#god this was. this was SO satisfying to sit and imagine thANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!! for ASKING ME 🥹🥹🧡🧡🧡✨

[kayschariot]

sex on the couch please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

yes🙏🙏

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“I can’t stop imagining you like that now..”

(smut..duh)

“Do you wanna watch a movie.” Alex asked you and you’d nod. you two would get set up and be sitting there with a blanket cuddling.

It would all be fine if the sex scene in the movie didn’t turn Alex on, he couldn’t stop thinking about you being in those positions and he looked at you. “oh my god..” He’d glance at you occasionally but the lingering thought of you naked made him crazy, crazy enough he got an erection but thank god the useless ass blanket was there right..RIGHT!?

no you noticed and looked straight at him, to be honest you didn’t know if it was the sex scene, you kind of hated him staring at other women like that but you get it.

“I can’t stop imagining you like that now..” He covered his face and groaned. You’d understand now and giggle. you’d continue watching but slip your hand under his sweat pant through his boxers and rub his bulge. “Holy fuc-Ah~” He’d lean his head back looking at you desperately.

he’d slip your hand out and grab both of your hands pinning you back to the couch and kissing you aggressively. You couldn’t help but whimper under him.

he put his knee between your legs putting a bit of pressure on your pussy making shivers run down your spine.

you had butterflies from this and felt all tingly inside. He broke the kiss slipping his shirt off and throwing it.

“Goddamn I hate when you do teasing shit,” He’d start taking of your clothes successfully and finally got to your bra and panties,

He’d unclasp it from the back with one hand and slip it off and smile when he sees your boobs. He’d tweak a nipple getting a reaction out of you cause you were moaning as he did so. He’d kiss down your neck massaging your nipple until he sucked on one.

You leaned your head back feeling some type of heat, or need that you needed satisfied, by him..only him.

he released his mouth with a almost silent ‘pop’ sound.

He’d look at the wet mark on your panties as he leaned up and smirked and slipped those off. he’d take his boxers off and get back on top of you positioning himself. He’d kiss the top of your head and stick his cock in slowly.

“A-Alex-..!” you’d feel pain almost immediately. “It’s Alright..it’ll feel good give it a second..” He said kissing you before getting fully inside you. “Damn you’re tight..” He said as he started to thrust slowly.

You started to whimper and moan and it made him so turned on. Alex started thrusting into you faster grabbing your hips and pulling them into him.

Your moans started getting louder..and you were grasping onto him trying to get a word out or say his name to try and slow him down but you couldn’t you just shut your eyes and leaned your head back.

“Look at me..” he’d grunt out grabbing your neck. You can’t tell if you were feeling fear or heat but you think it was both with how dominant he was being with you. “good girl.” He’d say once you to made eye contact and smirk seeing the reactions your pretty face made.

“You like it..Hmm?” He said as you got closer, You’d nod eagerly and he’d pull out. “Beg for it.” He’d say and reposition his hand to hold your face.

“A-Alex-..”

“No beg for it..” He’d say

“Please..i’m so close..” You’d say and he’d shake his head “more.” He’d demand and you’d be so pissed off clearly. “Alex..baby..please..please i wanna cum so bad pleaseee..” You’d say desperately, and start playing with your clit.

He’d smirk, “Damn..” He said not really letting it sink in that you’d practically let the boy do anything to you by now. He slid his cock in again, thrusting a couple more times and letting you finish, and when you did it was music to his fucking ears. He’d pull out, “Where do you want it?” He’d ask.

you shrugged so he came on your stomach. “You did so good, i love you” He’d kiss your head and get you two cleaned up. You guys would finish the movie cuddling on the couch and he told you how much he loved you.

[alienaiver]

Let's talk: what will you do on Christmas day with your blorbo?

me and shinsou both have a strained past in regards to family and christmas so we havent started out very traditional (but slowly became so!) in the past we were usually just home and made one-pot pasta and watched movies ✨

but we'll wake up together all cuddled up and have a small gift ready for each other to open 🥺 shinsou has most likely been awake for a few hours before me, reading and relaxing! the gift is a small trinket, mostly!! we're always in the mood for bowling around christmas - it started as a way to get our minds off of the whole traditional way but now its become our tradition!! after that we go home to get ready and start making some of the food we're supposed to bring to the dinner @ aizawa and yamada's place!!

its cozy, we listen to music (a few christmas songs but mostly just our shared playlist where we put in songs we both like, songs we wanna show each other and songs where we think about each other!!) and something always gets burned bcos we're too busy kissing and talking and just hanging around each other 🥹 this year we'll probably also be playing the new pokemon together !! then we stress about packing up the food and presents bcos we shouldve been preparing that way earlier than 5 minutes before yamada is picking us up.

dinner at the aizawa-yamada household is relaxed as well, with eri making some entertainment together with mic! its usually a stage show where we laugh and cheer on the couch wrapped in blankets. after tea, coffee and dessert we make our way down to the train station, so yamada doesnt have to drive. the walk is refreshing and i always forget my gloves even tho its WINTER so shinsou shares one glove and then hold my hand with the other one, keeping it warm 🥰

what about you? 🧡✨ do you and your blorbo go traditional? 🥰

[killakalx]

kal just imagine asking dick whether he’s sick of the begging + overstim combo in bed. the oral-giving ratio between you is skewed unfairly in his favour — he’s always too focused on pulling another orgasm out of you to pay much mind to your weak pawing at his dick. you love it, if as much isn’t made clear every time he fucks you into a state of bliss you could never hope to achieve with anything but the curve of his dick. sometimes you can’t help but worry that you���re being selfish, taking and taking and rarely getting the chance to give him something back. he hardly ever asks for anything but your pleasure— for you to cum ‘just one more time’ on his fingers, another messy, lazy make out session because he knows they make you weak in the knees, for you to flip onto your stomach so he can eat it the way god intended for him to when he blessed him with such a pretty girlfriend. he’d grab your jaw if you worked up the courage to ask him, squish your cheeks into a pout and guide you back against whatever flat-ish surface will suffice for what he has in mind. he’d know he’s being mean when he starts asking serious questions with his fingers stuffed into your panties, one eyebrow raised and a cruel smirk on his lips. “‘s that what’s been on your mind, baby? you worried?” you’d nod, and it would make him giddy. “you wanna make it up to me? make me feel good?” he’d look like the cat who’d gotten the cream — he had you creaming around his fingers, so he kind of was. “if you wanna make me feel good, all you gotta do is cum around my fingers like a good girl ‘n then we’ll see what else i can think up to have you ‘make it up to me’, yeah?” (this is my way of telling u that we will never ever be sick of the dick grayson overstim agenda)

ohhh my god oh my god. thank u.

one thing about grayson, he’s eating your pussy until you cry. the hardly satisfying friction against the mattress will suffice if it means he’s stuck between your legs and making you cream all over his face, trust. and the way god intended him to is right, he takes ts seriously. and dick will eat it from the back, for sure, but above all he really wants you sitting on his face. he’s making you cum twice already and you can’t tell me he doesn’t have the nerve to just flip you over with his body and guide you right back to his mouth, greedy hands all over your thighs and ass. yeah another two orgasms should do it before he so much as acknowledges the straining against his boxers.

nothing but the curve of his dick??? i’m dead. and i bet his favorite is the lazy make-outs with you straddling his lap, positioned right over his hard-on while you grind against his fingers and whine into his mouth. every time you reach for his cock he groans, but lord the noises he makes with you while you fuck yourself on his hand are nothing if not blissful. he’s guiding your hips, groping your tits, grabbing your face, anything to keep his free hand touching you while he’s knuckles deep in your pussy.

