#don't touch me dont try to stir me by the waist dont just don't

[blearyfaced]

yeah, no

[mins-fins]

junie.

&&. it's all platonic, it's all platonic between the two of you, you swear.

pairing: na jaemin x gn!reader

genre: fluff fluff

warnings: none!

word count: 1k

notes: i hope everyone knows which album the title of this little (1000 word) drabble comes from, i love solange sm her music HITS <33 anyway i am so mortifyingly in love with na jaemin like i have no idea why a MAN is doing this to me or where this little nana obsession of mine is coming from but i have so many drafts for him like AUSGSHS NA JAEMIN 😭😭💔💔 okay um enjoy this horrible piece of writing and dont throw up trying to read it

your feeling something beyond exhaustion.

light is permeating through the room, but it's unfortunately not relaxed. you feel like your eyelids got attacked the moment you tried to open them, and you quickly close them the moment the light entering in through the curtain tries to blind you. you have to wake up, the little voice in your brain coming up every few minutes to remind you that you have to sit up any minute now.

but your feeling too tired, you got chased around by a bunch of kids yesterday and your classes lasted much longer than they had to. you press your face into your pillow and groan, knowing that sleep won't be able to take you away again now that your up.

there are bundles of covers on top of you, a blanket wrapped around your waist along with the duvet coming apart. you shift around, hearing the sound of you moving against the bed as you do. you quickly throw the blanket off you, and though this would usually be the time you stretched your limbs, you have absolutely no remaining energy.

when you shift again, your elbow makes contact with something, well, someone. the contact warrants a reluctant peek of your head, face scrunched up in your lethargy as you identify the special someone your elbow had accidentally hit. jaemin, fast asleep, face half turned into a pillow as he snores silently, fingers lightly caressing the material he lays on. a few question marks appear in your head, you don't remember jaemin being here, when you went to sleep, jaemin wasn't even home.

you're guessing he was much too tired from his shift to walk all the way to his room, and just wandered into room to crash down onto your bed. even if you were awake, you wouldn't be able to deny jaemin begging for you two to share a bed, he's done that and succeeded more times than you can count.

"jaem" you call out, lightly poking his cheek with your finger, a small flick against his face, but it doesn't even make him stir.

this sight of him is enough to make you opt out of a second try. his hair is messy, probably from his nightly tosses and turns, some strands sticking to his face, whilst other strands look like they're about to jump off his scalp. he looks peaceful, with the light from the window shining of his face, the way he's sleeping makes him look serene. you'd feel bad for waking him up in this state.

your staring, it's hard not to. he's much quieter today, the usual loud snores you'd hear from jaemin now resorted to nothing but silent breaths in and out. when his eyes suddenly open, you almost jump back, surprised by him now being awake when you thought he was sleeping the whole time. did he know you were staring? your face already burns at the thought. he only gives you a short smile, turning over and stretching his limbs with a yawn.

"good morning" you whisper.

"morning" he rasps back.

you try to ignore the way your stomach flips at his voice, clearing your throat and sighing. "move over" you request, immediately rolling over onto your back upon jaemin's obedience. even with how you told jaemin to move over, he still scoots a little closer, finger reaching over to begin grazing over your shirt.

you lightly flinch at the touch, because your shirt is thin and his index finger is cold, but you don't push him away, just let him do what he's doing. he sighs lightly, moving closer and draping his arm around your waist, he immediately closes the space between you two, and you can feel his breath on your neck.

"what are you doing?" you somehow have enough voice to ask.

"getting extra sleep" he mutters, tucking his face into your neck as he takes in another deep breath. his arm on your waist, which had previously only been lying there, moves to wrap around and trap you in a suddenly strong hold.

"jaem i have to get up".

the words don't get anything but a small grunt out of jaemin, who leaves you trapped under his vice grip. you groan, tired of your stubborn roommate, and try your best to lift yourself up, you have to get out of bed now, but jaemin just drops you back down, eliciting a small yelp out of you.

"jaemin?"

"hm?" he cracks one eye open, loosening the tight grip he has on your waist as his fingers begin caressing the skin under your shirt, his fingers are still cold, and you try your best not jump from the way they seem to make goosebumps appear on your skin.

"i have to get up" you grumble, you look at him like he's some sort of crazy person. jaemin snickers, lightly pinching your waist, making you wince at the sheer freezing temperature of his fingers. "na jaemin seriously—"

"it's saturday, just a few more minutes" he states, a small chuckle added to his words. "you don't have anywhere to be, your shift starts at two".

"i at least have to go brush my teeth" you turn to him, giving him your best begging eyes. you don't even realize the lack of space between you two, your so close to jaemin that you can feel his breath on your face, you can see every pore, mole, and tiny scar up close, you could kiss jaemin right now if you got pushed.

wait— why are you thinking about kissing your roommate? you haven't even brushed your teeth yet, your breath is probably going to smell gross and it won't taste nice, but everything with jaemin seems nice. you wonder if those pretty pink lips live up to the rumors (and the fantasies, wait what?), you'd think it'd be nice to try.

jaemin gives you a deadpanned look, but he rolls over anyway, finally freeing you from his grasp. "fine then, go brush your teeth, weirdo".

that's all jaemin says before he slips out of your bed, blowing you a kiss and leaving your room.

you watch him leave, now filled with a bunch of confusing feelings.

are you in love with your roommate? no.. you can't be.

but then again, you wouldn't be surprised if you even fell for the charms of na jaemin.

[honeeslust]

Shota Aizawa | Bound

‼️‼️🔞‼️‼️NSFW‼️‼️🔞‼️🔞

😶2k+ words 👉🏾👈🏾

"So you're trying to tell me, that I'm not supposed to lust after all of this, warm, pliant, sensual flesh. I wish you could look at yourself and see what I see. "

"I try, but it's just not something that comes naturally to me."

"It should, there's nothing more beautiful than a woman's body..."

"...Every single thing about you is made exactly the way it was meant to be. You should love everything about yourself..." Shota closes his hands around my thick waist. "There's no one else who looks like you..."

He kisses my cheek and then my lips. "...no one else sounds like you..."

He kisses my neck with his tongue making me moan.

"...no one else feels like you...." he sighs, slipping his long slender fingers over my thick ass and squeezing as he stands between my legs. His mouth comes close to mine and he smiles just before I open my mouth for him. His tongue slips inside and swirls just once before he pulls away with a loud smack from my puckered lips.

"...or tastes like you." he rubs little circles just under my arms making me squirm.

"Stop, that tickles." I giggle and try to move his hands.

"I'm just trying to show my appreciation. Don't shy away from me now doll."

Aizawa showers my face with kisses, whispering all his little delectable anecdotes. I'm melting around him like putty. All I can do is feel his warmth, and the strength of his hands as he caresses my body.

Suddenly, there's a glint of scarlet that flashes in his eyes as he takes my arms in a firm grip and kisses me. The warm and wet newness fills me with a warmth that eventually clamps itself onto my heart.

"Let's try something new tonight.

"What" I say with my eyes rolling lustily at him withdrawing his lips from mine.

Well, first, I'm thinking I want to bind your wrists. I don't want your hands interfering when I'm teasing your body. I don't want you shying away from my touch. I dont want there to be any way for you to hide from me."

"MM, yeah? What else?"

He draws in a slow breath between his teeth, "I think I'd rather just show you."

"I like the way that sounds."

Aizawa backs away slowly, his eyes still fixed on me. I smile back at him as he disappears into his closet. He comes back with a set of long flat bandages that resemble the binds that he uses for work.

"Is- that??"

"Mmm-hmm, something like that," he quips before I can finish with a knowing nod of his head.

"You trust me?" He asks raising his brow. I nod to him.

"Good girl."

He parts my legs with his knees, spreading them wide as he ascends over my body. His mouth claims the light moans escaping from my lips as our kiss deepens.

He backs away again leaving me panting after him,

"Stay just there, okay."

He holds up a blindfold and my eyes grow wide with curiosity. He slips the silky cloth over my head and as I'm plunged into darkness, every nerve ending in my body alights. I pant softly licking my lips and wondering when his much-needed touch would set me on fire.

Just as I want to speak, Aizawa's voice fills the silence. "So, these are not much unlike the binds you've seen me use before. I had them made just for you."

Aizawa brushes the side of my face with the binds. It's softer than the other sets for sure.

"It's silky," I say surprised. "I like it."

"Mm-hmm." Shota hums in agreement.

He moves and immediately, I feel the absence of his warmth as he steps away from me. My short nervous breaths grow shaky and seemingly more audible. I don't know what he has planned for me but I'm not worried, but on edge with excitement. I can hear him shuffling around and I resist the urge to peek and see what he's doing.

Something tickles the my arm and I stir a little. The binds wrap around my wrists and gently they tighten. I can feel Aizawa's warm body between my legs again as the restraints slowly pull my arms behind my back and hold them there.

First, it's his tongue that I feel. He licks my neck and grasps my breast with his hands. Then it was the electric feeling in my veins as his warm mouth closed over my nipple. He played with the sensitive bead with his tongue and my pussy throbbed heavy and hot between my legs.

"I told you every part of you was made to love."

He continues to suck and play with my tits making me squirm as the restraints pull at my arms. It was odd not being able to reach up and run my fingers through his hair the way I normally would. But the restriction made me that much hotter.

"These supple tits, so luscious and spilling from my grasp." he pressed his face between my breasts, muffling his groans while he teased my nipples by rolling them gently between his fingers.

Soon after, it was his hands I felt tracing over the stretch marks of my inner thighs. His hands closed around the thickest part of my legs and what felt like velvet straps enclosed around my calves and ankles and slid up to my thighs. My mouth went dry as I panted desperately trying to close my legs. The binds held tight, gently sinking into my skin and keeping my thighs apart from one another.

Aizawas fingers danced so close to my pussy, but would move away every time my tummy quivered as I tried to squeeze my legs shut.

"You always try to hide..." I can feel the heat from his mouth as he whispers against my skin. "...Don't..." His tongue glides along my inner thigh. "...not from me."

"I don't wanna hide from you Aizawa, I promise."

"So don't." He squeezes my thighs even tighter as his fingers probe along my sensitive slit, he does it so softly that it tickles. But I remain still, eager to behave so he can finally let me feel his tongue taste my flesh.

"Please, I don't want to hide, let me have it Aizawa, Please."

Suddenly he lifts the blindfold and after a few lazy blinks, his intense dark eyes are the first thing I see.

"Watch me." He says before dropping his head between my thighs. He looks up through his dark lashes as he starts rolling his tongue between the folds of my throbbing sex. The binds hold tight to all their places on my skin as the shock of his tongue rocks my body. He builds with long slow licks to either side of my slit before parting them with his slender fingers. I stare down at him as he swipes his tongue right over my clit.

"Ah Ah—I won't hide, not anymore."

His stubble prickles against my skin as he tastes me. He rolls his tongue back and forth pressing down with just the right amount of pressure until I'm shaking and coming on his tongue. His eyes burn into mine from between my legs as he groans, happily lapping away at the slick flow until I'm whimpering to him how sensitive it is. He brought his head back up and kissed my lips letting me taste my sweetness on his tongue.

"Turn over onto your hands and knees for me," he says, giving my restraints just enough slack for me to reposition myself. I turn around and lean over on my hands.

I jolt as I feel the familiar softness of the silky binds running softly down my back while he whispers to me, "Very nice." Even though he's being gentle, I can tell that the binds are sturdy when manipulated differently. The sweet sting of sound smack across my flesh confirms my suspicion and I gasp pleasantly in shock.

"I hope you're ready."

I sigh as I writhe with anticipation "I am."

Just then, all at once, I'm trapped. It's so sudden that my breath catches in my throat. My nerves just barely begin to settle when I feel the binds cinching tight around my neck. Not so tight that I can't breathe but I can tell that he can maneuver them well enough to easily tighten if he pleases. My wrists are again bound behind my back and I lean forward onto my chest with my ass in the air, unable to move.

The restriction of my movement sends my body into a free fall. It's his finger skimming through the drenched slit that makes me writhe against the restraints even more but they aren't letting me move much at all. All I'll be able to do is take him. A sweet fluttering tickles my core at the thought and I lay there waiting anxiously as his fingers played in the wetness.

"If you need me to stop, just tell me," he says, positioning himself behind me.

"Mm-hhmmm" I agree knowing full well it is unlikely. I want all of what he's going to give me.

With a soft pop, he's inside me. He moves back and forth and the binds on my hands pull tight, jerking my body back and allowing him to thrust deeper.

"You feel like heaven." His words resonate and his thrusting squelches aloud as my clenched walls squeeze his length inside me. My eyes roll back as he's already fucking me stupid.

