#but god this really just rubs in that even working at my hardest im not as good as the person who JUST started

[hollandsangel]

2:15 am | c. sturniolo

HI yes im alive who’s surprised (me, i am)

self proclaimed mayor of the ‘chris can’t sleep alone’ club (doing gods work, you’re welcome)

summary: chris cant sleep & you’re the perfect remedy

wc: 834

gif by @hotelstares !

you haven’t been asleep very long. maybe twenty minutes or half an hour.

you’re in the midst of a fuzzy dream when your phone starts to vibrate on your dresser next to your bed. the sound is difficult to recognize at first, getting all mixed up with your dream in your mind. eventually it wakes you up, tugging you away from the soft haze you’d been emersed in.

groggily, you reach over for the device, squinting your eyes to try and read the contact. your eyes are bleary, but you’re able to make out your boyfriends name and contact photo after a brief seceond.

“chris?” you wonder through the line upon answering, voice thick with sleep and hardly above a whisper.

“hey ma,” his voice is smooth, like he hasn’t been asleep yet.

“hi…i think i was dreaming about you,” you say as you let your head fall back against the pillow, rubbing gently at your eyes with your other hand.

“yeah?” he says through a deep breath. the smile your confession elicits from him is audible and contagious.

“yeah, either that or i just spent the last four days with you and my brain hasn’t realized we’re apart yet,” you think he must be able to hear your smile as well.

“my brain hasn’t really realized it either,” he mumbles, getting a little bit shy.

you close your eyes, content being soothed by his voice.

“what time is it?” you ask him, even if you could easily look at your phone screen for the answer. opening your eyes feels like too much work.

chris answers of course, without hesitation, “2:15,”

“it’s pretty late, you okay, bub?” you ask him before answering your own question, “can’t sleep?” you know how he gets, always needing someone close by when he drifts off.

you can imagine it’s a bit difficult tonight, considering you spent the last few nights sharing his bed. you’d found it a little harder than normal too, having gotten used to his arms tucked around you, his face pressed against your shoulder blade.

“i miss you,” he mutters and it makes you blush, “and i don’t wanna crawl into bed with matt or nick, i know it won’t help,” he admits, letting out a long breath.

“you wanna come over?”

“would that be okay?” he seems a little bit embarrassed, like he might be inconveniencing you.

“of course, chris,” you open your eyes now, reaching over to turn on your bedside lamp, “i want cuddles now,” you say sheepishly, face still half pressed against your pillow, muffling the words.

“mmk, i’ll get an uber, be there soon,”

“kay, love you,” you sigh, waiting for him to hang up.

“love you too,” he says first, making you smile even if you’ve heard it a thousand times.

in the twenty minutes it takes for chris to show up, you’re drifting in and out of sleep, trying your hardest to keep the lull of exhaustion at bay as you wait, no matter the difficulty.

soon enough, the sound of a key in the lock sends a small jolt of wakefulness through you, and you anticipate the subtle push of the door as he comes through to your bedroom.

“nick or matt’s bed wasn’t good a enough?” you tease, watching him turn a little red as he shuffles into your room.

“i wanted to sleep in your bed,” he mumbles, beanie hanging low and covering his eyebrows, pajama pants hanging lower. he lifts the duvet and crawls in with you, immediately wrapping you in his arms, “nd’ i wanted to sleep with you, not my stinky brothers.”

you laugh, stifling it against the blankets “m glad you’d rather snug with me,”

“you kidding? you’re the best snugger around.”

“i’d say,” you hum, tugging his beanie off and tossing it somewhere on your floor.

he gives you a squeeze before reaching over to turn you so you’re facing him, “thanks for letting me come over,” he mutters, beaming in the low light. he looks so pretty like this, grinning down at you, illuminated by the soft glow of your lamp. he reaches up slightly and brushes your hair from your face.

you have a small moment of realization; he’s admiring you the same way you’re admiring him. you think your heart grows in size, gratitude making it swell up.

“thanks for comin’,” you whisper back, leaning up so your noses touch.

chris closes the gap, giving you a gentle kiss before pulling back and kissing your forehead too.

“night,” he tucks you against him, keeping you close, “i love you,” it’s sweet, how his tone changes. it’s tired now, chalked full of sleep and you can’t help but think it’s because he’s with you now, and that’s what puts him at ease enough to finally relax.

“i love you too,” you whisper into the barely-there space between you, watching as his eyes close and his lashes kiss the tops of his cheeks.

you can’t help yourself, leaning forward just enough to kiss him there too.

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tags ! @st4rswrld @urfavvev3lyn @mattsturnioloarchive @averysbestyears @its-jennarose @strnilolo @grimholic @tworosesblackthorn @mattscoquette @dazednmatthews @pinkishpearls

[doctor-wombat]

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[s4nchez]

Gentle

warnings: smut, fluff, some plot??, p in v sex, reader has a vagina, sex pollen, rick being weirdly soft, established relationship, oral (m!recieving), kinda switch rick?? not proofread im tired its 3am.

a/n: hi guys, i know i havent updated in likeee..... a little over a year.... but im back and ermmm i kinda forgot how to write. this is a little rushed bc im tired and too lazy to check anything but enjoy while i write more for rick😊😊

Your boyfriend, Rick, had been in a lot of pain since his last adventure with Morty. You couldn't recall what his jumbled words were saying but you heard him in the garage rummaging around doing something.

Walking into the garage, you wrapped your hands around his waist, watching as he let out a triumphant noise. He had created a pill.

He quickly brought water and took the pill.

Nothing seemed to change at first, surprisingly. He was still in slight ache, his back, his neck, his black eye, his arm, his...

Oh my God.

"S-Shit." He cursed under his breath, rummaging through his work bench carelessly and for once, without a thought. "I.. eeurp- I fucked- I messed up, b-babe."

"Since when'd you mess up?" You laughed, not really believing him, looking down at the floor before catching a glimpse of his crotch. He had a raging boner.

"See. I messed up."

"I still don't get it, Rick." This was honestly the hardest you've ever seen him, you couldn't conjure up a decent guess as to what just happened.

"Uh- I k-eerp-inda, sorta, m-mayyybeee cre- made a pill w-with some sort of sex pollen. Uh," Rick awkwardly puckered his lips, fingers tapping against each other. "A-And you might have to fuck it out of me."

You sighed. He always makes things seem more serious than they are. Prior to this whole thing, you were actually coming down to the garage to see if your boyfriend wanted to spend some alone time, away from the Beth, Jerry, and the kids.

So this was right up your alley.

You didn't even notice Rick had walked up to you until you felt his chapped lips against yours. Sighing into the kiss, his hands grabbed at your hips roughly. You would've complained, but given the situation, you understood he couldn't control himself.

His hands roamed your body, squeezing your ass, rubbing his hand over your hip dips, your neck, jaw, lower back, nowhere was untouched at this point.

Finally, he had released the kiss, realizing you couldn't breathe.

"Y/N.." Nothing could have prepared you for his aggression. Quickly picking you up and pressing you against the garage door.

He had used his other hands to swiftly remove your tank top and shorts, smirking once he noticed that you had no bra or panties on, "Y-You wh- whore."

Rick's robotic arms got to work on his lower half, disgarding his jeans and boxers.

"Rick, please.." The garage was dark, only dim with the small lightbulb in the middle. It was around 2.A.M at this point and it hadn't crossed your mind that the garage echoed, "wait.."

"Wha-What's up?" He belched right after.

"Wouldn't everyone hear us? I mean.. the garage-"

"I'm not dumb, b-babe. The garage is on soundproof mode."

He let go of you. You looked up at him with doe eyes, his cock twitched at the sight of you looking up at him because of your height difference.

You got onto your knees quickly, keeping eye-contact the whole time while taking his cock in your hands.

Rick groaned, looking down at you as his hand went into your hair. Stroking his cock slowly, he sighed, eyelids dropping down heavily over his eyes. Your mouth watered at the feel of him and you whimpered impatiently, darting your tongue out to lick his tip.

His slender fingers tangled into your hair, murmuring sweet praises in pure awe when he caught sight of you holding onto his hips and attempting to deepthroat his entire length.

Ricks cock had hit the back of your throat and you heard a throaty whine escape his lips. Immediately looking up and stopping your motions.

"Aw, did you just whine??" You had smiled up at him and he swore he almost came at the sight alone, his eyes watery from the lost sensation.

"P-Please- urrp- co-continue."

You thought about it for a second, a finger to your lip, "how about something better?"

"B-Baby..." Rick whispered,

You looked up at him, bringing your lips to his tip, kissing it. You continued to kiss down his length until you got to his base, going up his abdomen and to his chest.

Your grin made his cock twitch. Hands flying to his chest and pushing him on top of his work bench, he almost yelled in protest until he realized you were climbing on top of him, perfectly straddling his hips.

He groaned at the action, "Fuck, Y/N.."

You held yourself up with your knees, grabbing ahold of his cock and lining it up with your wet entrance, teasing him a bit by rubbing his dick in between your folds and over your swollen clit.

You both moaned at the act. Hands gripping his shoulders while he took over, slowly lowering your hips onto his groin.

Whining at the sudden intrusion, Rick kissed your temple to try and soothe the pain of the stretch in your lower belly. After a few minutes or so, Ricks hand rested on your hip once more, "Y-You ready, baby?"

Nodding, he started thrusting up into you, both moaning at the initial sting. His eyes darted up to yours and tried to maintain eye contact knowing you couldn't from all the pleasure.

"Rick.." You gasped before bringing your lips to his in a slow, passionate kiss.

He'd never been so gentle with you, usually having to deal with quickies was okay with you but you've always pondered how it would've felt to have him take his time with you. Not be so quick to finish. It's not like you were a secret, no, his whole family knew. Almost everyone supported, almost, Jerry had never been so supportive of it.

His work and adventures always came in the way of your sex life. Sure, you were fulfilled. You were more than fulfilled, but that never stopped your thoughts as to how it'd feel to not rush.

I guess todays your lucky day.

His lips moved down to your neck and your heart thumped. This was so.. different. In a good way. His thrusts picked up speed and fervor.

"S-Shit.. God, y-you're ti-" he cut his own sentence off with a moan and straining his eyes shut while he buried his head in your shoulder, "tight.. oh my God."

He was absolutely in heaven and so were you. This new feeling had you addicted to his dick. Rick sighed sweet nothings into your ear. His cock hit your g-spot with every movement and it was absolutely wonderful.

Your stomach felt on fire. Literally. You knew you were close but you weren't used to this amount of pleasure.. ever. Feeling his cock twitch against your walls, you knew he was closw, deciding to bounce on his cock to speed up your guys release. You were desperate.

Both of you were letting out the most salacious sounds that you were starting to think that Ricks garage wasn't able to contain the noises inside the room much longer.

"R-Rick.. I'm close- shit!"

Cursing, Ricks cock spasmed. He threw his head back down againsg your shoulder and you tried to praise him, but nothing coherent came out as your own orgasm was approaching. He spurted his seed inside you, digging his fingernails into your soft hip and you almost gasped at the warm feeling. The feeling that led you to your release.

Your brain fogged up and your jaw went slack at the pressure waves of your orgasm. His hands rubbing at your arms, smiling at you as your sex contracted around his dick. You'd never fallen this hard from sex with Rick. It wasn't ever this intense in a gentle way. You knew it would be back to quickies but you still hoped it wouldn't be the last time you'd felt this good.

Once you both calmed down a bit, he rose his head and kissed your cheek lovingly, his lips were wet and swollen and slightly pinker than usual. You smiled at him warmly, cuddling up against his chest.

"F-Fuck, sweet-urrp-heart.." His chest vibrated from his deep voice and weirdly enough, you almost fell asleep from it.

"Tha.. That felt really good, Rick.."

"It did." His arms wrapped around you, his cock softening inside you. His hands traveled up and groped your breast, pecking kisses all over it.

"I love you, Rick," You brushed your lips against his, hand tangling into his hair, "so much, baby.."

His lips captured yours in yet another soft, passionate kiss, his scarred lips felt amazing on yours. Your hands moved towards his cheek, loving the feeling of being so passionately intimate with him.

He broke the kiss, tucking a hair behind your ear, smiling, "I.. I-I love you too, Y/N."

Needless to say, you guys slept in the garage that night.

[yoursweetinoccentdreams]

Swollen |Tengen x wives x fem pregnant reader nsfw 18+|

Warnings!: Female Recieving, BDSM, maiesiophilia, (Pregnancy sex), Polygamorous, 5some, pet names, aftercare.

Pairings!: Tengen Uzui, Hinatsuru, Makio, Suma, fem reader

"Suma! you arent cutting the green onion's right!" Makio screams at Suma "IM TRYING MY HARDEST! THIS IS MY FIRST TIME MAKING UDON!" Suma starts to sob. "WELL YOU AREN'T TRYING HARD ENOUGH!" Makio claps back as they start arguing Hinatsuru is trying her hardest to calm the two females down."Hey!, what are you two arguing about now? i asked you to do one simple job and you are arguing at 9 in the morning quiet down, Y/N needs alot of rest to prepare for this baby soon!" Tengen says peeking his head out the door of the shared bedroom. "...Sorry Lord Tengen" Makio apologizes glaring at Suma who is still quietly sobbing.

Y/N's Pov: I groan as i feel the baby kick harshly, i put my hand across my swollen tummy rubbing it in circles. Tengen climbs back in bed behind me putting his hand on top of mine. "How is he doing?" Tengen asks peckering kisses on my shoulder. "He's doing good i felt him kick a couple of times" I smile brightly at him. "Thats good, are those pain killers that shinobu gave you working?" I nod. "What smells so good in the kitchen?" I ask "Let's just say our wonderful wives are making you a flamboyant breakfast!" he says in empathy.

