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lussiane333 · 1 year
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hello friend, love the slasher posts
Ok so we all know that scene in Halloween when the nurse chick (I completely forgot her name) was kissing and biting micheals hand. Could you do that but with his s/o like how would he reacte if it was someone he ......likes?
Hello there!
That scene.. I'm jealous.
(Any version) Michael Myers x Reader NSFW!
(It's me, of course it's NSFW, what else did you expect ;P)
Kiss it better
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Michael knew that you liked his hands.
It turns out that besides the brutality, his hands could still give pleasure.
The way you ogled when he grabbed something, when he placed his hand on your thigh and circled his thumb on your skin, so light and soft. Or when he gripped your neck tightly, Michael savoring the sweet sounds you made, as your eyes watched his flexing arm. Your hand placed on top of his that held your neck, feeling his strong grip.. 
The way your eyes were practically heart shaped, when he came home all dirty and bloody, his hand gripping the knife so tightly it made his veins pop out even more.
Michael knows it all.
He also knows that he could easily crush you with them. One hand and you would be gone.. It's not only erotic to him. He feels a strange sensation in his chest when he thinks that you know about the things that he has done with his hands, and you still look at them like it's a holy picture.. He's aroused but touched too.
So now imagine, Michael coming back home with a big bruise forming on his knuckles. It was still red, maybe the victim kicked him or threw something at him, tried anything just to save themselves. 
Tried..
"Let me kiss it better.." You said, giving Michael the most prettiest gaze you could. 
Michael's eyes were on you. It didn't even hurt and he was eyeing you for trying to baby him like that, but he gave you his hand anyway.
You felt heat creep along your neck as you found yourself kissing his palm. Then you began to suck and bite just gently on Michael's fingers.
His eyes widened slightly, all focused on you and the way your mouth moved, your eyes on his as you held his wrist. 
Oh he likes it. A lot.. 
When you softly moaned and bit down harder, applying the perfect pressure with your teeth, he lost it. 
He would put you against the nearest furniture and fuck you hard, pushing his hips forward to sink his cock into you over and over again, his fingers in your mouth, muffling the sounds you made. 
'You like it so much, now take it.' He thinks, as he pushes his fingers down your throat more.
He wouldn't be able to hold back the soft moans that escaped him. Seeing you sucking on his fingers while he's deep inside of you? Yeah, that does something to him.
Michael would definitely give you hints to do it again after this..
Coming home after another bloody night and you would see a big scratch on his hand. (He actually did it himself) He would stare at you, showing you his hand and if you wouldn't get the hint, he would put his thumb on your lower lip, pulling it down gently and lean closer to you just to whisper a soft, almost inaudible: "Kiss it better." 
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a-hazbin-reader · 7 months
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THIS WAS MY BAD I FUCKED UP ANON I'M SORRY
Alastor X Reader Headcanons
✅️Romantic
❌️Platonic
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TW: Brief mention of Y/N not having control over her own life
Description: 👆⬆️
It took a lot for Alastor to be nervous about something, like A LOT
He wasn't nervous to start his radio show, he wasn't scared to sing in front of a crowd or dance with a stranger
But meeting your father has his mind in shambles, he's never been so nervous in his entire life
Every negative quality he can think of is coming to the forefront of his mind and making a home there
Not even asking you out made him feel this anxious
Okay so that was a fucking lie
He's heard all about your father from you, knows how close the two of you are-now he knows how you felt meeting his mother
Your father made you the woman you are today, and all of your best qualities were apparently cultivated by your father, according to you anyways
But he plays it cool when you ask him to meet your father, giving you a charming smile and confident response
"It's about time you asked me that, my dear~"
Hugs you from behind and buries his face in your neck so that you don't see the panic in his eyes
Pretends like he's not worried about it whenever you bring it up but as his S/O you pick up on his mannerisms
He's often distracted, getting lost in his own thoughts, doesn't hear what you're saying, messing up food he normally makes with ease
It's different for him, to him meeting your father makes the possibility of losing you feel more real
If your father doesn't approve of him then not only would you be disappointed but he could keep you from seeing Alastor
And nobody would question it, nobody would ask what YOU want, a girl's father knows what best for her
Then you two would have to elope which wouldn't be the worst thing but you deserve more-
"Alastor..? Are you sure you want to do this?"
He immediately relaxes at the sound of your voice, turning to give you a reassuring smile and kissing your forehead
"Of course, my dear~! What sort of a man would I be if I was too scared to face your father?"
Oh, he's scared of making a bad impression
He leans into your touch as you place soft hands over his cheeks, smiling at him in a way that makes him feel childish for being nervous
"Oh darling, you have nothing to worry about...I'll protect you~"
"Very funny..."
"I'm serious! He will love you, you're very hard not to love~"
Your gentle embrace on his arm keeps him grounded throughout the entire walk to see your father
Maybe he nuzzles your head to give you affection, or maybe he does it because your scent relaxes him
Alastor is hilariously stiff when you two enter the restaurant, tensing up as you approach your father
He's handsome for a man his age but the way he carries himself with kindness and pride reminds Alastor of you
The old man's eyes light up and happiness envelopes his features as he takes notice of you, standing to meet you
The love between you and your father is painfully obvious, this here is a man who would die to protect his daughter
Something he and Alastor have in common
Then suddenly, a switch flips in him once you go to hug your father, no longer is he your nervous boyfriend
"Papa, this is the man I've been telling you about, this is Al-"
"Alastor! Pleasure to meet you, sir! Quite a pleasure! Might I just say you've raised an exceptional young woman!"
This is Alastor, the charming radio host who is utterly mesmerizing and able to talk his way out of any situation
The Alastor that originally caught your attention and kept it long enough for you to fall for him
He spends the entire lunch charming your father, laying out all his best qualities in the hopes that he's making a good impression
And he definitely is, or at least he seems to be
"Oh Y/N, you didn't tell me that he would be such a gentleman! Wherever did you find him?"
Oh Papa you don't want to know
"Oh you know...we just bumped into each other-"
"She immediately had my heart in her pocket from the first moment we met! I was wrapped around her little finger and didn't even know it until it was too late!"
Now you're blushing, Alastor's words, along with him pulling you into a loving hug, making you feel flustered
He may have been busy trying to impress your father, but he didn't forget who he was doing it for, making sure to pay attention to you
He couldn't ignore you even if he tried, kissing your cheek whenever you boasted about him or squeezing your hand when your father embarrassed you
Which he did, your father couldn't help but brag about his darling daughter and every good deed she ever did
All of Alastor's earliest worries are gone, now understanding that your father isn't the type of man to rule over his daughter
Rather the kind to build her up and encourage her to be her own person, loving her for her strengths instead of smothering them
Which makes Alastor respect the man even more than he already did
At one point you leave the table to use the restroom, leaving the two men alone with each other
The mood shifts a little bit, your father suddenly serious and doubtful as he looks Alastor over
"Just what are your intentions with my daughter? She's not the kind of woman who you can just toy with until the next one comes along. My Y/N is too good for a playboy."
Oh, so now it's a serious talk, that's fine, Alastor came here for a serious reason anyways
"I'm no boy, and I don't plan on playing with your daughter's heart, I meant what I said earlier. In fact, I wanted to meet you so that I could ask your permission to not only continue seeing her but to marry her."
Apparently, he said the right thing because your father's eyes widened in surprise for a moment before the warmth flooded back into them
The old man relaxed into his seat and simply nodded at Alastor as you came back, the two men coming to an understanding
The atmosphere at the table becomes much more casual after that, your father and Alastor talking and joking like old friends
It warms your heart to see your boys getting along so well, leaning on Alastor happily
He smiles and rubs noses with you for a moment before going back to the conversation, something that leaves you flustered
And apparently, it makes your father blush too, finding the two of you to be a cute couple
The love you both have for each other radiates more than any sort of PDA would
Your father thinks that Alastor wouldn't be the worst son in law to have, he's charming, hardworking, obviously loves you
Why he's nearly perfect but there's something about him that makes your father think he's dangerous
And maybe he is but as long as Alastor keeps his daughter safe and happy then what does he care?
It's your life after all
Later, when you all get up to leave, your father ignores Alastor's offer of a handshake in favor of hugging him
"If you marry her, then you best not ever leave her, not even in death."
"Not only will I never leave her, I'll do everything in my power to make her happy~"
"Good man, welcome to the family.."
You give your father a loving hug, and he whispers his approval to you, making you tear up and kiss his cheek
Alastor is a little concerned when he sees your glassy eyes but you kiss him happily before he can even ask what's wrong
Presses his forehead to yours once you two finally stop kissing, both of you panting softly
Your smile is so breathtaking, he almost doesn't even hear what you're saying because he's so mesmerized
"I told you that he would love you~"
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GAHHHH SORRY THIS TOOK ALL DAY I HOPE YOU LIKE IT
I HAD IT THEN DELETED IT AND HAD TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN
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fhrlclln · 1 year
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NSFW request please! Could we get Miguel cockwarming his Spider!fem!S/O while they’re both still in their spider costumes? He couldn’t help it with how great she looked fighting some bad guys!
miguel o’hara x spider!fem! reader
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ANON THIS IS SO SEXY. THE SPIDERSUIT IS ALWAYS AN A+ PLUS FOR ANYBODY WEARING IT, LIKE LOOK AT MIGUEL’S ASS LMAO. but anyways, cockwarming, hehe, i love you anon. <3 i added a lil sexual frustration into the mix ; ) cuz i felt like that would be so miguel lolz.
nsfw under the cut
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for as long as he had known you, miguel never had once experience this more intense feeling that he ever felt following the years you two had been together. you were spider-woman, as of many others but you were his spider-woman what mattered. and jesus, he thinks, as he stares at you with this embarrassing bloom inside of his mask whilst you’re swinging and kicking some couple of brutes causing havoc around nueva york. eyes strained solely on you as he merely grips his opponent’s neck tighter, not noticing how he was choking the poor man. the only question in his mind arousing as he tries to shake it off.
why did you have to wear that suit today?
he gulps, watching how you flex your each move as your ass kind of jiggled when you jumped. the tight-skin spider suit you were wearing made it worse as he feels the blood rush down to his trousers— or tights per-say. it was the suit he made specifically for you, similar to his color palette but overall suited your previous style perfectly. and he can’t help it, you just… just looked so fucking good kicking ass when your tits and ass are hugged tightly by your spidey-suit. he lets out a shaky sigh, still gripping the man’s neck not until someone interrupts his oogling.
“ahem! miguel? we got a couple of more coming in! maybe ogle later?” lyla flashes immediately in front of his face, he doesn’t notice the smirk right away from his assistant’s face as he focuses back on the mission, still glancing at you with sudden frustrating feeling clawing at the back of his neck and his crotch. he dodges an incoming bullet as it slightly grazes his shoulder making him wince, annoyed he got lost on focus.
“i know!” miguel grits his teeth as lyla disappears. he gazes hard on you as you suddenly felt your spidey-senses tingle as you glance at miguel, who merely glares again making you wave innocently at him in greeting as you bashed some thug’s head to the ground.
what was with him? you think, a little confused. huh.
•••
there was something definitely going on with him.
“you feel now what you’re doing to me, huh? speak, my love.” he whispers harshly against your ear, both of his arms wrapped around your waist as your body arches when he sinks you deeper on his cock. you gasp out, your mask thrown somewhere, discarded as the bottom piece of your suit was pushed down to your ankles while your top stayed on you uncomfortably. he was a menace when the two of you got back, immediately dragging you with his attitude to meet him in his lab for a ‘briefing’ for the next mission across the multiverse he says… but nope.
this. this certainly wasn’t you were expecting for a briefing. being tortured and cockwarmed for how many minutes you can’t remember since he fucked an orgasm into you roughly a while ago. his spent cum still nestling in you, painting your tight walls and his still hard cock inside you as well. he looked absolutely wrecked and pent-up when he murmured something about you in his suit that he made when he roughly groped your ass when he got his hands on you alone. you weren’t complaining! just that you wished he’d moved right now feeling the tip of his cock hit your cervix making you squirm again uncontrollably.
“miguel, please, it’s—“ you pleaded, moaning as he cups your breasts, massaging them with his big hands as you leaned your head on his big shoulder, whining loudly “‘is not fair.”
“not fair, hermosa? what wasn’t fair was you looking too good in this fucking suit.” he says with a chuckle, kissing your neck, nipping it lightly, fangs grazing your skin as you felt yourself shiver at the feeling of danger on your neck. you moved your hips a little, desperate for the movement of his cock thrusting into you but miguel was relentless. his way of punishing you when you literally think you didn’t do anything wrong! not his fault he couldn’t keep his dick calm around you.
“mhm, nu-uh, mamí. be a good girl for me and warm my cock up.” he slaps your thighs in warning sending shockwaves to your core along with your favorite nickname he has for you. gripping the meat of your thighs harshly as he chuckles when you swear at him with your cock-drunken mind. the feel of his cum in you, making you feel sticky and satiated at the same time was driving you nuts when his huge prick is filling you up to the brim, you can’t help it anymore, you need him.
“miguel, fuck you.” you whine again as he kisses your cheek. you can’t help but grin as you wiggle your hips again as you clench around him to tease him a bit to see what he’ll do. miguel smirks, grabbing your jaw, squishing your cheeks as he sets a final warning for you and your brattiness with a promise of a good fuck later. just that he wants to savor this moment a lil longer when he finally rips your suit to pieces that he can always make one for you after this.
“stay still or you’ll regret it.”
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listen, i wouldn’t mind my cause of 💀 be miguel’s cock— 😽🤭 ALSO MIGUEL CALLING US MAMÍ HAD ME ON MY KNEES RN *pats my shoulder* <3
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kaely1916 · 2 months
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NEVER AGAIN 🫂
Context: Edwin had to spend a few days with the night nurse to handle some paperwork needed to get his permit to officially work in the lost and found department. Charles was far from happy about it.
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"So, let me get this straight. You're going with the night nurse to do some paperwork?"
"That's what I told you, yes."
"And you plan to go alone?"
"I was planning on it, yes."
"Without Charles?"
"I do think I understand the meaning of the word 'alone.' Do you, Crystal?"
"Very funny, but you know what I mean. Charles will freak out if you leave him here alone."
"He'll be fine."
"He certainly won't. You weren't here when the Cat King kidnapped you for hours, remember?"
"I understand that we're quite protective of each other."
"Codependent is the word you're looking for."
"Well, in that case, this will be a good exercise, won't it?"
"If you say so. Just mark my words, Charles isn't going to be happy about you going away alone."
"Edwin is going away alone to where?!"
"Told you so!"
"I just need to take care of some documents with the night nurse in her department."
"Okay? Then I'll go with you."
"I'm afraid that won't be possible. She specifically requested only me, without any distractions."
"Come on, mate. You can't just leave me here alone. For how long?"
"Umm, it's a lot of paperwork, so let's say... like three—"
"Hours?!"
"Days, Charles."
"WHAAAT?!"
"Charles, do not overreact."
"dO nOt OvErReAcT? Mate, I haven't spent a day without you in 30 years, and I'm not starting now!"
"I'm afraid we have no other choice... Besides, maybe this will do us some good."
"W-what are you..."
"Being apart will give us time to think and breathe after... everything that's happened. Something I really need. Please?"
"...O-okay... if you say so."
"Everything will be fine. You won't even notice I'm gone."
"Y-yeah, sure thing, mate..."
Day 1
Charles definitely noticed Edwin's absence. During the day, things were manageable with Crystal and Jenny keeping him company, but at night, when the girls were asleep, Charles missed his partner by his side—reading to him, talking...
Man, he really missed Edwin.
Day 2
Charles was climbing the walls. Everything felt wrong. He should be with Edwin. What if something happened to him again, like the Cat King incident again, or another witch again, or hell coming back for him again again????
*Jenny watched as Charles paced around the room like a maniac.*
"What the hell is wrong with him?"
"He has attachment issues"
"I DO NOT have attachment issues!"
"Just ignore him. The separation anxiety makes him moody."
Day 3
Just one more day, just one more day and Edwin would be back. Yesterday, Crystal had almost locked him in the office to stop him from trying to find Edwin, making him promise he'd behave. He just needed to wait a little longer, just a little longer.
Day 4
Charles was a little disappointed that Edwin wasn't back at midnight. The three days were over, right? But no, instead he had to deal with a client that morning until Crystal's voice startled him.
"Oh, he's already here. Oi, Charles, Edwin—"
But Charles wasn't there anymore. He had just passed through the floor and the next thing Crystal saw was him sprinting towards Edwin, who was calmly walking to the agency.
But then, he noticed Charles and ran to meet him halfway. They embraced tightly, gripping each other with a strength that Crystal thought might hurt if they could feel it.
"What a pair of idiots"
Meanwhile, Charles buried his face in Edwin's neck, fighting back tears, while Edwin sighed in relief.
"N-never again."
"Hmm... Never again."
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kesujo · 3 months
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Other Plans - Part 3 of 3
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Link to part 2 here.
Something warm was on my lips. It was moving against my mouth, as if it were trying to get a response from me. It felt good, so I did respond, moving in synch with it.
"Mmm," I heard a hum of satisfaction. I felt something wet move against my lips, so I granted it entrance. Just then, I realized what was happening.
"Mm!" I mumbled in surprise as Taeyeon's tongue invaded my mouth. I tried to move my hands, but they were still handcuffed to the bedpost above my head.
Her tongue immediately pinned mine down, and was now using the opportunity to explore my mouth. After struggling with the handcuffs for a bit, I realized that I wasn't about to escape them and instead focused on trying to force her tongue out of my mouth.
