#babyboy knows where he belongs

[estcaligo]

…………..do I even need say anything………….

[chapel-of-rizztual]

little dew? 🙏🙏

cw: age regression, regressed ghouls.

Dew’s off the bus and in Aether’s arms before the bus even came to a stop. He runs straight into him, knowing Aether will catch him, he always does. He jumps into him, wrapping his legs around Aether’s hips and rubs his cheek against Aether’s, a purr already rumbling Through his chest. 

“Missed me, firefly?” Aether hums, rubbing his cheek against Dew’s.

“No.” Dew buries his face into Aether’s neck, nosing along his scent gland, inhaling the rich, sweet plum-like scent he’s missed so much. 

Aether smiles at him, running a hand through Dew’s hair, letting the strands fall through his fingers like water. 

“I missed you too.” He presses a kiss to the side of Dew’s head. “So much, you have no idea.”

Dew feels the edges of his mind start to go fuzzy, the feeling of being safe back in Aether’s arms and the sweet comforting scent of him clouded his brain. 

He pulls away from Aether’s neck.  “A-aeth..!” His voice is slow and thick, a look of panic crosses over his face. 

Aether knows that voice, know that slight wobble and the look on his face. 

“Oh, my baby.” He runs his fingers through Dew’s  hair again. “Are you dropping already?” 

He’d expected Dew to drop at some point during their reunion, although he’d thought it would have happened a little later in the day, but he can’t complain about it, anytime he got to spend with Dew he’ll treasure. 

“I don’t-I’m sorry, Aeth. I ruined it, I’m sorry.” There are tears already welling in his eyes. 

Aether holds Dew closer to him, guiding Dew’s head so it’s resting on his shoulder.  “Oh, babyboy. You haven’t ruined anything, I promise.” 

Dew sniffles into his shoulder.  “But-but I wanted- we could-we.” His words start to slur the longer he goes on. 

Aether turns and heads towards the ghouls den, towards his room. 

“Don’t you worry about that, my darling. You just do what you need to do, I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.” 

Dew hums, all fight drained from his body as he allows that fuzzy feeling to take over his brain. He lets Aether carry him through the abbey, clinging to him as he slips his thumb into his mouth. 

“That’s it, there we go.” Aether kisses the top of his head. “I think there’s a pacifier and a blankie of yours hidden in my room somewhere.” 

“B-blankie?” Dew mumbles around his thumb.

“Yeah that’s right, baby. We’ll get you nice a wrapped up. Nice a snuggly.” 

Dew hums, playing with Aether’s hair, twisting a few stands of hair around his finger. 

Aether makes it back to his room fast and lays Dew down gently on his bed. Dew gives a little wiggle, getting comfy in Aether’s bed sheets. 

Aether rummages around in the bottom of his closet looking for Dew’s collection of little things. He finds the box easily, exactly where he left it last time before Dew went off on tour, and pulls out the things he’ll need. He grimaces a little as he pulls out the blanket, blue with multicoloured fish all over it. That wasn’t Dew’s blanket. 

He hold up the blanket for Dew to see.  “Okay, so, it might not be your blankie but I’m sure Rain won’t mind you using his.” 

Dew eyes it suspiciously before breaking out into a smile around his thumb and making grabby hands towards the blanket. 

“Rainy.” He mumbled.

“Yeah that’s right, it’s Rains.”  Aether feels relief wash over him that Dew didn’t kick off and throw a tantrum over it not being his blanket. He’s very particular with his blankets. 

Aether carefully pulls the clothes Dew has been travelling in off and replaces them with a soft fleece hoodie of his -one without a hood because Dew hates the feeling it touching the back of his neck- and some pyjama pants that once belong to Cumulus. They’re a little big on Dew, but they’re his favourite. 

“Okay, ready to get all wrapped up? Get nice and snuggly in your blankie.” 

Dew doesn’t respond, just suck at his thumb, looking up at Aether with big eyes.

Aether quickly wraps Dew up in the Blanket, pulling his thumb from his mouth and replacing it with his pacifier. He can tell Dew is fighting regressing further, he can see the fight in his eyes and hopes that getting him feeling safe and secure will get him to let go fully. 

Once he has Dew fully swaddled and secure he picks him up so he can sit down on his bed where Dew was just laying. He cradles Dew close to him, making sure to support his head on his arm. Dew let’s out a sigh before the tiniest little purr starts to rumble through his chest, kneading biscuits into the inside of the blanket. 

At some point Dew must have fallen asleep because the next thing he remembers is waking up still in Aether’s arms. His head is still fuzzy, if not even fuzzier now. He lets out a little whine, rubbing his cheeks against Aether’s chest. 

“Oh, hi sleepy boy.” Aether coos down at him, brushing some stray hairs from his face. Dew sucks on the pacifier that’s still in his mouth, looking up at Aether with still sleep heavy eyes. 

“Did you have a good sleep, baby? Was that what you needed, hmm?” Aether knows that Dew won’t respond to him, he’s too little for words right now, but not talking to the little ghoul felt wrong. 

Dew blinks you at him and stifles a yawn around his pacifier, leaning to rest his head back on Aether’s chest. 

Aether chuckles at him, running his thumb on Dew’s chin, wiping away some of the drool that had spilled from Dew’s mouth. 

“Oh yeah, that was a good nap, hmm. You were knocked out for nearly two hours, baby.” 

As expected Dew doesn’t say anything, the only sound coming from him is the sound of him sucking on the pacifier. 

Aether presses a kiss to Dew cheek making the smaller ghoul go crosseyed as he tried to look at Aether when he’s so close to his face. 

“I missed this so much, you know? I missed you so much.” He kisses his cheek again. “My bed feels too big and too cold without my little spitfire taking up all the space and keeping me warm.” 

Aether sends a quick text off the Mountain, the ding of the notification he gets back immediately makes Dew jump.  “Oh, was that too loud for you, babyboy? I’m sorry darling.” 

He flicks his phone on silent, just incase anyone else messages him.  “When you’re big again you can tell me all about your, I can’t wait to hear all your stories.” 

Aether wipes more drool from Dew’s chin, wiping it into his own shirt. “I know you got up to all kinds of mischief.” 

The door to Aether’s bedroom opens and Mountain shyly ducks his way into the room holding a bottle filled with warm milk. 

“Look what Mountain got for you, baby.” Aether gives Dew a gentle nudge and his unfocused eyes skim around the room, setting on Mountain.

Mountain smiles sweetly at him as he takes a seat next to Aether on his bed.  “Hi, little baba.” 

He passes the bottle to Aether who takes it from him and shakes it front of Dew.  “You want this, baby? Want to get your little belly nice and full?”

Mountain removes the pacifier from Dew’s mouth Making the smaller ghoul whine and cry out in destress. Mountain rubs at his cheek with his thumb.  “Oh, babyboy, there’s no need for that. Look what Aether has for you.” 

Dew cries out again, trying to chase Mountain’s thumb into his mouth. Aether taps the rubber nipple against Dew’s bottom lip letting a few drops of milk drip into his mouth. Dew squeaks, opening his mouth wider to allow the rubber into his mouth. 

“There we go, that’s  much better, hmm?” Aether coos him as Dew starts sucking and drinking the milk down. 

Mountain rubs at Dew’s belly through the blanket. “That tasty, little one? I put some honey in it for you, I know you like it a little sweeter.”  Dew sighs out of his nose, letting out a contented hum. 

“Such a good boy, aren’t you? Drink it all down, get your belly all warm and full.” 

Aether tips the bottle back a little further allowing Dew to suckle a little easier. 

Dew hums again, purring in between swallows. He gets just over halfway through before he can feel his eyes dropping, the feeling of his belly getting fuller and fuller with each passing second making his eyes feel heavy. The quiet conversation Aether and Mountain are having over him comforts him even more, their hushed voices making the tiredness in his eyes feel even heavier. He falls back asleep just like that, still sucking at the half finished bottle in his mouth while Mountain and Aether coo and fuss over him. 

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Hot take of the day is Gwynriel has loads of chemistry and Elucien plenty of potential but I’d still rather see Elriel together for the sake of the plot…

What I mean by that is I think an Azriel/Gwyn & Elain/Lucien love story is the path of least resistance for SJM. It fits perfectly into the “everyone is mated and happy together” stereotype much more so than Elain/Az, especially if (as most people predict) Emerie and Mor also wind up together.

I love the Valkeryies and their relationship too much for them to just be absorbed by the IC and that’s exactly what I feel would happen if we get Gwyn/Az, Elain/Lucien, and Emerie/Mor. If Azriel winds up with Gwyn it’s highly likely we’ll get an “i told you so” moment from Rhys who will continue believing he is right about everything and that its totally okay to control the lives of his so called family. Nessian will remain strong and Nesta will be even further solidified in the Night Court (FREE HER) if her two closest friends become IC equivalents.

On the Elain side of things, so many people seem to imply her being with Lucien would be an escape from the Night Court but Rhys wants Elain with Lucien because it’s a way to drag Lucien further into the Night Court. He’s already using their bond to manipulate diplomacy with Lucien and no matter where Lucien ends up, if he’s mated to Elain he will be stuck with strong ties to the Night Court and so will she.

I think Elain/Azriel are the only option that could really push and fuel change for the IC. Rhys drawing a line in the sand about their relationship forces the members of the inner circle to genuinely have to pick sides and I think it would really push Feyre and Nesta to confront their own relationships with their mates and the Night Court. And honestly I’ve always found it ironic that so many people use the “Elain doesn’t belong in the Night Court” argument against Elriel because Azriel doesn’t belong in the Night Court either.

As early as ACOMAF Azriel tells Feyre he doesn’t feel like he belongs in the NC. We’ve seen countless times throughout the series he is left out, ignored, and manipulated by his so called family. People like Rhys and Mor who are the “closest” to him have admitted to being lowkey afraid of him, most of the IC admits they know little about his thoughts/feelings, and its not one of his oldest friends but Nesta who comforts him while he isolates himself during a holiday when he’s feeling like absolute trash because he feels that lonely and unworthy.