"Awe you guys didnt have too... I love you guys." I say, " You know.. ever since I got you pregnant not only has your stomach swollen but so are your tits too, do you think your lactating? he asks in question, "Hmm I don't know you usually lactate in your 2nd trimester in the first couple of weeks,im pretty sure im in my 1st. Tengen hums in conclusion only to look up at Makio Suma and Hinatsuru walking in the door with a bowl of perfectly made Udon.

"Goodmorning mama" Makio says setting the bowl of Udon infront of me with a breakfast in bed tray. "Hello my dears! what's this?" I ask tilting my head to the side slightly. It's for you! Tengen says with a beaming "flamboyant" smile, "Thank you my loves! You really didnt have too.." I say as i start to tear up. "HAH?! WHY ARE YOU CRYING?!!!" All the girls yell hopping into bed beside me, "Im sorry it's just that i dont want to be a burden to you guys I-" "SAY NO MORE!" Tengen yells smiling at me reassuringly, He kisses me to get me to stop talking.

Tengen smiles at me, "Dont say that about yourself, you arent a burden to neither of us we love you and the child you are carrying, truly it's a blessing from god himself. " He kisses my cheek, "I love you all thank you so much i couldnt thank you enough." I say as tears are still falling from my rosy cheeks, i feel Suma patting my stomach to soothe me. "Still crying hm?" Tengen asks, "Do we have to show you how much we love you?" Tengen says looking at all of us. "Huh!?" I yelp as im lifted by 2 very strong arms.

"But Tengen the baby... "I say looking at Suma and Hinatsuru's hand rubbing my tummy. "Yknow.. I heard if you have sex during pregnancy it could help you be prepared for contractions and even during birth~." He coo's. "...Okay but be as gentle as you can for my sake and the baby's." Makio, Suma and Hinatsuru look at eachother smirking already knowing what to do. Tengen flips me on my back my legs at the edge of the bed, while Suma and Makio pin my arms back above my head, While Hinatsuru starts massaging my swollen tits through my shirt in a circular motion.

"Hina.. " I whimper wincing at the pain as it starts to fade away. Tengen and Hina work together to take my shirt and bra off. The cold air brushes up against my nipples making them harden, Tengen leans down to take my pjama pants and panties off. "I'll be gentle okay?, just let me know if it hurts too much mkay?" "Okay.." I say biting the tip of my finger nervously. Makio kisses me to distract me from seeing Tengen pull his boxers down. His cock springs up already hard from earliers actions, he aligns his cock with my entrance ready to push the tip in, "You ready baby? ill make sure im gentle princess." I nod breathing in and out slowly bracing my self for me to take his length, he pushes his cock into me slowly looking at my face for extreme discomfort.

"You're doing so good for us" Suma reassures me, as he pushes further in I grip Makio and Suma's arms to squeeze as i feel him stretching me open. "mmmm.. fuck" I whimper, "Good girl... taking me so well, i love to see you swollen with my seed my love." He grabs my tummy lightly pushing himself further into me, he groans due to the tightness of my heat. Hina whispers sweet nothings in my ear as she kisses my neck and shoulders to take my mind off the pain. Suma takes her panties off and climbs over me straddling my face as she gently sits on it. I grip her thighs as i flick her clit with my tongue roughly causing her to moan. "Y-y/n!" Suma whimpers, Makio still holding my hands as she kisses suma's neck. "Im gonna move okay?" Tengen says, "Okay.." I look at him deeply into his eyes as he kisses me to let me know i can trust him.

"F-fuck!.. so tight... gonna fill you with my seed.. and get you pregnant with even more of my flamboyant babies.." We both moan as i squeeze makio and Hinatsuru's hand more. "Tengen!.. S-shit!" I groan as i feel him throb inside of me. I continue licking and sucking on Suma's clit as she moans covering her mouth to keep herself from being loud.. considering Tanjiro and his squad are next door. Tengen thrusts upward into my walls as hes searching for my G-spot that will make me cum instantly. "Tengen!, Suma!" I scream as Suma arches her back reaching to rub my clit in circular motions quickly, Tegen repeatedly thrusts his cock in my walls as cum starts to form around the base of Tengen's cock continued with a loud squelching sound of my pussy being rammed into. "Ahh fuck!, im gonna cum!" I yell as Suma squirts all over my face and the sheet's "Y/N!!!!" Suma yells through her orgasm as she starts to cry in pleasure.

"FUCK Y/N! your gonna make me cum" Tengen warns as he starts to pound into me still making sure not to reach into my womb. "IM CUMMING!!" I yell as he thrusts 3 more times and a mix of cum and squirt fly everywhere due to Makio And Suma Rubbing my clit. "Good fucking girl, cum on me just like that, fuck im cumming~.." Tengen says as he cums inside of me.

I lay on the bed panting hard as Tengen carries me to our private onsen and runs hot water and puts us all in robes to soak in he puts bubbles in the filter, Suma Makio and Hina following not far behind coming to join me. We all lay in the shallow part of the onsen so i can sit down and rest. "Y/N! Shinobu is here for your daily checkup! Hina yells . "Hey mama! how are you How is sons name?" Shinobu comes in with open arms hugging me, "Im doing good and sons name is too! hes been kicking alot lately." "Great! that is a good sign, sounds like hes healthy but let me check to just make sure!" She says.

She takes my blood pressure and listens to me and the babies heart. "He sounds really healthy he has a strong pumping heart too!" "Great! and i think we all know where he gets that from" I look at Tengen as he chuckles lightly looking proudly back at me.

"Okay! thats all you guys! have fun!" She says before leaving. After a while we all get out and Tengen helps me put a nightgown on so i can be comfortable, Makio reheats all of our Udon as she brings it over to the couch to watch a movie as we all fall asleep on Tengen sleeping soundly. He carries all of us to the bed me and then the rest of the girls. As we all lay on him Suma snoring Makio all over Suma probably arguing at eachother in their dreams. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I finished this at 1:03 AM.. Pt:2?

[mommyghostface28]

Hiiii Mommy

I’ve been having some dirty thoughts, thought you might appreciate them <3

I’ve been feeling needy. been wondering how to get you to breed me because im such a good girl, don’t I deserve it? Been imagining having my hands bound behind my back while I grind down on your lap. you tell me to prove just how much I really want it, that if I want your cock so bad I better make it nice and wet by rubbing my needy pussy on it before you’ll even think about putting it in me. I keep my legs wide as I can so you can see just how open and needy I am, rubbing your strap along my pussy lips, letting it hit against my clit, whining whenever the head catches against my hole. it goes against my instinct not to just hover above your cock and sink down, and you can see the desperation on my face. but I want to be good. And if that means you’re watching through lidded eyes while I make a mess of your strap and humiliate myself, then that’s what I’ll take.

And all throughout im trying to convince you, I’m nothing but Mommy’s toy, to do as she pleases with, and don’t you want to claim me, breed me? I’m wondering how long it would take for your resolve to snap, for you to pin me flat and fuck me, grabbing handfuls of ass and hips to help pull me along your cock. It wouldn’t take long until I was begging you to let me cum. not that that would matter.

you don’t stop after I’ve cum the first, even the second time. taunting me with my own words. if I’m Mommy’s toy, then we’re not done until you are. And that’s when I get the feeling it’s going to be a very long night. Small price to pay for getting what I want, but perhaps I should hold my tongue next time.

-❄️

my god snowflake 🫠 too bad you’re not here to feel how hard this made me.

Oh darling, I’d make you absolutely work for it. Your intentions are to put on a nice little show for me, and display your drippy cunt. Those pretty wrists will stay tied behind your back. If I feel like moving your hips and letting you have just a little taste, then I will. You’re mine to use and so I’ll manipulate your body how I please.

Keep your eye contact on me while you rub your needy pussy against the length of my strap. I’ll grin, lean myself back and watch the way you coat it with your mess. Your mouth hanging open, small breathes and muted whimpers leave your lips. Panting like you can’t hold yourself back.

I’d reach over to grab you by your jaw. “You’re such a needy little thing aren’t you? Look at you, look at the way you grind yourself on my cock, can’t help yourself can you?”

Before I release you, your hips picking up the pace. I watch the way the head of my strap runs across your aching hole, you try your hardest to keep the tip rubbing against it and I grab your hips to pull you away from it slightly. So desperate for it to be inside of you hmm?

It isn’t until you beg for it, beg for me to fuck you. The lust in your eyes swirling. I grab you by your waist, lift you up to sink you down on it. You squeal from the sudden fullness, your hips eagerly bucking. I let you bounce on it, I let you have your fill of it before I lay you flat and flip you over. Raising your hips in the air. I run the tip along your slit before I sink myself in. Grabbing your ass with both of my hands and pounding into you.

You’re moaning so loudly now, everyone’s going to now how much you wanted to be fucked like this. Do you want my cum? How badly hmm? If I release my grip from your ass will you fuck yourself against my strap?

Oh my good girl, you filthy toy, can you hear yourself? So pathetically lost in your desire. So cock thirsty. I’ll let you cum, I’ll make you cum all over it. But since you wanted it so badly, I won’t stop until I’m finished. I’ll let you squeal and wail while I pull every orgasm out of you.

You want me to breed you so badly? Milk me dry then. I want your pussy to squeeze around me and take it from me. I promise I’ll give my good girl every last drop 💋

-❄️

[wolfytae-exe]

Hii, i hope you're having a great day so far! Can you maybe write about reader being drunk and needy for txt or the other way around please :) (also i really love your works so much💖 and this is my first time sending an ask cuz i'm pretty "new" on this app)

Hi hun! I left you to simmer in my inbox im sorry😭 You probably aren’t as new anymore lol!

I might make this more soft because i’m not comfortable writing an intoxicated person having sex with anyone sober, just doesnt feel right❤️

Yeonjun

The poor guy wouldn’t know what to do with you, begging for him to hold you and very blatantly pulling his hands to cup your ass when he does so. “Y/N you’re drunk.” He would deadpan, mostly reminding himself not to listen to you and give into your neediness because of your intoxicated state. “Want you soooo baddd~” You slur out, hands all over him while he changes you out of your spoiled clothes and puts you under the warm covers. “You need some rest.” He’d tell you, backing away despite your whines to go get you medicine and water. His sweet, shy girlfriend wouldn’t throw herself on him this way, so it��s easy for him to tell when not to act on urges.

Soobin

He wouldn’t catch it at first, the way you felt up and down his arm and chest while he held you in his arms. It’s not til you’re literally humping at his thigh that he has to pull you off and take you home. “Soobin please~” You whine and beg but Soobin has already come to the conclusion that you were going to eat a lot and get a lot of fluids in you until you were sober enough to hold yourself together. “Let’s get you right, then maybe I’ll let you.” He would tell you, convincing you each time to take that swig of water or that bite of pizza he heated up for you. And once you were sober enough to stand properly he would run you a nice bath, make sure his baby is clean before helping you into bed and making sure you’re warm enough to sleep.

Beomgyu

Oh man, poor Beomgyu has to hold you away from his body, you have gotten way too drunk and have made it your sworn duty to get into his pants tonight. “Lemme just hold your hand gyu” You’d pout as he avoided your advances. “Absolutely not. I love you but no.” He’d deadpan, a form a guilt that rises when you begin to tear up, so drunk you can't help but feel your heart crack at the rejection. “Oh god please don't cry” Beomgyu would try his hardest to stay away in the moment but when your small whimpers turn into sobs, he’s holding you, making sure you can't do anything you’ll regret but also attempting to stop you from sobbing. Beomgyu would have to figure it out himself this time when taking care of you, you were usually buzzed or tipsy, able to dress, shower, and take headache medicine on your own, but this time, Beomgyu had to do it all for you, giving you tiny kisses to make up for the lack of physical attention you begged for while he did so.

Taehyun

When I say Taehyun was not having it with your clinginess, that's an understatement. Your drunk and clingy behavior had him constantly rolling his eyes and pulling you off him, telling you multiple times that you were drunk and that whatever you wanted from him wouldn't happen, that only made you whine and cling more however, “God Y/N, I’m not fucking my drunk girlfriend.” He’d say multiple times, and multiple “I’m not even drunk!” comebacks would come back to him before he was dragging you home and forcing you to stay in bed before you went to sleep. Taehyun loved you, but he had no patience for your drunk personality which would only cause trouble for you and him in his eyes.

Hueningkai

Kai is an angel, letting you cling onto him and whisper sweet nothings into his ear while he rubbed your back. He knew you were drunk, wanted a lot more than your back rubbed but Kai also knew better, he’d give you taught smiles and giggles before taking you home to take care of you, every time you’d whine for him to take care of you in other ways he’d shut you down with the happiest smile, telling you “maybe if you drink some water!” or even “Sober up a bit and we’ll see how you feel about it.” It was always enough to convince you yet the moment you sobered up a bit, all you wanted to do was go to sleep, your headache way too painful. And of course Hueningkai agreed, cuddling you throughout the night and taking care of you the next morning.