It was at this time that Taeyeon started to use her hips and grinded against mine. I squirmed, trying to hold back a moan building up in my throat.
I felt her hands grasp my head, preventing my head from moving from side to side. Only then did I realize I could have done that. I groaned in disappointment.
I started another tongue battle with her, but quickly lost, especially with the aided distraction of her grinding against me; recognizing defeat, I stopped resistance and let her do whatever she wanted.
Fortunately, she pulled away not long after, leaving a trail of saliva connecting our lips, which thinned out and disappeared. I took a desperately needed, long, deep breath before speaking. "Tae--" but I was cut off as she attacked my lips again. "MmmM," I whined in disappointment, feeling her tongue invading my mouth again. I began to try and fend her off, but she quickly pinned my tongue and continued forward, also starting to grind against me again. I started to squirm, doing my best to make it harder for her to continue so maybe she would eventually give up.
Right as I began doing so, I felt a pair of hands trap my body against the bed, pinning them in place. Jessi, my brain immediately deduced. I let out a groan of disappointment that quickly turned into a moan as she began to rub her breasts against my chest as well. I tried to move something, any part of my body, but found I was unable to. Am I being raped? Since when did girls rape guys?
I felt my little friend poke Taeyeon's leg. I mentally facepalmed myself in embarrassment; Taeyeon just smiled against my lips and peeled her lips off mine, sliding down my body a little. I shivered at the feeling of her soft skin gliding against mine.
Unlike in the scene we just shot, there was no foreplay; right when she got close, she closed the remaining distance quickly. "Un," I moaned, the slick walls pulsating around my member. Since Taeyeon's legs had already trapped mine, I had no chance of escape, which I definitely would have taken, by the way.
"Ohhh," I heard Taeyeon moan in satisfaction, sliding up and down my member, causing the slick walls to rub against my member. The sensation created an overwhelming sense of pleasure.
"Mmm," I moaned softly. I closed my eyes, resting my head back onto the pillow, unable to contain myself anymore. I felt a soft pair of lips land on mine, massaging my own. I tried to escape her, but her hands once again held my head in place, so I had no choice but to accept it, eventually letting her tongue to slip into my mouth again.
I felt Jessi releasing her grip on my body. Right as I noticed this, Taeyeon started to move her hips in a circular motion while still sliding up and down my shaft. The friction created in this action caused Taeyeon to moan in my mouth, pushing her tongue deeper into me.
"Wow, that's so hot," I heard Jessi comment on the side. Before I could tell her to shut up, Taeyeon suddenly increased her pace, causing me to groan in surprise.
She detached her mouth from mine and hovered her head about a foot above me. "T-Taeyeon, st-stop..." I tried to tell her, stuttering from the buildup moans forced down my throat. I opened my eyes and looked at her: her mouth was half open, tongue almost out of her mouth; her eyes were halfway closed, her whole chest heaving with each deep, but quick, breath she took.
She ignored me and continued riding me. "Uhhh, you're so big..." she moaned lustfully, getting up to sit on me. She started to use her hands to play with her own breasts, palming the silky skin, pinching and flicking her nipples. "Oh god, Alex..." her eyes were closed, head thrown back in ecstasy.
"W-Why...?" I panted, finally able to ask the question that was bugging me the whole time.
"So big..." she moaned, almost in response. "Oohhh my god, sooo good..."
"You guys are getting me really horny," I heard Jessi say, on my side. "That's not fair," she continued, whining.
"Y-You'll have your ch-chance in our sh-shooting..--oh god yes, yes o-oh," she told her, voice drawing out to an elongated moan. I felt the now familiar pressure build up in my lower region.
Taeyeon seemed to also be near, as she added another sudden burst in speed and force. "Hn!" I moaned in surprise, her walls tightening around my member. However, this did not slow her down as she continued to ram down with so much force that I could hear the bed shake slightly.
"Ung...ung..." she panted, hands placed on my hips for more leverage as she bounced up and down, breasts bouncing with her.
I felt the pressure accumulate in my shaft. "Taeyeon, I--un!" I groaned, the pressure, unable to be contained, released as I shot my load into her, shivering as I emptied myself out.
"Al--I'm close I'm close oh god--UNG!" she screamed, giving one final thrust downwards before collapsing on my body, shivering as her warm juices covered my shaft and ran down her leg. She rested her head in my neck again before intertwining our legs.
"I...pull out...?" I panted.
"No," she responded, tightening her grip on my legs, pushing my member deeper into her. "Ung," she moaned in response.
"H-Hey..." I panted, trying to shake her off. "We can't ... just sleep like this..." I tried to reason with her, still out of breath, while trying to get used to the feeling of Taeyeon's pulsating walls around my shaft.
"Why not?" she answered, having recovered more quickly than me. She pressed her mouth against my neck, snuggling in with me.
I opened my mouth to answer, but realized that I didn't have a response. My mind drew blanks as I searched for a reasonable response, but couldn't find one, so I shut my mouth.
Content with my silence, she smiled against my neck. "Now sleep," she told me.
"Do I honestly just have to masturbate then?" I heard Jessi whine. My eyes widened in shock, followed by my jaw dropping when I heard her sigh, and the sound of a soft slick and a moan. I shut my eyes tight and tried to ignore the sounds Jessi was giving off, but the simple act of hearing her moan started to turn me on, once again exciting my little friend. I felt Taeyeon smile against my neck, but I ignored it with a flushed face. Jessi cannot be doing this right now, I thought in disbelief.
"Oh, Jinnie..." she moaned, causing my ears to perk up. "Jinnieeee, oooohhhh..." she moaned my name once again. Wait, I wasn't doing anything though. "Yeah, right there Jinnie ung..." then, it clicked. She was masturbating to me.
I flushed even more and buried my head in Taeyeon's hair. "Yes yes oh god yes," she moaned again, her breath becoming ragged and more frequent. "Fuck, you're so good Jinnie."
And here I thought I knew everything there was to know about Jessi. Sometimes, she was a bit of a pervert, but most of the time, she was cute, adorable, and innocent. Well, at least around me; it was probably the same with most people, but I know quite a few people who are scared of her, for some reason. Anyways, today totally blew away all my images of innocent Jessi; not only have I seen her horny, had sex with her, and recorded a porno with her, I just heard her masturbate right next to me.
"Un! Oh god! I'm--AHH!" she screamed. Her spasm shook the bed covers a little. I breathed a sigh of relief, releasing the pressure I was putting on my eyes to shut them tight. However, my relief was short lived as I suddenly felt Jessi kiss my sensitive spot.
"H--" she cut me off by shoving her hand, covered with her own fluid, into my mouth. I let out a surprised sound as my tongue, having nowhere else to go, touched the sticky fluid.
"Can you lick it off for me?" she asked in her cute voice. Was she honestly using aegyo to ask me to lick cum off her hand? I tried to ignore how out of place everything was and licked it off her hands, having no other alternative anyways.
After a few more times, she finally stopped and cuddled up next to me, or as much as she could with Taeyeon on top of me. I eventually fell back asleep, even with the feeling of my shaft inside Taeyeon.
I woke up briefly to something being poured into my mouth. "Wh-what is that?" I asked groggily.
"Oh, you woke up," I heard Jessi say. She was feeding me something. I felt the spoon enter my mouth again, a liquid being poured into my mouth. I obediently swallowed.
Wait...it couldn't be... "Jessi, this isn't that kind of--" she cut me off by feeding me the liquid again. I obediently swallowed again, for some reason. "Wait--" but she interrupted me again.
She started giggling. I immediately remembered our 'date' at the sushi restaurant. "Hey--!" but she fed me another spoonful. I sighed and closed my mouth.
"Ok, done!" she told me happily. "And to answer your question, yes it is." I had expected myself to react with disgust, but no such emotion came up. "We can go back to sleep now," she told me, cuddling up with me again. "We have about another hour."
I nodded and closed my eyes again, noting that Taeyeon still had my legs stubbornly locked with her's. I drifted back to sleep.
Soon afterwards, I felt Taeyeon stirring. I opened my eyes to see that Taeyeon finally decided to take herself off of me. "Hey Al--oh you're awake," she said, smiling as she turned to wake up Jessi. "Sica, time to wake up~" she lightly shook her shoulders.
Jessi's eyes gradually opened. "Ok..." she said, bringing her arms out to stretch, yawning simultaneously. After rubbing her eyes a few times, she jumped off the bed. I immediately averted my eyes, realizing that we were all still naked.
I felt my handcuffs finally loosen. When Taeyeon unlocked them, I sat up and brought my hands level with my eyes, rubbing them. Jessi saw this and sat on the bed again, facing me. "Aw, does it need a kiss?"
I smiled. "Yes please," I told her. She smiled back and took my wrists, kissing them tenderly.
"There, all better," she said happily, releasing my wrists. Surprisingly, right after that, it did feel better.
"Clothes are right here by the way," Taeyeon told us. I looked over to her; she was pointing to two chairs, on them, neatly folded clothes.
We got dressed and headed to the same room. It had completely transformed, though.
Instead of looking like the cheesy high school classroom it used to, it looked like your average bedroom. Right as you walked in, you saw a working desk, with a swiveling chair in front, equipped with three cabinets on the right and three small shelves above those cabinets, a PC to the left of those shelves. The shelves were filled with books, pencils, notebooks, any school supplies you would need.
On the right, instead of the blackboard behind the teacher's desk, there was a poster of a popular Korean band, Girls' Generation, posing with huge smiles in clothes from the Gee era.
To the left was a portable closet, partially covering up the view of the bed. Above the bed were three bedposts: two on the sides, and one on the middle: these bedposts decorated three shelves just above the bed. Two bedposts stood on the bottom corners of the bed, as well.
The bed itself was quite big; at least king size. The blankets were pure white, which was contradicting in my mind since white usually was associated with purity and innocence. Then, I once again realized what I was about to do: no, I still wasn't used to it. I mean, who would, if one day, your best friend drags you to someplace and tells you that you're going to be featured in the shooting of a porno?
Taeyeon walked towards the nightstand, holding two cabinets below, and indicated Jessi to do the same to the other nightstand identical to it. It was tan colored, drawers dyed brown, and obviously made of wood. "Ok Alex," Taeyeon said, turning around. "You're going to start outside, and after a while, I'm going in the closet," she motioned towards the portable closet. How did I know it was portable? Well, you couldn't just erect a room inside another one within three hours. "And outside in the hall, there's a little light. It'll flash 20 times, then five times, more quickly. When it starts to flash quickly, you want to get ready to come in; and remember, you're totally clueless."
I nodded as solemnly as I could. I displayed a pretty good poker face, but inside, I was feeling adrenaline being injected into my blood. I was getting nervous again, anxiety building up in my stomach. "And how many times you mess up may or may not dictate how many times I'll punish you for it," Taeyeon added, giving me a very suggestive wink.
I gulped. Ok, I have to get this right the first time, I told myself. If I don't, I'm screwed ... literally.
"Oh, and remember: be casual when you walk in. You don't know what's happening, so when you see Jessi, start panicking," Taeyeon told me. I nodded.
"Ok, you guys will start in about a minute. Alex, you should start heading outside the room," Tiffany's voice said over the intercom.
I nodded, as if she could see me, and walked out. I heard Jessi and Taeyeon just on the other side of the door. They didn't seem to be nervous at all. Like always. "Thirty seconds," Tiffany warned them. I pressed my ear against the door eagerly, curious if they were discussing anything. Because past the overall summary I was given at the lunch meeting, I didn't know much else. However, they didn't seem to be talking at all about the upcoming scene; they were just giving words of encouragement to each other. Which I found sorta strange, but that's just me.
"Ten seconds."
I leaned in more, only to hear the doorknob turn. Just as I realized what was happening, I felt the door slam against my head. "Let's not be too impatient, Alex," I heard Taeyeon say smugly, closing the door.
"Five seconds."
"Ow..." I held my stinging ear.
"Three...two...one...go."
I heard them walking away from the door. I immediately pressed other ear against the door, knowing that Taeyeon wouldn't risk messing the shot up just to hit me. "Aish, Lilly-ah, my situation with Jinnie isn't improving," I heard Jessi whine. Taeyeon's name was Lilly, and I was still Jinnie. Got it.
"Really, Rachel? And none of our previous plans worked?" Jessi's name was Rachel now, I told myself. I mustn't screw this up.
"No..." she continued. "He's always busy and every night, he comes in, plops down on the bed, and falls asleep right away. When I try to initiate it, he just apologizes for being so sleepy and promises he'll make it up the next morning, but you know how I am..."
Taeyeon/Lilly sighed. "Well, he's a busy guy. Can't help it." I heard them sit on the bed. Jessi sighed. "So are we up for this afternoon?"
"Yea--wait, actually..." Jessi said, trailing off as if she had a plan. She was a good actor; I swear, if she took the job of an actress, she would be pretty famous by now. "He's coming home soon. He said something about his boss being sick," she said, voice filled with excitement.
"Oh..." I heard Taeyeon say, voice equally excited. "So that means..."
"Yeah," Jessi answered. "We can finally act out our plan." I was pressing my ear more against the door now. Plan? What plan?
I recalled to our conversation. Something about sex toys?
My eyes widened. Oh god, Jessi-- "Uh!" I heard Jessi moan loudly.
I felt my pants tighten as my face started to burn. She was honestly-- "Ung!" she moaned again.
I stepped away from the door, and from the corner of my eye, I saw what Taeyeon was referring to: a little clear button-like thing. I walked over to it and tried to ignore all the sounds emitting from the room. It was hard, though, when Jessi's moans were almost so loud that they became screams. The pressure in my pants got so bad that I had to reach down and make sure it had enough room.
After a while, I finally noticed the button like thing begin to flash green. I paid close attention to it, determining that I would go to the door when it blinked seventeen times.
I began counting in my head, and on the seventeenth one, I walked to the door, eyes fixated on the button. If I mess, I reminded myself, Taeyeon would punish me. And I could have none of that.
After three more blinks, it began to blink faster, the light changing to red. On the fifth one, I walked in as casually as I could.
"Rachel?" I asked, trying to sound relieved as I walked in and looked to the left. When I did so, my eyes went wide. I wasn't acting, either: Jessi was stark naked, her mouth gagged with something that looked like panties, her hands handcuffed to the middle bedpost, her breasts covered with something blue, and some kind of blue pads to the immediate right and left of her stomach region, her legs also cuffed to the bedposts at the bottom of the bed, clearly showing her ... bottom area. Even though nothing was inside her, her legs glistened slightly.
"Oh god, Rachel?" I asked, running up to her. "Rachel, what happened?" I asked, looked at her with concern. She just looked at me with panicked eyes and motioned for me to take everything off. If I didn't know she was acting, I would've thought that she really was in danger.
First I undid the cuffs on her legs, then went up on her body. However, she stopped me by trapping me with her legs. I looked at her with a confused expression, so she just used her head to point to her lower region. When I kept my confused expression, she bucked her hips onto my leg; since I had pants on, I didn't feel anything, but I knew what she meant now.
She tilted her head back and moaned, and suddenly a rush of liquid stained the pants I was wearing. I started in surprise as my leg felt a sudden rush of warmth. My suspicions were right: there was something in ... there.
I reached down and hovered my hand over the source of the warmth, hesitant at first. When she made a noise of impatience, I quickly acquiesced and slid two fingers in.
She let out a throaty moan as my fingers went further into the slick, extremely wet entrance. I had admit, I was getting extremely turned on by this, but didn't show it. Eventually, I reached what I was supposed to get out: a small oval shaped object that was vibrating. As soon as I touched it though, it stopped.
Jessi was moaning like crazy, bucking into my fingers periodically. "Rachel, can you try to hold still for a moment? I can't get it out if you're forcing my fingers back in," I told her. She complied, stopping the thrusts. I curled my fingers around the object, causing her to moan loudly. I quickly shot out an arm to hold her in place, but it was unnecessary as she managed to contain herself.
It was a painfully slow process though. I would pull it a few centimeters, but my wet fingers, added with the object's smallness, made it hard to keep a good grip on it. So after pulling it a good centimeter or two, I would lose grip of it, forcing me to push my fingers a little further in, drawing a moan, and curling my fingers to grip the small oval again, drawing another moan, before being able to pull it out.
After a minute or so, I finally managed to pull it out. Right as I pulled out though, Jessi made an impatient sound and bucked down, but my fingers had already thrown away the sopping wet, pink oval. "What's wrong?" I asked her, looking back at her face. I noticed her eyes were tightly shut, her tongue slightly hanging out. I recognized this: she was close to release.
Reluctantly, I figured I shouldn't leave her hanging and plunged my fingers in again. She let out another loud moan as I began to pump at a fast pace. "HMG!" she let out a muffled scream as a rush of warm liquid coated my hands. I took off my shirt and wiped the liquid away with it before throwing that to the side.
I reached up and took the gag out, figuring it was a good idea. Frankly, I don't know why I didn't think of it earlier. Right as I did so, she moved her jaw around, probably a bit sore from having it forced open.
I went onto the blue thing coating her bra. I looked at it for a second before deducing that it wasn't harmful; however, Jessi stopped me. "The blue thing can only be removed with contact from saliva," she panted, back arched. "If you want to release my handcuffs, you'll have to put your knees on the pad," she explained. I moved to do so, but her panicked expression told me otherwise. "Andifyoudothebluethingwillactivate," she rapidly fired her words at me.
"..Oh, sorry," I apologized with a small smile. I moved to lick it off, but then I realized what I was doing. No, I have to stay in character, I reminded myself and began to lick the blue covering.