I think it would make perfect sense for Azriel to leave the Night Court with Elain, maybe even with Nesta and the Valkeryies considering both him and Nesta have been tied to the Dawn Court now and Nesta made a point of saying she is not a member of the NC. I’m not saying we’d get a full on Nessian break up (I can dream) or that Feyre is going to leave Rhys (SJM will never do this) but I do think Nesta and Feyre would both pull for their sister’s happiness. Especially for Nesta, I feel like part of why she takes how Cassian and the IC treats her is because she feels worthless and doesn’t think she deserves better, but if there’s anyone Nesta will stand up for it’s Elain and hearing that Rhys is manipulating her love life could be such a good catalyst for this girl to move on (my dream crack theory, she leaves Cas in Elains book, Lucien’s book is Autumn Court centered and we get a Nesta/Eris redemption romance arc)

Overall I think the effects that would result from Az leaving the NC with Elain however it happens has the potential for the most complex and intriguing story. I’m sure both Gwynriel and Elucien could be perfectly happy couples, if they get books I will read them and they will probably be fine because SJM knows how to write romance (tho sometimes, I have my doubts recently 👀) but these two relationships don’t have much potential to spark the big changes in the ACOTAR universe Id like to see for the Archeron sisters (and babyboys Az and Lucien). If SJM doesn’t keep doing weird things like the necklace situation, I think Elain and Azriel make perfect sense as a couple and the breaking of the status quo they symbolize is just what the world at large needs.

[f10werfae]

Could you write where tom Holland getting jelly of a random older man trying to seduce his older woman gf reader! Pls I need that

“Babyboy what’s wrong with you?” Y/n pouted combing back her husband’s hair as her newborn babygirl was coddled against her chest, her tiny fists held onto Y/n’s loose top (which helped when she needed breastfeed the little one while they were out)

“That old fucker was clearly trying to get in your pants WHILE you were breastfeeding our princess” Tom scoffed sitting back onto the diner booth they were sitting at, “Tom baby, he was my age, and even so, you saw how I said I was busy with my family” She giggled seeing his face all furrowed with jealousy, his lips held in a tight line making him look like he had a frog in his mouth. “Still. He has some nerve trying to seduce my wife in front of me and my daughter”

“S’okay baby me and pretty princess here know who daddy is, don’t we sweetpea?” Tom’s heart fluttered at being called daddy, he still hadn’t gotten used to it, but he couldn’t get enough of it. In and out of the bedroom. He watched as Y/n propped up their baby as if she was standing up, the cute little tot yawning with that newborn scrunch she still had.

“Plus i’ll show you later on just how much of me belongs to you, how about that babyboy?”

[aseriesofunfortunatejan]

Speaking of parallels, and yes I should really make an alt blog where I pretend to be a different person so the tag looks like more than one person has Akudama Drive brainrot, despite AD having a bunch of great parallels, the Courier/Cutthroat alleged mirror has always fallen flat for me.

It's the first one you'd notice, being that their promotional profiles show the exact same body measurements. Whenever someone points that out, someone else will answer "because they're meant to be foils of each other, duh," but... how so?

To me, other characters like Pupil and Hoodlum have stronger parallels going on.

Even if we admit it's all about Cutthroat seeming like Swindler's main ally at first, only for this role to actually belong to Courier - first off, I never actually believed that, because it all starts with Courier not being careful with his fucking money.

I guess they both have purple eyes and sort of a bowl cut...? It all seems like something's missing to make it work. It seems to me that they don't have important interactions or actions that parallel each other.

Before the anime concluded, I remember myself and other viewers trying to come up with theories that would link the two. I somewhat recall someone thinking they were made in a laboratory. But in the end, nothing happened. Their role didn't particularly mirror each other.

All of this to say, I did find something yesterday when I was proofreading my Wiki edits. Wait for it... ....

They both have a ~dead mom~

...It's just that Cutthroat's dead mom is a manga-exclusive flashback, so clearly, something's off. We don't even know if this was intended by the directors or invented by Rokurou Ogaki, that I'm aware. Do you think we can ask him which stories weren't his?

The thing is, the only way I can really look at it is that Courier is really... a victim all throughout, whereas Cutthroat was in control and responsible for what happened. As a matter of fact, is it a publicly known fact that Cutthroat killed his mom? If it were the case, it could explain Courier's clearly pre-existing disdain for him displayed in Episode 9. That's just never said.

It really feels like it's missing. The story I'm suggesting here is rather compelling, in my opinion, and does create a parallel between them. It makes sense that Courier wouldn't acknowledge his feelings, but isn't it compelling to think about the possibility that the entire way, up until Episode 9, Courier was secretly yet actively disgusted by Cutthroat? It would do wonders for his characterisation.

(My babyboy..............)

Especially when Doctor repeats time and time again that he's a "feminist". Clearly, even though he doesn't want to admit it, this dialogue is a hint for the viewer that Courier doesn't like killing women.

... Something our misogynistic king Cutthroat loves to do.

Then again, what role does their fucking BMI play into this? We know Akudama Drive turned out a little rushed in the end (with the Director's Cut being the ultimate proof - literally all that constituted the ending was cut from the TV run for time). Is it possible that there was originally an intention from the creators to have a parallel between Courier and Cutthroat be more on the nose... that was eventually cut for time?

I can find ways in which they're completely opposed, but I could probably do that between Cutthroat and Hoodlum too if I wanted to. They're just different characters with different stories, personalities, and goals. To say Cutthroat and Courier's differences are more important is a bias based on the supposition that they have the same body measurements for a reason. If it's just their physique - and 99% of Akudama Drive fans don't know about Cutthroat's dead mom - then there's no parallel to speak of.

But is this all a misunderstanding, or could there have been a version of Akudama Drive that put an accent on these two characters' similarities and differences? (One that Komatsuzaki, who was seemingly more involved with the initial designing process while Cindy Yamauchi was more involved with the way the actual anime turned out, might have still thought major, for example. Not that this is proof of anything, because he is known to draw whoever the hell he wants and to sometimes make surprising choices.)

So far, I can find more hints that some girls I've met and I are meant to be foils of each other.

...Ultimately, I'm only upset about it because I crave it.

Imagine if there were actually something major about these two major characters. A discrete but meaningful link. Something that really did join and oppose them in particular. A Cool Theme.

What we do have, in the end, besides the same BWH, is this: Courier's mom was killed, which was heartbreaking for him, whereas Cutthroat killed his own mom, which was The Shit for him. Courier avoids killing if he can (allegedly - there's a clear hint that he's a hypocrite) while Cutthroat seeks that. Courier doesn't kill women, whereas Cutthroat loves that shit. Again, unfortunately, that's just if you believe there's something g-

...Why is this screencap so bisexual coloured...? I swear I didn't edit this.

Anyway... Again, unfortunately, that's just if you believe there's something going on between them in the first place.

Watch this: "Hoodlum didn't kill his mom (most likely), while Cutthroat killed his. Hoodlum avoids killing, while Cutthroat seeks that. Hoodlum doesn't kill women*, which Cutthroat clearly does. Hoodlum has purple CLOTHES while Cutthroat has purple EYES..."

...My assumption is that Courier and Cutthroat were meant to be foils, but it fell flat. End post

*...Up until he does. But it was just the one time, give him a break. Beside, my point here is this: if you're just comparing characters to Cutthroat, you can find any point of difference, that actually doesn't really mean anything. Cutthroat isn't known to only kill women, so it doesn't really matter.

[lokisprettygirl]

Request for Dom CEO Reader x Sub Loki where loki is needy and reader decided to torture him more by cockwarming or the opposite loki torture reader when she is needy

It's always the loki that's going to be needy in this au😭😭🔥🔥

Read previous parts here

Dom CEO Reader x Sub Loki Part 9

Warning: 18+ Minors DNI, Cockwarming, Sub loki, degradation kink, dirty talk, whiny loki, dacryphilia, Mommy kink

You clicked on the keys of your laptop, it was around 6 pm and he was getting really impatient. You smiled as you looked at him fidgeting in his seat. He was on the edge, you have been on a trip and he couldn't come with you for obvious reasons. You just returned this morning, kissed the heck out of him, humped his cock and then sent him back to his office with a raging hardon. 

"Can we get home early today?" He asked you and you shook your head,

"You know we can't babyboy, this deal has to be signed by tomorrow" he groaned internally as he got up from his seat and walked around the desk to get to you, he got behind your chair and placed his arms on the desk on either side of you. The smell of his perfume intoxicated you, you have been craving him too but it was fun to tease him until he was a mess. 

"Mommmy.." he whispered in your ear as he leaned down and you smiled

"What baby?" 

"Hii" he smiled as he kissed on your neck 

"Hiii sweetheart" you cooed and that made him whimper, he was so weak for you, the way you could just melt him into a puddle never failed to get his dick hard. He flipped your chair around and you squealed,

"Pay attention to me please? It's been four days, I didn't touch myself in your absence" he took his coat off and your face was inches away from his clothed bulge so you leaned forward and placed a kiss on it, he moaned at the gesture

"Mmm I know baby, I saw how good you have been for mommy" you mumbled softly as you rubbed your palm over his bulge. He threw his head back as the sensation felt soothing. You skyped him two days ago, he was sprawled out on the bed, all naked and hard, his cock leaking precum but he wasn't allowed to touch himself, not even a stroke.

You teased him by whispering filthy words and he could only hump his hips into the air desperately, wanting to feel something but he wasn't allowed to touch. He looked flushed, his face soaked with tears, you almost gave in but he didn't want you to give in, he wanted you to make him suffer, only you were allowed to bring him pleasure and relief. His cock belonged to you now.

"Mmm I'm your good boy, pleasee I need you now" he begged, his voice was soft and whispery.