Aizawa doesn't hold back. He tightens up on the binds and a I can feel the tugging tighten around my neck as he plows right into me. The reverberation of my ass clapping violently against his hips fills the room. CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP. His nuts slap against my clit, making my pussy a creamy mess. The illicit noises grow sloppier sounding the more he fucks himself into me.

"Ayye Ssshhh-. Oh fuck!"

I cry out for him as he drives himself deep inside me touching my cervix and making me scream his name with every tender blow.

"Goood fucking girl" he hisses through clenched teeth gripping my ass keeping me where he wants me so he can fill me completely.

"Ahhh Shota, it's too much I'm gonna cum.." I cry out to him not wanting it to be over. I wasn't ready but it feels too good, I'm gonna come if he doesn't stop.

"Not yet" he growls "Not fucking yet"

He swells inside me as I near the edge, he grunts like a beast as he fucks me harder and the belts tighten around my neck. I falter under the pressure, dizzied with arousal and lost in the elation. My scream comes out as a rasp when his girth clips my g spot over and over and I can't help myself, and I cum hard on his stiff dick.

As I lay there wailing in pleasure he slaps my ass hard making he clench down on him tight keeping his thick head from pulling back out.

"Fuck" he sighs as he twitches with his release.

"You were supposed to wait for me baby" he leans over me gasping for breath. O roll to my side and he lies next to me.

"Guess I've got to teach you don't I?" he says just before kissing my lips and releasing all of the tethers from my body. I sigh as he massages over the slight bruising around my wrists.

"Sorry, it was feeling too good."

"It's ok, I'm going to have fun teaching you. But you did well just now. Now more hiding. Ok?" he presses a small sweet kiss to my temple before pulling a blanket over me and holding me in his arms.

"Yes, Shota."

[felixsramen]

Promise

Warnings: angst, female x male, male x male, polyamorous relationship, throat fucking, implied consent, cum eating, jealous Wooyoung, dumbification, fucking, pet names, Seonghwa is a dom, Mingi is a dom, Wooyoung is a dom/sub I'm not sure what else let me know if I'm missing something

"Y/N I'm bored." Wooyoung says beside you whining.

"How am I supposed to help with that." You say as you look up from making dinner.

"Woo leave her alone she's going to accidentally cut off a finger with you right there." Seonghwa says side eyeing the boy as he stirs the pasta.

"But I'm bored and you and Y/N are making dinner and Mingi is asleep in his room." He whines.

"Not asleep anymore." You hear and you don't have to look up to know that it was Mingi.

You feel hands wrap around your waist and a kiss on your cheek.

You finally finish cutting up the vegetables. You turn around and face the culprit.

You end up face to face with Mingi. "Hi love. How are you feeling?" You ask touching the boys head.

"Better." He says putting his head in your shoulder.

You hear another whine and you look over at the shorter boy.

"Come on. You're done now right?" Wooyoung whines.

"No she's not done yet. Go pick a movie or a game for tonight." You hear from the other side.

"Okay." Wooyoung says happily. He goes up to Seonghwa and kisses his cheek and walks off into the living room.

You see Seonghwa blushing.

Mingi looks up and smiles at you. "He's still not used to that." Mingi says quietly for you to hear.

You laugh softly. "Yeah. You would think he'd be considering Wooyoungs been doing that for like 2 months now." You say.

"I can hear you guys I'm not deaf." Seonghwa says quietly.

"We're just teasing love. Didn't mean anything by it." You say.

"I know." Seonghwa says as he walks over to you.

Seonghwa walks over to you guys and kisses you on the lips and kisses Mingi on the head.

Mingi pouts. "Why dont I get a kiss on the lips?" Mingi says.

"You were running a fever earlier." Seonghwa says and he feels Mingis head.

"I feel better now." Mingi says and pucks his lips out for a kiss.

Seonghwa rolls his eyes and smiles at the boys ridiculousness.

"Fineeee." Seonghwa says and kisses the boy.

"So you can kiss Mingi and not get embarrassed but when Wooyoung kisses you on the cheek you turn as red as a tomato." You say laughing.

Seonghwa looks away turning red. "Wooyoung catches me off guard I'm not prepared when he kisses me."

You hear footsteps. "Speak of the devil." Mingi mumbles.

You flick Mingi on the nose. "Don't be mean." You say.

"That hurt. I was just joking." Mingi whines and Wooyoung comes in the kitchen.

"All ready." Wooyoung announces.

"Good. I'm just finishing this." Seonghwa says as he walks back to the stove.

"You can go ahead Mingi. Y/N help me put everything together?" Seonghwa asks you.

Mingi reluctantly lets go of you. "Let's go start the movie." Wooyoung says to Mingi. Before Mingi can react Wooyoung grabs Mingis hand and pulls him out the kitchen with him.

Seonghwa comes up to you and puts his hands on your hip. "You're so pretty." Seonghwa says kissing you.

"Thank you." You say smiling at the guy in front of you.

"Did you tell Mingi to go because you wanted me to yourself?" You joke.

"Maybe." Seonghwa says joking.

Seonghwa kisses you again. This time it's not a soft kiss. Something more desperate. Something filled with hunger. What you thought was a soft kiss was now turning into a makeout session.

Seonghwa pulls away. He lifts you on the counter. He starts kissing your neck. You moan. "Seonghwa." You moan.

"God your moans are like music to my ears." Seonghwa says.

"S-seonghwa what about the food?" You say softly.

"It can wait. I want the meal in front of me." He says leaving hickies on your neck. The other boys sure to notice.

Wait. The other boys.

"Seonghwa. Wooyoung and Mingi are waiting for us. We all promised that we wouldn't have sex for the first time without everyone there." You try saying but you can't help but moan through the whole thing.

Seonghwa pulls away. "You're right I'm keeping that promise. But I'm not even close to done with you." He says looking at you and he kisses you.

You look down at Seonghwa obvious boner. "You might want to fix yourself." You say to him.

"I don't care if they see." He says.

"You might want to go in the living room with the boys before I can't stop myself and fuck you right on the counter and call the boys in here to have a turn. You'd like that though wouldn't you?" Seonghwa says smirking.

You nod. He helps you off the counter. "I'll be there in a minute let me finish up." Seonghwa says kissing your nose.

It's a complete 360 from what just happened.

"Okay." You say.

You head off into the living room to see Wooyoung on top of Mingi.

"Give me the remote!" Mingi says.

"Nope. I picked the movie." Wooyoung says waving the remote in the air.

You grab the remote from Wooyoungs hands who didn't even notice you had came in.

"Why are you two arguing over the remote." You say looking at Wooyoung who is somehow straddling Mingis chest.

Wooyoung puts his hand over Mingis mouth.

"I was told I could pick the movie. Well Mingi came in here and said we watched this already. He tried grabbing the remote from my hand and we ended up wrestling. I overpowered him." Wooyoung says.

"Ew!" Wooyoung yells. Mingi had licked his hands. Wooyoung wipes his hand on Mingis shirt. Mingi takes this opportunity to overpower Wooyoung and flip him on his back.

"We watched this movie like 5 times already so I tried grabbing the remote. Then Wooyoung tripped me and got on top of me." Mingi says.

"Both of you are acting like children. We can all agree on something." You say smiling at both boys.

"Fine." Both boys say.

You sit on the couch and Mingi gets off of Wooyoung.

Both boys get on the couch on either side of you. "What genre?" You ask flipping through the Tv.

"Comedy." Wooyoung says.

"Any objection?" You say to Mingi.

He shakes his head. "Good." You say softly.

You eventually find a comedy you all agree on.

"I'm not starting it yet. Seonghwa isn't in here yet." You say.

"He should've already been in here. Shouldn't he have?" Mingi says.

Wooyoung looks at you. He didn't notice before but now he does. The dark hickies littered across your neck.

"Not if he just had a quickie." Wooyoung says rolling his eyes.

"What?" Mingi says and finally sees where Wooyoungs eyes are locked on.

"Oh." Mingi says eyes wide.

You hear Seonghwa who is struggling with plates.

You get up to help him. A pair of glaring eyes are locked on you as you grab plates from Seonghwa handing them out.

"Careful it's hot." Seonghwa says as he sits beside Mingi with his plate.

You press play on the remote and start the movie.

Throughout the whole movie you don't hear commentary come from Wooyoung like usual. No laughing or comments.

You look over to Wooyoung who is still glaring at you and Seonghwa.

The movie finishes.

"That was a good movie." Seonghwa says.

"Mhmm." You say.

"Would you like help with the dishes?" You say to Seonghwa.

"Sure." Seonghwa says smiling.

"Yeah I'm sure you'd love to help with dishes. Just like you helped Seonghwa finish dinner." Wooyoung says.

Seonghwa raises an eyebrow at him. "What are you talking about?" Seonghwa says.

"It seems like you love Y/N to help you with your problems." Wooyoung says rolling his eyes.

"Are you jealous?" You ask Wooyoung confused.

"Of what?" He says spitting back.

"Hey. I think maybe we all should calm down." Mingi says.

"You guys always want to hangout with each other. When do you guys ever spend time with me or Mingi?" Wooyoung says clearly angry.

"What are you talking about Wooyoung. We always hang out with you and Mingi." Seonghwa says confused.

"Yeah sure." He says.

"What about our promise huh? That doesn't mean nothing to you guys?" Wooyoung says about to break down.

"What are you talking about? We didn't br-" You try to say but Wooyoung cuts you off.

"You know what? I don't care. I don't care about you guys breaking the promise. I don't care about what your excuse is. I don't care about you two either." Wooyoung says putting his shoes on and grabbing his hoodie.

"I sure as hell don't care about this relationship if y'all don't care either." Wooyoung says and slams the door on our faces.

You start crying you try to hold the tears in but they just keep falling.

Mingi puts a hand on yours and Seonghwas shoulder.

"I'm going to go after him. I know he didn't mean it. He's just upset." Mingi says as he puts his own shoes on and grabs a hoodie heading into the night after him.

Seonghwa pulls you into him.

"Hey it's okay. Wooyoung didn't mean it." Seonghwa says softly rubbing your back.

"It hurts Seonghwa so much." You say cradling into Seonghwa.

You cry until you fall asleep in Seonghwas arms.

You wake up to a blanket on you. You look at the time on your phone. The bright light almost blinding you.

2:43 AM.

You look over at the door no sign of Wooyoung or Mingi. No Seonghwa either.

Suddenly the door to the bedroom is opened. Out walks Seonghwa who has his phone in his hand.

"Did I wake you love?" Seonghwa says.

"No. Have you heard from Wooyoung or Mingi?" You say hoping he did.

"Yeah. I was just on the phone with Mingi they're on their way back." Seonghwa says tapping his phone on his hand.

"Is Wooyoung okay?" You ask sadly.

"He's fine. Mingi caught up with Wooyoung when he left. They've been just talking. Then they stopped by a late night store and got some snacks Mingi said." Seonghwa says breathing out.

Suddenly the door opens.

"Hey." Mingi says quietly.

You get up from the couch. You walk over to the boy who sets the bag in his hand down.

You hug him. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." You say tightly hugging Wooyoung like he'd leave you any second.

"We didn't do anything." You say crying into him.

Wooyoung pulls you from his chest so you can look up at him.

"Hey. I know. I know love." Wooyoung says holding your hands.

"I was just too upset to hear you." He says.

He hugs you and rubs your back.

"It's late. Let's get to bed." Seonghwa says softly. Careful of what he says because he's terrified that Wooyoung will leave any second.

"Well I kind of bought snacks. So maybe we should eat those first." Wooyoung says.

"Well let's eat them then." Seonghwa says smiling softly at the boy.

Mingi picks up the bag full of snacks Wooyoung had set down beside him when he came inside.

Everyone walks over to the couch. Wooyoung sits down and you sit in his lap.

Mingi sits on the left of Wooyoung and Seonghwa sits on the right.

"Wooyoung got quite a bit of stuff." Mingi says opening the bag.

"Weren't you with him too." Seonghwa says.

"Yeah but I wasn't paying much attention to what he was getting. All I did was give him the card." Mingi says mumbling.

"I was hungry and I thought you'd all be too." Wooyoung says pouting.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing." Mingi says kissing the boys cheek.

Mingi pulls out the chips from the bag and hands one to Seonghwa. He pulls out another. He then pulls out 2 pieces of cake.

"These are for you two." Mingi says handing Wooyoung the cakes that he had bought.

Wooyoung hands you a piece. "Thought you'd prefer cake." He said watching you smile at him.

"Of course I would." You say giving the boy a quick kiss.

Wooyoung smiles at you.

"I'll go get you guys forks." Seonghwa says leaving to go grab forks out the kitchen.

Wooyoung sets yours and his cake back on the table.

"You know I love you right. And if you and Seonghwa want to have sex together without us it's fine. I just want you to be comfortable okay?" Wooyoung says being serious.