[raggedy-dxctor]

dating steven grant headcanons

pairing(s): steven grant x gn!reader

warnings: none, the fic is just fluffy lovesick steven :]

at first he's so nervous and flustered around you, but after a while he's nothing but comfortable and relaxed, he has moments of nerves and jumpiness of course, but seeing you always helps ground him

the absolute best at hugs, he just. smells and feels like hugging a piece of hea en itself, being in his arms is home

often gives you his shirts and jumpers because he knows they'll remind you of him

would literally collapse on the spot if you shared his passion for egyptology or expressed interest in wanting to learn

has a habit of playing with your fingers absentmindedly while he works or watches a film

helps you sleep by rubbing shapes into your arm and softly whispering the stories of your favourite ancient myhs

i feel like it's very mixed on who wakes up first, there's not really a pattern to it, it's just whoever stirs from sleep first. if it's steven, he'll creep out of bed and come back a few minutes later with a fresh coffee and breakfast for you, placing it on the side and kissing you on the forehead to wake you up. "g'morning, love" "mornin' steven". but if it's you, you'll leave him to sleep, knowing full well that he needs thw rest more than anything, but that doesn't mean you're not ready to suprise him with a black coffee and breakfast. "morning hun" "g'morning love, thanks for letting me sleep in, i really needed that"

his absolute favourite thing to do is sit and watch super old, cheeesy movies with you. the two of you cuddled up on the sofa, under his favourite thick and fluffy blanket, with a giant bowl od popcorn balancing on your legs as you giggle away at the film, occasionally stealing glances at eachother

the absolute highlight of his day is when you visit him at the museum, suddenly being steven of the gift shop isn't a bad thing because for those few hours he's your steven the giftshop-ist. it's those few hours of his shifts that nothing else in the universe matters, karen stays away to avoid the earful you'd give her and only the occasional guest interrupts to inquire about an item.

honestly, if you were together before the events of the show, i tewl like he'd tell you about marc as soon as he figured it out, he feels safe telling you and knows you'll try your hardest to help and understand, plus he has a strange feeling that marc is comfortable with you knowing, despite never hearinf the words outloud

big flower giver. i feel like he can very accurately guess your favourites flower after like the second date and suprises you with them all the time from then o . "holy shit steven! these are my favourite, how did you know?!" he just innocently shrugs and acts dumbfounded "dunno love, maybe i just had a hunch"

i feel like once he actually has time to dedicate to honing his skills, he's a brilliant cook

sometimes, if you pretend to be asleep and he wakes up and starts his usual qake you up routine, you'll hear him talking to gus about you. "they're brilliant gus, looking at them over there, they're... they're the one..." "i love them so much gus, i swear they grow more and more perfect everyday" "i can't believe how lucky i am gus! gods im so in love with y/n" he sounds so giddy everytime it just makes your heart melt

speaking of giddy, he gets so giddy after every kiss, even if he initiated it

sometimes you'll just catch him staring at you from the other side of the room as he gives you a fond smile, beckoning you over to him and outstretching his arms to signal a hug

[dr4cking]

Tutor

draco malfoy x reader | smut | fluff

"miss y/n, this is getting horrible, you have been failed at my class so many times, your grades isnt doing better, now all i can do is to suggest you by getting a tutor" professor slughorn sighed handing y/n her last test disappointedly.

"im sorry professor, i promise i will try harder and get better" y/n took her paper and going back to her seat.

"im sure you're a great student, you just need some help. uhm- mr. malfoy? do you mind tutoring your classmate here, miss y/n? its only you who is the bestest in my class" the professor asked to one of the best students, the famous draco malfoy, y/n gulped and waiting nervously for his answer. she had this little crush on him since they always had classes together and she's in the same house as him, but they were not exactly 'close'.

"oh i dont mind, professor. its my pleasure" draco answers politely, taking a look at y/n making the girl look down and blush, a smile appeared to his face. little did she know, he has a big crush on the lovely girl who seemed clueless about all the hints he gave her almost everyday.

professor slughorn just nodded and dismissed the class, everyone packed their things and left, y/n look at draco who's already staring at her with a genuine smile plastered in his face, motioning her to follow him. she feels like her heart jumped out of the place, she follows him behind as draco walking them to his room.

as they arrived in draco's room, y/n admires the design, it was elegant and neat. typical rich slytherins room.

"it looks nice" y/n said opening the conversation.

"thanks, put my hardest work to make it look the best. here, take a seat beside me" draco patting the side of his couch, there's a small table in front of the couch.

y/n took a seat beside him, and placing her books to the table, the tension was so awkward that she wished she was a talkative person.

draco started the lesson, y/n learned faster from the way draco explained it than in the class, but she would be lying if she said she hasnt lost her focuses a few times to studying draco's face, he's just so beautiful. she thinks he didnt noticed, but he did, he just keep it to himself.

after hours studying, y/n feels like her head will going to explode in a minute, she decided to take a break.

"god can we take a break, draco? this is so stressing, why cant i just be smart like you, dont get me wrong you're a great tutor but im just too dumb" y/n protested, massaging her head and rubbing her face in frustration.

"oh y/n dont say that! we can take a break of course, but to make you feel better, i promise you, you're doing so great now, you've improved a lot, im so proud of you" draco said cheering her up, his hand goes to tucked her hair behind her ear reassuring her.

y/n look up to draco, giving him a sweet shy smile and her cheeks turns red as draco keeps complimented her, before they know it they were leaning into each other and their lips met, the kisses were soft and lovely, draco cupped her cheeks caressing it gently while y/n wrapped her arms around the back of his neck pulling him closer tugging at his hair deepening the kisses making both of them let out a small moans.

as the kisses turn into a full makeout and got heated, draco lays her down gently on the couch placing soft wet kisses on her neck, sucking on it, marking her causing her to let out a soft moan, he placed one of his hand on her thigh rubbing small circles until his hand got higher, he pulled away.

"do you wanna take this further, love? we can stop now if you dont want to" draco asked and y/n shakes her head no and put his hand back to her inner thigh.

"no draco please keep going i want you, i need this" draco groans and he continues rubbing her clit from her panties feeling the wetness that already make a spot on her panties, soft whines escaped her lips as draco keep teasing her clit, he pushes her panties aside and insert one finger inside her making y/n let out a constant squeal and she covered her mouth quickly, her eyes rolled back at the pleasure.

y/n's moans were muffled by her hand, draco cant help but getting harder by looking at her expression, he still cant believe he finally got the girl he always adored like this, he added another fingers into her cunt, curling them inside her making the girl squirmed under his touch.

"dont cover your mouth, let me hear your beautiful voice, show me how good i make you feel, love" draco said as he takes her hand off of her mouth and intertwining their hands instead with his free hand while his fingers still working their way in and out of her tight hole getting faster each time, he stares at her in awe, how gorgeous she looks right now, mouth hung open, eyes rolled back in pleasure and all because of him, he feels butterflies filling his stomach.

"yes- yes draco, oh god.. you make me feel so good" draco go down to her pussy, pulling off her panties, putting her thighs on his shoulder and positioning his face in front of her glistening cunt and started to eat her out making y/n a moaning mess, he let out a moan too at the taste of her, getting addicted to it, he can even eat her out for all day if she let him.

"do you like the way my tongue plays with your pretty pussy, love? mhmm you taste so fucking delicious baby" draco keeps sucking on her clit, its like he was making out with it, his tongue going in and out of her hole his fingers going with the same pace as his tongue.

"ah- yes draco i love it, oh- please im so close" y/n keep moaning uncontrollably while her hand grasping tightly onto his hair.

"yes baby, let it out, cum on my tongue, let me taste you, darling" draco wants nothing more than to pleasure her right now, making this moment unforgettable for both of them, and within seconds y/n screams his name and cumming hard on his mouth, laying breathlessly still steadying her breath after her intense orgasm.

draco pulled away and y/n blushing madly looking at his face, his mouth covered in her juices, he smiles proudly at her, sucking his fingers clean, and hovered over her, reconnecting their lips, y/n hummed at the taste of herself on his tongue. draco started to unbuttoned her shirt, taking her bra off too and throw them to somewhere, he hungrily kissing her breasts, playing with her nipples causing y/n to get wetter while her hands working on his belt and taking his pants off, his erected dick slapped up to his lower stomach, she took it in her tiny hand and stroking it massaging the tip, making him groans.

"god.. you're so beautiful y/n.." y/n mumbles a quick 'thankyou' at the compliment getting impatient, wanting nothing more than to be taken by the blonde guy.

"draco, please, i need you so bad" she cant take it anymore, she wanted to feel him, wrapping him inside her tightly, she whimpers at the feel of his hard dick rested on her thigh.

"your wish is my command, princess" draco lining up his dick on her cunt, rubbing his tip up and down on her clit lubricate it before slowly pushing in, they both moaning each other names out loud at the sensation, both of their heads thrown back and eyes screwed shut in pleasure, y/n wrapped her legs on his waist pulling him deeper, draco paused a moment as he was fully inside her, letting her adjust to his size.

"you can move draco, god you're so big" y/n dug her nails onto his back as he slowly made a move, pulling out until its just his tip inside and slamming it back again, making y/n bites her bottom lip.

draco started to pick up his pace, pushing her legs to her chest making more access as he continues to thrust in and out deeper and faster inside her, he put his hands next to the side of her face to support his weight, y/n runs her hands on his chest, scratching it, her breasts bouncing up and down under him.

"merlin, you're so tight baby feels so good, fuck- how can someone feels this good-" draco said as he kissed her lips, his lips trembling against hers, he bites softly on her bottom lip to hold his scream as he feels her walls clenching around him, squeezing him tighter.

"oh my god- draco, right there, holy-" y/n cant even finishes her words as she screams louder when draco keeps hitting her spot, going deeper and faster each time, bringing her to her high.

"baby, are you close?" y/n nodded at his question, cant even answer him as she was too focused as the coil started to tighten in her stomach.

"good baby, cause i cant hold it much longer, now cum love, cum for me" draco rubbed a circle on her clit, his thrusts getting sloppier, y/n screamed his name out loud seeing the stars as she finally hit her orgasm, harder than the first one and draco cant help at the feeling of her walls clenching really hard around him after her high, he spilled his thick cum inside her, painting her walls white non stop, making both of them groans, his vision going blurry, he collapsed on top of y/n, burying his face on her hair, running out of breath, their bodies started to shake.

"fuck y/n that was amazing, you are too good for me, love" draco kiss her lips again as he finished, he pulls out gently, but before he can stand up he falls to her side, both of them laughs.

"look at what you did to me, y/n" draco laughed as he slowly standing up to get the towel and clean her up.

"if this is how the tutoring ends, i wouldnt mind doing it again" y/n said, smirking to him confidently as draco helped her up to his bed, giving her a cheeky grin.

[spikesbimbo]

Maneater

♢ make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love.

Paring: timeskip,sugar daddy!yaku x f!reader

Tags: established relationship, sugar baby!reader, overstim, face riding, squirting, anal play (fingering) , nipple play,  spanking, pussyjob

wc: 1.7k

a/n: italics is him speaking russian

♢ ♢  for the ditsy ‘n diamonds collab.!

18+ minors dni

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“C’mere pretty girl, lemme see.” He said, leaning back onto the bed frame. Arms spread out waiting for you to walk out of your closet, eyes focused on the view of his penthouse while he waited. Time ticking by slowly on his watch as he grew more impatient by the second.

“Like this, daddy?” Your voice breaking him out of his trance, head turning to see you. Eyes instantly locking on your figure, body clad in pretty silk as you made your way towards him. Twirling as you bent over, hands already reaching for your ass. 

“Yeah….fuck.” Licking his dry lips, mouth being embarrassingly open the whole time. Having no shame, eyeing up your pretty little cunt, so soft and wet for him. 

Hes been so good to you; buttering you up, happy girls fuck better. Doesn't like seeing his baby all sad and mopey so he gives you his card and tells you to go wild with it. Coming back home, clinging onto his arm as he walked you to his car, the chilling wind not bothering you with his coat resting on your shoulders.

 Grabbing your ring covered hand in his, resting on your thigh, making no effort to reach further but you still felt your nerves rise. Pretty little pussy all wet from getting so excited. Showing him off the new clothes you got, putting on a little runway show for him. Cunt peeking out from that tiny dress he bought you, no panties as usual.. 

“Want me to kiss it better, baby?” His gentle words tingling into your ear, hands sneaking there way up your dress. “Want daddy to eat that little cunt until you can't think anymore? Just ask, sweetheart. C’mon, beg.” His hands trailing up your thighs as you stood over him, chin resting on your stomach as he looked up at you, feeling your squirm in his touch. Nervously smiling as you tried your hardest to speak under his gaze.

“Y-yes please, yaku.”

“You want it that bad, sweetheart? He asked, running the tip of his fingers over you slit, letting out a mumbled squeal as you stumbled into him. Pulling you onto his lap, thighs resting around his as you led his hands all over you, not being able to resist the little moan escaping your mouth as he adjusted his knee. Grin widening as you hid your face into his collar.

“Mhmm.” you whined, curling your hands into him, newly done nails leaving imprints behind as your tennis bracelets dangled onto his chest.

Leaning back onto the bed as he dragged you with him, straddling his hips as he lifted your tiny little dress above your head, tossing it the side, seeing the mess you were already making on his pants. “Fuck, you’re so wet. That all for me?

Sheepishly nodding, head face his chest as his gaze never left you, hands resting on the top of your thighs. “C’mere baby, want you to sit that little cunt on my face.”

“W-wha-” His words throwing you off guard, the way he could say that so shamelessly making your thighs clench together.

“Don't make me spank your pretty ass of yours until you're a crying mess again.” His impatience rising once more, dragging you up there. Body not resisting as his breath was blowing on your clit, whimpers leaving your mouth as you jerked in his hold.  

“Such a baby, desperate for my attention but you don't even know how to act when you get it. I don't have to take days off for you, but I do. You're such a spoiled little thing, aren't you princess?”