"But mommy has to work for an hour more, can you wait sweet little thing? Or you're just a whore who wants to be played with?" You asked him as you unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out , how did you expect him to hold after this? He tip was swollen with need and it looked too tempting to not have a taste of him so you gave him a kitten lick, he shuddered at the action 

"Can't wait mommy, can't wait an hour pleasee, just do something, I'll be a good boy and take it..just something.. anything" his eyes teared up and you smiled, he looked so pathetic and you wanted to torture him more and more so you stood up, made him sit down on the chair, you asked him to take his clothes off and he did it instantly, in a few seconds he was all bare from neck to toe. The ac was on but you could see the precipitation forming on his chest. You took your panties off, the sight of your naked CFO on your chair was enough to make you gush so you turned around, pulled your skirt up, and sat down on his cock, he groaned loudly as he felt constricted by your tights walls wrapping around him.

"Fuckkk mommy I love you. Thank you..ohh thank you" he whispered in your ear as he moaned, you turned the chair towards the desk again and started working, even though it was getting nearly impossible to focus when he felt so good inside you, you have missed him as much as he missed you

"Now be a good fucking boy for me, warm my pussy until I'm done working, I don't want to hear you whining anymore okay?" You told him sternly and he latched his lips onto your neck, he brought his hands to your front and unbuttoned your shirt so he could play with your breasts 

"I'm so hard, can you feel me? that's what you do to me, I thought about you every second" he whispered in your ear and you bit on your lips, it felt so hot to be sitting on top of his naked body, right in your office,

"I can feel every inch of you, such a slutty little boy, anybody could walk in from the door and see you like this, you know that? What would they think of you?" The door was locked, nobody was there, you knew that. He knew that but the filth that came out of your mouth enticed him, he loved it when you degraded him like that because he knew how much you adored him outside the sexual play, he knew that you'd never allow anyone to even lift a finger at him. 

"Mmmm they'll call me a whore mommy, boss's little whore..more..tell me more..humiliate me pleassee " he moaned loudly and his breath hitched as you tightened your muscles around him

"They'll make fun of you behind your back, you won't be a respectable CFO anymore, just another desperate whore willing to sleep with his boss to get on top" 

"Oh yess yess..that's what I am..that's my true worth.. fuckk oh fuckk " he breathed heavily as you ground on hips ever so slightly, his cock was pulsating inside you and you could feel yourself dripping on him. He wrapped his arms around your hips and rolled it in circles, he was so desperate and it made you desperate too.

"Can't stay still now can you?" You asked him and he shook his head

"Please I can't..I can't..it's..it's unbearable.. mommy please please please" he started to sob and as soon as you heard the first sniffle you stood up, turned around and then you straddled him, his cock slipped inside your pussy again and you moved up and down slowly

"Better? That's what you're crying for right my babybug?" 

You cooed again and he nodded, you wiped the tears off his face and kissed him sloppily, god you have missed him. 

"I won't last mommy i'm sorry I'm soo sorry..can I cum please..please?" He sobbed again and that swelled your heart 

"Cum inside me now baby, fill me up…I love you so much" he combusted quickly, he just needed you to say the words. He moaned your name loudly as he filled you up with his warm cum, you loved the effect you had on him even after being with him for more than a year. You feared to see the day he wouldn't respond to you like this. Once he calmed down he pressed his thumb on your clit and rubbed you until you came for him too. He'd never leave you hot and bothered.

You wrapped your arms around him, and placed your forehead down on his as you breathed heavily

"Are you okay little baby?" You asked him softly and he smiled as he leaned back into the chair

"I'm perfect, I have missed you darling" he caressed your cheeks with his thumb and you smiled, but then his smile dissipated slowly and that concerned you

"What's wrong baby?" You furrowed your brows and he pulled you closer to him. The fear and insecurities he had never went away, sometimes you felt too good to be true.

"Nothing it's just.. people in the office have been gossiping about someone you have been seeing..just rumors I think but.. I just ..it bothers me a little" you smiled as you heard him. 

"Silly nugget, I think they're talking about you, you know I would never hurt my baby right?" You whispered softly and he nodded.

 He never wanted to hurt you either, you own every pathetic part of him, he never thought he'd find anyone he could be so open with in every way. 

"I know..I know" 

You cleaned him up and he got dressed again so you finished the work as soon as you could because you weren't done with him for tonight.

"Next time maybe I'll allow you to hump a pillow when I'm not here" 

You winked at him and the thought made him hard again. He was going to think about it until your next trip.

[sopebubbles]

Hi! I really love reading Lone Wolf but I was a little curious about the pack because it kind of seems like a lot of them don’t really like each other? I don’t want that to come off the wrong way at all btw! I more so mean I don’t really understand why they’re all together as one pack when there seems to be a lot of distrust and animosity between them (Jin thinking Yoongi wants to take his place, Yoongi thinking Namjoon would be happy to see him go, etc.). I know people have been really excited to see more of the interactions between y/n and the boys but I think that’s still so much more to understand about the other dynamics.

Yeah i get what you mean! I think the important thing is to remember that this is a long established relationship for the rest of the pack. Like, why do marriages break down after years? Because people stop communicating clearly, or things happen that cause new or exacerbate old insecurities, or things they used to be able to ignore come to the surface, or they take intimacy for granted when it isnt. But they're also in a committed relationship with people they love even if its not a burning passion like it used to be. They stick around bc thats what commitment means. Sometimes when a relationship gets like that you hold on and hope that its just a passing phase, that the small annoyance will fade. But sometimes instead they build up and cause tension and then you have to decide to live in misery or work it out. I think thats where we see the pack now.

Namjoon and Jin both have significant insecurities about their place in the pack that stem from pride. Jin thinks pack alpha is his by right and Namjoon thinks he belongs at the top right behind Jin because he was the second alpha to be there, but both feel very threatened by Yoongi when he comes along (in a way they arent by tae bc hes babyboy) and deep down they never fully got over that. That tension has always remained and is exacerbated by the possible addition of a new pack member, on top of their issues over the past year.

Yoongi isnt insensitive to all of that. He knows how they must feel, but he's also never pushed dominance over them. He's the kind to just do the things that he thinks need to be done, taking care of the pack etc. even though he's not 'in charge' and as long as he does that he's good. But even after love did develop between them, Namjoon and Jin have always felt insecure about him bc Yoongi gives off that pack alpha energy. Not talking about it for a long time bc they thought they could ignore it is how they got here. I wouldn't go so far as to call it animosity. I think hurt and insecurities are difficult things for alphas to calmly express.

But you raise a good question because at this point, Yoongi and Jimin could walk away. And maybe with the issues you raise, that would be for the best. Is it a relationship worth saving? And if it is are they willing to put in the work?

I feel like i keep getting tugged this way and that by reader response. Which is my fault and why im not a huge fan of posting as I write. Sometimes i focus on their relationships and people say im not giving enough yn. Or i focus on the yn x pack relationships and im not giving enough of the boys. Idk i guess im still looking for the right balance, but i appreciate your feeback. I know its well intentioned and I'll keep it in mind. Sorry.

[mono-dot-jpeg]

nsfw/sfw bf hcs w/ h. akira

summary; just some fun lil hcs with funky boi akira

genre; general fluff, the usual, akira being akira, what a fucking bottom

[gender neutral reader]

a/n; here is my first official nfsw post, even if it's not much bc imma be honest, i struggle writing any form of nsfw. very awkward for me, so i hope this is up to par

warnings; nsfw (i mark the start of the nsfw with red and bold italics), dom! reader, sub! akira, akira has a thing for scents???????, master kink used in the way mommy/daddy kink would be used, implied blowjobs/eating out

sfw first

bro is sensitive to smells so i feel like he would be like me where some smells he just cannot handle no matter what he does

like one whiff of it and he's feeling like hell

so he's lowkey a neat freak because of that.

he has a concerning amount of candles too, he gifts candles to you as well :)

he's very awkward in the first weeks of the relationship, the closest woman he's had in his life is jun so,, he's strugglin

you will definitely have to help him learn how to initiate things if he wants to initiate them

it's very endearing when he always ask if you're okay <3

like sweetie it was just a hug but thank you for asking

and i think as most people have probably though, he does indeed smell like cinnamon, and i like to think he smell like toasted spices, not sure which ones but he always smells nice <3

pda is a no go for him

he's a private person and that definitely shows in how he reacts to pda and how embarrassed he gets when jun talks about you two

he does love just holding your hands, peppering kisses from your hand up to to your arm, then your shoulder to your face

it's his unspoken way of just showing how much he loves each and every part of you <333

nsfw now !!

he never would've imagined that he would call someone master

but here he is, calling you master

how does it feel to live my dream, hayama /j

he's honestly a switch, leaning to dom

but on the times he feels like bottoming, he's usually very tired or in a very soft mood

he doesn't want to have much but his master pampering him

or he just wants to please you, letting you sit on his face or having him kneel down and have your taste in his mouth

he wants to smell like you or have you smell like him

might be a dom thing of his but it seems to stay even when he's being a sub

he wants everyone to know that you belong to each other <3

CALL HIM BABYBOY HE LOVES IT

cup your hand under his chin to make him look at you and call him baby boy

he's melting in your touch at that point, you have him all to you

he's so whipped

[medijoshanks]

22:35 pm. nsfw ⠀

“Who's a good boy?”

Kazutora knows that one is a tricky question.

He learned from past mistakes, foggy memories of times where he could barely recognize himself underneath you, lost in pleasure as his hazy mouth answers before he could help it, “I am”. He remembers you completely stopping afterwards. “Oh”, you'll say, “so you'll be a good boy for anyone, babe? You’re everyone's little play thing?” he shudders at the thought, hates it, he could only be yours, never wanted to be anyone else’s, so he denies it, “no, baby, ‘s not what I meant-” “Wrong answer, Hanemiya.”

Kazutora shrivelled at the memory. Nothing good came out of you calling him by his name. “I'm your good boy.”

You smile down at him, his pretty little body all bare for you, as you straddle his thighs, the edge of your miniskirt tickling his balls. “That's right baby, you're my good boy. Only mine, this dick belongs to me, yeah?”

Kazutora’s hips stuttered at your words, the possesive undertone of your voice makes him shiver, your hands wet with his release fastening around his length leaving him on the edge. He could feel himself getting close at the lewd sounds coming from his dick– so close, he was almost there–

Your hands come to a halt. “You okay there, baby?”