Apparently it was pretty thin as right as I did so, Jessi began to arch her back a little. When I licked her nipple, she jerked upwards. I moved my hand to remove the thin covering while moving to the other breast, wanting to waste as little time as possible.
However, the flim-like substance resisted at the point it was connected to the nipple. I had to stop licking and concentrate on pulling it off, eliciting a loud moan from Jessi, before it popped off. The same thing happened with the other one.
"There. Now place your knees on the pads and pull the handcuffs apart," she instructed me. I did so, almost straddling her with my knees and reaching over and prying the handcuffs apart.
Right as I did so, I breathed a sigh of relief, which was extremely short lived, as she flipped us around, locking my hands into the handcuffs. "Hey--" she cut me off when she attacked my lips.
She pressed her body against my bare chest, deepening the kiss by forcing her tongue into my mouth. I made a sound of protest, but she ignored it. I couldn't help but stare at her close eyelids, eyebrows just beginning to shine with perspiration.
Meanwhile, she reached down and pulled my pants down in one swift motion, using her knees and her legs to pull it the rest of the way. Once they were completely off, she kicked them off the bed, using her legs to wrap my legs in her's. She moaned in my mouth before starting to hump me.
"Mph!" I made another sound of protest as I squirmed. She broke away for air, which prompted me to catch my breath. I began to say something, but she gave me no such chance as she attacked my lips again, this time using her hands to hold my head in place. Soon after, I felt my member become stiff.
I felt her grin. I immediately widened my legs, trying to overpower her, but for some reason, I couldn't move them. Or rather, when I did, my ankles met cold metal. Then, I remembered the leg cuffs. How...? Taeyeon...?
I wasn't left much more room to ponder as Jessi broke away from me again. Eyes shining with excitement, she got up on her knees and hovered over my erect shaft. She grabbed it, eliciting a moan from me, and pushed it straight up before sitting on it.
I groaned as I felt my member wrapped around a wall of slick muscle. "Unng," Jessi moaned, bouncing on it. The sensation of her walls moving against mine caused me to lay my head back, completely overwhelming me.
She continued to moan as she repeated a process: slide up my member, followed by a quick motion downwards. "Hng ... -Rachel..." I moaned, straining against my cuffs. Right after I said that, she lowered herself, arms at my sides, breasts dangling right in front of my eyes. "Nng..." I moaned as she rode my cock at a quicker pace.
"Y-You ... have deprived me ... of sex ... for w-way too long..." she panted. "I--HNG!" she screamed as I lowered my head, taking a breast into my mouth. I began to suck at the skin, running my tongue over her nipple. "Oh my god that's good..." she moaned, eyelids fluttering shut. "Ye-es..."
She was pounding into me at this point. Her pussy walls were tightly wrapped around my member,  but it didn't even matter as she was using so much force that it slid easily inside of her.
It wasn't before long when I felt her clench. She was close.
She increased the pace even more, if possible. "Oh god ... I-I'm c-close..." she panted in between ragged breaths.
I felt pressure start to build up in my shaft. "R-Rachel, I-!" I was cut off as she screamed, shuddering as she released her load onto my shaft. The warm liquid quickly enveloped it, causing me to release as well. I followed suit, groaning one final time before releasing my own load into her. After she stopped thrusting, she landed on me.
Soon after, I felt a weight on the bed, which quickly disappeared, but was replaced by an added weight on Jessi. Taeyeon.
Jessi started to moan; I didn't realize what was happening until I felt three fingers rub my balls, and one finger joining my member, which was already inside Jessi. "So Rachel here has been telling me that you have been depriving her of sex recently," she said as she took the three fingers and inserted them inside Jessi, causing her to jolt. She then started to wrap them around my member, causing Jessi to moan incessantly as she began to pump my shaft that was already inside her.
"Ang! ..Ang!" Jessi half moaned half screamed with every thrust.
"See...how...tight...she has...gotten?" Taeyeon said in a scolding, but strained voice. Jessi's lips found mine again, attacking my mouth vigorously. I felt my exhaustion fade as I began to pump inside Jessi to match Taeyeon's fingers.
Jessi's loud moans continued as both Taeyeon and I increased our pace. "I-I'm...sorry..." I told her as I struggled to overcome how tight Jessi's was.
Her breasts were smooched up against my chest as she began to shake with the force I was putting inside her. Her muffled moans were still loud enough to fill the room, turning me on even more, giving me more power to put behind each thrust. And in return, each thrust caused her to moan with more need and more lust than the previous.
My mouth began to hurt at how vigorously she was attacking them, but I ignored it as best as I could and focused on thrusting inside Jessi, being stimulated by both Taeyeon's hand and by Jessi's moans.
It wasn't long before Jessi let out a deafening scream, shuddering violently as she released her cum onto Taeyeon's hand and my member. After about a minute or so, she finally stopped, but we hadn't yet.
I was still thrusting inside her as Taeyeon pumped my shaft. "G-Guys stop stop oh my god stop pull out oh god pull out PULL OUT!" she screamed as she shuddered violently again, releasing another wave of cum. Extremely turned on by her submissive screams, I felt the pressure in my member clench before being released, once again, inside Jessi.
I laid my head back on the pillow, Jessi laying her head on my chest, as Taeyeon pulled her hand out of Jessi.
However, we didn't get much of a break as Taeyeon pulled Jessi off me, replacing Jessi's body with her own. "Now, you," she said, looking at me, "need to return the favor and you," she said, looking back at Jessi, who was catching her breath on the side of the bed, "also need to return the favor." Jessi nodded, sitting up. Taeyeon flipped herself over so that she was facing the ceiling before positioning herself over my still erect member and plunged downwards.
She moaned as she began to thrust onto me. "W-Wait..." I said, trying to hold back a moan. "R-Rachel..." I tried to look for her, but just then, I felt an added weight on me once again.
"It's ok Jinnie," I heard Jessi say.
"But--" before I could continue, I felt Taeyeon arch her back as she moaned. Taking that as the cue to start, I began to thrust into Taeyeon.
"Unng..." she moaned, butt rubbing against my skin, this with the thought of Jessi licking Taeyeon off turning me on even more.
Her slick muscle walls rubbed against mine, pulsating as if it were calling me to go deeper. So I did. I thrusted into her as far as I could go, with so much force that the bed shook a little. "HNG!" she screamed. I pulled out and repeated the action, drawing out another moan, shaking the bed once again. I continued doing this, gradually increasing my pace, the bed shaking with a little more intensity each time.
"Fuck Jinnie you're so good oh god yes fuck," she swore violently as I felt her shake even more, her butt rubbing more against my skin, turning me on even more. I felt her walls begin to tighten, signifying that she was close. She began to match my thrusts with her own, confirming the fact.
I began to feel pressure build up in my member again, but before it built up much, Taeyeon screamed, shaking as she released her cum before calming down. Even though I wasn't satisfied, I pulled out.
They both rolled off me, Taeyeon uncuffing my legs while Jessi straddled me and unlocked the handcuffs. Right as this happened, I sprung up, missing Taeyeon, and turned us around, looking at Jessi hungrily.
Her eyes shone with excitement and anxiety, along with a little bit of fear. "So I have been depriving you of sex, huh?" I growled at her, lowering myself onto her. She whimpered in submission, turning me on further. "Well, I'm about to fill you up right now," I said right before thrusting into her, pounding her with full force.
She shut her eyes and screamed, laying her head on the pillow while gripping the bedsheets with both hands. I grinned as I observed the view below me: Jessi, completely naked, shaking with every one of my thrusts, breasts shaking invitingly. Eagerly taking the invitation, I dove down and captured her nipple with my mouth.
She arched her back, trying to get as much surface area from my mouth as I ran it all across her breast, focusing on her nipple.
I felt pressure begin to build up in my member again. Even though Jessi was tight, I could tell she wasn't close yet, so I decided to let her 'catch up': I moved my finger down and found her clit, pressing that roughly.
"AHH!" she screamed, bucking violently as the bed audibly shook, our combined force too much for the bed to handle. I fingered the nub aggressively, sucking on her nipple with my mouth. Her excessive, ear-piercing screams echoed across the room, her body spasming, as the pressure inside me built up, desperate for release. I held it in, unwilling it give in before Jessi.
"JINNIE I'M GOING TO--AHHH!" she exploded, shaking dangerously as she released a torrent of cum onto my member, so much that most escaped onto our legs and the bed. Finally satisfied, I gave her a grunt in warning before releasing my own load, also shaking with each rope of liquid that came out and into her.
"There, satisfied?" I asked, panting hard as I pulled out of her, getting on my knees and hovering over her.
"Mmm," she hummed happily. I leaned to the side, or at least tried to as I felt a firm pair of hands wrap around my stomach, pulling me backwards.
"Too bad you turned me on again," I heard Taeyeon whisper huskily into my ear. She motioned Jessi to come forward, which Jessi followed obediently. She turned me around and brought herself up to wrap her legs around my waist. "Jessi, stand behind him and give him a handjob," Taeyeon instructed. "And you, you finger me," she said, looking directly at me before leaning in, pressing her body against mine before kissing me.
I felt Jessi press her breasts into my back, the feeling of soft skin being pressed both in front and behind me causing my member to become stiff. She brought her arms around and wrapped her hands around my shaft. I felt her rub it, eliciting a moan from me as I brought my hands up and used one hand to grab Taeyeon's butt, using the other to stick three fingers inside her slit. She moaned hungrily too, along with an equally lust-filled moan from Jessi. I quickly deduced that Taeyeon was fingering Jessi.
I heard Jessi's breath hitch as she leaned down to suck on my neck, quickening her pace. Being more stimulated, I in turn quickened my pace, which caused Taeyeon to move at an equally urgent pace.
The room quickly filled with moans yet again as the cycle repeated itself. The mere idea of our threesome was helping in once again building up pressure inside me. After a minute or so of lustful moans and red marks on necks, we all laid down on the bed. "Regret skipping all our sex sessions now?" Jessi asked, tired.
"Mmm," I hummed, snuggling up closer to Jessi. I put my head into her neck and breathed air onto her ear, which caused her to giggle. Which, by the way, was the most amazing thing ever; it had this sort of bubbly affect to it, the kind that was truly contagious. Once someone hears it, a smile is bound to appear on his/her face.
"St-Stop, that t-tickles," she said, giggling. I smiled and nudged her ear with my nose affectionately. She giggled again.
I felt Taeyeon snuggle up to me. "Call me next time you lovebirds decide to go at it again, alright?"
Jessi laughed, for some reason, in response. "Yeah, sure thing Lily," she said. Taeyeon got off me and shuffled around the room before leaving the room.
I pulled the blanket out from under us and tucked us in before cuddling with her again before closing my eyes, figuring this was a good way to end. However, Jessi had different plans. She stuck out her butt into me, and quickly slid down, engulfing my member inside her again. "Unf," I groaned, closing my eyes and bending my head sideways and kissed her neck. "Rachel, I'm exhausted," I whined. "I can't..."
"It's ok," she whispered. "Me too. We can just sleep like this," she told me, pushing my member deeper into her before shifting a bit to get comfortable before relaxing her body. I followed suit.
"Cut!" I heard Tiffany's voice say. She stayed for that whole thing this time?
I pulled out of her, drawing an almost inaudible whine. "Did you just whine?" I teased her, grinning smugly.
I saw the tips of her ears turn a bit red. "Well, it feels warm and good and stuff, so yeah," she said defensively. I laughed in response. "Yah, what's so funny?" she pouted, bringing her arm around to smack me.
"Ow! Ok ok I'm sorry for laughing," I responded, still shaking a little from laughter. She noticed this, however, and turned around, but was interrupted when Taeyeon and Tiffany walked through the door.
When I saw them, especially when Tiffany turned bright red when she noticed that I saw her, I started. I just...with Jessi...and...camera... my thoughts ran rampant through my mind. Did I just honestly--since when did I lose myself? I remember everything clearly, but ...
"So Alex," Taeyeon said, standing next to the bed. Her hands were on her hips, and she was grinning ... mischievously? I immediately thought back to Taeyeon's threat. Oh god, did I miss up somewhere? "Good job on the shooting. You didn't make any obvious mistakes," she commented. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but then caught on to the full sentence. I began to panic: what had I done wrong? I didn't mess up anywhere, did I? Did I make some-- "But, you did make a mistake."
My heart sank. But not because of the consequence, but because I hated letting people down. And I had just let one of Jessi's best friends down. "O-Oh. Sorry," I said, bowing my head and lifting it back up.
Taeyeon, however, grinned. "There's nothing to be sorry about. It just gives us more of an excuse to have sex with you."
There's nothing to be sorry about? Doesn't that mean they have to re-film, or do editing or something? I sat there, trying to figure her words out when I realized, yet again, what she had fully said. My face paled as Taeyeon began taking off her shirt, pulling me out of bed.
Surprised, I almost stumbled out of bed, just realizing that I was still naked. I tried to get back under the covers, except Jessi blocked me. "You made a promise, might as well keep it," she said, voice with a hint of vengeance.
Tiffany distracted me though. Her eyes were wide with shock as she examined my body over and over, mouth semi open, cheeks deep, deep red. "Come on Tiffany, don't you want him?" I heard Taeyeon ask.
Her blush deepened, if possible. "U-Um...I-I...I..." she stammered, eyes deciding to fixate on my lower region. Uncomfortable, I sat down on the bed, fighting the push Jessi was giving me to get off the bed.
Taeyeon sighed. "I guess I have to start," she started walking towards me. I instinctively flinched, trying to push myself further back onto the bed, but Jessi blocked me. However, she stopped at Tiffany, pausing for a while before swiftly using one hand to lift her shirt, the other lowering her pants just far down enough so her legs could push Tiffany's pants the rest of the way down, followed by completely taking off her shirt and expertly undoing her bra, letting all the clothes fall basically simultaneously.
I couldn't help but check her out. Her skin was just as silky-white as Taeyeon's and Jessi's, her breasts more developed than Taeyeon's, but less than Jessi's. Her legs, though: those were to die for. They just ... seemed to be in the perfect shape. Words couldn't describe this.
I caught myself thinking these thoughts. I immediately averted my eyes, unwilling to let the liquid cloud my judgment. "Y-Yah! T-Taeyeon!" I heard Tiffany yell. I felt a wet piece of cloth hit my face. It smelled good ... and was slightly sticky.
Immediately realizing what it was, I picked it up and threw it to the side. "Let's not force Tiffany to do anything," I said worriedly, trying to scoot further back into the bed while staring at the space above the Girls' Generation poster. When I had originally averted my eyes, I had initially caught that: but considering my situation, and the stupid liquid I was forced to take, I immediately imagined stripping them, so I averted my eyes as quickly as possible to the wall above it.
After a while, I noticed there was a brief moment of silence. Before I could think much of it, Taeyeon broke the silence. "Don't worry, Tiffany wants this."
And with that, I felt Jessi pull me back as Tiffany yelped in surprise. I felt her land on me, her body pressing into mine. We both groaned at the contact.
"There. Now you two puppies have fun," Taeyeon said, walking away.
Tiffany shyly looked at me, face still beet red. I gave her a small grin, which made her face even redder. Her legs were just as I imagined: soft, smooth, and perfect.
I flipped us around and brought her legs onto the bed. Her eyes widened in surprise as she let out a small gasp. I made a shushing motion and lowered myself down, kissing her. I kept my eyes open to observe her reaction: her eyes were round, obviously reflecting shock. As I began to move my lips against her's, she gradually accepted it and let her eyelids flutter shut, responding to my kiss. I lowered the rest of my body onto her, earning a small moan from her.
I wrapped my legs around her's and started to grind her, finding that Taeyeon took the liberty of taking off her panties as well. I grinned and broke our kiss, sending light pecks down to her jaw, her neck, and collarbone, and finally, her breasts. Her breathing quickened when as I kissed the peak of her breast.
I engulfed a section of her breast with my mouth and started to lick it, nipping and flicking her nipple with my tongue periodically. She arched her back into my mouth, giving a throaty moan.
I slid my hands down her perfectly smooth skin and stopped at her legs. I used them to separate her legs slightly, then began rubbing her upper thigh. Her breathing hitched yet again.
I replaced one of my hands with my knee as I brought the free hand up to knead her breast, palming the areola, flicking, pinching, and squeezing the nipple, earning several lustful moans.
I traveled my hand upwards and stopped at right before my hand cupped her sex, feeling lots of heat radiating off of it. Curious, I used two fingers and experimentally slid them up her slid, causing her to yelp in surprise, bucking her hips down to meet my fingers. I had already pulled away, though. "You're so wet," I told her.
Her only response was a whimper. Her submissiveness was really turning me on. "Do you want me?" I looked up at her.
She nodded shyly, face extremely red. "Really? How badly?" I asked, humping her. She whimpered and gave a throaty moan. "Hm? I didn't hear anything," I prompted, pinching her nipple. She moaned more loudly this time, whimpering a bit more loudly. "I want you to beg."
"Pl-Please..."
I really wanted a louder volume. In fact, I almost told her to say it louder if her husky voice hadn't turned me on so much. "As you wish," I said, capturing her lips to muffle potential screams as I plunged my member into her.
"Ung!" she yelled. I felt a barriar of sorts break as I entered, which caused me to stop immediately.
"You're a virgin?"
"Please don't stop..."
I obeyed her wish and started to thrust inside of her; however, her pussy walls were extremely tight, and didn't allow for much movement. "You'd think that someone as sexy as you would have already had a nice boyfriend to have sex with..." I thought out loud, causing her to blush furiously. However, her eyes were still blurry with tears.