"Thank you but me and Seonghwa aren't going to do anything without you or Mingi we love you too much to do that to either of you." You say one hand on Wooyoungs face and the other on Mingis.

Seonghwa comes back in. He sees you holding both boys face. "Everything okay." Seonghwa says quietly.

Suddenly Wooyoung breaks down crying. Everyone looks at the boy worried.

Seonghwa hurries and puts the fork down. He goes up to Wooyoung and caresses the younger boys face.

"Hey. What's wrong love?" Seonghwa says.

"I was going to leave you guys. I was hurt and scared and I didn't know how to react." Wooyoung says tears flowing down his beautiful face.

"Hey. We weren't going to let that happen. We love you too much to let you go." Seonghwa says bringing the boy to his chest.

"That's why I went after you love. I knew you misunderstood they would never do that." Mingi says hugging the boy.

"Hey. We didn't do anything. All he did was leave hickies. I told him he couldn't forget about our promise and he agreed." You say hugging the boy.

"I don't know I saw the hickies and freaked out." Wooyoung says still crying.

"Hey we don't blame you love." Seonghwa says fingers running through Wooyoungs hair to soothe him.

"You freaked out like we all would've." You say.

"You guys wouldn't have freaked out. Mingi didn't even freak out he knew you wouldn't do that. I thought you guys would do that to me and Mingi for a second didn't believe you'd do that." Wooyoung says crying harder.

"Oh love. I doubted them for a second and then thought about it. You aren't the only one who had doubts." Mingi says trying to reassure the boy.

"I'm not?" Wooyoung says crying less.

"No you weren't." Mingi says helping calm the boy.

You or Seonghwa weren't hurt by the boys doubt. Hell if it was the other way around you guys would have been the same.

Wooyoung slowly stops crying.

"We love you." Seonghwa says.

"More than anything." Mingi adds.

"You're our world." You say.

"I love you guys too." Wooyoung says lifting his head from Seonghwas chest.

Wooyoung kisses Seonghwa. Not just a soft kiss. It turns into a makeout session. Wooyoung pulls away when he's almost out of breath.

"Can I show you guys how much I love you?" Wooyoung says taking off his shirt.

"Oh god." Mingi says.

"Please do." Seonghwa says softly.

"Please." You say still sitting on Wooyoungs lap.

Wooyoung turns towards Mingi. He brings him into a kiss.

Wooyoungs hands find your waist. He already has a boner and you can feel it.

He slowly starts grinding against you. You moan.

He pulls away from the kiss with Mingi.

"Fuck. I want to hear that again." Wooyoung says grinding into you again.

You moan out his name.

"You sound so sweet baby." Wooyoung moans out.

"Such pretty moans." Seonghwa says.

Mingi kisses your neck. He slowly starts leaving hickies along your throat. Your moans getting louder.

Seonghwa grabs your shirt pulling it above your head and throwing it on the ground.

"Is it alright if this comes off?" Wooyoung asks touching your bra stopping himself from grinding into you.

"Please." You say mind already fuzzy.

With your words Wooyoung unclips your bra. He slides it off your chest slowly.

"Gorgeous." Mingi says in between the kisses he's leaving on your throat.

You lift your head back so Mingi can get more access.

You feel hands on your boobs. You look and see Seonghwa massaging your breasts.

He pulls at one and you arch your back in Wooyoungs hold.

"Look at you. We haven't even fucked you dumb yet." Seonghwa says still pulling at your nipple.

Wooyoung takes your other nipple and puts it in his mouth. He sucks on it and watches as you moan out his name.

You put your hand in Wooyoungs hair. You pull it softly. Wooyoung pulls off your boob and moans.

He immediately after goes back to licking and sucking your boob.

"Fucking hell. Do you see how hard you're making me." Seonghwa says as he grabs your hand and places it on his boner.

"Wanna fuck your throat pretty girl is that okay?" Mingi says as he pulls away from your throat.

"Y-yeah." You say out of breath. Wooyoung pulls off your boob and Seonghwa let's go of his hold on your other boob.

Wooyoung helps you to the ground careful to make sure you don't hurt your knees.

Mingi pulls down his sweatpants and boxers. You settle in between his legs.

You take him in your mouth and Mingi throws his head back. Wooyoung pushes your hair behind your ear so you can see better. "Look at our pretty girl." Wooyoung says as he looks at you eyes filled with love.

"So pretty." Seonghwa says. Mingi puts his hand in your hair. He forces you to take him even more.

Wooyoung looks at Seonghwa. "Can I help you?" Wooyoung says hand on Seonghwas boner. He kisses Seonghwas throat causing him to groan.

Wooyoung massages his boner. "Yeah." Seonghwa says to Wooyoung answering him.

Wooyoung pulls away from Seonghwas throat. Wooyoung pulls Seonghwas cock out and takes him in his hand moving it up and down.

Seonghwa throws his head back moaning out Wooyoungs name.

Wooyoung goes back to kissing and leaving hickies on his throat.

Mingi is close because he starts fucking your throat faster and without a pace anymore.

You let Mingi continue to use you. All the moaning coming from Mingi and Seonghwa has you wet.

Suddenly Mingi stops thrusting and holds you down as he cums down your throat. An extra loud moan comes from Mingi as he cums. As Mingi comes down from his high his grip loosens on your hair.

You pull off of Mingi. He leans down to you placing a kiss on your lips tasting himself.

You look over and Seonghwa lets out a louder moan than he was until he cums on Wooyoungs hands.

Wooyoung pulls hand from Seonghwas cock. His hand sticky but Wooyoung doesn't mind. Wooyoung licks his hand. Seonghwa groans. "You're going to give me another boner." Seonghwa says.

"Good." Wooyoung says back to him. "Want some." Wooyoung says to you like it's candy he's sharing.

He holds his hand out. You lick Wooyoungs fingers getting them clean. Wooyoung watches you as you take his fingers in your mouth. When you finish you pull away.

Wooyoung grabs you by your face and smashes his lips against yours. He makes out with you. His hands go up to your hair pulling you in closer if that's possible. He pulls away.

"You taste great Hwa." Wooyoung says out of breath. Seonghwa groans boner evident.

"I told you Woo." Seonghwa says. Wooyoung smirks. "Get Mingi to help. Me or Y/N haven't came yet and I really need to see her cum." Wooyoung says.

"How would you like it baby?" Wooyoung says facing you again.

"Fuck me." Is what comes out of your mouth.

Wooyoung is surprised that you really want him to be the one to fuck you first. Wooyoung thought it'd be Seonghwa or Mingi that'd get to do it first.

He thought he fucked everything up tonight. That you'd leave him but now you're here in front of him asking him to fuck you.

"What'd you say?" Wooyoung says asking you to make sure he heard correctly.

"Fuck me Woo." You say again.

Wooyoung looks at Seonghwa and Mingi to make sure it's okay with them. Neither does anything indicating he shouldn't and neither objects. Both boys eyes filled with love and adoration even when they both have their dicks out.

Wooyoung looks back at you and smiles softly. "Okay." Wooyoung says as he kisses you. Wooyoung goes to your shorts and pulls them down.

Wooyoung slips off your underwear. He pulls down his sweatpants and his boxers. He presses a finger on your clit watching your reaction. You moan at the feeling.

"Would you like me to fuck you open with my fingers first?" Wooyoung asks. You're soaked but Wooyoung wants to make you as comfortable as possible.

"I think I'm good." You say softly kissing Wooyoung. Wooyoung returns the kiss. He pushes into you slowly letting you adjust.

Wooyoung kisses you again and pushes his tongue into your mouth this time. Wooyoung bottoms out in you as you moan against his tongue. He pulls away letting you let out another moan.

Wooyoung stays still waiting for an okay to continue. You nod letting him know he can continue. Wooyoung starts moving slowly letting you adjust to him. You moan out and that makes him want to fuck into you faster but he doesn't just yet.

Your head goes into Wooyoungs neck.

"Wooyoung." You moan out his name. That's what causes him to fuck you faster.

"Fuck. Say it again." Wooyoung says thrusting into you faster and harder.

"Please say it again." Wooyoung whines out. "Wooyoung." You moan out again.

"You're going to make me cum." Wooyoung says fucking into you as fast and hard as he can.

"Me too." You say. With a few more thrusts you cum. Wooyoung fucks you through your orgasm.

Wooyoung suddenly pulls out and stands up.

He jerks himself off in front of your face.

"Going to cum on that pretty face of yours." Wooyoung says jerking himself off and moaning.

Suddenly he moans out your name spilling onto your face.

Wooyoung whines jerking himself off through his high. Wooyoung collapses onto your body. He stays there for a minute or two. He grabs his shirt and wipes across your face getting most of his cum off your face. He relaxes again this time his back against the couch.

"Hey Mingi has the water going for you guys. I'm going to take her in there I'll be back for you love okay?" Seonghwa says. Wooyoung nods. Seonghwa kisses Wooyoung softly and runs his hand through his hair.

Seonghwa picks you up and you lay your head into his chest. "You did so good." You start to close your eyes. "I'm sorry love but you can't sleep just yet. You need a bath. You're sticky." He says softly.

Seonghwa gets to the bathroom. The door is opened and he walks in. Mingi sits on the side of the tub. "Can you watch her while I get Wooyoung?" Seonghwa says. Mingi lifts you out of Seonghwas arms. "Yeah I got her." Mingi says.

"I'll be back with Wooyoung love." Seonghwa says. He leaves to go get Wooyoung. Mingi sets you in the tub. He grabs a loofah. "How are you feeling love?" Mingi says as he pours your body wash onto the loofah.

"Tired. Sore." You say softly.

"Yeah I bet." Mingi says looking at you with concern.

The door opens with Seonghwa holding Wooyoung in his arms.

Mingi moves out the way so Seonghwa can place Wooyoung in the tub. Wooyoung leans into you tired. Seonghwa grabs another loofah for Wooyoung helping to wash him. "Tired?" Seonghwa says to you both.

"Extremely." Wooyoung says. You nod at his answer.

"Would you like me to do your hair?" Mingi says kissing your cheek after washing your body. You nod knowing that it's probably all knottng up.

After brushing it out and putting shampoo and conditioner and rinsing it he's done.

The boys pick you and Wooyoung up out of the tub drying you and dressing you guys. They carry you to the bedroom and lay beside you.

"I'm sorry." You hear come from beside you. Wooyoungs head hangs low.

He starts crying. "I'm so sorry." Everyone looks at the boy concerned.

"Oh honey. You have nothing to be sorry for." Seonghwa says softly concern and love in his eyes.

"No I do I almost ruined everything over being jealous." Wooyoung says tears still running down his face.

You grab the boys face and make him look you in the eye. "You had every right to be jealous." You say softly. You wipe the tears from his face.

"No and then you felt bad for me so you wanted me to fuck you and I know Mingi and Seonghwa didn't like it. It should've been one of them." Wooyoung says crying still.

Mingi and Seonghwa sit up at hearing the boys words. You sit up too and Wooyoung eventually does the same.

"That's not why I asked you to fuck me." Your thumb wipes away his tears as you hold his face.

"I asked you to fuck me because I wanted you to not because I felt like I owed it to you. I didn't want Seonghwa or Mingi to fuck me because I wanted you to do it so no they shouldn't have." You say pecking his lips.

Mingi speaks up. "If me or Seonghwa had a problem with it we would've said something. We all agreed whoever Y/N chose would be the one to do it and we wouldn't get jealous. I'm not upset about it. I liked watching two of my partners fuck. I wouldn't care if it was you, Seonghwa, and Y/N because I love you three with all my heart. So no it shouldn't have been us instead." Mingi says saying whatever was on his mind.

Seonghwa smiles at Mingi who couldn't have put it better. "Mingi is right. I love you three with all my heart too." Seonghwa says holding the tall boys hand and kissing it.

"I love you all with my heart too." Wooyoung says crying now slowing.

"Good because I feel the same." You say softly.

"You guys need some rest. It's been an eventful night." Seonghwa says laying his head on Wooyoungs shoulder.

"You're right." Wooyoung says as he places a kiss on Mingis lips. Mingi softens as his lips meets Wooyoungs.

You lean over and kiss Seonghwa who is laying on his shoulder.

Wooyoung pulls away and you kiss Mingi next who sighs into the kiss. Suddenly Wooyoung kisses Seonghwa who freezes up. He relaxes after a few seconds.

Wooyoung laughs pulling away.

"I knew it was coming but I can't help it." Seonghwa says who blushes looking down.

"It's so cute seeing you blush when I kiss you yet I just had my hand down your pants jerking you off not even an hour ago." Wooyoung says chuckling.

Seonghwa blushes even harder if that was even possible.

"I don't expect it." Seonghwa says eyes still on the ground.

Mingi and you smile at the teasing boy.