Kazutora groans, feeling himself growing desperate at your teasing words, trying to hump your soft hand to no avail. It’s the second time you’ve done this to him tonight, and he feels frustrated tears pricking at his eyes. “Please, I’ve been good for ya, babe,” 

You feel your own pussy throbbing at the sound of his wrecked voice, high and raspy as he begs. Taking pity on him, you start to stroke him again, slowly, thumb brushing over his thick tip. “You feel so good in my hand, pretty boy, think you can come like this?”

He whines out a yes, planting his feet on the bed but he dares not move until you tell him so, letting you freely use him the way you want to. He’s so good, so sweet for you, you need to hear him say it. “Who's good boy are you, baby, let me hear you.”

A few tears of pleasure have dropped from his eyelashes down to his chin, wetting his blushing ckeeks. He moans, “yours, I’m only yours.”

Kazutora feels your other hand gently massaging his balls along with your steady pace on his length, making his toes curl at the feeling, and he pleads, “baby, please, I need to cum.”

“I don't know,” you tease, “you look so good making a mess for me like this, should I let you cum?” it was true, Kazutora looks so pretty all fucked out like that from your hand, looking like he was melting into your touch, lovely golden eyes brimming with new unshed tears. You wanted to take your time to eat him all up. Pretty little pillow prince.

Kazutora seems to have other thoughts, though, his patience growing thin as he answers, “please, you feel so good, baby, I won’t be able to hold on any longer.”

His shaky hand finds your clit through your panties, working his fingers in fast circles on top of the wet material until he has you whining too, wet patch on your panties growing larger. He was panting, looking at you so intensly you feel his cock getting impossible harder. It looked like it hurt, so you coo at him your permission.

“Cum for me, babyboy.”

He moans high at the consent, his feet on the bed working as leverage as he finally moves his hips off the bed to rapidly hump into your hand. You smile as he cums with a long groan of your name, hips faltering and dick throbbing on your hand, softening.

He hasn’t even come down from his high yet when he eagerly pulls your body from your thighs all the way up to his face. You let out a surprised sound, pussy now hovering a few centimeters above his face. “Thank you, baby,”

Kazutora’s hungry eyes are watching over your soaked cotton panties before moving it to the side, leaving an open mouthed kiss to your center. Kitten licks you once, twice, his voice is muffled by your leaking pussy when he lets you know, “now’s your turn.” 

[tipsydipsydo]

➳ the shower

➳ "keep teasing, I'll bend you over right here!"

➳ "it'd be better if they watched"

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Gender of the Reader: male

Word Count: ~1k

Rating: 18+

Genre: Smut/PwP

Warnings: Dirty Language + Dirty Talk; Petnames; verbal Degradation; Mentions of Daddy! Kink; Dom-Sub-Dynamic (Top! & Dom! Reader x Bottom! & Sub! Jungkook) ; anal Fingering; Mentions of Exhibitionism-Kink; Teasing; Anal Sex; Mentions of unprotected Sex; In conclusion: Jungkook is a vocal brat

A/N: I know, I know... Pride Month is almost a month over but I had a writersblock lately and this shit kept me away from writing... so I'll try now to post some more bts x male reader stories! ♡ I hope you like my newest work ;)

Status: Un-edited

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You should have known that Jungkook only offered you the option of showering together to simply tease the shit out of you. He said, it would save sooo much more warm water for his other roomates up and that Seokjin would yell at him when they run out of warm water again.

You were indeed way too naïve and trustful. The thought alone that Jungkook could get possibly in trouble because of him, his boyfriend, who neither live here nor pay for anything decided already for him. You're simply a guest who sleep over from time to time and your mom made sure that you'll grow into a man with good manners. So after Jungkook explained the urgency why you should shower together, you don't have any kind of reason why you shouldn't.

Well, you definitely should know Jungkook already well enough to realize, that your boyfriend like to use some white lies here and there to get what he wants. It's still hard to believe for you how the previous Jungkook, who was so terribly shy and nervous as you started dating each other, turned out to be so mishief and sassy. As someone, who could barely exchange some small talk without any stuttering at first, he has now a more than bold tongue and loves to be a brat that tests the limits of your acceptance. Little did you know that he is a masochist who needs to get put back into 'his place', eventhough he won't admit it openly. At least until now.

A cheeky pinch into your left buttcheek got you out of your thoughts and a boyishly giggle comes from behind you. You agreed to wash each others back and of course Jungkook couldn't let the perfect opportunity of grabbing your ass pass by.

"I like your ass, Daddy~ I love to see the how your muscles twitch when I am pinching you and how you gasp in surprise and disbelief, hehe.", chuckles Jungkook and you can literally hear the bright bunny smile out of his voice. It's pretty common for him, he has on his face whenever he teases or annoys you on purpose.

While his endearing smile makes your heart melt and let Jungkook getting away with his teasing way too often, the title he just called you does something to you and Jungkook knows that. Of course he do.

Your nose flare as you take a deep breath and the annoyed eye-roll had given way for a hungry and almost predatory-like expression. Slowly you turn around to Jungkook, who's eyes grows big the moment he sees your facial expression. A harsh gulp follows as you close the space between you two and cages him with your arms, sandwiching him between your own body and the cold tiles. The steady bobs of his adams-apple make it look so incredibly seductive. Some deep purple hickeys all over his neck would suit Jungkook very well.

"Hm, Babyboy? What was that? Would you mind to explain your bratty behavior to me? Keep teasing, I'll bend you over right here. Seems like you wouldn't mind to play around with Daddy for a little bit. Well, if we're already standing here in the shower together, then we need to make the waste of water to be worth it, right?", you wisper in a raspy voice into his slightly blushing ear.

A dark, satiesfied chuckle flees over your lips as you see how his bold and bratty personality starts slowly to crumble down and how your own teasing and promising words put him into his submissive mindset. Jungkook may be a tease but with the right words and gaze you can turn him easily back into a good, well behaving sub.

"What about a quick shower fuck? Isn't that what you wanted, Kookie?"

Your boyfriend exhales shakingly, didn't even recognized that he hold his breath the last few seconds. He nibbles at his lower lip with his cute bunny theeth before he gives you his confirmation.

"Y-Yes please, Daddy. Fuck me, I need you to drill your big dick inside of me, please split my asshole open with your girthy cock-", he whines weakly. Yes, that's what you like to hear. Suddenly he is such a good boy again, it's truly fascinating.

"Turn around, Baby. Spread your legs and pull your cute, little ass cheeks apart for me."

It only takes you a short moment to reach through the small slit of the opened glass door to grab into the drawer of the nearby standing bathroom drawer and pull a bottle of lube out.

It isn't the first time you have some fun in the shower.

The sight Jungkook is giving you let a deep grunt of appreciation escape your throat and leave your hard cock salivating in precum. God, he looks way too hot in this position. Literally awaiting for your cock to get fucked mercilessly.

To be honest... Jungkook is such a slut for assplay. The way already two of your fingers slip into his soft, stretched hole without any resistance. Just a few minutes later your third finger joins in without any problems. He must playing with himself a lot when you aren't around...

Just tiny whimpers and little pants left his mouth while you fingered him but now... now, where you lined your red and angry leaking cock up to his, in exitement clenching hole and slowly filling him up... whiny and highpitched moans filling the humid air in the bathroom.

Jungkook's right cheek is pressed against the tiles, eyes rolling back into his skull whenever you pulled out almost completely just to drill your cock balls deep back into him. To hear how the skin of your hips meets his bubble butt and create such obscene slapping noises clouds Jungkook's mind. He tries desperately to lift his trembling hand to his mouth to muffle his greedy moans, he would be mortified if his roommates call him out about being way too vocal once again.

Unfortunately his intention doesn't fit the plans you have for him. He teased you on purpose, very well aware that all of his roommates are at home today. He is the one who loves the thrill of getting caught doing something nasty. He is the one who jerked you off at the movie theater. So you don't have the need to cover up what you're doing.

You let Jungkook's hips go for a minute, just to grab both of his wrists and move his arms behind his back, holding them in place with one hand while the other one moves back to it's previous place at his hip.

"It'd be better if they watched. Just imagine how the bathroom door would open and they would stand there, watching us. Then they'd see how well I am fucking and wrecking this little ass of yours. What a good little fucktoy you are, taking my fat cock so well in your tiny asshole. Just think about how our nasty, shameless act turn them on to that point where they couldn't control themself anymore and start to jerk off to us. You would like that, yeah? I know what a dirty little boy you are. So let them hear what a greedy, filthy fuckdoll you are. Come, don't be shy. Be louder. Even more louder, Baby..."

[moonandsunwoo]

tbz reaction to you falling asleep on them

➛ tbz x reader (I don’t mention any pronouns!)

➛ Fluff

➛ No warnings! It’s 4am atm so if there are any unedited typos, I’m sorry. I hope you enjoy!

ღ ⏤ SANGYEON

Sangyeon just wraps his arms around you to keep you steady, continuing his conversation with the others like it’s no big deal

Because for him it absolutely isn’t. where else were you supposed to fall asleep on??

your bed? Haha try again

Would be -1929/10 responsive to teasing

You belonged there, against his neck, dozing off, who was he to give a damn about the other boys nagging

ღ ⏤ JACOB

Small smiles when it happens again (because it happens often)

Simply makes sure you’re comfortable and feel safe

Tries to block your eyes from the lights with his hands

Softest boy.

Draws soft patterns on your back or sides or arms

You’re probably his wallpaper; fast asleep and cuddled up against him like that

ღ ⏤ YOUNGHOON.

Sweet babyboy will get all shy

Sweet babyboy will get all shy

But wraps you blankets fast!!!

If there is no blanket near, he’ll just wrap you up in him, alright

Biggest puppy-eyes ever omg

Would try to keep you there for as long as anyhow possible

ღ ⏤ HYUNJAE

First a bit confused why you suddenly don’t move anymore

Two seconds ago you were trying to steal his food and now suddenly...