My heart strained at such a sight; even though I was already pulled out of the mysterious liquid's effects, I continued thrusting, knowing that the only way to overcome the pain was pleasure. However, this was not an easy task to accomplish: the walls pulsating around my shaft didn't even allow the whole of my member to enter her. I bent down to capture her lips, bringing one of my hands down to rub her breasts in an attempt to help relieve the pain. I determinedly pushed ahead, bringing it out a little, and thrusting back inside. She groaned into my mouth in pain.
However, with each thrust, her groans of pain were replaced with moans of pleasure, until eventually, when my whole member finally entered her completely, she was moaning purely from pleasure. I moved down to capture her breast in my mouth and began to lick the skin again, eliciting more moans from her.
"Unng, faster..." she breathed, matching my rhythm by thrusting downwards at the same time I thrusted into her. I tried to obey her command, but she was so tight that I found myself not able to go much faster. "Pl-Please..." she begged, using her husky voice once again.
Hearing her voice like that again prompted me to follow her command. I placed my knees on the side of her hips and used my free hand to grab onto her butt, which I found was just as smooth as her legs, but irresistibly more soft and squishy. I used this as leverage to pound into her harder, drawing out more ragged moans.
The feeling of her tight pussy walls against my member was amazing; it was different than Jessi and Taeyeon somehow. Either way, the sensation quickly built up the pressure in my groin.
At that time, just as I got enough momentum to keep a steady, but fast rhythm, I felt the slick walls begin to tighten. "Ung...Al-Alex, I'm cl-close..." she warned me, but I had already summoned more strength to finish us both off.
"Tiff-Tiffany, I'm going to c-cum," I warned her, giving her one final thrust before releasing ropes of hot semen into her. At that exact same moment, Tiffany arched her back and screamed as I gave the last powerful thrust, releasing her own cum onto my member.
I rode her out, making sure she stopped shaking before I pulled out.
After cleaning up, we put on our clothes and got out of the room. However, right as I got out, both Jessi and Taeyeon bombarded me, teasing me that Tiffany, the virgin outlasted me.
Tiffany didn't speak a word, standing in place and blushing furiously while I stammered and tried to explain why/make an excuse. But, as usual, I couldn't find one, so I just left it alone.
I changed back into the clothes I got here in and headed out.
"Bye Tiff!" Jessi called, waving back. "Bye Taengoo!"
While waiting for the elevator, Jessi spoke up. "That video isn't going to be released, by the way. I helped Tiffany pay for the equipment, but none of it will go public" she told me.
"What? Really?" I asked. On one hand, I was surprised; this was, as far as I could recall, the first time Jessi had lied to me. On the other hand, I was relieved. After thinking about it for a bit, I realized that it didn't make sense to have people who didn't have sex before to star in a pornographic video. "What about the staff and Taeyeon?"
"Oh, there were only 2 other people that were helping Tiffany out. Tiffany really is a director, but not usually for pornos. Taeyeon, on the other hand, is a porn star who agreed to do this after seeing a picture of you," Jessi explained.
I nodded, sighing a breath of relief. It would have been pretty disasterous for me if someone from my workplace had discovered that video.
"Bye!" they both called out to us as we departed. It was about 4:30 by the time we left.
As we were walking down the stairs, I felt the phone in my right pocket buzz. I pulled it out, seeing that I had a text.
I unlocked my phone and smiled: it was Tiffany, saying "I'm available at around 7:00 tomorrow. How's then? ;)"
"Who is that?" Jessi questioned, trying to look over my shoulder as she grasped my hand, walking back to our apartment.
I tried to pull my phone away, but she managed to grab it. "Oooh, so you made plans with Tiffany, huh?" she asked, giving me a huge, radiant smile.
I rubbed my neck. "Yeah," I responded sheepishly. I was supposed to keep it a secret for a while, but I guess that plan went out the window.
"See, I told you she'd be perfect for you," she said smugly, giving me my phone back.
"Yeah, I guess..." then, I realized what I said, but it was already too late. "I mean--!"
She laughed in response. "I had sex with you, why didn't I become your girlfriend?"
I ignored her and all her witty comments all the way back home.
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anqelically · 1 year
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I’m so sorry if I’m bothering you with a lot of tecchou’s requests but I love him😭if you want, you can write annyone else too. May I request tecchou’s having a nightmare (like s/o being a cheater or dying, whatever you want) and then he wakes up and s/o is hugging him in her sleep (I’m so sorry for my bad English, was hard for me to request this ㅠㅠ)
they have nightmares about you headcanons
featuring...! tecchou suehiro, dazai osamu, ranpo edogawa & akiko yosano
content: no manga spoilers, comfort, dreams with blood and death, a little ooc to me (especially dazai's eww)
navi | bsd masterlist | pt.2
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TECCHOU SUEHIRO
he chose to chase after the criminals, and that led you to be killed in his nightmare
tecchou felt strongly about justice, everyone that knew who he was knew that. so on missions, he was always sure to take care of criminals and save civilians
in his nightmare, things were getting rough on a mission. the two of you, the only ones working, were split up from each other. instead of making his way towards you, tecchou hunted down the leader of the crime organization on his own
you should’ve been alright as a fellow hunting dog. but in this situation, you became heavily injured. you were bleeding out for who knows how long when tecchou found you
“it’s okay,” you reassured him as you bled out, “we all make mistakes sometimes. this one… this one just happened to be a bit more troubling, haha.”
when he wakes up from this nightmare, you’re still sleeping peacefully next to him. he’s freighted, so what he does is try to wake you up. you look at him groggily once he does
i definitely think that tecchou’s facial expression would make it obvious that he was scared. his eyes are opened slightly wider and hand has a slight tremble as it holds your arm
“hey, tell me what’s wrong? did you have a nightmare?”
at your touch and voice, tecchou lets out a breath he had been holding in. the events replay in his mind before he tells you what happened
he places a hand over his heart once he realizes that telling you everything has helped him calm down. he knows you were listening to every word, and he appreciates not only that, but the fact that you were still there with him
“don’t leave me, y/n,” tecchou begged.
his slender fingers were intertwined with yours while he pulled them close to his chest. he had never been as scared of losing anyone that much until you came along. he was strong, and so were you, but loving you came with the natural fear of loss.
you promised, “i won’t. i won’t leave you, i swear.”
before you guys go back to sleep, he’ll fall into your arms and will become the little spoon. my bb just wants to be held after experiencing that nightmare :((
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OSAMU DAZAI
he lost you in his nightmare
dazai says that he loses things he doesn’t want to lose, which made this dream— nightmare all too real
it was like reliving everything that happened with oda. you were already at death’s door when he arrived and as you walked past that door, his blood-stained arms held you
i don’t see dazai waking up to this nightmare screaming, crying, or even telling you about it. a silly nightmare was all it was, right?
but if he has that same silly nightmare constantly, then i imagine that he’d lose sleep over it. the nightmare was a reminder that you were someone important for him to lose. avoiding it meant sleeping less, or not even sleeping at all
not knowing the details, you were concerned about if he was sleeping well, or sleeping at all. you fall asleep before he does, but he seems to be wide awake when you just get up in the early morning
although he tried to be energetic around you like normal, it wouldn’t be long before he’d laze around as if something was clouding his mind
if you make the decision to confront him, dazai will surely play dumb at first
“work is just so tiring these days! kunikida won’t stop piling work on me~” a lie.
you only figure out he lied once kunikida calls you. since you don’t work at the agency, you’ve only talked with him and a few of the other members a few times
“thank you for calling me, kunikida-san. i appreciate it.”
you found yourself bowing to dazai’s co-worker while you all stood by the main office door. a few of the other members sat at their desks, either watching or minding their own business.
the blond called you to bring dazai, who had been constantly sleepy as of late, home. although he ignored the work he was given, he still managed to act exhausted instead of lazy like he normally would. if he wasn’t going to get anything done during the day, he might as well be sent home to rest.
dazai rubbed the back of his neck, thinking that his partner calling you to the agency was unnecessary. not only that, but his cover had been blown. once you finish talking with kunikida, you take dazai’s hand and walk with him to your shared apartment. it was a quiet walk from there to home.
the moment he’s inside, dazai will flop onto the couch. it takes a little bit of convincing to get him to talk about the repeating nightmare
he thinks he doesn’t need it at first, but comforting him actually affects him greatly. it lets him know that he has your support as he fights his own battles. please have him close so that he can put his hands on your waist and rest his head by the crook of your neck
“you can tell me anything,” you tell him. “there’s a lot about yourself you keep a secret, and that’s okay. i get that there are things you can’t find yourself to share, but this is something you have to. talking about these things are important, dazai. i don’t want you losing sleep over it, m’kay? just talk with me.”
to love and be loved is a curse— but even so, dazai couldn’t resist
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RANPO EDOGAWA
you were set up to be killed and he didn’t realize until it was too late in his nightmare
as the greatest detective in the world, nothing seemed unbeatable to ranpo. though there have been some obstacles, there was always a way to win in the end. well, that’s what he thought
his sleeping mind toyed with him by placing you in a situation where there was no way for you to live. fyodor had set up a plan to kill you, a valuable asset to the agency, and it went right under ranpo’s nose
it obviously felt so real to ranpo. so if he wakes up and you aren’t with him in bed, he’s afraid that maybe everything wasn’t a nightmare. he scurries out of bed and to the first place you’d be
“come back to bed.”
sometimes, you’d find yourself wide awake in the middle of the night. it was a problem that settled down when you got together with ranpo, but still happened on a few occasions. whenever it did, you sat on the balcony of your shared apartment and read a book. if the weather was harsh, you’d read in your study.
you were surprised when ranpo suddenly told you to go back to bed with him. his voice was more pleading than you ever heard it to be, leading you to think something was wrong.
you shut the book in your hands, “hey… are you okay?”
i feel like ranpo would play it off as something stupid that he doesn’t even understand, but you know better. the two of you would have to be hugging in bed for him to tell you what happened. as he does, his hands grasp the back of your shirt and he buries his face into your chest
once he finishes, he already knows what you’re going to say. you wouldn’t let yourself fall into fyodor’s hands that easily, so he shouldn’t think about it
“stay in bed from now on,” ranpo suggested. “if you wake up, read your book here.”
“but what if you wake up?”
“doesn’t matter to me.” he’s shy to admit it, but, “you scared me…”
safe to say, ranpo prefers to have you by his side so he can hug you if he was to ever wake up from any nightmares (my bb <3 im so soft for him rn)
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AKIKO YOSANO
you died before she could save you in her nightmare
yosano wasn’t sure how she got there, but she had been running for what seemed to be forever. the aching in her feet seemed all too real as she sprinted towards where you were
but once she found you, it was too late. your wounds were deep and your blood was everywhere. she tried to use her ability, but it was futile to even try. the butterflies of her ability appeared, but your heart just wouldn’t beat again
“y/n, please,” the woman cried.
it was happening all over again. that soldier… a kind soul that couldn’t carry the weight of war any longer. he was gone, and yosano tried so desperately to bring him back. now, you were in his situation— gone and never able to return.
she let out a scream, both in that nightmare and in real life. it obviously woke you up, and you were quick to respond by holding her forearms
once reality sets in and she realizes it was only a nightmare, yosano is quick to take a deep breath. as a doctor, she’s had to help calm down patients many times. she knows what to do in order to ease her own mind, yet it was harder to do that she thought
her lips trembled as the breaths she let out were short and shaky. even if you hold her, her fists are clenched. it takes a moment with you rubbing her back to calm her nerves
being with her means you know her past with mori during the war. if you knew all about that, then yosano will definitely be open about the nightmare
she immediately feels a sense of relief after telling you about it, but is still shaken up. yosano will embrace you and try to fall asleep in your arms, even if the image of your dead body keeps on popping up in her mind
“a nightmare,” you reassure her, “it’s just a nightmare. i’m right here, darling.”
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kamisama1kiss · 4 months
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I got another one for you, how would the ninja react if an enemy insulted their S/O and like calling their partner weak and stuff? To make it more interesting I added a list of villains, you don’t have to do this one with the list but you can if you want to
Lloyd it could be Harumi, for Kai, aspheera, Cole- Vangelis, Jay-nadakah, Zane-Nindroids? (You can change this one) and for Nya, kalmaar
I added the list to like make it their worse enemy so they can get more angry and such, idk if you wanna do this or not but I wanna hear your thoughts on this
Hehe, I love requests, so never stop coming with them 😚🙏
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How would they react to their partner being insulted by the enemy in the middle of a battle? {Ninjago Addition}
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~ Lloyd Garmadon ~ {Harumi}
"Your so-called lover happens to be weak and... not much of help, can't we say?" Harumi says with a snarky grin, Lloyd stood grinding his teeth.
He tried to stay calm for the longest as he could, taking a deep breath as the facade cracked, and he lounged at her. Showing the little mercy he had left in him as the ninja he so proudly called himself.
Ways of simply saying it, he could never allow his anyone to talk down the once he cares about, no matter who said it.
~ Kai Smith ~ {Aspheera}
"You've both sssshowned sssuch little ssstrength, even the one without powersss won't reach anywhere in life" She laughed at Kai, finding the both of them weak. His eyes paired red with rage, raging into an aggressive battle of almost death and living.
When someone Nya any words, he gets overprotective but knows she can handle herself, but since his partner does not have this power, his overprotectiveness reaching a new limit none of them knew he had.
~ Jay Walker ~ {Nadakhan}
"They can not do anything right." He told Jay when his partner had been knocked out from Nadakhan himself. His hands became more electrifyingly warm before his attacks became unhumanly fast, as lightning some might say.
Never in his Jay's life would he let someone just simply get away with being negative, his hair even standing up at some point as if he was struck by lightning. It showed how he felt upset without saying so.
~ Cole Brookstone ~ {Vangelis}
We know all know how Cole got his like extra cool power upgrade in his season, yeah? Well, this extra salt in the wound by Vangelis's words made him only crack faster to uphold his potential. "Pathetic being of a human, absolutely astonishing how weak." was screeched by the butcher version of a King to the ninjas lover.
Having already lost someone important to whom he had no control over, feeling so absolutely lost and vulnerable. Clenched hands with a scowl resting on his features, this would definitely not slide by his side.
~ Zane Julian ~ {Nindroids}
"Haha! That was just sad to watch. Even a toddler is more capable of a simple task." The nindroids hollared to themselves. Never once had he felt truly upset for the first time when it had been with you.
Not because of you but rather what someone had told you, yet he lost his cabels and wiring over his own limit. With the collected nindroid, he is. Freezing every last one of them.
~ Nya Smith ~ {Kalamaar}
Gosh, she adored you as a lover she is. Rather, not surprised when seeing her rather aggressive movements with the sushi look alike strutting around on his tentacles as he talked as if his words meant anything. "Such awful attempts of helping go back to helping the other fishes. At least then you could maybe do something right." He spat.
She stood fiurius, uneasy breathing as she stood up against him. Similarly to Kai, she lost her senses and went to attacking him until someone held her back.
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katnisspeetaprim · 7 months
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Clipped Wings
Lucifer Morningstar/Fallen Angel!Reader.
Based on this post by @helluvapoison who asked me to tag them when it's done! This is my first time ever writing for Hazbin Hotel, so I'm so sorry if it's bad, I just couldn't stop myfelf from writing this!
Warnings: mutilaton menions, kissing, crying, established relationship, angst, fluff.
Word Count: 706 Hazbin M.list
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Getting undressed after a long day was the best feeling in the world. You and Lucifer had come down to help with Charlie’s hotel grand re-opening, and you loved Charlie you really did, but the girl could be a lot sometimes, especially when it was something as important and exciting as this.
You sat down on the bed in your underwear and stretched out your sore muscles with a sigh of relief.
You couldn’t help but smile when you felt Lucifer’s hands run across your shoulders as he knelt behind you on the bed.
‘Hey pretty lady.’
‘Hey yourself.’ You grinned back as he began to kiss along your neck, pausing to gently at the base causing you to tremble slightly.
‘Stop.’ You giggled and pulled away. ‘We aren’t having sex in your daughters hotel.’
‘But that’s what hotels are for doll! Sexual debauchery!’ You shot him a playful glare over your shoulder and he threw his hands up in defeat.
‘Fine, I guess I can wait if you insist on being so cruel to little old me.’ You chuckled and smiled softly to each other and you fell into a comfortable silence. You again faced away and allowed him to continue massaging your shoulders.
You were almost falling asleep from the relaxing sensation of Lucifer’s touch, when his fingers began to travel down your back and ghost over the scars that lay in the middle.
He didn’t miss the way you tensed up when he reached that area, but you quickly relaxed yourself, not wanting to make him worry. The area was sensitive. Even though they were healed now, it took a long time from when they were first ripped away from you.
‘You never did tell me how you lost them.’ Lucifer spoke much more softly now, all sense of the playfulness you were used to was now absent.
You stayed silent, eyes now glued to the floor as you stayed frozen in place.
‘You don’t have to say anything.... But I want you to know you can trust me.’ There was an essence of a pleading tone to his voice. Lucifer loved you and he knew that part of your life was painful to think about, but he was desperate to know what happened. If he could ease your pain in any way, then he would do anything.
Lucifer placed another kiss on your neck but not like before. This one was soft, gentle even and most definitely comforting as he patiently waited for you to respond.
‘Adam wanted me to join the exorcists.’ You croaked out after a few moments, swallowing the lump that had formed in your throat.
You couldn’t see his face, but his fingers still on your scars for a split second, before he continued to caress the raised skin.
‘I said no, obviously. But nobody but the exorcists were supposed to know so...’ You trailed off, no longer able to keep the tear at bay as you covered your mouth, trying to stop the sobs.