"We need to get to bed don't we." Mingi says chuckling and Seonghwa nods eyes back up. Mingi kisses Seonghwa.

You and Wooyoung get under the blanket.

"You guys aren't going to kiss each other goodnight?" Mingi says to you both eyebrow raised in confusion.

"I think we did a lot of that tonight." Wooyoung says giggling like he hadn't just fucked you dumb. You giggle at his words too.

"I agree." You say smiling at the boy laying in front of you.

"Fair enough." Mingi says as he and Seonghwa get under the blanket as well. Seonghwa turns the light off and turns on the TV.

Mingi wraps his hands around your waist and Seonghwa wraps his hands around Wooyoungs waist.

Wooyoung places his hands on your waist and yours on his. After a few minutes you hear soft snoring coming from behind you and behind Wooyoung. "And I thought we were tired." Wooyoung says quietly laughing hoping it wouldn't wake up his significant others.

"Yeah." You say softly smiling.

Wooyoung pulls you closer and kisses you softly. "I just wanted to tease the boys." Wooyoung says smiling.

"I know." You say smiling back.

"I fucking knew it." Mingi says not actually being asleep.

You and Wooyoung giggle at the older boys words.

"You guys need to get to sleep." Seonghwa says yawning. Mingi had woken him up.

"Sorry." Mingi says quietly.

"It's okay love but it's 4:53." Seonghwa says voice still full of sleep.

"Let's all get some rest." Seonghwa says scooting closer into Wooyoung.

"Okay." Wooyoung says and you nod your head.

You guys all doze off. Each other in your thoughts and how much you guys love one another.

[heeseung-min]

Am i the only one who prefers soft yandere?😭 can i request more soft yandere enhypen where their s/o asks for a cuddle because they couldnt sleep

Yandere Enhypen Reaction: Their s/o asks for a cuddle (Hyung line)

Warning: In this reaction, s/o is really fucked up so most of them are okay with the situation they're in and again this is just fiction...if you dont like yandere please scroll and go read something else

Heeseung  

You groaned after failed from trying to sleep. It's already 2 a.m. which the common time for people to sleep. The headache has started to form but the only thing you can do was just whimpering. It was the first time you sleep without your boyfriend, Heeseung. The man went out to settle for some work two hours ago.

Heeseung always will be by your side and will be caressing your hair until you fall asleep however today is different and then you realised that without him you will face problem that you couldn't solve by yourself.

You reached the phone that was on the nightstand, finding your boyfriend contact and immediately press a call. You can't wait anymore. You need him. Now.

"Y/N?"

"Hee....I need you."

"Hey baby, what happen? Are you okay?"

You can hear a sound like someone pleading but you didn't even care about that. What you wanted right now is Heeseung. You wanted him to hug your body closer so you can feel his warmth.

"I - I can't sleep. I want to cuddle with you."

Heeseung smiled softly at your words. He imagined you were pouting while talking to him right now. He looked down at the man who were in weak state but still tried his best to plead at Heeseung to let him go. Too bad, the man shouldn't look at your way.

"I will be back in 30 minutes, y/n. Can you wait for me?"

You hummed showing you agreed with him since you were too tired to talk. The headache is slowly gone so you were feeling better a bit.

"Sorry for making you waiting. Come here, baby."

It's really warm whenever you hug him and the warmth brings you comfort that other people couldn't give. Hence, that's why Heeseung is very important in your life because only him can do this to you.

Jay

You looked to your side that was empty and started wondering where is your man. Since it's already the time that both of you should sleep but today he isn't here right now.

You walked out from the bed and looking for him and found the man at kitchen. He was too busy cooking something to notice you were behind him. He startled a bit when he felt your small hands hugged his waist from behind and smiled when you put your face at his back.

"What are you doing, y/n?" He asked as one of his hand was holding your hand while the other one was stirring the cooking.

"We should sleep right now. What are you doing?" You were whining when heard Jay laughed softly at your complaining. He turned off the stove after making sure the food has cooked completely and then turned to face you.

"I was cooking because I noticed you kept went to eat after few hours sleeping. That's why I'm making those so you don't need to prepare or cook anything." Jay explained as he hold your face. Your doe eyes are so beautiful and your lips making him gulped.

You were touched on how Jay treated you with a good care that nobody can give you the same treatment. Growing up without having love from your parents that were too focused on your sister rather than you making you wanted to cry when you see how Jay really take good care of you.

"I love you." You said it then pulled his shirt down so you can kiss his lips.

"I love you more." Jay mumbled after pulling out from the kiss. He stared at your face for a last time before turned to finish the cooking.

"If you want to eat, wake me up okay? We can eat together."

"You don't mind? What if you don't get enough sleep?"

"I rather spend my time with you than sleep without you beside me. Now, let's go to sleep honey."

Jake

You are bored. Jake had gave you free time to do what you want and he will not disturb you until the time is finish. However, after 30 minutes you started to give up on doing what you had wanted to do. You didn't feel the fun anymore.

You still have one and half hour more of your free time but you couldn't find other things you can do. Maybe you had used to always spend time with your boyfriend. Maybe that's why you felt empty when he is not beside you.

You tried to convince yourself that you don't need him and you can be independent. You continue to draw on the drawing paper but after few minutes you groaned at the sight of the drawing. It look so awkward that you can't even draw it anymore.

You kept your drawing equipments in the storage box and went out from your room looking for your boyfriend. You felt sleepy so cuddling him is the best thing to do before you take a nap.

Shocking at the thing he hold with blood splattered on his face to some parts of his shirt, you gasped loudly while backing away from him slowly.

"Oh sweetheart, what are you doing here? You still have long time before I can get you."

"I- i just- I was looking- for you.." His eyes soften at your words. He resisted himself from hugging you since he didn't want to make you feel disgusting with all of this blood.

"That's so sweet of you. Can you wait for me? I want to clean myself before I get closer to you."

You nodded once and went to the kitchen because the smell of blood started to get you nauseous. You ate ice cream to reduce the urge to puke and didn't even realised aften an hour, you already sleep at the kitchen counter.

"Y/n? Sweetie where- oh." Jake smiled softly at the sight of yours hugging the ice cream bucket. He took care of it and brought you to the bed and changed your clothes to a comfortable one. The man took time to look at your angelic face, appreciating your snores and left some kisses.

"I love you so much, y/n. If I need to kill our new neighbour to prevent both of you from meeting each other, I'll gladly do that."

Sunghoon

You

hate

Sunghoon

God, you groaned when he smirked at you when he didn't even bother to switch on the heater. When you tried to do it, he will tie you up on the bed and left you alone in the room.

You can imagine how warm he feel right now when he wear the thick sweater and drink warm chocolate.

It's winter and Sunghoon wanted to torture you just so you will ask him to cuddle together. You love your boyfriend but sometimes he is just so annoying.

"Oh god, I feel so warm. The chocolate drink too is perfect for this season."

You rolled your eyes at his words. You knew he wanted to make you envy so you can beg him to give the warmth that you really need.

Sunghoon came closer to you. He knew you are stubborn to beg him but he also knew you will eventually give up being a brat and let him cuddle your body closer.

"What do you want?"

"Now now, that's not a tone that you should to someone that can provide you warmth."

Y/n sighed at his answers. You don't want to give up because it seems pathetic to you. However, when your boyfriend cupped your cheeks with his warm hands, you can't help but to sob. You literally sobbing when he started to leave kisses on your face because it provides a little bit of warm to your face. Sunghoon put his head on your shoulder while rubbing your back slowly. He is waiting for you to say the words.

"Please, hug me. I want to feel the warmth."

"Absolutely my dear, your wish is my command."

Sunghoon got rid of the rope on your hands and put some baby powder to sooth the redness. He kissed your forehead and brought your body closer to him and finally you got what you want. Even though you hate your boyfriend sometimes, you can't help that he also the one can provide everything you need. You also slowly grow attached to him and that makes Sunghoon happy.

So, I swear yandere reaction took me really long time to do😐 I am really sorry for those who request yandere reaction 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ and also i've done the hyung line...for the maknae line it needs time so that's why im posting this first...so thank you so much for reading this😔😔✋

Because he only want you to depend everything on him.

[freindly-neighbourhood-anarchist]

When You Sleep Together

Dream SMP x Reader

I've got some wholesome moments for you guys because y'all deserve to be loved :) sorry if some of these are cheesy

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💭💚Dream💚💭

Rubbing his eyes sleepily as he stared at the chat of his stream, Clay sighed quietly to himself. He was longing for the sweet embrace of his comfy bed-sheets. As much as he loved his chat, he loved you and his bed more.

Blinking away the sleep, he shook his head to wake himself up. When he stopped himself from falling into his sleep-zombie stupor, he began to speak energetically to the stream once again.

Just as he was about to say something, the sound of his door opening made him stop. When he saw you peeking your head into his room, he muted his mic." Everything okay?" He asked, concern swirling in his deep-green eyes.

Your eyes narrowed a little from the brightness of his monitor," You're... still streaming?" You muttered tiredly, running a hand through your messy hair," It's 4 am... You need to come to bed before you die." You stated bluntly.

Chuckling lightly, Clay smiled at you," That's a bit of an exaggeration, dont ya think?" He grinned out before turning to his monitor," I just need to finish this building first and then I'll come to bed." He reassured.

Pouting at him, you walked over to him in his gaming chair. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind and leaned your head in the crook of his neck. He stiffened up for a second but leaned into your touch, which told you just how tired he really was.

You brought your lips close to his ear," The bed's lonely without you..." You tried your best to sound cute before giving into your sluggish thoughts," and it's lowkey freezing without you next to me. You don't want me to die of hypothermia, right?"

Wheezing a little, he shook his head," Alright, alright. You've convinced me."

"Epic victory royale for me."

"Never say that again."

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🖤🔥Sapnap🔥🖤

Groaning in defeat, you closed your laptop after saving your assignment in frustration. Rubbing your eyes tiredly, you glanced at your phone and turned it on to check the time.

2:30 a.m

"Oh f-" you already knew you were gonna get shit from Nick as soon as you stepped foot into your shared bedroom.

Quickly packing your college material away, you raced upstairs quickly and made a bee-line to your bedroom. You opened the door quietly, smirking slightly when you heard the light snores coming from your boyfriend.

He was hugging a pillow close to himself, wrapped snugly within the comfy blankets. He looked like he was in heaven.

If anything, that only made you more tired.

You tiptoe to the bed and slowly crawled into the bed, trying your best to stop the groan of satisfaction from escaping your lips as soon as the blankets consumed you. You stared at Nick's peaceful face for a second before scooting closer to him for more heat.

The pillow beneath your head was so fluffy and comfortable that you were almost instantly consumed in dream-land, not before Nick stopped you.

"Did your bitchass finally give up on that dumb assignment." He muttered tiredly, replacing the pillow he was cuddling with you.

"I have to finish it tomorrow, dumbass..." You grunted out, your eyebrow slanting downwards slightly.

"Nah, fuck you. You're staying in bed with me tomorrow." He denied your statement instantly, pulling you ever closer.

"You make a good argument, I retract my statement..."

"Good."

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💤💙GeorgeNotFound💙💤

"Fuck yea-" You stopped your celebrating quickly as soon as you remembered that your boyfriend was literally sleeping behind you.

You had been editing a video all night, and despite his begging and whining, you just wouldnt go to bed with George. So he decided that he'd stay with you in the living room, refusing to go to bed without you.

You had protested against that, claiming that he needed his beauty sleep, which he had taken great offense to. So he sat behind you, wrapping his arms around you and placing his head in the crook of your neck, whining that he wasnt going to move until you came to bed with him.

You took this as a challenge," Aight bet." And continued to edit whilst your boyfriend was hugging you from behind.

About 10 minutes into editing, you heard George's familiar snores. You knew that he'd fall asleep quick anyways, sleeping is sort of his thing.

But now, you'd finally finished your editing and want to actually go to bed. Sighing at this dilemma and obvious karma, you closed your laptop after sending the video to Dream.

You leaned into George's heat, making him stir a little." George..." you whispered to him.

There was a lazy hum in response.

"Let's go to bed..." You muttered to him.

"....You lost that opportunity about 2 hours ago." He replied back stubbornly," It's expired."

"Oh, come on." You groaned out," If I stay in bed with you tomorrow as well, will you let us go to bed?"

He was silent.

"... Deal."

"Great, let's go, let's go."

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🎶💛Wilbur Soot💛🎶

"Alright, bed time. C'mon." Wilbur spoke up suddenly, making you jump from your place at your monitor.

"Wait wha-" You were interrupted as Wilbur wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing you close to him. Your back pressed into his chest as he got you to stand up from your desk." Will, what are you-?"

"You've been editing all day. I need attention and affection." He muttered, a pout on his lips." So can we got to sleep please?" He sent you a slight grin.