Completely freezes up when he realises what’s going on

Tries to protect your ears from Eric’s yelling and his own from going red

Fails a both but it’s cute how he tries

ღ ⏤ JUYEON

Would act nonchalant about it

Act.

Internally he’s totally freaking out

Every.damn.time

Shifts around until he thinks your comfortable

Peep Juyeon-arms for stability and security

Kisses the top of your head

ღ ⏤ KEVIN

Instant alert panic mode activated

How’s he supposed to handle so much feels at once

Jacob help?¿?

Doesn’t move an inch and is permanently terrified of waking you because oh my god he loves it

Please only fall asleep on him from now on

ღ ⏤ CHANHEE/ NEW

Aw hell nah

Could you not pls

His red ears absolutely don’t match his outfit and anyways

Besides his arms is falling asleep

And well he can’t just let you go and stop caressing your back now can he?

Overwhelmingly much in awe, president of the doesn’t know how to act-comity

ღ ⏤ CHANGMIN/ Q

Oh such a happy boy

Maybe sneak a picture or two

You’re just so cute, he’s all heart-eyes

The others try to tease him about it, but eventually they give up bc he’s too whipped to even notice

He gets a tiny bit flustered when you wake up tho

It’s one way to secure Changmin‘s precious heart!

ღ ⏤JUHAKNYEON

Big wide eyes

Didn’t think he‘d be that comfortable

One to pull you closer and shower your face with kisses

Would get all happy-giggles when you wake up

Starts to wear extra comfy clothes so it’s even more inviting for you to take a nap in his arms

ღ ⏤ SUNWOO

First he’d be a bit embarrassed but just because it’s so cute he doesn’t know how to act

Would nudge you awake

"You do know we have beds for that...?"

Don’t you dare getting up tho he will take that as a personal insult

Wraps both arms around you and makes sure you’re 110% comfy

He loves it. He’s really just a dumbass about it

ღ ⏤ ERIC

Energyboy has a complete system shutdown

yoU FELL ASLEEP?

ON HIIIM?

Is he allowed to breathe still or..?

Shyly glances around before burying face in your shoulder

Probably ends up falling asleep too

masterlist.

[poppy-metal]

follow-up to this

you don't know how you went from crushing armins ego on campus to spread out on his freinds dorm bed, your arms restrained behind you, completely naked as eren fits you close to his chest. the warmth at your back is a mockery with the way he's holding both your legs wide and apart, baring your pussy - to him. to armin. but here you are.

armin who looks in a trance as he looks at your glistening, wet cunt, clenching and unclenching rhythmically under his stare. he's fisting his pink cock, trembling on his knees as he licks his lips at the sight you behold, splayed to him like an offering.

erens chin props up on your head his voice soft, because he's speaking to armin, the harsh, mean grip he has on your thighs lets you know he could care less about you. "go on, babyboy. she's all yours now. isn't that right, slut?"

erens fingers dig into your thighs, making you wince, still, even in this position, your defiant. glaring at armin through watery eyes, you sneer at him. "go ahead and dissapoint me minmin"

erens chuckles, chuckles. above you, his gaze meets armins "you gonna let her talk to you like that?" all the lessons he'd drilled into armin come to the surface and armins gaze hardens, sky blue eyes turning to ice as he, quick as a whip, leans forward and slaps you. hard. your head quips to the side, and before you can ever turn it back around to face him, he's shuffling forward. meshing the head of his pretty pink tip against the petal folds of your cunt.

he teases you there, making you jolt. armin looks so mean all the sudden, so cold as he glares down at you. "wanted to be good to you" he says, eyes watching the way your slick pussy flutters everytime he passes he cock through your slit. "wanted to take you out and make love to you. i liked you ____. so much. but you're such a bitch"

"and what do we do to bitches?" eren prods, sounding proud.

armins pink tongue comes out to lick his lips, long lashes fluttering against his cheek when he slides the first, considerably, thick inch inside you. "they get fucked"

"oh fuck", "fuck, min" are said at the same time above you, armins curse at feeling that tight sweet cunt welcome him home, finally and erens reverence at watching his best friend split a girl open on his cock for the first time.

"you were keeping this little pussy from him?" eren asks you, letting armins hand take place on holding one leg up so he can grip your jaw, tilt your face up to him. his jade eyes are so dark and heavy, brown hair falling over his forhead, lips bitten red from his impatient lust. you can feel his dick digging into your back. he shakes you, making your teeth knock. "huh? little brat thought she was too good for us hm? all bark and no fucking bite with you. had the balls to say shit to our faces, with your little empty cunt aching the whole time? bet you were fucking waiting for the day someone would put you on your fucking back and fuck sense into you"

when you don't answer, too lost in the feeling of being split open on armins cock over and over eren leans forward and pinches your clit between his fingers. "fucking slut thinks she deserves to cum around your cock, baby" he says to armin. "you gonna let her?"

"mm" armins little whimper is shaky, his voice breathy as he gazes where he dissappears in and out of you. he leans forward, trapping erens hand between your bodies and locking you on his dick. he kisses your lips once, briefly, staring into your very soul. "i wanna hear you say sorry, ___"

"w-what" you gasp.

armin grinds into you, the pressure of his cock in your walls and eren still pinching your clit making you clench. armin pants into your open mouth, speaks against the whimpers falling from your lips, his voice suddenly dead steady as he says, "fucking. apologize"

he leans back up, hips knocking you forward into erens chest with every thrust, "say you're sorry. say you're sorry for denying me what's mine. say you're sorry for not giving me this little cunt sooner and letting my cock fill it where it belongs, you little brat"

you gasp and shake your head, wiggling in erens hold. how did this happen. but your cunt is so slick, its gushing so hotly around him, you can feel it dripping. you want to deny it for as long as you can though. "n-nooo"

erens lips ghosting the shell of your ear, you can feel his grin. "i trained him well" he murmurs to you, "we're not gonna let you go until you learn your lesson, sweetheart. even if i have to hold you still for him to fill that little cunt over and over. and you know" he licks behind your ear, "now that im seeing this pussy get tamed, i think i wanna teach it a lesson or two myself"

[kiiwiiboiii]

𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 — 👛🌸

── ✧《✩》✧ ──

❝ 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐍, 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘 ❞

— deal with it, ashnikko

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Warnings: public play, toys (vibrating buttplug), mommy kink, riding, slight praise.

Disclaimer: im going to include mommy kink on this story but the reader it's still gender neutral.

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The sound of your car's engine suddenly stopped, surprising your boyfriend. You had arrived to the mall.

You gave a teasing glance to him. He was red, stiff and he was wiggling in his seat, clearly uncomfortable.

Well, of course he would be, how could he not be when you had shoved a vibrating butt plug up his ass?

Ah yes, as embarrassing as it is, he would do anything for you, even if it implies being a shameless little bitch. If it's for you, he's open to almost everything. He wouldn't ever disobey his mommy.

Or at least that's what you thought, until you found him stroking himself to pictures of you.

"We're here. Try not to be so loud when we're shopping."

He looked at you, clearly frustrated. Even if they were in the lowest setting, the vibrations were starting to get to him. He was rather sensitive, plus the feeling of being watched in such a vulnerable state was driving him crazy.

"Hey, don't give me that look. You have only yourself to blame. I told you what would happen if you touched yourself."

"But I-"

"Uh-uh" you silenced him, putting your finger on his lips. "No buts. Now, be a good little whore for me and stay silent."

With that, you both left your car and headed towards to mall.

── ✧《✩》✧ ──

Your boyfriend was walking rigidly, twisting his legs and sometimes letting low whines scape his mouth, which raised suspicion but not enough for everyone to be alarmed.

As you chose some clothes you noticed he was talking to one of the employees of the shop.

Oh, this is gonna be fun.

This is the moment you've been waiting all the afternoon for. You smiled wickedly as your hand reached your phone, setting the vibrator to the highest level. If he whined when the vibrator was in the lowest setting, this sure was going to make him scream.

"Hi, do you- do you know where the- Ahhh!" He yelped out loud as he felt the butt plug shake faster. The employee seemed worried, and the people around him were confused. The scene was too hilarious for you. He heard you mischievously giggled and blushed.

"Sir, are you okay? Do you need any help?"

"I-I'm okay, don't... - oh, fuck...- don't worry about it..." He said with a restrained voice, not even trying to find an excuse.

When the worker left, you walked up to him, with a evil smile. He flinched when you put your hand on his shoulder.

"You okay, sweetie?" You asked in a mocking tone.

"You know damn well I'm not." He practically growled. You just can't help it, it's so funny humiliating him like this!

"If  you were obedient and followed what I said, you wouldn't have to do this..." You got closer to his ear. He shuddered as he felt your breathing in his ear.

"But you couldn't, could you? Dirty boy. You disgust me~" You said into his ear, voice barely above a whisper, the humiliation was too much for him and he couldn't handle your dirty words.

As you admired the piece of art of a boyfriend you had, you distinguished his very noticeable boner.

"Aw, baby, did mommy made you wait too long?" You asked sweetly. "I think I should give you a reward. What do you think, love? Should we go to a bathroom?"

He let out a quiet 'yes, please' and you dragged him to the public restroom. Your boyfriend heard you lock the bathroom's door with a key which belonged to the owner of the shop. How convenient.

"How the fuck did you-"

"I have lots of friends." You simply answered. "But we're not here to talk about that, are we?"

He gulped as soon as you asked that. He was already aware of how heavy your punishments were. You took your sweet time with him. And although he would never admit it, he loved the look in your eyes when you were edging him until his balls turn bright blue.

But now you two stuck in a public bathroom, with no more toys than just a butt plug. So maybe this punishment wasn't going to be that perverse, but he wasn't expected lees of you.

"Now, take off your pants."

Obeying, he pull his pants off, they lay in his ankles.

"Turn around for me, babyboy."

He did as told and rested his body against the wall. His breathing saturated the air, and his blush grew from his cheeks to his ears.

