#fictional story

[keithkog]

I had a picnic with Lance while watching the sunset, here’s how it went, and the struggle to actually GET THERE. Warning for chaos.

Lance’s family helped me prepare a picnic basket and also fill it. I mean I only had just gotten out of Garrison containment so I didn’t have much time to make anything myself. I was able to help with the finishing touches to some of the desserts before having to put everything in.

Shout out to Lance’s mom and Nadia (Lance’s niece) for the food.

We had planned to meet on the roof of the Garrison at 19:30, and the time was 19:15 ish. The time it would take me to get to the roof would be about 20 minutes. Due to this, I had to run upstairs and get a blanket from a closet. I was panicking a little as I picked up everything, put it on my bike, and floored it towards the Garrison.

I’m glad nothing fell of the bike, with how fast I was driving. Anyways after getting to the Garrison I headed upstairs with the basket and blanket. However.. Okay so the Garrison started making their own patrol bots. Since humans are a bit behind when it comes to technology, they have been wanting to catch up.

Catching up, and trying to do so by rushing the process, means these robots have quite a few errors. I ended up colliding with one and.. Yep now the basket was toppled and some of the desserts spilled out on the floor.

Another robot came along to clean it, but then took the basket too!! Like it just, scooped it up like it was garbage! I couldn’t open the robot for it and didn’t know what to do. I still had the blanket in my arms, and had to think fast.

I went over to the kitchen and grabbed meal bars, drinks, and 2 prewrapped burgers. Like most government food, it wasn’t the best, but honestly I had to bring something and it didn’t feel like a picnic without food.

When I finally was on the roof I was 10 minutes late. I had to explain to Lance what happened between apologies and me spreading out the blanket. He laughed though, and said we had mishaps all the time. Taking them in stride is nothing new to the both of us. We laughed, and then bonded over our mutual hate of government food.

Lance has a comfy shoulder. I don’t know why I always have the urge to lean on his side and put my head there, but I do. I’m not falling asleep, I’m not.

-Keith

[dear-satan]

school bathroom

professor!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!Reader summary: you fuck your lecturers in the school bathroom warning: sexual content, age gap, cock warming

A large male hand muffled the moan that escaped your lips. Your back was arched and all the weight of your body rested against the toilet where you were locked in with your unearthly handsome professor - Leon Kennedy.

"Shh, baby" Leon leaned into your ear clamping his other hand on your buttock. He was in you up to your balls and his penis was kissing your cervix making your legs feel like cotton wool. "I don't think you want anyone to hear us" He slid half out of you, drunk on the sight of your soaked pussy. He'd wanted to taste it for a long time, in fact ever since he'd seen you at your first lessons in that whore skirt. You looked so innocent then…. God, he would have fucked you in that moment in front of everyone, never mind the consequences. "You're so tight baby…" He exhaled straightening up. In one swift movement, he plunged all the way into you again, and his hand moved from your mouth to your hair, tugging at it. Under the impact of this you arched your back even further - if that was at all possible - biting your lip while holding back your whimpering.

"Mr Kennedy…" you whispered tapping your nails against the porcelain tank. If it wasn't for the fact that you were in the school loo you would have made the most pornographic sounds you could afford.

"Mr Kennedy, huh?" his movements became more aggressive, pulling your hair even further in his direction "Are we in damn lessons?" a small smile crept onto his face "Or maybe you'd like me to fuck you in front of everyone? How about that?" The hug on your bare buttocks was sure to leave bruises the next day.

You closed your eyes letting the air out through your nose. His thick penis was ruining your pussy from the inside giving you sensations you didn't even know about. You moved your trembling hand to your swollen clit, stimulating it. You wanted to feel even more, you wanted to be in heaven, to reach for the stars. "L-Leon plea-" your heart stopped for a moment as did Leon's thrusts. You both froze like rocks when two schoolgirls entered the bathroom talking and laughing out loud.

Leon let go of your hair and was immediately met with your horrified look, which only spurred him on further. He put a finger to his lips letting you know to be quiet. His pelvis hugged your ass. He simply began to fuck you suppressing his sigh, ignoring the fact that outside the cubicle you were locked in were female students who could hear you at any moment.

Tears appeared in the corners of your eyes from the onslaught of emotions. You prayed in your mind that the two girls would get out of the bathroom as soon as possible, feeling your orgasm approaching you by big steps. It was the same with Leon, by the way - his movements became sloppy and incredibly fast heralding his own high. His cock was hitting your G-spot making you accidentally press cum, which turned out to be a hit. The girls were abashed by the presence of someone else and hurriedly left the bathroom.

"H-holy shit!" you shouted, alternately moaning and sighing. "F-fucking God… Y-yes…" Leon failed to silence you. Your voice only added a cold shiver down his spine as his own cock began to pulsate releasing streaks of cum decorating your cervix. You didn't lag behind either - you howled his name like a slut, clamping down on him. Your whole body was trembling with excitement combined with fatigue and if it hadn't been for Leon's hands, you would have slid to the floor long ago.

And it was just the beginning of your day at university….

[ryuwonieebae]

𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓

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𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐒 (에스쿱스), Imagines, One-shot

Genre : fluff, romance

Pairing : Dad!Seungcheol x fem!reader

Warning : use of pet names, Scoups is scared of y/n!

A/n : This fanfiction is purely based on my imagination only. It's totally fictional. I hope this is good enough to make you guys happy. I'm still learning to write creatively. Thank you for supporting me. It means a lot to me. Thanks to my besties too<3...

When you thought that your daughter is a soft girl but boy she proved you wrong...

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"Mommy! mommy!" your 5-year-old daughter came running excitedly while calling out to you. Her excitement made you curious. With her tiny steps, and her dimple smile which she inherited from her dad, she looked even more adorable.

"Slow down, sweetheart. You might fall" you said in your most calming tone, slowly crouching down to her height.

"It doesn't matter. But what matters now is that I punched a boy!" she stated while giving you an innocent smile while your jaw dropped.