“‘s that what’s been on your mind, baby? you worried?” nonnie when i find u. he’s already pinching and rubbing your clit as you whine and nod, pushing you into the arm of the couch, a counter- the wall if he feels like showing off. let him make you cum, just a few more times, then he’s looking you in the eye as he licks his fingers clean of your slick. yeah he’s snickering at the bashfulness in your face as he makes you watch, just before he can finally stuff you with his cock and get you leaking all over his pelvis. you’re very convincing anon. very very persuasive.

[moonstruckme]

https://www.tumblr.com/moonstruckme/732380895517032448/how-blind-do-you-think-james-is-without-his

I also wear glasses and I can't see well without them. Imagine reader looking for her glasses because she and James slept on the sofa and ended up losing them, she asks him for help but he also lost his. It would be funny for the two of them to try to find their glasses inside the sofa with just the touch of their hands and with their eyes half closed to see if they can see better and find them.

Yessss, thanks babe!

James Potter x fem!reader ♡ 689 words

You rouse to sweet, tender kisses on your shoulder. Then your clavicle, then your throat, and that’s odd. Your brows furrow as you blink your eyes open. James usually goes straight for your face when he’s feeling lovey. His lips feel odd, imprecise as they move up your neck. Like he’s searching. 

“Sweetheart.” James' voice is soft and honeyed. “My sweetest, most beautiful girl, I need your help. Wake up, please.” 

“M’up.” Your hand finds his hair, curls fluffy from sleep. “What is it, Jamie?” 

“I slept for too long,” he tells you, leaning up into your touch. “I dunno what time it is, but it’s dark and I’m sure I’m supposed to be at practice, and I can’t find my glasses.” 

“Alright,” you sigh, arching up off the couch in one of those deeply satisfying stretches you can only have after a good nap. “Okay, let me—” You go to rub your eyes under your glasses, only to find there’s nothing in the way. “Shit. My glasses are gone too.” 

James groans. “No way. They’re not next to your face?”

You’re already sitting up, patting around where you’d been lying. Your hands meet only the plush cushions of your couch. “Nope. God, we must have been sleeping hard, huh?” 

“Haven’t had a nap that good in at least a decade,” James agrees. “Alright, get up so I can have a feel.” Even without being able to see you, he must sense the look on your face, because he clarifies, “A feel of the couch, you degenerate. Move.” 

You snicker as you get up, joining him in feeling around the couch. “Your vision’s better than mine. Can you see anything?” 

“Pfft. Blind’s blind, sweetheart. It’s all blob to me. Hey, I’m going to shake out this blanket, let’s see if we hear anything hit the ground, yeah?” 

You both fall silent as James jerks the blanket up and down, waiting for the telltale clatter of something hitting the floor. He makes a dissatisfied sound once it’s clear nothing’s going to happen, but you drop to your hands and knees to feel around the floor just in case. 

“Careful, I’m by your feet.” 

“Yeah, I can see that. Christ, love, I’m not so blind I can’t detect movement.” 

You start giggling and can’t stop, shoulders shaking as you crawl around on the floor. 

You can hear the smile in James’ voice when he asks, “What’s so funny?”

“This is just so ridiculous,” you laugh. “It’s the blind leading the blind. How’d we both lose them?”

“Best nap ever,” James says solemnly. 

“True,” you say. “Maybe if we—hey, wait, I found something! It’s—oh. It’s yours.” 

James all but lunges for you, taking the glasses from your hands as you come up to your knees. “Well don’t sound so happy about it.” He brings his hands towards his face, and that’s as much as you can make out. Then they come back for you, gripping your jaw with newfound precision to guide your lips to his. “Thanks, angel.” 

It’s odd not being able to see him when you know he can see you, your pleased smile at his endearment. “Can you see mine?” 

“I’m looking, just a sec.” James brushes a touch against your shoulder on his way to the couch, and you can hear the cushions rustling with faster, surer movements. “Got ‘em. Hold still, sweetheart.” 

You do as he says. You know just as well as he does that you could put them on yourself, but you like when James does things for you and James likes when you go all soft and smiley on him. He slides the frames onto your face, taking a moment longer to straighten them on your nose than he strictly needs to. 

“Thanks,” you say, glad for your restored vision when James smiles, dazzling as usual. 

“Anything for you,” he replies gallantly. He angles his head, pressing a quick kiss to your lips. Then another, more lingering than the first. 

“Don’t you have to get to practice?” 

James hums. “You know how I thought it was dark outside? Turns out we’d closed the curtains.” 

[itjazzbicch]

Secret Confession

Pairing:  Monkey D. Luffy x Reader 

First time writing for Luffy, so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Getting up for a late-night snack with Luffy, they get nearly get caught by Sanji, who always yells at fluffy for sneaking in the fridge at night, hiding together, and learning how close they are while enjoying a late-night snack on the Sunny...

Warnings:  Slight Swearing (That's about it!)

Word Count: .8k 

"Luffy, is that you?" Yawning and rubbing my eyes while making my way to the kitchen, I could hear his stomach rumbling, his eyes still closed as he nodded, walking into the kitchen and mumbling:

"I'm hungryyyy."

"Me too," I yawned, following in behind him, seeing him trying to budge the fridge open, but Sanji had put a lock on it just because of Luffy:

"Why does Sanji have to do this to me?!"

"Shhh," I hushed, stepping up and unlocking the fridge, "Sanji will be pissed if he knows I let you in the fridge, so try to stay quiet."

"Okay," He whispered, giggling and rummaging through the fridge, exclaiming, "You're the best, Y/N! There's so much yummy food in here!"

"Luffy!" I scolded quietly, "I said be qui-"

"LUFFY! IF YOU'RE IN THE KITCHEN EATING ALL THE FOOD, I SWEAR TO GOD!"