You pulled down his boxers to reveal his rim in which the plug was shoved in. It squelched as your grabbed and pull it out of him. He glanced at you, there was something different about his eyes. They were needy and impatient. He only wanted you to do something with him. Anything. He seemed like he  was some sort of toy that existed only for you to play with.

He gasped as he felt you slip your finger inside of him. Various 'hah, ngh' and 'mm's congested the restroom. His noises were like a melody, a really exciting melody.

"Mmh~ right there...! Agh!" You senseless moved your fingers inside him in order to hear more of his piteous sounds.

"Love, as much as I love hearing those pretty sounds of yours, you're gonna have to be more quiet. You don't want us to get caught..." You interrupted your sentence as you nibbled his ear. "Do you?"

"N-no, I'm sorry, mommy... you just make me feel- ahh... so good." His whiny voice made you throb. You went faster and faster with your fingers and his moans only got louder and uncontrollable. Just like you wanted.

And just when he was on the edge, you took your fingers out of him. That was a common thing you did when he was being punished, but that doesn't mean he was used to it.

"Wha- nooo! Put them back in!" He whimpered. You tilted your head.

"Don't you wanna make mommy feel good?" You purred with a dominant look. "Wow, I didn't know that my babyboy was so selfish."

"No! I'm not selfish, mommy! I- you can do whatever you want to, just please, fuck me!"

"Then, be a good boy and hold it in."

He sat on the top on the toilet and you sat on his lap, facing him. Your lips connected in a heavy kiss as you pumped his cock slowly, he whined into your mouth, sweat falling off his forehead.

"You’re doing a good job, babyboy. Tell me how much do you want me to fuck you."

"Please, mommy! I want it so bad! I'm going insane, please! Put it in, I can't wait no longer!" And with voice like that, who were you to deny him?

You decided to give him what he wants and you slowly took his cock inside you. He was hard and wet, and as you slipped every inch inside of you he let out high-pitched moans, not caring of if if you two get caught. The only thing he wanted was you.

You panted as you rode his dick, your insides clenching around him. You grabbed onto your hips with his life wanting more of the overwhelming feeling.

"You feel so good, baby." You praised in a hoarse voice. As you looked down at him you noticed he had glassy eyes, his mouth was curving into a "o" shape and tears forming at the corner of his eyes.

He didn't have a clue of what was happening anymore, all he knew is he was getting close to what was going to be the messiest orgasm of his life. Yes, he may not last that long, but it didn't matter, because you knew you were the only one that could turn him like this. He was all yours. All yours to play with. All yours to torture. All yours.

You sped up your movements as he got closer and closer. His high-pitched moans were sign you were fucking him stupid.

"Are you close, babyboy?" You asked as he grabbed your hips to pull you closer. He frantically nodded and tears fell out off his eyes. "Then do it, come for mommy, baby."

And he did as told, and his cum spilled all over your thighs, some getting on your belly.

He came with a series of cries and moans, and he was still shaking under you. He collapsed on your shoulder, still panting.

"Well done. You look you pretty right now." You admired, patting his head. He gave you a weak smile and he let out a faint 'thank you, mommy', you smiled satisfied.

It was moments like this when you wished time would truly stop.

── ✧《✩》✧ ──

The rest of the clients watched shocked as you two walked out of the bathroom, in a really cuestionable state. Your boyfriend had hickeys all over his neck, his shirt only had a few buttons latched, exposing his neck and collarbones to everyone. And a white stain spread around his pants, there wasn't a doubt that you both just had sex in the public restroom.

You glanced at one of the employees as you paid for all the clothes you chose. You looked back at your boyfriend, and he blushed at the sight. As awkward as this moment was, he actually appreciated everything you did for him. He has yours, and you were his. And you both loved it.

"Have a good day guys! Cause I surely did."

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[hanatiny]

Aim To Please

a/n: I’m aware that certain kinks in this may not sit well with some people, but I have a very specific target audience for this one so :) a/n 2: happy birthday to the stressed mom Seonghwa, hope he eats well and has a good day~ <3

pairing: incubus!Seonghwa x f!reader

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 1866

warnings: consensual somnophilia, unprotected sex, noona kink, pet names, Hwa has a gun kink, he's also a whiny service top, praise kink, marking (both biting and light scratching), brief mention of overstimulation, orgasm control

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Seonghwa had been visiting you somewhat regularly for a couple months now. He first came to you in a dream while you were feeling lonely and then another night, when you found yourself unable to sleep, he actually physically materialised in front of you.

Incubi were said to simply come to 'their human' for sex and that was that, they would leave once they got what they wanted.

Seonghwa, however, was a little different. He had a bit of a childlike curiosity to him, ironic as it seemed for an immortal demonic creature, and you adored the way his eyes would light up like shooting stars every time you'd talk to him and tell him about your day or simply recount a memory you happened to be fond of.

You grew attached to each other rather quickly and easily, a strong emotional bond forming between the two of you that one wouldn't necessarily think possible.

And so, when he arrived this particular night, he couldn’t help but pout a little when he found you fast asleep in your bed. Then again he couldn’t really blame you, it was sometime between 2 and 3am after all. In all honestly, he was relieved to see you get some rest, knowing how you struggled at times.

He visited you for a different reason tonight though; it was his creation day - or birthday, a word he learned from you that meant essentially the same thing in human terms, which he used interchangeably.

He wanted to celebrate it with you and to do so, he’d either have to wait until you'd awaken on your own accord, or wake you up himself. He technically wanted to do neither but he was an incubus, so he did the one thing that he knew how to do.

Hesitating for a beat, then, Seonghwa's face blossomed a cherry red when he recalled how you had previously informed in a conversation that he had been given explicit permission to have his way with you whenever he pleased.

Feeling the mattress dip beneath his weight, he carefully maneuvered himself onto the mattress to hover above you. Seonghwa, careful and gentle as ever, balanced himself on one hand while lifting the other to brush a few strands of hair out of your face.

Your expression was peaceful as you slept, head tilted slightly to the side, and he couldn't help but coo softly at the sight while he briefly lost himself in his own thoughts.

How would he ever tell you that he had fallen in love with you, someone belonging in a different world...? He had yet to figure it out.

He shook his emotional dilemma off in favor of trailing his lips down from your jaw over your neck and collarbone with slow, deliberate kisses. You stirred slightly with a soft hum, remaining asleep.

Seonghwa’s soft lips attached themselves to your skin to gently suck a marking near your shoulder. Once satisfied, he pulled back and his hands went to free your sleeping form from the blanket it was covered with.

He froze in his tracks for a brief moment, not having expected you to be dressed exclusively in an oversized t-shirt. He bit his lip and toyed with the hem of the piece of fabric that still covered your body before pushing it up to under your breasts for easier access to where he wanted to be.

His hands established a gentle but firm grip on your thighs and parted them for him while he nipped all over the skin of your stomach, trying to distract himself and not turn bright red once more from the realization of your lack of underwear.

Like the gentle man he was, Seonghwa glided his fingertips over your inner thighs with featherlight touches and if it wasn’t for the airy giggle you let out, having known you were rather ticklish, he would have thought you couldn’t feel him at all.

You leaned into his touch slightly out of instinct when his fingers ghosted over your slit to see if you were wet enough to take him -  he knew it could be painfully if either party isn’t aroused to a more than sufficient level. But, to his relief, you were practically dripping, which led him to believe you may have been having a wet dream. Little did he know, you had been in a limbo between asleep and awake ever since his hands first came into contact with your heated skin.

Seonghwa was way too focused on his task to notice your state of half-consciousness, and he didn’t even connect the dots when you mewled out loud after he had discarded his pants and gradually pushed his length into your entrance.

Once he bottomed out, he whined softly as he began to rock his hips into you and it surprised you time and time how gentle he’d start off with you - as if you were a porcelain doll and he was afraid of breaking you - and that you’d always, without fail, remind him that he didn’t have to be, that you could take it.

There was a tenderness in his actions that you couldn’t quite place. You refused to believe that the root of it was love.

It was when his voice went high-pitched with a shaky “N-noona..~” that your eyes flew open, thankful for his lack of focus on you while he moaned softly, your hand blindly fumbling for something under the pillow next to you.

Your fingers finally took hold of and wrapped around the cold metal item, pulling it out from where you hid it until mere seconds ago, and Seonghwa’s hips stuttered slightly when he heard a familiar soft click, but he only snapped his gaze back forward to look at you wide-eyed as he felt a gun barrel pressed to the side of his head.

“Noona, I-”

“Hush, sugar. You’ll be good and listen to every word I say, yeah~?” You smirked up at him as he nodded and let out a desperate whine of affirmation.

It was a peculiar kink of him to have to want to call you noona, you mused, considering that he was a century old creature and you physically would not be able to top that as a human being. But you figured that it wouldn’t hurt to indulge him, considering that no one in his past seemed to have done so based on his delight when you complied and agreed.

Whimpers from the man above you pulled you back into the present reality as you watched him struggle to keep up a rhythm with the gun pressed to his head. You cooed at how good of a job he was doing regardless, “Such a good boy, fucking noona good just how he knows she likes it...~”

Seonghwa cried out, his face flushed because of how he submissive he acted, contrary to how he usually at least tried to appear to be.

“Mhm, my pretty babyboy figured he could use my body for his own pleasure, similar to how the rest of his kind does hm~? It’s cute, really.” You purred, unable to stop a moan from slipping from your lips while your grip on the loaded gun tightened slighly, although you made sure to keep your fingers away from the trigger just in case.

“You make noona feel so good, sugar, just like you’re meant to...~” You smiled up at Seonghwa with a so obviously deceiving sweetness that made his pouty lips tremble slightly, a few strands of his messy hair sticking to his slightly sweaty forehead.

You knew the telltale signs of when he was about to cum, your first trist with the demon having been what felt like years ago although it only lied back a few months.

“I-I... Noona, ‘m already close...~” He panted softly above you, causing you to coo as he twitched inside of you, a smile tugging at you lips.

“Mhm I can tell, baby~ You can hold it in for a little longer for noona, no?” Your voice carried a lilt as you hummed and it unsettled Seonghwa that he couldn’t quite place it, but he nodded eagerly nonetheless, not willing to even so much as risk disappointing you.

