#big big monster dilf in dress

[sheetghostwithbones]

Y'all are all like "oh luigi in a dress" for bowuigi wedding and that's cute.

But, consider...

Bowser in a wedding dress.

[2jaeh]

Last Summer / Kim Doyoung 

Genre: smut, angst 

word count: 16k

f! college student reader, aged up! Doyoung, slight badboy!Jaehyun and fwb!Jaemin

warnings: dilf!, age gap, old money fic!, cheating, affair, public!, unprotected, daddy!, alcohol!, blackmail!, gaslighting?, multiple smut scenes, let me know if I miss anything. 

A five week business vacation with a bunch of elite families, filled with gossip, rumors and people doing anything to climb the social ladder. But through all the chaos the last thing you suspected was a whirlwind romance with your friends father. 

appearances: college friends : Haechan, Jaemin, Chenle, Sungchan, Jaehyun 

aged up! Johnny and Kun. 

A/N: hello! its author SIN here! I haven't wrote a monster fic since FREAKS but im here for old money Doyoung after so many requested a full fic of Country Club. Sorry i've been so IA i hope you enjoy this one !

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It was that time of year again and you and your mom were being dragged to one of your father’s business vacations which entailed around five weeks of your summer at your family’s world renowned resort. Now anyone else would be joyous that they’d be spending a luxury vacation at the hot spot for celebrities in the Summer, but now entering your twenties, and spending almost every summer of your life at this place, you figured it had lost its wow factor.

“Why couldn't we go to the Maldives or Greece like normal families” you groaned, slipping into a cashmere sweater that matched with a pair of capri pants and tennis shoes. You watched your  mother frantically  order the resort employees to prepare the bungalow to her liking until her eyes rested on you.

“Darling I thought I told you to throw those tacky shoes out” she sighed, coming over and giving you a tight squeeze, “and…you can go to Greece on your next semester break okay ? right now we need to mingle with your father’s investors, big smile!”

You gave her your best fake grin before returning back to your room and exchanged your shoes for a more high quality taste. You had no idea why your mom was being so particular about your dress code  being it was only day one and the more important guests only ever arrived in the second week.

You folded your arms and returned back downstairs to the lounge area when a familiar face completely caught you off guard.

“Jaemin!” you squealed, running into the toned man’s arms as he lifted you into a tight hug and engulfed you with his Givenchy perfume. Jaemin, your friend or rather fling whom you actually met via one of your father’s parties, was the son of a very big tech company CEO and your father’s current favourite golf buddy.

Mr. Kim Doyoung, the most handsome man you'd ever laid eyes on.

Jaemin released you from the hug and you took the opportunity to smile at both Mr and Mrs Kim as they briefly greeted you before returning to the conversation with your parents. You watched as Mr Kim pushed his glasses up as he laughed at some joke your father supposedly told, his gummy smile broke his stoic character and for a second you almost forgot your surroundings.

“Quite the surprise hey” Jaemin snapped you out of your trance and you quickly nodded. “You guys never do summer vacation, what's the special occasion ?” you questioned the dark haired man.

Jaemin chuckled and shrugged. “Dad said there’s a huge investor visiting this time and he doesn't want your dad to fumble any business proposals.” You hummed and looked back at the parents and watched your dad enthusiastically show Mr Kim around.

“Hey Doyoung it's a win win hey” your dad boasted, “our wives are happy, our kids are happy and we get to have a rematch of that golf game you cheated me out of last month.”

“Cheated?” Mr Kim smirked, “are we still running with that ?”

You gulped at his cockiness. Yes this was wrong. Entirely wrong because this was your friends father for fuck’s sake, but you’d been crushing on him for years, way before you met Jaemin. You hated to admit it but Mr Kim was your first real crush.

It all started on the night of your 18th, when he came to the party on his own because he and his family were going to leave on a business trip the next morning. He only stayed about 20 minutes, most of it was spent talking to your father and then he came over, introduced himself and placed a gift in your hands before planting a sweet kiss on your cheek.

“It's Viviene Westwood, your dad said you’re a big fan” His voice was so light and smooth. “My son starts at the same university as you next year, I hope the two of you can help each other out.”

And with that he said his goodbyes and you’d only see him at very special events after that. He did attend your 21st this year, but you and Jaemin had already established a friends with benefits situation and you decided that crushing on a man twice your age who now happens to be your fling’s father was not the path you were seeking.

“Do you think I’d have to sneak into your room every night ?” Jaemin pinched your side and you playfully pushed him before bringing your arms around his neck.

“Honestly our parents are going to be so blackout drunk every night im sure you could walk straight into my room and do whatever you want” you bit your lip and Jaemin smirked in return, enjoying the challenge.

The first two days were pretty much uneventful even with Jaemin railing you into your bed the very first night. Luckily for the two of you your dad managed to get the Kims’ the bungalow right next door and Jaemin made good use of the maintenance ladder and your balcony.

You were grateful you had Jaemin around until the morning you heard a voice you wished was in your head. The voice you thought you’d only hear when University resumed.

Lee Haechan.

“Jaemin hurry up, my arms are killing me here” You heard him say as you stepped out on the balcony to oversee the commotion. Your uni friend, well rather Jaemin’s, was standing outside their bungalow with luggage that definitely exceeded a five week stay which meant that it was likely computer equipment.

Great.

“What are you doing here ?” making sure your voice was definitely unwelcoming. “Wow y/n way to be hospitable to your good friend” he dropped his bags and clapped sarcastically. You watched the workers scramble for the luggage as Jaemin stepped outside to greet his very annoying friend.

“His parents kicked him out for the summer” Jaemin looked up apologetically.

“Can't say I wouldn't do the same” you scoffed while Haechan stuck out his tongue. “My boy and I are going to build a gaming pc, you know good old fashioned bonding” Haechan threw his arm around Jaemin while your poor friend knew you weren't in the slightest happy about this new arrangement.

“Great” you sighed, “hope you two lovebirds have a lovely vacation.”

“You can join us, you know, it's really fun.” Jaemin tried to look hopeful but he already knew you'd rather eat dirt than spend more than two hours with Haechan and build a damn pc on top of that.

You unenthusiastically waved them off and returned to your bedroom and threw yourself on your bed ready to dive into a solemn state until you heard a voice coming from downstairs.

His voice.

You tiptoed down the wooden stairs and you saw Mr Kim sitting at the corner bar with your father both adorning golf wear and engaging in conversation when your father quickly noticed your presence.

“Hey sweety, you're not hanging out with Jaemin today ?” he said while taking a sip of his scotch whiskey.

You groaned while approaching the two men, making sure your attention was on your father and not Mr Kim. “Haechan is here and they're going to spend the entire vacation building some stupid pc” you complained with a pout and your ears perked when you heard Mr Kim chuckle.

“Sorry about that, Haechan can be pretty persistent and I just wanted to help his parents get him out of their hair for a bit” Mr Kim smiled sweetly and you could tell he was genuine with his apology. “If you're bored why don't you come out for a round of golf, make sure your dad isn't cheating.”

“Uhm I don't want to impose…” you began to say and your dad quickly jumped to his feet and threw his arm around you. “My angel will be the best judge I can assure you!” he squeezed your shoulder, “go get ready sweetheart we will leave in 20.”

You stood under the caddy’s umbrella shielding yourself from the blistering summer heat as you watched Mr Kim and your father tee off on the fifth hole. Most of the banter was inside jokes they had going on and honestly you almost regretted joining their session until you saw how immaculate Mr Kim was at playing golf. His form, the way he stuck out his tongue slightly as he concentrated on his next shot and ofcourse how accentuated his muscles were through his golf gear as he swivelled his body every shot.

The heat wasn't that bad after all.

“Sir you have a call at the front desk” the caddy held the phone up for your dad to receive it.

You watched your father’s frown turn into a wide smile signalling it was either a big investor or one of his work buddies. “Hey Doyoung Johnny is here, i'm going to check him in before our wives make a big deal about his sudden appearance” your dad chuckled and hung up the call.

“Ah yes the wives biggest enemy, i'm surprised he actually showed up” Doyoung rested his hands on his golf club. “He didn't bring…her…did he ?”

Your eyes followed Mr Kim’s to your fathers and your dad quickly shook his head as he began handing his equipment to his caddy.

“Oh you know he wouldn't do that, gosh imagine what the investors might think.”

Now this story you were definitely clued up on thanks to Haechan practically interrogating Johnny Suh’s nephew, Sungchan. Mr Suh was a high end lawyer and had been working with your father’s circle of friends for years. He was a prominent figure, anyone and everyone fell in love with him and that's exactly how he got into trouble.  You're not sure of the timeline but according to Haechan Mr Suh had an affair with a young divorcee who’s case he’d been working on. Almost everyone expected his career to plummet after the news broke but it just made him more popular amongst young naive women who thought they too could bag the richest newly divorced big time lawyer.

Your mom couldn't stand him especially because she and the other wives were friends with his ex wife. But your dad never bothered since he’d always say that his ex wife was a gold digger and would have ‘ran him dry’ eventually. Surprisingly Haechan noted that Sungchan was also more than happy to know that his uncle was finally free from that woman.

There’s two sides to every story you guessed.

“Are you really leaving in the middle of the game ?” Mr Kim sighed, “this isn't just an excuse to get out of losing again is it ?”

Your father scoffed and waved his hand. “Oh please we are picking this up tomorrow, but for now why don't you get a little practice with my daughter ? she's got a wicked right swing!”

“Dad I don't think-”

“Let's do it.”

You turned to face Mr Kim who was now holding out his golf club to you as a stunning smile spread across his face. You swallowed hard as your father zoomed off in his golf cart and left you alone with just Mr Kim and the unattentive caddy.

“Mr Kim I'm not the best player so-”

“Hey my rivalry is with your father not you” Mr Kim waved his hand and grabbed a bottle of water. “I’ll go easy on you.”

You refused to be a stuttering mess so you tried your best to concentrate on the task at hand. It should be easy since there’s nothing the two of you could really talk about besides your father or Jaemin.

Oh you hoped he wouldn't bring up Jaemin.

You took your first swing and honestly like you expected it wasnt that grand. You turned to him apologetically while he let out a charming chuckle before joining you on your walk to the next hit.

“You're too tense” he commented and tapped your shoulder. “Since we're just practising, how about I coach you and next time you can win against your father.”  

You watched as he consulted the caddy on the perfect golf club and watched him stroll back over to you and replaced the club you clutched in your hands. The next movement almost had you weak at the knees as he slowly moved behind you and placed his slender fingers on your shoulders and squeezed lightly.

“Relax y/n” he calmly said in your ear. He may have been thinking this was just a friendly exchange but God your mind was thinking very different things. Vile almost absurd things. You nodded and did as he said, exhaling deeply while your heart was practically beating out of your chest.

“It's all in the hips you know” he said before clearing his throat, “May I ?”

You nodded again and within seconds his hands were on your waist. It was all very PG but anything he did always felt erotic. You kept your concentration on your posture making sure he wouldn't pick up on your strange behaviour but every touch, every breath coming from behind you felt like electricity.

“Now be gentle, allow your body to lead you to the shot rather than the strength of your hit” He continued and stepped back to watch you take your next shot.

The next shot was better but again you were no Lydia Ko. Mr Kim however seemed to be a perfectionist because yet again you were given another club and his hands returned to your waist. This time it felt a little different. You felt his breath against his neck and his hands were a lot more firmer as he guided you to redo your shot. “Now I know you can do better than that” His voice was low and you felt a sensation develop between your legs. You had no idea how you let your impulses get the better of you but you allowed yourself to arch your back a bit until your ass pretty much grazed against his crotch. You know it was evident too because you heard him suck in a deep breath but you didn't dare turn around.

“Like this..?” you managed to say and heard him hum before slowly stepping away and allowed you to take the shot.

Surprisingly that one was the best you had all day and it even ignited excitement out of you as you jumped in celebration, completely forgetting what had happened a mere seconds ago. “Oh my God did you see that ?!” you squealed and turned to face Mr Kim who had been chewing on his bottom lip before it turned into a sweet smile.

“I knew you had it in you, you're a natural and a quick learner” He held his hand out for a high five but as your hands collided, his fingers entangled with yours and your eyes met his in probably the most intense unspoken exchange in your life. You had no idea what was going on in his head and you were unaware that his thoughts mirrored yours. He had no idea why he did what he did and his head swarmed with so many unresolved questions.

This was his friend's daughter. His son’s college friend.

The caddy called the two of you up to drive over to the next hole and you both silently jumped in the backseat, hoping the situation was just an awkward exchange and nothing more. The drive was bumpy and unusually long. Both you and Mr Kim opted for looking in the opposite direction until the caddy hit the brakes causing Mr Kim to quickly shield you from impact.

“God what the fuck?” Mr Kim cursed and you mentally hated that it gave you another reason to find him attractive. There was no hope at this point.

“S-sorry sir there was a rabbit crossing the path” the caddy looked up into the rear view mirror and you swore you saw fear in his eyes. Mr Kim sighed and muttered that it was okay and to keep moving but as the trip resumed you realised his arm was still draped across your lap.

You adjusted your seating which pushed your tennis skirt higher and now his hand was exposed to your thigh as you waited to see what his next move might be. Mr Kim cleared his throat and you almost gasped when you felt him squeeze your exposed thigh before the caddy finally came to stop.

“I need you to go to the front desk and get more water and please let them know that the rabbits are roaming free on the course at this hour, it's quite dangerous for everyone involved” you watched Mr Kim tap his resort card on the payment machine and watched the caddy leave  you and Mr Kim completely alone.

“What do you study again y/n ?” Mr Kim asked casually as if nothing suspicious had happened all day and set up his next shot. You wiped the beads of sweat forming on your head. “I…study accounting Mr Kim.”

His chuckle made your eyes narrow as he took an effortless shot and turned around to face you. “Call me Doyoung, you do call Kun by his first name don't you ?” his new demeanour confused you. Was he just being friendly all this time and you were mistaking it for something else ?

“Yeah well Kun has been my dad’s friend for ages so-”

“So am I a stranger then ?” he poked his tongue into his cheek, “I guess we have to work on our relationship then.”

Mr Kim, Doyoung gestured for you to set up your next shot. Seeing as you were unsure of his intentions you decided to test the waters again. What was the worst that could happen anyway ? Him peacefully rejecting you would actually solve a lot of your current problems.

“Can…you help me again ? I kinda forgot the posture thing” you battered your eyelashes at him and you watched as his jaw tightened for a brief second before he nodded and came over to his usual position. You wasted no time in pressing back into him but this time you turned your head slightly to see his reaction.

“W-what are you doing y/n?” his low voice sent a shiver down your spine.

“What do you mean, I'm just..playing golf” you replied innocently and you heard him chortle in amusement. You felt his fingers press into your hips as you practically settled in his crotch, a bit proud that you had him a little flustered.

“You’re…a very naughty girl” he hummed as he straightened himself and allowed his fingers to dance on the band of your skirt.

You sighed and hummed in agreement. “I know Mr Kim and it seems like you're not so innocent yourself.”

Doyoung raised his eyebrow at your snarky comment yet mentally cursed his inability to keep his arousal in check. He was in dangerous waters but his head was too clouded with how this was about to play out for him to think about any consequences right now.

“Are you saying that this….exchange has you a little excited as well?” he queried and you felt absolutely delirious with lust.

“You can find out for yourself if you want” you curved your back a bit standing like an open invitation for him to do as he pleased. You expected him by now to at least lecture you that the two of you were out in the open and this whole ordeal was just absurd but instead he carefully stood behind you as your hands tightened around the golf club and his fingers ghosted its way up your skirt.

Doyoung’s breath was deep and steady as he caressed the skin of your inner thighs before taking his index finger and grazed it over your soaked panties. You heard him groan at your wetness while you bit down on your lip at the contact. You thought it would stop there but you almost collapsed when he pushed your panties to the side and allowed his long cold digits to feel your arousal.

“Fucking hell” he cursed as his other hand held onto your hip to keep you steady.

“Mr Kim…please..more” your voice quivered, not sure what you were asking for exactly but whatever was happening couldn't end right now, not like this.

Doyoung was completely immersed in how wet you were for him. He loved how your folds felt between his fingers and you were like putty in his hands. You gasped when he inserted a finger into your core and he heard him groan once more this time in frustration.

“Youre so fucking tight, id ruin you sweetheart” his words were like venom in your ear as he continued to finger you at an agonising pace.

Euphoria quickly came to an end when you heard a golf cart and it was Doyoung’s caddy returning from his errands. Doyoung quickly wiped away his hands and the two of you stood innocently as the caddy jogged over.

“Sir, they are requesting the both of you back for brunch” the caddy spoke and immediately began collecting the golfing equipment and packed the cart. You looked up at Doyoung trying to search his face for what all of this meant and whether it might happen again but he returned back to his stoic self. His eyes never met yours and he was silent and to himself the entire way back up to the resort.

If you thought your crush on him before was dangerous, well you've just entered a new territory.

By the time you washed up and arrived at the restaurant your father had picked for lunch you noticed everyone was already settled in. Doyoung sat right next to his wife and chuckled along with your father, Mr Suh and your father’s long time friend Qian Kun. Doyoung glanced up for a millisecond but returned to the conversation as if nothing had ever happened on the golf course.

“Darling, what took you so long ? Doyoung said you guys arrived two hours ago” your mother embraced you before one of the waiter’s pulled out your chair next to Jaemin.