Just great, Sanji was awake.

I stared at Luffy with fire in my eyes, "Just great. He's going to flip on us."

"Not if he doesn't know where we are," He laughed, shoving the food into my hands before wrapping up with his rubber arm, "Hold on to that with your life, got it?"

"Huh?" Seized in his arm, Luffy took off and out of the kitchen before Sanji could get there, jumping to the deck, his free arm shooting up to the crow's nest, making me squeal as we flung to the top:

"WOAH!"

"Shhh!" Luffy was one to try and silence me, eyes peeking over the crow's nest to see Sanji searching for him:

"Got damn it, Luffy! Just wait till I find you!"

Slouching back against the floor, Luffy giggled, taking the food from my arms, "He didn't see us. We're in the clear."

"For now," I huffed, staring at the dark sky till he held a piece of meat over my face, mumbling out of his full mouth:

"You said you were hungry, right?"

"Yeah, thanks," I smiled tiredly, taking the meat and chowing it down with him.

"It's good, right?" Luffy smiled at me, sitting up as Sanji was gone now, devouring the food we took.

"Really good," I yawned, relaxing back as just that one piece of meat satisfied my hunger, staring at the full, bright moon as Luffy laid back with me, shivering slightly at the wind passing by, freezing as I felt Luffy's arm around me, sliding closer to me.

I stared at him, a bit confused, and he tilted his head at me, confused himself as he asked:

"What? You were shivering, so I thought you were cold."

"It is a little chilly," I swallowed, looking back up to the sky, "I just want to enjoy the view for a moment."

"Enjoy it," He nodded, looking at me and keeping me close, "And I'll keep you warm till you're done."

Never in a million years did I imagine that someone would make me feel so flustered, let alone that specific someone being my captain! Although, he was warm and oblivious as always when he saw the flustered look on my face:

"The cold getting you sick or something? Why are you making that face?"

"No, Luffy," I sighed, nervous and whispering, "You realize we're practically cuddling, right?"

"Do you not like cuddles?" I only kept on confusing him. It wasn’t that I didn’t like cuddles; I was just so nervous; trying to explain to him:

"I just-I never-"

I had never been in a situation like this, and his goofy but pure ways made me smile as he gasped:

"Oh, you don't know how! It's easy!"

Fixing me against his chest, our legs intertwining, he showed that he had no idea what he was doing by whispering under his breath:

"At least, I think that's how you're supposed to cuddle."

"It's fine," I smiled at him softly, that bright smile of his making me happy like it always did, my heart skipping beats as he placed his hand on my head, keeping it against his chest and playing with my hair, whispering:

"Now, you can enjoy the moon and stay warm."

"Thank you, Luffy," I whispered, curling up against him, staring at the moon, and my brain flooded with thoughts and emotions I never felt before.

Why did I feel happier than ever right now? So peaceful and content? Why did I not want to leave Luffy's arms? I started to realize what I was feeling, and it was a lot to process because Luffy wasn't just anyone; he was my captain.

"Hey, Luffy-" I was going to attempt to maybe talk to him about how I felt, but when I picked up my head, he was fast asleep, snoring, and he looked so adorable.

I didn't want to disrupt his peace, laying back against his chest, whispering even though I knew he couldn't hear me:

"I love you." 

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[sillymilie]

Charles Leclerc imagine

In which you and your boyfriend go to a business party and two men try to seduce you.

Warnings: men trying to seduce you, a little bit of alcohol

Word count: 959

Dressed in all black accompanied with gold jewelry, you and Charles made you way to the entrance of the building in which you were invited to. Your fashion business had gotten really popular ever since it launched. You had already a decent reputation and Charles could only help with that. Of course, your boyfriend had advertised your business and you went really, really big.

Charles opened the door for you, as always, planting a small kiss on your cheek as you entered first. Everything looked amazing. Charles followed close behind you, making sure to not lose you in the crowd of people. You made your way to the reception, asking for directions to your business event.

"The room is gonna be on the fourth floor, on the right side. And also, just in case you need any more help, there are bodyguards present on the same floor as you're headed to. Have a fun time!" The receptionist smiled at us.

"Thank you!" You smiled at her, wrapping your arm around Charles', getting closer to him. He looked satisfied, but you didn't bother it and you made your way to the elevator.

"Fourth floor it is." You exhaled, feeling a bit stressed.

"Fourth floor indeed." Charles added. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked, lightly squeezing your thigh and looking down at you.

"Yeah, I'm just a bit stressed." You answered, letting out a sigh and looking down at the elevator floor.

"Everything is gonna be okay. We're gonna have a nice time. Plus, I'm here for you. If you want to go, just tell me and we'll get out of here anytime." Charles comforted you, sliding an arm around your waist and pulling you towards him. He grabbed your chin and kissed your lips. You kissed him back immediately.

"Oh wow!" A man said, entering the elevator. You hadn't noticed the doors that had opened right in front of you.

"Sorry!" You said, pulling Charles out with you. You heard your boyfriend laugh behind you and you turned around. "That was really embarrassing."

"It was funny, mon amour. Kinda risky too. I loved it." (my love)

You rolled your eyes playfully and decided to go explore the floor a bit more. There were in fact some security guards near a small café corner. You looked around and made your way to a hallway that led to multiple rooms. On the left side were another business' name and on the right was your business logo with the name of it. You smiled and looked at Charles excitedly. He let out a small laugh and kissed you.

As you entered the party room, it was surprising how many people were there. You saw some of your employees in a corner dancing and talking all together. There was also a lot of people you didn't know because everyone could invite who they wanted.

"There's so much people. Do you know all of them?" Charles asked.

"Not at all. I only know a couple of them." You admitted.

"Let's go then, what are you waiting for?" Your boyfriend asked.

"Um, nothing! Let's do this!" You said loudly, exploring around.

You headed over to your employees and had a small talk with them. You really wanted to just go and see what there was in the room. You found it kind of weird that you barely knew who there would be and what there would be at your own business party, but you decided to still enjoy the moment. Charles wasn't with you anymore which you found good because you really wanted him to meet some new people.

"(Y/N)!!! COME OVER HERE!" One of your employees yelled, waving at you. They were sitting at a mini bar.

"Oh my God! What is this? There's a mini bar?" You said, surprised.

"YUP! Get a drink!"

You got yourself a drink and talked with your girls. All of you were having such a good time. You never wanted this to end. As another drink was ordered from you, two men sat down on seperate stools next to you. You tried your best to ignore them.

"Hey beautiful." One of the men said, placing his hands on the counter.

"I'm taken." You said, not looking at any of the two. You felt trapped, which was a feeling you absolutely hated.