"You did what!? Choi Seung-hee! It's not–"

"Before you scold me listen to the story. So, actually what happened was (a huge sigh). I-was-minding-my-own-business-when-that-kid-came-and-started-teasing-me-and-it-made-me-angry-an–"

"Okay okay enough, I got the point but still punching someone isn't a good deed, right"

Seunghee nodded

"What if he tells about it to his parents? You might get scolded, sweetheart" even though you were disappointed, you couldn't be mad at your daughter. After all, she's just 5.

"Don't worry, mommy. I blackmailed him by saying that I'll will smack him again and again if he told about it to anyone" that's when you realised who could be behind this drama.

"You know what? Go to your room, dear. I'll talk to you later" with a reassuring smile, you sent your daughter back to her bedroom.

[FLASHBACK]

"Yah! YOU! ASPARAGUSEU! How DARE you touch my book!?

"I just touched it! You shorty!"

"You touched it!" you hit his head so hard that he felt like the whole world started to spin. Anger took over 10-year-old Seungcheol as he pulled 8-year-old y/n's braid causing her to flinch. You roared and pulled his short hair back which ended up being a big fight for no reason.

The front door opened revealing excited Seungcheol with two bouquets, one larger than the other filled with colourful roses and chocolates while the other one was decorated with baby breaths and a cute teddy bear.

Seunghee ran towards him with a wide grin, showing off her dimple. Seungcheol dropped his things and carefully placed the bouquets on the ground while crouching as soon as he saw his adorable daughter heading towards him. He scooped his daughter and embraced her, placing kisses all over her face.

Seunghee giggled and whispered something in Seungcheol's ear which he responded by nodding his head. He carefully put his daughter as if she's fragile. He made a shushing sound cutely and tiptoed into the house like a pro thief with his daughter following her dad's act.

"CHOI SEUNGCHEOL... "

Seungcheol stopped in his tracks and turned around only to catch the sight of you shooting death glares at him. He was panicking but managed to form a fake smile.

"I need an explanation" shiver ran down his spine at your demanding tone. No one would've expected the most fearsome person to be scared of his wife. Seunghee sprinted away while Seungcheol went after his precious wife.

"Explain"

"Babe, Seunghee told me that a kid is teasing her. I don't want our daughter to be bullied so"

"So?"

"I'm the one who told her to punch the boy"

"Do know how problematic and spoiled she could become if you kept telling her to hit kids and spoiling her. I wonder if she has anger issues at this age"

"I know but don't you think she has to know how to protect herself and about her anger, I don't think you need an explanation. We're her parents after all"

"She's just a kid, Cheol. Plus, as her parents we should take proper action by telling to the teacher not influencing her to hit someone"

Seungcheol took hold of your hand and made you sit on the soft bed when he noticed how much you were getting stressed. He slowly caressed your hand leisurely and pestered a kiss on your temple, washing away all your stress.

"I'm sorry, okay? Don't forget that we also used to be like this when we were her age"

Seungcheol apologised sincerely and fondled your 7-month belly delicately.

"You shouldn't be stressed, remember? It's not good for our baby"

"Sometimes I indeed wanna punch your papa but I'm afraid that his charming visuals will be ruined. Life is cruel isn't it?" you questioned your unborn baby who had no idea what was going on.

"Look who's speaking about cruelty" Seungcheol rolled his eyes in a teasing way only to earn a hard smack from you.

"Okay okay calm down my raging wife" he uttered while patting your head, embracing you, and planting butterfly kisses on your neck and your belly. You tittered stroking Seungcheol's blonde hair knowing how your unborn baby will grow up having a big sister like Seunghee.

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[ddeonuluvrr]

You are socially drained after work

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S.coups 💋 -

he would immediately catch on to your weary state, he wouldn’t say anything at first but later he would have a meal prepared for you as he knows you enjoyed his cooking.

He would make sure you ate everything, soon after he would embrace you into a long embosom leaving soft kisses along your law for comfort as he led you over to the couch to cuddle

holding you in his arms making sure you were comfortable, he turned on a show, turning the volume low so he didn’t disturb you. He fondled with your hair, finally you slowly doze off knowing you are safe in the arms of someone who will never let go.

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📌 this is all fictional - written for fun! 📌

[lcnelyghost]

forbidden love//dandy mott

pairings; dandy mott, female reader

rating; pg13!

warnings; mentions of death, gore, murder, harsh language

summary; our infamous dandy finally falls in love, although his mother has other plans for her son, and forbids him from seeing you any longer.

Dandy wasn’t like most young men his age. He didn’t want love. He didn’t need it. He thought he was incapable of loving someone. He never wanted kids or to be wed. All Dandy really had time for was himself. But that soon changed when he met you..

You were the most breathtaking human being Dandy had ever laid his eyes upon. Most girls disgusted him, but you only resembled the true meaning of perfection.

From you’re looks to you’re voice, even you’re kindness and gentle words, Dandy craved to have every single bit of you. Everything he had once truly despised on having changed so suddenly. Now, he wanted you as his wife. He wanted to be the father of you’re children to swing them around up in the air and hear their roaring laughter filling his ears.

You were the woman Dandy longed to be with. He needed you. You had proved that you had the capability to soothe all his negative thoughts. The only one who would actually listen to him express his opinion about something. You made him want to be the best he could be. And surprisingly, he adored that feeling with every bone in his body.

Gloria however, had other plans about you and her son. The minute she introduced you both was the minute she had realised she’d made a huge mistake.

She was extremely jealous of you. She hated how you were the only one who could make her own son the happiest man on earth. The only female in his life he’d actually ever listened to. That was her job! She was supposed to be Dandy’s favourite woman of all time. That was something that was never to change in her books.

You were young, beautiful, free, and just absolutely perfect. Gloria wanted that. She’d wanted that her whole life! Now someone else had the opportunity to waltz in and take away the only thing she had left? Hah! Yeah, right. It’s not as if killing you hasn’t crossed her mind already. She’d do everything in her power to make sure you were far, far, far away from her son.