“I had to take a shower” you pressed your lips into a smile and looked over at Doyoung, “It was extremely humid down there.” You watched his fingers twitch around his wine glass but it wasn't enough of a reaction for anyone else to notice. Your eyes drifted to Mr Suh who flashed you a friendly smile that you forcefully returned back before leaning into Jaemin.

“Why the hell is he here ? I thought our mothers hated him” you questioned as Jaemin rubbed the small of your back.

“Apparently his ex wife had been cheating on him too, way before he started his affair” Jaemin popped a cheese cube into his mouth. “Yeah right that’s what he wants everyone to believe” Haechan chimed in and you weren't going to admit it but you definitely shared his sentiments.

You looked up and noticed that Sungchan, Mr Suh’s nephew had also joined the trip as well as Kun Qian’s son, Chenle. You weren't too familiar with Sungchan despite him being in the same university as you but you knew Chenle really well. The two of you practically grew up together.

“I thought you were going to Dubai for the summer” you took a sip of your white wine while the ash blonde boy shook his head and sighed.

“Yeah I thought so too” he scratched his head, “My mom convinced my dad to come to the resort this year for the big networking party, God are they not tired of doing business ?!”

“Who else is gonna pay for your trips to Dubai ?” Haechan mused and Chenle rolled his eyes. “Whatever,” he retorted, “What are you even doing here anyway Lee Haechan? I thought your parents were going to London.”

“They went without him,” Jaemin snickered, earning a shove from Haechan.

“I would've done the same,” Sungchan added.

“That's what I said” you giggled and Sungchan gave you a thumbs up while Haechan erupted in a long groan.

“Face it, without me, you losers wouldn't have any fun” he pouted.

For a minute you too had completely forgotten about Doyoung, lost in the childish banter of your friends until the memory flashed back and you felt your stomach turn. There it was. The guilt was finally settling in as Jaemin squeezed your thigh under the table while he entertained whatever conversation they were now engaged in. How could Doyoung just sit there, as if nothing had ever happened. Was what he did just something to overlook?

You couldn't have been more wrong as Doyoung’s thoughts were completely scattered from the very moment he saw you in your tennis outfit. He was engaging in conversation but wasn't really retaining any information. He couldn't help himself but to steal glances at you from the other end of the dining table. Doyoung thought he was being subtle enough until he felt a tap on his shoulder from none other than Johnny Suh.

“Gonna take a smoke break, wanna join ?”

Doyoung stepped onto the balcony that overlooked the pool area as he twirled his red wine in his glass and exhaled deeply.

“Doyoung Doyoung Doyoung, you dog” Johnny blew a cloud of smoke into the sky as he erupted into laughter, “I didn't think you had it in you buddy.” “What are you talking about?” Doyoung muttered, leaning against the marble balustrade. Doyoung’s eyes shifted to the window making sure no one was paying attention especially since Johnny’s voice was the equivalent to a megaphone.

Johnny took a step closer with a smirk spread across his face,  “Doyoung, do you know who you're talking to ? I am the King of reading the room, especially when it comes to sneaky glances at your good friend’s hot daughter.” Doyoung’s jaw tightened again and he looked back into the restaurant before gulping down the last of his wine.

“I don't know what youre talking about,” he answered coldly.

Johnny narrowed his brows and cleared his throat, “Okay so she walks in, directs a very weird innuendo at you after you two played golf alone all day and you two have been eye-fucking each other for the past half hour.”

“Would you lower your damn voice ?!”

“So it's true ?”

Doyoung ran his fingers through his hair in frustration and pulled Johnny aside. He had no choice but to come clean but luckily for him Johnny would never ever spill the beans on his adultery seeing as Doyoung had been hiding Johnny’s string of affairs for ages. Yes there were more than one and no his now ex wife and all his friends have no idea about them.

“She baited me” Doyoung wet his bottom lip, “came up to me like a fucking minx and I-”

“You fucked her on the golf course ?” Johnny asked amusingly.

“No,” Doyoung deadpanned, “I…used my fingers for a bit but the caddy interrupted.”

Doyoung hated the smug look that spread across Johnny’s face and honestly actually explaining the situation only made him feel more guilty. He was the older, more mature one; this was entirely his fault and not yours at all.

“That’s your son’s friend oh my God you're worse than me” Johnny grinned and Doyoung turned back to look at you in a hearty conversation with his son and your friends. Johnny was right. This was so much worse than whatever he has done, but he could end it right here right now.

“It’s not going to happen again, I made sure to get my point across to her very quickly” Doyoung chewed on lip.

“Oh please, you said your wife hasn't given you any in a long time and I still have the divorce papers you filed for last-”

“Throw them away” Doyoung cut Johnny off.

“What ?!” the taller man exclaimed.

“There’s no need, I'm not going through with it” Doyoung replied calmly despite his thoughts still scrambling about both his marriage and you. Johnny ashed his cigarette and shook his head as the two of them entered the restaurant.

“Whatever man, all I know is that just a small taste of that kind of adrenaline doesn't go away that easily.”

Doyoung slipped back in his seat and put on his best smile but Johnny’s words still stuck with him like a thorn in his side.

Would he be able to stop ?

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A few days had passed since the golf course incident and you were grateful that your dad had been entertaining his friends on his own as they attended seminars and did God knows what until late hours of the night. It was one of those nights where all the parents had gone out to one of the bars at the resort and you and your friends figured you’d also drink the night away.

“God Sungchan I swear if you don't finish your drink I will push you into this pool” Haechan threatened as the younger boy grimaced at the taste of his 8th drink of the night. Honestly having all of them around this year wasn't that bad because usually you'd either be babysitting your parents or drinking with the resort staff.

You sipped your cocktail and danced along to the music blaring from the poolside bar in your Miu Miu two piece wrapped in a mesh skirt. Jaemin threw his arm around you and you could tell by his slurred words and sloppy kisses that he was needy.

“Are you not fucking Haechan tonight ?” you rolled your eyes.

“Don't ever say that again” Jaemin groaned while his hands ghosted over your thighs and moved to grope your ass.

“Ew get a room” Chenle spat and you sighed. As much as you’d love to get railed right now you couldnt stand that this arrangement with Jaemin only worked when he was in the mood rather than it being mutual. You already knew he’d be in your room for the night and you won't see him the entirety of the next day unless you were out looking for him.

“Yeah totally not in the mood doll” you pried his hands off your figure and took a sip of your drink, “you should call it a night, don't want to be hungover when you have a pc to build.”

Jaemin never bothered to argue back. He knew how stubborn you could be and honestly he needed to get Haechan back to the bungalow before he ended up swearing at the bartenders. You waved off Jaemin, Haechan and Chenle who went along since his accommodation was on that end anyway while you took care of Sungchan.

“You all good there buddy?” you joined him on one the loungers as he gulped down his third glass of water.

“I'm alright, sorry i'm still getting used to the whole alcohol thing” he smiled sweetly.

You giggled and tutted in response, “don't force yourself if you don't want to, Haechan may think he is the boss around here but trust me he’s a pushover.”

Sungchan nodded shyly until you saw his eyes perk up. You followed his gaze and from all people in this entire goddamn resort in walks Johnny Suh and Kim Doyoung.

Just great.

“Hey Nephew” Johnny greeted, his face absolutely red indicating he was definitely more drunk than his dear nephew right now.

You looked up at Doyoung briefly who just stood awkwardly while Johnny babied his nephew, smothering him in hugs and compliments. Sungchan stood up and stabilised his uncle, praying he wasn't going to be stubborn about heading back to their bungalow.

“Come on Uncle Johnny, time for bed” Sungchan held him by his waist while Johnny pinched his cheeks and coddled the younger boy.

“Doyoung isn't my nephew just the cutest ? He's the cutest right ?” Johnny slurred as Sungchan bid his farewell to you and guided Johnny back to their bungalow.

You wasted no time in making sure there were no awkward silences and grabbed a new drink from the bar and began heading down a dimly lit path. You couldn't look at him. Especially since he had ignored your existence for most of the week.

“Where are you going ?” he questioned, as you heard his footsteps follow close behind.

“To the beach, leave me alone” you replied carelessly. Did he expect you to respect him as your father’s friend after the stunt he pulled ?

“You are not going to the beach in the middle of the night drunk and on your own” he lectured, still following you down the path until the two of you reached the white sandy area that met the moonlit shore.

He watched attentively as you turned around and removed the mesh skirt as you soaked in the moonlight and the salty sea breeze.

“You're not my father Mr Kim” you groaned, “I can do whatever I want.” “Do your parents know where you are right now ?” Doyoung questioned as he shook the sand that filled up his sandal.

You walked over to one of the beach recliners sighing that the umbrellas were all down and sat down your drink on the table. “My parents think I'm at the overnight spa, smart of me don't you think ?” you smirked as you struggled to open the umbrella that was twice your size.

Doyoung massaged his temples before walking over and helping you open the umbrella before taking a seat on the opposite recliner. He knew he was doing the right thing by taking care of you while you were acting recklessly, but a part of him wondered if being around you in that scantily clad bikini and the amount of alcohol running through his veins and yours, was a good idea.

“What are you drinking ?” Doyoung watched you take a sip of your cocktail as you laid back in the recliner and crossed your legs.

“Rum and Coke” you replied, handing him the drink.

You were amused by how much he drank, and watched as he set the glass aside and shook his leg anxiously while his entire body tensed up.

“For someone who told me that I'm too tense you're really one to talk” you commented and pointed to his fidgeting fingers and anxious leg. Doyoung quickly took notice of his actions and gathered himself. He turned his focus to the dark sea, while you studied him wondering what the hell was going through his head right now.

“You know any normal married man would be back home laying next to his wife after a drunken night” you sighed and Doyoung’s eyes quickly darted to yours.

“I'm here to make sure you get home safely,” he said in a calm tone.

“Oh please” you scoffed, “you had no idea I was out here until you guys stumbled across us at the bar. Mr Kim it seems like you love to keep your distance from your wife regardless whether I'm here or not.”

Doyoung’s jaw tightened at your words. He knew you were not  taunting him because everything you mentioned was pretty much how it's been for the past few months in his marriage. Most of the time he met with your family on his own and your father had always commented on how divided the two of them had become after Jeno had turned 18.

“Its probably why youre so needy too, when was the last time youve even fucked anyone ?”

“Is this a joke to you ?” Doyoung retorted, “Do you not see how wrong this is ?”

You rolled your eyes, finishing the last of the drink, and sat  it back on the wooden side table.

“Honestly I dont,” you shrugged, “I did at first ofcourse, hell Ive been wanting to fuck you since my 18th birthday but now that I know youre miserable  in your marriage I dont see the harm in it.”

Doyoung pondered on your words and of course he was miserable but his reasoning for coming onto you wasn't because he needed a quick fix. God he saw beautiful women at so many investor parties but nobody had him riled up like you did. For him though it was your 21st birthday, when you wore that Elie Saab sequin dress and you carried yourself with such poise and class that he’d never taken notice of before. There was always a mystery surrounding you and with that neverending curiosity he disciplined himself into keeping his distance.

That was until a few days ago.

“You’ve been wanting me since then ?” Doyoung asked in that low voice that always hit the right spot.

You pushed yourself up from the recliner and stood up to hover over him. Doyoung’s eyes dragged over your body until his eyes locked with yours as you placed your thumb under his chin.

“Oh Mr Kim I fantasise about having you every…single..night” you mused and with that you pressed your lips against his and sighed into the passionate kiss. Doyoung quickly pulled you into his lap, his lips never leaving yours as you straddled him and immediately gripped onto his dark locks.

“I'm not going to be able to stop this time y/n” Doyoung groaned into your neck as you pushed your body further down into his lap, already feeling his hardened member against your clothed core.

“Don't stop…please dont stop” you moaned into his kisses as he grabbed your ass and buried his face into your chest, littering your collarbone and breasts with kisses. You both knew that taking your time would only raise concern so you were in agreement that it needed to be done as soon as possible.

You fiddled with his dress pants as he unbuttoned his shirt revealing the very toned body you were suspecting. God the sight of him alone like this could've made you orgasm. Doyoung quickly pushed down his pants and then suddenly pulled away.

“Fuck…Fuck!” he cursed.

“What is it ?” you looked around thinking one of the employees was lurking around.

“I don't have protection. '' Doyoung looked up at you and bit down on his lip.

“God i'm on the pill please just fuck me already” you whined and returned your lips to his desperate to regain the momentum you had earlier on.

“Are you sure this is okay sweetheart ?” He asked once again his voice filled with concern. God the age difference thing was really showing right now because everyone around your age was careless and dumb. Any guy in their 20s (and probably Johnny Suh) would be ecstatic to know they'd be able to do it raw.

You found his concern endearing.

“Do whatever you want Mr Kim, I just need you inside me” you whispered and Doyoung literally felt dizzy with ecstasy at your lewd words. He quickly responded by pushing aside your bikini bottom and rubbed circles on your clit before entering two digits into your core, preparing you for what's to come.

You were so lost in the magic he was putting in his fingers that you almost gasped at the difference when he inserted his member inside you. He was much bigger than you imagined and the biggest you ever had. He was right when he said he’d ruin you.

“Oh my fuck-” you moaned in his ear as Doyoung guided your hips to ride him. He wasnt sure if it was the impromptu fuck, the lack of sex he’s had recently or the girl on top of him right now but it was a fucking hell of a experience. You moved your hips roughly against his, expertly making circles with your hips as you built up your orgasm. Doyoung’s moans were like music to your ears as he groaned according to your movements as his nails dug into your thighs.

“Doyoung im-”

“Is my angel close hmmm” he hummed and the pet name just inched you closer to your high. Doyoung moved his hand to the front so his thumb had access to your clit, stimulating you until you were ready to give in. Doyoung watched in awe as you beautifully threw your head back and came so hard on his cock that he wished he could do it again almost immediately.

You rode out your high and to Doyoung’s surprise you removed yourself from his lap and settled between his legs. Your hand grabbed hold of his member as you looked up at him and pumped his member.

“You know, so you don't have to stress about coming inside me,” you brought your face down to meet his tip, “well coming inside me in a different way.”

Doyoung leaned back in his seat and grabbed a fistful of your hair as you went to work on his length. He knew he wouldn't last long, not with already fucking you and now with your tongue skillfully pleasing him. You hollowed your cheeks as your hand met your speed and the grip on your hair signalled that he was close.

“Fucking hell” was all Doyoung could say when he finally released in your mouth and with heavy eyes watched you swallow every bit of him.

“We should get back before they close up the bar” you said, straightening up your hair and outfit.

“Yeah we should” Doyoung agreed and buttoned up his shirt and tucked himself back into his pants. God he wished he could at least help clean you up and lay in bed with you but unfortunately that could never be on the agenda. He honestly had no idea what to say or what to do. The two of you walked in silence until you reached the bungalows, making sure to stay in the shadows just in case anyone was awake at this hour.

“Well good night I guess” you folded your arms, slightly embarrassed that regardless of what you said you still felt a pang of guilt and jealousy that he still  wasn't yours for the night.

You were about to walk off when Doyoung grabbed onto your arm and turned you to face him. He placed a kiss on your forehead and then a softer one on your lips.

“Meet me tomorrow at the squash court at 2:30,” he whispered as his thumb stroked your cheek, “Only if you want to though.”

You nodded and smiled up at him before finally parting ways and leaving both of you revisiting one of the most incredible nights of your life.

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The next morning you took your time to get ready, completely avoiding the voices of your hungover parents downstairs. You knew they'd pester you about where you were, what time you got home and most importantly who was the last person you were with last night.

That was the last thing you needed to be questioned about.

“Princess are you done pampering up, we're going to the gym” you heard Haechan’s grating voice call from outside your balcony. Of course you still had to pretend you wanted to hang out with them today but it just gave you a better alibi to showing up at the squash court. You quickly slipped into a cute Ralph Lauren polo shirt and bike short set and doused yourself with your Chanel no.5 before heading out to meet your friends.

“God I can smell you a mile away” Chenle dramatically coughed as the five of you strolled down to the fitness centre.

You sighed and stretched your arms above your head, “It's called perfume, you should try it sometime” you teased and the boy stuck out his tongue in return.

“Hey did you get home okay last night ?” Sungchan tapped your shoulder looking down at you sheepishly, “I needed to get Uncle Johnny home before he decided to extend his drinking hours.” You waved your hand and hooked arms with the taller boy, giving his bicep a tight squeeze as you stepped into the air conditioned wellness centre.

“It’s all good I went straight home anyway” you lied.

You and your friends were already welcomed with green juice, herbal tea and smoothie selections by the staff while you scouted the area for where you might bump into Doyoung. The centre was quite vacant, I guess not everybody could recover as fast as your family and friends as drinking to your limits never delayed the schedule of the next day. You walked through the essential oil aroma of all the various spa treatments until you finally reached the gym and caught your first glimpse of Doyoung laughing along with the rest of the parents.

God he looked extra hot today in just a pair of black track pants and a fitted white tee.

“Dude your uncle is jacked” Haechan gaped at Johnny Suh who was walking around in just a pair of training shorts, his sweaty toned body on display for everybody. God knows why. It's not like you didn't think he was hot, you would be stupid to think otherwise, but Mr Suh was never your type. He never had the sex appeal that Mr Kim had.

“Hey kids!” your dad waved as you all strolled over to join the gathering. You put on a friendly smile as your mom already pulled you into her side and gushed to the other mothers about how thankful she was to have a daughter or something along those lines. Your mother spoke but you avoided Mrs Kim’s eyes completely, while flashes of last night kept running through your mind.

“How about you gym buffs finish up and we’ll meet for lunch later” Mrs Qian spoke even though she knew her husband would rather join in on spa treatments than play any form of sport.