"That's fine, your man don't gotta be aware of anything." The man in the back said, giving you a creepy smile. You didn't answer, trying your best to ignore them.

"Oh come on baby, talk to us." The man besides you said, sounding impatient.

"I don't need to talk to you whatsoever."

"Don't be like that, doll. I'll bring you back to mine. I can't wait to take your dress off and-"

"Who are you?" Charles asked, showing up behind you, looking at the men.

"Who are you?" The two men asked at the same time, eyeing you up and down.

"Come mon amour, let's get out of here." Charles said, helping you get up since you were a bit tipsy. You put your arm around his neck and you walked away. The two men watched as they sighed in disbelief. (my love)

"I hated that, a lot." You said as you watched the doors of the elevator close.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there faster." Charles apologized, placing a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"It's not your fault. It's those men. They're weird." You replied.

"They are indeed weird, but I could've been with you to stop that. I'm so sorry." Charles apologized again, giving you small kisses all over your face.

"Don't be sorry. Let's just get out of here for good. I don't want to see them again."

"Of course. Anything for you, (Y/N)."

[selfloverrrrrr]

Yandere Megumi pleasesssss

You were meant to be mine ~

Warning: smut, heavy smut, noncon, unprotected sex, yandere, teasing, yelling.....

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I was new in jujutsu high. Just admitted there. I was in the first year. I was in grade 4. Yes I am weak... And I'm expecting it. That's why I joined jujutsu high. I couldn't even use my own cursed energy. the higher ups told me that Gojo Satoru is going to help to learn my cursed technique.I was a first year student in jujutsu high. I had friends there. Nobara, Megumi and Yuji.

Megumi Fushiguro had a great obsession with me. But never let anyone know that. Not even me. Who knew that he stalks me everywhere, secretly takes pictures. Who knew that he always sneaks in my bedroom every night. Just to watch me. That's the only time he can get so close to me. Climbing on top of me, stroking my hair, kissing my cheek and some time my lips. And noone knew this.... not even me.

One day me and Megumi got a mission together. That mission was hard one. We completed the mission but Megumi wasn't satisfied with his performance. He kept thinking that he could have done better.

We were back at dorm room of jujutsu high. It was already night. But when I went to my room I remember that Nobara has the key and she's gonna be home tommoro. She and maki got a mission together. "Oh shit" I exclaimed. "What?" Megumi asked. "Nobara has the key" I sighed. "You can stay in mine.... Yuji got mission too... You can sleep there" he said. "Thank you so much Megumi...." I said and we went to the room.

We entered the room. First he took a shower then I. He gave me one of his shirt to wear. His pants wouldn't fit me...but his shirt was way too big for me so there wasn't any problem. I came out of the bathroom which was attached to Megumi's bedroom. I saw Megumi sitting on his bed with a sad face. I knew he was still thinking about the mission. I went towards him. "Hey.." I said softly. He looked at me. Something shined in his eyes. 'she looks so gorgeous in my shirt...how much I imagined this' he thought. " Don't think about it that much" I said. "Huh...?" He responded. "The Mission " I replied. "Ohh...hmm...yeah" he said. "Come here lemme give you a hug " I said spreading my hands. He stood up and give me a hug.

I hugged him back. He sharply inhaled my fragrance. 'God....she smells like me.... I can't... I can't ' he thought and hugged me tightly it almost hurts. "Megumi?" I spoke. He didn't replied and hugged me more tightly pressing his face on my neck. " M-megumi???... It hurts" I said. He didn't replied again. I felt him licking my neck. I tried to push him away but he threw both of us on the bed. "Megumi what are you doing!!!!!....stopppp!!!!!" I said loudly. Now he let go of my neck and pressed his lips on mine.

Took off his shirt and threw it on the floor. I couldn't even proses what was happening. I tried to push myself backwards but he grabbed my hips and pinned me down. I gasped. He again crashed his lips on mine.

I tried to push him away but his grip was too strong. I can't even move myself. He was kissing me too roughly. I couldn't breathe. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. My boobs bounced out. He looked at those with lust in his eyes. " You don't know....you don't know how much I waited for these." He whispered and didn't waste any time, crashed his mouth on my breast licking, sucking and teasing the nipple and squeezing the other one with his hand. I moaned in the sensetion. I grabbed his hair and tried to stop him by pulling it but it didn't even effect on him. "M-megumi stopppp" I scremed but he didn't stop.

He took off my pantie. Then looked at my pussy. He rubbed his finger on my clit and whispered " so wet.....so fucking wet.....oh god you're making me more turned on!". Then he licked my pussy. I couldn't help but moan loudly. He smirked at my reaction and undo his pant.

His dick sprang out. It was too big and too thick. Fear grabbed me by my neck. " M-megumi no no no... P-please no... s-stop" I begged but didn't even listen to me and slammed his whole dick inside me in one slide. I scremed. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. I was throughig my legs with pain and begging him to stop. And he was licking it so much. His thurst became harder and harder. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly " ughhhhhh....ahhh s-so...ahhhh....so f-fucking tight " he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. With a few more thurst I came. He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I tried to push him away with all of my strength." Ughh...no no no no...ahhhhhh...no please no....ahhhhhh..... n-not ahhhh.....not inside... please please.... please Megumi I'm begging you" I moaned. He grabbed my throat and chocked me down to the bed. " Shhh.... Don't.... don't say that.... you were meant to be mine....don't say anything like that ever again" He screamed. I couldn't even believe what was happening to me. How could Megumi do this to me. Weren't we good friends??? The boy always kept silent, so inocent is doing most devilish thing with me??!! Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out. My vision blurred out.

He caressed my cheek and kissed it. "Now rest princess... This meant to happen.... and now it happened. You were meant to be mine. And now you are" he whispered.

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Mommy issues

Boss!Scarlett × Fem!reader

WARNINGS: Smut, Boss/Employee relationship, Pet Names, Top!Scarlett, Bottom!reader

SUMMARY: Your boss Scarlett has some special plans for the celebration of your promotion

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional!

Word count: 1.1 k

Authors note: Thanks for 100 follows love ya all

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I've now worked for the outset for about three months and somehow, I still couldn't believe that I was working with the Scarlett Johansson. In the beginnings I would even stutter whenever she talked to me, which was pretty embarrassing form me, however after some time working with the movie star got more and more normal.

She made it hard for me to not blush whenever she was in a room with me. Whenever would stand behind me I could feel her hands on me, on my waist, on my shoulders or on my lower back. Or how she would gaze at me during meetings, but she would look away whenever I meet her gaze. I never said anything, to be honest I liked it.

Maybe it was all my imagination or how my friends would call it Mommy issues. But something told me that it was more than that, God it was so much more.