“N-no, no im not!” Eyes stinging with tears as you embarrassingly got wetter.

“Really?” he mumbled into your clit, his ring covered working its way up your thigh, the tingling sensation the cold making you shiver. “Because you sure act like one.” His fingers teasing at your entrance as you were already sobbing, soft lips kissing your needy cunt. Hands gripping onto the headboard, supporting your trembling body.

Cries leaving your mouth as his groans were not helping, the vibrations along with the feeling of feeling full, but not full enough had you growing greedy. A squeal escaping your lips as his middle finger made its way into your ass, shoving his finger all the way in until his knuckles were pressed against your flesh, curling into you ruthlessly, shaking hand moving down to grip his hair. “ya-” 

Feeling his smile under you, shameless grinding on his face, cilt rubbing between his nose and lips as you desperately tried to get yourself off. “y-yak-, daddy. m’gonna -cum”

His fingers fucking into both of your holes, thrusting into you so hard your body is moving with them. His other hand grabbing you tits, pinching your nipples while his mouth was abusing your clit. Head falling back, eyes rolling with it, incoherent words coming out as your body froze, hands still moving as your body twitched. Losing sight and all other senses for a few seconds, only feeling yourself fall into him, chest resting on his head.

“Fuck pretty girl, you just came all over me.” He groaned, eyes lingering on your fucked out body. “Such a messy little girl, sweetheart.” 

“Want more, want you daddy, please” you croaked out into his ear.

“You want daddy’s cock that badly, baby?”

“Yeah…” You whimpered, voice all soft and sweet now. Mind foggy with lust as you gripped onto him.  “Please yaku.”

He flipped you over, body being compliant with him as he pushed your knees to your chest, pulling his boxers down enough to free his cock. Eyes trying their best to stay open while he used his hand to stoke it a few times, standing straight up against his stomach. 

Sliding his hands up along your sides, thumbs grazing over your nipples grabbing the soft flesh in his hands, bringing his lips down to them. Placing kisses all over, tongue wrapping around your nipple, your dainty gold necklace getting caught up in his mouth, teeth gently tugging on both of them. A line of spit breaking as he pulled away. Keening at the sensation, heavy weight resting on your stomach as you felt his cock grow against you. 

Sliding his length along your soaked cunt, the wetness making it glisten, the tip nudging your clit and teasingly tapping your hole with every thrust. His hand lifting up your thighs, pulling you closer to him, hearing your whines as you shamelessly rutted your hips into his. 

“Aww, baby…  you gonna cum just from that,?” Shaking your head fastly, words not coming out quick enough as your hands grabbed onto his.

 “Feeling empty?” As if he read your mind, not surprising you in the slightest. “You need daddy to take care of you in every way don't you, hm?” He said angling his cock down and shoving the tip into your cunt, barely fitting inside.

Your body convulsing at just the touch, pure need overtaking you as you shoved yourself the rest of the way down his cock. A cry of pain and pleasure leaving your mouth as you felt his hand slap against your thighs. 

“Though you said you were gonna be a good girl. I was gonna take my time with you, but I guess not anymore….Gonna make them tears fall pretty again.”

His hands gripping you tighter as he started thrusting into you, already sounding so lewd. You moans roaming around the room, wet slapping sounds getting him harder as your back arched. Blood rushing to your head, trying to find the orgasm that was so close. Shuddering as his pace got relentless, quickly sliding into and out of you, his tip barely being out before his balls slapped your ass. 

“D-da-”

“No, baby..” he groaned, trying to hold himself back. “Not until daddy says you can.”

Eyes watering as your muscles tightened up. Hands moving to his neck, sliding up to his hair. Knuckles going white as your grip didn't loosen, trying to catch your breath as he kept fucking the gasps out of you.

"Fuck-" You whimpered, trying to stay still as he rutted into you faster, fingernails matching your knuckles. "I- can’t daddy, i can't!" you choked out. Head falling back once again, vision going black.

 “d-daddy, please…” you whined, opening your eyes to catch his. Pretty little pout on your face as he moved his lips to yours. 

“What? You gonna cum, baby?” His hot breath whispered into your mouth..

“B-but you said…” You sobbed, tears making your mascara run all over the place. “Please yaku, need it... need to c-ah, cum…”

“Be a good girl, and cum for me baby.” Your hesitantness easily caught by him, the look of worry in your eyes, not fully understand if what you heard was right.

His hand grabbing your jaw, turning your head to make you look at him. “Cum”

Back arching at the words, the same feeling all over again.. His thrusts not stopping, hips still slamming into yours. The feeling of overstimulation making you shake and cry, rocking back and forth until he can feel the wet heat dripping between you two. 

Finally pulling back as your body was limp under his, flipping you over again now resting on his chest. Leaning against the bed frame as you curled up into him, still looking unpleased after he made you cum for the 3rd time.

“Why are you still pouting, hm?”

“I- im not.” You said trying to hide your face, lips puckering up more.

His gaze on your made you ease up, looking into his eyes, heat rising into your face as you opened your mouth. “You pulled out ...“

“Oh my god, baby.” He said pulling you towards him, pushing back slightly. “Stop, daddy.” You said, trying to assert yourself, looking like the prettiest mess he's ever seen in his life. “You know how I feel.”  

He looked down into your sad, pleading eyes feeling his lips pull up in  smirk, dick already growing hard again at the thought. Fuck you were so cute. Leaning down into your ear, voice hot and raspy as he muttered out.

“Okay, princess. I’ll give you what you want, but…. you have to do something for me first.”

[bacteriophag3]

bleh i could not write somethin good today im sorry

i forgor how to write 💀

Hank trudged into 2BDamned’s makeshift medbay, letting out a miserably dramatic sigh. 2BDamned swivled around in his seat to assess the situation as Hank wobbled over to the metal table they had sat on so many times with a huff.

“I assume you’re not terribly injured if you’re putting on such a show,” sneered the not-doctor. Hank glared at him, then shrugged off his stained jacket to reveal a few bullet holes and a gaping knife wound that stretched around his midriff.

“Jebus Christ Hank,” 2BDamned sighed, rubbing his eyes as he shut his computer. He wasted no time getting supplies, darting around the room grabbing who knows what from crevices and corners. Hank peeled off his shirt, tossing it on the floor haphazardly. 2BDamned pulled up a stool, placing a small first aid kit on the table next to Hank. His fingers fidgeted as he took a closer look at Hank’s newest wounds.

‘You here to oggle me or fix me up?’ Hank signed “I’m not oggling you. I’ve seen you naked more than you have yourself, Wimbleton.” ‘Pervert’ “Do you want me to stitch you or not? Because we both know how god awful your job at it is.” Hank didn’t snap back at that one, earning a snicker out of the dissenter. 2BDamned worked like a macine, sewing up Hank was basically muscle memory at this point. He quickly wrapped up his work, taking off his gloves with a sigh as Hank slid off the table with a grunt.

“You’ve been awfully tense lately, Hank.” “What of it,” Hank grumbled, surprising 2BDamned. The mercenary rarely talked, and even when they did it was never more than a short whisper. Even when they and 2BDamned were alone, he could barely get a peep out of them unless he flooded them with questions.

“Well, I just wanted to know if you’d like to stay here the night? You’ve been running around like a chicken with its head cut off lately. And… I haven’t really gotten to see you as much…” Hank felt a pang at that one. They knew 2B rarely ever said how he actually felt, and was usually one to make excuses to hide his real motives. There was no harm in staying, they decided. They did need it.

Hank nodded, and although 2BDamned had his mask on, they could tell he was smiling. “I’ll get the booze,” he grinned. ‘You found booze? How?’ Hank questioned, tilting their head. Any kind of alcohol was as rare as diamonds in Nevada, since the A.A.H.W. soldiers tended to hoarde any of it they could find. “I have my ways,” 2BDamned said, which only made Hank raise his eyebrow further.

—

The two sat side by side in a part of the building that was half crumbled, allowing a view of the star-studded sky. 2BDamned had rested his head on Hank’s shoulder, taking swigs of wiskey straight from the bottle. He handed the bottle to Hank, who took a long sip before handing it back.

Hank had at first taken these small moments for granted. They were a man who always had to be on the move, always had to be doing something, going somewhere, never stopping. But 2BDamned forced them to slow down- which they abhored at first- but grew to yearn.

Hank eyed the dissenter, admiring his every feature. His chapped lips, pulled and stretched into mangled mountain ranges of scars that tapered off at the end of his jaw, his soft, peppered hair that barely brushed his shoulders- Hank could stare at him for hours. 2BDamned’s lidded eyes met Hank’s gaze. Hank nearly melted under that gaze, but couldn’t look away even if they tried their damn hardest. “Look who’s staring at who now,” 2BDamned scoffed, a soft smile teasing at his lips. Hank huffed and looked away, his cheeks not just warm from the alcohol, which they took from 2B’s hands to have a taste. ‘You’re beautiful. I mean it.’ 2BDamned snorted, looking away with a flustered laugh. “You’re just saying that.”

His tone was playful, but Hank could tell he was genuine behind it. “I… do mean it…” he said, clearing his throat after. The dissenter just let out a sad sigh, more interested in the cold concrete floor than in Hank’s response. Hank growled, setting down the bottle of whiskey before grabbing the small man and pulling him into their lap. “Hank, what the hell-“ 2BDamned started, but was cut off by a kiss. 2B was caught by surprise, but quickly melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Hank’s neck and sinking into their embrace. Hank pulled away. ‘I love you,’ they signed, ‘and I could… I could stare at you for hours.’ “Simp,” said 2BDamned, holding in a laugh. Hank smacked him on the head with a huff of annoyance. ‘I profess my love to you and you call me a simp. You’re more insufferable then fighting that damn clown.’ “And yet you can’t get enough of me,” 2BDamned grinned, kissing Hank’s neck with a grin. “Urgh,” Hank deadpanned, even though their face was flush red with that simple gesture. 2BDamned laughed, kissing Hank on the cheek. “You seem even more tense then before, Wimbleton,” he teased. “Be quiet, you twink.” “Twink? You’ve been hanging around Deimos too much.” “You jealous?” “Of you choosing to drain years from your life talking to him? Course not.” Hank chuckled.

It was always a victory for 2BDamned to get even a small laugh out of them, and he tried his hardest to make the mercenary laugh whenever he could. He knew full well they needed it.

“How are they doing? Sanford and Deimos, I mean.” Hank cleared his throat once, twice before speaking. “They’re fine… found a nice place to stay… although Deimos called me a bottom last time I visited, so-“ Hank cleared his throat, then coughed. 2BDamned rubbed their back, which they leaned into like a cat. “So I broke his nose.” 2BDamned burst out laughing. “He isn’t even wrong, Hank.” “You- You BARELY top me.” “Because we barely have time to top and be topped Hank. You’re constantly doing something.” “I know. I- should stop. Sometimes. So we can… spend time…” “Hank… it’s fine. I enjoy these moments because of how rare they are. You don’t need something else to worry about. It’s fine. I mean it.” Hank sighed, and pressed his lips against 2BDamned’s. The man quickly returned the kiss, cupping Hank’s face in his rough, scarred hands.

—

Hank replayed that moment in their head again as they lie awake in bed late that night, 2BDamned’s small frame curled up in the crook of their arm, bare skin against bare skin. They stared at the ceiling, wondering what they did to deserve this fragile being full of love, before slowly falling asleep.

[shhh-no-ones-home]

death march matt Murdock x reader

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this one has been in the drafts for a bit and i finally finished it so i hope you guys enjoy. writing has been slow recently as i havent had much free time and am still trying to rewatch all the netflix marvel series. but i am still working on requests and stories that ive had started for about a month so hopefully the rest will be out soon, along with some frank castle stories now that ive reached the first season of the punisher

prompts: "You need sleep." "I get sleep" "getting knocked unconscious does not count as sleep"

song: saints of the blood by black veil brides

tag list: @cynic-spirit @juniebugg

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i sat back on my knees and groaned. matt and i were both covered in blood and he was still writhing around on the ground. but the men around us that were out made me a little proud of all that we'd done. it had been weeks of tracking them down, taking out one ninja at a time until we found were they were all hiding.

"i need a vacation."

he noted as he got to his knees and i laughed.

"you and me both D."

he laughed back as he stood, almost doubling over as he clutched his side. i was quick to stand then, helping him, steadying him.

"whoa, hold up there daredevil, i saw that last punch. broken ribs isn't gonna get you anywhere."

he inhaled sharply.

"and what do you suggest i do?"

i snorted.

"you know the answer to that already."

he shook his head as we limped towards the door together.

"yeah, i shouldn't have asked."

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when we got back to the apartment i was quick to get him to the couch. every move earned a hiss from deep in his chest as i tried to get his jacket off. i figured his ribs were broke but i was more worried about the cuts and stab wounds.

"alright human x-ray, what's the damage?"

he sat quietly for a moment and listened. then he closed his eyes and sighed.

"what do you think?"

i touched his side lightly.

"oh yeah, they're definitely broken. but there's something else. what is it?"

he blinked slowly before wincing as he tried to resituate himself on the couch.

"the cut below my rib is almost deep enough for it to come out."

i made a gross face.

"so maybe this time we really should get you to a hospital."

"no."

he said quickly and i sent him a look.

"matt, if i don't there's a good chance you'll die."

"no hospital."

i bit my tongue as he laid back.

"fine, ill do the best i can but if you if you start fading on me im doing it. this job is bigger than me, and Claire for that matter."

his jaw tightened.