“Why are we doing sports on a vacation again ?” Kun Qian sighed as Johnny shoved a racket in his hands. “Come on now Kun, you gotta look good for Mrs over here” Johnny winked as Mrs Qian giggled shyly. Johnny Suh was truly a menace for any married woman.

“Well I'm guessing you're going to sweat it out with the boys” your mom fixed the headband on your head and sighed, “My dear daughter thrives on competitive sports, especially when it’s beating her own dad in them.”

“Not this time honey, I'm feeling lucky” your dad ended with his infamous catchphrase before he’d probably rage quit later on.

“Alright so I’ll be playing basketball with the fit young guys” Johnny threw his arms around both Jaemin and Chenle who both looked enthused by this idea. “Sure then I guess Kun, Doyoung, y/n and I will head to the squash courts” your father saluted Johnny as he began making his way to the back of the gym where a row of brightly lit squash courts lined up.

“Are we playing singles or doubles ?” Doyoung asked as he grabbed a baseball cap to push away the loose strands that fell over his forehead. He was pretty composed for someone who was literally fucking you raw on a beach a few good hours ago. You wondered what was going through his mind now that you showed up to his invitation.

“Doubles, my daughter and I verse you and Kun” your father called over an employee to bring over a few iced bottles of water. Your father suggested a round with each opponent and tally the score after.

Everyone agreed to the plan and you had your first round with Kun who was a pleasant opponent that always complimented your serves no matter how lazy they were eventually becoming. You liked Kun. He was such a good husband and father that you believed he truly set a standard for men everywhere. You always wondered how he even dealt with your father and his erratic friends but clearly it never bothered him.

“I'm going to talk your father into a quick foot spa before we get onto the next round” Kun said cheekily and you smiled sweetly as the two of you stepped into the hallway for the opponent swap.

“Did she go easy on you Kun ?” Your dad came over and high-fived you while Doyoung rolled his eyes. “Well you'd have to bet that she destroyed Kun after the beating I gave you” he said, the cockiness yet again in his voice drove your arousal.

“We both did just fine” Kun snapped back, “I'm just going to rest up a bit before the next round if you are planning on drinking tonight again.”

“Okay old man,” your dad conceded and followed Kun, “You guys coming with or going on with the game ?”

Doyoung waved his hand, “I know you two will never come back and I need to get my fitness in, go ahead.” He waited until the hallway was clear and followed you inside one of the courts in silence. There was tension in the air now that he was finally alone with you.

As soon as he was certain the two of you were alone Doyoung backed you up against the corner of court, a blind spot from both the entrance, hallway and the cameras above. He exhaled deeply as he grabbed onto your thigh, pushing your legs apart and settling his own leg in between for you to nestle on his toned thigh. His slender fingers ghosted up your body until his thumb brushed over your pouty lips, awaiting to meet his.

“I thought about you all night” he whispered before leaning in and peppered kisses along your jawline. He smelled exquisite, and  you had no idea that you were already unconsciously rubbing your heat up and down his thigh.

“Why’d you ask to meet here?” you whimpered into his touch, “we could get caught very easily.” Doyoung silenced you by pressing his lips against yours passionately, moaning into the kiss as he slipped his tongue inside and wrapped his hand around your neck ever so delicately.

“I thought I’d be able to control myself in a public setting and we could sneak out after, but I can't help myself” Doyoung pushed you harder onto his thigh and snaked his hand around you to grab onto your ass. He seemed way less in control than the first two times you two were in a situation like this. It was so out of his character to be the one to initiate such intimacy especially when his family were literally just a stroll down the hallway.

Doyoung had worked himself up to the point you thought he was going to recreate the golf incident  but something quickly brought him to his senses and he immediately stepped back and neatened himself while his eyes shifted to the entrance of the court.

“What’s going on ?” you frowned and looked into the empty hallway and back to the man who just had his tongue down your throat a few seconds ago.

“We cant do this, what the fuck this is just..its too much!” he was pacing the court and biting on his nail as if sanity had just hit him.

You groaned in frustration and gained some sort of composure before approaching the older man. “Are you serious right now ? you can't just do that and then tell me youre chickening out” you spoke in a low voice obviously frustrated that he was still so indecisive regardless of what had happened last night.

“Everytime I see you it's like I throw away my morals and then reality just…hits me” Doyoung frowned and his words really pissed you off, rightfully so.

“So what am I huh ? someone you can use until reality just hits you ?” you snapped back feeling your face heat up, “I have feelings too you know and I thought I made it very clear last night.”

Doyoung became stoic. You watched him grab a racket and ball from the floor as he got into position on the other end of the court.

“Let's Play” he said in a cold tone.

“Youre fucking unbelievable” you cursed and pushed open the clear door making your way back to your bungalow and as far away from Kim Doyoung as you possibly could. You hated that for him it was purely just physical and you had to deal with the emotional side to all of this. You had no idea how much you liked him until his attention drifted from you, until he was showing some affection to his wife or when he was just purely existing in the same space as you.

You hated it. You absolutely hated having feelings for Kim Doyoung.

You spent most of the day locked up in your room, catching up your best friend on the whole ordeal to which she just said ‘find someone new to fuck with and get over it’. It was easier said than done. Jeno was completely out of the question seeing as he was the son of the man you were trying to get over. Most of the employees were annoying frat boys and you weren't sure if any man would be able to satisfy you the way Mr Kim did.

“Honey get ready, we're having dinner at the Greek place tonight” your mother called from downstairs and you inwardly groaned. What was with these people and doing almost everything together. Sighing you got ready anyway because missing a dinner would not only have your parents nagging you about it you’d also be letting Doyoung know that the quarrel you had earlier was a lot more serious than you wanted him to think.

You needed him to know that you didn't care and you were going to be the one to move on. Pulling out your Versace black cocktail dress or the revenge couture collection as your friend calls it, you made your way  down to dinner making sure to keep your head up high and your attention off Mr Kim entirely.

You hoped.

“You guys finally made it” Johnny Suh’s voice boomed from the grand table that was set up on the fairy lit private deck at the back of the quaint restaurant. You began making your way over to your friends when you noticed an extra man had now joined the festivities and boy was he something.

He looked around your age, dressed in Prada with his hair slicked back which emphasised his sculpted face with the prettiest set of dimples you'd ever seen. His eyes immediately locked with yours as you took the seat across him and his lips curled into a friendly smile.

“Good evening everyone” you greeted and Sungchan quickly cleared his throat and gestured at the man seated next to him. “y/n this is my older brother Jaehyun, Jae this is y/n” he introduced the two of you and the man reached over the table to shake your hand.

“You're the infamous y/n then” he smiled, his voice was low and utterly charming.

“Infamous ?”

“Well,” he shrugged, “the beautiful heir to this luxurious resort, best believe you're talked about.”

You blushed at his words ignoring the irrelevant comment from Haechan and continued getting to know Johnny Suh’s other nephew, a true god sent distraction from Kim Doyoung. The two of you spoke for hours. You learnt that Jaehyun was an up and coming actor, and his family were in the textile industry. His hobbies were photography and collecting vinyls from his favourite artists all the way down to his great grandfather's favourites. You also learnt he frequented Milan for fashion shows, and it was his favourite city in the world. A place he already offered to give you a personal tour of.

“You know I heard that he goes to Milan just to fuck these old rich women” Haechan whispered as the two of you snuck around the back of the resort for a smoke.

“Why would he need to, he’s too rich to be a sugar baby” you rolled your eyes and drew in the freshly lit cigarette.

“Bro is just a milf hunter, it gives him bragging rights and those cougars love it” Haechan grabbed the cigarette from your fingers and brought it up to his own lips. You peaked around the corner and watched as Jaehyun conversed with the rest of the men, laughing along with their jokes. He looked so innocent compared to the perverse things you were now hearing about him.

“Probably runs in the family, streets already calling him Johnny Suh’s prodigy” Haechan ashed out the cigarette and used a tester cologne to mask the smell.

“God he is so hot though, you think he could retire milf hunting for just one night ?” you smirked as the two of you made your way back up to the restaurant. Haechan gave you a pat on the back as he followed your gaze back to Jaehyun.

“If he’s anything like his uncle he probably already fantasised you underneath him during dinner.”

All the scandalous chats with Haechan and the obvious flirting with Jaehyun completely grabbed your attention from Doyoung and you almost forgot about the argument earlier on. You took the opportunity to steal a glance but to your surprise his eyes were already on you and he barely bothered to look away. His stare was dark as he twirled his whiskey glass in his hand and ignored the conversations that were happening around him.

“Honey the girls and I are all packed and off to the overnight spa” His wife interrupted his stare and he gave her a sweet smile and never bothered to share his plans for the night. That's the kind of relationship they had. No questions, no suspicions, just a facade for the friends and family that everything was perfect.

The ladies said goodbye to their tipsy husbands and thanks to your white lie that you already spent time at the spa the previous night you got away scot free from the outing. Haechan, Chenle and Sungchan decided to hang out at the arcade with Jaemin following close behind, seeing as you hadn't paid him any attention thanks to the appearance of Jaehyun. Which meant it was just you, Jaehyun and your father’s friends still lingering around the restaurant and bar for the rest of the night.

“So y/n what do you guys do for fun around here ?” Jaehyun shot back the last of his drink and leaned back into his seat looking so goddamn inviting.

“Well,” you held up your glass, “we drink, we play sports nobody cares about and we complain about our embarrassing parents.” Jaehyun followed your eyes to your father doing his best impression of what looked like the moonwalk and chuckled.

“Hey he’s pretty good!” he mused while you shook your head and stood up.

“You wanna get out of here?”

You and Jaehyun strolled around the empty courtyards as all the restaurants started packing up for the night. The summer night finally began cooling down and Jaehyun’s body seemingly got closer as the two of you walked around aimlessly.

“Why don't we take a little pitstop?” Jaehyun smirked and pulled you behind one of the restaurants where both of you were out of sight to onlookers. You could tell he was an expert in these circumstances, he definitely was a man who always got what he wanted.

Consensually of course.

“I heard something about you” you bit down on your lip as he began giving you butterfly kisses along your jaw and down the nape of your neck. Jaehyun hummed as you felt him smirk against your skin. “Hmmm and what did you hear about me ?”

“That you’re a milf hunter” you giggled as he licked the weak spot he found just under your ear. Jaehyun pulled back and an amused smile spread across his face. “A milf hunter ?” he repeated your words as if it was the first time he was accused of such.

“I mean I generally meet older women,” he added, “but I don't actively search for….milfs.”

“So I'm not just a second choice for tonight then ?” you mused, pulling him back to your body by his half buttoned dress shirt. Jaehyun licked his lips as he stared down at you and his large hands massaged your thighs while you moaned in his touch.

“I came all this way after Sungchan sent me pictures of you guys hanging out, baby i'm here because of you” Jaehyun lifted your face to bring you into a deep sensual kiss that figuratively and literally had you weak at the knees. The kiss was amazing but it was still sub par in comparison to Mr Kim. Jaehyun was a lot like the guys you've met at country clubs and student events. They were all drop dead gorgeous but lacked the experience, the class you craved. The type that came natural to someone like Kim Doyoung.

God you were thinking about him while another man, your rebound was practically worshipping you right now.

“You wanna come back to my place ? my uncle won't say anything” Jaehyun asked in between breathy kisses while he tried to hike your dress up for better access.

You ran through the pros and cons of the indefinite possibility that Johnny Suh’s big mouth might spill your escapades to your father despite his nephew trusting him this much. The only pros you could think of were getting fucked by Jeong Jaehyun and possibly getting over Mr Kim.

Possibly.

While you were in a mini dilemma Doyoung’s mind was a mess. He obviously couldn't let go of how you had left him at the squash court earlier and secondly how you spent the majority of your night with Johnny Suh’s promiscuous nephew. He downed another round of brandy, wincing at the taste while his friends fooled around on the roulette tables.

With a free night away from his wife and the happy hallmark family agenda Doyoung assumed it was finally the night to let loose. But all he could think about was you and where you were right now. What were you doing ? Did you not want him anymore upon meeting Jaehyun ?

“Need a top up ?” Johnny tapped Doyoung’s shoulder and the dark haired man nodded and held out his glass. “Hey you good ? my man you’re free tonight be happy!” Johnny cheered but his smile turned into a frown when Doyoung just appeared more stressed than usual. “Hey is this about..” Johnny turned to look at your father, making sure he was at a good distance from the conversation, “y/n ?”

Doyoung nodded and Johnny sighed.

“It happened, we went too far and now all I can think about is my wife and my son,” Doyoung sighed, staring at the brown liquid in his glass. “I truly fucked up.”

“You know what's fucked up ? you and this trainwreck of a marriage” Johnny scoffed, irked at the fact that he had to have this conversation about his friend’s failed relationship once again. “She is not the reason your marriage is not working, honestly she has nothing to do with your marriage regardless.”

“I know I know” Doyoung responded and sipped his drink, “I just cant get her out of my mind.”

“My advice is spend actual time with her, not these little sneaky one hour sessions and see how you feel after” Johnny suggested and Doyoung was quite surprised that the advice Johnny had given wasn't a total waste of time.

“If you're genuinely interested in another woman, it will make signing those divorce papers much easier, that's all i'm saying” Johnny concluded and topped up his own glass with the remainder of brandy.

“What about her family, Jaemin God what would everyone say if-”

“We will get to that when it's serious enough” Johnny interrupted before Doyoung dug himself into more worries. “For now just figure out if you're finally ready to call it quits.”

Doyoung decided to take a walk to clear his mind and ponder on the advice Johnny had given him earlier. He knew very well that his marriage was pretty much doomed a few years back but he hated that he stuck around to the point where he felt guilty to be the first one to bring up a divorce. What was even worse was that during a conflict over dinner some time back Jeno had come up to him and told him he’d be okay if it happened and it was better than both of them pretending to be happy for other people.

It was that very conversation that prompted Doyoung to have the phone call with Johnny, ready to begin the divorce  process but his sudden interest in you made him retract it. He felt insane. Careless. He made himself believe that he was only interested because he was unhappy in his marriage.

But of course that was never the case. You were different.

Doyoung stepped down into the courtyard and just as he was about to retreat he caught a glimpse of your figure that was partially lit by the overhead light of the restaurant. You were up against a wall, pinned against it by Jaehyun as he ravished your neck with kisses and you grabbed onto him for dear life enjoying every second of it.

Doyoung felt his body heat up at the sight of you with another man. He had never experienced that amount of jealousy and just pure anger up until this moment. Did he have a reason to be ? no. Could he have walked away and allowed you to do whatever you wanted seeing as you weren't his ? yes.

Was he going to ? not likely.

“Sorry, uhm Jaehyun ?” Doyoung cleared his throat causing you and Jaehyun to quickly move out of the shadows and gain some composure. Doyoung’s presence made you roll your eyes as Jaehyun approached his uncle’s friend unaware of the tension between the two of you.

“Oh hey Mr Kim” Jaehyun grinned and Doyoung’s jaw tightened as he took in your lipstick stains all over Jaehyun’s swollen lips and neck.

“Your uncle…He is looking for you…probably needs help getting back home seeing as Sungchan is preoccupied at the moment” Doyoung reported as his eyes briefly met yours.

Jaehyun looked back at you and shrugged. “Hey my offer is still open” he winked and gave you a quick peck on the cheek before moving his lips to your ear, “if you still want me just knock on my bungalow.”

You watched him say his goodbyes to Doyoung before quickly disappearing into the resort in search of his uncle and began your own journey home before you were interjected.

“y/n..” he held onto your wrist as you looked up at him.

“What ? you want to take over from where Jaehyun left off hmm ?” you raised your eyebrow, “you want to use me for about twenty minutes and go back to your happily married life ?”

Doyoung chewed on his bottom lip and exhaled deeply. “Look,” he began, taking a step forward, “I apologise for making you feel that way but please understand that was never my intention. I would never hurt you or purposefully disregard your feelings y/n” he loosened his hold on your wrist and caressed your cheek.

“A Lot of it is overwhelming but I've never done this before and  you're not just some random hook up y/n, believe it or not I actually like you” Doyoung’s words made your cheeks heat up, not completely sure how to react to his confession.

“Now listen,” he continued, “I had time to think about it and If we're both on the same page that it's not just a physical attraction then I want to spend time getting to know you better.”

“But how would we-”

“I managed to get an extra room up at the hotel away from the bungalows and I'll schedule myself free time for ‘business meetings’ throughout the day for us to hang out” He answered by pulling out a hotel keycard as evidence.

“How did you get a room isn't it at all suspicious that you're not at your bungalow ?” you frowned, still trying to process everything he was suddenly offering you.

“Y/n, me sleeping in a different room let alone a different suite altogether than my wife is not all that surprising to anyone around me” he admitted as he stuffed the keycard back into his pocket.

“If your little white lies work as well as you say they do then this should be a breeze right ?”

Your head was muddled and you wondered if he was being genuine about getting to know you or just stringing you along until he had another guilt trip fiasco. You needed some type of leverage to not only save your feelings but to also prove that he was in this for real this time.

“If you change your mind and for whatever reason decide ‘this is too much’ during the rest of the vacation  i'm going to come clean to both your wife and Jeno” you folded your arms and stood your ground.

“Sure, you have every right to” Doyoung answered, quicker than you expected him to. “Even though I will be going through a divorce in the possible future, if there is truly something between us, I'll sign the papers as soon as the vacation is over.” His words gave you goosebumps. He was absolutely serious. He was ready to go all in ?

You looked up into his almond eyes and nodded. “Deal.”