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“When should we be expecting Y/n? I thought you said she’d be arriving half an hour ago.” Dandy huffed. He began to pick at the food that sat out in front of him. A fresh, well made piece of lamb slightly drizzled in mint sauce. All the extras he’d requested the chef to make lay on the side of his plate. Though he hadn’t acknowledged any of it, let alone even taken a bite.

“Darling, some people have a tendency to put other requirements first. Besides, isn’t this lovely? We haven’t sat and enjoyed a meal in peace for quite some time now!” Gloria smiled brightly but Dandy just scoffed in reply.

He slowly started to tap his feet in extreme annoyance. You were his saviour when it came to boring meals with his Mother. She’d go on about the most unsatisfying things to the two of you, and she certainly wasn’t afraid to throw in some snide remarks about you whilst explaining whatever shit she was talking about.

And as pathetic as she was, she never thought Dandy would notice or even bat an eyelid. But he always heard the rude comments she made about you being with her son. Maybe one day he’d cut her tongue off if she wasn’t careful enough..

“Alright, this is a complete joke. You promised me that Y/n would be here. Yet, she’s not even been in contact to say she was coming for dinner tonight..” Dandy grumbled and took a long, hard sip of his wine. His Mother could tell he was getting extra pissed.

“Dear, she’s not coming.”

Dandy slowly looked up at Gloria, blue eyes sparkling with rage.

“What???”

“She will not be joining us tonight. I made sure the room was taken off the hook so she wouldn’t be able to disrupt either of us. I wanted us to have our own little night in. Just you and I!” She tried to laugh it off, but out of nowhere Dandy swung his glass and threw it at the wall with a loud crash.

Gloria’s shoulders jumped in surprise as she tried her best to remain calm. No doubt this would turn into another tantrum..

“Lying again, aren’t you Mother!” Dandy spat. He practically smashed all his plates and glasses before marching up to the playroom.

“Oh Dandy..” Gloria whimpered slightly. She was quick to follow behind him and watched the raging young man stomp his way up the stairs. Her little heels echoed off the dazzling, marble flooring.

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Dandy finally reached his destination and barged through the playroom doors. He paced up and down the room angrily. Every so often loudly grunting and groaning in frustration.

Gloria entered the room to see her son waltzing around the place in his current fit of pure rage. Dandy noticed her presence and shot her a cold, frightening glare. He saw the fearful look in her eyes and felt quite smug for a moment.

“Come now, Dandy. No more of this, eh? We can have our little night in just as planned.” She said softly. Dandy took a few steps closer to her, and she hesitantly began to back away.

“You honestly think I don’t know why you’re doing this. It’s rather obvious that you’re quite frankly playing the role of the green eyed monster. Raising you’re ugly head whenever she’s here.. you’re jealous, Mother. Jealous that i’ll abandon you and run away with the woman I truly love…”

“Dandy…”

“The way you speak of her is disgusting. She’s the one woman who truly cares for me. Not like yourself, of course. In fact, when have you EVER truly cared?”

“Dandy, don’t…

“No, Mother! Let’s talk about it! When have you ACTUALLY decided to show me you really care?? I don’t recall a single time where you’ve ever shown ANY sort of concern over me. It’s all been her! HER, HER, HER, HER!”

“YOU CANNOT AND WILL NOT BE WITH YOU’RE SO CALLED ‘LOYAL’ LITTLE SLUT! THAT GIRL ISN’T A WOMAN ENOUGH FOR YOU AND YOU KNOW THAT DANDY!” Gloria finally snapped. Dandy quickly managed to back her into a corner and all the anger that had been bubbling and brewing inside of him decided that it wanted to be let out at once.

“WHAT? AND YOU THINK YOU HAVE BEEN?? IF ANYONE WERE TO ASK ME WHAT THE DEFINITION OF A TRUE MOTHER IS, I WOULDN’T KNOW WHAT TO TELL THEM! ALL THOSE YEARS THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN SPENT ON RAISING ME WERE THE SAME YEARS YOU THOUGHT YOU CAME FIRST BEFORE YOU’RE OWN CHILD! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CRITICISE ANY OTHER WOMAN!! LET ALONE THE WOMAN I WOULD GIVE MY VERY LIFE TO!!” Dandy fought back his tears and screamed right in his Mother’s face, shaking her shoulders violently as he desperately wanted her to see his true emotions.

“How dare you… HOW DARE YOU!” Gloria slapped her son with a harsh smack to his face. Dandy stumbled back a little and looked her dead in the eye. He grabbed a knife from his toy chest and admired the sharp blade. It shone off of the moonlight sky and Gloria was considering if she’d been met by her very demise.

“You know, some people don’t exactly need to have a heart. What’s the purpose of having one if you don’t decide to show evidence of it?” He slowly walked towards closer to his mother until he was right up where he needed to be. Their noses were at the tip of touching and both were breathing rather heavily. Gloria yelped suddenly when Dandy placed a strong hand on her neck.

“Dandy, please..” she pleaded. And with that, her beloved son stuck the blade directly into her chest. He let out a shaky breath and watched her struggle for air as it was practically sucked from her lungs. Soon, her breathing completely stopped and she’d now just lived through her very last moments. Her corpse fell to the floor as she currently lay dead before Dandy.

He choked on a sob before whisking out a handkerchief and drying his tear stained cheeks. The now, new orphan gave his nose a soft blow before tossing the hanky to the ground.

His sobs began to stop and he giggled quietly. Those giggles soon turned into roaring, maniacal laughter. He found the will to end his sudden boost of excitement and stared out the window in deep thought. Soon, Dandy would make sure you realised that when he said he would kill for you, he meant it quite literally more than the other scummy men who roamed the streets. Dandy would protect you in any way he needed to. And as we all know, that man isn’t afraid to take the life of ANYONE who dares to stand in his way.

[thedirtygrid]

LEWIS AND GEORGE’S NAUGHTY GAME AFTER WINNING THE BRAZILIAN GP, FEATURING YOU (A Short Fantasy Story)

The outline of this story was requested by a follower.

