digging yourself under your comforter as you lie on your side facing your boyfriend. even though he was on the verge of passing out as soon as his head hit the pillow, when he heard you get into bed next to him he instantly scooted closer to you. pulling you in his arms as he tucks his head into the space where your neck and collarbone meet. he debates if he should kiss the skin that is centimeters from his lips, wondering if you’ll get mad at him or annoyed. but he does it anyway, willing to face the consequences. 

yet he drifts off to sleep with a smile on his lips when he feels you kiss the top of his head. 

“it’s always gonna be you baby. get some sleep, we’ll talk tomorrow.” 

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Somewhere More Private*

Kinktober Day 7: Exhibitionism

Emorie x Reader

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A/N: i have off work today, which means I will be writing allllll day. i've been watching fantasy to get myself in the vibe.

cw: exhibitionism, poly, oral(f receiving), fingering, marking, possessive Morrigan, slight dubcon? sort of? not really, but like just a bit

Emerie and Mor have been eyeing you all night at Ritas.

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They'd been watching you dance the whole night. You were well aware. You had welcomed their aroused gazes.

The beautiful blonde and the female Illyrian hadn't spoken to you, yet. But it was just a matter of time.

You were grinding up against a male when you noticed the blonde nudging her partner. Her nostrils were flaring, and she was staring you down. It was almost intimidating.

The Illyrian tried to stop her, but the blonde was storming right over to where you were dancing. You stopped, excusing yourself before meeting her halfway.

"Finally going to talk to me after staring me down all night?" you teased the female.

"Finally going to stop teasing us?"

"Teasing you?" you smirked, quirking an eyebrow up. "I don't even know your name."

"I'm Morrigan," she said with a slight smile. "And my partner over there is Emerie."

"I'm y/n," you introduced.

"Oh, I know."

Before you could press her about that, she gripped your wrist and brought you over to her partner.

"Can we buy you a drink?" Emerie asked you, stroking a hand down your bare arm.

"I like to be sober when I go home with someone," you declined.

"Who says you're going home with us?" Morrigan teased you, her hand squeezing your waist, her voice hot in your ear. You shuddered.

"You've been staring all night," you pointed out, your face flushing.

"Hmm, she's right," Emerie smirked, her hand trailing up the inside of your thigh.

Their touches almost made you moan, but you had to remember where you were. You were in the middle of a crowded bar.

"Shouldn't we go somewhere more private?" you managed.

"Yes, maybe we should," Morrigan cooed, gripping your wrist again.

You had no choice but the follow the two females as they led you out of the bar. You assumed Morrigan was going to winnow you to her home.

But instead, they brought you behind the building and into an alleyway.

"What are you doing?" you asked, glancing around. Anyone could walk by.

"Trust us," Morrigan uttered in your ear.

Morrigan wrapped her arms around you from behind and leaned against the wall, pulling you close to her. Emerie stood before you, stroking your hair out of your face.

"Shouldn't we go back to your home?"

"No, here is perfect," Mor purred, groping your breast in her hand. You moaned, leaning your head back on her shoulder.

You protested as Emerie got on her knees and began pulling your underthings down from beneath your dress.

But when you felt her breath on your heat, you stopped talking altogether.

You closed your eyes, forgetting the risk of this public display as she parted your lips with her tongue.

"Emerie," you moaned.

Morrigan chuckled darkly, kissing your neck as her hands slipped beneath the neckline of your dress and began kneading your breasts.

Morrigan was sucking so sweetly on your neck, leaving marks intentionally. And Emerie's tongue on your core had you biting your lip to keep from making too much noise and attracting attention.

Emerie began sucking sweet spots on your thighs, leaving you marked down there as well. You whined, wanting her mouth back on your core.

"Don't whine," Morrigan scolded.

She pinched your nipple and nipped at your neck, causing you to gasp at the sharp pains.

"S-Sorry," you managed, the words ending in a whimper as Emerie's lips closed around your clit.

Morrigan began sucking and kissing again, soothing the pain in your neck.

Two fingers slid inside of you so slowly that you bucked your hips to increase the friction.

"No, no, be a good girl," Morrigan cooed.

You whimpered again, but it turned to a moan when Emerie's fingers began to pick up in pace.