The next two weeks were probably some of the best moments of your life. Not only could you indulge in mind blowing sex with Doyoung but the two of you started to develop a genuine emotional relationship through your scandalous affair.

“What’s with this obsession with Greece y/n ?” Doyoung brushed the wet hair from your face as the two of you soaked your naked bodies in the spa bath of his hotel room.

“I love Greek mythology” you shrugged, “from the time my dad took me over there in elementary school, I had a school project on a Percy Jackson book” you giggled.

“I didn’t care much for the fantasies of Percy Jackson until I saw the real thing in Athens, it took my young breath away.”

Doyoung listened to your little story as he always did while watching the water droplets cascade down your shoulders and disappear into the soapy water. He finally felt relaxed for the first time in God knows how long.

You noticed you were babbling on and turned around to face him, giving him a cheeky smile.

“Are you daydreaming about screwing me while I was talking about a treasured memory ?” You raised your brow and Doyoung chuckled.

“Well I wasn’t thinking of it until you mentioned it just now”

You pulled him into a deep sensual kiss as you settled into his lap and sighed as he wrapped his delicate hands around your waist. Doyoung moved his lips down to your neck and nibbled on the sensitive skin, smirking when you moaned out his name. He loved hearing you praise him.

“Baby let’s move this to the bed” he whispered into your ear before pulling you out of the tub and quickly dried the two of you up before carrying you over to his bedroom.

“Someone wants to take his time tonight” you hummed and Doyoung gave your thigh a quick smack, ordering you to get on your stomach.

“That ass has been grinding up against me for the past hour and I can’t help but want to get a piece of it” his words made you wet in an instant as you slowly arched your back, giving him what he wanted.

Doyoung’s fingers danced across your spine and with his index finger he pressed into your core, sticking his tongue in his cheek as you already begged him for more. “Does my Angel want a little more?” He asked innocently as his second finger came in contact with your clit.

“Please more” was all you could say and Doyoung granted your wish, pushing two digits into your core and feeling your core clench around him. You loved when he took his time but you hated that you couldn’t last long when he did. You were already feeling an orgasm building way too early and quickly reached for his fingers and pulled away.

Doyoung chuckled darkly behind you and realised you weren’t going to hold on for long tonight and began lining up his member and pushing deep inside you. He sighed as you let out a gasp and gripped onto the bed sheets as he moved in and out of you in a brisk movement.

“That feels so good Mr Kim” you mewled, knowing it drives him insane in the best way possible when you refer to him formally in this type of setting.

Doyoung grabbed a fistful of your hair as he pounded into you. Your back arched in the best possible way for him to find your sweet spot. You were going delirious with ecstasy as his cold fingers moved to your throat and squeezed lightly. He was a professional in knowing what made you weak at this point.

“Come for me my Angel” Doyoung spoke between strokes and you could hear in the strain of his voice that he was close too.

Doyoung bit down on his lip as he watched you draw circles on your clit to help you finish. You were completely fucked out and he loved looking at you weak under his touch. Your pants became faster and Doyoung held on a little longer so you could cum all over him before pulling out of you and brought your mouth to his tip.

“Open up pretty” he swiped his thumb over your quivering lip and slipped his throbbing cock into your mouth until he finally came undone. Doyoung watched you swallow every bit of him until he was completely cleaned up and he stroked your head in satisfaction.

“Good girl.”

The next day you had plans with all the moms while Doyoung attended a few meetings with his friends. Everything was finally running smoothly until what you had feared most had already begun stirring.

Jaemin got a text from his mother to retrieve her ipad from his father’s suite, where she assumed it would be considering her husband only hired the suite for work related activities. Jaemin showed his identification to the hotel and headed up to the room until he realised that he didn't have keycard access. Mentally cursing himself he pulled out his phone in order to text his father until he heard a trolley park behind him.

“You need access to your dad’s room bro ?” the young bellboy smiled and held up the employee master key.

“Yeah thanks man” Jaemin nodded and watched the boy open the room for him and disappear down the hallway.

Jaemin stepped into the apartment and he immediately had an unsettling feeling fill his chest. From the unmade bed to the alcohol and chocolates spread across the coffee table, this looked a whole lot more than a ‘work suite’. Brushing it off knowing his parents have their issues anyway Jaemin began searching for the ipad. He slumped into the couch and looked in the crevices until he pulled out a very interesting piece of material.

“What the fuck ?” Jaemin murmured as he inspected the lingerie until the set started looking familiar to him. There was no way he thought. His heart began racing as he looked around the room once more and everything started to make sense. Your favourite chocolate, your favourite champagne left on the table. There was a new edition of Vogue magazine laying on the floor, the same one he saw you with at the pool the other morning.

Jaemin felt lightheaded. Who was he mad at more? Was it you ? the girl he was sleeping with just before the summer break or his father. The man that raised him and the man he respected. He was angry but reality hit when he realised he couldn't react.  He couldn't  cause a scene amongst the hundreds of socialites that could probably ruin his university reputation. This was how their lives worked. Everything needed to get buried before anyone outside their circle found out.

Jaemin sucked in a deep breath and left the room in silence. He needed to discuss this with the only person who could bury this messy affair.

His father.

While you were blissfully unaware of the shitstorm that was about to come, you happened to bump into Jaehyun and Mr Suh in one of the conference room lobbies. Both of them smiled down at you giving you an uneasy feeling that you couldn't explain.

“Looking for someone?” Johnny Suh smirked annoyingly.

“M-my father” you lied, “where is he ?”

“I think I saw him head over to the pool bar with Kun” Jaehyun draped his arm over your shoulder and escorted you very far from a confused Kim Doyoung who had just joined his friend Johnny Suh. The more you seemed to converse with Jaehyun the more awkward things had become. Since the night you made out with him you ofcourse cut it off after your deal with Doyoung, but you wondered why Jaehyun never bothered to question your sudden disinterest in him. He just moved on. You greeted him during dinners and said goodbyes when he left, that was about it.

“So where do you disappear to at odd hours during the day y/n ?” Jaeyhun brought you over to a table, pulling your chair close to him.

“You expect me to hang around Haechan and friends ? no thank you” you scoffed and Jaehyun stuck his tongue into his cheek and shook his head.

“You never answer my question sweetheart”

“Is it any of your business ?” you raised a brow and you hated the smug smile that spread across Jaehyun’s face. Him getting you heated probably got him off or something.

Jaehyun leaned in and you caught a whiff of his overpowering Tom Ford perfume. “I know you’re fucking Mr Kim so cut the innocent act” he smirked, enjoying seeing the fear that now filled your eyes. There was no point in denying since he probably found out from his loud mouth uncle who Doyoung admitted to letting in on your little secret.

“Like I said, that’s none of your business” you kept your cool, waving at a waiter to order something strong to keep your nerves down.

Jaehyun politely waited until your order was received and again leaned in close enough to make you tense up.

“Let me cut to the chase here y/n” Jaehyun began, “this little secret might be the juiciest story in the last few years and if it gets out your dad’s reputation, Mr Kim’s reputation…”

“Nothing is going to happen because no one is going to find out” you cut him off. Jaehyun raised his brow as if you just challenged him.

“Help me out and I’ll keep your dirty little secret” he leaned back in his chair and smiled as the waiter brought over your drinks. You glanced over Jaehyun, trying to figure out what he could possibly want when he practically had it all.

“Remember I mentioned that the only reason I’m here is because of you” Jaehyun sipped his drink, “well turns out there’s a lot of perks in dating the heir of this resort.”

“Oh really like what ?” You rolled your eyes at him.

“There’s this film I want to star in and the director is obsessed with wanting to come to this resort during these ridiculous networking vacations” Jaehyun explained, “Now I don’t have the power and neither does my uncle have a say as to who gets an invite, only your dad.”

You frowned as you tried following what he was getting at.

“Why can’t I just tell my dad to invite the guy why do I have to be dating you ?”

Jaehyun sighed and placed an arm around your waist. “Wouldn’t it be just romantic ?” He smiled, “y/n and Jeong Jaehyun met at her fathers resort and now she’s accompanying him to the Cannes film festival officially as his girlfriend.”

“You’re delusional” you rolled your eyes.

“And you’re fucking your boy toy’s father let’s not play the morality scale here sweetheart” he smirked and honestly you wished you could punch him in the face.

“Remember, your fathers entire empire could come crashing down” he added and you felt a shudder go down your spine.

“..how can I be so sure you won’t say anything after the festival is over?” You asked in a small voice. This felt like a dead end situation.

Jaehyun pulled out an envelope from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of you.

“My uncles a lawyer and I’ll make sure this little agreement between the two of us stays equal and authentic, no fine print.”

You couldn’t believe this was happening. One minute you were in paradise with Doyoung and now you’re in a law and order episode with Jaehyun. But you couldn’t risk it. Not for Mr Kim and definitely not for your parents. Image was absolutely everything in this socialite world and one little mistake could ruin it all.

“What were the two of you planning to do after he divorced his wife anyway ? Get married ?” Jaehyun chuckled dryly beside you.

That was another question that always kept you up at night. Yes he was going to divorce his wife and be with you but the two of you could never go public. Your parents would be livid plus the press would have a field day. You could be dropped in university for your actions, the sin count was endless.

Maybe there was no happy ending after all.

You signed Jaehyuns agreement and decided to retire to your bungalow before contacting Doyoung about everything that had just happened. This may even be the last night you could spend with him.

While you were wrapped in your own thoughts Jaemin watched as his father got ready for the dinner party your father was hosting tonight. Everyone was invited but Jaemin already felt sick to his stomach that he’d have to be in the presence of both you and his father.

“Dad, are you almost ready ?” He knocked on the door as he watched his father scramble for a necktie.

“Yeah yeah almost done son” Doyoung chuckled as he finally picked one out, “gotta look good for the last big dinner here.”

Jaemin leaned against the door frame as he watched his father spruce himself up. He actually never noticed how much his mood had changed since they had arrived. He was dressing nicer, he was smiling more and honestly just felt like his old self again.

Jaemin couldn’t stand that he knew the reason for his fathers happiness.

“Okay let’s head out!” Doyoung draped his arm over his son's shoulder as he met his wife at the entrance and they made their way over to the grand dinner party.

All the investors were there and it seemed like they kicked off the drinking festivities quite early as the restaurant was brimming with lively chatter and clinking of glasses. You decided that despite your sombre mood you’d still dress for the occasion and stepped out in a lacy Versace midi dress that you had been saving for the end of the trip.

“Hey y/n that milf hunter has been lookin- wow you look great!” Haechan’s eyes widened as he took a second to look at you.

“Thanks Haechan, who knew you’d be the least hated person on my trip this year” you nudged him playfully.

“Character development” he winked before realising what he came over for, “oh I was saying that Jae-“

“Hello y/n '' Jaehyun approached you in a Prada custom, you figured at this point he was probably sponsored since that's the only brand he wore the entire trip.

“Hi Jaehyun” you forced a smile as he gestured for you to take his arm. Your stomach churned as you watched him flash that gorgeous smile to all your fathers elite guests, all the older women gushing and giggling when he acknowledged their existence.

“What’s going on with your brother and y/n?” Chenle asked Sungchan who just shrugged as he was just as confused as the rest of them. Jaemin was especially confused. Could he have been wrong about the woman his father had seen ?

Doyoung was a bit distracted by all the guests but he managed to catch a little glimpse of you when you were being introduced to a board member by your father.

You looked breathtaking and he couldn’t wait to tell you that. He wished he could just steal you away just for a minute and have you all to himself. He wanted to pepper your skin with soft kisses and tell you how beautiful you were. He wanted to show you off to everyone here that you were his.

But Doyoung’s smile faded when he saw Jaehyun slip beside you and his hand was placed on the small of your back as he joined the conversation. Jaehyun was behaving differently. He was attached to your side and now he had the distaste of watching Jaehyun press his lips against your cheek.

“Whatever he is doing I am not involved” Doyoung snapped out of trance to Johnny's voice beside him. The taller man offered him a whiskey as they watched the scene from a distance.

“I thought you said he’s not interested in her,” Doyoung said as he winced at the taste of his whiskey.

“You know how these kids are” Johnny shrugged, “one day they’re fighting next day they’re fucking like rabbits.”

Doyoung shook his head at Johnny's crude words as he continued to observe the strange interaction. That was until Jaehyun had locked eyes with him and he sent him a wink.

God he knew.

“You told your nephew ?” Doyoung pulled Johnny aside who was still pretty much oblivious to everything that was unfolding.

“Told him what ?”

“What do you mean! You know what” Doyoung shot back the rest of his whiskey in frustration. “Johnny, did you tell your indecent moronic nephew about y/n and I ?”

Johnny thought about it for a second and then raised his hands in defence. “He must have overheard me on the phone or maybe I….mentioned it while I was drunk.”

“You’re unbelievable” Doyoung spat and shoved the glass into Johnny's hands before making his way out onto the terrace for a breath of fresh air.

Meanwhile you finally found an excuse to get away from Jaehyun who decided that his next target for the night was some film star from the 80s that he wanted as a mentor. You walked out into the courtyard and blew out a sigh of relief that you were finally free from that place.

“Y/n….”

You looked back and noticed Doyoung was making his way down from another exit, probably sick of this party as well. You were so happy to see him finally, he’s the only person you wanted to see tonight. Doyoung moved down a path that was dimly lit and away from anyone at the party and waited until you were able to make your way over to him.

“Doyoung” you practically ran into his arms as the two of you  embraced tightly under the moonlit sky. You didn’t want to let him go. Especially after everything that had happened earlier on.

“y/n what is going on?” He asked with concern as he studied your face.

“That bastard ugh” you cursed, “Jaehyun knows about us and now he’s blackmailing me into dating him for some film feature.”

Doyoung felt a burning sensation in his throat. Having someone like Jaehyun in on the secret meant it was done, it was over for everyone involved.

“Should I talk to him, what he says something after ? I could-“

“No” you replied, pressing your hands to his chest. “He made me sign an agreement that he wouldn’t say anything, as long as I do a few PR couple things for him.”

“This is my fault I should’ve never told Johnny I should’ve -“

“It’s not your fault” you cut him off again, “this relationship we have is complicated and after speaking with Jaehyun I realised that it’s going to be difficult regardless if he knew or not.”

Doyoung licked his lips as he figured what you were getting at. He never thought about how hard it would be to even start seeing you in your day to day life once he was a divorced man. Your father and him might ruin a good business relationship and opportunities for you could be removed based on what the public opinion would be.

“So this ends here then” he said defeatedly as he watched you fight back a few tears.

“I wish it could be different” you replied and looked up into his comforting eyes. Doyoung leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was sweet and soft, it reminded you of the one night you were able to sleep over and finally fall asleep in his arms.

It wasn’t long until the kiss became intense, and Doyoung had you up against the stone wall pressing his body against yours as he ravished you with kisses. There was absolutely no way the two of you could sneak off so you were okay to get whatever little time the two of you had left. Doyoung pushed up your dress in a hurry as you undid his pants and got into a position that would give him easy access in the short space of time. Groaning as he entered you, Doyoung pushed your hair to the side and left open mouth kisses along your neck and jawline as he pounded into you, a few feet from your father’s dinner party.

“Doyoung I can't hold on any longer” you panted as you chased your orgasm. Doyoung planted a soft kiss on your cheek before quickening his pace and his soft whispers made you weak at the knees.

“Baby i'm going to fill you up and don't you worry this won't be the last time, I promise” he grunted until he finally released inside of you and quickly grabbed hold of your waist to help your balance. That was probably one of the best orgasms of your life and you wondered if you’d ever feel something  like that ever again.

“Did you mean it ?” you asked in a soft voice as Doyoung helped you neaten up.

“That it won't be the last ?”

You nodded and he cupped your face with his large hands, smiling down at you.

“It's tough right now, but after things begin to settle we can try going on a little private vacation, just you and me” he promised with a kiss on your forehead, “look at it this way, being apart for a while will just build excitement to seeing each other again.”

You chuckled and nodded once more, softly embracing him before realising it was probably time to get back to the party. As you walked away you felt a lump develop in your throat because while his gesture was sweet, you honestly had no idea if you'd see him like this again. Doyoung shared your exact sentiments and only said what he said to give you a piece of mind.

He watched you walk off and decided to go in the opposite direction to use an alternate entrance when he noticed Jaemin had been sitting slumped on the terrace chair watching him make his way over.

“Son, what are you doing here?” Doyoung cleared his throat and shoved his hands in his pocket to appear less nervous.

“Where were you dad ?” Jaemin deadpanned.

“I was..I was just-”

“How long have you been seeing y/n ?” Jaemin looked up at him and Doyoung’s chest felt heavy as his son looked at him with such disgust in his eyes.

“Jaemin what are you talking-”

“Look,” Jaemin cut his father off, “I went to your hotel room and figured it out, I didn't tell anyone and I don't plan to because I don't want to be embarrassed.”

Doyoung sighed and it felt like his entire world just crashed once more. From being a shitty husband the last thing on earth he ever wanted to be was a shitty father. He was selfish because he was unhappy in his marriage but not once did he consider how Jaemin would feel if, when he found out.

“I'm so sorry Jaemin, I really am and don't worry it started and ended on this trip” Doyoung tried to reassure the boy. “I made a huge fucking mistake because-”

“You wanted out of your marriage” Jaemin sighed and Doyoung nodded with guilt. Jaemin chuckled bitterly and looked off into the distance. “What’s more annoying is that Ive never seen you happier you know, I just assumed it was being away from the office.”