"Will, this'll only take a couple of minutes." You sighed out with furrowed eyebrows.

His grin dropped," You said that an hour ago."

Your eyes widened at his words," I did?"

"You did."

"Shit." You rubbed your eyes, letting out another sigh," Jeez, I'm sorry Will... I'm an asshole." You muttered.

"Hmm.... hmmmmm thinking.... You could come to bed to sleep with me to make up for being an asshole?" He teased.

You narrowed your eyes at him playfully," you're not supposed to agree."

Laughing slightly, he wrapped his arms around you tighter," in all seriousness.... As sleepdeprived as I am, I don't want you following in my footsteps. So can we go to bed, please? I really need you in my arms right now."

You were taken aback by his confession but you could only give into his charms after he sent you a soft-eyed smile." Oh, alright."

"Thank fuck. Jesus, please never make me wait as long as you did tonight again."

"Noted."

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⭐👑Eret👑⭐

"Can we go to bed now?" You whined as Eret finally finished streaming." Jeez, it's like you love your chat more than me."

Eret laughed deeply at your words and shook their head," You know that's not trueee~" he sang out cutely." You have my heart, [Y/N], don't worry."

You couldn't stop the stop the soft smile from replacing your pout, your eyes softening at her." Aww.... Ali, you're so sweet to me... and you're super cheesy." You awed out, finding their response to be genuinely adorable.

" Ali? Sheesh, and you call me cheesy. Look in the mirror, love." He teased, finally turning his monitor off and making their way over to you. She towered over you, you've always compared them to a big friendly giant who loves to cuddle.

Sending her a teasing grin and a suggestive eyebrow raise, you spread your arms open for him to hug you," Bed time?"

They grinned slightly and wrapped their arms around you securely, squeezing you tightly against his chest in a loving hug." Bed time..."

"Finally."

"Were you really waiting that long?" She teased, getting your messy head of [H/C] hair." Aww, if I had known that, I would've ended earlier."

You hit him playfully," You suck, loser."

"Love you too, dear."

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(This one's a bit long lol.)

👑🐷Technoblade🐷👑

You let out a another yawn as you shivered lightly in the cold of the snowy area you and Techno lived in.

Your boyfriend had gone to the nether a couple of hours ago to collect wither skulls for 'decoration' but you already knew what he was scheming inside that chaotic head of his.

You've been waiting for about 5 hours in the freezing cold. Of course you've made yourself useful around the house, tending to the farm and gathering more materials overall.

Tommy helped here and there, but he was mostly gathering materials for himself.

Now you were beginning to worry for your boyfriend, he's been gone for so long.

So you decided to sit at the doorstep, a blanket wrapped around yourself and a hot cup of cocoa, refusing to fall asleep until you found out that Techno was okay.

Tommy had sat with you for an hour or so before he retired to his bed, stating," Techno's being a bitch. Not worth the time waiting for him." And then he left.

You had laughed at the teen's grumpiness towards Techno, but you didnt agree with him.

Techno was worth waiting for.

He always will be.

Taking another sip from your cocoa, you leaned your head against the door, blinking so that you're eyes wouldnt close due to fatigue and tiredness.

The steaming hot cocoa in your hands reminded you of the warm bed you share with Techno. How the fire would crackle and the smell of burning wood and berries filled the home. The blankets were huge and warm and would just consume you and Techno. How he stays up at night to read some history book and tell you about greek mythology.

"Fuck I miss him..." You muttered, your teeth chattering whic prompted you to wrap your blankets closer around you.

"Miss who?"

You jumped at the familiar voice, making you drop your hot cocoa. You looked up at the owner and your lip twitched a little," You're an asshole."

Techno raised an eyebrow down at you, taking off his pig mask to talk to you properly." HEH? What have I done??" He mumbled, silently outraged.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting here?? 5 hours, Techno!! I'm surprised I havent gotten hypothermia yet!" You exclaimed, standing from your spot on the doorstep," You even made me spill my cocoa!!"

Pouting like a child, your boyfriend narrowed his red eyes at you," How is the fact you spilled your cocoa my fault?"

You gave him a,' bitch, really?' Look and it made him reconsider his words.

"Oh wait a minute, I guess that is kinda my fault, huh? Ehhhh, its fiiiiine." He waved a hand dismissively and walked passed you to get into the house, throwing his red Cape off and then placing his items into a chest." So... you missed me, eh? I mean... I would too if I were you but... y'know."

You knew he was fishing for affection or gratitude, but you knew better than that. You were still angry at him.

"Wow, quite the ego on you." You rolled your eyes," and who said it was you that I was missing?"

Techno didnt look at you, he continued placing his items in his chest," Well.... who else would you miss?" He questioned carefully.

"Phil."

He turned to you, staring before shrugging," Yeah, that's pretty valid. I miss him too."

You groaned at his stubborn nature and sat down in a chair, rubbing your temples," You're such a pain." You muttered.

Techno froze at your words, finally sensing your distress. When he had finished putting his items away, he turned to your brooding form, a light frown upon his face. He walked over to you and gulped, his eyebrows furrowing with frustration. He really really wasnt one for comforting others, hes always found it hard to do so. That's what social anxiety does to you.

He placed a hand on your head, petting it lightly and awkwardly." Look.... I'm sorry."

You froze at his words and slowly looked up at him, an expectant look upon your face.

Techno took his hand from your head, prompting to cross his arms instead," I know that you were worried, I shouldve taken that into consideration. But ya need to understand that I'm strong, [Y/N]. You dont need to worry for my safety at all, I can handle myself."

You frowned a little before sighing," You know I worry because I love you." You stated simply, looking down at your shoes.

The male's cheeks heated up a little and he nodded," 'course..." he grumbled bashfully.

Lips twitching into a slight smile, you stood from your chair and grabbed both of his hands gently, intertwining his fingers with yours." Well... I'm glad you're safe... I missed you a lot."

Techno's face only reddened even further as he completely avoided eye contact with you, his palms growing sweaty but refusing to let go of your smaller and softer hands." U-uh... wanna know another reason why you shouldnt worry about me dyin'?" He's trying his best to hide the fact he was embarrassed.

You grinned slightly and leaned a little closer to him," Yeah. Tell me."

He looked deeply into your eyes, his face still flushed. He leaned a little closer to your face, his ruby-red eyes swirling with an emotion you couldnt quite put your finger on.

Your eyes flicker down to his lips as he began to speak, his hot breath hitting your own lips.

"Because Technoblade never dies."

You pulled yourself from him instantly," You just ruined the romantic moment. AGAIN." You stated simply.

He huffed out a laugh at your exclaim," Aww c'mon it was funny! Please tell me I'm funny--"

"You're not funny. I'm going to bed, bye." You then walked away from him, Techno trailed behind you with a shit-eating grin on his lips.

"You know I still have 3 canon lives left as well, right?"

"I am now choosing to no longer understand english." You replied simply.

"Ok, nerd."

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🐏🖤Jschlatt🖤🐏

"The fuck are you up so late for." It was more of a statement than a question.

You looked up at your floating boyfriend in all of his blue sweater and ram-horned glory." You're up late too, dumbass." You shot back, downing another cup of coffee.

"[Y/N]... I'm a fuckin' ghost. You think I need sleep? Use your head woman." He insulted as he floated behind you, peeking over your shoulder to see what you were up too.

You seemed to be writing something in a book, he couldnt really read it though so he leaned onto your back, leaning his chin on your shoulder. His eyes skimmed over the words and he scowled a little.

"What the hell are you s'posed to be writing." He grumbled out.

"It's just a book for the different materials Alex told me to gather." You stated simply, leaning your head against his slightly.

"Good idea. Knowin' you, your dumbass would probably forget." He hummed out," But why waste your time on this when you could be sleeping."

Frowning with furrowed eyebrows, you continued to write in the book," I mean... its Alex. I dont wanna let the guy down, he's the vice president."

"Eh... Whose Alex again? He the one with the flatty patty?"

You buried your face in your hands, holding in a laugh." You're an idiot..." You muttered out, trying to contain your laughter.

"Takes one to know one asshole." Schlatt responded, floating away from you and to your bed. He lay on top of it comfortably," OoOoOoh~ look at how comfortable this fuckin' bed looks [Y/N]~ mm yes, comfy comfy, yes very comfy."

Smiling a little, you turned to him and raised an eyebrow," You sure its comfy?"

He was silent for a moment before he nodded," trust me. You know what they call me?"

You rolled your eyes, sighing slightly,"... what do they call you..."

"The bed master."

"You fucking-" You're sentence cut off as you broke out into a laugh. Schlatt couldnt stop the slight smile from crossing over his lips at successfully cheering you up.

"This is a very comfy bed. You should try it out with me, right now." It was more of a threat than a suggestion.

"How can I trust you though?..."

"Maybe if you try the bed out for yourself you can decide whether it's comfy or not, fuckin' moron."

You stared at him with a deadpan expression before giving in," you make a valid point. You win this argument." Standing from the table, you walked over to your bed and flopped onto it next to Schlatt.

He stared down at you expectantly;" Well? Was I right or was I right?"

You moved around on the bed a little, and sighed," .....It feels like I'm lying on a fucking cloud...." you gave up.

Schlatt shot you a shit-eating grin," Right?? The bed master strikes once again." Then his smile dropped," Dont ever fuckin' question me again."

"Gotcha."

He turned a little in the bed and threw an arm over you, pulling you close to him. You stared up at him with a confused gaze, which made him roll his eyes." Gonna help you sleep." He grunted out.

"Ahhh... Okay." You snuggled a little closer to him." Thank you for existing, Schlatt."

"At least one of us are happy I exist." He deadpanned.

"Hey Schlatt? Did you fall from heaven, cause you look like you fell- wait I messed that up."you silently cursed to yourself.

"You fucking loser."

"Lemme try again... Did you fall from heaven? Cause you look like an angel."

"... That makes no fucking sense. Are you comparing me to Satan then? He was the angel that fell from heaven." He looked slightly offended." I'll have you know that I am a devoted Catholic-"

You deadpanned when he wouldnt accept the pick-up line and gave up,"... You're hot." you stated bluntly.

"I know. Goodnight."

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❤🦆Quackity🦆❤

"Fuuuuck... I'm so fucking tired chat." Alex laughed out slightly, trying his best to contain another yawn. His chat instantly began to complain to him, telling him to hurry up and end the stream then. " aww... you all care so much for me." He fake cried." I dont deserve you guys."

MikeHawk: GO TO BED YOU SMALL MAN

Likywastaken: GO SLEEP ASSHOLE

He snorted at the comment," Wow, are y'all hitting on me orrr? Hit me up." He joked teasingly, a slight grin upon his lips.

The familiar sound of,' Me perdonas' came through his headset, indicating he had received a donation.

Duh_Itz_y/n has donated $4.20

Go the fuck to bed you bitch <3

His eyes lit up at your familiar twitch name and he chuckled lightly." Y/N, my love, you have such a way with words." He stated sarcastically, ignoring how his chat started spamming your name." Thanks for the dono but you literally can just call me on discord, fucking idiot."

And just like that, his discord went off, it made him jump in his gaming chair. He covered it up with a cough and answered the call," Hola hermosa."

"Did you just fucking jump when I called you?"

He sputtered," The fuck??? No. You're tripping."

"YOU DID. You're such a pussy boy."

"Yes, I am a pussy boy because I attract all the puss-"

"Stop talking." You interrupted," Why arent you asleep Alex? I don't know if you knew this buuut, 2 am is usually the time when people should be sleeping." You stated, snarky and teasing.

"If you wanted to get me alone you shouldve just said so, babe." He stated simply, you could hear the shit-eating grin in his voice.

He heard you laugh from the other side, making his heart flutter in his chest." I wish I was there but Mexico is like hours away." You muttered.

"Why are you awake? You've been going off to me but it's late where you are too."

"It's cause I was watching your shitass stream. I'm such a dedicated girlfriend, arent I? I just love you so much." You laughed out.

"Aww, you're such a simp for me..." Alex pressed a hand to his cheek embarrassingly, mocking that he was flustered." Should I just end the stream now then. I wanna talk to you now."

"Now you're the one wanting to get me alone Hmm?"

"Yeah, at least I can admit it. Looks like you're the pussy here." He spat your words right back at you.

"End the stream."

"Yes ma'am."

"Pfft, and you say you arent a fucking bottom." You teased.

"Y/N, I am still strEAMING-"

[wolferals]

WAKE UP CALL**

again a collaboration with my wonderful friend @bbaronpiper ❤️❤️

Both of us wrote half of the story, i hope you like it. And definitely check out her writings!🌸

arón piper imagine

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steffi/@bbaronpiper:

7:30 am. Your eyes shot open at the sound of your alarm you turned it off quickly but you still heard a low groan coming from the other side of the bed. You felt Arón stir a little but refused to open his eyes. You turn to face him and run a finger on his cheek. Savoring the few moments you have with your boyfriend. You slept last night without him. He was out partying with his friends. Again. You didn't have a problem with it at first because you swore you'll never be that type of girlfriend who controls and forbid their man on the things they want to do. Until recently, it became a habit of his.