"what would we even tell them? you're not in any better shape."

his breathing was shaky and staggered. i looked to my knuckles on my right hand as i held the cloth to his open wound. at this point i couldn't tell what was my blood, what was his blood, or what was the blood from the men we'd fought in the back of that abandoned warehouse. and then i looked to my left hand, god it was so much worse. my first two fingers were for sure broken, my wrist not in any better shape, and i had a gash almost the length of the back my arm.

"ill think of something, but right now we need to focus on getting you out of this outfit and keeping you from bleeding out. i don't need the paramedics figuring out what we both do in our free time."

°°°°°°°°°

as i sat in the chair beside matt i tried my hardest not to fall asleep. the beep of his heart monitor was very lulling and the morphine  they had given me didn't help. it was a little amusing though to look at the two of us; we practically looked like mummies with how wrapped we were. my left hand was broken in eight places, my wrist in two. the cut on my arm was deep enough to need stitches near my elbow but nowhere else, thank god.

"y/n."

i heard him say quietly and i sat up abruptly, no longer tired.

"im here matt, its okay."

i said softly, taking his hand in mine.

"where are we?"

he asked and i let out a laugh.

"metro general."

he deadpanned.

"i thought i told you-"

"i know i know, but i was losing you. i kept checking your heartbeat but you were losing too much blood. and i couldn't live with myself if id let you die. not after all that hard work."

i said the last bit with a hint of amusement and luckily he smiled back.

"what did you tell them?"

i let out a nervous laugh.

"i told them we were walking home through a bad part of town and got jumped, pushed into a back alley by a couple guys, large and in masks. i told them that they all looked the same, same height, same clothes, and only one of them spoke; that he demanded we give him all that we had on us. i told them that you tried to be brave and push me out of the way and that they didn't like that; that they beat you up, attacked you, then attacked me and once they got me on the ground stomped on my hand and ran."

he nodded solemnly; rubbing his thumb over the back of my right hand. the bruises were prominent still, cuts deep to the bone that i hadn't let anyone see since we'd been here the last ten hours.

"that's one hell of a story."

"as far as they know it was one hell of a fight. but you're still my hero; stupid and stubborn, but still a hero."

he smiled, almost laughing but groaning in pain and rolling his head back against the pillows.

"hey, take it easy, you need to heal, You need sleep."

"I get sleep."

he said matter-of-factly and i sent him a look.

"matt, getting knocked unconscious does not count as sleep."

he looked to the ceiling and swallowed hard.

"look, ill call foggy and Karen and tell them you were awake and they can visit later but for now you need all the rest you can get. you lost a lot of blood, and i know you, you'll want to get back out there as soon as possible. but for right now i think its okay to let the others handle the city for a bit. ill talk to Trish, see what she can do with Jessica's help. you know Danny would be willing to do something."

he shook his head.

"no, don't, its fine, I'm fine."

"Matthew, you have three broken ribs, a punctured lung, and you almost got sliced all the way through. I'm calling at least one of your super friends to take the mantle for a couple weeks. hells kitchen survived over a year without the mask, I'm sure it can survive a little longer. just until you're healed."

he sighed, closing his eyes again.

"i hate when you're right."

i smiled, squeezing his hand lightly.

"if that were true, you wouldn't have married me."

i stood up and kissed his forehead.

"Mrs. Murdock, the voice of reason."

he said softly and i leaned down and kissed him properly.

"keeping the love of my life alive one day at a time."

"thank you."

i studied him for a moment as i stood back up.

"get some sleep, ill be right here when you wake up."

[thesolotomyhan]

being pregnant with miguel angel felix gallardo’s kid but leaving him would include

a/n: the way i went full 180 and wrote this because i LIVE for angst and im here to share my pain with you all,, also! this came out as a preggo hc but it follows up with the angst- um i hope you all enjoy my mess

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tODO POR TU CULPA ANON IM CRYING BEFORE I EVEN BEGIN-

i just need to say this to mend my broken heart but,, can you imagine miguel angel being so fucking elated the day you tell him you’re pregnant-

like im imagining you surprising him with this neatly wrapped box you give him once he comes home,,

your nervous form standing there when he gives you that stupid laugh when he picks up the box like, “whats this, amor?”

just- his smile getting bigger as he starts to unwrap the box,, pulling out this onesie you put in there-

and there’s this shine in his eyes as he holds it up,, looking at you with so much adoration,,

“estas- embarazada, tesoro?” I SOB because i know nothing feels better than to hear from you,, his dama, is pregnant with his kid, :((

and just him walking up to you,, kissing your forehead as his hands caress your stomach, lightly laughing into your hair- i :(

ok but i can feel it in me that since day one,, he would have you never leave the house no matter what because he doesnt want you out and about without him there cuidandote,,

he just gets low key worried because he doesn’t want you to get hurt while he’s working, and not be there for you right away,, so i know he would have someone with you at all times

like personal maids to do anything you ever need because he doesnt want you touching one plate or moving one foot-

he just w o r r i e s about you putting strength in anything that could harm the baby even if youve only been pregnant for a month-

se preocupa el cabron

and also him doubling security just for the sake of something ever happening,, i just- he doesn’t want absolutamente NADA que te pase ok :(

i cant- hes always telling you that you can call him whenever you need to if you want from the littlest problem to the biggest-

“por cualquier cosa, no importa la hora, you call me first, mi amor, tu eres lo mas importante para mi” -

hes just trying his hardest to be as supportive as he can for you,, im tearing up

also someone PLEASE tell me im not the only one that imagines him sitting down on a couch and having you either sitting on his lap or curled into him-

him caressing your hair and kissing the top of your head,, his hand intertwined with yours thats sitting on your stomach-

like its such a soft fucking moment that he cherishes and just looks forward to the day when he imagines holding your baby in his arms- i :((

and i can see him being the type to bring you all and every snack/food he sees on the street on his way home for you to have,,

just the way he’ll come home to you,, fresh pan dulce in his hand or ice cream as he walks up to you,, smile on his face when he leans down to kiss you-

“te traje algo para ti y el niño, amor” and his hand rubbing your stomach -i cannot handle this right now,,

god, he would also be the one to always have you sleeping on his chest,, wanting to be as close to you and his bebe when he falls asleep,,

but also him staring at the ceiling,, thinking of names he likes for your baby,, and just him blurting them out randomly when he really likes one,

i cant-and the little smile on his face when he hears you softly giggle into his chest,, sleepily telling him if you like that name or not- im crying i wow-

ok now listen,, -i want you to imagine with me somewhere at the point of your pregnancy where you find out the gender of your baby ok-

i can imagine you wouldnt have told miguel about you going to the doctors maybe because you wanted to surprise him or maybe it just crossed your mind and you forgot to tell him-

but whatever the reason,, you wouldve wanted to give him the news at his office at hotel americas because youre too excited to wait until later to tell him,,

and i just imagine you carrying this first ever picture in your hand of your baby, this smile on your face as you head up,, i

but right when you round the corner down to his office, you bump into this lady, still trying to button her shirt up, adjusting her outfit and not even acknowledging you as she walks all giggly away from you-

and from this point,, you already know something isnt right even tho you want to so badly brush it off, you cant,

not when you look down the hall where miguels office door was left open-

god, just the nagging tension pulling on your shoulder every time you take a step closer to his door,,

and the moment you push the door open,, its like a weight was dropped on your heart because there miguel stands, right behind his desk, adjusting the collar of his shirt, his hair all messed up and sticking out everywhere-

just- the whole world feeling like it stopped when he looks up at you, standing there in the doorway,, looking at him with so much resentment in your eyes because you fucking know what happen ed when everything clicked for you- i

“mija, que haces aqui? you should be at home, resting-” and like just the way hes trying to play it off like you didnt just catch him angers you even more, your tense form looking at him and teeth gritting- 

“who was that vieja, miguel?”

and just woW him giving you that fucking scoff he does as he smiles at you, moving to start walking up to you,,

“que vieja, mijita?”

i- and the way you give him this dry laugh,, not even noticing your hand starting to crumble the picture in your hand- “no soy pendeja miguel, diME quien era esa mujer” your voice starting to slowly crack,, your eyes filling with angry tears as you back away from him-

i fucking CRY at the thought of desperate miguel trying to hold your arms and calm you down,, and just holding your body against his when you start to struggle out of his hold,, his voice rising to get you to calm down when you start to hit his chest like- como pudiste? after everything we’ve been through, me enganas, como nada-?”

i just- his hands trying to stop you from pushing him away and get ahold of you- “BASTA mija, ella no es nada para mi, let me fix this, tu eres la mejor cosa para mi” i- and him looking at you todo perdido when you push him away angrily,, wanting to get as much space away from him

and theres this tense ass moment where you can barely even look at him through your eyes,, taking a shaky breath like- “cuantas mas hay,,,, dime la verdad-”

but-  ,just him looking down, silent becasue he cant bring himself to lie to you again,, not with they way he can feel his heart in his throat if he even tries to- “dejame arreglar esto, profavor mi amor, i never wanted to hurt you”

i cant- just the way he can see your heart break further when he looks at you,, hurting the one person he promised to never destroy,, 

and his own feeling like it fucking shatters as he watches you toss your ring at him,, your words further crushing him - “nunca pense que llegaria el dia en que te dijera that i dont love you anymore after what you did”-

and just, your muffled cries struggling to leave your mouth as you turn around,, not even noticing when the crumpled picture of your baby falls to the floor-

your legs moving without even thinking towards his door,, not once glancing back at him when he tries to call out your name as you slam the door behind you- i 

THIS IS YOUR FAULT ANON

[tastyykpop]

𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛-ρ† 2

Pairings: enemy, student, barista!jaemin x student, barista!reader, (very small) taemin x reader

Suggestive, slight angst (you have to squint), fluff

<previous- next>

Warnings: dom!jaemin, brat!reader, brat taming kinda, possessiveness, degradation, praise, thigh riding, choking a lot, pet names, jealousy

a/n : here we go again👨‍🦯

"Is it true? Her and jaemin?" Students whispered amongst themselves and thats all you heard today, wondering why they were even talking about you and him. It was strange really, jaemin was nicer and there were very little pranks and even then, they weren't as bad as what they used to be.

"Y/n! Oh my god I can't believe it!" Yeri jumped with a smile plastered on her face, "Are you and jaemin together?"

You twisted your face in confusion. Is that what people think? "What!? No! Where did you even get that from?" You questioned.

Yeri smirked and leaned closer, "I heard from jeno that you both fucked." She leaned back, "is that true?"

"I- well thats not entirely wrong but what does that have to do with him and I dating?"

"Jaemins been nicer with you and there's rarely ever pranks. I mean, anyone with a brain could tell that something is up." Yeri pointed out. She raised an eyebrow as you glanced around, making sure no one can hear you.

"Okay yes me and jaemin did have sex, but seriously we aren't dating. And I'm just as shocked as you about the way he's acting." You whisper-yelled at your friend. She mouth fell into an 'o' shape as she nodded, then attempted to walk away until you grabbed and brought her back, "wait im missing something." You squinted, "please dont tell me everyone in the school knows."

"Okay I wont." She shrugged and tried to walk away again but your hand gripped her arm tighter, "Ow, did you get stronger?"

"Yeri I'm serious! No one was supposed to know and now everyone knows!" You slowly let go of her and stared at the ground, "i swear Im gonna kill that boy!"

Yeri snickered and patted your shoulder, "Dont you mean fuck him?"

"YERI!!"

Order after order, customer after customer, you began to wear down after a hard days work. Irene stayed for a bit at yours and jaemins station to help since it was so busy. And it still wasn't fast enough for all the orders that just kept coming. It felt like you weren't going to finish and the shop closed at 8:30, it was currently 8:17.

"Ugh why is there so many orders at this time?" Irene groaned from exhaustion, jaemin snickered.

"Just be happy we get payed after this." He said and you all agreed.

Everything seemed to suddenly slow down at the cafe as it was beginning to close. Only a few orders were actually left and after that, you could close.

Irene and jaemin cleaned up the stations. Of course Irene left first afterwards, and you counted the money at the register. And since youve been working here for almost 2 years, counting money was just as easy as walking. But since its been super busy today, it took you a while to count some of the coins. Only once while you counted did you mess up, but you brushed it away and started again.

"Can you be any slower?" Jaemin commented, having just finished his part.

Putting the money away after counting, you put your hands on your hips like a mom scolding her child, "Whats the hurry all of a sudden?"

He only giggled and ruffled your already messy hair, "I wanna spend time with my baby."

You tried your hardest not to blush.

"No way." You swatted his hand off your head.

"And why not?" He quirked an eyebrow as you and him walked to an empty table in the cafe.

"Cuz you told jeno what we did last night and now the whole school knows. I'm kinda mad at you right now." Groaning, you hid your head in your arms trying to avoid his gaze.

You couldnt see him, but you heard the sigh and knew he was pouting at you, buy you didn't bother looking up.

"Why can't I brag about how good you were?" Jaemin questions, leaving you to groan louder.

"This isnt what I wanted..."

The boy shifted in his seat and pulled your head out your arms, his hands holding the side of your cheeks, "then what did you want?"

Your cheeks puffed as you tried to find the right words, "...to not have done what we did last night."

"So you regret it?"

You shrugged.

Jaemin leaned back and stared at you with a cold face. He has a hint as to why youre now suddenly saying this, not only because of him telling his friends, but also because of his past with you. If he wasnt pranking you, he was making fun of you, if it wasn't that, he'd make you flustered with his words or actions. Jaemin was annoying, yes, but your reactions were priceless to him. You got annoyed by jaemin and you hated him. He didnt blame you even after all this.