Doyoung listened intently as Jaemin shared his sentiments. “I cant believe the reason you had to suffer and stay in this awful marriage was probably because of me” Jaemin frowned and looked back at his dad, “Of course I hate that it was y/n but dad please live for yourself, I can't stand this person you have become in the last few years.”

Jaemin’s words surprised Doyoung but he hated that he didn't want him to think that you were the sole purpose for his new found joy. Being free was the root of his happiness and being with someone like you made him feel free.

“Look son, firstly us staying together was our choice and I apologise that you felt guilty for my change in character, that is not your fault and never will be” Doyoung reassured him and placed his hand on Jaemin’s shoulder, “y/n have ended what we have and shes with…Jaehyun now, don't worry about it okay?”

Doyoung would rather use Jaehyun’s blackmail to avert all attention all together and in turn that part of the deal seems more realistic and eventually everybody is happy. Almost everyone.

Jaemin felt a sense of calm that the affair was over and that you were moving on. He obviously hated Jaehyun but it was better to bury all of this and for it to never be revisited ever again.

“Okay cool” Jaemin finally said, “God I hate this resort.”

“That makes two of us.”

Back at the party you were practically on autopilot, doing the rounds of small talk with all of your father’s guests to distract your mind from Doyoung. This was what being a socialite was all about. Your lives were a mess just like anybody else but the media could only show the good side of it. The lavish parties, the power couples, the perfect children with the perfect grades.

That's all it ever was and will ever be.

The next day all bags packed you had your father’s closest circle had a grand breakfast then gathered in the lobby for the last goodbye.

“What a time huh?” Johnny Suh bellowed as he shook your father’s hand, “next time at the Maldives resort ?”

Were not fishing your drunk body out of the ocean Johnny” your father quipped as the two of them laughed in unison. You said your goodbyes to Chenle whose father was already rushing them into their car.

“Mr Qian is a true airport dad” Haechan shook his head.

“What is he late for ? He literally owns a private jet” Sungchan added.

You smiled as Jaehyun came over, you really played up the fake girlfriend thing because you had no idea what the psychopath was capable of next.

“Aw look at you, so sad to see me go” Jaehyun pouted as he moved a strand of hair out of your face.

“Hmm so sad” you gritted your teeth as you pulled him into a hug that involved a cheeky pinch to his side which only made him laugh. Jaehyun pressed his lips to your cheek and slipped his hand down to your lower back.

“Be a good girl now and I’ll be seeing you in New York next week” Jaeyhun smirked and made his way out with Sungchan and his uncle.

Jaemin shuffled awkwardly as it was now just your family, his and Lee Haechan. He watched as you and his father paid each other no mind as if nothing has or ever happened between the two of you. Doyoung tipped an employee that loaded their car and waited until his family had finished their goodbyes.

“Oh please do come to the next vacation, it was a pleasure having you” your mom hugged the Kims before Mrs Kim, her son and Haechan jumped into the vehicle.

“Yes Doyoung don't you dare go off and work in solitude like you always do” your father gave him a firm handshake.

“We shall see what the future holds,” Doyoung smiled before coming over to you. He almost felt like a stranger again with the way he stood his distance and held out his hand to you.

“I hope when you're not too busy we can play golf again” He smiled and you felt your heart flutter.

“I’ll let you know when my schedule is free Mr Kim.”

The End

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Nightmares

Pairings: DILF! Steve Harrington x MILF! Reader Warnings: Reader is a biological mother, She/Her pronouns Strong Language, Drowning metaphor Author’s Note: this has the potential to be a series of blurbs,,if ya’ll want it hehe

Summary: Steve sleeps on the couch after an argument, he realises the things he takes for granted. 

The couch is uncomfortable, the fabric itchy and the springs tense. But it felt heavenly in comparison to the tension and heat of his marital bed. Your back fully turned to him, practically hanging off the mattresses edge. Avoiding any form of contact with your husband. Your six children, usually sleeping soundly in their own rooms, had elected to take Steve’s vacant spot in the bed. Cuddling into their upset mother - who was trying to hide it. Steve made his bed on the sofa suite and now must lay in it.

You’d argued over practically nothing - he thought. Who cared that he hadn’t done the dishes, or helped his eldest, Lenore, with her school project - that was due tomorrow, you were so to kind to remind. And no, He hadn’t emptied the tumble-dryer like you’d asked him to, for the 3rd wash in a row. Nor had he cleaned up Rory’s collection of race cars.

But, was that deserving of the exasperated sighs and harsh words you came out with? Arguably, yes. But Steve Harrington has a headstrong man. 

So he tossed and turned on the couch, tired from the arguing but without the relief of a good night's sleep. He wanted to clamber up the stairs and snuggle up with his brood as if nothing were wrong, but your stubbornness forbade him. 

Your words bounced around his “thick skull” as he tried to understand the reason why what he did (or didn’t do) was wrong. They stung to say as much as they stung to hear, but if this was the way that your nearly thirty-year-old husband was going to learn to take care of himself, and set a good example to his children, it's the way you’re going to have to play it.

“Grow up? You fucking grow up,” he muttered as he shut his eyes, “Sleeping on the couch over a petty fuckin’ argument. Bullshit”

It took him a while to dose off, but once he did, his sleep was pretty good. He dreamed, which he seldom did. A nightmare, though Steve didn’t realise it at first. Not one of interdimensional monsters, like usual. He dreamt of himself, exactly as he was now.

He was alone, standing at the front door of the house you shared. The big wooden door was now painted cherry red, the way you always wanted it, but Steve never got round to it. Muddy boots aligned against the porch wall, neatly. The sun beat down on his back, as he dug in his pocket for his keys. Not that they worked when he tried them. When did we change the locks? He thought to himself, jiggling the handle.

The house was almost identical to when he left it, except for the door’s colour change, along with the new locks. The same flower baskets hung from the arched bay window. Their big family car was parked in the driveway. He peered into the living room. The same couch, The same bric-a-brac toys strewn everywhere. He followed the brick walls around the side, unlatching the fence gate and stepping into the back garden.

Rory and Janie ran around manicured grass. The rattle of their young screams as they danced through the sprinkler system, dressed very similarly in almost nothing at all. His 2 eldest children hung from the climbing frame. Lenore, teaching her younger sister, Isla to hang upside-down from her ankles. Everything was normal as he walked further into the garden. He was spotted by Rory as he ran from the sprinkler. “Daddy!” He shouted, jumping into Steve’s arms.

“I thought we wouldn’t see you until next weekend?” Lenore asks, leaping from the monkey bars, and rushing to hug him.

The Harrington brood were a lovable bunch, but Steve doesn’t recall receiving this much attention in the 9 short years that they’d been a proper family. Normally when he’d come home to his children, they’d blank him, unless he was their mother, or until they needed something. His eyes scan the garden, landing upon his two youngest boys with their mother. Charlie sucks his thumb as he attempts to crawl using one arm. Jacob is attached to Y/N’s breast, suckling gently.

“Steve?” She asks, cradling the youngest Harrington in one arm, and using the other to shield the sun from her eyes. “What are you doing here?”

He can’t give her an answer, confused as to why he would need a reason to be in his own house. The house he paid for. He wanders over to her, telling the kids to continue playing.

“You can’t just show up. It confuses them,” Y/N scolds, unlatching their youngest son and placing him in his nearby bassinet. “They’ll think something that isn’t true”

“Just show up?” He repeats, “This is my house?”

Y/N looks away, licking the front of her teeth. “So this is how we’re gonna play it” She breathes out, “We’ve talked about this, Steve”

Confusion rings through Steve’s features as he takes a seat next to her on the striped picnic blanket. He pulls an enthusiastic Charlie onto his lap, allowing the two-year-old to grab at his hair and shirt. “Talked about what?” He questions, “I’m really confused right now, Y/N”

“You don’t live here anymore, the agreement was that you could see them 2 evenings a week. What is there to be confused about?”

His eyebrows furrow, “I’ve just come home, and now my wife is telling me that I don’t live here? And that I shouldn’t be seeing my own kids right now”

“Ex-Wife,” she corrects, a stab to Steve’s gut. “And you don’t live here. Not anymore”

He sits impassively, legs crossed and looking into his wife’s eyes, looking for any inkling that what she was saying was a joke. 

He couldn’t find any.

“You’re lying,” He rejects, “I don’t know why, but you’re lying to me”

Y/N watches Steve as his face contorts into a symphony of different emotions. Confusion, to hurt, to emptiness, in a fell swoop. It breaks her to see. “I’m not lying, Stevie” She gulped, He was truly starting to worry her now. He hadn’t taken the split well, and the Divorce papers were even worse. “We’ve been divorced for 2 months now.”

The air was thick despite the cooling breeze that flew past them. He didn’t want to believe it, He couldn’t understand it. His wife. His girlfriend since High School. The love of his life. Divorce?

“Look, why don’t we go inside?” She offers, “Have you eaten today? Drank anything?”

Steve doesn’t answer but stands up from the ground. He holds Charlie on one hip and offers Y/N his hand. She takes it, lifting baby Jacob from his bed and leading them all inside. She shouts at Lenore to watch her siblings, but Steve barely hears it. He just holds her hand tight. As if it were to dissipate from his grip.

Their kitchen is still the same. Which is the most worrying part. Everything was completely normal, yet apparently, he’d lost the one person who he swore he’d always keep.

Steve watches her as she glides around the blonde wood kitchen, 5 matching little sandwiches on colourful plates. Each with a different topping assigned to a different colour. Janie always threw a tantrum if her plate wasn’t pink. She offers one to Steve, who is still barely moving.

“How could I have let you go?” He whispers, brown eyes filling with tears whilst he gripped the edge of the kitchen counter. Charlie sat watching his dad from the high chair. Y/N aeroplanes a spoon of mushy peas into his mouth.

“I ask myself that every day.” She jokes, face turning from a smirk to solemnity. “What’s going on with you?”

Steve takes a bite of his sandwich. It’s his favourite, Honey roast Ham and Mustard, on white bread. She’d cut the crusts of his sandwich, knowing he wouldn’t have eaten them anyway. 

“I don’t know,” He admits, “I think I’m dreaming, This just isn’t real”

“What’s not real?” She asks, adjusting the baby on her side. She watches their children from the french doors of their kitchen, “The divorce?”

“The Divorce, The House, The Kids, You,” He lists, “None of it’s real, but it feels like it could be”

She doesn’t understand. He knew she wouldn’t, just a figment of his imagination was all she was. But, it didn’t feel completely like a dream. She felt real, he could touch her, feel her, just as he could when he was awake. It was a warning for something, he just didn’t know what.

“Why did we divorce?” He asked, finally looking up at her. She held a sleeping Jacob to her chest.

She pauses, “I don’t know if that’s what you need to hear right now, Stevie”

“No, I do.” He pleads, “It’ll help.”

A short moment, she continues to rock the baby gently, spooning another mouthful of peas into Charlie’s babbling mouth. “You were never really here,” she starts, avoiding his brown eyes stare, “I mean, you were physically- but never in the way it counted”

Steve didn’t reply. He breathed deep through his nose, staying silent in an urge for her to continue.

“The little things, like making lunch when I was out, or doing the shopping,” she lists, examples rolling off of her tongue with ease, “and I know you were busy with work sometimes, but so was I. And then I’d have to come home and raise six kids, practically on my own.”

“On your own?” He whispers, “you felt lonely?”

“It’s not that you were a bad father. You were the best,” she looks at him, “You just weren't a very good husband,”

Steve’s eyes swell with tears, not like they did when you applied an antiseptic to the bat bites on his stomach in 1986; or when you walked down the aisle in 1989, Lenore barely one year old, and you already pregnant with Isla. These tears were different, not ones of hurt, or happiness. They were tears of disgust within himself, anger that he’d let it get that bad.

“I’m not saying this to hurt you, Steve,” you coo, stepping around the island, hand lifting to stroke his hair, “It’s just how i felt, How I still feel-”

Her words fall on empty ears, however, as Steve’s mind fills with water. Faucet on full blast, the sound rumbling in his ears like thunder. The light call of his daughter’s voice muffled by the liquid, “Daddy, you okay?”

The water continues to pour, filling up the entirety of Steve’s head, and spilling down his face and throat. He chokes, trying to gasp for air. Anxiety bubbling like boiling water in his brain. Building, feeling like he’s drowning. The voice repeating

“Daddy,” it continues to call, “Daddy wake up!”

A sharp inhale of breath as Steve shot upright from the couch. Eyes shooting around the living-room once more. Folded laundry on the coffee table, Isla playing with her Sindy doll at his feet. His gaze shoots to the front door, back to being its usual walnut brown. Isla walks the doll up his legs, pretending her father’s a mountain. “Will you play with me?” She asks.

“Where’s momma?” Steve yawns, stretching the uncomfortable sleep from his tense bones, 

“Gone” She shrugs, rearranging the posture of her favourite doll. Fear settles within Steve.

“Gone where, Isla?”

“Shopping, I think” she replies, “you can play with me now.”

Steve sits upright, breathing steadying, and thoughts starting to rationalise. He surveys the state of the living room where he slept. Folded laundry ready to be put away, toys cluttering the floor. “Not now princess, why don’t you get Rory to help you tidy these toys up?”

Lifting the pile of shirts, miscellaneous sizes and colours, he starts his mission. Depositing clean clothes in the rooms of his children, and collecting dirty ones. He dumps them in the washing machine and sets it to spin. But, he’s not done there. He washes last night’s dishes, -lasagne- and puts them away. He mows the front and back lawns, strimming the edges around the fences too.

Finally, he stands paint can in hand at the front door. The kids either napping or enjoying their lunch inside. He swipes the cherry red over the wooden panels, it’s goopy from being bought and left in their shed for so long, But Steve was determined to get it done.

He is on his second coat when you arrived home, armfuls of bags with Charlie and Jacob in tow. Exhausted. He stops you as you lock the car door. “Baby” he calls out, desperate, fingers cherry red, and sweat stains on his grey t-shirt.

“You painted the door?” you ask, rearranging yourself as Steve scoops each paper bag from your grasp. 

“I should have a long time ago,” he admits, ushering them all inside the family home. Your eyes scanning the clean house that was not that way when you left. Your afternoon of chores already taken care of. 

“What have you done?” you jokingly accuse, shocked at your husbands good-doings, “just tell me, I’ll sort it out”

“I’ve not done anything, I just wanted to help” he admits, leaning against the counter top after he places the brown paper bags on it. He takes your hands as the go to unpack. “I’ll do that” he promises, and you can tell he’s being sincere, “I’ll do a lot more,”

“What do you mean?-”

“Please don’t leave me,” he interjects, “I’ll be better. I’m going to be better.”

Shock and confusion cloud your features, “What? Why would I leave you?”

He doesn’t answer you question, instead pulling you into a tight bear hug, fingers finding hair as he held her close. He could smell your coconut shampoo, his favourite perfume on your neck. Your deodorant as you wrapped your arms around him. He appreciated every little smell, and feeling.

“I love you, Stevie” you promise, “You don’t have to worry about that,”

“But I do,” he whispers, “I take you for granted every day.” Finally pulling from the hug, but still holding you close. “I want the mundane with you, Y/N. I want the arguments, and the chores, I want you to moan at me when I’m not seeing to your needs. I want to be a better father.”

“Where is this coming from?”

“I’ve seen a life without you, and I couldn’t take it” he admits, much to your confusion, but you don’t make him explain. “I can’t live without you.”

“Then you don’t have to.”

[slashingdisneypasta]

Ive been bored out of my mind 😩 any movie or book recomendations?

You opened up the can. Do you want the worms? XD

YES!! I DO HAVE RECCOMENDATIONS!! XD And I'm so glad you asked ^^ Obviously you're not required to take any of these, but if you do- let me know what you think! ^^

If you're here, I assume you like fun, sinister and exciting villains. So I'll give you a little info on the villains in each source 😅😆

Movies:

First of all- a n y m o v i e (or episode in a TV show) with Robert Englund playing the bad guy. You can't go wrong. Even if the rest of the source is... not-so-great... the man never misses.

(In particular: The Last Showing, Inkubus, and Good Day For It are really good! Especially the first 2.

The Last Showing (free on Plex): Villain is a weaselly, geeky loser with a with dreams of sinister grandeur.

Inkubus (free on Tubi): Villain is a sexy, sinister, cunning, smug old demon.

Good Day For It (free on YouTube): just... just have a peak at what I've been posting non-stop the whole weekend 😅🫠🫠🫠)

The Rescuers and the Rescuers Down Under. If you haven't seen these and you like Disney Villains, you must!! You get both!; a nasty woman with scary eyes and no code of ethics, and a big, sinister, crooked-grin bush man.

The Lake Placid Series. I KNOW, I KNOW- you probably read that and think 'ughh why' but LOOK- TRUST ME- The Bickerman's are a riot. A hoot, even XD From a sweet old lady who swears and feeds whole cows to the crocodiles played by Betty White to her son who's a greedy old poacher who is equal parts creepy and loony tune- they're so much fun XD The only movie in which they aren't antagonists is 3, but then you get Reba who is a grumpy, bad ass milf and is that really a miss? No, I don't think so.

Going back to kids animation- Happily N'Ever After (free on Vimeo) You got a myriad of villainous suitors to choose from in this one XD You got the Big Bad Wolves (💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️), witches, Rumplestilstkin, and Cinderella's Evil Stepmother who is- just- so hot XD A wicked lady with a slit in her dress.

... are you into creepy nasty old men? Because I think Judge Turpin played by Alan Rickman in Sweeney Todd; The Demon Barber of Fleet Street takes the cake in that department.