‘Adam did this to you?’ Lucifer all but growled out behind you. As if he didn’t have enough reasons to hate that narcissistic prick.
You let out a humourless laugh and shook your head.
‘No. The coward got Lute to do his dirty work... You can guess what happened next...’ You cast your eyes down in defeat as tears freely ran down your face.
The life you had down in Hell with Lucifer and your found family was amazing and you wouldn’t change what you had now for the world... But you would be lying if you didn’t sometimes miss everything you had and your friends in Heaven.
Lucifer wasted no time in enveloping his arms round you and pulling you back to cradle against his chest. He placed his head atop yours and just let you cry as you clung to him for dear life.
‘You don’t have to worry about him anymore.’ Lucifer soothed as his grip on you tightened. He was using all his will power to keep his own tears at bay for your sake. He had to be strong for you right now.
‘As long as I’m with you, nobody will hurt you again. That I can promise.’
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cheynovak · 7 months
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Crush
Dean Winchester x Reader (Y/N) & Sam Winchester (platonic)  
Warnings: Fluff, Implied smut, body shaming, alcohol, trauma, nothing too extreme,  
This story does not follow the SPN timeline.  
Side note: English isn’t my first language.  Words: 5166 
Y/N is a high school crush/friend of Sam, when they were 16 y/o they attended the same school for a while. She was one of the only kids who didn’t made fun of him, they became friends pretty quick. Sam always thought Y/N was a nice, friendly and cute girl, a little bigger than most of the girls in school but cute. Sam spends his entire time hanging out with her, trying to ask her to prom, only one problem, Y/N likes another, older guy, he didn’t know the older guy was Dean.  
 Now years later the brothers path crosses again with Y/N.   
Cursive are memories. 
~ Part 2 out now! ~
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Dean looked at the menu in front of him, waiting for Sam, hoping he had more news over the case they were working on. Vampires, only this time the nest seemed big, they had killed a few they found, but somehow more and more people seemed missing. It looked like every time they took one down another one popped up.  
“Dean? Dean Winchester?” The older brother heard his name and looked up, to see the waitress. “Yes... that’s me?” He answered reluctantly. “It’s me... Y/N. A high school friend of Sam.” He took a good look this time.  - “Y/N?” Sam had just entered the diner. “It’s been so long! How are you!” He asked her while immediately pulling her in a hug.  “I’m great! Too long I know. How are you?”  
Dean witnessed the conversation, still not entirely sure who she was. He started to think about all the high schools they attended to. Sure he would have remembered it when Sam had a girl friend... definitely a girl this... hot. Unless he didn’t attend school anymore. And then he remembered.  
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“Thanks Dean, for driving us!” - “No problem sweetheart.” He winked at Y/N while she got out of the car. “Sam, wait a sec I need to talk to you.” He held his brother back. “Can’t this wait after school? I’m going to ask Y/N to the dance.”  “Yeah, about the dance...” he mumbled under his breath. “Hey, Y/N wait up!” Sam rushed out of Dean’s car, he watched his little brother jog to the slightly chubby but cute girl, knowing he won’t be taking her to the dance.  
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Dean remembered, making him unconsciously interrupt their conversation, without filtering his words first. “Now I remember... Y/N the chubby friend from when you were 17!” - “What the hell Dean! ” Sam hit his shoulder, while he looked apologetic over to Y/N, who seem to be amused by Dean’s bluntness. “Yeah, well that’s what most people remember of me.”  
“I’m sorry, you look great! You’ve changed... A lot!” Dean apologised in a yet flirty way, looking her up and down. “And you haven’t changed, have you.” Y/N laughed at his attempt. “Please tell me you’re staying in town a little longer this time?” She turned to Sam. “Eh, a few days at least.” - “Great...” she kept looking at him, “Jeez, almost forgot to take your order.” They talked a little more after they had their food and in between orders.  
“Hey if you want, we can stay a little longer after the job is finished.” Dean told his brother. “Maybe you and Y/N over there can catch up some lost time.” - “I don’t know Dean, she seems to have a great life I don’t want her to be involved in ours.” - “Did you ever go out with her?” - “No, she eh, liked someone else.” - “Really who?” - “Don’t know, an older guy, didn’t attend our school.” - “ Oh really? I seem to remember she liked you.” Dean felt bad for his brother.  
“You’re lucky again, Y/N.” Her co-worker said while they were making their orders. “What do you mean?”  - “You always get the handsome or cute boys at your tables.” She nodded to Sam and Dean. “Old friend of yours?” - “I went to school with that one...” she pointed at Sam. “And that is his older brother. He, eh was the first guy I ever kissed.” - “Lucky you.” Y/N her mind drifted away to an old memory.  
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School dance was in two weeks, but Y/N still had no dress. All the dresses she tried on were either, too long, short or small. The popular girls who bullied Y/N for being overweight seemed to notice Y/N struggling in the store and decided to ad a little salt to the wound.  
Dean dropped Sam off at the library a few streets away, he had to run an errands for his dad and decided to buy some magazines at the store for himself, the store he needed was across from the store Y/N was in. He noticed her, standing in front of a mirror, she looked good, but he noticed her cheeks were red, she was almost crying. Then he heard the 3 popular girls walk out “Can’t believe little piggy thinks she will find a dress that will look good on her.” - “No way she finds a guy to take her.” Another one added.  
Dean felt bad for her since she was the only kid in Sam’s class who was nice to him, he walked in the store, the second she saw the older Winchester enter the store she fled to the fitting room. “Y/N? Are you ok?” He placed his ear next to the door, he could hear her sniff. “Yeah, yeah I'm great thanks.” - “Don’t lie to me sweetheart... Is it those girls?” - “They just make fun of me. Nothing special. I’m used to it.” - “It is if it makes you cry.” She didn’t answer. “Why don’t you show me your dress?” Y/N slowly unlocked the door, looking up with teary eyes, Dean still leaning on the fitting room. “They are right, I look ridiculous, I won’t find a dress that fits me.”  
“What are you talking about? You look amazing.” He smiled slightly. “You just say that to make me feel good.” She felt her cheeks glow, afraid to look up. “No, no, no you look stunning in this dress.”, “This one maybe, the others are horrible.” - “Then buy this one.” - “Can’t, too expensive.” Dean’s heart broke. Y/N got back in the dressing room, changed and hung the dress back.  “Hey, why don’t we go get some burgers?” Y/N was surprised. “You want to hang out with me?”  
Dean never really wanted to hang out with Sam and her, he always felt too cool she thought, he always dated the ‘hot girls’ she knew he was a player from what Sam told her, but him being nice to her made her feel good. “Hey eh, why don’t you go in and order already. I have to buy some things for my dad, I’ll be right with you.” - “Sure... You know what you want?” - “I’ll take what you‘ll have.”  
Y/N watched Dean drive off, only to see that the girls from before were at the same diner. Great, she thought. “Keep your head up Y/N, you can do this.” Little did she know Dean went back to the store to buy that dress she liked. He walked into the diner to see the girls standing around Y/N’s table. “ How much do you eat Y/N, no surprise no dress fits you.”  - “It’s for not for me, it’s for Dean.” - “Did you really think a boy would want to be seen with you?” - “Yeah, especially Sam’s hot brother.”  the 2nd girl added. Dean felt the anger boil inside him.  
“There you are sweetheart.” Dean said a little louder than needed, he walked past the three teenage bullies. “Sorry, it was busy at the store.”  He took the place beside her, pulled his arm around her, while his other hand holds her cheek. “Let me make it up to you.”  Without warning he kissed Y/N’s lips. Leaving the other girls stunned. Then he turned to them “Friends of yours?” - “Not really” she said bold, that kiss and his arm made her confident. Dean waved them goodbye, while keeping his arm around her almost for the entire time.  
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Y/N her memory faded when she noticed Dean walking up to her. “Can I get the check?” He asked. “Sure” She smiled. “You know, I never got to thank you.”  - Dean smiled confused, changing the subject “... hey, we are eh, staying in town a little longer. Why don’t you give us a call on your day off.” he wrote his number on a napkin and shoved it forward. “Well, I don’t know.” Dean still looked confused. “Are you planning on kissing me and then leaving me again, Winchester?” she flirted, leaving Dean startled.  
“Ready?” Sam asked dropping a hand on Dean’s shoulder. “Eh, yeah, I-I'm ready.” By the time Dean got to the Impala he remembered every detail. He had kissed her to shut those mean girls up, he and Y/N stayed at the diner talked, laughed, way longer than he was planning, he just felt bad for her but the longer he talked to her the more he actually cared for her, by the end Dean realised why Sam likes her so much, she was really smart, funny and mature. She made him smile like no one had done in years.  
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He dropped her off at her house, but not before he kissed her again in the impala, “I, eh heard you have no date to the school dance yet.” He asked nervous. “No, I don’t.” Y/N’s heart was racing and her head spinning, is he really asking her what she thought? “Well, I-If you would like, I have no plans that night...” He looked up at her, she responded by pulling him in for another kiss.  
He opened her door for her, pinned her against the car and asked her not to tell Sam yet. “I want to tell him myself.”  
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“Dean?” - ” Hm?” - “Why so quiet?” Sam asked in the car. “What? Oh nothing, nothing.”  
The next day Sam and Dean split up again, Dean wanted to surprise Y/N after work now he fully remembered. But he saw Y/N and Sam walk out of the diner, holding a milkshake, she had her arm wrapped around Sam’s arm. They were laughing, too involved in their conversation to notice Dean at the corner of the street. He could see the two of them being the perfect item since they were so similar, he for some reason even forgot about her. He decided not to drag himself down and went for a drink at the local pub.  
“You know, you never told me who the guy was who took you to the dance.” Sam casually asked Y/N while taking a seat at the bench in the park. “Wow, he never told you did he?” Sam looked confused. “Dean... He asked me.” - “Dean... my brother Dean?” - “Yeah... Please don’t tell me you’re going to mad at him? It was ages ago.” - “No, oh no not at all, it just makes sense.” Sam laughs sincere. “Why are you laughing?” - “He acted all weird yesterday morning, after seeing you and I can remember he spend all dad’s money, later he admitted it was on a dress for a girl, didn’t want to tell us who. And before leaving he snuck out.“ - “He brought that dress to our front door, with a note, telling you guys were leaving.”  
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The night of the school dance Y/N got nervous, she still had no dress but Dean told her not to worry. “Y/N!” - She heard her dad call out to her “Come down here honey.” The second she got the end of the stairs she saw her dad holding a bag, a black clothing cover. “I think this is for you.” He helped her open it. Y/N recognised the dress immediately. A little note dropped out of the bag. “I’m sorry sweetheart, our dad decided to move today. I wished I could see you in this dress, no doubt you will be the most beautiful girl. D.”  
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“Did you go?” - “Sorry?” - “Did you go?” Sam repeated the question. “No, I didn’t. I wanted but it wouldn’t be the same without my best friend.” She said bumping her shoulder to his arm. “You know, I really felt bad when you said you liked someone else.” He admitted looking shy at her. “But I’m glad it was Dean. He is a nice guy.” - “Ha, not what you said years ago.” - “Yeah, well in my defence he did get all the girls, even the once I liked back then.” He bumped her back. “I think he still likes you.” Sam casually said. “What? Oh, come on Sam. It was years ago, he didn’t even recognise me at the diner yesterday.” - “I’m serious Y/N he acts strange, his I like a girl but I'm afraid to say it, strange, call him.” - “You don’t mind?” She asked afraid of his answer. “No, not at all, to be fair, Jess is still in my heart and mind.”  
Sam and Y/N walked back to the diner where she parked her car. “Oh my god... He still drives that impala?” She asked while crossing the street to see the car up close. “Dean’s baby.” - “Great memories.” She said looking inside the car. “Oh please don’t tell me... you two...” Sam looked disgusted. “What?” Then it hit her “Oh god, no Sam! Dean and I, we never did, never...”  Sam looked relieved, he looked around “He is probably in that pub over there.” He pointed out. “It’s now or never Y/N.” He smiled like a child who had a secret. “Fine, I’ll talk to him.”  
Y/N walked in, a little nervous, if Dean really hasn’t changed, he had found himself a hot girl by now. To her surprise he was sitting alone at the bar, drinking a beer while watching the game on the small tv above the bar. 
“Hi stranger.” She smiled while taking the seat next to him. “Mind me sitting here?” Y/N asked when she saw his surprised face. “Yes, I mean no, no please sit.” - “I eh, I saw your car outside thought I’d say hello... Sam and I were at the park, reminiscing about high school. Would have been great if you were there” - “I saw you two when I walked to the diner, didn’t want to interfere your date.” - “Date?! Oh no Sam and I weren’t on a date.” -” Well, I think you two should.” Dean answered looking back at his beer. “Considering your history and both being really similar personalities and all.”  
“I’m afraid a little too similar.” Dean looked up. “Don’t get me wrong, Sam still an amazing person... I like him, but I might still like his older brother a bit more.” Y/N was afraid to look directly in Dean’s eyes when she confessed that. “Even when he didn’t take you to the dance like he promised?” - “Even when he didn’t recognise me.” Dean felt his cheeks burn, “You have changed a lot.”  
“It’s ok, deep down I knew it wasn’t the same for you like it was for me.” Y/N said without feeling any grudges. “At the beginning maybe, but after that day at the diner, after that first kiss...” Dean felt bold admitting this. “Please don’t tell me that you fell for the chubby girl?” - “I did.” - “You never do.” - “Oh I did, I fell hard, I used my dad’s money to buy you that dress! He was pissed!”  
“Sam told me, you didn’t have to get into trouble for me.” - “at least you were the prettiest girl at that dance.” - “I didn’t go.” - “What!” Dean dropped his beer back at the bar. “My date and best friend were abducted by their father, I didn’t want to be alone.” She joked but was serious about the alone part.  
After a few beers Y/N and Dean found themselves still at the bar. Laughing, joking and even flirting. 
“As much as I don’t want this night to end, I have to go. I have an early shift tomorrow.” They both stepped out realizing it was late, the sun had gone down. “Let me drive you.” - “Don’t you think you had a little too much to drink?” - “Bullshit, I can drive get in.” He said while holding her door. Y/N got in and immediately recognized the same smell as all those years ago.  
While driving Dean remembered their last night together.  
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Dean had asked Y/N to go to the movies with him; to his surprise she accepted. During the movie he couldn’t keep his eyes on the screen. He kept looking over at Y/N wondering how to tell Sam he fell for his best friend, for his crush. He felt guilty but couldn’t keep sneaking around with her. “Sam asked me to the dance Yesterday.” She whispered without looking at him. "What did you say?” Dean asked, shifting in his seat, feeling a little nervous.  “That I liked someone else.” He could see her cheeks blushing. While his heart made a jump.  
“Oh really?” - “Uhu, he is handsome, a little older, a real prince charming, I didn’t tell all that to Sam, obviously.” - “Well, tell me who is this prince I need to fight?” he joked while playfull attack her, kissing and licking her neck, which made her giggle. His lips found hers, the kiss deepened “Let’s get out of here.”  
When they walked out of the theatre, holding hands, he saw his dad outside. He pulled her back hushing her with his hand on her mouth. “He has no idea I’m here.” he whispered in her ear. When he was out of side they ran to the car, and Dean drove them to an open spot next to the football pitch at their school. He pulled her closer to him, immediately kissing her again, seemingly not getting enough of Y/N.   
 
His hand moved under shirt, over her stomach, making her clench up and pulling back. 
Dean let go of her “Did I do something wrong?” - “I’m just not really comfortable in my skin.” She admitted shy. “Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart” - “it’s ok, I-I just never. No guy ever touched me like that. Probably because of my... size.” - “Don’t be ridiculous, you look amazing. I don’t get it why no guy ever took a change to be with you before.”  
But Dean held back the rest of the night, making her comfortable again. Keeping it to kissing and touching above the clothes. He didn’t want to push her away, thinking she deserved to know not all man are the same.  
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The drive home was quiet and filled with tension. Seeing Dean driving his car made Y/N feeling warm and safe again. He looked the same but at the same time different, broken. He looked at her, noticed her staring. “Like what you’re seeing sweetheart?” She blushed, looking at her hands that were folded on her lap. “Sorry.” - “Don’t be, I like it, reminds me of the good old days.” he jokes.  
“Here we are.” Dean said trying to sound neutral, but his heart beats fast. “Why don’t you come inside for a second, I have something to show you.” Y/N said very enthusiasts.  Dean followed her up to her apartment giving himself a peptalk, thinking this may be the moment. “Wait here.” Y/N’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts.  
He looked around, no pictures or signs of a man. “Great!” he mumbled. “What was that?” she asked? Dean flinched “Nothing!” He turned around to see Y/N in the dress he bought for her.  
“Wow” Was all he managed to say. “It’s a little big, I know but I kept it.” She said while looking down at herself, not noticing Dean getting closer, “The first boy I ever loved gave it to me.” She looked up, meeting Dean’s eyes. Feeling the air shifting. “I never thanked you for the dress, did I?” Dean’s eyes flicked from her lips back to her eyes. “No, not really.” his lip pulled up in a half smile.  
“Hm. In that case.” Y/N’s hands moved over his shoulder, neck, to the back of his head, feeling his hair move between her fingers. Pulling him closer. “Thank you.” she whispered against his lips before closing the space with hers. Dean still tasted the same as she remembered, his full lips felt even better than before. Dean’s hands moved up to hold her ribs, pulling her closer to him but letting go of her lips. “Remind me to buy you more dresses.” she smiled before he finds her lips again.  