"I guess im not really mad at you telling him, just more confused on why you had sex with me." You started playing with a strand of fallen hair and waited for his answer.

"I did what I wanted to do from the beginning; fucking you dumb. If you think there's another reason, there isn't." Jaemin crossed his arms with a half smile.

You stopped playing with your hair and glared at him, "No no there has to be more! You're way to nice to me now for that to be it!"

"Do you think I like you?" He suddenly leaned forward. You didnt bother saying anything and sat back in the chair, "Why would I like you?"

Its been a week since your last interaction with jaemin. Literally. Theres been no pranking or anything. It was odd, but you couldn't stop thinking back to what he said when you both were alone in the cafe. Something about that kind of stung. You dont know why but, you thought maybe, just maybe, he'd actually like you. And maybe, jimin was right about about you liking him.

"Hey how was work?" Jimin asked getting up from the couch. You noticed taemin was here too and it wasn't surprising anymore as he's been coming over recently this past week.

"It was a bit busy actually." You smiled, nodding your head in taemins direction to acknowledge him and he smiled in return. Cute.

Jimin came back to his seat on the couch and handed you and taemin a clas of iced tea, "Jaemin didnt do anything again huh?"

You shook your head, "You don't understand how weird this is. Like he completely stopped interacting with me." You sighed taking a sip and seat next to taemin before ranting again, "Wait...oh my god! Did I get played? Was he really just trying to fuck me this whole time?"

"Fu- what?" Taemin zipped his head at you.

"Its a long story-"

"No its not," jimin cut you off, "basically hes kind of a bully to her and hes always doing pranks and saying some provocative things, but magically," he started flailing his hands, "jaemin started being nice, said he wanted to 'fuck her dumb' and then she was in his bed."

"....so you just...let your bully fuck you??" Taemin squinted his eyes at you and you nodded slowly. "Interesting. "

"I dont even know why. Like it just happened." You stuck out your bottom lip and laid you head on taemins shoulder, "I can't believe I did that..."

"It was bound to happen." Jimin sipped his tea.

You lifted your head slightly off of taemins shoulder and stuck your tongue out, "You know what fuck you!"

"You both are like kids." Taemin said, moving to get up.

"Hm?" Jimin looked up from his iced tea, completely obvious to what taemin said and taemin shook his head.

"I need to get back home. Jimin don't stay up too late." Jimin whined at his friend as taemin got up, "y/n, be good." You gave him a thumbs up and watched as the black haired man left.

"Jimin hes cute." You frowned.

Jimin rolled his eyes, "tell him that next time then."

You rolled over so now you were laying on jimins lap and he gave you a look of disgust, but you ignored it, "Mans is too cute for someone like me to say something."

"Dude he literally called you cute the first day he met you." Jimin said a matter of factly.

"How do you know he wasnt lying?"

Jimin scoffed, "Taemin lying? Thats like me and you dating. It just doesn't go together."

"I dont know if i should be offended or happy." You glared.

"The latter." He averted his eyes from yours and continued watching the show on t.v.

2 classes in and your were already tired. If you hadn't had stayed up so late with jimin, crying over some k-drama, maybe you wouldve gotten a good night sleep. But because of that you looked dead. You didn't even try to look your best this morning, only throwing on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and brushing your hair back. You thought you looked okay to some extent at least. Maybe not your normal self but at least you were presentable.

There's was only so much you could handle in your class right now too. Trigonometry was definitely not your strong suit and you wondered how you even got in this class.

People were hunched over doing their work and you were struggling with question one. It was a bit embarrassing. You looked to your right for answers but they were just as lost as you, so your left was your next move.

"I dont appreciate you cheating off my paper y/n." Jaemin whispered, making sure the professor didn't hear him.

"Sorry I'm just confused.." you grumbled, placing your pencil down, jaemin gave you a look.

"Maybe if you used your head you'd get it."

"Im not dumb jaemin."

He exhaled and rubbed his face with his hands, "Come over later ill help you."

You looked at jaemins partially completed paper then back at your blank one. You needed this if you wanted to pass but you also didn't want to be with jaemin at the moment and you weren't too sure what tricks the boy had up his sleeve.

"I dont think-"

"It wasnt a question." Jaemin then went back to his work, ignoring whatever protest you had as you were about to open your mouth.

It was at this point you even planned on not going later. The only thing is he really didn't like being disobeyed and you found him a bit scary when mad. It wouldnt be right to miss out on him tutoring you anyway because jaemin was a smart guy. With his help you should be able to pass easily given a few months.

The professor ended class a few minutes early. Jaemin and you both headed to your next class when someone tapped on your shoulder, making you curiously turn around.

"TAEMIN!" you leaped up and hugged the guy around his neck as he giggled with full cheeks. "What are you doing here?"

"I changed colleges since it was closer to where I was living, but I didnt realize you were here too!" He beamed.

Jaemin stood watching you both converse and giggle over small things. He wanted so badly to drag you away from taemin but he knew you weren't going to like him very much after that. But something about the two of you laughing and subtly flirting didnt sit right with him and he didnt know why. It wasnt jealousy because why would he be jealous with you? He didn't care about you in that way. So why was this making him angry?

"Y/n lets go to class." Jaemin interrupted the two of you.

"You can go ill be in shortly." You brushed him off as if he was nothing and began talking with taemin again. Jaemin despised it but listened to you and walked away.

You were happy taemin came to this school because now it gave you a chance to get closer with him. It was definitely the small crush that grew over the week that made you feel like a 14 year old girl whenever he said something remotely sweet.

Taemin and you stood just outside of the classroom door and you gave him a quick hug and good bye before heading into the room with a big smile.

Jaemin stared at you as you walked up the steps to your seat that was a few feet away from him. The smile plastered on your face made jaemin see how much of an impact taemin really had on you.

Seulgi and sana kept glancing back at you, snickering here and there. Something your not fazed by it anymore. Probably them planning another prank or something. You also felt another set of eyes behind you and looked back to see jaemin glaring at the back of your head. Wondering why he was doing that, you crooked your head to the side then faced the front again after not receiving any response from him.

Ten minutes passed and the professor never came. Students were still all around the room talking to each other and the room was noisy. You decided to just ignore everyone and focus on any work you could, everything other than trig. You were saving that for jaemin.

"Hey nana," jaemin looked away from you and gazed up at seulgi who was now standing in front of him, "theres a party later at Wendy's and joys house. You coming?"

You put the pencil down and started biting your nails, wondering what he would actually say, not that he would ditch on you, but still.

"Im working later." He simply said, seulgi rolled her eyes playfully.

"Ill come pick you up after just bring clothes."

Jaemin raised a brow, "ill be too tired to go."

He was starting to get on seulgis nerves as she grit her teeth, "Then ill come over after school."

You scoffed and rolled your eyes wondering why she was trying so hard. Clearly the boy didn't want to go, or at least go with her. You didnt understand how she couldn't see that.

"Can't im helping someone with trig after."

She leaned over his desk, jaemin not really fazed by anything as she kept coming closer, "I have a feeling you're lying nana."

"Why would I lie?" He replied stoic. "Y/n is coming over for help."

Its the way that literally everyone in the room looked back at jaemin and you. Such a weird pair. Now they really would be questioning the two of you.

You anxiously looked back at him, seulgi was up in his face, nose flared, jaemin remained still and not intimidated by her or the class. But you were ready for someone to say something.

"Whats with you and y/n all of a sudden?" Seulgi asked. You could tell she didn't want you to go over his house, that was pretty obvious, but its not like she could stop you.

"Nothing, she just needs help in trig."

The class was still silent, even after a good 30 seconds. Now you just wanted the professor come in and talk about some WW2 stuff so people would ignore this. But your were pretty sure your professor just didn't want to teach and stayed home for the day.

"You dont need to help her." She faked a smile when she glanced back at you. "Shes a smart girl."

Jaemin was just about ready to get up and walk away, "I want to help her pass, now I do believe your seat is over there." he pointed over to the middle row of seats, just a few before yours. Seulgi actually took the hint and walked away. Her eyes were trained on yours and she looked as if ready to say something but decided against it.

God, now you just wanted to leave.

Jaemin placed a notebook and an open textbook on trig in front of you. His eyes watched as you hesitated to do your homework. You would get ready to write then lean back in confusion. For you, something was just not clicking with the whole trigonometry thing. You even started to wonder why you were taking it.

"Look this is what you have to do." Jaemin sat up and took the pencil out of your hand and went through the steps. Despite him being shockingly good at explaining and teaching, you found yourself lost at his words and just started staring at his side profile. Admittedly, you had to say he was pretty. And his lips as he was talking made you hypnotized. They looked soft and you wondered if you'll ever be able to feel them again.

"Repeat what I had just said."

You snapped out of your thoughts and hesitated, looking back at the paper then slowly began going over what you remembered until you started stumbling over your words and then stopped when he placed his hand on your thigh.

Jaemin exhaled loudly, sounding very disappointed in you and the only thing you could do was wait for whatever he had to say, "Why aren't you paying attention to nana?" His voice remained the same, but his nickname was a complete contrast.

"Im sorry I was distracted..."

"Distracted." Jaemin raised an eyebrow, "Theres nothing here to distract you."

Although you wanted to say he's been distracting you, you most certainly didn't and spared yourself the embarrassment.

"Y/n whats distracting you?" Jaemin set aside the pencil and gave you his full attention. Yet you remained silent and let him figure it out himself. But he knew, you were pretty easy to read. This is why he tapped your thigh, trying to get an answer out of you.

"You already know. Why do I have to say it?"

"I wanna hear it come out of your mouth." Jaemin shrugged.

"Jaemin..." you mumbled staring at your blank notebook, "Can we just move on?"

"Say it first." Consequently jaemin only made things worse by moving his hand up and down on your thigh in a taunting manner. One way or another he'll make you flustered.

"Youre clearly the distraction now can we please move on. We only have an hour and a half until work." You blushed.

A playful smirk found its way to his lips as he hummed in agreement. His hand still rested on your thigh and he once again tried explaining the problem in front of you. Granted, your phone went off in the middle of his second attempt of explaining.

"Taemin texted me hold on." You reached to grab your phone but jaemin was faster. He took your phone and threw it on the bed behind him.

"Pay attention." Jaemin had said. But you decided to be a bit stubborn and decided to get up and grab your phone, but jaemin had other plans. Hence why now you were stuck in a death grip on his lap with a hand to your neck. You couldn't see his face, but you knew it was cold. Jaemin didn't like to be disobeyed even for a second. "You only listen to me when I make a move, so do I have to keep you in this position for you to do your work?" You quickly shook your head and tried to wiggle out of his strong grip, but jaemin wouldn't let you go. Particularly because he figured you'd try and grab your phone again, which in that case, wasn't going to happen. If you so desperately wanted to pass, hes going to make you pass. Jaemin doesn't care even if he has to go as far as disciplining you either. As long as you pass, he'll be fine.

"You dont want to disappoint nana right?" You shook your head again. "You have a voice, use it."

"N-no.."

Jaemin hummed and let go of your neck, still keeping you on his lap. "Now be a good girl and listen. This is the last time I'll repeat myself."

So then you listened. Certainly because jaemin would not hesitate in making you regret any decisions you had.

After his third explanation, you understood the whole process a bit more and began doing your work. Jaemin was happy to see you do the problems, only pointing out a few mistakes, but praising you after for getting them right. You'd try your best not to smile or blush by putting your head down or looking away. Jaemin found it cute and couldn't help but smile himself.

"Lets get ready for work." Jaemin tapped your thigh for you to get up then he made his way to the closet to find clothes.

"Do you have a white t-shirt I can use?" You asked and jaemin threw you a shirt. Luckily for you the dress code was white on top, black on bottom so you didn't need to worry about the pants.

The both of you changed swiftly, not really caring about each others presence as you've already seen each other naked.

Without warning, jaemin dragged you out the his car, not bothering to give you a chance to say you wanted to drive yours. And you both were off.

It was a silent car ride besides the soft music playing on the radio. Jaemin kept you occupied with a hand resting on your thigh. He had a nice hand, you weren't gonna lie, but besides you gawking at his hand, it really did keep your mind focused. Not even the streets filled with so much activity could make you stop staring. It came to the point where you ended up grabbing his hand and played with his fingers.

"If you like my hands so much maybe I should use them on you again." Jaemin said, your breathing stopped for a second and you faced him.

"I just... find your hands nice thats all. Nothing sexual nana." You emphasized his nickname with a mocking tone. But in reality it was a very lowkey sexual desire to have him feel you up again, or even finger you. Whatever it was, you didn't want to admit it.

Parking the car, you and jaemin went inside the cafe to find it was again very busy. Irene was at the register helping a customer with their order and when she glanced up, you could've sworn she saw a ghost.

She finished the order and looked between you two, "Am I missing something?" She asked, pointing a finger at you guys as if accusing you, "you never come in together nor even walk inches next to each other."

"Y/n was at my house because I was tutoring her for school, so I drove her here too." Jaemin responded and you nodded in agreement. Still, irene found this crazy.

"Okay...just get to work then..." she squinted her eyes. Jaemin was the first to get to the stations, followed by you who made sure to look at the orders on screen.

After a while of making coffees, teas, and such you decided it was time for a break, so you asked irene if you can just take a seat for a bit to which she said yes.

Only a few tables remained empty, you took one near a window so you could see what was happening outside. Nothing different. Some teenagers fooling around on the sidewalk, couples passing by, and people rushing to get to their jobs. Meanwhile you never noticed someone sitting in front of you until they blew into your ear.