Little Shop of Horrors. Yes- Audrey II is plant, but he's smooth motherfucker, and some of us are into that 😆😅 And maybe so are you. And if you aren't into Audrey II, there's always Orin; a leather jacket wearing, motorbike riding, sadistic jackass.

Oh!! The Funhouse Massacre!!! Another fun one with a myriad of scary boyfriends XD (and one scary girlfriend XD). It's a cheesy gore fest but of you like that or can get past it- your villains here include a Wrestler Murder-Clown, a Psychotic, Silent Harlequinn, a Sinister and Charismatic Cult Leader, a Sexy Sadistic Dentist, a Cute Cannibalitic Chef, and a Creepy Old Taxidermist.

Disney's Once Upon A Halloween (free in parts on YouTube). It's all your favourite Disney Villains (before Dr Facilier I think) in one place- what else could you want? XD

Books:

If you like hot demons and you have a teacher kink-- then The Evil Librarian Trilogy (Michelle Knudsen) are definitely for you XD You got the evil librarian (Mr Gabriel), who is basically evil incarnate with a sexy goatee. Then you also Principal Kingston who is an older dilf wearing cargo pants and is slightly silly (my favourite, and also the reason i named my kangaroo oc kingston)-- and then Ms Kralovna; the language teacher and an absolute Queen.

Dorothy Must Die (Danielle Paige) pretty much makes Dorothy (years later) a wicked slutty dictator, the scarecrow a creepy mad scientist, the tinman a besotted obsessed guardsman, and the cowardly lion a monster. Plus there's the Nome King in the last 2 books who is describes as the 'most sinister senior citizen' which is the perfect descriptor for him XD

If you like Slasher movies, you will d e f I n e t l y love The Final Girls Support Group (Grady Hendrix). It's just so cool and interesting how Hendrix puts the actual Slashers into the book without saying their names.

Hellhole (Gina Damico). Okay this is another demon XD Except this one works in... the greasy food office in hell XD (I think XD ) Don't get me wrong, he's bad; he's powerful, and he'll kill your whole family, and he has unreasonable demands if you refuse. But he's mostly happy to sit in your basement with no pants eating tostitos and whole sticks of butter while watching project runway and playing cod for now XD And his name is Burg (as in Burgundy Cluttermuck)- isn't that cute? XD

Karen M. McManus books. Any of them. (Though, I do recommend The Cousins and Two Can Keep a Secret in particular. I cant tell you much cuz they're mysteries but they are definitely my kinda bastards. If you like the characters I write for you'll probably like them too XD The only misfortune is that, since they are mysteries, they aren't acting all villainous until the end. )

Alice and Red Queen (Christina Henry). If you have a strong stomach and you like gory, sometimes unpleasant horror- these are for you! The characters of Alice in Wonderland are n e v e r going to be the same 😅😅😅 Especially the Rabbit, who is... I think, a trafficker? Meanwhile the Walrus, um- nope, i'm not going there. Moving on!

DANCING JAX DANCING JAX DANCING JAX. These are my f a v o u r i t e books. Ever. They will always be my favourite books. And let me tell you why!!- They are o v e r f l o w i n g with vastly different, interesting, flawed characters who totally stick with you forever XD And a good lot of them are bad guys. You got:

- Austerly Fellows; a creepy charismatic cult leader type who may not actually be Austerly Fellows?? Their could be a swapped at birth/changeling sorta thing going on here?? (The 'original' Austerly had a mark on his foot and the one that his mother got back from the baby farm didn't).

- The Jockey; the kind of bad guy who ain't loyal to anyone. Not even the other bad guys. He must play everyone one way or another (its the way he was written, and he follows through), at some point. He's tricky, and weaselly, and gross. I love him.

- Jangler; Austerly's right hand man. He's a stern, crotchety and nasty old codger. His heart is as cold as ice, he's calculated, and he definitely takes joy in some of the terrible things its his job to do.

- etc. There's more but I cant give more away 😅

Thats what i can think of right now! ^^ I'd be so so jazzed if you took any of these recc's but don't worry about feeling obligated too! ^^ It was fun to talk about them XD

[good-wine-and-cheese]

Hi!! I know you love Monster, but what are your other favourite mangas/pieces of media?

Oho, the elusive interests question! I have a hard time quantifying an exact order, so I'm just going to spew a ton of things haha

Manga/Anime

Huge fan of Urasawa's other work, for one. I haven't read all of them yet, but I can safely say 20th Century Boys is my favorite of his, (and has the best story and narrative pacing imo) and Master Keaton is a comfort anime/manga ☺️

Tiger & Bunny! I'll admit series 2 would take it down a few notches but series 1 as a standalone was just so good. Excellent character writing and a great time for dilf enjoyers. Series 2 still had great character writing, it was just really, really hard to follow the first act tbh.

Carole and Tuesday has a weirdly similar energy to T&B to me for some reason. Gives me the same type of joy. It's about struggling through the music industry and the culture of that and its BEYOND incredible.

I'm going to put Mushi-Shi and Moribito on the same talking point here because they have similar energies and similarly laid back protagonists in a fantastical world. Mushhi-Shi is, in my opinion, THE perfect anime. It's not my all time favourite, but it's the most well put-together for my tastes and great to soak up the atmosphere to. Moribito on the other hand is a beautiful story of found family, the dangers of imperialism eroding native cultures, and some coming of age. With a very good female protagonist might I add!

Currently I'm hopelessly obsessed with Kaiji. I dunno something about the battle of lowly peons against the capitalist hell machine is scratching an itch lol. It has tense and deeply flawed and honest human moments to rival Monster though, seriously.

Eureka Seven is another oldie I love, kinda a coming of age romance with mecha dressing that's steeped in music and counterculture. Naturally the OST is god tier and I have yet to find one that will ever match it.

I love the Ajin: Demi-Human manga. Wasn't as big a fan of the anime, but the art and characterization in the manga is really really strong.

Slowly, Blue Period is creeping into my favs. I just relate to its narrative about artists wanting to communicate and the struggle of non-linear skill progression, falling in and out of love with art, and there is a very interesting cast of fun characters.

There are others that are really good, but just don't speak so directly to me (or aren't on my mind right now LOL). Honourable mention to Mob Psycho 100 which is another near-perfect anime it just doesn't have the same level of resonance to me as these others on my list. Same for Legend of the Galactic heroes - really good media, but not QUITE speaking to me like these others.

I'll also put Mononoke (not Princess, just plain Mononoke) here too because my god is that ever an experience.

Non-Manga/Anime

So the biggest and oldest is Star Trek. I've been a Trekkie WAY longer than I was ever into anime. Spock, Data and Seven of Nine are my people. It was notably only 2020 when ifinalky watched Deep Space Nine and my FUCK is it ever the best of the bunch! Unparalleled character arcs my dude. It also manages to be the queerest and straightest Star Trek series at the same time.

Spiderverse! This movie was so absolutely bomb. I need to eat it again.

Entergalactic was similarly fucking GORGEOUS but followed a fairly standard, sweet romance. The characters were good and the music was REALLY good but it's the animation, man. That shit is such eye candy and will stick with me for a while I think.

Midnight Mass was very enjoyable. Excellent cast, excellent dialogue, my fav died first but that's just how it is for me

I honestly adored First Kill and am sad it got cancelled. It wasn't great media exactly but it was so fun and messy and I dig that lol. Calliope and her mom owned the whole show

The Boys is absolutely off the walls insane and even if the story weren't that great (it is, especially in later seasons) just the amount of bullshit that happens in it makes it a fun watch. EXTREMELY graphic and nsfw though. Like extremely, unapologetically, and unappealingly. In the Roberto way. You understand.

I've fallen out of love with it a bit, but Stranger Things season 1 will never not be incredible TV to me. Kind of in a similar way to Mob psycho. Eleven is my little child.

I used to be very into LOST and want to rewatch it at some point honestly, kid me was blown tf away and it introduced me to some very cool concepts of storytelling even if it went way off track lmfao

That's......all I can think of off the top? I like a lot of media! Again though its hard for me to quantify favs, just what speaks to me at a given time.

[moxfirefly]

Hello my friend! I hope that you have been doing well!

Thought I’d pop in with a writing request but one for a character I thought you might enjoy as well if you have not already been introduced to him! Ever watch Hellsing Ultimate? If not, there’s a certain demonic Vampire who fits the criteria of “big, spooky monster dilf with huge hands” who I think deserves a roll in the metaphorical hay~!

I’d love to see what you might do with the vampire king, Alucard!

Dont have a blueprint really, just had a craving for your talents, I’d love to see what you could do with Alucard! Heat cycles, feral mischief, vampire pheromone nonsense you name it, I’m down! Go for the throat~!

I can’t believe in the year 2022 I’m writing for Alucard when I’ve been in love with this fucker since i was 13. I’m a little nervous but here goes nothing!

TW: Blood. Blood. BLOOD.

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

The hunger never truly stops.

It’s a never ending ache that could render you frozen. Doubled over in pain, irritated with even the faintest of sounds beating down on your brain.

But those spider like fingers find you, grip your chin in an almost delicate touch that rivals any lover.

It’s his smile.

You can’t forget how his cheeks spread, teeth show and sharpen and look upon you like the prey you are. It’s inhuman how his mouth opens, the stuff of nightmares but you’re mesmerized.

God, you’re smitten.

His teeth connect with your neck, puncture the flesh with an ease that leaves your skin gooseflesh ridden. It hurts, it always initially hurts, the sound of skin breaking, tendons yanking and that deafening gush of blood that bathes him. He looks like a God like this, illuminated by the moon and dressed in your blood, the white of his gloves becoming stained, ruined by your essence.

It turns you on.

It turns you on so much you reach for his flowing black locks and yank.

Yank enough that skin leaves and clings to his canines.

How can somebody hold so much blood? How can his eyes hold hunger that hasn’t been satisfied with this bounty?

You ache more, you yank his head backwards to the tune of his psychotic laughter and sink your own teeth onto his neck. It’s sloppy, desperate and unpracticed but it flows down your throat like a cold glass of water.

How could he taste this good?

The blood splatters as he continues to laugh, ruins your clothes and stains your chin and he opens the wound of your neck furthermore.

“Silly, silly, little thing you are” His voices bounces in your brain, startles you enough to let go of his neck. The quick inhales makes your choke and blood goes up into your nose. You cough, blinded by tears and red visions.

Alucard, he had said his name was Alucard.

He grabs you again, a hand around your waist and another on your palm in what looked like a dance stance. “What a delightful creature you could be, but greed gets you nowhere” His smiling faces drops, somehow his serious gaze makes you shake more than his jaw nearly unhinging to feed upon you.

But the, “Ache…it hurts so much” You almost sob out, voice gargled and eyes wild.

“You have so much to learn, darling” He swings you both around in expert motions, mostly dragging you. You watch in excitement as the wound you had created starts to close up, neatly connecting with his flesh as if it had never happened.

Seamlessly as he dips you, he smiles once more. Slowly he brings you back up close to him, as close as you could get to such a towering figure such as himself.

He kisses you.

Pushes his tongue inside.

His laughter echoes in your brain.

You’re so smitten.

[bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love]

MASTERLIST PART 3

PART 1 PART 2 PART 4 PART 5

This is a very rough form and far from being done. I still have a lot to add and have to organize it. There are short asks as well as long ones. Please bear with me

Yandere Shig catches someone breaking in

Nipple and clit piercing

Appreciating his GF

Someone offers Shig a make over

Shigs first kiss

GF uses dick as stress relief

Shig uses GF tits to relax

He loves how you taste

Ignoring safe word

Monster Shigaraki

Someone saves Shigs girl from rape

Will he stop

Caches you touching yourself without permission

Shig sees someone pinning you to the wall

Random ask

Kiss scars

Touchy SO

Questions why your with him

Don't ignore Shiggy

Stamina

Calls you to come hug him

Dacryphilia

You can't change my mind

You can't change my mind 2

Lactation

Shig thinks your checking out a guy

Burn yourself

Recruit slaps your ass

Crush in skimpy outfit

GF thirst for cum

Girl is upset about looks

Girl tries to tease

First blow job

Drabble #4

Finding his cum sock

Tomura's girlfriend headcannons Part 2

Thicc Reader

Possessive SO

DILF Shigaraki

More cum

Shrink drabble

Bi girlfriend

Spank

After SO has baby

Ties up his girl

His girl compliments, hes too big

Nicknames

Wake him from nightmare

Clean him

Pinning his hair back

Titty fuck

Drabble #2

Aftercare

Master I'm yours

Miniature quirk

Never was good at behaving

He's a humper

Not there when he woke up

Fluff headcannons

Horny ask

Hold out

Random breed ask

He likes anal

Random ask

Valentines

Date

Cumflation

GF kills someone

Blowing him at a meeting

Sending video to GF ex

Bold GF who makes out with him

Asks him to record her giving a BJ

Monster Shigaraki Valentines

Soft Valentines Day headcannons

Spank

Face fucking

Covered in hickeys

GF likes to make others jealous

Emotional Support Girlfriend

Feral Anal

Nipple piercing

Getting outta bed, not gonna happen

After he wrecks you, give him aftercare

Alpha Shigaraki thirst part 2

Ask Game answers Part 2

Shigaraki sends Dabi pics of GF sucking him

Dabi watches

The New Normal

Bunny Shigaraki

Cup of cum

Drabble #4

Seduce him in his coat

Is Monster Shigaraki a yandere

GF can't be touched by others

Random Ask

The dress thought

[green-x-reaper]

Ship bias

Send ‘Ship Bias’ and I will share up to 5 Ships I have a bias for for my muse!

|| Accepting

|| More? OKAY :D

6. Talon x Dead Master

No matter the verse, Dead will always find the beauty in him. Mostly because he can either be a dilf or a monster and Dead is way into that. Also, it could be that Dead's mask kink is coming out when he's... normal.

7. Simon x Dead Master

What better than a king who rules all? How about Master of worlds that conquers? With the loyal reaper by his side, these two are an unstoppable force to be dealt with. Dead is in love with the monster that she created.

8. Bowen x Dead Master

These two can have such fun with each other. A big titty goth gf and a blonde goofy bf just bring out the best in each other. She worries about his health with the amount of fried chicken that he eats and he's immortal so he has to remind her not to worry. Also she dresses up as a teacher for him as says "Ara ara"

9. Venix x Dead Master

Dead's just slightly taller than him and she bullies him. They are a match made in the ring. But they do have their cute moments. She'll fight anyone that messes with her shorty.

[neo-crimson-palace]

Crimson Palace Headcanons

I’m not sure if I placed a post on this before or not. But here are some personal headcanons/lore about my muses as well as the world itself to help give a better idea about them. Note: You don’t HAVE to follow them, it’s mostly out of Mun’s self-indulgence

-X-

-Makoto, Sayaka, and Chihiro are in a Polyamorous Three-way open relationship. Don’t misunderstand, despite how they act and who they fuck. They all care and love each other deeply at the end of the day. 

-Chihiro is a big-dick Alpha Dom despite his shy and timid nature.

-Sayaka is a HUGE nympho behind closed doors. Always happy to tease and fuck with anyone.

-Out of all of the Male Muses: Geo Stelar(Mega Man Starforce) Sonic, Mega Man, and Broly, are the most leading Sexually active males on the blog:

--Broly Because, well. . . *Just shows you how he is throughout the Supers Movie*

--Sonic, thanks to his long 20 plus years of being a long-distance Hyper-speed running. The Hedgehog has accumulated the highest known stamina out of all the guys. Easily capable of going at it for a long time and not feeling remotely tired. 

--His Werehog form also has been surprisingly desirable to the ladies. While his speed has dropped quite a bit. His sheer size and skillful power thrusts have more than made up for it. Making him loved. Especially by a certain Umbran Witch, and Mother/Daughter pair of rabbits.

--Rock, thanks to being a robot; doesn’t get tired at all. While 

--On top of which, having a massive cock that change being interchangeable to fit whatever girl. And as well as authentic synthetic cum that’s much like the real thing.

--Geo is more or less the same, much like his Classic Counterpart. Due to his body being fused with EM waves. Giving him natural enhancement far above the athletic peaked adult male.

-Phoenix Wright and Kimihito Kurusu are natural-born Doms and DILFs. 

-The former, coming to them after dealing with all of the crap done to them in their lives and their bodies going through a lot of abuse. 

-That said: Kimihito can easily Dominate any supernatural/monster girl with no problem.

-Phoenix has a relationship with Athena Cykes and Franziska Von Karma.

-The Whip-Wielding prosecutor having a secret kink of being tied up or whipped with her own whip. 

-Athena has a love for being fucked outside in public. Having a rush at the thought of being caught. 

-Jessica Rabbit is in an open relationship with her husband. Something the two of them agreed to, to help spice up their marriage life. That said, she does not like the implication that she’s cheating on Roger since she loves her darling husband very much. 

-Within the RWBY World; Out of all of the girls. Ruby is the #1 Dominant woman out there. Due to her unassuming and cute bubbly nature. She’s almost the biggest hung futa of her world. 

--Coming second and right under her, is her most loyal servant: Salem. 

--When she’s not subbing for Ruby. Salem is the most dominant woman aside from her. 

--This is emphasized by the huge twin cocks that she has underneath her dress. Thanks to Grimm Magic.

--Weiss is a complete and utter submissive bottom. 

--All of the Women Faunus, especially Blake, have a secret love for Kinky Pet Play.

--Yang’s in an incestuous relationship with her younger baby brother and sister, Garnet and Ruby. 

-Ragna has a bit of a Harem within the Persona 5 girls. Especially Makoto Niijima, who loves being fucked roughly by the criminal. 