"Morning, Baby" His voice was low and husky. ​

You smiled at him in return, scooting closer. "Slept well?"

"Si" He said while rubbing his eyes. "Partying after spending whole day on set isn't easy"

You bit the insides of your cheek to stop you from spitting the words. Arón must have noticed this since he then turned to lie on his back and exhales. Leaving your hand that was on his cheek to fall on his shoulder. "Do you have something to say Y/N?"

You leaned on your elbow trying to get him to look at you. Your hands travelled down to his chest "Don't you think you've been partying a lot lately?"

"Mmm dont think so.." he shrugged still not looking at you.

"You're barely home" you almost whispered not sure if you want to push this discussion.

"What do you mean Y/N? I'm always home" he then looked at you.

You were about to open your mouth to spill everything you've been feeling lately but then decided not to. He probably too tired for drama anyways.

"Come here" he motioned to you as he opened his arms. You complied and laid on his chest. "Te quiero." He lifted your chin up and look at you deeply. "Don't ever think otherwise. Even just for one second" stupid you, let your heart flutter at his words smiling up at him sweetly.

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You splash cold water on your face to snap you out of your thoughts. You stare at yourself in the mirror and saw your red and puffy eyes. You kept staring blinking rapidly trying to stop the tears from forming. You stood there for what felt like years before wiping your face with a clean towel. You held your breath one last time, tightly shut your eyes only to open them again, exhale and went out of the bathroom and into your shared bedroom.

2:40 am and he's still not home. Why are you not surprised?

It was so obvious. Looking back now, you felt like a complete idiot blindsided by love. You should've seen it coming when he gave you that smile that didn't reach his eyes anymore, the way your lips touched and moved in sync but the desire to have you was gone.

"Bet you couldn't last a day without fucking me" you laughed as you teased him. You two just finished fucking and were now watching a movie when his hands travelled up to your thighs again.

"Is that a challenge?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Nahh, just stating facts" you then got this brilliant idea to get back at him for all those times he made you beg and tease you. You straddled him, bury your face onto his neck softly gliding your lips against his skin while your finger trace against his bare chest. You wore nothing but an oversized shirt of his. Nothing underneath so you're pretty sure he felt how wet you are right now. Normally, this would work. Arón never declined sex.

"Bebe" you whispered to his ear seductively and nibbled on it after.

"Shhh!!! Here comes the best part!" his eyebrows furrowed as he pointed on the screen.

Oh this was gonna be hard. "So, you're saying, you wouldn't touch me even if I am naked?" he shrugged, his lips formed an inverted smile with his eyes still glued to the TV. You then took your shirt off. And you swore you heard a soft "damn" coming from him. You just wanted to mess with him, tease him but the feeling of his skin touching yours turned you on as you start grinding him through his boxers moaning close to his ear.

Nada. No emotions.

You sighed in frustration so you decided to take it to another level. You then turned your back at him leaning on his chest, you open your legs wide and draped your legs on his. You smirked as you can already feel his growing bulge against your ass.

"I hate to fuck myself but since my boyfriend's ignoring me.... Oh well" you announced as your hand gripped his leg and your other hand start to play with your clit. Rubbing small circles and moaning softly at first. You can feel him shifting underneath you. you were surprised when he grabbed your waist and push you off of him and sat you on the side.

"Yo.. you're b-blocking the view,Y/N" he said uneasy. His hands gripped his thigh and bit his lower lip way too hard for you not to know he's about to give in.

You scoffed at him "Oh it's on!" you then place your left leg again on his right one and start to rub your clit faster than before making you moan so loud saying things like "Ohhh baby..." "Si, Arooonnn, si!" you're so wet it made it easier to switch from rubbing your clit into inserting two fingers inside you. your other hand then reached for his growing bulge. He refused to touch you but you definitely wouldn't refuse to touch him. You started palming him as you pleasure yourself earning a low growl from him. "Let me ride you baby"

You then suddenly felt his hand over yours, the one you had on your pussy and jerk it. "You drive me crazy"

sara/me:

He managed to push you away a little so he could finally flip you both over so he was now on top.

Smirking down at you he pulled down his pants, making his hard dick slap against his lower stomach.

„Open up."

You bit your lip and jerked your head back to give him easier access to hover over your face. Slowly he slid his dick in your welcoming mouth, making both of you moan out softly.

„Mhm just like that." he groaned and held onto the wall for support as you were sucking his tip seductively.

„Take it." he suddenly spoke and pushed his length into your mouth. It was always a little hard for you to fit all of him in your little mouth but he still made sure you were okay.

There was still a little space left so you nodded at him to tell him he could push his entire dick in your mouth.

„Dont want you to gag, u know that." he just mumbled but did as you told him and he slid his cock deeper.

„Ah fuck." he groaned and threw his head back in pleasure.

You could feel tears building up, he seemed to notice too because he pulled out completely. You swallowed and took a deep breath. „You good?" he spoke but you just replied by bringing his tip back to your lips.

„Mh good girl." he moaned out as you kitten licked his tip.

„On your stomach babygirl." he groaned after you had sucked on his tip for a bit.

He got off of you and stood up to get a condom from the drawer.

Meanwhile you lied down on your naked stomach and waited for him.

„Open your legs for papi." he growled as you felt a harsh smack on your left ass cheek. That made you moan out in pain but it also felt good. It wasnt hardcore pain, but you did know it would leave a spot.

You opened your legs and lifted your hips up a little.

„Yes good." you heard his deep voice behind you.

Arón grabbed a pillow and placed it under your hips for support. „Ready for my cock honey?" he asked.

„Yes papi." you moaned as a response before he slowly slid his hard cock into your trembling pussy. „Ah fuck you're always so tight." he whispered and grabbed your hips roughly.

Without hesitation he started slamming into you as if there was no tomorrow. With harsh thrusts he kept hitting your g-spot, making your eyes roll back and your mouth fall open.

Arón was moaning loudly as you could already feel him getting closer.

He changed his angle a little by aiming higher, laying down on your butt.

„Babe." he growled and suddenly grabbed you by your hair.

He he never done that before.

And he knew you didnt like it since your head was sensitive.

But that moment you were so turned on, you didnt even think of stopping his actions.

Arón fucked you roughly and fast while you were moaning out his name or cursed. You could hear him panting against your back.

„Im coming baby." he groaned and slammed into you with no mercy. You couldnt keep it any longer either.

Two last thrusts and he had you coming for him. Your body started shaking as your orgasm went through your body like lightening.

„Yes baby come on." he smacked your butt once again until he came as well. „Fuck yes." he almost screamed and jerked your head up on your hair.

It hurt but you were too concentrated on your own orgasm you didnt realize.

Your back was up against his chest while his cock was twitching in you, spilling his cum into the condom.

„Ah fuck." he breathed out as he calmed down from his intense orgasm.

You were pretty exhausted too and just expected him to cuddle you and finish the movie but he suddenly whispered:"On your back."

You were confused but followed his commands and lied down.

„Put your arms behind your back. No touching until I come back."

By nodding you agreed and he left the room without saying any more.

You waited patiently for him to come back and it was really hard not to touch yourself. You just came, yes, but your clit hadnt gotten any of his attention yet. And usually he ate you out before sex or at least rubbed your clit while he was fucking you.

It took him about 5 minutes to finally return to the bedroom, he was now wearing jeans, but his upper body was still exposed.

„Did you touch yourself baby?"

You shook your head truthfully and spoke:"No I didnt."

-„Promise?" he asked and stood in front of the bed looking at you.

„I promise daddy."

He nodded and finally climbed inbetween your legs.

„Good girl."

He spread your legs carefully before finally attaching his lips to your thighs, placing soft kisses everywhere.

This boy could really fuck you rough and tell you you're his baby a second later.

Your hands were still behind your back, just as he had told you to, while his tongue was tracing circles on your thighs and lower stomach.

„Arón." you moaned out, seeking pleasure.

He loved being called daddy or papi, but hearing you say his name was his biggest turn on. He loved your voice, and when it said his given name he got reminded how much he loves you really.

„You sure you deserve this for being such a bitch to me before?" he played.

„Arón please." you exclaimed and looked down at him.

He was just laying there, looking up at you, no part of his body touching yours anymore.

„You know what. Nah. Maybe tomorrow."

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

It's another smutty chapter.

Part 14: Desperation

“Quit touchin shit,” he mutters catching you as you try to masturbate. You thought he was sleep.

“Not when it’s mine to touch,” you counter, watching his back and waiting for him to show off. He doesn’t move as minutes pass. “Erik,” you whisper, “You’re not sleep. Why can’t you just let me borrow your tongue? You did it before.”

“Tongue machine broke. Dick machine up,” he mutters.

“NO. I want the tongue,” you reiterate.

“I know,” he says in a smiling voice that irks your soul. He knows his power.. But you're also sticking to yours.

"You can be so childish sometimes," you sigh getting up to take off the lingerie. It feels like such a waste.

“You the one with a puddle between your thighs still tryna control shit, it’s hilarious.”

You were fuming. You’d finally set your nerves aside to ask him for head, something you’d NEVER typically do just for the thickheaded negro to say NO.. Twice! It took you a while to come to an understanding as you stared at the polka-dotted lump beside you in disdain, only mildly embarrassed. You knew exactly what Erik wanted from you. He was playing a game that he expected to win by breaking you down until you relented to his sexual tyranny.

Your nostrils flare as you watch him sleep, his dreadhead smashed into the pillow. Thanks to his forced hydration, you’ve urinated enough times to fill an inflatable raft. Five times, your bladder has woken you and whispered up to your hand to slap fire out of him. The temptation has been great. The sixth time waking has you rushing to the toilet, groggy and irritated. You finally march out from the restroom slapping him on the shoulder and he doesn't stir. You shove him, his big body hardly moving, and he won’t open his eyes. He's that damn stubborn.

It's cool, I’ve got something for you, you nod. If he thinks your last move was bold, oh he'd see bold. Moving into the bathroom for a quick refresh of your nether-regions, you stick a careful finger up there to test it with a quick sniff and a quick taste. You're starting to think maybe you just don’t like the taste or mouth feel of bodily secretions in general. Looking in the mirror, you snatch your scarf off and adjust the PJ shorts and t-shirt you’d changed into after his threat. Although you wanted head, you weren’t ready for all of that extra that he wanted to do to you and you wouldn’t be intimidated into it. Erik's reign of tyranny would not commence.

Yours, however, would be effective immediately.

Watching your face in the bathroom mirror as you cackle soundlessly, mischief in your smile and intention, you turn to step from tile to carpet and pad silently back to the bed noting that Erik has not moved from that same spot that he's been buried in. That wicked smile stretches your face again. You've been a great pain in my ass, Stevens. It's my turn. You push down and kick off your shorts, not having underwear beneath and feeling the air. Suddenly this is all too real and you can feel your nerves kicking in, your heart racing. Whooshing out a calming breath, you blink and steel yourself. The A/C provides a low comforting hum in the background. No movement from Erik yet. Good. When you walk over to peek at his rugged yet youthful profile, still sleeping, you hesitate. The last time you woke him, he choked you on a reflex ingrained from his military days. You could still feel it when you thought about it. What would he do now, bite your clit off? Climbing gently back onto the bed, you throw your leg over his head and lower your pussy onto the side of his face that’s exposed, grinding. Spreading your lips, you make sure that your clit in particular wipes and grinds against his stubbly cheek. It feels good.. and bad at the same time but in the best way.

“Wake up,” you squirm. “Your country breakfast’s ready.” He still won’t move. “Eat it while it’s hot.” It's no later than 6 AM, but you've slept horribly and because of that it's time for him to pay.

He groans and breathes out deeply through his nose. “You got ya pussy on my face, ma?” His sleepy bass is so deep it makes you clench.

“I’ve got your breakfast on your face. Leftovers from last night that you’ve yet to finish. Aren’t you hungry?” Silence. You grind on his beard a bit more and wonder if he’s falling back asleep. Eventually you say ‘fuck it’ deciding to get yourself off using what you can access of his face.

“You nasty,” he mutters.

“And you’re allowing this to happen,” you contest, continuing your quest for an orgasm. His heavy hand collides against your bare ass cheek before gripping and rubbing it.