"Ahhh, what the fuck taemin!" Frowning at the sudden intusion, taemin laughed at your shocked face and sputtered many apologies. Many of which you knew he didnt mean.

"How long have you been sitting there?" You leaned over the table asking.

Taemin naturally leaned over too, getting closer to your face, "Just got here." He smiled, "I texted you that I was coming but you never replied."

You pouted in realization that that was when jaemin decided to discard your phone on his bed and not allow you to get it back. "Sorry I was being tutored for trig."

"Its fine." He pinched your cheeks, the smile never left his face once he finally saw a shade of red on your cheeks. Moreover, the two of you kept conversing for about 5 more minutes. Taemin talked about how jimin was bored all day from not seeing you at home so he went over to comfort him. You chuckled at the thought of jimin sadly laying against his friend and playing video games, trying not to feel bored. It made you happy that you had that kind of impact on him, knowing damn well no matter how much he said he said you weren't fun, that was a lie.

"I have to go. I'll make sure to come by later." With that taemin and you stood up and gave each other a hug. What surprised you was the lips on your cheek, giving you a bunch of butterflies in your stomach. "Bye y/n." Taemin winked and walked out the cafe.

Alarmed and flustered by what happened, you steadily walked back to the counter and just stopped there.

One might consider that to be a cute thing to see in a cute little cafe but jaemin thought otherwise and he was quite literally done with this.

"Come here." Jaemin made a finger motion to you and took you to the back of the cafe, away from the bustling people. "Whats with you and that taemin dude?"

"Why do you care?" You tilted your head up at him with a smirk. If you can manage to successfully push jaemins buttons and walk away with it, this would be the best day ever.

Jaemin took your chin in his index and thumb, bringing your face closer, "I asked you a question. I expect an answer."

"I dont have to answer if I dont want to." You tried swatting his hand away from your chin but he only moved down to your neck, causing you to gasp at the sudden squeeze. Basically, jaemin was choking you out of jealousy. "H-hes just m-my friend." You stuttered as you told the truth expecting jaemin to now let go, but he only softened his grip.

"I hate him."

"You dont know him." You mocked back and jaemin lazily rolled his eyes.

"I dont care if I dont know him I hate the fact that hes with you." Jaemin growled, letting your neck go.

You took the chance to let out a laugh at his frustrated face. This was entertaining to you and for once you had the upper hand, "so youre saying you're jealous?"

Roughly, jaemin slammed your back against the building with his face only mere centimeters from yours. You could smell the scent of mint in his breath too. "Maybe I am." Jaemin pushed a knee between your legs. "Shouldnt mess with my girl. And you shouldn't have let him kiss your cheek." Jaemins lips hovered over your lips. His hands harshly gripped your hips, moving you them over his thigh. Hearing the sound of you moaning out in shock, jaemin captured your lips in a kiss, a rough one at that.

His anger was through the roof and he showed that. "Youre mine and only mine. I'm the only one who can touch you like this, kiss you like this." Jaemin kissed down your jaw, still grinding your core on his thigh. You tried silencing your whimpers by biting your hand, but jaemin was quick to stick his fingers in your mouth, causing you to gag and choke.

Without a moments hesitation, jaemin pulled away from your neck to watch you suck around his fingers and he laughed through an angry aura, "If only taemin could see how much of a slut you are for me, maybe he would back off." You whined around his fingers and he pushed deeper down your throat. Your hips stuttered a bit, but kept moving forward, trying to get more friction.

"Such a stupid little girl for nana." Jaemin ruthlessly began fucking your throat with his fingers, "Are you gonna cum out here? What if somebody walks out and sees?" Your eyes rolled back and jaemin hummed still keeping the pace with his fingers and helping you move your hips. "Aww but I bet you wouldn't care. Since your so eager to cum and all." You gripped his wrist becoming more and more desperate to reach your high. Indeed you were so close that you started seeing stars, but jaemin pulled his thigh and fingers away.

"Were you about to cum?" He laughed in your face sadisticly. Your face heated up in embarrassment. "Stupid girl."

Cooing at your red face, jaemin brought you into another kiss, much softer than before but enough to know who's in charge.

"Lets get back to work, yeah?" Jaemin tapped your cheek with his two fingers and walked away leaving you hot and bothered.

Naturally you wouldve followed but you literally almost came in your pants just outside of your work. What were you thinking letting jaemin do that to you? And why did he have such an affect on you to the point that you forgot about what happened with taemin. You couldn't stand out here any longer and went inside. Jaemin was calm as if you didn't almost just get off on his thigh and sucked his fingers off. God this boy was doing something to you and you couldn't take it!

Working next to him seemed even more difficult. You were a hot mess, plus you were horny and honestly jaemins existence wasn't helping. And now, especially now, you realized that lasting until 8:30 was going to be a train wreck.

The school day was normal, yeri was hyper as always and cracking jokes making you spit out your banana milk. And her constant teasing about jaemin was nothing different. Of course you told her what happened the other day, she's your best friend, and she was blown away. Yeri wasn't expecting such news to be dropped on her like that and you couldnt blame her, only shrugging your shoulders and sipping your banana milk.

Stopping mid sip, you saw the boy you were subtly looking for; jaemin. Your reason? Well even you didn't know but your for sure were going to come up with something.

For the past few days jaemin never left your mind. Even when you saw him he always lingered. You could say you missed him. Besides that, taemin was never on your mind anymore. Just jaemin. It was like your mind needed him.

So you got up from your seat, yeri looked up confused and watched as your legs took you to your destination. Your heart was beating rapidly and you weren't even sure how this would go. Either you'll die from embarrassment or be the happiest girl alive. It was the anticipation.

You sucked in a deep breath once you got to him, jaemin peered up at you with curiosity, some other students even found your boldness interesting, until you spoke, "Wanna go out with me?"

[morbidkisses]

I’m not sure how your requests work or what you would need, but could I get a yandere Hoseok story please?

You Belong With Me. (y! hoseok drabble)

warning: yandere themes, obsessive themes, yandere behavior, manipulation, abusive relationships, hobi gets kind of aggressive later on in the story, misogyny, choking, hair pulling, reader is chained up to the wall, death, minor character deaths.

summary: you get into an argument with hoseok because he refuses to let you go outside and catch up with your friends over a few drinks.

I do not condone this type of behavior so please don't romanticize this type of sick behavior, and if you're part in an abusive relationship please seek help!

once again this is FICTION, and yandere is counted as horror/mystery type of shit so stay safe bubbies! oh and this might be triggering so please read at your own risk, and if you don't like stuff like this then SCROLL. I talk too much-

"What? so you love them more than me??"

you rolled your eyes and sighed in exasperation. your boyfriend was being irrational at this point, and it was driving you crazy. You met hoseok a few weeks ago, and you were charmed by his radiant smile, his sweet words, he was the perfect gentleman with good looks and a fat bank account, you couldn't say no when he asked you out on a date, how could you? he was literally so perfect, but you were too blind to see the dark imperfections hidden behind his bright smile.

"For the hundredth time, hobi, they're my friends and I just want to catch up with them! You're being illogical-"

"How am I the one being illogical when you're the one who is choosing your so-called friends over me???" He threw his hands in the air to emphasize his point, his eyes were so wide you thought they would pop out.

"Just because I want to see them and talk to them doesn't mean I love them more than you, for God's sake!!! stop being so childish." you yelled out as you tugged at your hair strands in frustration. Why was he making such a big deal out of this? it wasn't like you were going out to cheat on him with someone else, you just wanted to go out and catch up with your friends at the local bar.

"You're not going, and that's the end of this stupid discussion, love. Now, get your ass back in the bedroom and change into something proper, you look like a slut in that dress."

Okay. that was it. You grabbed the first thing your hands could find, which was a tissue box and threw it at him as hard as you possibly could in rage. How dare he call you that, your dress was completely fine. You were clad in a simple black dress that dropped right above your knees and the only thing that could be considered inappropriate by society was the little cleavage that was showing, but even if you were to go out in the tightest dress he still had no rights to call you that. You had to leave him. And leave him you did.

"You're such a bitch, I tried to make this shit work but honestly I'm fed up with your immature ass. Im leaving." you picked up your purse which had your car keys and phone in it, before walking towards the entrance door and opening it.

"don't bother calling me again." you mumbled before slamming the door shut behind you.

Hoseok was in a state of shock, his soul had left his body, he couldn't process what just happened. It felt like someone had just poured a bucket of ice cold water on him.

"n-no... y/n, sweetie, come back..." his voice cracked as he fell to his knees in devastation. He knew you could no longer hear him, but he hoped you would come back through those doors and hug him. How could you be so cruel? You were the reason he was breathing? He felt like all the light was pulled out of him, his mind going numb as he stared down at his hands.

Soft cries left his lips as his stature stuttered while he sobbed silently, but not before long, he broke into an unhinged laughter as he sat down on the ground and leaned back against the couch, his eyes stuck to the door you had so rudely slammed into his face. All traces of sadness had disappeared from his face, a devilish smirk replacing the heartbreaking frown.

You were going to regret this big time.

He grabbed his phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Tae, my birdie just left me, can you do me a favor and bring her back to me?"

The person on the other line scoffed audibly

"Do I even have a choice?" 'Tae' groaned.

"Not really. Be careful not to hurt her, and bring her two little friends with her as well, I don't care if you hurt them just keep those two alive, my birdie needs to learn a lesson."

A sigh could be heard from the other line before 'tae' mumbled an okay.

"I'll text you the location."

Everything was a blur, one moment you were laughing and having fun with your friends and the very next second you fell unconscious. Unknown to you, someone might have put a few ingredients in your drinks.

You woke up with a throbbing ache in your head, your mind was fogged up and you couldn't think. A groan left your lips as you brought your hands up to rub your temples. You sat up on what seemed to be a bed, your mind started clearing up, but you were still confused, where were you? what happened? You fully opened your eyes and panic started filling your mind as you realized you were in Hoseok's room. You started hyperventilating and quickly got out of bed, but you felt something heavy around your ankle.

was he fucking serious???

He had cuffed your ankles, you were literally chained to the wall. the chain was long enough for you to roam around the room and the bathroom.

You were hysteric, trying your hardest to pull out the thick chains from the wall, but your efforts were futile. Silent sobs began pouring from your lips as you panicked. After giving up you slumped against the wall and hugged your knees as you cried to yourself.

"Oh you're up!" Hoseok beamed as he entered the room.

Furious yet terrified, you stood up and charged at him full speed before grabbing him by the collar of his white shirt and yanking him closer to your face.

"Listen here, you crazy psychopath, if you don't let me out of here right now I'll-"

"oh please, what are you gonna do?" he grinned sinisterly as he gingerly ran his fingers through your hair, you were such a cute little thing, bluffing around. You couldn't do shit to him at the moment, and both of you were aware of that fact. His gentle strokes didn't last long as he yanked your hair back.

"You must learn your lesson, my love, I didn't want to do this but you misbehaved."

His other hand wrapped around your throat, cutting off the blood flow to the brain. Your face started becoming red as you tugged at his hand.

"p-plea... se... s-sto..."

He scoffed at your expression as he tilted his head. "know your place."

He tightened his grip one last time before letting you fall to the ground on your knees, before you broke into a coughing fit.

"That's where you belong" his tone was enough to make you shudder. "you belong with me... completely at my mercy."

You didn't have it in you to fight more so you just weakly glared up at him, your legs felt numb, rendering you motionless on your knees.

"I hate you..."

"aw, but I've barely started your punishment, love! It's still too early to hate me!"

although your words stung him a bit, he didn't show it. He just feigned an innocent smile before he grabbed his phone and unlocked it.

Bewildered by his actions, you frowned. What was he up to? what did he mean when he said it's still too early to hate him?

"Ah Tae! Hello!" He sounded awfully cheerful and enthusiastic. How could he shift his mood like that. It seemed as if he was face timing someone on his phone.

Hoseok looked down at you and he almost cooed at your adorably confused expression.

a sigh was heard from the other line. "You owe me big time, hoseok."

"yeah yeah, I'll send you the money later. Can you show me our friends for a bit?"

no.. he couldn't mean...

He crouched down next to you and showed you the screen of his phone. Your eyes widened in horror as you quickly began shaking your head.

"Hobi, please no no, please! Leave them out of this please!" you almost choked on your tears as you begged him to let your friends go.

"it's a bit too late for that, baby." he pressed a kiss to your temple which made your skin crawl in disgust.

"YOU BASTARD, LET THEM GO." you screamed at the screen as you watched your best friends tied up and severely bruised.

"I don't get paid enough for this shit..." 'Tae' muttered. You couldn't see his face on the screen, probably because he was using the back camera to show your friends.

"the fuck am I supposed to do now?" the person behind the camera asked.

"oh just finish them off."

Hoseok sat down on the ground and back hugged your body, his head resting on your shoulder as he made sure your eyes didn't leave the screen.

"no please don't! I'm begging you please stop!" you cried out as the camera got closer to your friends. Your friends' cries were left unheard as two bullets were shot right into their skulls.

You let out a blood curling scream as you thrashed around, but hoseok was stronger than you, so he held you down with ease. How could he do that?

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you both, you motherfuckers!" you screamed at them both as tears streamed down your cheeks.

"thank you, tae, I owe you! bye bye!" he ended the call.

"You see love, we could've avoided all of this... if you had just been obedient. This is all your fault, I hope you know that." he sighed as he looked down at your crying form.

He was sick, how could he say that, did he feel no remorse?