On that morning I had received an Email from Scarlett personally, which at first wasn't anything out of the ordinary but this one was addressed to my name asking me for a personal meeting.

To be honest I thought I had fucked something up and was about to get fired in the worse place. That was why when I arrived at her Office, I was even more nervous than I normally am. I signed not knowing how to react now. I couldn't remember any cases where I messed up? My appointment with her was at the of the day and what can I say they were torturous.

My hands were shaking as I carefully nocked at Scarlett’s door I beyond nervous I waited shortly before stepping in my boss’s office. I took a deep breath mentally preparing myself for her harsh words or punishment. However, to my surprise she just smiled at me signalling me to sit down across from her which I did.

"So, Y/N, your work lately has been nothing but perfect" suddenly all my stress had been relieved it felt like burden falling off my chest. "Was thinking about giving you the promotion for head of marketing."

I was speechless and she saw that too "I know that you are only 24 but I think it would be a great opportunity for you. I want young people like who know what they are doing in social media. So, what do you say, Y/N “.

"I'm glad you offered me this opportunity and I will gladly take it" I smile at her, and her plump lips turn into a smile too. She reached her hand out over the desk as I took and shook it and could feel how my cheeks heat up at the minor skin contact.

She abruptly stood up from her office chair going to one of her cabinets. „I think we should celebrate your promotion. So, what do you want red or white wine?" She smiled at me I was a bit taken a back. Did she do this with every of her employees? Or was I special to her?

"I'll have to drive home. I can't drink" she just smirked at me while placing two wine glasses down "Oh sweat heart, I'll drive you home if you want to. So, which one are you taking" I signed I knew that there wouldn't be away out.

"I'll take the white" She nods before opening the bottle "I knew it, you seemed like more of the sweet type" I could feel my cheeks heat up even more. Scarlett bit her lips before taking a slip from her whine.

We talked and made jokes what seemed like hours until she started making me compliments again telling me I how I would be her good girl. She knew how to get me.

"Do I make you nervous" If possible, I blushed even more I try to hide it by drinking more of the sweet alcohol "Come here sweetheart" the actress signalled me to come closer.

As I stood in front of her, but the older woman still wasn't satisfied. She put her glass down petting her lap. "Come on bunny don't be all shy now “.

I couldn't believe it I was sitting on the lap of my boss, and I was liking it. She grabbed on to my hips licking her lips "I know about your little crush on me. I can look through you like a window" Was it really that obvious? I tried to look away from her, but she grabbed my chin, pressing her lips onto mine.

I didn't pull away, no I whimpered into her lips as she broke away. I was breathing hard before diving into her again. I try to take control of the situation, but Scarlett wouldn't let me our tongues fighting for dominance.

In the end she won shoving her tongue down my throat, kneeling the flesh of my ass as I moaned out loud. "Fuck" I whimpered out feeling Scarlett’s lips on my neck, sucking, and nibbling on it.

Scarlett bit my neck making my hips buckle, she groaned on my neck before slamming me into her desk. I groaned at the harsh contact. "Do I have your consent bunny?" She asked me while unbuttoning my blouse "Yes" I cried out at the feeling of her kissing my skin again.

She finished pulling of my clothes before settling between my legs pushing them over her shoulder. She kittens licked my folds neglecting my clit. I let out increased moans making Scarlett groan too."Please Scarlett... no more... teasing" She smirked at me lashing onto my clit sucking it. I rolled my hips, but the actress held me down insisting two fingers into me. "Fuck you're so tight “.

She kept pumping her fingers curling them perfectly against my g spot. "Scarlett fuck I'm close" She smiled at me "Come for me bunny" She moved up my body holding me close as she fucked me through my high. Kissing me as I slowly came down from my high.

"That was amazing" I said as our lips parted "I liked it too" Scarlett kissed my cheek. I pulled my clothes on again. I didn't know what just happened also I didn't know what to do now.

As I tried to leave Scarlett stopped me "Where are you going?" "I'll have to catch subway you know. I don't really want to drive anymore “. She looked at me confused "No, no, I'm driving you I only had a glass of wine besides I feel pretty sober now “. That was the beginning of our live together and now I couldn't imagine on without her.

:)

[thetempleofthemasaigoddess]

How I long for the time, when your lips would kiss mine

Mihawk x reader.

Title is an excerpt from Blind and Frozen by Beast in Black (again).

This brief fic is the conclusion of a story that started with Built a haven for your love (until I let you fall apart) and continued with (and if nothing brings you back) Surely, I'll roam through life in black.

*****

Three months later.

You smile, more satisfied than greedy, as Vice-Admiral Garp slids a parcel across his desk, close enough to let you take it.

"Thirteen million berries, including the bounty you were owed since last year." he explains as you lift the parcel to stash it in your satchel, without bothering to open it to count the bills neatly stacked inside: you know you can trust the Navy - regarding the money you are due even if not about everything else "Don't take it the wrong way, (name), but I was surprised you had decided to take on this assignment: it is quite a bit below your usual level."

"I am aware. I have been... in poor health, which is why you haven't seen me in a while, and I wanted something simple to make sure I had gotten back to full fitness. From now on I'll be only taking on level three bounties, as usual."

Garp nods, promising to call you when your services will be required. "Got plans for tonight?" he idly adds, leaning back in his chair as he observes you rising from yours.

"I am flattered, Vice-Admiral, but I never mix business and pleasure."

"That was not what I meant. I was simply wondering if there was a reason why a certain man who never spends a minute more than he has to here at our HQ has been sitting in the waiting room for almost two hours twiddling his thumbs."

The mental image makes a smile blossom on your lips; you don't bother trying to deny it, since it would be clearly pointless. "Figuratively, I imagine."

"Probably. Still..."

"Still, thank you for your time. I'll see you soon, Vice-Admiral."

Garp laughs; he seems to find the whole matter highly amusing, which means it is probably a good thing he is discussing it with you and not with the other interested party.

"He was very worried about you; I could feel it in his voice." he suddenly adds, almost as an afterthought.

A simple, inscrutable smile is the only answer he receives, and a moment later you have left his office and are walking down the corridor toward the room Garp mentioned.

Mihawk is alone in the room most of your (less memorable, but still dear to your heart) meetings have taken place in, an half-empty glass of red wine in front of him. He is perfectly still, sitting and apparently lost in his thoughts, but the moment you appear at the door he turns to look at you, relief evident in his gaze... or maybe, just maybe, it is you who are able to perceive it.

"Hello."

He reaches you at the door a moment later, Yoru hanging from on his shoulders, and for a moment you remain face to face, silent as you simply relish being in each other's presence once more. His hand brushes against yours; holding back from hugging him is the hardest thing you have ever had to do.