-Rias Gremory has a Slave Contract with Geo and LOVES it. 

-Akeno Himejima, is a submissive slave/pet for Phoenix Wright. 

-Mega Man/Samus, Ash/Cynthia, Corrin/Camilla are in a relationship.

-Camilla is the Head Mistress within Corrin’s Harem. When she’s not pleasing him, she often grabs a spellbook and dons a futa cock, playing with the other girls. 

-Save for a Sonic, Mega Man, and a few guys who she knows can fuck her mindless. Palutena, due to her Godly-Nature, is the ultimate Dom. Especially for women who she fucks senseless with her Divine Futa-Cock. 

-Kasumi Yoshizawa has a deep love for Saiyan Dick. So she’s a willing slave to being fucked by the likes of Broly, Goku, Gogeta/Vegito.

-All the Female Anthro Pokemon are constantly in heat and easily aroused. 

--When fucking the same male/trainer. They will turn it into an intense sexual battle.

-Haruyuki Arita’s body is soft like a teddy bear. Even when pounding into other girls. So it gives them something to snuggle/cuddle into when they’re screaming their lungs out. 

-Goblin Slayer ACTUALLY cares about the women he fucks outside of wanting to slay Goblins. 

--That said, his Harem loves it when he fucks them roughly. 

-Rimuru’s harem has a deep love for Tentacles that he’s able to do. Both as a Slime and Human form. 

As for the World itself: 

-Unlike most Multi-Verse Blog. I like to consider this a world-built type of place. 

-Something Similar to the Wreck-It Ralph series. Outside of all the worlds, all of my muses normally stay in. They all live together inside one giant hub world. And for the most part, get along rather well. 

-There’s no type of hate at all within the Hub World. Former enemies and hated rivals are actually friends outside of the asks I receive.

-Any and all discourse is settled via a sex battle. 

-Interspecies/Interracial/LGBT/Incest etc are all accepted with no issue. Honestly, the entire hub world may as well be dating each other. 

And that’s it for now. Bear note: This is likely to be updated in the future too. So look forward to that.

[dilfbatman]

Hello there! I'm the anon with the Percy being Patrochilles' love child ask. Can I ask for some headcanons of modern!patrochilles adopting Percy?

OMG HELLO MODERN!PATROCHILLES PERCY LOVE CHILD ANON who simply put that thought into my brain and is also legendary....... lemme whip something up for you :’) so in this au i’ll do it as modern!patrochilles legit adopt percy as their lovechild bc this is an au and i can do what i want LMFAO (it feels so weird not having sally in here but i will add her somehow regardless bc she’s the QUEEN) hope you enjoy friend!!!

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- patroclus & achilles see percy and see his wide bright sea-green eyes looking up at them and they mirror achilles’ spearmint green eyes and reminds achilles of patroclus’ skops nickname, and percy’s hair is dark like patroclus’ and is tan like him too and he has a giggle that is like a melody and both of them think. okay he is ours and then they get told that his name is “perseus” aka the only demigod that lived a long & safe life and they have a sense of relief and think. wow he really is ours

- on the ride home percy is a little quiet but he has a sense of happiness and can’t really put it into words, and patroclus holds percy’s tiny little hand and tells him that they’re all gonna be a family and tells him how lucky he & achilles feel that they have a beautiful joy in their life and perseus smiles and achilles is driving and trying not to cry bc he can see how beautiful a son perseus is going to be and how beautiful a dad patroclus already is

- now. patroclus would be the kind, soft, warm, empathetic, semi-strict parent who always gives the best advice, wants there to be a two way street of trust, honesty, and respect and he is such a soft dad and achilles would be the fun, wild card, dorky dad who protects his child with a fervor and relates to perseus & is very loving just like patroclus and is Iike the best friend dad, and the entire time they’re both so loving to percy & sometimes patroclus is rolling his eyes playfully and is like “i’m raising TWO kids” after perseus & achilles have blue paint on themselves after making an art project for patroclus that he looks at & admires and tears up at while putting it on the wall :’)

- percy calls them lily & pat sometimes and they call him perse, perseus, and cici <3

- they all like to celebrate the holidays and they give each other valentine’s day cards and patrochilles put a stuffed animal, his favorite candy, and some lil extra presents on percy’s bed after he comes from school. on halloween they dress percy up like a lil guppy and pat has his pumpkin costume and achilles w his greek god costume & they all go trick or treating and both percy & achilles ask for candy while pat is just chastising achilles and telling him “you better share w perseus” hehe and on christmas it’s filled w love, laughter, cheer, & tons of presents on all sides :’) percy gives them homemade drawings and the sweetest cards and patrochilles give him a photo framed of all three of them + their golden retriever puppy chiron, a polaroid, and a certificate saying that they adopted a baby seal in perseus’ name <3

- they keep every little card that they give each other and they have scrapbooks and albums and they want to carry these memories forever :’) and omg when it’s percy’s bday it is simply WILD! fast forward a couple years later it’s so much fun and they eat cake and have a great summer picnic outside w all of percy’s friends and yes everyone is checking achilles & patroclus out bc they’re valid and they all have such a grand ol’ time :’) annabeth, jason, frank, hazel, and will talk to patroclus a lot and piper, leo, nico, reyna, and thalia talk to achilles a lot and they all intermingle and percy is just so happy that everyone is getting along and they all tell him that his dads are the coolest and so kind and funny and he feels a rush of pride

- also patrochilles are DILFs. no i will not elaborate and i will not allow someone to disagree with me. they’re DILFs and it’s time to accept it and honor it (achilles a proud DILF, patroclus rolling his eyes while blushing when he gets called that)

- fast forward to many years later and perseus has went through his awkward pre-teen years in which he talked to patroclus all about it bc he could relate and achilles was there to provide moral support bc even if he didn’t go through it he wants his son to know that everything he felt was valid and completely normal! now that percy has grown into his own he still knows that he can talk to them about his feelings but he also has a feeling of confidence in him

- i also think that every demigod has adhd so achilles can relate to perseus on that and patroclus helps perseus w his dyslexia and will stay up into the late hours of the night helping him with homework while achilles cuts up some fruit & figs for them to eat and he gives them both kisses and moral support and many needed breaks & snacks

- also fun fact a book percy has to read is by the infamous sally jackson who is literally patroclus’ favorite writer of ALL time and he’s so hype and he has written sally multiple times and is in correspondence with her and one time he was like “you should come by” and sally says “ofc!” and she ends up doing just that, she comes by their apartment and pat is Shook and mixing up his words and all that can come out is “i Love book” and achilles has to translate everything he says and perseus tells her how much he admires her writing and how the hell did she come up w the idea of gods & demigods and how did she have prose so beautiful while speaking of them? and sally just winks and percy smiles and feels like he understands :’) towards the end sally leaves and made sure to sign all of pat’s books and gives them a bust of poseidon who is her favorite god & he nearly passes out and she gives perseus a trident necklace that he will wear forever bc he knows it means something to her and for some reason, it means something to him too

- and LISTEN! perseus has grown into his own and is absolutely beautiful! he has bright green eyes and a lil eyebrow slit that he accidentally got while playing in the park in which patrochilles were so afraid but kept it together after patroclus patched him up, he is tan & tall w jet black hair with a deep & melodic voice, and he has the empathy, kindness, leadership, strength, wisdom, and badassery that was innate/instilled in him by his wonderful parents. patroclus the entire time is like damn those demigod genes!!!! making my baby boy look like a model just like his father smh what about me!!!! and achilles is like babe you’re gorgeous and perseus is like yeah dad you’re great

- and achilles and patroclus do a double take bc the entire time leading up to this percy never really called them dad he just called them nicknames or petnames and all of sudden the dam breaks and everyone is crying and hugging and achilles and patroclus both give percy the biggest kiss on either side of his cheek and percy’s face is being Squished but he doesn’t mind bc he can feel their love :’)

- and lemme tell y’all something achilles had a feeling his baby boy was a demigod after seeing all those monsters and creatures and patroclus could always see through the mist and growing up they wanted him to have a normal life, but achilles wanted percy to be able to protect himself so he taught percy how to fight & patroclus taught him stuff that he learned from medical school and how to patch himself/others up & percy is very well versed in all aspects and is very grateful for this

- percy is a troublemaker and sarcastic little shit who loves to curse and he really gets that from achilles & he is also sensitive, warm, empathetic and in touch with his emotions and he gets that from patroclus and he is the true lovechild of both of those dorks

- basically listen i could talk about them for hours and i can make so many of these but i know how long imma end up making this so lemme just say this: i love modern!patrochilles they’d be the best dads and i love perseus and they’re just a big happy family bc they DESERVE it <3 and maybe YOU know something that they don’t about sally ;) i didn’t know how i’d go about writing this but i hope you liked it! lemme know! <3 and so sorry this is all over the place hehe i know it’s scattered and long but i hope you like it! :’)

[peachesncreampies]

BUSHIDRILL NSFW REPOST because tumblr ate half of them the first time. :(

I forget things :(

firstly, bushidrill makes love, he can fuck but I'm not talking about that right now

he's a classy man his partner is loved

he really likes it when his partner sits in his lap

whether they be facing away from him, his chest against your back as he press kisses down your neck, hand cupping your sex

or whether your straddling one of his thighs and passionately making out

this man is a dilf and there for has a dad bod

he's not really insecure about it for the most part

but he prefers positions where your physically on top so he doesn't smother you in man boob

lazy morning sex is his forte

just roles you over on your side, lifts one of your legs over his hips and just slides in from behind

NOW ONTO THE FUCKING

He can fuck

and he's kinky because a) I said so and b) I want to have kinky sex with him

he's into cockwarming, he says he likes to see you squirm but he's low-key soft and just likes the intimacy of it

he gets horny when he's tipsy so sometimes he drinks a little too much and y'all have the wildest sex

he bent you over the kitchen counter and fucked you so hard you had dumb bitch syndrome, like drooling on the counter tongue lolling out of your mouth, eyes rolled into the back of your head

really into dumbification

especially if your riding him and he has to hold you up

does the really sloppy make outs where you're basically swapping spit

his hands are really big so they wrap around your waist when fucks up into you

he just loves how his fingers fit into those love handles

low key has a breeding kink, really likes the idea of you having his kids

so obviously if your okay with it he's a) cumming inside b) staying inside afterwards

for a 37 year old man he has stanima

so he can go two, maybe three rounds if he's been drinking, but normally does one, unless he's really frustrated

angry sex is great with him, but he's normally really chill with you so he's angry at something else and trying to let off some steam, or your angry and he's just distracting you

his dick has magic powers where it makes you forget about everything around you

like one time you guys broke the bed

super into having you ride his thigh

especially if you have clothes on

watching you grind on his thigh and whimpering about how its not enough, how you need a little more really gets him going

He really likes it when his partner cums in their underwear, it really gets him going for some reason

speaking of underwear, he really likes boxers on girls and panties on boys. don't ask why he doesnt know either

dressing up for him is a sure fire way to get bent over the arm of the couch

back to the sitting in his lap likes it when you sit with your back facing him, so he can rest his face in your shoulder while he finger fucks you

he really likes blow jobs, but because his pubic hair is so out of control he only gets them every few days because 15 minutes after he trims its full force bush again

like you have to catch him after a shower if you want his dick in your mouth

he's really good at eating you out but its weird because his beard tickles your legs as he does it

his blow jobs are okay, but he gets better with time

iaian caught him practicing on a banana and the first thing he did is give him a tip

and they never spoke of it again

so he'll edge you, like count down till you can come and right before he hits zero starts counting up again kind of edging

but he doesn't stop once he lets you come, he keeps going, especially if he's finger fucking you or jerking you off

idk why but he really likes it when you start to tear up, like not full on sobbing, but when your eyes get all misty

whether it be you’re really happy

or you're on your third orgasm and you're so aroused it hurts

he doens't have a monster cock or anything, but it's nothing to scoff at either

especially girth wise

he’s thicc

unrelated but of the atomic fam he has the best ass

[thesunwillshineonusagain757]

Dracula au development

Character development for the man , lets go :

Vlad is a bookworm and love all books especially thrillers he loves Sherlock Holmes ;

He is not too into music , but he likes Tchaikovsky he doesn’t listen too much to music because it brings memories of his late wife back ;

He doesn’t talk much , but he likes people how are straight forward and sincere this is partly what makes him like Dean’s almost rude sincerity ;

Vlad is a quiet man , he reserves for himself most of his thoughts but he is still very sharp and quick witted;

He hates how he is depicted in Dracula from Bram Stoker , because he hates the idea of people viewing him as a monster ;

Vlad loves playing chess ♟;

When Helsing first asked him why did he ate human food he told him it was out of habit , but he just wanted to feel a little human where he could ;

He secretly likes that Dean lives with him because he know Alma will never know how is to be seen as a monster , so he likes to not be alone in this life ;

Once he was going to his room and stumbled upon Dean singing (Over the rainbow 🌈 ) , he still dreams of this music ;

Vlad prefers tea to coffe ;

He usually dresses in black but also uses navy blue and dark gray clothes ;

He drinks respect women juice sense he was born ;

Vlad likes when Dean trys to make him a little less antisocial , he feels good to have someone who cares for him ;

Sometimes Vlad has long conversations in Romanian 🇷🇴 with her ,he doesn’t understand half of the slang she uses ;

He is afraid of Billie Eilish ;

He confesses his feelings for Dean to Gwen as soon as he realizes ;

He doesn’t have a phone , nor a computer, not even a tv 📺;

In his own words to somethings he is a old fashioned man ;

He doesn’t put a label on his sexuality but he has had his encounters with other man and people of other genders ;

Gwen once told Dean that he had a big dick energy and he heared it , he started to sit with his legs crossed when near her ;

Gwen once called him a Dilf and he asked Dean what a Dilf was her reaction was telling him it was a name for a old person ;

He accepted that answer without even considering the blush she had on her cheeks ;

In conclusion he is a overall sweet heart , but if you mess with family , boy your going to get hurt ;

[pinketts]

Yonderland Series 3: Ratings and Favourites

A Rising Tide: 10 out of 10 Tuneantulas

Stephen Fry!

“Oh good. More fate.”

“If I had fingers, you know which one I’d be showing you.”

“Dick got slammed in jail.”

I want one of the baby Tummy Telly things.

Poor infatuated Rita. Still weird though.

[”Still no talking?”] “Still no mouth!”

Why does Jim keep being Elvis type characters?

Elder Pressley’s eyebrow waggle when Elder Flowers suggests Debbie takes off her robes.

[”This is a big decision”] “Maybe you should sleep with it?”

Elders 11: 10 out of 10 My Time With The Chosen Ones (In Waferback)

James McAvoy reference: 1

“When you look at me, do you see a number two?”

Parvuli reprise!

How’s Debbie meant to explain the replica Nick to Pete?

[”I feel like an idiot”] “We can get you one, we have loads!”

THIS IS TOO EMOTIONAL STOP.

She left her replica stick. Monster.

Why does there need to be a liar with a bad wig in charge in both our world *and* the fantasy world?

“Dick loves us and we love Dick!”

Imagine being hugged to death by Stephen Fry. Negatus is oddly into that.

[”We shall fight to the death!”] ”Perhaps a strongly worded letter?”

[”Kill them all!”] “Ah, the National Health for you!”

The Parvuli are all hot for Debbie.

“The only way is up, baby. Sorry, bit over familiar.”

Vex and Choop bickering is adorable.

“Oh God, it’s an idiot convention.”

The Bird and the Bee: 10 out of 10 Charming Millionaire Playboys with Legitimate Business Interests

Favourite episode this season!

That dog make up is amazing.

“I am...the Bird!” [”And I’m the Bee!”] “I don’t know this man!”

“As I said to you on our wedding night: stop worrying, and prepare to be excited!”

Top quality accents in this episode.

I could watch the Bird/Chris Payne walking to the door in that kimono thing alll day.

“Then I fell out of the vat of glue and into the pillow factory, and that explains why I look like this! Anyhoo...”

“Show these people the door, open it, and throw them out!”

“Hot Eagle? I think I killed the bass player...”

“Dodderiness is the first thing they teach you in butler school.”

“Looks like some kitty cat has strayed into...a pub.”

“You’d better leave now, pussycat, or I’ll scare you so hard they’ll have to change your litter tray..twice!”

Mr Payne is a dick but he’s very accepting of Archibald’s potential hidden life.

Dick Smell(s)

Pete is a bit of a sucker really isn’t he?

 Boo: 10 out of 10 High Stakes Cake Bakes

The Wisp! The 50 50 Man! The Old Gasman!

[”Hearts and minds!”] “Kidneys and legs!”

Elf parties hard.

“We’re a team. Brains and beauty.” [”I fail to see what you bring to the party.”]

I’m not generally scared of clowns but...no thanks.

Some beautiful cross dressing here.

[”Magic Mike! Sexy strippers. Have you seen it?”] “...Have you seen it?”

“Let’s start this war!” [”Stop it.”] “Ooh, lucky I checked!”

I like that one kid at the party is in a suit and tie.

The Negatus Redemption: 10 out of 10 Mad Dog Faces

Ah, the old “whoopsie, drove into the sign” trick.

Potato, pa-too-too.

“Let me know when this stops being confusing.”

This camoflage guy is very Mighty Boosh.

“I didn’t think much of Negatus the first time he told me to shut up.”

You always have time to alphabetise the library!

Negatus thinks dead dog stories get the ladies going.

“They can think again, right Ron?” [”No, I’m left Ron."]

“We have two prisoners who’ve turned into pillows.”

“Where’s Mr Fluffykins?” [”He’s called Gerald!”] “They come pre-named!”