"you can't leave me... you belong to me."

a/n: that was kind of shitty- but I tried- sorry for the late updates! I hope you like it :]]

this is unedited by the way :]

oh and I used a yandere starter prompt by @yandere-daydreams ! :]

[seokjinsdisciple]

Backward

mark x reader (SMUT, fluff (because im soft), and more smut)

when you run into your douchebag ex at a party, you grab the nearest stranger and drag them into pretending to be your boyfriend. You just didn’t expect this stranger to be so hot. 

warnings: sex, language, unprotected sex (be safe kids), drinking, fingering, fingering in a semi-public place?, female receiving oral, the phrase good girl is only mentioned once (aren’t you proud of me?)  idk im probably forgetting something so if i am just let me know

i didn’t really edit this so....sorry for any mistakes

word count: 2.1k (im a hoe for mark, ok?)

It happened at a stupid party that your best friend forced you to go to. The alcohol was cheap, and tasted disgusting, but at least it got you drunk. You put on a little bit more of a revealing outfit than you normally would, because you normally didn’t care. This party was supposed to make you feel better after the stressful work week you just had. Unfortunately, this party put you in the same room as your scumbag ex. Who, by the looks of it, was doing way better without you than you were doing without him. You groaned when you saw his silhouette, and almost pulled your hair out when he started to approach you. If you hadn’t had so much to drink, you would be mortified to do what you are about to do, but you are drunk, and you want to prove your stupid, smug ex wrong. 

So, you confidently approach a (very) attractive man who had been (innocently) standing near you at the time of the sighting. You take the last few sips of your drink before placing your hand on his arm, just in time for your ex to start a conversation. 

“Oh, hey! I noticed you from across the room. How’re you doing?” He questions, looking the man next to you up and down. At his suspicious glances, you loop your arm into the stranger's, smiling back at him. 

“We are doing great,”I smiled squeezing the stranger’s arm and praying that he will go along with what I’m about to do, “This is my boyfriend.”

“I’m Mark,” the stranger stuck out his hand, clasping my ex’s and shaking it firmly. Your ex was clearly shocked, having been convinced that he was the only good thing you could ever have. Douchebag. However, sizing up the man next to you, your ex quickly figured out he was in a losing fight. This guy was beyond handsome, and he was polite, something your ex could never claim to be. You and your new “boyfriend” made conversation with your ex, and when you started to get visibly uncomfortable, Mark said he wanted to go dance. Like you savior, he swept you away, only breaking character when the two of you made it to the dance floor. When he was sure your ex was preoccupied, he led you to the kitchen to get another drink.

“What would my beautiful girlfriend’s name be?” Mark asked, chuckle on his lips at this whole situation. You swiftly answered him, shying away from his handsome face.

“I’m so sorry about that,” you started, “My ex is kinda a douchebag and I really can’t stand the idea that he is better off without me.”

“It’s no problem, I’m glad I could rescue such a stunning girl,” Mark smiled, handing you one of the drinks he had just made,  “By the way, if he let a girl like you go, he’s definitely not better off.”

After that, the two of you immediately hit it off. You were talking throughout the whole party, making each other laugh and completely ignoring the people you came with. There was something so familiar about Mark, something that made you feel comfortable. Things with Mark just felt right. 

It wasn’t long before you found yourself grinding against him on the dance floor. It started as a show for your ex, but his hands started traveling up your legs, his lips started finding the sensitive spots on your neck. To say you were bothered would be an understatement. You could feel the stickiness in your underwear, and you could feel Mark’s length pressing against your ass. You felt his hands graze against the hem of your skirt, his fingers dancing to your inner thigh, and then quickly moving away. If he could tease, you could too. 

You moved your hands into his hair, pulling lightly. You smirked at the quiet moan he let out, but the smirk dropped off of your face as he pulled you even closer than you were before. His grip on your hips was tight, and at this point, you wouldn’t be surprised if your arousal were dripping down your legs. 

You whimpered as he lightly bit your ear, whispering, “Please come home with me, I need to make you cum.”

You would be lying if you said you hesitated at all. Truth be told, you turned around faster than he could even finish his sentence, your frenzied lips finding his with ease. He met your kiss with just as much passion, and for a moment, both of you forgot you were in the middle of a dance floor, surrounded by people. You whined as he broke the kiss, but he just took your hand, pulling you away from the crowd to call an uber. 

If you thought you were turned on before you got in the uber, you had no idea what you are now. Mark was currently two fingers deep in your heat, all while having a casual conversation with the driver. It was as if he knew your body like the back of his hand, the way he put just the right pressure in your sensitive spots, pressed just right on your clit and covered your moans with a chaste kiss before they even came out. 

You felt the coil in your lower abdomen tighten, your moans becoming more frequent as Mark hit all the right spots within you. You were so so close, and so desperate when Mark pulled his fingers out of you. If you had been in your right mind, you would’ve recognized that the uber had arrived, but you weren’t, and you were desperate. So you tried your hardest to pull Mark’s hands back to their place in your heat, almost crying at his unwillingness to help you.

“Baby, get out of the car,” He laughed, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, “We’re here.”

That was all he needed to say to get your ass out of that uber and following him. The time it took to get up to his apartment from that uber felt like the longest three minutes of your life, especially with Mark’s hand burning the skin around your waist where it sat. 

You could have cried when the door to his apartment finally swung shut. With hurried hands and lips locked together, he led you to what you assumed to be his room. As soon as he kicked the door of his room shut, he practically tore your skirt down your body. His once light brown eyes, now dark and filled with lust as he stared at your exposed center. 

“If I’m not mistaken, I have a job to finish,” He growled, stalking towards you and pushing you gently on the bed. Before you could even brace yourself you felt his tongue circle your clit, sucking harshly on the sensitive bud. If you thought Mark had been good with his fingers, you had no clue what just hit you. He swirled his tongue around your clit, knowing just when to lick a stripe up your slit or to push himself inside. Mark was messily devouring you, and he had you on the edge. The climax you had been so close to reaching in the uber was fast approaching. 

“Mark- oh god,” You moaned, trying to let him know how close you were, “I’m-I’m close.”

Mark just locked his eyes with yours, picking up the pace of his tongue on your bud and easing a finger into your heat. That’s all it took for your eyes to roll back into your head and your hips to buck, but Mark held on, his face attached to your heat until you had ridden out your climax. 

When Mark’s head rose from your heat, you could cum again at just the sight of him. His hair was messy, his cheeks a perfect rosy blush, his smile soft, and distracting. He climbed over your body, kissing each cheek, and then placing a light peck on your lips. 

“Do you want to stop? That seemed pretty intense,” He smiled, placing another soft kiss on your forehead. You hummed as he peppered your face with gentle kisses. 

“Mark, if you don’t fuck me right now,” You smiled as he let out a chuckle. Taking a deep breath as he unbuckled his belt and slid his jeans down. Before you could catch your breath, he was pushing himself slowly into your sensitive heat. If you had the strength to open your eyes, you would have seen the gulp Mark took as he rests his head on your shoulder and sheathed himself all of the way inside. He felt delicious. He filled you to the brim, and you couldn’t help but take in a shaky breath as he started rocking his hips. He groaned into your shoulder as his pace quickened. This was the first time tonight he was getting any sort of pleasure, and you can tell that had made him desperate. He was fucking you quickly, grabbing your hips and grunting. He had become an insatiable animal, and you sure as hell didn’t want him to slow down. While his trusts were harsh and unforgiving, his hands and lips were soothing and filled with respect. 

You were quickly approaching another high, a fact that Mark had realized as you involuntarily clenched around his length. 

“Are- are you close baby?” Mark asked, running a hand from your hip to your clit, sending you hurtling closer to the edge. 

“Gonna be a good girl and cum for me?” He grunted, his pace faltering. His heavenly voice, mixed with his delicious dick and nimble fingers sent you over the edge. He continued thrusting, whispering praise after praise into your ear until you no longer felt him in you. You almost groaned a complaint, but Mark was quick to hush you. He sprayed cum onto your belly, the warmth of it distracting you from his cold room. 

You were drifting in and out, something you hadn’t ever experienced before. When Mark cupped his hands around your face, you looked hazily at him. He gently rubbed your temple, causing a string of butterflies to erupt in your stomach. 

“Can I get you anything, baby?” He asked, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead in order to get you to focus, “Water? Or how about something to eat?”

You just shake your head, outstretching your arms in order to suggest you want to cuddle. You smile as he laughs, muttering out, “Let me get you cleaned up first.”

And he does clean you, at least you can feel him moving you around. Your eyes are closed and you find yourself drifting off to sleep before he comes back to bed. 

--

When you awake the next morning you find yourself alone. The bed is cold, the sheets are turned back and there seems to be no noise in the house. You find yourself a little sad that Mark isn’t here. Plus you have a headache from all of the alcohol you drank the night before. When you turn over, you’re met with a tall glass of water, a few ibuprofens (thank god) and a small note. The note says something about running out for groceries. You waste no time in downing the drink, and the pills, and find yourself finally getting out of bed. You take a look through Mark’s apartment, taking stock of the photos on his walls and the books on his coffee table. 

“Ah- you’re not supposed to be up yet!” You heard Mark’s voice from behind you. You turned with a smile, laughing at the sight of him, as he tried to balance 4 grocery bags in his arms. You rushed to help him, taking two of the bags and following him to his kitchen. 

“I’m glad you didn’t leave yet,” He breathed, setting his bags on the counter and then swiftly grabbing the two you had in your arms. 

“Well, it takes me awhile to get up in the morning.”

At this, Mark laughed, “I could tell.”

The playful mood turned somewhat serious as you thought about leaving. He was technically just a one night stand, and although everything in your body was begging you to stay, you had no idea how Mark was feeling. 

“Listen, I know we kinda did this whole thing backward. I mean, we started dating before we even knew each other’s names,” he forced a chuckle, his nerves apparent, “but I would really really like it if we could get dinner sometime.”

You just smiled, pecking his lips before whispering, “As long as we have dessert first.”

[fairycosmos]

Hi fairycosmos,

I really don’t want to bother you but I feel like you’re the only person I know (and I don’t even know you) who might be able to relate.

Today my sister would’ve turned 21, if we hadn’t lost her to cancer. I don’t know how to deal with my grief on her birthday, because it gets so overwhelming and suffocating and usually I just try to switch everything off by doing my uni work and switching off my mind as best as possible. I listened to Taylor Swift’s album Red, thinking music might distract me. But there is one line that goes “it’s supposed to be fun, turning 21” and I just got pulled under these waves of grief, it feels like I’m drowning. I can’t talk to my family about this, and again I’m really sorry for being a bother, I just felt the need to let somebody who might be able to understand know. I’m sorry you lost your sister, I’m sorry for the both of us and I’m sorry for our sister. Life is so cruel

god i am so so sorry to hear this :( i genuinely feel like words will never be able to do it justice, it’s the cruelest and most inexplicably fucking evil thing ever how ppl are taken from us so quickly and so soon. im so sorry, i can’t fathom your specific situation. sometimes attempts at comfort can feel like rubbing salt in the wound and i would really hate if this came across like that. so i just want to tell you that i really do understand (to an extent) and you do not have to sit in this pain alone. the waves of grief are inevitable, and horrible. quite literally the worst aspect of being a person, and nobody truly gets it until they find themselves in that situation too. but it’s ok to allow the emotion to wash over you, especially on days like today. it feels like the world is ending every single time, and you know you’ll get another tsunami of that same feeling tomorrow, and all you can do is accept it. you drown, float to the surface, you drown, float to the surface. i completely get how tiring and helpless it can feel. how utterly devastating, how fucking enraging. but talk to your sister. keep her around and celebrate her birthday even just within your own heart and mind. it was my sisters recently too, she would’ve been 24, and the whole day i was just drunk and on autopilot. i think it would’ve felt a little less suffocating in the long run if i had allowed myself to confront it even for a few minutes, no matter how hard those few minutes would’ve been. so i think you should do the same, whatever that means to you. if you want to talk about her, write about her, reminisce over better times, look at her photos. it won’t feel good obviously, in fact it feels like fucking hell to me personally, even worse than numbing it. but i think it’s the only way. that lyric reminds you of her because so much of her is still around, and it’s a heartbreaking thing, but she is. im sure your sister was just the most wonderful person, i can’t even comprehend how young she was in this context. you both deserved so much better, im so sorry. the complexities of the bond you had with her are something i’ll never understand, obviously only you knew her in that specific way. but im sure she knows you love her so immensely, and of course that love and connection is still just as real as it ever was. i try my absolute hardest to think that my sister and i still have a relationship even though she’s not here, and special occasions such as birthdays can be a really good way to honour that. i couldn’t do it on her last birthday, i was just so out of my mind. but maybe next time. and maybe you can this time. just cry as much as you need, do whatever it takes to get from hour to hour. moment to moment even. scream, dont talk. distract yourself, or stay in bed all day. whatever you need, it’s ok. i understand that literally nothing compares to having her physically here, and there’s no way around that. it’s like a fucking nightmare, all the time. but she is such a giant part of you and everyone around you, regardless. and she absolutely always will be. i really really hope that the rest of the day doesn’t give you too much trouble, but whatever happens, it’s alright. there’s no wrong way to grieve and just surviving days like this is such a monumental achievement. again, i am so so sorry. im keeping your sister in my thoughts, and you too. i feel like she was such a light. im so sorry. sending you the biggest hug ever. please take care of yourself, especially today. if you need something to focus on, just focus on that. getting enough rest, eating enough, getting comfortable and clean. one step at a time x