You happily follow him when Mihawk suggests you go outside to talk, but once you have reached the plaza facing the Marine HQ neither feels the need to actually speak; night is falling, a beautiful sunset painting the sky of a hundred shades of red.

"Has your leg healed?" he asks after a while, as you unhurriedly walk down the pier, the salt-laden air making you feel at home; after all, you were born on an island.

"Perfectly, thank all the Gods. And I took down the pirate i was sent to kill in two days, which means I haven't gotten rusty despite fifteen months of indolence." you happily inform him "I have started with something easy, so as not to overexert myself, but I am tired of sitting around doing nothing; I am ready to get back to business."

"That is good to hear."

You smile, finally taking his hand. "I have missed you." you murmur; it is easy, even pleasant, to utter those words, because no matter how usually strict Mihawk is in judging others, you know you don't need to hide from him, not even the most fragile, most painful part of you "I am so sorry I never called or wrote, I... I needed to be alone. To come to terms with what I had discovered."

"I know, (name). I am not crossed, and..."

"And?"

He sighs; for a moment you simply know he wants to ask whether those three months actually helped, if your heart healed along with your leg or the pain of knowing you will never be a mother, never raise the children you have wanted for nine years, is still part of you, slowly gnawing at your heart like waves gradually wearing away the sturdiest rock. If he did, you are not sure what answer you would give, because you don't have one for yourself. Rationally, you know the passing of time will help, at least a little, and since you have always thought suicide is not the answer you can't help moving on, or at least going on, by inertia if nothing else, and the occasional moment, hour, or even day, of sadness and complete despair doesn't prevent you from cherishing the small and great joys life still throws your way, from the gentle, protective hug of your mother to the pleasure of seeing your bullet, shot from half a mile away, hit the bullseye in the middle of the target's skull... to being finally back in the presence of the man you have never stopped thinking about, even though you had forbidden yourself from using him as an incentive to get back to what you had been. You don't want to be the sort of person who needs her loved one's affection to carry on; you want to be better than that, for yourself first of all and for him as well.

"It is good to see you." Mihawk says after a while; he can't read your mind (or at least, you have no reason to suspect he can; on the other hand, you wouldn't be too surprised...) but you could swear he knows what you are thinking, what you are feeling, or maybe he simply has the gift to say what the person in front of him needs to hear "I have missed you. Again."

"I'm sorry..."

"You don't need to apologize. I just meant..."

"I know, Mihawk. And... I feel the same."

Silence falls between the two of you, and while it is not uncomfortable or tense, as usual when you are with Mihawk, you perceive you can't simply enjoy it as you let time pass you by. You have already wasted so much of it, fifteen months after your first night together (a night thinking back to which makes you still shiver in such a pleasant way; a night that was the beginning of something marvelous, even if not what you hoped) and three after you had quietly confessed to each other you both wanted to be more than simple acquaintances and drinking buddies. You are still young, and rushing things rarely helps, at least when feelings are concerned; but as you said, you have been idle for so long, and you want, you need, to regain control of your life.

"A new restaurant has just opened not far from here; it is pretty good, I am told." you mention after a moment, suddenly thinking back to Garp's conjectures "Would you let me buy you dinner?"

Mihawk grimaces. "I'd be more than happy to dine with you, but you have to let me take the bill."

"I have earned thirteen million berries twenty minutes ago. I think I can afford a dinner for two." you point out, relieved that scowl was not due to the prospect of spending the evening with you.

"That changes nothing. I would have imagined a noblewoman would have been keen on respecting traditions."

You smile; Gods, you are so happy to see him your heart is singing. "Then..." you begin, lowering your voice to an intimate murmur as you take both of his hands in yours, the distance between your bodies reduced to a breath "What if I let you pay for the dinner, and then I take care of dessert? In my inn room?"

Mihawk sighs, his usual serious demeanor betraying his actual feelings: amusement, and relief, and desire. "I suppose an after-dinner drink wouldn't hurt."

"Great."

He kisses you - on the forehead, since you're still in public; when you raise your eyes to his, you can see him smile. "Let's go, then."

The descending night hides you in its dark mantle as you set off along the pier, your fingers still interwined.

[mcdonaldsnumberone]

MINISKIRT!

out of options and eager to win your approval, kaiser takes up ness’s advice to weasel interest out of you by dressing up. kaiser puts his plan to action and works on sprucing himself up, and he’s determined to see results—even if it comes at the price of your peace.

gender neutral reader

It was no question that Kaiser was an eccentric man. Even though he knew that he wasn’t quite like other kids his age, he never really cared that much about whether or not people approved of his behavior or not. Kaiser was rich and successful, and he was acknowledged by the entire world thanks to his irreplaceable skills.

He had no reason to be friendly or to change his behavior. He was happy as he was, and everyone else was simply inferior to him.

That was, until the poor boy fell madly in love with you. And unfortunately for him, you had zero desire to associate with someone as narcissistic and awful as he was.

So what Kaiser had to do was clear: find a way to appeal to you and make it so that you have no choice but to fall madly in love with him too. Flaunting his money or his status did nothing to impress you, and if anything, it made you think that he was a spoiled brat that cared only about himself.

Desperate and completely out of options, Kaiser had no choice but to ask for help from those around him. 

“Take them out to dinner!”

“Woo them with flowers!”

“Tell them you can’t live without them!”

It wasn’t until Ness slyly came up to Kaiser and offered him a suggestion that the lightbulb finally went off in Kaiser’s head.

“Kaiser, why don’t you try dressing up a little more? You’re already handsome as is, but they probably only see you when you’re all sweaty and grimy after practice. Maybe putting on some nice clothes and freshening up your makeup will make it harder for them to turn you down!”

Cue Kaiser waking up extra early the next day in order to doll himself up. The poor boy was running out of options to impress you, and the more you rejected him, the more desperate he got. You were the only person to ever make him work this hard for anything, and Kaiser would do anything if it meant that you would give him a chance.

Stepping out of his hot shower, Kaiser slicked back the long strands of his blond-blue hair. He carefully wiped off some of the steam that had accumulated on his mirror, and he flashed a dazzling smile at his reflection. Not that he meant to toot his own horn, but even in his eyes, he was beautiful. He had a body so toned that he could put any Greek god to shame, and the lingering water drops from his shower dripped down his muscled chest and abs tantalizingly.

God, he was sexy. 

Satisfied with himself, he brushed his fingers over the tattooed roses on his neck before hurriedly drying his hair off with a towel and sitting himself down in front of his dresser. An assortment of skincare products and makeup were strewn around, and the boy got to work slapping on all sorts of moisturizers, body butters, and whatever he could get his hands on. Confidently rubbing product into his soft skin, Kaiser continued to make googly eyes at his own reflection while imagining how blown away you’d be at his new transformation.