"Please, please," you moaned in a needy tone.

"Please what?" Morrigan's velvety voice asked you.

"Please let me cum," you begged.

Emerie's lips suctioning your clit combined with your fingers pounding in and out of you, paired with the fact that anyone could walk by at any moment had you an inch away from pleasure.

"Go ahead," Morrigan granted before closing her lips around your neck again, her fingers playing with your nipples.

Your body shook as your orgasm overtook you, trails of pleasure washing over you. Morrigan's amused chuckle made your face go red.

Emerie got to her feet and kissed you before you could protest, her tongue slipping into your mouth. You moaned at the taste of yourself.

"I think she was very good for us," Emerie praised you. You blushed again.

"Yes, I think we should take her home with us," Morrigan decided, giving your nipples one last pinch before taking her hands out from beneath your dress.

"I believe we should keep you," Emerie smirked.

Your head was pounding too much to argue. You nodded in the aftermath of your bliss and let them winnow you back to their home.

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[desperate-gay]

little snip for upcoming alexia fic

“Mami! Mama! Wake up!” Your daughter Maria shouts before jumping on top of both of you, causing you two to jolt up and groan from your previously tangled limbs.

“What did I tell you about doing that, chiquita?” Your wife scolds, sitting upright to wake up, while your daughter frowns at the stern tone.

“Lo siento.” She apologizes, still holding a sad look on her face, before Alexia pulls her in and places multiple pecks all over her face, making the girl giggle. “Mama, save me!” You immediately hook your hands underneath her armpits, lifting her up and shielding her in your arms. Your wife begins to teasingly stalk towards the girl in your embrace and sneak her hand onto her leg, grabbing ahold of it. Maria screams at the feeling of Alexia nibbling at her flesh, acting as if she’s a monster chasing her prey.

The three of you all very awake, stop for a minute to breathe from the playful banter. Your daughter sits on your lap, calming her laughter from all the tickling.

“Are you excited to sleep at abuelas tonight?” Your tone exaggerated to get the little girl more excited.

“Si!”

“Si? Ah, muy bien!” You pull Maria into a big hug while Alexia smiles at the interaction. Nothing makes her swoon more than seeing her wife and daughter speak in her native tongue. “Why don’t you go play downstairs while mami and I get ready, and when we get down there, we’ll make the best breakfast ever!”

“How will it be the best?” Maria pulls back, giving you a questioning look.

“Well, I’ll make some pancakes, and then I’ll force mami to make her famous tortilla espanola.”

“Yay! Thank you, mama!”

“Of course, now go play while you wait. Mami and I gotta get dressed.” You pat her butt, encouraging her to move faster.

Once your daughter is out of the room, Alexia moves on top of you and pins you down. She nuzzles her face in your neck and starts to suck and nip at your warm skin, but as much as you love the sensation, you groan and push her back a little bit, knowing if you allow her to keep going, you’ll never leave the bed.

“Ale, no hickeys! I don’t want to be questioned by your mother when she picks up Ria.” Your protest comes out as a whine as she continues making marks all down your neck, ignoring your light pushes.

“Cover them up then. I can’t help myself. I love it when you call me mami.” She purrs and sucks at one last spot before pulling away to see you all flustered and red. Eventually, you lean up, making the Catalan above you smirk, thinking you’ll give in to her seduction.

Instead, you hover right over her lips and whisper, “Be careful, baby, or you won’t get your gift tonight.” With that, you peck her lips and quickly slide out from beneath her to head into your closet. Her face looks as vulnerable and confused as a kicked puppy after your rushed admission.

“Gift? What gift? Amor!”

[silverynight]

Friendship bite

Sometimes when Genya turns temporarily into a demon or gets his demonic abilities by eating a piece of them, he not only behaves differently during the fight but afterwards as well.

Although he hisses and growls at other slayers, sometimes he hits them, he doesn't actually do that in order to hurt them.

However, he behaves in a slightly different way when Tanjirou's around. The redhead doesn't understand, but tries to help him as much as he can until all the effects disappear.

His attitude changed a lot after he finally made friends with Tanjirou. Genya bares his teeth at any slayer or kakushi that gets too close to him and yet he usually puts his arms around Tanjirou and doesn't let go of him for a while.