“Y-yeah!” He gasped softly when you suddenly wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him even deeper inside of you, your back arching as you did so, “Good boy...~ Oh fuck, right there-”

You hissed lowly under your breath, having unintentionally pushed the tip of your lover’s cock right into the spot that would make you come undone. Seonghwa whined loudly and desperately above you as he continued his almost frenzied thrusts into your heat, his head thrown back and his body on the verge of overstimulation when you found your climax around his length.

It was convenient for him to be so well-endowed, you mused, since he was able to hit the most pleasurable spots deep inside of you with ease.

“P-please noona, I-I can’t-”

“Cum, Seonghwa.”

And just like that, with two simple words, he let go and released himself inside of you, a soft moan drifting from you at the feeling of warmth spreading through your body.

Seonghwa panted softly as he slowly came down from his high, reaching to caress your cheek as if in a trance while you dropped the hand holding the gun onto a pillow next to the two of you before letting go of the item entirely.

Having caught your breath, you nudged him to roll over, which he willingly did after carefully pulling out of you.

You turned to face him, tenderly threading a hand through his hair as he pouted at you.

“Y/n-”

“Shh, I know Hwa. I should get cleaned up... but I’m too tired, so I’ll just shower in the morning.” You smiled reassuringly, to which he relaxed as well and wordlessly wrapped his arm around you to pull you close and cuddle you.

“Happy birthday...~” You murmured before drifting off, leading Seonghwa to coo softly at you in endearment as he held you close to himself protectively.

You were truly the only gift he could ever want and need.

When you woke up the next morning, it was in an entirely different position than the one you fell asleep in. Shifting in your bed, you realized that your supernatural companion had cleaned both himself and you in the night before making sure to dress you appropriately so you wouldn’t be cold.

You found your gun on the nightstand next to you a few moments after, along with a small note Seonghwa must’ve written in a hurry if the handwriting on it was anything to go by.

‘Thought I’d allow myself to clean you up so you could stay under your comfy blankets a little longer. Hope you don’t mind :)’

There were a few hearts scribbled all over the piece of paper, and your head fell back against your pillow with a knowing smile and a happy sigh.

You were glad the incubus seemed to reciprocate your feelings, and you’d be sure to tell him so when he would return.

“I love you too, Hwa.”

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[unloved-cadillac]

Could I request a Bungou Stray Dogs, Chuuya Nakahara x Reader (she/her) smut where the reader is on top? Perhaps some NSFW stuff like bondage, knife play, and maybe even choking? Sorry if this is a lot (T_T) I don’t want you to feel rushed or anything

C/n: ohhoohooo a spicy request👀 a hella spicy request. Thanks for being so considerate, Anon. Thanks for the request and I hope that you enjoy🤍

Warnings: dom!reader, sub!Chuuya, degradation, praise, dirty talk, blood warning(??), knife play, bondage. 18+

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When I’m On Top, I’m In Charge(A Chuuya x Reader NSFW(af) Oneshot)

Being with Chuuya was, well, a roller coaster. And not in a bad way. He always made you laugh, made you smile and was so, so good to you.

Especially at sex.

You both were so fucking kinky that you actually laughed when the topic was brought up. He knew all your places as did you. Where you both liked being touched, kissed, spanked. You both have been intimate for a while now, and you both had some convo’s of what type of kinks you both liked. Both of you established that you both were switches. He liked to dominate but also being dominated and you liked being manhandled but could also work a strap-on.

You told him you liked praise and choking to which he replied with he liked being choked. You widen your eyes at that and smirk. “Ooh, that’s interesting. No wonder you use chokers.”, you wiggle your eyebrows at him. He chuckles with a faint blush on his cheeks. Luckily, both of you were super comfortable with talking about this type of thing openly and always wanted to experiment in your sex life. Chuuya was thankful to have a girlfriend like you so he could open up about all the kinks none of his previous girlfriends never knew, or rather never cared, about.

Out of all the kinks that you both exchanged, there was one which stood out for you. Knife play. Chuuya told you about it one night about how there was something so sensual and exciting about having a blade run down your body, heightening the arousal of both partners. It was that and gun play but Chuuya never really liked the idea of having guns in the house. Which was odd for a Mafia executive. But nonetheless, his kink stayed on your mind for a whole month and that’s how you found yourself at a sex shop, purchasing knives, specifically made for knife play. Boy, was he in for a surprise when he gets home.

When Chuuya came into the house, he wasn’t greated by his loving girlfriend like he usually was. Which confused him. “Y/n?”, he calls out to you while taking his shoes and hat off. “Honey? You here?”, he asks. You walk into in the room and his jaw just drops.

You were using this blood red lingerie which showed off your features. Your beautiful, round breasts which were hoisted up to show the perfect cleavage and thigh belts with something in them but he couldn’t see properly since your robe was blocking it.

“Goddamn.”, was all he could say while you chuckled. “Like what you see, baby?”, you ask sensually. He nods and licks his lips. He starts to walk towards you but you hold out your hand to stop him. “Nah-uh. Strip.” You order him and his cock jumped at the authority in your voice. Guess I’m subbing tonight. He takes off his jacket, then his waist coat. When it came to his shirt, he slowly unbuttoned it leaving you to enjoy the show. When his shirt was off, no matter how many times you had seen him, his body was such a sight to see. He then unbuttoned his pants and carefully pulled them down. He was about to take off his boxers but you stopped it. “Leave them on. Come here.”, you make a come here motion with your hands and he walks to you. You rub his shoulders and kiss his cheek, then his neck and then his collarbones. You pick up his hands and remove his gloves with your teeth while locking your eyes with his. God, he could cum then and there.

You lead him to the bedroom where he was met with the sight of lit candles and some roses. It was beautiful, but what caught his eye was the ropes on the headboard. “What’s all this?”, he asks softly, not wanting to break the spell the room had casted. “A surprise. Lay on the bed.”, you order him and he complies without hesitation. “You’re so obedient babyboy ~”, you purr and his eyes shot open. That nickname...that was new. He liked it. He liked it a lot. You straddled his waist and moved his hands above his head to tie them, thanking god that you learnt how to tie properly. “You okay? Is it too tight,”, you ask him and shakes his head. “It’s perfect.”, he simply answers and you smile. You wake up on the bed, with his body still in between your legs and you take off the robe. His eyes ran along your body and when he came to your thighs, wow was he shocked.

There were beautiful knives on your thigh garter belt. All red in color and Chuuya’s cock was rock hard. He met your eyes and you chuckled. “Don’t think I forgot of that little kink you had, baby.”, you say as you lean down to kiss him on his lips. He moaned into it and bucked his hips towards yours. You pull away and grip his neck. “Try that again and we’ll see if you cum tonight.”, you say squeezing a bit. Chuuya was loving this. He loved your dominant side and they way you could hold yourself when it came to this.

You loosened your grip and Chuuya looked at you, smirking. “Apologize.”, you say and shakes his head. “Why should I?”, he says cockily and you quickly pulled out a knife from your belt and placed it against his neck. “Otherwise I’ll slit this pretty throat of yours, babyboy. Apologize.”, you sternly say and he gulps a bit. “I-I’m sorry, Mistress.” Chuuya says and you kiss his cheek. “You really are a good boy, you know that? Loving me and letting me use you. But there’s more to what meets the eye isn’t it? You love the danger of me. The fact that I have your life in my hands right now makes you beg like the whore you are.”, you say sadistically. “Yes. Yes, I love it. I’m your whore.”, Chuuya says and you smirk while moving the blade down his throat and onto his chest.

“The fact that with a flick of my wrist, I’ll slit your beautiful skin, showing a tear of blood and watch it fall. Would you like that? Me marking you with my blade?”, you ask and he watches you. “Yes! Mark me, Mistress. Show me who I belong to.”, he pleads, getting a bit frustrated from the lack of touching. Just like that, you make a tiny slit on his left rib and watch a faint line of blood form. You lean down and lick his cut earning a moan from him. “Mmm, Mistress~”. You run the cold blade down to his boxers and slice open the button, and drag it down exposing his swollen cock. “Look at that. So pathetic. I barely touched you, too.”, you say and drag the blade on the underside of his cock making him groan. His chest was heaving and he was hating you not touching him. “Oh, Mistress~ Please touch me.”, he begs and you look up at him. His begging voice turned you on more than you planned and you carefully took off of your lingerie and settled yourself on his cock, sitting on his underside. You grind your wet pussy on him and he moans. “Please, Mistress. More. I need to be in you. I need to feel you.”, Chuuya chokes out and you smile. “Since you’re begging so nicely for me. I’ll give you what you want.”, you wake up and position his tip on your entrance and sink yourself down onto him. Both of your moans synched with each other and Chuuya threw his head back in feeling you. He fitted in you perfectly, like you both were made for each other.

You started bouncing on him, making the bed creak and he wanted, no, needed to touch you now. To grip your hips and to kiss you. “Mistress, please untie me. I want to touch you.”, Chuuya begs and you groan. Not in annoyance but in pleasure. You opened your eyes and moved to untie him, making him smile. His begging always worked on you. But you smiled back at him and gripped his neck instead.

“When I’m on top, I’m in charge.”

And you ride him faster. The knot in your belly slowly building up and you squeezed his neck tighter. Chuuya couldn’t moan nor call out to you. He started to get a bit lightheaded and he loved it. You could feel yourself getting close and you felt his cock twitch in you. “Cum with me, Chuu. Fill me me up with that cum I love so much.”, your moves were rapid now. Rolling your hips the perfect way mad Chuuya roll his eyes back.

“Cum, Chuuya.”, you say and you both explode. Before he could pass out you let go of his neck and collapsed on his chest. Both of you were sweaty and panting and exhausted. You woke up from Chuuya’s chest to see his eyes closed. You giggle. “Chuu? Honey? You okay?”, you ask as you loosen the ropes and untie him. You straddle him and cup his face, wiping the sweat away from his face.