“You’re so handsome, Kaiser!” The you in his imagination squealed. “How could I ever reject you? You’re the only one for me!”

His heart swelled with anticipation as he reached for his bright red eyeliner, and he carefully slid the pencil around the outline of his eyes. He waited patiently for the pigment to dry before blinking a few times, making sure the color contrasted the dazzling blue of his eyes. He swore that the moment he finished getting all prettied and dressed up for you, that poor heart of yours didn’t stand a chance against him.

He swiftly finished putting on his other makeup: adding a bit of tint to his lips, sculpting his brows, making sure not a single hair was out of place. Kaiser practically tore apart his closet looking for something suitable to wear before settling on a simple but sleek set of designer clothes. A pair of nice dark pants would go along nicely, and a button-up with some of the top buttons purposefully left undone would give you a perfect peek of his chest. It wasn’t too flashy, but Kaiser deemed that to be perfect. He wouldn’t want his clothes to steal away all the hard work he had done in making sure his physical features would shine.

The boy snapped a few pictures of himself all glammed up and dressed to Ness, confidence only growing when his trusty lackey gave him all the validation he needed. And with that, Kaiser stole one last glimpse of his completely remade self in the mirror and left the comfort of his living quarters, desperate to find you.

And it didn’t take him long. Your face instinctively twisted into a scowl the instant you saw the blond sauntering towards you, only to change into mild surprise when you saw him looking the way he did.

“If it isn’t the very person I was looking for!” Kaiser slung his arm around your shoulders as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and he blew a kiss at you. “Just seeing you makes my day, did you know that?”

“Keep your stinky lips to yourself, you idiot,” you grumbled, trying to put as much space between yourself and Kaiser without outright pushing yourself away from him. You looked the boy up and down, taking in his glossy hair, sleek face, and his meticulously chosen clothes. “You look really fancy today. Are you going somewhere?”

He shook his head. “Nope. I’m not going anywhere too fancy. Well, other than the journey to your heart.”

Your jaw nearly dropped. Every inch of skin crawled at his cheesy flirting, and had it not been for the fact that you knew how to conduct yourself in front of others, you would have thrown up right there and then onto Kaiser’s pricey shoes. “You’re sickening, Kaiser! Did you get dressed up to impress me?”

“Right on!” Kaiser winked confidently at you. “I woke up extra early just to do all of this for you. Don’t I look good, darling? C’mon, there’s no need to be shy! Praise me! Tell me I look handsome, and tell me that your eyes are only for me!”

You bit your tongue, trying your hardest not to let your patience snap when you saw Kaiser flaunting himself with you. What did you expect from someone like him? He was a thorn in your side, determined to bud and flower into something more. Scolding him and rebuking him like this would do nothing for you; Kaiser thrived off of your attention, no matter how frosty your non-existent love for him was.

“There’s no way in hell I’m going to do that!” You snapped at him. You could quickly feel a Kaiser-induced headache coming in, and the boy happily clung to you, harping about how you’d never find anyone as good-looking or as hard-working as him. 

“You’re so mean to me,” Kaiser whined. A hint of a grin danced at the edges of his lips, telling you that he wasn’t taking your frustration seriously at all. “You have no clue how much money I spent to pull off this look! I went shopping all over, buying the best kinds of skincare products and makeup, and I handpicked these clothes too… Would it hurt for you to tell me that I look good? Please? Pretty please, darling?”

“Why do you care so much about what I think? Haven’t I made it clear enough that you do nothing but annoy me?” You grumbled under your breath, doing your best to shake yourself clear of the German. His grip on you only tightened, and he pouted, sticking his plump lips out.

“Because I love you. I love you very, very much, darling! How about just once? Just one time? Even you have to admit that it’s clear I spent a lot of time dressing up. Nothing wrong with rewarding my efforts, is there?” He flashed a big grin at you, and he batted his eyelashes excitedly as if he was tempting you into seeing his stubborn way of view.

“Will you leave me alone if I say you do?”

Kaiser shrugged coyly. “Maybe. Doesn’t hurt to give it a try, does it? Who else is going to fawn over me if you don’t? And don’t say Ness—I only like genuine praise. Flattery only gets you so far.”

As much as you hated it, you had to admit: he did look good. Maybe it was how much he had goaded you or how desperate you were to shake him off, but Kaiser was, indeed, breathtakingly beautiful. Even when he wasn’t formally dressed up like this, his fans and others constantly gushed about how good-looking he was. People would always praise his well-toned body, built through his years of hard training and practice, or his delicate features. 

All parts of him that could easily become yours if only you bore your heart to him. 

In short, this was a gamble that you were willing to take. If he refused to get off of you even after you praised him, you could stomp your way to Noa’s office and demand that the Frenchman rip Kaiser off of you or something. You swore that on some days, Kaiser felt more like a clingy cat than he did a world-renowned soccer star. 

You exhaled deeply, your pride catching between your teeth. Spitting out the words as if it was sour candy in your mouth, you made a strangled noise. “...Fine. You look handsome, Kaiser.”

He turned his ear towards you, barely hiding the laughter in his voice. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you!”

This stupid idiot!! Your blood boiled, and heat flushed your face in embarrassment. You gritted your teeth, bloodlust flooding your veins. You wished you could smack him away and strangle him to get rid of him once and for all, but you knew he could easily overpower you or simply play your anger off as some kind of twisted flirting. That was Kaiser’s skill, deluding himself into every interaction with you was you reciprocating his insane crush.

“I! SAID!” You shrieked, clutching your fists together by your side. “YOU! LOOK! VERY! HANDSOME!”

Kaiser backed off of you, and when you took in a deep breath and stole a glance at him, he was gleefully gloating to himself. He flipped his long hair over his shoulder, straightening his back to stand up tall and puffing his chest out. “Why, thank you so much, darling~ That wasn’t too hard now, was it? Besides, I always knew you found me handsome. If I knew you would praise me so easily after getting pretty like this, I would have done it so much more earlier!”

You glared daggers at him. “Don’t you dare delude yourself into thinking my praise for you is real! I swear to god, Kaiser, if you come to me like this again, demanding I give you any more attention, I’ll make you regret ever meeting me! I’ll make it so that you’ll never play soccer again!”

He clasped his hands to his face, and he visibly swooned. “You? Threatening me? Oh, are you going to put your hands on me, sweetheart? Gosh, that’s hardly a punishment for me… You really are such a flirt-”

You turned on your heel, practically punching Kaiser in the ribs to get him away from you. The boy let out a small yelp, stumbling after you as you stormed off as fast as you could. 