"This is really creepy," Zenitsu comments once, prompting Genya to growl and pull Tanjirou closer to himself.

"It's not!" Tanjirou scolds the blond. "If doing this gives him the ability to save innocent people then–"

"I'm not talking about him eating part of demons!" Zenitsu cuts him off, irritated. "I mean right now. Whatever he's doing to you."

Genya snarls, but calm down when Tanjirou runs his fingers through his hair.

"He's just holding me."

Zenitsu rolls his eyes, but doesn't say anything else.

***

"Can I bite you, Tanjirou?"

They just came back from a difficult mission and they're both in Genya's room; he asked Tanjirou to say until the effects were completely gone. His eyes are completely black and his teeth are still a bit sharp, but he looks better.

"Genya, you're my friend, but that doesn't mean I'll let you hurt me–"

"I don't want to hurt you!" The taller boy interrupts, looking outraged. Then, after a couple of seconds, he turns completely red before adding: "I just... want to leave a mark on you. Because I-I... I feel like I need to!"

He looks so distressed and embarrassed Tanjirou pulls him into a hug. Maybe the need he has is because part of him feels like a demon now...

"Why?"

The question just makes him look even more flustered.

"I want to see the mark of my teeth on your skin," Genya says, before groaning in embarrassment and covering his face with both hands. "So they know you're mine!"

Tanjirou is sure everyone knows they're friends already, but this seems really important to Genya. Do demons mark their friends? Do demons have friends at all?

"Will it make you feel better?"

"Yes!"

Tanjirou blinks at Genya's intensity and feels him nuzzling against his neck and shoulder.

"Okay. But try not to be too–"

"I'll be gentle, I promise!"

Tanjirou has to unbutton his uniform a bit to expose his left shoulder, Genya blushes even more at the sight of it.

The redhead almost jumps when he feels a kiss before the teeth sink into his shoulder. It hurts, but just a little and Genya pulls away quickly.

"Well..."

"Wait. I'll clean the wound," Genya says happily; Tanjirou hadn't seen him like that before and he's glad he agreed to this.

After he takes care of the wound, he nuzzles against it, presses his lips on it and sighs, content, before pulling Tanjirou into his lap.

Unfortunately, Aoi sees the mark a couple of days later.

"What's that?" She asks, by her expression it seems like she doesn't like it already. "A demon bit you?"

"It was Genya, actually. We had a mission together and he had to turn into a demon in order to protect me. Biting me made him feel better." Tanjirou explains calmly.

Aoi facepalms herself and takes a deep breath before looking at Tanjirou again.

"Why did you let him?"

"It seems to calm him down!"

"Tanjirou..." She takes a deep breath. "Even though we don't know much about demons and how their body works we know certain things... Kocho-san has mentioned that some of them like to put a mark on someone else so other demons know they belong to them."

"So Genya wants to let everyone know we're friends! I don't see the problem with that," Tanjirou smiles at Aoi.

"It's a mating bite!"

"Mating? I don't understand..."

"Of course you don't!" She huffs, rubbing her temples. "It's... fine. I'll tell Genya he needs to talk to you about... this."

"Alright..." Tanjirou doesn't know why she's making a big deal out of this. He's sure there's nothing to worry about.

"Great. And Don't. Tell. Anyone."

"Okay?"

He feels so lost.

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Chapter 3, part 1

“Here with Me”

Chapter one Sneak Peek Ch.2 Chapter two

🔞MDNI 🔞🚫🚫🛑

TW-mentions blood, gore. contains smut.

Taglist- @glitterypirateduck @eustassarm

a/n credit to the artist for the gif. The picture for this one. The artist @namedlunagoddess

König finished up his shower while getting dressed he changed his snipers hood looking in the mirror he touched his face. Running his fingers over the light pink scars that covered his face. He touched the one that went across his lips close to his nose.

“Would she like me if she saw my face?”

“Will it always end the same way, will she be scared of me.”

“Will she find me repulsive?”

“Nein! I shouldn’t think like this!”

König scold himself internally. He didn’t want to ruin his chances with this is little sparrow. The way she looked at him made his heart flutter.