WARNINGS - 18+ Strong sexual content

Summary: You are George Russell’s physio for the weekend and have to take some time massaging his sweaty body once he wins the race. This is when he gets you to do things to him you never even imagined, and then Lewis reveals a huge secret…

The moment had finally come! After a whole season of no winning, the boys had finally done it. George Russell has won the 2022 Brazilian Grand Prix, with Lewis finishing second! You were so proud, you wanted to hug them both the second they got out the car.

You were George’s physio for the weekend, stepping in for his usual colleague, who had fallen ill the previous week. You presumed George would be seriously stiff after a hard, long race so started preparing yourself for when he arrived after the podium celebrations.

When George arrived in the room, he closed the door behind him, leaving it as just the two of you. He sat down on the sofa and let out a huge sigh of relief. “I can’t believe we did it!” He said while undoing his race suit, revealing his bare chest as he dropped the top half of his suit to the floor. You couldn’t help but notice that he looked delicious.

His Abs were fully popping out after the long race, and you noticed his arms looked very veiny. He slipped his racing shoes off, plonked them on the side near his feet, and took another deep sign while sitting back to relax.

You went over to give George a quick hug to congratulate him. As you did this you were surprised at how wet his body still was. His bare skin was smothered with sweat, and he was very warm to the touch. “I’m so proud of you! And of Lewis too” you added.

“More proud of me though I hope, I’m the one that won the race…” he responded. “I’ve been ahead of Lewis all year, and I’m set to finish ahead of him in the standings, so not bad at all really….”

He sat looking proud of himself as he put his arms behind his head and relaxed. “Can you start on my feet and legs, they’re so stiff” he asked.

“Of course, anything you want George” you responded.

You bent down to rest on the floor by his feet, and started massaging them. They were very warm to the touch, and the size of them made your hands look tiny. “You not gonna take my socks off too?” He added.

“Sure” you said while slipping off his white socks. They were definitely sweaty, but you had to remain professional as this was your job. You started feeling and massaging his feet for him.

“Ahhhh, beautiful” he commented as you ran your hands up and down them. “Do you think my feet are big?” he asked you

You didn’t quite know how to react, but responded with “yes I do, biggest I’ve ever had to physio”

“Haha I thought so, I’m quite proud of them, you know. You’ve probably noticed I always go on about how big the size of my shoes are, I think it’s pretty impressive…”

Before you could respond to him he added “and you know what it means if a guy has big feet…” he looked down at you and smirked.

You pretend to act dumb. “Oh yeah…what does it mean then?” You said while continuing to rub his feet.

“Pass me your hand” he said.

So you did. He moved your hand to his abs and placed them there. They were sticky to touch, you presumed it was a mixture of sweat and champagne. The feeling was good. He then started to slowly move your hand down, past his bellybutton and down into his boxer shorts.

“George!” You exclaimed

He didn’t listen and placed your hand on his hard cock, it was fully erect at this point. “Big feet…big cock” he whispered to you as you placed a firm grip on him

“You said you’d do anything I wanted, didn’t you?” He asked.

You blushed… “yeah…but what if…” he didn’t let you finish talking when you felt him tense up, and the tip of his dick roll out of his foreskin while you touched it. He felt warm, and already felt wet as well as pre-cum started to drip down your finger.

You started jerking him off, big strokes as he lay there, you could tell he was loving it.

He lowered his pants to down near his ankles as you continued to tug on his hard cock. “I need to go and do my interviews soon, so jerk faster!” he demanded. You were now starting to sweat as you tugged up and down on him. Your grip was tight and hard, you didn’t know how it wasn’t causing him discomfort, but he sat there with his eyes closed enjoying the feeling of your hands and moaning at the pleasure you were giving him

“Spit on it” he said to you. So you did - a lump of spit fell onto his tip, and you took extra care when rubbing it all in.

“Harder” he added.

You stroked his cock harder and faster than ever, you could feel sweat starting to drip off your forehead. You took your time to admire the view of his abs tensing while you gave him pleasure, until all the tension was released and huge beads of cum came flying out of him. You felt him throb as you gripped him, spewing out all over his abs.

When he had finished, he looked down at you as you dropped his cock to one side. “You’re not done yet” he added while smirking. “I’ve gotta go and do interviews now, I can’t be covered in my own milk.”

“Clean me up” he told you.

You went to reach for a towel when he grabbed your arm. “Where you going? Clean me up” he pointed to your mouth and slid his finger inside it. He rubbed his index finger on your tongue while repeating “clean me up”

You now understood what he meant…

His abs were covered with a thick layer of milky goo that he had just released from his huge balls. You started by rubbing it with your hand to see what the consistency was like…It was as thick and slimy as it looked, warm too.

You bent forward and placed your mouth on his abs, while sucking up the cum he had just released from inside of him. It tasted sour and salty, but somehow nice…it turned you on the thought of how you caused him to cum like this, and now you get to clean him up.

At this point there was a knock on the door “hello!” Said the man from outside.

“Shit” George said while quickly standing up, some cum still sticking to his abs, while he pulled his race suit back over him.

You wiped your lips of any residue cum on the side, and swallowed to free your mouth to speak.

George gave your arse a quick grab while moving to the door and opening it.

“Ah! Hello Lewis” he stated. “She’s a gooden!” He added while walking away

You couldn’t believe it, lewis stepped into the room and closed the door behind him just as George left.

“I need a massage” said Lewis “I’m so stiff”, this race was a killer”

Lewis sat down in the exact same place you had just been pleasuring George with your own bare hands…

“Can I get the same as what George had?” Lewis asked, without realising what you had actually given George.

“Of course, I’ll start with your feet and legs and see how you feel after.” You acted casually and professionally, you wanted to do your job properly and not fall into the same trap George set up.

You went to kneel down next to Lewis’ shoes, which he still had on, as you wiped to the side a few hairs that were dangling down on the front of your face from your fringe. You noticed your hand smelt like George’s cock and his cum…you felt embarrassed, as much as you enjoyed the smell, and you hoped Lewis wouldn’t notice.