After a long passioned kiss Y/N spoke again, “I’m going to put on something more, comfy, mind helping me with the zipper?” She asked while turning her back to Dean. Knowing very well what she was doing. Dean moved her hair to one side of her shoulders, kissing the one that was showing, while unzipping her dress, letting it fall on to the floor. His hands roaming over her body, Y/N’s head fell back, letting out a deep breath, while he moved over to that one spot behind her ear.  
“Still as beautiful as I remember.” He whispered in her ear while he held on to her hips. Y/N turned around finding his lips again, walking him back to find the couch. Dean sat down slowly, while Y/N took a seat on his lap, straddling him. Dean’s hands holding her hips, his finger brushing over her ass, it was the first time she paid no attention to her own body, she usually was very well aware of the stretchmarks she had from being fuller, but for some reason Dean made her forget all of that.  
Their kisses deepen, hips grinding, breaths getting heavier, hands roaming each other's body, hungry for more... Until they were interrupted by the sound of Dean’s phone. Dean searched for his phone, “It’s Sam. He can wait.” Dean said tossing the phone on the other side of the couch, only to pull her back in for more, but his phone rang again. “D-Dean, maybe you need to pick up.” Y/N said between kisses. 
Dean sighs picking up the phone, “Sammy?” - “Dean? I found the nest, where are you, I need back up.” - “I eh, I am... I’m on my way.” He said, while looking apologetic to Y/N. - “Brother in need?” she asked still sitting on his lap. “I’m sorry, I really need to go.” He kissed her, holding her face in his hands. “I promise I’ll make it up to you.” he said looking deep in her eyes, just to be sure she knew he meant it. She nodded.  
"I’ll see you tomorrow.” Y/N kissed Dean and closed the door behind him, slightly hating Sam for ruing the moment, but over the moon, feeling the same butterflies as she felt all those years ago.  Y/N got ready for bed, Dean promised to have breakfast at the diner tomorrow and to pick her up after her shift, so there was no reason not to get in her pj’s. 
But by the time she got to the bathroom she heard a knock on the door. Smiling she yelled “Forgot something, Dean?” Only to open the door seeing no-one. She stepped outside to feel a presents behind her...  
Dean pulled over at the motel he and Sam stayed, so he could pick up his brother, before taking down the vamps nest. “Really Sam, fighting a nest in the middle of the night, smooth timing!” - “I thought the fast we take them out the quicker we can move on.” the younger brother looked at his sibling putting the weapons and the machetes in the car. “Unless you have a reason to stay.” Dean gave his brother a dead stare before closing the trunk.  
“Did you talk to Y/N yet?” Sam was curious. “Well, since you ask so nicely. We were in the middle of a... conversation, when you called.” he emphasised but keeping his eyes on the road. “That escalated quick.” Sam smirked. “I really think you should give her the benefit of the doubt and think, maybe, just maybe she is your ticket out of this life.” - “And leave you alone? No way.”  
“Think about it Dean, we liked living here. This town, the people we were mad at dad for leaving, again.” - “You were always mad at dad, you left for college.” - “Y/N’s idea.” - “Really?” Dean looked over to his brother this time. “Y/N told you to go study law?” - “No, she told me that we were more than our dad wanted us to be. That we could do what we wanted. Bet she didn’t want you to be in dad’s footsteps.”  
The rest of the ride the brothers were quiet. Sam’s words lingered in Dean’s head. Maybe there was a way to be with Y/N. He could tell her everything, no there was no way he would let her in to this life.  
The Winchesters arrived at the old warehouse where the nest was. When they entered, they immediately saw Y/N tight up to a chair at the back, unconscious. “Good for you to show up, I figured since you two killed my girl, I might just take yours.” One of the vamps spoke. “It’s remarkable how the smell of humas linger on our dead. So easy to track them down. And like today we were very lucky to find us a little surprise.” - “Let her go you son of a bitch!” Dean growled.  
Y/N heard Sam’s voice in a distance. “Y/N? Y/N wake up.” She slowly opened her eyes. “S-Sam? What happened. W-where am I?” She looked around, the haze in front of her eyes disappeared, she saw Dean chopping of the head of the last vampire, making her scream. “Hey, hey sweetheart, you’re ok.” He came running towards her. Y/N was too afraid to react, trying to wrap her head around the things that happened.  Only moments before she lost consciousness again.
Dean carried Y/N to the car, the vampire drank so much blood she felt too weak even to stand on her legs.  
The drive home was filled with awkward silence, Sam kept looking back at her trying to see how she was doing, but Y/N kept looking outside the window, trying to hold back the tears. Dean parked outside the motel they were staying, while Sam tried to help her out of the car. “What are we doing here? I thought you would bring me home?” Dean could hear the fear in her voice.  
“Home isn’t safe now sweetheart.” - “And this motel is?” - “It’s just for the night, tomorrow we check out your place and if it’s safe we can take you home.” Sam answered in his sweet voice. 
Sam supported her while they walked inside, her eyes roaming the place. “If there is anything we can...” - “I would like to take a bath.” She interrupted Dean, still not giving him a look. Y/N grabbed Sam’s arm again, “Can you give me a hand?” Sam looked over at his brother, hesitated before he answered “Eh, yeah sure.”  
Sam filled the tub before helping her with her clothes, in any other situation Y/N would have felt embarrassed but after tonight she didn’t care anymore. Sam held her arm when she stepped in the bath. She could feel the warm water touching her skin, stinging at the small bite marks that covered her body. “Are you going to be ok?” Sam asked before leaving her alone for a minute. “I’m fine Sam, thank you.” Sam left de door slightly open, Dean still stood in the middle of the room, he looked at her while his brother walked toward him, seeing her back all bruised.  
Y/N heard the brothers talk, “Why won’t she talk to me Sammy?” She could hear the pain in Dean’s voice. ” One, she just got ambushed by vampires. And two she saw you chop off someone’s head.” Sam took a deep breath. “She is probably traumatised, look at all the bite marks and bruises on her, they drained her, to the point of fainting. Give her some time.” He whispered knowing Dean meant well. “I’m going to get some painkillers and bandages for her.” He padded his brother’s shoulder. “Be right back.” 
Dean leaned against the bathroom door. “Y/N?... May I come in?” He waited for an answer, but she didn’t respond. Dean slowly walked in kneeling next to her. He slowly lifted his hand to caress her hair. At first, she flinched but the second she truly felt his soft touch, she couldn’t hold back her tears. Dean shifted on to the side of the tub, her head fell against his thigh. He held her hand and stroke her hair with the other, while he whispered to her over and over reassuring words “Shh, you’re going to be ok, I’m here.”  
By the time Sam got back he heard Dean and Y/N talk in the bathroom. As he walked over to take a peek, he saw Y/N in one of Dean’s old shirts while he towel dried her hair, or at least he was trying to. She was asking him questions about what happened, and he answered them honestly. Dean walked Y/N out of the bathroom towards his bed. “You need some sleep, take my bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.” he said while tucking her in. “Are you sure?” her voice was still very shaky. He kissed her head in response.  
Later that night Y/N woke up from a bad dream or was it a memory. She looked around the room to find something to recognise, seeing Dean sleeping on the couch he looked so peaceful yet in a very uncomfortable position. “Dean? Dean?” She whispered, by the third time he woke up. “Dean?” He woke up startled rushing over to her. What’s wrong?”  
Y/N opened the blankets, gesturing him to lay down next to her, doubtfully he crawled into bed next to her. For a second, they were looking into each other’s eyes. If the circumstanced where different he would have kissed her now. But instead, she pulled herself closer to him, her face was snugged against his shirt, she could hear his steady heartbeat. Dean’s chin touching her hair, he tugged an arm around her pulling her close. She let go of a sigh “I had a bad dream.” She confessed. “I’m here, try to get some sleep.” he kissed her head.  
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fanfiction4sooya · 1 year
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Loyal dog (Sub A! Seulgi x Dom O!Reader)
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This was a request, but I think I lost it somewhere 😭 I hope y'all like it babies!! 💖💖💖💖
tw: abo dynamics, unprotected sex, edging, crying, reader is a little rude, jerking off, nipple play, cum swallowing, etc.
Last board meeting went hectic. You were the head of the meeting, conducting every single detail and discussion, very focused on finding the solutions the other shareholders needed. One of them was pushing for a sale you were reluctant to accept because you really didn't find any benefit on it. A stupid alpha that couldn't think ahead like you could.
"It's not up to you to deny anything" The alpha said, her eyes were cold and her demeanor was definitely disgusted; Many alphas didn't like omegas in position of power. You felt in the depths of your soul she really wanted to say Omegas had no say in anything.
"Well, Ms..." You looked down looking for a paper with her name. "Park, isn't it?"Lifting your head, you could see her eyebrows slightly lift in this contained anger. "Ms Park Sooyoung, I do in fact have a say in this since I'm the head of the board and my success rates are high. Higher than any of yours, I might say"
She tried to make you back down by staring at you, her pheromones strong as she tried to make you submit. That was so disrespectful and rude to do on a work setting that you felt your anger bubble inside you. When you were about to say something, a more sharp voice cut your phrase through, the sound reverberating around the meeting room.
"If you have any decorum, I advise you to stop this little attempt of strength play with your weak pheromones and leave this meeting" You looked straight at her, Kang Seulgi. Pretty, collected and overall avoiding of you. Your eyes quickly scanned her and you lightly scoffed.
Another brainless Alpha trying to assert dominance.
"I don't need a knight in a shiny armor, Ms Kang. I can handle insubordination myself" You said before the other Alpha could respond. She lowered her eyes, looking at her hands as she clenched her jaw. "But since you said it, it is against the company's policy to try making anyone to submit on the clock, specially in democratic meetings" You took a deep breath a little affected by Sooyoung, but your poker face was impeccable. "This meeting is over, for now" You said seeing red, dismissing all the others and going straight to your own office.
Anger seething, your blood boiling for so many reasons. You stood by your window trying to collect yourself, wanting nothing more than to jump onto Park's neck, end that little arrogant look. You fucking hated those types of alphas.
And Kang Seulgi? Oh she was so much worse with that condescending tone and those eyes, those fucking lowered eyes...
Next thing you knew you had already asked your secretary to call her to your office. You needed to see something by yourself.
"Did you ask to see me, boss?" She entered your office, closing the door behind her; perfect posture, secure of herself and her surroundings.
"Indeed" You said. Your glasses perched up on the tip of your nose, staring at her. You called your secretary, your voice ice cold as you spoke. "Ms Kim would you mind telling me if we hired any bodyguards for me, please?" You simply asked, still staring at her. You saw her avoid your eyes again, slightly looking down.
"There are no bodyguards on the record, boss. Why? Do you need one?" Yeri asked, a bit concerned.
"No, not at all" You said. "I was just checking, thank you" That anger was still there, mixed with a little bit of curiosity.
Narrowing your eyes, you tilted your head to the right.
"You do not get to speak for me" Poison dripping, you fixed your glasses on your face.
"It wasn't my intention, I was-" She looked anywhere but you, her posture tense now. "I didn't like the way she spoke with you and that stare... You don't deserved it" She cleared her throat. "It was unprofessional"
Now that she looked at you, you could see how she wasn't being condescending. It was something else and that was definitely something... good.
"Oh, I see..." You got up, going around your desk, crossing your arms under your breasts and leaning on it. "Maybe you don't want to be my bodyguard..." You said, eyeing her down. Her grey suit was perfect on her figure, but you could see the bulge forming inside her pants. "A loyal dog, maybe?"
You saw in first hand as a sharp exhale left her lips, her hands clenching by her sides.
"Oh, you would like to be my loyal dog" She finally returned your stare, her eyes pleading in an embarrassed, conflicted way. You got up to lock the door.
"I-" She gave a step towards you and you quickly shut her off.
"Stay" Was all you said and, much for your surprise and pleasure, she did stay; a tent on her pants as she looked down. "What an obedient dog..." Your tone changed to an alluring one. Standing in front of her, you smelled how aroused she was. "What a rare finding..." You traced her tie with one of your fingers and she whimpered. "Look at me" You commanded and she promptly did so, her eyes following how you licked your lower lip.
"I will do anything you want, boss" She finally said it, eyes locked into yours. You scoffed.
"Everyone does that already" Your cleavage fully on display made her dick pulse hard and she gulped. "What makes you different from everyone else, Ms Kang?" You got closer, heat emanating from her body to yours.
It felt so fucking good to be in full dominance mode with an Alpha like Kang Seulgi. It made you feel millions of times hotter. You always pushed away your omega nature, specially against some traditions the dynamics between Alphas, Betas and Omegas required.
"I can do whatever you ask me" She pleaded, her low voice was basically a whisper. "I am very good at obeying" You took a deep breath. Wet was an understatement, you were completely soaked and your lacy panties ruined.
You pondered, really thinking about it. Office sex wasn't something abnormal. If anything, office sex was the most normal thing in this situation.
"Sit down, hands on your sides" You told her, glancing at your leather couch and she did so. You unbuttoned your white button up just enough to pull your breasts out of your bra. Seulgi visibly shivered and you stood in front of her. "If you cum unauthorized I'll stop" You said, unbuckling her belt and pulling her dick out. "If you try to scent me I'll stop and kick your ass out of here" You have a good look to her cock.
It was was absolutely hung and veiny, throbbing on your hand as you pulled your pencil skirt up on your thighs and your panties to the side, sinking in next. Yes it was big and stretched you just fine, but you didn't express any type of reaction. She moaned, her eyes attentive on yours.
"If you manage to obey me until the end I'll be your dom" You told her, rolling your hips against her cock and she grabbed at the couch, whimpering. "If you want to stop you can just ask. Understood?" You said through gritted teeth.
"yes, b-boss" She stammered, her eyes rolling back a little.
You started riding her like there was no tomorrow, your cunt sinking deliciously on her cock and coating it with your slick. You tried to, but couldn't resist her pretty lips when she made all those sinful moans, kissing her roughly with your hand tangled on her beautiful wavy hair. You pulled it back, exposing her neck to lick and bite as you set an impossibly harder pace, your hips slamming against hers.
You moaned against each other's lips and she stopped kissing you to grab one of your boobs between her lips and you yelped, her tongue felt deliciously hot against your nipple. You stopped bouncing on her lap and started humping, your clit grazing against the fabric of her pants and a little bit of exposed skin. You were about to cum, clenching and unclenching on her big cock completely stretched.
"You want to cum inside me so much, I can feel it" You decided to play dirty as she sucked on your nipples very sloppily, coating your breasts with her saliva. "Aren't you an alpha after all?" You gather every ounce o strength you had not to moan while saying all that, but the woman was a rock. Holding herself in the most painful, delicious way.
In a last attempt to make her cum before you, you grabbed her neck while kissing her, squeezing it just right to a perfect chockehold. She shivered, her body shaking so hard it felt good under you.
You were still mounting here and absolutely losing the battle, cumming so hard on her cock you saw nothing but blank spots, body slumping forward on hers as she kept taking deep breaths with her eyes closed. You tried to catch your breath, swallowing hard when you managed to look at her face.
Absolutely beautiful and that little dumb look was pathetic but oh, so fucking hot. You kissed her roughly again, holding her neck.
"You did good, congratulations Ms. Kang" You said and she bit her lip, smiling. "I could've let you cum inside me..." You got off of her lap and she hissed, you felt your legs weak. "But I didn't told you to suck my breasts" You scoffed, sitting by her side.
"I am so sorry boss, I-" You shushed her, pulling her head to your lap, commanding her to lie down on the couch and she did, her dick standing proudly erect and furiously red from all the action and no cum.
"To show you I am no monster, I'll make you cum" You said, pulling her mouth to your nipple, your hand going to her cock. "Suck as hard as you can, but tell me when you get closer"
"Yes, boss" Her beautiful brown eyes glimmered and you bit your lip. "Thank you so much" She said, putting her mouth to work as you spat on your hand then started to pump her cock up and down, swirling your hand against the tip, your thumb rubbing at her slit.
She moaned against your breast, releasing a lot of precum as her body shook. It took less than a minute of you jerking her off, that's how needy she was.
"I'm close" She said, tensing and you completely stopped letting go of her cock. She whined, her mouth still sucking hard on your nipple and you whimpered.
She didn't protest, didn't even stop sucking. She held herself again, like a good girl. You caressed her hair, starting all over again that beautiful torture, jerking her even harder, her hips shaking as you stopped once again, feeling her hot tears on your lap. Fuck, she was so beautiful.
"Shh, it's okay" You cooed as she sobbed still sucking your breasts, her eyes locked into yours. Her nose was red and her eyes puffy. A masterpiece. "It's okay Ms Kang, this it the last time..." You said.
Going back to jerking her off, you could feel on the way she tossed against the couch how painful that was but she didn't complain once. You felt your pride grow, coaxing her into her climax. It hit her hard as your palm rubbed specially against the tip.
She came hard, ropes and ropes of her thick cum filling your hand and you kept swirling her tip. She was still crying, your breasts purple with how forceful her sucking was, but you didn't mind in the slightest.
You kept saying sweet nothings onto her ear, helping her to recollect herself and to come out of subspace, her sobs felt electrifying against your skin but you knew she couldn't take anything anymore.
You took your hand to her mouth and she licked it clean, sucking on every bit of her cum she could take from your hand as you caressed her hair, being careful not to scent her.
"Good girl... you were perfect Ms Kang" You whispered and she nodded, still sucking on your fingers. "Now you are my good loyal dog" You said, excitement taking over you when you realized how this finding was uncommon...
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h3art--str1ngs · 4 months
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"Do you wanna hang out later?" Itadori asked, his head tilting like a like a dog. Megumi was staring at him. He was lost in Itadori's amber eyes.