Pulling his hood down he made his last minute finishing touches to his gear and vest. He left his room walking to the briefing room. As he arrived he saw Ghost, Soap and Gaz waiting outside while Laswell and Captain Price were talking with (y/n).

He watched her as she was tucking her hair away into her balaclava. She adjusted her tactical gear to her curves. She laughed about something with Price. That made König heart flutter but break at the same time. He wanted to be the one to make her laugh and smile.

But he pushed those thoughts away. He had to focus on the mission at hand.

Price gestured for the men to enter, as they all sat she stayed standing beside Laswell.

Throughout the briefing König partially focused but he kept looking at her they way she stood and how she shifted her weight to both feet. She pulled one of her gloves off and her small hand had little scars on it.

König tilted his head slightly focusing on the scars on her hands.

“Bite marks”

König whispered to himself.

After the briefing she walked out first and König stood up quickly shuffling his way past all the guys to catch up to her as she made her way to the tarmac. She stepped out side and let out a slight growl. She shivered a bit then looked up beside her. She smiled awkwardly to him and looked down.

“Excuse me, sorry it’s a thing that happens to me when I get a bit ummm, nervous or excited.”

He watched her and smiled at her little growl. Under his hood he was burning up so much that his cargo pants became tighter. His cock quivered so much it was leaking precum on his boxers. He shifted himself awkwardly hoping she didn’t see him.

She board the plane holding her gear she stuffed in the cargo holds while waiting for everyone to board. König took this opportunity to sit with her. She sat next to him while he towered over her watching her everyone movement.

König POV

Watching her sit next to me, made me want to grab her and sit her on my lap where she belonged. Just watching her bounce her leg while sitting next to me made me get more anxious by the moment. She had no idea the things she did to me. The black out tactical gear she wore made her curves stick out out leaving very little to imagination.

She pulled off her helmet and her balaclava. The way she chews on her lower lip when she’s nervous is adorable. I even noticed she bites on her tongue slightly when she’s focused. She plays with her gear as we are in the air.

2 Hours Later

“Wake Up Sparrow, your up!”

König jolts up seeing that the seat next to him is empty. He sits up looking around seeing Ghost adjusting Sparrows gear and her vest where chest and back plates are located. She looks up to Ghost and he leans down next to her whispering something to her and she nods her head to him.

Without thinking König jumps up to his feet. Taking a few steps to his little sparrow he touched her shoulder.

“Bitte, wait sparrow”

She turns around to face him. She looks up to him with her beautiful smile and orange eyes.

“Yes Kö”

“Bitte, be careful”

“You be careful, Kö. The enemy down there have no idea what they are about to face. I’ll see you down on the ground soon.”

The pilot gives the signal she walks over to the ramp she turns around smiling to König she waved to him and falls back.

König jumps immediately rushing over to the ramp.

“Was zum Teufel, sie hat keinen Fallschirm.”

“Lieutenant Ghost!”

“She jumped without a parachute”

Ghost looked at him and spoke in his stern Manchester accent.

“König she’s fine. Our drop off is coming up I suggest you gear up and be ready.”

Back on the ground.

Landing on the balls of her feet she looked around waiting for the smoke to settle. She looked to the horizon waiting for the sunlight to poke through the smoke. She smirked at the light and growled. Her eyes went from green to blue then red. She pulled her glove off. Lifting her hand to her mouth.

She bit down on her hand in between her thumb and index finger. The sounds of men yelling orders the sounds of static waves coming from the enemies radio. All sound ceased to exist to her ears as she transformed into her beast form. All her senses heighten. Her apex predator form was taken. She charged into the field.

With the wave of her claws she spilled blood and guts on the field. The sounds of cries and men screaming all echoed around her. She approached one of the men that lied on the ground crawling back away from her. Begging for his life.

“Please have mercy please!?”

The man crawling back away from her held a pistol behind him the trigger already cocked back waiting for the right moment.

“You cry for mercy now. What about when you sold the women into slavery and sex trade did they beg for mercy.”

“Please p…p…p….please spare me”

The man on the ground pulled the gun from behind him and pulled the trigger. She fell back and laid on the ground for a moment. The man stood up laughing at her. But when he walked over to her she immediately jumped up with her hands clasped around his neck she smiled to him.