“Hella bold,” he sighs flipping over onto his back. “Go ‘head ride this tongue then.” His long pink tongue flops out and immediately the feeling amplifies. Now that he’s involved, he’s sucking and licking the right spots and making his tongue stiff for you to grind on and ride while you rock, grinding all over his lips, nose, mustache, and beard. When he snakes his arms around your thighs anchoring you down, you bite your lip containing a moan that threatens to spill. He knows what he's doing. He's got his soft lips clasped tightly on your clit and your mind goes blank, stalling like a frozen video on an old television with static. Suddenly he hums and oh my gosh... the vibrations go through you forcing your bottom lip free.

“Oh my God…”

“Mhm,” he hums, his tongue flicking for an added sensation that makes you leak. His lips suction off repeatedly with suction noises and every time, you feel yourself expand.

“Mmmmhh,” you moan breathing heavily, riding his face hard like it were a small mounted dildo or a stationary massager. “I’m gonna cum,” you gasp and he lifts you up off of his face right before you get there, flipping you onto your back. You can't stop your hips from moving as you stare up in anticipation.

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Erik's dick was hard enough to cut diamonds having been celibate for days. He hadn't even masturbated. She looked down on Y/N's body naked from the waist down. Her pussy was engorged and ready, her sticky nectar wetting her juicy inner thighs. Her eyes showed perfect submission, her chest rising and falling fast like she was in heat. He licked his lips swallowing so not to drool, crawling over top of her body, his hands grabbing hers and pinning them over her head. Her hair still smelled like every good oil and he inhaled the scent deeply, his nose at her neck. She always smelled good, he could count on it. He kissed her right there on the side of her extended neck, biting and sucking her skin softly as she panted softly in his ear, mewling like a kitten, her hips still moving desperately. He had her. As much as she'd protested, he knew it'd end up this way. It always did when he touched her like this. He chuckled, the soft skin of her throat luring him in and calling him back. Sitting up to look her in the eye, he kept a hold on her hands.

"Relax," he whispered watching her dark pupils dilate. "I'm a let you go now. I want you to get up. Get dressed. I'm taking you to breakfast and we're gonna enjoy the day." Instantly she thrashed, like he knew she would. She was pissed. It made him laugh and his head dipped down beside her neck as she shook in her tantrum. She was so mad.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME," she yelled, her lips balling like someone's mama telling them to put something back in the store. Erik was in hysterics.

"Nah, suffer, because you can't take it when someone does this shit to you. How long have you been telling me no? Hm?" She thrashed again trying to kick her legs, but it was a fruitless effort, she wasn't overpowering him. "Calm the hell down. I asked you a question, we can stay like this all morning. It's gonna suck when you gotta piss again."

"I don't know, a few times," she yelled.

"Tell the truth...," he cautioned, brows high.

"A LOT," she snapped.

"A while... See? You don’t like hearing no either! Being left to take care of your own needs when all your partner gotta do is give in? Annoying ain't it!? You see what the fuck you be putting me through?" She was seething, trying to intimidate him with a baby glare that only made him want to kiss her.. or break her. She didn't know what real malice was. She wasn't taking his words as seriously as she needed to and he was starting to lose his patience. The rougher dom was about to come through.

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You glare at him, thinking of yanking your body again to try to knee him in the balls because he won't let go! Your pussy is still clenching uncontrollably and independant of you and you've finally had enough. All you can really think is, "Fuck you, Erik. Fuck this room. Fuck your motherfuckin house. Fuck your stupid gotdamn rules!"

"I like that dirty ass mouth. You tryna kiss my dick with that mouth?"

"You're such an asshole, I don't know why I bother with your stupid confused ass! You don't even deserve it!" You jump again and he releases you a bit before slamming you down harder, restraining your wrists and and legs with his weight. You think of yelling again but then you see his eyes and your voice leaves.

That deep.. menacing.. ice cold, unpredictable, penetrating stare. All the warmth leaves your body at once replaced with a chill and for a second you wonder who.. or what.. you're actually dealing with. It's that look from that day at your apartment when something strong in you warned you to run. You can't tell if he's angry or detached, but you also can't look away. His mouth approaches your ear and you hold your breath, frozen, your eyes on what you can see of him.

---

The sudden fear in her eyes made him check his expression. He had a bad habit of letting himself a little too loose with her. He was seeing her as prey. Hunt, chase, kill.

“I clearly remember telling yo ass these nuts ain’t free. I don’t give a damn how fine you are, you won’t get any nut off me until you beg me and I mean that shit. From the wells of yo mothafuckin soul, I wanna feel the conviction in your voice tingle in my balls.. until I say it’s enough. Then and only then will I give you what you need.. and trust me, sweetheart… You need this shit.”

Her back arched off the bed and he could feel her body tremble, her shoulders harlem shaking under him like she was cold. It came straight from her spine as he put his nose in the crook of her neck. Damn, she was sensitive.

“Don’t move,” he released her wrists to push down on her pubic bone. Her whole pussy was wet and it had spread to her thick and shining inner thighs. He slapped her pussy listening for her light gasp as she twitched before rubbing with his hand up and down the lips, massaging away the sting. “Wet ass pussy and you still playing.” His finger stroked up and down teasing her entrance feeling her clench before slipping inside to feel her. Her mouth opened and her eyelids went half-mast as he watched her dysfunctional pupils stare past him, seeing nothing. The wet, squishy flesh rubbing against his middle finger made his jealous dick twitch in his briefs. It was laying all up on her though his briefs, he knew she could feel it. He slipped in a second finger and it was instantly coated as his fingers pumped back and forth, curling to tap and stimulate her g-spot.

Her chest heaved and she exhaled a loud breath that tangled with a mangled moan, her lip wedged between her teeth. Her dumb ass was still holding back as her ass tried unsuccessfully to rise up from the bed.

---

“You don’t even have a clue,” he sighs, humored by something. You keep your attention on his eyes unsure of what he’ll do next. The seconds feel like minutes as he stares through you as if reading a passage that’s inked onto your very soul. “You a fuckin brat. You know what that is? Hm?” You can feel his fingers stretch you apart and pull out only to push back in, stroking and stimulating your entrance and walls. When his rough thumb rubs over your swollen clit, it’s the sensation you’ve been subconsciously waiting for. That sweet spot. Your brain stalls again, an image stuck on stutter as your eyes roll and your eyelids blink rapidly. He knows exactly what he's doing.

“Look at me,” he orders gripping your jaw when you can't. “I said look at me. Open them pretty eyes.” His grip tightens, his fingers digging into your cheeks smushing them into a fish face that you don't have the energy to focus on. He’s never ceased his motion in your pussy and you just wanna cum. It’s right there, you can feel it close. His grip on your jaw tightens again and you force your eyes open to look up at him fighting the urge to close them.

“There you go focus them eyes on daddy. You gonna be a good girl?”

“Don’t stop. Don't you d-”

“Shut the fuck up, I'm controlling this shit. I control the pace and what we do.” He pulls his fingers out and you pout as they go directly into his mouth, his eyes still on yours. You feel yourself throb, missing the feeling of him already. “BEG. Show me how bad you want that nut.” You bite your lip. “I'm not buying it,” he whispers in a sing-song voice.

“Dude,” you whine, “I've been horny out of my mind since last night, I'm dying! Do that thing you did before with your tongue... Please, please make me cum already,” you moan, with your eyes set on his. You still remember when he edged you in your own room and left you aching for release. “Please finish!”

“We in the same boat and I'm not used to dry spells... You on the right path though. Let that freak loose,” he whispers holding your face in his hands, his thumb lightly brushing your bottom lip.

“You’re turning me the fuck on right now and I’m already soaked.”

“Mm..” He licks his lips giving you flashbacks.

“Please..”

The more you talk, the closer her gets. He has that look again.. but it's contained his time. Not so scary. He's adapting.. to you. You can't help but feel a little proud.

“Grab my dick. Pull it out… What it feel like?”

---

“Lead..” she scoffs, “A velvet bookend.”  

“...Why are you like this?” Erik shook his head, humored as her feminine fingers roamed up and down his shaft. He watched her as she bit the inside of her full bottom lip, looking up at him, her almond eyes falling all over his body in admiration as he stood shirtless with his locs free. He made his pecs dance and a fire brightened in her eyes. He could feel desire palpable and radiating from the brown goddess, her hips wide and rounding out into thick brown thighs.. the picture of perfection. She was still touching him in wonder and he caught the spark of an idea in her eyes. What you finna try, little girl?

“Let me suck it, please... Daddy?” That was the keyword. He knew she was smart. “Can I suck it? I wanna suck it so bad.”

Oh word?

“Put it in your mouth.” He was willing to bet money that she didn't know how to suck dick right. Usually, that would be a huge dealbreaker but somehow when it came to her, he always had the patience. He was confident in her ability to master anything she put her mind to. She put the tip in her mouth and sucked.

“Lick the shaft, up and down the sides,” he said watching her tongue flatten and glide up and down. “Spit on it. Make it sloppy. More of that,” he pointed out when she drooled spit onto him. She licked up and down the underside of his dick before returning the head to her mouth.

“If you bite me that's yo ass. Go ahead and suck that dick.” The longer she went, the more into she got, looking up at him through her lashes. “You tryna make daddy buss?” Her head bobbed in an affirmative, her tight lips and soft wet mouth enveloping him in warmth. Drool dripped down his shaft making him feel appreciated.

“Your life’s purpose as of right now is to please daddy as Daddy's lil angel. Convince me that you've given in completely to your role.” He rested his hands behind his back as she incorporated the use of her hands on his base. “You learn fast, baby.” The praise made her go harder. It made the head sloppier as she swirled her head around his head. He could tell she was loving it. “Twist your hands, like a pepper grinder,” he breathed, feeling like that nigga. “Keep sucking it. More, just like that.. yeaah, until I'm completely satisfied… Oh shit..” She was doing it a little too well now.

“You did this before?”

She shook her head no with a proud smile.

“My little genius.. lick them balls. Keep stroking my dick.”

---

You sucked, and licked, and stroked, and drooled as the more you did it, the more you wondered if you were doing it right. Would he ever cum? What was taking so long? He looked like he was enjoying it and you could hear his moans that had you dripping, but still no cum.

“If you think I’m that easily assuaged you must not know daddy like that,” he says suddenly reading your mind. “Surprise, my love,” he chuckles, “This shit stay hard like a jolly rancher. You gotta work harder.” You can feel it thumping in your mouth, his heartbeat. “Mm.. Do you want it down your throat baby? You want that big dick down your little throat?”

“Mhm.. mhm,” you mumble, mouth full.

“Say it. With the dick in your mouth, beg me.”

“Ah awhn ha hi hahee..,” he stares down and you add, “How hi hoat, hahee hees.”

“That’s my big girl.” You don't know how he understood you. “That’s how you ask for this dick. That’s how you get what you want. Tap my leg if you feel like you gonna throw up. We don't do that.” His dick slides back toward your throat. You can feel him pass your tonsils and you grab his thighs pulling him closer. You have no gag reflex. Surprise, nigga.

“SHIT BITCH,” he roars, cackling at the ceiling before he unleashes fire, throatfucking your face. Spit flies from your mouth and you can feel your nose run as his grip stays hard on the back of your head. You still need to breathe. “Look at me... Oooh shit. Eyes watering. I'm taking your fucking soul. Leave it on this dick, you don't need it.” When he pulls out, you pant with a thick line of drool down your chin and runny snot mixed with tears on your top lip. He goes to the bathroom to bring back tissue, wiping your nose and top lip clean. You still have drool galore.

“Spit that back on my dick... Now suck it,” he hisses, “Hands down don’t wipe it. Look at me and tell me what's rule three?”

If you own it it's yours and you'll do whatever the fuck you want with it. You mumble it around his dick as best as you can.

“I've been so damn patient, spoiling you. I ain't do half the shit I could've done to you. You were basically free. Now you don’t have a fuckin choice. I'm taking what's mine. If I hear a wait, stop, or no, I'm fucking you harder. Nod if you understand.” You nod and he pushes you off of his dick lifting you and tossing you back onto the bed before dropping over top of you. Your knees lift and you cover your face as they get pushed back out of the way, your ankles guided over his large shoulders. “Look down. I want you to watch as I fuck you.”

“I- w- LET ME SAY SOMETHING DAMMIT.”

“I don't wanna hear it, I already know! You look at the girls I fuck and you scared I’m a fuck you just like that, all rough and shit. Am I right? You scared I’m a slide this dick a lil too deep in that wet ass pussy.. hit it too good.. flip that switch and trigger something crazy. Newsflash, I already know you a freak.” His smirk is accusatory.

“Look! All I'm saying is.. slamming whatever amount of inches that is,” you point to the slimy monster that was just in your throat, “Into a 4 inch deep cavern is reckless and excessive. You’re a mathematician, Mr. Statistics, do the math on that. I’m not Cierra and my vagina has WALLS. You can’t just run through WALLS and what you won’t do is dog my pussy out. Save that energy for Ms. Bitch or whatever you named her. Ain’t no preparation in the world enough for all that.”