You started the massage. Lewis was smaller than George, but he still had strong muscly legs and manly feet, you noticed, as you massaged them. “Can you do my back now?” He asked.

“Of course!” You were relieved he had asked for his back to be done as you enjoyed doing that even more. He lay face down as you started massaging his back. You could see the sweat dripping down his tattoos as he lay there, you noticed every detail as your hands glossed over his muscles.

Jerking off George had made you horny, and this was making you even hornier.

This is when Lewis slowly took one of your hands and placed it in his mouth. He took his time to suck on your fingers, and savour the taste of them.

“Shit that’s the hand I jerked off George with” you thought to yourself as he sucked on them. You noticed his back muscles twitch while he was sucking on them and he let out a groan of pleasure at the same time.

“These taste good….now Kiss me” he added. Lewis sat up and You leant in to kiss him. You spent a considerable amount of time making out, his tongue entered your mouth and yours entered his. You traded a lot of saliva in the process.

“Lie down” he told you

While you positioned yourself on the physio bed, he started pulling his boxer shorts off, you noticed his cock was just as big as George’s, and it was dripping with pre cum. He slowly slid it inside your pussy and at the same time mentioned “I’ve got a secret, do you want to know it?”

He started thrusting into you while he asked.

“Mhm” “argh” you groaned as he positioned himself inside of you. “Tell me”

He positioned his head next to yours, allowing you to lick his sweaty, thick neck. You noticed how it tasted sweet, like the champagne he had just been sprayed with, but also salty with the sweat he was also covered with. “I saw what you and George were doing in here…I’ve got CCTV in this room…”

You blushed and didn’t know what to say…At the same time he thrusted deeper and harder into you while adding “I watched the whole thing…I saw you jerking his hard cock…I saw you licking up his cum….”

He continued to fuck you hard and deep at the same time, this meant you were too deep in pleasure to fully respond to him, you just allowed him to keep talking.

“George and I have a special bond together you see” he added while thrusting even harder into you.

“We share and fuck girls together…” he added while groaning at the tightness of your walls that surrounded him.

“And we’ve chosen you…..”

He paused, before letting out a huge groan while biting the side of your neck. You felt his cum shoot inside of you, it filled you up completely…You could feel the milky substance float inside you as he lay on top.

You wish you could’ve tasted him to compare him to George , but he also felt so good inside of you.

“Meet us at my hotel room after the team have finished packing up…we’ll both be waiting” he whispered into your ear while he slowly slid his cock out of you. You felt a rush of cum leak out as he left.

You couldn’t believe it, George and Lewis had set up a trap to test if you were good enough for their little game. Their game which involved taking turns fucking you, or even fucking you at the same time…and they wanted you to meet them at the hotel later today. Did this mean you had passed the test? If so, what would that mean? Would that mean you got them both at the same time? You hoped so….part of you craved the idea, and the other part was nervous about it.

Lewis stood up and dressed himself. As he walked to the door he turned back to you and said “remember, my hotel later…room 300, it’s the penthouse”

“I’ll be there” you responded while still lying down on the bed, you could still feel his warm milk inside of you.

“And I’ll be taking this with me…” lewis said while opening the door.

He had your panties up by his face, pressed against his nose as he took a big inhale of them. “Mhm, can’t wait to taste where this came from later” he said while shoving the panties down his own boxers, before closing the door behind him.

You lay there and wondered what on earth was going on. You thought about how his cock was now resting on your panties as he walked around the paddock. You felt lucky.

You checked the time and prayed that it would go fast…you were too excited for the hotel….you wondered what they might do to you this time. You couldn’t wait.

…To be continued ;) part two coming soon.

[talesofliia]

Enjoy, Don’t Fight.

Enjoy watching your favorite movies and series, shipping characters, and analyzing content. Enjoy creating fan art and writing fanfiction if that’s what excites you. Enjoy being part of a fandom and interacting with fellow fans.

We’re all here because we share a common interest. We're intrigued by a particular fictional story and want to connect with others who feel the same way.

But sometimes, people forget why we’re all here. They lose sight of what truly matters and fixate on things they don’t like.

Within a fandom, there can be thousands of people, each with their own interpretations and preferences. Some form subfandoms to discuss specific aspects of their favorite story. People may have favorite characters, ships, or simply watch for the plot. The possibilities are endless.

And here’s the thing – people can interpret things in multiple ways, and all perspectives are valid. It’s all fiction. None of it is real. Some enjoy analyzing cinematography, sharing theories, or discussing ships. It’s their prerogative. If it doesn’t appeal to you, then it's not for you. Yes, you heard it right – it's not for you unless specified.

Let people enjoy what they like, and move on if it doesn’t align with your interests. Everyone has different tastes, and there’s no point in engaging in online arguments or ship wars.

Now, don’t get me wrong – it’s fine to have civil discussions and debates within the fandom, as long as everyone is treated with respect.

However, if you come across something you don’t like (and it's harmless), just let it go. Move on and continue with your day. Posts about ships or opinions you disagree with shouldn’t bother you because, in most cases, they weren’t directed at you. Unless it's something inherently harmful or unethical, let others enjoy what they like, and do the same for yourself. Connect with like-minded individuals and ignore those with differing preferences and opinions. Don’t take it all too seriously; just have fun.

After all, we're in a fandom to celebrate our favorite fictional stories and have a good time. Enjoy yourself and let others enjoy too.

[nelli-phy]

hello guys n gays, ladies n gentlethems,

[safiresyrup]

do I look like summer to you?

do I look like something to prove?

I don’t look like summer anymore

I fell,

you score

-s’s.

[gueberninja]

Goku was inspired by bruce lee

[keithkog]

I would like to preface this by saying this story is entirely made up and not true. I totally did not cause public mayhem.

If you didn’t know, back in the quantum abyss I adopted a space wolf named Kosmo. He’s an amazing companion and one of my best friends. We both share a bit of a rebellious, dare I say stubborn, streak though. Today, I took him to a Earth dog park.