“My skin is like diamond. My bones are flexible but stronger then any steel known to man. My bones or my flesh cannot be hurt easily by your weak weapons.”

She squeezed his neck. All life from his body cease to exist. His limbs stopped moving. The life is his eyes drained. His pulps shrunken to pinpoints. She casted his body aside and looked up to sky and her watch.

The sounds of men yelling and retreating in the distance. She had a mission to enter the bunker and disable all the weapons and equipment they had hidden under there and regroup with the men.

Which they were 5 miles away from where she was located at this moment.

As she entered the building the sounds of men screaming and shouting all came to a halt. She exited the building covered in flesh and blood.

Her face covered in blood.

She looked to the skies.

She held the intel in her chest pocket as she slowly departed to meet up with the TF and Price.

Meanwhile

König tore through the field like a mad man on a mission. All he could think of was his little sparrow where was she and he wanted to find her and protect her away from harm.

*static*

“König”

“König where the hell are you?!”

“König they knew we were coming, we need to regroup. Soaps been hit we need to-”

König felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. Quickly turning around he saw he was hit in his shoulder by a sniper. How could he have missed them. He’s always been so careful.

Running to hide behind a pillar he sat there holding his shoulder.

“Bravo Team, does any copy me?”

“Bravo Team I’ve been hit, I’m trapped. Enemy sniper has me pinned.”

He sat behind the pillar looking up whispering under his breath in his mother tongue.

“Nur wenn wir mehr Zeit hätten, mein kleiner Spatz. Ich würde dir mein Zuhause zeigen und die Welt in deine schönen kleinen Hände legen. Mein orangefarbener Augensperling.”

“Only if we had more time, my little sparrow. I would show you my home and put the world in your beautiful little hands. My orange eye sparrow.”

He closed his eyes the blood draining from his arm. He held his pistol in his hands ready for whoever was nearing him.

A guttural groan and a shriek echoed around him. König opened his eyes quickly. Holding his knife and gun ready for whatever made that sound.

“Kö”

“Kö are you there.”

“Schatz”

“It’s me Sparrow. Are you hurt?”

She ran over to him. Covered in blood and dirt she kneeled down between his legs. She had him lean forward onto her shoulder. She examined his wound.

“It went through thats a good sign. But this is gonna hurt like hell I’m sorry I’m advance.”

“Wait what-?!”

The sounds of his yelling and muffled into her shoulder. He gripped her thighs and waist as she gripped his wound closed and sealed it closed with her powers.

The moment he gripped her thighs and waist she let out a moan biting her bottom lip at his contact. She realized what had just happened her face turned so hot and red. Her eyes changed from blue to yellow and pink. She didn’t want him to see her eyes. The way he grabbed her made her become aroused.

This wasn’t the time and place for these kind of thoughts to pop up in her head but she couldn’t help it.

She thought of the ways König would manhandle her in the bedroom.

The way his strong large veiny hands touching her plush thighs as they work their way up to her waist. The small pinches he would do on his way to her ass. Gripping her ass so aggressively causing her back to arch. The small moans escaping her plump pink swollen lips. From all the kisses he gave her but the way he would bite her lips after every kiss the way he explored her mouth with his tongue. Teeth clashing against each other. The kisses getting more hungrier every second.

His hands making their way up the valley of her breast the way his hands fit over her breast. He would knead her breast while he dives into her sopping wet pussy.

His tongue swirling around her overly sensitive stimulated clit. The sounds of his sucking and slurping up her juices.

“Sparrow? Schatz?”

“(Y/N) Meine Liebe?!”

“Are you here with me?”

She was pulled from her thoughts about him. She realized he hand his hands on her lower back looking at her at close proximity. Feeling his breath on her neck made her shiver. Her eyes pink. She stared at him blushing.

“Schatz what does it mean when your eyes are pink”

“Umm well?”

“König?! König!? This is Bravo Team what’s your 20!?”

Captain Price hollered over the radio. Their moment ruined yet again. The sounds of gunfire and explosions came all back to them. They quickly pulled apart and she helped him back up to his feet. Her eyes changed again but back to green.

“We should head out now”

“Ja”

End of part one. Next part coming soon

a/n-Water marks are all visible