“You telling me how to give dick now? I give good dick on the regular. Yo ass never had it. How you gonna tell me,” he laughs. His dick pushes into you catching you off guard and sits at your pulsing entrance, heavy. “SHIT..,” you both gasp at once. He stalls allowing you to adjust. You can feel him throb as you squeeze, his eyes shut. Then he opens them, renewed anger on his face. “Oh I’m a fuck this pussy up.. Goddammit.. I'm a fuck you how you know deep down you need to be fucked and you gone take the shit like a champ.”

---

He went deeper as she slapped and shoved at his chest, arms, and stomach trying to keep him still. He'd already gotten a taste. It was too late. He slid deeper and she groaned, whimpering and whining between heavy breaths. “You finna cry,” he teased lowering his body down onto hers as his hips grinded into hers. “I got you. Go ‘head cry. Cry for daddy.” On cue her tears fell and he licked them as they slid past the outer corners of her eye, down the side of her face. Salt. He bit her quivering bottom lip as she moaned loudly, scratching his back with her nails. She couldn't control her volume, it was up and down, high pitched. "Way-way-wait," she gasped, pushing once she realized her mistake. "NO, WAIT!" His response was to slam his dick into her, over and over... stomach to stomach. She screamed and beat his back and arms with her fists while trying to squirm away. He kissed her neck, whispering in her ear. “Where you think you bout to go? You ain't going nowhere. You gone fuckin hate me. Then you gone love me.” Her nails dug roughly into his flesh and he knew he was bleeding, but it ain't phase him. He bottomed out listening as she whispered every profane word she knew.

"I feel you tryna nut. You think you deserve it?"

"Yess!" That was the only clear thing she said, the rest was unintelligible gibberish but he understood the spirit of it.

"Beg me for that nut," he grinned. He knew he was being aggravating. He planned to let her nut regardless. He was close himself. She begged and he could feel the urgency in her voice. She was so scared he'd pull out and leave her like that. Not this time though. She came hard, wailing, back to back her orgasms came... Her face and her eyes were stuck. He chuckled.

“Fuck.. you, mother..fucker, I hate you,” she cried breathlessly when she could finally talk.. an on and on.

“Your pussy ain't get that message. Listen to her.." The loud smacking in the air made his point. "She say FUCK you, she happy!” She was so wet, he could fill a cup. The loud smacking noise drove him crazy. “Make me wait all this fuckin time. You gone gimme my shit.” He lifted, flipping her over onto her stomach. “Toot that ass up. Spread your knees.”

She went straight to it and he sunk his dick into her pressing into her arch to deepen it.

“Oh you love this dick now,” he smirked, “Annoying ass brat. You know you irk the fuck outta me sometimes? You could've been had this dick, but you like to play. You like to tease a nigga till he grab you by your hair..” He gripped her kinky hair in his fist. “And fucks you till you can't think.. That's what you want?” Her moans were unceasing. He slapped her ass cheek watching it jiggle. "Words."

"Nnnmmmhh... Oh my God.."

"Come nut on this dick then." He fucked her roughly and she when she came yet again, the tears and whimpering returned full force. "Feel good?" Her body shook. He watched her spasm. Yeah, she was feeling good. Now it was his turn to chase a nut.

He fucked her like her name was Cierra and she'd broken ten rules, his hand gripping the back of her neck and her face in the comforter. He fucked her like he'd just lost a friend from a hit that went wrong and didn't have a chance to feel it. All of his anger and frustration and regret went into her pussy until he was sweating buckets and grunting.

She'd stopped moving. He looked down suddenly fearful, his heart skipping a beat.. slowing his stroke down a bit. "Y/N?.. Angel?"

She shuddered, blowing out a tired breath and her ass jumped in a twitch. He sighed in relief as he increased his pace again.

She panted desperately. Say no if you want, he laughed to himself. She couldn't talk.

"I'm a fuckin marry you," he gaped in awe. "I thought yo ass was dead. Hold up," he smirked, hand still dripping the back of her neck. "Daddy finna power up.. yeaah," he chuckled listening to her whimper. "Missed time, my angel... This yo fuckin fault..," he breathed staving off his nut with a grunt. "..Yo fuckin fault."

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Absolution (Part 3)

A/N: Hey guys! Finally, I finished this chapter...took me a long time, mostly because I didn’t feel like it was good. Like, at all. But, I’m sort of happy with it now, even though it’s still very bad lol. So John is kinda OOC? He’s def more...aggressive? But I wanted a soft boi John, so that’s what you’re gonna get ;p Also, I’m aware he uses a tattoo gun usually, but??? The carved sin aesthetic called to me. He and Joseph carved their sins, and cross them out once they overcome them, so if he was trying to romance her then?? He might do this?? Don’t judge me.  I know I said this was supposed to lead to must, but I’m not sure now? I like where I ended it. Maybe if I find the inspiration, I’ll write another chapter, but as of rn, this is the last one. Let me know what you think! 

Part 1 -Part 2 -Part 3

Tagging: @obscure-fae @aliciawentzshadows

Pairing: John Seed x OC (Maggie) 

Warnings: MAJOR CUTTING/SELF HARM TRIGGER WARNING! There is blood! He carves her sin into her flesh! If mentions of cutting or blood trigger you, PLEASE DONT READ!!! Don't sacrifice your mental health for my thirsty ass. Other than that, gentle boi John, dub-con if ya squint. I’m going to hell. 

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His thumb stroked her jaw, pressing lightly into her throat. Felt her pounding heartbeat beneath his fingertips. Regarding her thoughtfully, John leaned closer, pressing his nose to her hair and breathing. Maggie let her eyes close, enjoying the warmth his body gave off. He dragged his lips to her ear, making sure she felt every movement.

He implored her to confess. To reveal her deepest, darkest secrets, no matter how petty. No matter how small. To rip open her ribcage so he could see the tangled mess of sin that lay beneath.

And she did.

She breathed out everything she could think of, pouring her heart between stuttering breaths, focusing only on the man in front of her. It was as if a weight was being lifted from her shoulders; Maggie found herself rambling more and more, sharing more of herself than she’d ever imagined she could. His gaze remained fixated on her, as if nothing else existed. It stirred a warmth in her gut that burned down to her toes. The attention positively ached, and yet, she never wanted him to look away. So she divulged her soul, hoping to keep those blue depths on her for just a bit longer. She confessed her greed. Her sloth. Her pride.

When she reached lust, Maggie hesitated. John tilted his head, licking his lips. As if he could taste her sins. He chuckled in response to her silence, gently stroking her cheek. Leaning closer, John nudged his nose against hers, warm breath fanning over her face.

She didn’t need to vocally confess her sin; it was written all over the way she moved, the goosebumps spreading across her flesh, the whimper she let out as his grip tightened just slightly against her throat. But he made her anyway. Eagerly awaited the words he knew would fall from her lips. Maggie whispered how she’d felt about him from the moment they’d met; how she’d dreamed of him every night since. Every unholy thought she’d ever had was voiced for him to judge.  His resulting groan made her toes curl, watching as his eyes darkened.

“I know your sin…”

His voice must’ve dropped an octave, a mere growl compared to his usual cocky tone. It took everything Maggie had not to moan aloud; although, at this point, she might as well have. There was nothing she could hide from him. Not now.

His lips brushed against hers as he spoke,

“At first, I thought it must be wrath, or envy...but now, I see. Your sin...is lust.”

A shudder ran down her spine. Of course it was. She knew he was right. He could see right through her. And oddly, she didn’t mind. She wanted him to see her; to weed out her sins and lead her to the salvation his brother had promised. It terrified her. But he knew that too, grazing his nose across her cheek, delicately running his thumb along her jaw.

Laying his palm flat against her sternum, he paused for a moment, relishing in the pounding of her heart.

“But that’s alright.”

Slowly, deliberately, he dragged his hand down her front, between her breasts, stalling just above her navel. Pushing away from the tree, careful not to move too far from her body, John’s other hand gripped her wrists. With a steadiness she envied him for, John raised her arms above her head, pressing just a tad harder than was necessary; she could feel the bark digging into her skin, sure to leave marks.

“Pain is the gateway to forgiveness. Only after you’ve been punished for your sins, can you be cleansed of them.”

Leaning in closer, John almost snarled into Maggie’s ears,

“You will leave your hands where I have placed them. Do not move until your atonement is complete. Am I understood?”

The authority in his tone gave her chills. She knew exactly what he wanted to hear, and unlike last time, she didn’t hesitate to give it to him.

“Yes.”

The growl he released was more of a moan, and Maggie could tell he was enjoying this more than he let on. One look down would’ve told her for sure, but she didn’t dare. Instead, she held his gaze, blue eclipsed by his blown out pupils.

“Are you ready, Maggie?”

Gasping her confirmation, she watched in fascination as a wicked grin found his lips, falling to his knees in front of her. It took her breath away; she had to dig her nails into her palms just to keep her arms steady.

Maggie was so caught up in the sight of John Seed, on his knees before her like she was the altar he worshiped at, she nearly missed him reaching back, retrieving a small knife.

She flinched at the snap the blade made as he flipped it open, breathing escalating in a mixture of fear and pure excitement. This was it. She would be free. She would be pure. He would lead her to Eden, where she would finally be free from her sins.

God, when had she become this person?

Slowly, as not to startle her, he lifted her shirt, letting his fingers graze her skin the entire time. She’d never considered herself sensitive, but Jesus she could tell her jeans were absolutely soaked. If he noticed, he didn’t mention it. Letting the fabric bunch around her waist, John skimmed his palms along her hips, catching her gaze as he popped the button of her jeans with a flourish.

Maggie’s knees trembled. With a calculated leisure, John slipped his long fingers into the band of her jeans, tugging at them to reveal the patch of skin just above her panty line. It was pure torture. And god, the look on his face as his eyes devoured her skin, his own excitement evident in both his expression, and through his pants.

A soft sigh slipped past her lips, eyes fluttering closed as his touch warmed every inch of her exposed flesh. Maggie could feel his breath against her navel with every exhale, and it was driving her insane.  

It was the cool touch of metal that snapped her, briefly, from her daze, a spike of fear stabbing her heart. What was she doing? This was absolutely psychotic; and yet, she couldn’t move her arms, her breath caught in her throat as the blade just grazed across her skin. As if sensing her unease, John pressed a chaste kiss against her hip, sending her hurtling back towards that fuzzy state of mind.

“Shhh, pet, you’re alright. This is going to hurt, okay? But I know you can handle it, I know you can find redemption...I believe in you, just trust me…”

L

The first incision wasn’t as bad as she’d feared. A hard sting, sure, but something she could deal with. However, the moment he began to drag the knife down, slicing her skin like it was butter, she could help but cry out, biting down on her lip so hard she tasted blood. John never stopped speaking, muttering praises as he went.

“You’re doing so well, little lamb, barely even moving, I'm so proud of you, pet…”

He gave a brief pause between letters, allowing a short reprieve for her to remember how to breathe. He must’ve been looking at her, but Maggie’s eyes were screwed shut, digging her nails into her palms. She refused to move her arms down, determined to finish her atonement. To make John proud.

U

The next letter was just as bad as the first, if not worse. She could feel blood dripping down her legs, staining her jeans red, even as John attempted to control the blood flow. Still, she didn’t move, gritting her teeth to the pain.

S

This was by far the worst one, the blade twisting into her flesh to form the correct shape. She couldn’t help the screams escaping her throat, tears flowing freely down her cheeks.  He was trying so hard to be gentle, always praising her, a firm hand holding her hips to the bark.

“We’re almost done, you’re being so good for me, pet...I knew you would be perfect, I'm going to take such good care of you…”

T

The euphoria she felt as the last letter was carved surprised her. She was still whimpering, trembling from shock and dizzy from blood loss; but it felt good. She was freed.  John was immediately by her side, pressing a cloth to her fresh wounds, gently lowering her arms to rest around his neck.

Maggie could barely hear him as he continued murmuring in her ear, something about salvation? She could've sworn he mentioned walking through Eden's Gate together, about exploring the new paradise side by side. The thought made her heart flutter, even as her eyes slipped shut.

Encouraging her to hold the makeshift bandage, he bent, sweeping one arm under her knees while tightly gripping her waist. Maggie had no will to fight, nuzzling gently into his neck. He was so warm… she could've laid there forever.  Something in her addled mind warned her she might not have a choice in that matter.  It was too faint to be sure. Dismissing the thought, Maggie breathed in John’s scent,  mumbling what she hoped resembled a ‘thank you ‘.

She might’ve imagined his smile. Some part of her slipping subconscious might’ve convinced her that he’d pressed a meaningful kiss against her temple. But there was no way she could mistake his words, the sound echoing in her head as sleep overtook her.

“Let’s get you home, pet…”