Space wolves are 1. Wolves and 2. Can teleport, so you can imagine how people were instantly perturbed by the sight of my wolf. Though, a lot of people do still recognize me for my past work, so I think anyone who was confused was filled in by others who knew I had strong ties to space.

Anyways I played fetch with Kosmo for a bit, and told him quietly not to teleport yet. We did this a few times before he slipped up and teleported, right next to a owner and their yorkie. The yorkie let out a high pitched squeak while the owner of the yorkie fell down on their butt in the grass.

A lot of people reacted to this, though there was this one kid who started saying how cool the ‘dog’ was and ran over. Got no clue where this kid’s parents were, but I let him pet Kosmo. Thennn Kosmo teleported himself and the kid to a park bench. The kid yelped but then started yelling about how cool it was.

I let them play for a while before Lance came into the dog park… And instantly stepped in dog poop. He started complaining that nobody had picked it up and it was their fault. At that point, it was time to go home. Kosmo may have scared a few more people on the way out but uh.. Obviously couldn’t have prevented that.

-Keith

[dear-satan]

fitting room

Leon S. Kennedy x fem!Reader summary: Leon helps you choose the perfect dress warning: sexual content, age gap, public place, pet names , daddy kink, Leon re6

He sat in a comfortable armchair, resting his chin on his hand. One of his legs moved nervously and his eyes closed every now and then, chasing away the fatigue. If he'd known it would take this long to pick out the right dress for the wedding, he probably wouldn't have been sitting late hours over the paperwork he'd been putting off for a good few days.

"What do you think of this one, darling?" he lifted his eyelids and his blue irises flickered towards you. This time you stood in high boots, wearing a black dress that perfectly accentuated your assets with a slit on the right side. You looked absolutely beautiful.

" Gorgeous." he commented briefly while leaning his back against the backrest. His gaze was fixed on your breasts and the cock in his trousers twitched dangerously. "Probably the prettiest of them all." he loved bringing a smile to your lips.

He watched you browsing in the mirror behind you. God, in that dress your bottom was so cute…. He wanted to put his already hard cock between your buttocks, gloating at the sight in the mirror and feeling the thrill, through the customers passing behind the curtain.

When you disappeared from behind the curtain he was beating himself up with his perverted thoughts, which in the end overshadowed his common sense. He got up from his seat and, disregarding nothing, entered the fitting room where you were. You only gave him a confused look before Leon's mouth attacked yours and his strong hands came down on your hips. You could feel his erection on your pelvis. Fuck, only a blind man wouldn't notice it.

"Leon…" you gasped when he pulled away from you.

"Be good and turn around." he commanded and like an obedient dog you followed the command. He clung to your bottom while looking in the mirror. "Yes, just like that." he purred quietly. In one motion he pulled up your dress exposing your lacy panties. He didn't know if you wore them on purpose or not, but they were his favourite ones. Therefore, he had no qualms about tilting them up and running his fingers over your moist pussy at which you just snorted loudly. "You're going to be a good girl and not make a sound, right?" he tugged on the belt buckle of his trousers.

You just nodded, pushing yourself out even more. Out of the corner of your eye you looked in the mirror. Biting your lip, you watched as he freed his swollen cock from under his dark boxers. Damn, he was so big and despite being in a relationship with Leon for over a year, you still felt like his size was tearing you apart from the inside. But you loved it. You loved the way he fucked you, the way he played with your tits and then let you play with his dick. "Good for Daddy." you whispered with your sly grin. You knew very well what to do to take any sense from him.

"Daddy, huh?" he pumped for a moment before pressing his head against your wet entrance. In one smooth motion, he slid all the way into you, making your legs bend slightly. You tried not to make a louder sound, which was quite a challenge. "Don't let Daddy eat your shame because of you." His movements were slow at first, and Leon's gaze was fixed alternately on your ass and the mirror, showing the full picture of what he had just done. He knew exactly how to make you beg for a faster pace and the fact that you couldn't scream stimulated him even more. He loved the incredible, soothing feeling of your pussy around him. Hell, he just loved fucking you and was glad that you never, but never resisted it or made up stories about feeling bad.

The knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter which Leon deduced from your body language. After all, he had known you for a while, so he immediately sped up his movements giving you the desired faster pace you couldn't ask for out loud. To his ears came the sounds of the main part of the shop and every now and then customers leaving or entering other fitting rooms. He was curious to know what the poor shopkeepers would do if they saw him fucking his younger girlfriend in one of them. Oh, they certainly wouldn't be happy.

"L-Lee." A barely audible moan left your lips. Your hands clenched into fists on the fitting room wall. You were so damn close and all he was doing was hitting your tender spot, which had the effect of loosening the knot in your stomach. You covered your mouth with your hand while gasping into it, and your pussy clamped down on Leon's cock making him groan already chasing his own high, which came not long after yours. His warm cum was spilling inside you and your legs were trembling dangerously through the excessive pleasure.

"You're perfect" he muttered placing a quick kiss on your exposed shoulder blades. He slid out of you with one last look in the mirror. He started thinking about buying one for your bedroom. "I'm waiting at the checkout."

[ryuwonieebae]

Unexpected Confession

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𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐙𝐈 (우지) Imagines, One-shots

Pairing : idol!Woozi x fem!reader

Genre : Fluff, romance

Warning : None

Woozi wrote a song which was secretly for you but what if the secret is no longer a secret...

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You hummed according to the rhythm, listening to the newly made song by your bestie who gave you a satisfied grin watching your response to the song. As soon as you finished listening to it, you clapped cheerfully and shook your hands with him, praising it.

"It's good, right? Or should I–"

"Yes. It's amazing. I love it.. -but now eat this food. I know you didn't consume anything since yesterday," you said revealing the food you made making his mouth go wide. You chuckled at his adorable reaction to his favourite food.

"Jjajangmyun?! Did you cook it yourself? Wahh! Thank you so much Y/N-ahh!"