“I’m amazing. That was amazing. You’re amazing.”, he pants out and you lean down and kiss him. His wrists were red but he didn’t care. “Where the hell did you get those knives?”, he asks you. “The store. Did you enjoy it? Are you okay?”, you ask him, looking at the cut you made on his rib. He chuckles. “I’m fine. It didn’t even hurt. I love you, Y/n.”, he tells you while cupping your cheek. “I love you too, Chuuya.”

All of a sudden, you’re flipped over and Chuuya is hovering over you with a devilish smirk on his face. The smirk that told you that you’re not going to be able walk properly tomorrow.

“Now, I’m in charge.”

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“Ohhh, Knife Play.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

[vanillaknj]

sugar baby — park jimin

includes — sub!jimin, dom!reader, m!reader, sugar baby au, crying, teasing, master kink, overstimulation, praise, fingering, slight subspace, fluffy aftercare, etc.

a/n — inspired by this jimin because it was a cultural reset. this is a long one so grab your popcorn!!

a/n — it’s 2.1k words!

a/n — excuse all spelling mistakes.

“baby, you really didn’t have to buy me all of this…” jimin sighs as he tugs the bags into your large house.

“what kind of sugar daddy would i be if i didn’t spoil you, minnie?” you asked, setting some of the heavier bags down on the couch.

“you’re my boyfriend that spoils me a bit more than usual who i love for himself rather than his money. you know i hate that word-“ jimin whines, bottom lip jutting out in a pout as he sets down the bags of jewelry.

you teasingly roll your eyes. “we can put all this up later, baby. for now, let’s lay down and talk. we haven’t had time to do that yet.” you murmur, pulling him upstairs and towards your bedroom.

he doesn’t bother to change his clothes as he falls into the bed. “i am exhausted.” he murmurs tiredly. you smile and do the same, and open your arms. he cuddles perfectly into you, and lays his head on your chest.

“y/n can we talk?” he asks, chewing on his bottom lip. “always, baby.” you murmur. “i feel bad when you give me all these things and i have nothing to give…” he mumbles, and a hand that was previously on your lower stomach moved down to your crotch.

he gives it a small squeeze before continuing. “i want to give you something in return.” he whispers, removing himself from your hold and easing himself between your legs. “jimin don’t do anything you don’t want to do. i’m happy with just spoiling you, baby.” you tell him, and he nods with a small smirk.

“i want to do this.” he tells you with finality, undoing the drawstring on your joggers and pulling them down. he sees how hard you’ve gotten through the material of your boxer briefs.

there’s a stain of precum that beads through the fabric, giving away just how easily affected you are by him. he palms you through the underwear, looking up through his lashes and teasing you.

“i don’t think it’s in your best interest to tease me, baby boy.” you tell him, voice low. “you’re no fun.” he pouts as he pulls down your underwear and tugs them off. he takes you by surprise when he wraps his hand around it.

he gives small licks to the lip, suckling on it a bit. he’s teasing as he wraps his lips around it, and slowly goes down. his tongue swirls around it as it’s in his mouth, teasing your slit.

his lips look so perfect wrapped around your cock, and you can’t help to buck your hips up. he completely goes down though until his nose is touching your skin.

your hand reaches up and tangles in his hair holding him there. you let up and he exhales, and you could see the tears that well in his eyes from his actions.

“shit baby you look so good sucking my cock like this…” you groan, pushing your hips up and into his mouth. you knew you were close to cumming, but you weren’t read to just yet.

you pull him off of your cock, and there’s a trail of saliva that connects from his lips to the tip of your cock. “use me….master.” he says, fluttering his eyelashes as he licks his swollen lips.

you groan at the name. “oh baby i’m going to absolutely ruin you.” you whisper, pushing him into the bed and standing up.

you’re impatient as you pull down his pants and toss them to the side, tearing the underwear off of him as well to which he whines. “i liked those~” he mutters as you pull his shirt off too. you do the same with your shirt, tugging it off and throwing it somewhere.

“i’ll buy you some more.” you tell him, and you use two fingers to circle his rim, but you’re pleasantly surprised to see that he’s stretched already. “my little slut was anticipating this, wasn’t he?” you tease pushing two fingers into him. they slip in easily, and he mewls.

“y-yes..” he mumbles. you hum at his answer, pushing your fingers even deeper, scissoring them to stretch him out even more. his little whimpers are music to your ears. he jolts and his thighs shake when your fingers brush over a spot inside of him.

he lets out a moan, pushing back on your fingers as you continued to rub that spot.

you abruptly pull your fingers away, and he’s whining. “you’re still gonna take my cock, sweetheart.” you mutter, pulling him by his hips towards the edge of the bed. he grinds against the length of you cock when he can feel it pressing against his ass. “needy little slut.” you mutter under your breath as you pull back a bit to line up with his hole.

slowly, you push into him. his head drops, and you’re steadily pulling him back into your cock. “you’re taking me so well, angel.” you murmur, trying to distract him from the discomfort. you press his back into an arch, and he moans loudly at the feeling of you in the deepest parts of him — parts he didn’t even know existed.

you waste no time in bottoming out and immediately setting a pace to where you’re pounding into him. his hands reach back to try and grip your thighs but you only pull them and pin them behind his back. he moans at how rough you were being, bucking his hips back onto you. “you’re taking my cock so well.” you praise, tilting your head back and letting his hands go.

jimin is clinging onto a pillow as you only fuck him harder, wetting the material of the pillow case with his tears. the bed taps the wall with every thrust and the sound of skin slapping fills the room. neither of you minded, it only spurred you on more.

you knead the skin of his ass, and he doesn’t expect it when he feels you land a slap on the skin. he jolts forward and cries out in pleasure. you continue to do it, slapping him hard enough so that bright red hand prints showed up on his skin.

you reached down, and let a hand slowly encase his neck. he lets out a guttural groan at the feeling, and you tighten your hold a little. you pull him up, making sure not to hurt him, so that your hand was around his through as he leaned back on your shoulder.

you slow down a bit, going for the slow but hard thrusts, and succeeding. he moans everytime you push into him, the tip of your cock touching his prostate everytime you bottom out.

“tell me, jimin. who do you belong to? you asked, giving an extra sharp thrust when he didn’t answer right away. “you ,master! i belong to you oh my gosh-“ he whimpers. “aw, princess are you close to cumming? close to making a mess all over yourself babyboy?” you tease, rolling your hips against his ass.

you reach down to his hard cock, and jerk him off in time with your thrusts. his thighs shake and try to close, but you keep them open.

“i-i’m so close master, please-“ he whimpers, back arching away from your chest. “then cum for me, baby. show me how good you are for me.” you whisper, kissing down his neck and leaving marks on the pale skin.

“m- fuck!” he calls out, cumming onto the sheets. the sight was absolutely gorgeous. his head falls back onto your should as his eyes cross and his mouth opens.

you thrust into him a few more times to help him through his high before pulling out. “on your back.” you tell him, and he does it without missing a beat, legs instantly spreading for you.

your hands grip the backs of his thighs and pull them towards you. carefully, you push into him again, and the both of you moan simultaneously.

his hands are gripping all over your arms as he tries to find purchase because you were relentless in the way you were pounding into him.

his hands eventually found you back, and he settled for raking his nails down your back.

he was a mess of incoherent babbles and whines, unable to string together a sentence as you had your way with him.

your hands found his hips and held them in place as you continued. he was practically screaming while you drilled into him.

“c-cum, i- please-“ he whispers, warning you that he’s about to cum. the bruising grip on his hips only tighten when you hear him, working hard to get him over the edge. you were getting close as well, the coil that stretched in your lower abdomen was about to snap.

his back arches half off the bed and his mouth falls open as he stiffens. his eyes cross, and he temples as small amounts of cum explode onto both your stomachs.

the sight alone causes that coil to snap, and with a groan, you’re coming inside of him and filling him up. you pull out of him, careful when you help him comfortably on the bed. you could tell his mind was incredibly fuzzy as he steadily twitches from the aftershocks.

you reach over him to grab a few tissues to wipe him down with. he’s clinging onto you when you pick him up and carry him to your bathroom.

you push the seat down on the toilet and sit him on top of it. you run some water for the shower, and work on cleaning jimin a bit more as it warms up.

he tries to spread his legs, but you push them close, placing a kiss on his forehead. “you did so good for me, minnie. i’m so proud of you.” you whisper as you help him into the shower. he hums in content when he feels the hot water on his shoulders, and your arms around his stomach.

showering goes quickly, you’re whispering sweet nothings into his ear and giving him soft kisses on his face. he eventually comes back down from his headspace, and he’s all giggly, smiley, and fluffy.

“c’mon minnie. i still have to fix the sheets.” you tell him, and he nods, you pick him up again and help him out of the glass shower. “y’know, i could get used to you carrying me around everywhere.” he laughs with a smile, poking at your cheeks when you roll your eyes.

you hand him one of your hoodies and he tugs it on, fixing it when you sit him down in a chair.

you strip the bed, and pull some clean ones from a shelf. jimin is playing with the long sweaterpaws of your hoodie that was about 4 sizes too big on him.

you quickly changed the sheets and pulled jimin into bed with you. he wraps his arms around you and cuddles into you.

“you really are my boyfriend, you know.” he whispers, and you raise an eyebrow. “i mean, i didn’t want you to think i’m only with you because of your money…” he says. “even though that’s how we met, i genuinely love you now. and you’re not my sugar daddy. you’re my boyfriend that i love so much.” he tells you, sitting up and looking at you honestly with pure love in his eyes.

“i love you too, jimin. so, so much. baby, that’s how we met but that doesn’t mean that’s how we have to continue like that. you’re my boyfriend too, and i’d just like to spoil you a bit.” you smile. “i’m not your sugar daddy anymore. just your boyfriend who spoils you a bit more than normal.” you tell him, quoting his words for earlier.

you hold his face in your hands and place a kiss on his plump lips. he smiles when you pull away, eyes glimmering. “now, i want some cuddles.” he murmurs, falling back down into your arms. “i love you, jimin.” you whisper, reaching up to turn off the lamp light. “i love you too, y/n.”