He was thinking about kissing Itadori right there on the spot. He looked like a puppy, with the way he was animatedly talking about something. It was endearing.
It took itadori waving his hand in front of Megumi's face to get him to snap out of it.
"Helloo?" Itadori dragged out the O. "Earth to Megs?"
"H-huh? What did you say? I was lost in thought." Megumi blushed slightly, hopefully not enough for Itadori to catch.
Itadori was dense in a way, but not when it came to Megumi. It's like he was fine-tuned to notice every change with Megumi. Even if the change was tiny. He definitely noticed the blush and the way he was staring at him. He smiled brightly.
"I asked if you wanted to hang out tonight? You get to pick the place this time." Itadori said, chuckling slightly.
Megumi pouted a bit. He looked downwards towards the sidewalk, trying to hide his blush this time.
"Sure, Yuuji, how about my house?" Megumi looked back up at Itadori. He had a small smile on his face.
Megumi blushed more and turned his head to the side in embarrassment. Itadori snorted. He locked pinkies with Megumi, and they started to walk to Megumi's house.
"Well, this is my home. Do you want to go to my room? Or hang out here. We can play video games here because I don't have a console in my room." Itadori hummed in thought.
"Oh! How about we play some video games in here and then move to your room. Would that be good?" Itadori smiled.
"Sure, Yuuji." Megumi smiled softly at him.
"Hey! you got me with a shell! Unfair!" Itadori yelled. They were playing Mario Kart 8 deluxe, and Itadori was losing. "I don't have a Switch at home! Go easy on me!" Itadori complained.
"Nah, you just suck! Boom! I win again!" Megumi taunted. He stuck his tongue out like a child. He felt his inner child slip out aroundItadori. He may have had his reserves at first, but Itadori was easy to warm up to. Megumi was laughing hard. For the first time in forever, it felt like.
Itadori stopped yelling to admire Megumi. He looked so pretty like this. Laughing, having fun. It felt so nice seeing a sweet expression on his face. Itadori couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed the sides of Megumi's face and pulled him in.
The kiss was short, but long enough for Megumi to be in shock. Megumi looked at Itadori, his eyes wide.
"Shit! I'm sorry. I didn't know if you wanted it or if I took your body language wrong. Shit. I'm so sorry-" Itadori rambled on. Megumi reeled himself in. He shook his head and did the same thing Itadori did. This kiss was longer, and sweeter than the first.
It took Itadori a second, but he kissed Megumi back. The kiss was like fireworks igniting. It took forever for one of them to finally take the step but it was worth it.
They pulled apart to take a breath. Their faces were red. Itadori attempted another kiss but was stopped.
"If we want to continue, we have to go to my room. I'm not willing to get caught by everyone because they would freak out." Itadori nodded in understanding before being lead to the room and the locking the door behind them.
"Megs~, we're home!" Gojo looked around to not see Megumi anywhere. He saw Itadori's shoes by the door and realized something. "Awww, Suguru~, they got together the same way we did!" He looked behind him to see Geto not far behind with the girls. Geto and Gojo took Mimiko, Nanako, and Tsumiki out for a girls' night. So they were just getting home.
"Wait, really? Aww, Megumi finally has a boyfriend."
"Wait, really!? Finally!" Tsumiki and Nanako shouted. They all decided to pester him in the morning.
Hi! This is my first fic on here and my first Itafushi fic! I hope you guys enjoy 🫶🏻
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Free Bird - Part 5
It's been a while, sorry guys. Been kinda tired lately and haven't really had that much inspiration to write but here's part 5! Lemme know if you want on the taglist! this is probably the second to last part though;/
Warnings: fingering, p in v sex, riding, missionary, fluffy falling-in-love shit
Part 4
Taglist: @concretmatilda @xxdel-inkxx @lilhobgobbler
After the mini golf was over you went over to Noah's car and drove over to a cliff to watch the stars. Noah surprised you by bringing a mattress in the back of his car and some string lights, making it cozy for you. You laid in the back and looked at the stars, talking for hours, laughing and cuddling.
"Thank you for making me feel so special." You said as you snuggled closer to Noah, the cold of the night creeping up on you. He held you, kissing you on top of your head.
"You are special to me, of course I wanna treat you accordingly." He said simply and you smiled. You really had won the lottery with him. Tears were stinging your eyes, making them glossy. Noah smiled at you and his eyes softened.
"Are you crying again?" He asked and you softly hit his chest.
"Shut up." You said and he laughed. He pulled you closer, letting you hide in his chest.
"I'm sorry babe." He said softly and you sighed happily. You looked out into the sky, appreciating the absence of clouds, the stars in clear view. Neither you or Noah spoke for a while, enjoying the silence for a bit, and you got a little lost in your thoughts.
You reminisced on the time you met Noah.
"Thanks so much, have a great day!" You said in a fake cheerful voice. The customer you just served had not been nice enough to warrant that tone, but you were pretty sure you'd get fired if you did any different. You played with your lip ring as you looked out in the store, making sure everything was in order. You saw a few shirt were unfolded so you went to fold them again.
As you finished folding you felt a presence behind you.
"Excuse me do you have this in a size large?" the person asked and you turned around, looking first at the guy, then at the shirt.
"I'm sorry sir someone just got the last one." You said, looking back at him. He had a surface piercing on his cheek and his hair was the stuff of emo dreams. You smiled at him. He was kinda cute.
"Oh okay. Do you have any other A Day To Remember stuff that you haven't stocked yet?" He asked shyly and you pretended to think about it. You knew you didn't, you had just restocked everything and you didn't remember any ADTR stuff. But he was cute, and you didn't wanna disappoint him, so you told him you would check. He followed you awkwardly until you got to the back room and you went into the break room, silently screaming. You were used to emos coming into your store, hell, it was a Hot Topic of course there's emos there's every day. But none of them were as cute as this guy and you wished you could shit ADTR merch just to make him smile. You went back out with a regrettable expression on your face.
"I'm sorry sir, everything is restocked and the sizes there are out there are the only ones we have I'm afraid. Are there any other bands you would be interested in?" You asked. You would normally never be this helpful, but this guy had you actually doing your job. It was annoying.
"I guess Bring Me The Horizon?" He asked, and your eyes lit up. He had the best taste in music, you realised.
"Yeah we just got some new shirts in, come take a look." You said, waving your hand to signal that he should follow you. He did, very closely even.
"So I like this one, definitely gonna get one as soon as my pay check comes in. But we also have older stuff over on that wall." You pointed to the left. He nodded, his eyes scanning the shirts in from of him and you looked at him. He was really cute you realised and you wanted desperately to keep talking to him, but knew that he was probably just another customer who would leave as soon as he got what he came for.
"The one you showed is pretty cool. Are you going to their show next month?" He asked, looking back at you with a small smile. You smiled back and nodded.
"Yeah, I begged my mom for weeks to get floor tickets so I can finally see them. They're my favourite band." You said and he smiled wider.
"Me too! Do you wanna go together? I mean..It's cool if you don't, you probably have other people to go with." He said, and you shook your head.
"No actually none of my friends managed to get tickets." You said and his eyes twinkled. You both went up to the till to have him pay.
"Oh okay cool. Could I like, get your number so we can meet up before? If you want?" He asked and you smiled impossibly wider.
"Yeah! 'Course!" And you pulled out your phone and handed it to him. He put in his number and called himself, hanging up and then handing it back to you.
"Great so I guess I'll see you soon. Thanks Y/N." He said, waving back at you.
"Yeah, can't wait!" You said as he left the store. You quickly saved his number and sent him a text.
Now that I think about it I never got your name lol xD
+15716776132
Haha, it's cool, my name is Noah
"You were so emo back then." You said, looking up at Noah. He grinned down at you.
"You're one to talk, you would buy leggings just to cut them up every day" He laughed and you giggled.
"It was the style!" You defended and he rolled onto his back and started laughing. You scooted closer to him and threw your leg over his hips, hugging him from the side. He looked down at you, still giggling.
"I love laughing with you." You said and he smiled, rubbing your cheek with his thumb as he held your jaw with his tattooed hand.
"I love making you laugh." He said as he looked at your lips, then back to your eyes. You blinked up at him as he leaned down, his lips ghosting yours. You grabbed him by then neck, slowly reaching forward to catch his lips, finally kissing him like you wanted to the entire night. You felt a warmth spreading in your body, one that made you feel utterly loved like never before.
Your lips moved against each other, no sense of urgency or haste. You were just there with Noah, holding each other as the time went by, your lips never disconnecting.
You soon needed air so you broke apart and looked at Noah like he put the stars in the sky. You never wanted to be without him, you realised. Little did you know, he was thinking the same thing.
"You wanna come back to mine?" Noah asked and you nodded, wiping away some of his hair from is face. You kissed his lips once, twice, three times before sitting up and putting your shoes back on. You got into the passenger seat as Noah got in the driver's seat. He started the car and you drove back to Noah's apartment.
When you got there, you got out of your side of the car before he could come open the door for you. You didn't miss the pout on his face, so you grabbed his hand and walked with him to the door of his place. He unlocked the door and immediately you both were met with yells from the living room.
"I'm sorry I didn't know there'd be anyone here." Noah said, and you smiled.
"It's okay, we can just go watch a movie in your room." You said and he smiled back at you, nodding.
"That's a great idea. You go get comfy, just put on any shirt you'd like in the dresser, I'll go get us some snacks." He said as he kissed your hand and you blushed, hurrying down the hallway to his room. You shut the door and went to find a shirt in Noah's dresser. You chose one of his Bad Omens merch shirt and you stripped down, placing your clothes neatly in his office chair, and putting on the shirt, which fit you like a dress. You got under the covers and turned on the TV, finding Disney+.
Noah entered the room with a tray filled with various snacks and beverages.
"Delivery!" Noah said and you laughed as he set it down on his nightstand. "Let me just get into something more comfortable." He said as he took off his shirt and pants and changed into a thin loose hoodie and some shorts. He got under the covers with you, getting really close to you and you blushed a little, feeling like a teenager again. The soft touches that made goosebumps appear on your skin, the not knowing what he was gonna do next. It was all so romantic and you wished this night would never end.
During the movie you had been quiet, not knowing what to say or do. You felt Noah's hand move as it edged closer to you when it suddenly touched the side of your ass and he pulled his hand back.
"What?" You had asked and he looked at you with a definite blush on his cheeks.
"I was going for your hand, didn't expect you to not be wearing pants." He said shyly and you laughed breathily.
"Well pants under the covers don't feel comfortable." You said simply, taking his hand and placing it on your bare thigh. "You can still touch me though."
He let out a slow sigh, his hand resting stiffly on your thigh. You moved closer to him, has hand then falling into the space between your thighs and you heard his breath hitch. You smirked, suddenly not very interested in the screen in front of you.
"You don't know what you do to me." Noah said lowly and you giggled.
"Show me then." You said and he turned towards you, grabbing your face and kissing you lips. It was immediately heated, but soon turned more relaxed. You wondered if he didn't want to do anything tonight, which would be fine, but he soon ran his hand along the waistband of your underwear, holding your hip and pulling you closer. You smiled against his lips, enjoying his hands roaming your body. You hummed as you leaned more against him.
"Love your body so much. So beautiful." He said as he kissed down you neck, then back on your lips. You pushed out your chest a bit more and straddled him, grinding down onto his semi hard cock. You pulled a moan from his lips and it only got you more horny for him.
"I want you so bad Noah." You said and he growled as he gripped your ass tighter in his hands, forcing your heat down onto him.
"I wanna give you everything. So beautiful, want you forever." Noah mumbled as he kissed down your neck. You felt chills run down your spine at his words, loving how he was worshipping you. His hands moved under the waistband of your underwear and pulled them down over your ass, a single finger picking up some of your wetness and smearing it all over your clit. You moaned at the feeling and suddenly you were impossibly impatient so you pulled your underwear down and off, and slid his shorts and underwear off him too.
He let you kiss him down his neck as he found a condom, hurrying it on his dick and giving it a few pumps.
"Wanna sit on my dick sweetheart? Hmm? Want me to fill you up?" He asked and you whined as you nodded, lifting yourself up. He rubbed the head of his cock along your slit and then pushing in, the feeling of him stretching your hole made you groan loudly and none of you seemed concerned with Noah's roommates. He grabbed a hold of you neck, just holding your neck and making you look at him.
"Such a good girl, taking my dick so well. Gonna make you feel so good baby." He said as you set the tempo, not wanting to have this over with too fast. He forced you to look him in the eyes as he slowly thrust into you. You whined out your moans, looking him in the eyes begging for him to go faster.
"Please baby...Fuck me." You said and he smiled. He guided your hips with one hand, making you remove yourself almost all of the way and then guiding you down onto him agonisingly slow. You whined and he got the message, speeding up his thrusts and you hugged him close, his hands grabbing your ass to hold you up as his pounded into you.
"Baby...Look at me." He said between breaths and you obeyed, looking into the dark pools in his eyes. He rested his nose on your, your breaths mingling and making you feel like one. You didn't know it now, but this is when you fell in love. This is when you were absolutely and irreversibly in love with Noah.
"F-feels so good Noah, god." You moaned and he smirked.
"Touch yourself. Make yourself cum baby, I love it when you touch yourself." Noah said and you blushed but complied, reaching a hand in between your bodies and rubbing your clit. Your moans and breaths quickened and Noah's smile widened.
"That's it baby, cum on my cock. Love it when your tight pussy squeezes me. Can barely hold it in myself when you do that." He said breathily and you smiled, resting your forehead on his shoulder to try and focus on your orgasm.
You felt it washing over you, the pleasure overwhelming as tears struck your eyes. You were so entranced in your orgasm you didn't even notice how loud you were being, but Noah didn't seem to mind. He himself was nearing his orgasm, so he grabbed your waist and rolled you over so he was on top. You paused him by placing a hand on the bottom of his neck and he looked at you with concern in his eyes.
"Use my cunt Noah." You said in an almost pleading way, your eyes big and still glistening from the tears and intensity of your orgasm. He held your cheek with one hand, the other on your hip and then started thrusting mercilessly into you until he came hard into the condom. You could feel the pulsing of his member inside you.
He collapsed on top of you and you rolled him off you, not being able to breathe. He smiled at you, almost dazed. You returned the smile, feeling absolutely satisfied.
"Fuck baby, you are really good at that." Noah said and you laughed. He lifted your shirt, wrapping his lips around one of your nipples and sucked lightly on it before he got up.
"I'm gonna be right back, I really need to pee." He said and you laughed, watching his naked ass as he ran out to the en suite bathroom. You looked up into the ceiling, smiling to yourself. Soon Noah joined you again, and you rested on his chest, regaining your breath.
"Snacks?" You asked and he nodded so you sat up and brought the tray over to sit in the middle of you. You talked as you snacked, no topic to taboo or cringe or anything.
The movie's credits were playing on the screen, but neither you or Noah were much concerned with that. The tray of snacks was half empty and discarded to the edge of the bed, you were facing each other, yet sitting closely, talking about anything and everything and you felt so comfortable with him.
"So did I do good?" Noah asked and you smiled, as you nodded.
"Yeah, it was perfect." you said as you admired him. His hair tousled from your activities, his hoodie slightly askew and the sneak peak of skin from his thigh under the covers. He smiled at something you said and you couldn't stop looking at his lips.
You were so gone for this man, which scared you to death.
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If It Makes You Feel Better
Nanami Kento x Reader
A request by an anon! I hope you enjoy!
(Song inspiration: Thirteen by Big Star)
It was a rather large mission. A mission where both students from Tokyo and Kyoto were joined together and spread around Tokyo to track down and defeat a various amount of cursed creatures in all different levels. Each group had one or two Grade 1 sorcerers leading the lower grade students.
“Kento!” you waved excitedly at the blonde male as he walked towards you. Behind him were Yuji, Megumi, and Ino. Behind you were Mai and two other females sorcerers. Nanami gave you a small smile. A small barely visible on his face, but after being in school with him, you could always see it.
“It’s been a while,” Nanami said. “You haven’t visited recently.”
“It’s been busy,” you replied with a shrug.
“Sensei!!” Ino exclaimed happily towards you. You chuckled.
“Ino-kun!” Ino blushed. You are his favorite, next to Nanami. Ever since he met you on a joint mission with Nanami, he definitely developed a small crush on you.
“Sensei! What’s the game plan?” Mai asked. You then looked at Nanami who gave you a nod to continue. You softly smiled and pulled out a map and placed it on the table.
“…and remember, we have to make sure that we don’t split up,” you said. “We won’t know how strong these creatures are. Right Yuji-kun? Megumi-kun?” The two nodded.
“Itadori-kun. Fushiguro-kun. Share your encounter so they at least have an idea what they’re up against,” Nanami ordered. The two teens nodded, Yuji starting off with his encounter with a weaker curse, trailing off to Megumi who started to fight a second grade curse with difficulties. Yuji stepped in to help and Nanami entered to finish the job.
“It’s going to be a long day guys,” you said. “Are we ready?” The students nodded. You and Nanami lead the way to the destination. A destination that’s further from the city and more towards the woods.
“Sensei, what if we do separate?” Mai asked.
“Call any of us,” you answered. “Head your way back here. Call to leave the place. I don’t want any you guys alone.” You felt a hand on your shoulder. You looked up and blushed at Nanami.
“If we end up splitting up, I know for sure that three of them together is suffice to defeat the cursed creatures. We haven’t come across a grade 1. If anything there is only a grade 2 or a possible semi grade 1 creature with a bunch of weaker ones,” Nanami explained. You nodded.