"Yeah, I did and you're welcome," you gave him the noodles which he gladly received and ate. After a big bite, his cat eyes enlarged as he looked at your direction with a satisfied look. He nodded his head indicating that the food was appetising.

"Enjoy, then. Also don't forget to take rest. To be honest, you look like a dead rat I mean cat. Okay, bye! I need to go home"

"Already?" The disappointment in his voice was visible. You noticed his unhappy face and sighed.

"My little sister is alone at home. That's why,"

"Oh....Okay," he sighed. You felt a bit bad to leave him all alone in this kind of creepy and huge studio but what can you do when your little sister needs you?

You made your way toward him hesitantly and gave him a kiss on his cheek. Woozi looked up at you like he had just seen a horrifying ghost while you smiled innocently. You patted his rosy cheeks and made your way toward the door acting as if nothing happened just know.

"I know that you wrote the song just for me. Sorry but I kind of eavesdroped on your phone call with your manager. Hehe"

"Wh—what? You're joking, right?" He asked you nervously with a forced laughter.

"Why would I joke? There's something I need to tell you too..I—umm..I love you too! Bye! Let's meet later!" grinning ear to ear, with your reddened face, you shouted loudly as you closed the metal door with a loud thud. While woozi was still sitting on his chair with a blank expression.

"This girl aishh! She is something," Woozi caressed his cheeks slowly. Thinking about what had happened just know, he could feel his face flashing crimson-red as his heartbeat fastens.

"I love you too," Woozi whispered as smile made its way to his face. I guess no one has made him feel like that except you>_<..

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A/n : +This fanfiction is purely based on my imagination only.

+It's totally fictional!

+I hope this is good enough to make you guys happy. I'm still learning to write in a creative way. Thank you for supporting me. It means a lot to me. Thanks to my besties too<3...

[ddeonuluvrr]

Your sick being taken care of

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Han 🐿️ -

Would come over and comfort you immediately with affection, as you entered the house he would hold you close checking your forehead, your pulse being slightly dramatic but concerned for you. He leaded you over to the couch pro ping up a pillow, also getting a blanket making sure to wrap you securely.

He left quickly, but came back with thermometer, medicine, and a cup of water to take it with. He doesn’t care about also getting sick, he wouldn’t mind actually as he pressed a kiss to your forehead holding you close as he sat beside you as you rested

he would get up to make you some soup, preparing it well and making sure it’s not to hot before bringing it to you. He watched you closely as you took sips,

Han would brush your hair out of the way with his hand saying sweet things to you and he would keep asking you how you are feeling.

After you were done with the soup he would take the bowl and put it in the washer, coming back to you as you made room on the couch to cuddle. He would hold onto your waist kissing the brim of your nose down to the tip lovingly.

You two fell asleep on the couch holding each-other under the covers all cozy,

The next morning you were feeling a lot better but he got sick as you slightly chuckled at him for it as you knew from him being so affectionate it was gonna come for him too. And so he did but he did not care, all he wanted was to be close to you. And now it was your turn to take care of him since he could not keep himself from not loving up on you.

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🤍 this is fictional - written for fun! 🤍

[thedirtygrid]

CHARLES LECLERC’S POST-WIN TRADITION…FEATURING YOU.

A short fantasy story

Summary- Leclerc wins the title and in his celebrations has a tradition he wants to explore with you…

WARNINGS. 18+ Sexual content, based on fantasy.

He comes out onto the podium above you, you hear the crowd go wild as he waves while leaping up onto the top step in delight. You can’t fully believe it. Charles Leclerc is a formula one world champion, and you are lucky enough to be visiting the Ferrari garage as a VIP.

The Italian national anthem echoes around the track as the fans go wild. You take a moment to look around at the joy around you, so much happiness, but part of Charles looks empty, you can’t fully work out what it could be… He lifts the champagne bottle and runs to the railing of the podium to spray it over his team, and that’s when he caught your eye…

The champagne spray hit you, surprising you at how quickly it soaked your expensive outfit that you had deliberately picked to impress Charles. It took a few seconds for it to stop. When you finally wiped it away from your eyes and looked back up to the podium, you could see Charles, still soaked in sweat and now champagne, taking a huge gulp from the bottle. At the same time, he’s still staring you in the eyes, when he gives you one of his playful winks. This sends butterflies through your spin.

“He just winked at me!” You exclaim without even realising. At this moment, Charles’ personal trainer comes over - “you didn’t get off lightly with the champagne did you! You’re soaked…Charles has had his eye on you ever since he saw you in the garage tour yesterday during qualifying. He even went out his way to look at your Instagram”

“He did what?” You didn’t know how to react to the fact Charles had been spying on your Instagram, never mind the fact he just sprayed you with champagne and winked at you!

“Yeah he’s definitely got his eye on you, he told me to tell you to go over to his post-race cool-down room behind the garage” his personal trainer said.

By this stage, you were walking over to Charles’ room, you still couldn’t work out what the hell was going on, and why on earth he’d want you, having never met. You wondered where Charlotte, his girlfriend, might be. You didn’t notice her at the podium, maybe she saw Charles wink and is now mad at him, or even me? “Maybe he thinks I’m a bad person?” The thoughts rushed through your head until you arrived at his door. You knocked and he immediately opened the door slowly and cautiously. “Quick, come in” he said.

You stepped into the room and he closed the door behind you, he was still fully clothed in all his race suit, his hair was messy but you couldn’t stop thinking how sexy he looked, as always. “How did you get so wet?” He cheekily asked, before having a quick giggle to himself. “I’m only joking, I purposely aimed that champagne spray at you, you looked like you were enjoying it”

“Oh really?” You replied in an embarrassed way. “Why would you aim it at me?” You really wanted to know by this stage.

“I enjoyed it.” He said while throwing his phone down onto the table. “I enjoy it, but I don’t enjoy Charlotte at the moment. She’s left the track, in a mood, I’m not sure why but she always does it and I’m not going to let this ruin my celebrations”

You didn’t know whether to feel sorry for Charles, or happy for the fact that Charlotte had left the track. “I’m…” …but he interrupted before you could finish.