Swapsies: 10 out of 10 Terms and Conditioners

“Make people believe you will do anything for Dick.”

I wish I could get “pep, pep, pep” into more conversation.

“I’m not leaving an elf to be the mother of my children and the wife of my husband.”

DELF, Deb-Elf, DILF?

“There were buried right where we stand!” [”Who were?”] “Three men, and a little lady.”

“Amnesia?” [”Hahaha!”] “That’s not funny, it’s a serious condition!”

“I’ve just had your husband’s tongue in my mouth, and I do not want to stick around for the sequel!”

“I’ve learnt an awful lot from being inside you.”

Miss Smashing: 10 out of 10 Spots of Doom...er... Opportunity

You know, they make a big deal in the promos about Debbie needing to get home for her kids but... Pete takes them everywhere and picks them up?

“Telly’s working! Just needed more ham.”

“I saw someone burning a bra. No, not a bra. A witch. And she burned just as well as any man!”

[”You did get your pillow chocolate?”] “Ohhh, that’s what was in my hair!”

The Bird! John of Temple Meads! The Crone!

“I’d like to work with children on animals.”

These greasy haired security guards are great.

“You can either like it or put a lump on it!”

Go on Debbie!

The Time Being: 10 out of 10 Swamps of Budget Prohibitive Monsters

“Morning, Wood!”

Why do evil people always explain their plot to the good guys?

The rewind thing is so good.

“His Darkness has abandoned us more times than I can count. And a lot more times than Jeff can count.”

Tut tut, Pete. Forgery is naughty.

I wish I had the Time Being’s powers.

“Let’s get back to the previous present.” [”You mean back to the future?”]

Pete is the most oblivious man ever.

“Whacking Dick didn’t work.”

Nick’s thing is...weird. Let’s not dwell on it.

Seeing the Elders dead makes me sad, even if it was only for a second.

“What the hell is a conjugal visit?”

[petals42]

I wish you would write a fic where jack comes back from going to kiss bitty at graduation and his parents chirp him SO HARD bc his phone keeps goign off and he's all pleased and bashful about it and doesn't outright admit anything but it's SUPER CLEAR what happend

This is…. not quite what you wanted but it’s set at the same time and its similar. also its what popped into my head as i procrastinate my last paper so…

“Well, that one clearly just got laid,” you say to Ashlyn as the two of you finally get the chance to stand still and lean against the bar. You’re behind it and she’s in the little nook that servers hide in when they don’t want their tables to see them. She swivels her head to see who you are looking at. 

“Which one?”

“Table 4. Dark suit, blue tie, looks just like his dad.”

Ashlyn looks. Then giggles. “You’re fucking right about that. Look at him!”

“So laid,” you agree. “Probably after the ceremony too. And good too. You don’t walk around with a smile like that unless you got right fu–”

“Excuse me?”

Your mouth snaps shut. Hard. Because this place isn’t particularly fancy–but it is the traditional college bar and it is graduation. Which means all the alums and parents are back and you probably should not be talking like this. It’s a classy day. 

And it only gets worse as it turns because this place isn’t classy, but, goodness, this woman is. Reddish-blond hair perfectly styled in that long-bob that’s so in right now, red and white dress, fashionable belt, and blue eyes expertly enhanced by the slightest bit of brown eyeliner. Ugh. After only 4 hours of tending bar on graduation day, you are pretty sure you look like some sort of monster.

Also, she looks vaguely familiar. As if maybe you’ve seen her somewhere. Somewhere important?

Also, she is a paying customer who just overheard you gossiping about how one of the newly graduated college boys probably had sex within the past hour so…

Not a great moment for you, to be honest. 

Ashlyn spins as if she’s going to make a break for it under the guise of helping a table but all her tables are eating peacefully (or just talking) and so she ends up just leaning away, still in the nook, and pretending you weren’t talking to her. 

“Oh, hi!” you say, brightly. “How can I help you?”

“Just wanted to let you know the ladies’ room is almost out of toilet paper,” she says. You begin to nod. You will handle that right away, ma’am; you will– “I already pulled some out from under the sink so you’re good for a little while but there was only one more roll down there so… when you get a second.”

You blink. This woman does not look like the type of woman who would risk opening the disgusting sink and looking underneath. 

“I used to work here back in the day,” she says with a smile. You relax. “So who just got laid?”

You un-relax. And blush. 

“Oh, no one. We were just–”

“Please,” the woman says. “Somehow my husband and son are talking hockey and I’m bored out of my mind. Fill me in on the gossip.”

“Hockey is a big deal here,” Ashlyn pipes up, now that the woman seems friendly enough. “We don’t follow any of it but after games it’s always crazy.”

“Yes, well, I don’t hate it but I’ve heard it before,” she says. “So. Gossip. Also, could I grab a glass of wine. I know it’ll be a bar tab too, don’t worry about it.Are you talking about the boy in the corner? His hair certainly looks like it. ”

You snort a laugh. That’s true. But you are pretty sure that’s ‘I have grown too used to just waking up and stumbling to class’ hair rather than sex hair.

“No, no,” you say, starting to pour her glass. “Though his hair is messy. We’re talking about Blushy McBlusherman over on the right. By the window.”

The woman turns and frowns, eyes scanning.

“Dark suit, light blue tie,” Ashlyn supplies. “Talking to his hot dad right now. They look pretty much the same.”

“Except,” you add, sliding the glass of wine over to her. “Junior just got laid. Kid’s got full on sex eyes.”

The woman must see who you’re talking about because her eyes lock on the target and she sort of freezes and stares and–

“Really?” she says. She sounds a bit delighted. Young for a moment as if you are all only in high school talking about this. Then she sort of composed herself and turns back to you, a doubtful look on her face. “How can you tell?”

“Look at his blush!” you say. “And the sex eyes.”

“It’s a whole vibe,” Ashlyn adds. “He’s got a sex vibe.”

“He could be a little tipsy,” she replies. Not true disagreement, just enough to get the debate going. You lean forward.

“No, no, watch,” you tell her. “He’s got his phone in his hand under the table. He’s letting his dad talk while he texts like every few minutes. And every time he texts, the blush gets worse.”

“Also, the smile,” Ashlyn adds, leaning in too. “Right side of his face. Unless his dad is talking about… I don’t know giving him a million dollars for graduation, that is a ‘I got laid’ smile.”

“I don’t see him texting,” the woman says.

“Watch,” you tell her. “He’s not that great at hiding it.”

“Pretty sure the dad knows,” Ashlyn says. “He’s definitely monologuing but in that ‘I know you aren’t listening way.’“

“Oh good point,” you say. You hadn’t noticed that bit. Watching Junior is more fun. He’s hot. And blushy. It’s cute.

“You really think so?” the woman says. “But… but when? When would he have had time?”

“Not sure,” you say. This is fun, now. You feel like a detective. “But with a smile like that and that much texting I would say it had to be sometime after the ceremony.”

“Or during the ceremony,” Ashlyn says and there’s a crude gesture and you laugh and the woman looks a little taken back by this and a smidge offended but Ashlyn notices and stops quickly and the woman doesn’t actually say anything. Just swivels back and looks again. Smiling a little bit. 

“I wonder who with,” she says, more to herself than anyone. But you are a bartender and it is pretty much your job to answer when people are mostly talking to themselves. 

“Whoever is on the other end of that text chain,” you reply. “Someone he knew though.”

“Oh yeah, no way this is a random hookup,” Ashlyn says. “The blush, the smile, he keeps fiddling with his tie.”

“That’s a ‘I’m in love’ tie fiddle if I’ve ever seen one.”

“In love?” the woman says, sounding even more alarmed. But she’s grinning.

“Oh yeah,” you say. “This was like… years of sexual tension, all coming out at graduation. A goodbye but also a start. This was epic. I feel it.”

“I’m calling it right now,” Ashlyn declares, banging the bar. “He’s gonna marry whoever he just had sex with! I’d bet ten dollars.”

You laugh and Ashlyn makes eye contact with someone at one of her tables and hurries off. “Twenty dollars!” she calls over her shoulder. You laugh and step back as Vinny brings out fresh glasses and watch the woman as she watches the boy once again text someone under the table and blush and smile about it. 

“In love,” she repeats. It’s not quite a question this time. “He’s in love.”

You want to tell the woman that she should probably look away now. They are pretty far back but she has been staring like a creeper and you open your mouth to say, look, that couple clearly hates each other and is only there for their kid who is graduating and–

“Thank you,” she says a bit abruptly but she turns and she means it. You hope her family stops talking about hockey. Clearly this poor woman is bored out of her mind. “Thank you so much.”

“No problem,” you say. “Come back for gossip about strangers in the bar anytime!”

She laughs a little at that and pulls out her wallet and you want to tell her not to bother, that the glass of wine was on the house, but she is moving sort of frantically now (and, fair, she had been away from her family for a good five-ten minutes).

“He is love,” she repeats. “That is… that is just wonderful. I- I have to get back.”

She sort of throws money on the bar and waves a little as she walks away and then she is walking towards Table 4 and what the fuck is she–

She slides in to the empty seat. The dad looks over at her and smiles in that way happily married people do when they see their partner after a short absence and she reaches out to casually touch her son’s shoulder and the conversation doesn’t stop so she’s not interrupting, she belongs there which means that just-got-laid boy is her son. 

Just-got-laid boy is her son. Sex Eyes is her son. What the. 

This is it. This is how you go.

“Oh my god,” Ashlyn says. You hadn’t even noticed she was walking back towards you. “Did we just tell that kid’s mom that he–”

“Yup,” you say. It’s all you can manage. “Yes we did.” 

Ashlyn stares at you. Idly puts whatever order she just got into the machine, then turns to stare at the family. Then back at you. 

Holy shit. You are pretty sure your face is so red you are going to combust at any second. 

“Oh my god,” Ashlyn says again. “Well. She asked! And, at least she paid for her wine.”

That reminds you and you tear your eyes away from the table and look down at the bill she slide over to you and–

Oh.

It’s a stack of bills. 

It’s a stack of twenties. 

It’s… she’s given you… you pick them up to count. 

She’s given you two hundred and forty dollars. 

“Still,” Ashlyn is saying, shaking her head. “She could complain to Tony because I think that’s what I would do if someone told me my son had sex eyes.”

“Ashlyn,” you say even though Ashlyn is on one of her rants now.

“We also called her husband a DILF at one point I think. Or was that just me? In my head? Oh, god, either way this is–”

“Ashlyn.”

“I bet twenty dollars. Twenty dollars on her son’s marriage.”

“Ashlyn,” you finally break through and she looks at you.

You hold up the cash.

“I don’t think she minded.”

[homesoutofhuman]

Masterlist

John Wick

Oneshots:

Indulge  John Wick/reader - You love his body, you just don’t often get to see it, but for once, he indulges you.

The devil is a fallen angel  John Wick/reader - John’s reaction to you wearing his shirt 

Leather John Wick/reader- Watching John clean his guns leads to smut

Suck it and see  John Wick/reader - John and reader go lingerie shopping on a hot day

Your addiction John Wick/reader- Vamp!John Wick

Season of mists  Pt 1 Pt 2  John Wick/reader- Autumn AU 

Your sinner, in secret  Pt 1   Pt 2   Pt 3  Pt 4  Interlude Pt 5 (1) (2) John Wick/reader lawyer AU- After getting chosen for an internship at a prestigious law firm, you find yourself entangled with a certain hotshot lawyer, Mr John Wick

Bite Vamp!John Wick

It will come back (Wild) John Wick/reader Mulder and Scully type AU

The velvet rope  John Wick/reader -based on Your sinner, in secret, John and reader try bondage

Soft John Wick/reader - John and you spend a lazy day together

Hunter’s Lullaby John Wick/reader - 

Think of me John Wick/reader -

Collabs:

NFWMB with @keanuwwu Part 1, Part 2 John Wick/you - bodyguard AU

Multi-chapter:

Bluebeard (complete)- John Wick/reader - Given as part of a business deal to the mysterious John Wick, you must learn whether he really is the monster you’ve been told about.

Chapter 1: His stride is the wildernesses of freedom

Chapter 2: Go now out of the nest it’s time

Chapter 3: O the regrettings infinite

Chapter 4: Violent demonstrations

Chapter 5: Suddenly without thinking

Chapter 6: Grateful

Chapter 7: Thinking lots about your mouth

Chapter 8: Never so truly turned over and over

Chapter 9: Gazing with silly sickness

Chapter 10: Make our sun stand still

Chapter 11: Let lips do what hands do

Chapter 12: Secrets, running over my soul without sound

Chapter 13: Defeated by love

Chapter 14: My love is a fever

Chapter 15: Knew not eating death

Chapter 16: The weakness necessary

Chapter 17: My blood beats out your name to me

Chapter 18: Even to the edge of doom

Chapter 19: When I die I want your hands on my eyes

Chapter 20: Your goodbye is a promise of lightning

Chapter 21: I could not stop for death

‘Bluebeard’ Pinterest Board

Bluebeard starter pack

Blue Jeans (complete) - John Wick/reader baby!assassin John Wick who rides a motorcycle and keeps his guns in a box under his bed, meets a sweetheart who turns his world upside down.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

‘Blue Jeans’ Pinterest Board I am weak

Safe and Sound (WIP) - John Wick/reader Based on this photoshoot. You meet a tall, dark, handsome stranger and the next thing you know you’re bound and kidnapped and stranded in the woods with no one but him for comfort.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Safe and Sound Pinterest

Daddy Issues (complete) - John Wick/reader AU - Dilf! John Wick hires you as his nanny

Part 1- Pleased to meet you, hope you guessed my name

Part 2- Crush

Part 3- The wrong place for my love

Part 4- Melting in your vice dreams

Part 5- One call away

Part 6 - Crybaby

Part 7 - Slow hands

Part 8 - Bell, book and candle

Part 9 - Jealous

Part 10 - Bad at love

Part 11- Shiver

Part 12- Lay all your love on me

Part 13- Back to reality

Part 14 - Bed

Part 15- Will you still love me tomorrow

Part 16 - The other woman

Part 17 - Thinking ‘bout you

Part 18- How long will I love you?

Part 19- Fools rush in

Deleted scene

Part 20 - Feels like home

Part 21 - Birthday

Part 22 - Walking after you

Daddy Issues starter pack

Daddy Issues playlist

DADDY ISSUES CHRISTMAS SPECIAL Part one, Part two, Part three, Part four, Part five

Heal the Pain (WIP) - John Wick/reader, slight Santino D’Antonio/reader - AU- You’re married to the rich and powerful Santino but end up in hospital under the care of Dr Wick, sometimes you just can’t stop fate.

Part 1- Heal the Pain

Part 2- Treat you better

Part 3- Stitches

Part 4- Roll to Me

Part 5- How will I know?

Part 6- L’amore non si spiega

Part 7- If I dare

Part 8-  How am I supposed to live without you?

Part 9 - Leave your lover

Part 10-I just called to say I love you

Imagines/HCs: 

Protective John Wick

Bikerboy! John Wick

John Wick is a bigboy™

Scary Boss John Wick

Stockholm syndrome

John Wick MD (with Santino D’antonio)

Age gap head canons

Hate sex with John Wick

Royal AU/secret relationship (fanfic trope challenge) 

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RPF (real person fic)

Walking in the wind - Keanu/Reader - Working on the set of Replicas, reader starts to confide in Keanu and grows close to him.

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Other Keanu characters

Don John (Much Ado About nothing)

Desperado - Don John/reader 

Hades (Greek Mythology)

Fancast -King of the Underworld- Keanu Reeves

Donaka Mark (Man of Tai Chi)

Imagine being loved by me - Fanfic trope challenge- 42. The Big Damn Kiss + 84. Married to the Job (Donaka Mark x Reader)

Johnny Utah (Point Break)

Donuts for breakfast- based on request for reader working at the FBI, growing close to Johnny, angst with jealousy and smut: Part 1- You never get a second chance to make a first impression, Part 2- When someone shows you who they are believe them, 

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Mads Mikkelsen

Duncan Vizla (Netflix Polar)

Headcanons with gender neutral reader

Headcanons for meeting and taking care of Duncan when he’s hurt

Summer Dress- Oneshot Duncan/reader - Duncan is distracted seeing you in a sundress and you manage to turn the situation to your satisfaction

Locked in- Request for the fanfic trope challenge- Trope 1: Locked in a Room, Trope 2: Unexpected virgin

Hannibal Lecter

Roses Fall-  Fanfic trope request: Hannibal x reader with the “blind date” and “florist” trope

Scarlet -  You’re seeing a psychiatrist, Dr Lecter for your issues with sex, loneliness and hyperfixatons. Will he be your cure, or have you just met the man who will only make things worse? Part 1 Part 2 

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Bill Skarsgård

Multi-chapter:

Brothers- a forbidden love story: Bill Skarsgård/you Alexander Skarsgård/you Rated M for sex, swearing and a little rough and tumble

Part 1  - Busy leaving me

Part 2  - Just cause you feel it (doesn’t mean it’s there)

Part 3  - Come float with me

Part 4  - All fun and games until...

Part 5 - I taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you

Part 6  - A different side

Part 7  - Anniversary

Part 8  - Hostilities

Part 9 - Hotter than hell  

Part 10  - Friend of the Devil

Part 11 Out of the Woods

Part 12 Delicate

Part 13 Temptation waits

Part 14 Hell on heels

Part 15 Crying in the club

Part 16 Alone together

Part 17 Back to you

‘Brothers’ Pinterest board

Imagines:

Bill sitting at your breakfast table

Getting married to Alexander