“Okay,” you said, slightly more relieved with that statement.
“Sensei. Can I get lost with you then?” Ino asked with blushed cheeks. You lightly laughed.
“Sure we can stick together Ino-kun,” you answered with a wink. “However, you would make a great leader for your underclassman. Don’t you think?” Ino looked around and jumped back a bit when he saw Nanami’s hard stare. He nervously chuckled and looked at Yuji and Megumi before looking back at you.
“I’ll protect them with all of my might!” Nanami quietly sighed and turned to you.
“Let’s go,” he said. You nodded and the two of you lead the way.
Hours passed. The group took a break to gain back their energy. You sat under a tree, slightly farther away from the group. Once Nanami confirmed full safety in their area, he followed you and took a seat right next to you. He knew you weren’t stopping. Your eyes were closed and he can feel your cursed energy flowing. When you opened your eyes and found him next to you, you smiled. But Nanami frowned.
“I told you that you need someone with you when you do that,” Nanami scolded gently.
“You don’t change one bit, Kento-kun,” you said with a small pout. “We’re almost done.”
“Nothing is around?” You shook your head. “So we just have the second grade.”
“It might be stronger. I’m having a hard time detecting where it is. Unless, it’s just not as close as I thought it would be.” Nanami nodded. He patted his shoulder once you yawned.
“Rest.” But you shook your head. “But—“ Your hand rested on top of his. He slightly looked away to hide the blush on his cheeks.
“I’ll be okay,” you said. Nanami nodded, eyes looking ahead where the students were as they chatted away. “We should all go out to eat.”
“Come visit.” You lightly chuckled but you suddenly felt stiff. Something didn’t feel right to you and you immediately stood up and walked away. Nanami quickly followed. “Hey! Where are you going?”
“I thought I sensed something. No. I know I sensed something,” you finally said after he called you several times.
“Yeah and it had you walking in circles,” Nanami said. He held your wrist and the two of you looked around.
“Kento? Do you know where we are?” you asked.
“No.”
“Ah, so we left the kids and we are lost.”
“Yes.”
You and Nanami walked side by side. To your relief, Mai called you back that all of them were okay and were heading out of the woods. According to her, they fought another cursed creature, one that was definitely stronger than the others, and all six of them defeated it with ease.
“Alright. Please text me when you get back to Tokyo High,” you said worriedly.
“We will. I think we’re fairly lost too. Good luck, sensei.”
You sighed once the two of you hung up. But you were relieved. At least your group’s mission was complete.
The sound of Nanami chuckling caught your attention. You looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. Nanami noticed and ruffled your hair.
“You act like a mother,” he said.
“I cherish my students,” you said.
“I do, too.” You smiled. “They’re okay?”
“They completed the mission. They’re just as lost as us right now.” Nanami felt the tension leave his body.
“Let’s take a break then.” You followed him. He walked towards two large, flat stones that you could sit on. Once you sat down, Nanami took his jacket off and placed it on your shoulders. You felt warmth radiate your body.
“Always such a gentleman,” you complimented. You softly chuckled as his cheeks turned a light pink. “Kento? Once we finally get out of here, let’s spend time together.” A soft smile appeared on his face. The twinkle in his eyes were evident, as if it was something he’s been wanting for a while.
“What have you been up to you?” he asked curiously. “Last time we hung out was…”
“Six months ago,” you finished for him.
“Is everything okay?”
“For the most part.”
“Something’s troubling you.”
“Still observant as ever.”
Nanami frowned. You used to tell him everything. But he realized that recently over the past year, you were slightly distant. You were always ‘fine’ when he could see that you weren’t.
“Let’s find our way out of here. I’ll treat us to dinner,” Nanami said softly. He gently held your hand and you nodded.
“Wait, but our students—“
“Can handle themselves. Alright?” Hesitantly, you nodded. You stood and followed Nanami out of the woods.
By the time you and Nanami found your starting point, you got a call from Mai that everyone arrived back to the school safely. You finally relaxed. Nanami called Ijichi to bring them back to the city.
“They opened a new ramen shop around here,”. Nanami stated.
“I really want dumplings,” you said.
“I know a great place for that too.”
It was a small, hole-in-a-wall restaurant. Nanami sat you down at a small bar and the waiter handed you two a menu. Your mouth watered at the selection.
“Kento, can I order a lot?” you asked curiously.
“Of course. I’ll get us a round of sake, too.”
Laughter filled the small restaurant. You took another bite of your dumplings before taking a sip of your sake. Nanami did the same, except he finished his shot. You refilled his shot glass.
“I missed this,” you confessed, slightly tipsy from the alcohol.
“I missed you,” Nanami confessed. You felt yourself blush, the warmth intensified. “Remember in high school, how you always go to me when something’s troubling you?”
“You solved 99% of my problems,” you replied with a smile.
“Why not this?” You blushed again. This time, from embarrassment. Your silence made him frown slightly. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No!” you hastily replied. “I-I mean, not at all. It’s just..damn it.” You buried your face in your hands and groaned. “I-I can handle it, Kento.”
“I know. I just…I missed being needed,” he said. Your eyes snapped towards him. His cheeks flushed a slight pink. “Makes me feel like I was the only one that knew how to take care of you. Like, I’m the special one for you.”
“If it makes you feel better, I only go to you.” Nanami gave you a soft and reassuring smile.
“It makes me feel a little better,” he said. “Come on, we’ve been here for a while. Wanna go for a walk?”
“Can we go to a park?”
“Wherever you want.”
He watched you run towards the empty swings. It was nighttime now. The playground was empty with a small handful of people walking around. Nanami chuckled and followed you. He took a seat on the empty swing next to you.
“This is nice, Kento,” you said with a giggle after.
“I hope it helps you,” he said softly as he swung lightly, his feet on the ground pushing him back and forth. He watched you swing high up from the ground before you finally slowed down. Your feet was planted on the ground and you looked up at the sky. “You’re still troubled.”
“I really like you,” you confessed. “That’s what troubles me.” Nanami stayed silent. He was waiting for you to continue, but you didn’t. Nanami quietly sighed and stood up. He bent down in front of you, but your head was down, eyes staring at your lap. Nanami gently cupped your chin and lifted your head slightly so you would look at him.
“That’s all?” he asked. You only nodded, fearing for whatever is going to come next. “You like me and it troubles you?” He watched your cheeks blush ever so slightly.
“You’re my best friend,” you said. “You said multiple times that you don’t want to date while being a sorcerer. You adamantly told Satoru that too the last time I visited.”
Nanami remembered that day. He noticed how distant you became from that day. But you constantly assured him that you were fine. It didn’t help him that you worked in Kyoto. You usually visited once a month. And the six months without you worried him to no end.
“Is that why you didn’t visit me for six months?” he asked softly. You nodded again. “You had me worried sick.”
“I’m sorry,” you replied. “It hurts being with you knowing that…” You suddenly stopped. Nanami just gave you a small smile.
“Would it make you feel better if I say that I like you too? That I take back those words and that I’m willing to date you?” he asked. He watched your eyes widen and felt your body freeze from his confession. His hands moved to yours and he gently pulled you two up on your feet.
“But Kento—“ He pulled you into a tight hug and you felt your body melt in his arms.
“I’m willing to do anything and everything for you,” he said. “You’re my best friend too. And soon-to-be girlfriend.”
“G-Girlfriend?!” Nanami laughed. He pulled away from the hug and pressed his lips on your forehead.
“Yes. Girlfriend. What do you say? Wanna give us a try?” A smile appeared on your face.
“More than ever, Kento.”
“How long will you be in Tokyo?”
“Two more days.”
“Then, I’ll take you out for those two days. Two wonderful days with my girl.” His hand moved to the back of your head and your waist. Slowly, he leaned and softly kissed you. A kiss making you two melt.
“I can’t wait.”
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Thanks for the fics! Are you thinking about writing something Christmassy? If you use this ask for that, I wouldn't care...lol
kisses and happy new year
Hello sweet anon,
Happy belated Christmas to you and those that celebrate!
I started this yesterday with no intention or direction whatsoever. By some Christmas miracle it’s the first thing I’ve “finished” in 6 months. I hope you enjoy ~1k of something for you ❤️🎄
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When Max’s phone vibrated on the glass-top table the last thing he expected to see when he turned it over was a notification from Charles Leclerc.
Merry Christmas 🎅
He stared at the simple message, unsure what to make of it. They hadn’t spoken since before Max missed their padel game — his previous one line apology left unanswered.
Twisting his wrist, he checked the time and did the calculation. He frowned, it would be past midnight in Monaco, he couldn’t reply and wish him a happy Christmas now.
He picked up his phone and excused himself from the conversation. He walked inside while opening Charles’ contact and clicking call. Max didn’t know why he felt so compelled to speak to him, but it was too late now, he was closing the door to the guest bedroom when Charles answered.
“Hey,” a muted rustle followed Charles’ greeting, likely him rolling over in his covers.
“Hey,” Max sat on the end of the bed. “How was your Christmas?” Max asked.
“Nice, how was yours?”
“Yeah, nice,” Max didn’t know what else to say, maybe calling wasn’t the best idea.
“That’s good,” Charles stifled a yawn, then he asked, “How’s Brazil?”
“Hot. How’s Monaco?”
“Chilly.”
“Checks out.”
“When do you get home?” Charles changed the subject, taking Max by surprise that he’d want to bother keeping up their stilted conversation.
“Err, in a couple of days.”
“We should catch up before I head to Maranello.”
“Really, why? Have you missed me?” Max joked.
“A bit. Which is weird.”
Charles was kidding, surely, Max was the one who was left on read, “How much did you have to drink today, mate?” Max laughed, until he registered Charles’ mumbled response.
“Not enough.”
Oh. Max laid back on the bed and stared at the crack running through the plasterboard ceiling.
“I guess I just miss racing,” Charles clarified, now that is something Max can relate to. He supposed he missed Charles too, in the same way he missed Sunday morning briefings. Because setting the strategy meant driving, and driving meant racing and racing had always meant Charles. Except Charles didn’t only mean racing. Not anymore.
“I really am sorry I missed that game.”
“No you’re not,” Charles was the one to laugh that time.
“Okay, not the match so much, but I am sorry that I let you down.”
Charles was quiet for a long moment, “How’s Kelly’s family?”
Max closed his eyes. “Most of them are drunk and diving into the pool, not the best combination.”
“No, not the best.”
“How’s your family? How’s Arthur, I heard he lost his seat?”
Charles rustled on his end of the line again, “Yeah, he’ll be okay, but it’s still shit. We tried not to talk racing at dinner and that helped.”
“And your mum?” Max asked. The vision of Pascale in his mind was still the one he formed at karting tracks when they were young. When Max was shorter than her and she’d bring a pack lunch in a wicker picnic basket, an old thermos full of coffee never far from reach. One miserable afternoon in Italy she’d let Max hold it to warm his hands while they waited for the rain to clear.
“She’s good,” Charles answered, “Having us all home together makes her happy.”
“Because she can keep an eye on all of you at once for a change?”
“Yeah, definitely,” Charles sounded like he was smiling, Max wouldn’t have sounded much different when he replied.
“My mum is the same, she’ll pop her head in to my room at 6am just to watch me sleep.”
“Mum has definitely walked into whichever room I’m in to make sure I haven’t evaporated if I’m quiet for too long.”
“Typical mums,” Max rolled his eyes fondly at the same time Charles said: “I guess we’re the lucky ones.”
“Yeah, we are,” Max agreed because Charles had a way of making him more honest with himself.
“Will you go see Sophie for Christmas?”
“I’m flying up after New Year’s.”
“So you’ll be in Monaco for New Year’s Eve?”
“If everything goes to plan. Will you?”
“Yeah, I don’t leave until the 3rd. You should come over, I’m doing a small get together, nothing crazy.”
“I’ll check and let you know.”
“Good.”
“And if I can’t make it?”
“Then I guess I’ll see you when the season starts.”
Max’s heart performed a peculiar acrobatic act against his ribcage. “You won’t be home in between?”
“Not really.”
“Well I suppose I do owe you a game before you leave, if it can’t be New Year’s.”
Charles all but giggled on his end of the line, “So now you want to play?”
Max opened his mouth, the words: no, I want to see you nearly tumbled out but he caught them before he had to think too hard about what they meant. “I wanna beat you,” he said instead.
“Naturally. We’ll see,” Charles said but Max didn’t appreciate the open-endedness.
“Afraid for a little one-on-one, we both know Tom carried you last time.”
“You talk big game for someone who lost.”
“Guess there’s only one way to—” there was a single knock on the bedroom door before it creaked open, “I better let you go.”
“Oh, okay, yeah, see you soon then.”
“Yeah, book a court and I’ll be there,” Max started to pull his phone away from his ear when he was called back.
“Max?” Charles asked, voice wavering.
“Yeah?” Max’s brow pinched as he kept his eyes focused on the ceiling. Not quite ready to sit up.
“Get ready to lose again.”
Max snorted, “Yeah, yeah, keep dreaming.”
“I will,” Charles was smiling again, “Night.”
“Night,” Max ended the call. He settled his smile into something less cheesy and pushed himself up onto his elbows to find himself alone in the room.
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winwintea · 6 months
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how wayv would react if you showed up at their doorstep covered in bl**d with a g*n
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how wayv members would react if you showed up at their doorstep covered in bl**d with a g*n. PAIRING ▸ wayv x reader 
TRIGGER WARNINGS ▸ mentions of: bl//d (o) and g/ns (u), very angsty
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ i watched the winwin and ten lovely dance cover again and cried because im an emotional trainwreck... REGARDLESS. idk actually how this prompt came to me but damn
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Qian Kun
Kun’s lips are pursed together, his eyes widen at the sight of you. With your blood stained cheeks, mixed with your murky tears, you were covered head to toe in… red. He looks you up and down before demanding angrily, “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?” His voice is loud and clear, and you can’t help but choke up a few sobs in response, unable to answer him. Kun grabs the gun out of your hands, and embraces you in a tight hug. This time his voice begins to crack and it’s a lot softer, “What did you do…?”
Ten
Ten was so caught off guard by the blood, he didn’t even notice the gun in your hands. “Holy SHIT! What the hell, y/n?” Strings of curses followed, but you couldn’t do anything but just sob uncontrollably. Ten gazes into your teary eyes. It’s hard to see your face clearly, since it’s covered in blood. Although Ten had no idea what you did, you had come to him for help. He grabs your shoulders and presses his face close to yours, and gives you a comforting smile, “Come inside. I’ll get you cleaned up.” He would be your rock. He would be your shield. He would protect you. Always.
Dong Si Cheng
Winwin has mixed feelings as soon as he sees you at the door. He’s definitely shocked, but hides it well. The gun was directed towards Winwin, but your hands were shaking, trembling. You were a wreck, a blubbering mess. He places his hand upon yours, slowly lowering the gun. “Why don’t you put the gun down and tell me what happened?” His voice has a soothing and calming edge to it. He embraced you in a hug, rubbing your back, as he whispered in your ear, “It’s going to be okay.” And that’s almost enough to make you believe his words. Almost.
Xiao De Jun
Xiaojun cursed as soon as he saw you. “Woah…” He held his hands up in defense, eyeing you carefully. His eyes nervously glanced around the area, wondering if any of his neighbors might take notice. You remained silent, your shaky fingers still wrapped around the gun.  The scent of blood fills the air, which Xiaojun notices as quite fresh. Once his shock has worn over, he finally breaks the silence, “Are you going to tell me what happened or are we going to be here all day?”
Wong Kun Hang
Hendery is just at a loss for words. The first thing he says to you, trying to process everything going on in front of him is, “Oh. That looks… messy.” (no shit) Hendery stands there awkwardly, not sure of what to do. He looks into your eyes and stares back at his reflection. There’s nothing left he realizes. Whatever you did, whatever caused this mess… didn’t matter. You would never be the same. The person he once knew, was gone. Lost forever. And he could never get you back. 
Liu Yang Yang 
Yangyang hadn’t expected you to turn up at his doorstep, much less covered in blood. “I’m trying not to freak out… but is the blood yours?” You shook your head, and he stared at you, in awe for a second. He put his hands around your shoulders, and felt how much you were shaking. Not wanting to disturb the neighbors, he brought you inside, wrapped a towel around your body, and quickly filled a bucket with water so he could wash you off. “Yangyang…” You called out to him, your voice still trembling, “Do you trust me?"
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nijigasakilove · 7 months
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Only two more eps left of peak 😩. Another really good kusuriya episode.
Poor Jinshi tried to take on Lakan’s blue rose challenge, but just couldn’t find any. Lakan definitely knew Jinshi would turn to Maomao for help, so it was an indirect way to challenge her. S/O to Maomao for stepping up to the challenge.
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As you’d expect with Lakan, it was anything but straightforward. Only someone with Maomao’s ingenuity would’ve thought to dye the roses. Came at a heavy cost though. By the end of the episode we see the toll it’s taken on her. Her wound opened back up, she’s clearly sleep deprived and has lost quite a bit of weight. Opportunity to show up Lakan was just to great to pass up though. You could tell Jinshi felt bad at the end for having Maomao go thru all of this. Felt like he should’ve been the one apologising.
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Maomao got everyone in the palace wearing nail polish now. No coincidence that one of the ingredients is called cat’s paw, when “Maomao” translates to “little cat” nice play on words there.
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We did get to see a little glimpse into Lakan’s mind as well. He sees everyone as pawns in a game, explains why bro literally wiped his hands on that dude’s hat during the festival lmao. Maomao’s the only face he notices in the crowd.. I can’t wait to see how their direct meeting goes next week.
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