“…I’ve had my eyes on you for a couple of days now” he said confidently while looking you up and down and subconsciously biting his lip. “ I have a post win tradition, but I’m hoping to make it extra special considering I’ve won the title.”

You didn’t know what to think, but at this stage he started walking towards you, he was still fully clothed in his race suit while he slowly wrapped one arm around you while the other locked the door. At this stage you were literally in Charles Leclerc’s arms, you stood staring him in the eyes, trying to work out what was going on, but whatever was happening you were loving it. “Do you want to know what my post race tradition is?” He said, almost whispering as his face was right in front of yours. Before you could even think, his hand had slowly gone down to your bum, and he placed it there while saying “I enjoy letting off some steam with fit girls, and you are one of them” he then leant in to kiss you. The feeling of his lips on yours was like nothing else, so soft. You could feel the prickles of his well trimmed beard and moustache as he kissed you. And the smell of both sweat and champagne hit you, but it was a hot smell.

“Mhm” he said, with his lips all wet from the kissing. “I knew spraying you with champagne was a good idea, you now taste even better than I imagined…” you were now so turned on, he had a way with you like no other guy. So attractive, so flirty, so sexy. You placed your hands behind his head and thick neck, while you kissed. You were surprised at how sticky and sweaty he was, but after all he had just done a full race in a formula one car. Part of you was glad that he hadn’t showered, as you had always fantasised about hot and sweaty racing drivers.

Before you could even think straight, he had placed you lying down on the bed and he had taken his racing suit off. You took a moment to admire the view of his body, as he took his fireproof layers off. His chiselled abs looked even better than on the photos you had secretly admired of him, and his biceps, still wet with sweat, glistened in the low lights of his room. This is when your eyes wandered even lower to his boxer shorts which had something very hard inside of them…

He then lay on top of you, you could feel his weight as he relaxed on top and started to lick your next, at the same time you felt his big, manly fingers slide up your thighs to your pants. He then proceeded to ripping your pants off, at the same time you exclaimed in excitement, while he brought up his fingers to your mouth. “Suck them” he demanded. You opened your mouth and let him slide his fingers inside. They tasted salty and slightly metallic, like the sweat on the rest of his body, but the taste filled you with an animalistic desire. He then took his fingers out of your mouth and brought them back down to your cunt, and then he slid two of his wet fingers inside.

The feeling was incredible. He had all of his weight pinned down on top of you, and now he was fingering you…fingering you deep and hard.

“Oh fuck charles, fuck” you bit your lip in pleasure as he ploughed his fingers up into you. You could feel the warmth of his sweaty fingers, as well as the cold sensation of his rings that he hadn’t taken off. You had always found his hands attractive, as stupid as that may sound, particularly with his rings on. You had even taken the effort to examine his rings on his photos on Instagram, and you noticed one of them had Charlottes initials engraved into it. “I wonder if he is wearing that ring now, while it’s deep inside of me” you thought to yourself.

By this stage Charles slid his fingers out of you, you could hear how wet you had got for him. “Mhm, I think you enjoyed that” he said cheekily, while bringing his own fingers up to his mouth to suck on. “You taste good” he said as he licked your juices off his own fingers. “You ready to get fucked?” He quickly threw off his wet boxer shorts, and slid his dick inside of you.

His thrust’s were deep and long. His dick felt bigger than anything you had ever felt before, it filled you up completely as he fucked you.

The feelings were intense , he instantly hit your spot and made you cum “oh shit Charles I’m gonna cum” you exclaimed while he fucked you even harder. The feelings were so intense that you didn’t even realise how hard you were grabbing and scratching his sweaty, muscly back while he was on top of you. He now felt like he was getting even sweatier, if that was possible by this stage…

As you fucked, you could feel his huge dick throbbing inside of you, he groaned at the feeling of your tight pussy as he used it how he wanted.

You were now covered in sweat too, you couldn’t work out if it was yours or his, or a bit of both. But he was a sweaty mess, and you loved it. A moment ago he was sweating while becoming world champion. Now he’s sweating because he’s using his energy to fuck me, and me alone.

While he thrust deep inside you he slid his fingers back in your mouth for you to suck on. This is when you realised he was wearing the ring Charlotte had given him, but you didn’t care, you just said “you’re a dirty boy aren’t you?” He didn’t reply but he slid his fingers deeper into your mouth, almost choking you. When he took them out again, they were dripping with your own saliva, but he took one look at them before sucking all of it off. “You taste so good” he said yet again. “I’m not gonna last much longer.” You didn’t mind, because this had been the best sex you had ever had, so dirty, so sexy. But at the same time you never wanted it to end.

His groans were now getting louder and his thrusts harder, you could sense he was getting close. He then whispered “I’m gonna spray you like I did with the champagne” and immediately slid his huge, wet dick out of you. You felt like he had stretched you out, probably because he had. He then picked you up off the bed and told you to get on your knees below him.

You looked up at him, while you were down on your knees on the cold floor, as he jerked his own dick above you. You sat in awe of this incredible man from this angle. The size of him, the power of him. You wondered how many girls would dream of being in this position. He then closed his eyes and bit his lip when it hit you.

It was warm, it was gooey, and it didn’t seem to end, much like the champagne. He moaned in pleasure as he released his cum all over you. It was the most cum you had ever seen and felt. And you still couldn’t quite believe you were getting sprayed with Charles’ actual seed…

He finally finished his release and looked down at you, sweat dripping off his forehead and onto yours. “Agh, Good girl…I told you i’d spray you like I did before” he was panting after the intense workout you had just both had. He went to go and grab a towel while you kneeled on the floor, still covered with his cum. While he was looking for a towel you couldn’t help but think “ I wonder what he tastes like?” You took one of your fingers and collected up a lump of his cum and sucked it off. He tasted like no other guy she had experienced.

And that’s because he was a world champion.

More stories coming soon ;)

[vaidehi1742]

How beautiful it is to love a fictional character when in reality they don't even exist.