Screw Kaiser, and screw entertaining him in order to get him off of your hands. It was clear that you needed something heavy hitting, and if he wasn’t going to take you seriously, you were going to find someone that he would take seriously. You angrily stomped through the Blue Lock facility’s hallways, eyes scanning the monotonous rooms in hopes that Noa’s would come up soon.

Kaiser, on the other hand, happily trailed behind you, doing his best to cajole you into responding to him. “You’re so cute when you’re mad! One more time, darling, just one more time! Please- Tell me I’m handsome again!”

“Over my dead body, Kaiser!”

x

[shaisuki]

Yeah, you're gonna sit here and bear with my coping of missing his stupidass. Finished this in one sitting :D

Tetsurou, he committed himself to his work in the early stages of his career, he was at his prime since then and still is. Along the way, of course, his endeavors of indulgence; sex. Flings here and there, time to time of entertaining himself with countless people just to kill time, just to have his pleasure, and he makes sure that each party he associates himself with is at the same notion—temporary. He isn't a heartless man to say the least, if anything, he or his friends could say the opposite about him. He thinks highly of such things, he respects it, he wants it for himself just as so many desires for themselves, too. The only thing is, he was never ready nor did he wanted to yet, so that was what he did for the long mean time; a temporary indulgence. Satisfying himself without crossing any lines.

And he did it well. He really did it well, for years and years. Even he himself was surprised that he didn't drown of loneliness. He was lonely from time to time, sure, but that was normal for his situation anyway. That said, he wasn't empty, and quite rather thankful he was for that. His not so kind of a vice continues, until it lessened through the years, until the sands in his hourglass of that temporary indulgence has ran out.

Still him. Still in his prime, more so ever that he is as he reaches his fifties. He's old and he feels newer than ever.

And he begins to feel something different. The inevitable he knew from long before was finally making itself known to him.

And what timing you came in.

The odds of you coming to work for the place he's working in for a long time, the odds of that inevitable creeping feeling looming pleasantly over him as you and him continue to cross paths, and time blessing him with its grace of you along.

He was graced with having to meet a person that took his heart, in your own way.

It's only been a few weeks since you came in, but so much the stirring of his everything has kept its pace, so much of yourself known to him when even he knows there's so much more he could know, so much he feels.

Never been in a relationship he was, nor were the two of you were at the beginning of one, but he knows that it's bound to happen, because he will make sure the beginning of you both will happen. And even that, he could already see past that, beyond that—because if he is in such this state already, which he is, he knew that was in deep and meant to fall more.

So absolutely nothing was stopping him of already imagining the kind of ring that he will give you. Absolutely nothing was stopping him of envisioning you behind the door of his home as he comes back from work, nothing was stopping him from creating his favorite meal in his mind that you'd make for the both of you to have, to enjoy together. Nothing was stopping him from seeing you in the bathtub with him, warm under the water, but he knows that he'd be more warm and given comfort because of you, that he'll never take for granted. Each day of morning and night, every bliss, every fault, he'll cherish.

Nothing will stop him from making it all true.

I MISS HIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

yeah, and tetsurou would say how glad he was when love didn't came for him until you.

the endings and beginnings of his life and he accepted that he was destined to be alone and here he is. a lovesick fool and he finds himself smiling without him realizing just from getting a glimpse of you. stares at you with a dreamy look in his eyes like you hung the moon and stars.

nervousness creeping up on him when he decides he want to ask you out and the anxiety filling him up. his thoughts are muddled with what-ifs. you surely can't be single at this age but how wrong he was. he only found the reason after the first date. clinking glasses and sharing yakitori at that izakaya where you both laugh at the days where you both are young and reckless.

oh god. he was so fucking cheesy. confesses like a love sick idiot and whispers how he was nervous about asking you out and only you to shut him up by pulling his neck tie and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips and only for him to say wow. like it was the first time he experienced it. “i'm glad you did.” you smile in between kisses.

there's no fuss about when he first asked you to move with him. what's the point of running in circles when you both are in the prime of your age. there's no right and wrong in this one and only the two of you would see how perfect the moment is. giggling under the sheets first thing in the morning and the late night talks where secrets are shared. gazing at each other that one of you discovered the most amazing fact of the other. it was perfect. what domestic bliss should be.

a ring shall come forth after many months of being with you and he's so sure of it. how can he not? you were the missing piece in the puzzle. the one who held the key in his heart. so then, he searches for the perfect ring. gone through countless of catalogues of what ring may suit you, peering through glasses and taking a note with every ring he took interest in. it's the thought that counts. his brain crosses at this kind of thinking but tetsurou doesn't like that. you don't deserve something that the worth is what mattered but how important it is to the both of you.

he proposes to you. a cheesy pick up line he must took or heard in some random place and decided it is the best way to pop the question and you say yes without hesitation.

now, all was left is to cherish you. oh how he didn't waste a second nor a millisecond to show how much he loves you. the affection that is only reserved for you that as simple of you breathing in the same air as him is priceless and he's smitten until this day.

kissing the back of your hands with the adoring, dorky look in his face and seeing you smile is the sight that he holds until he draws his very last breath.

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Sending Nudes to OP Men in Public N/SFW Part 1

A/N: had a fun convo with @sashi-ya about this topic a Bleach section will be created soon! Hope you enjoy!!

TW: suggestive themes Character: Law, Marco, Hongo, Mihawk, Ace, and Shanks

Your lover was sitting at one side of the room chatting it up with his friends and family. You were sitting down scrolling on your phone. You happen to look at some of the photos you took earlier together with the family. Scrolling more up the photo album you happen to notice some explicit photos you had taken a few days earlier. Of course, you enjoy seeing him spending time with people he grew up with but wondering what would happen if you sent him one of the photos above.  He always had his phone on him, when opening your messages you type his name and sent the photo to his phone. He felt the vibration in his pocket. Opening the message thank god he didn't let anyone else see the message.

Law

This was the last thing he expected to see right now. He quickly closed out the message trying to contain the blush on his face as smoothly as possible. Pinching the bridge on his nose you could see him flexing his jaw. When composed his golden orbs looked over at you, locking eyes with one another. You could see he was chewing his inner cheek grabbing his phone he began to type. Your messages were open as you could see he was replying. You read his message “is this your way of saying you want to leave already ya?” you felt your cheeks become hot as you imagined him speaking those words to you.

Marco

You see the corner of his lip curling up. Smoothly closing the message, placing it back in his pocket. The image flashing still in the doctor's mind in his own words perfection was what he thought of you. Removing his glasses off from his face he looked towards you. He knew there was an unoccupied room no one used. His eyes spoke for him as they looked over at the hallway and then back at you. Biting your lower lip you excused yourself as you began to walk down the hallway going to grab something from the back room. Not even a min later Marco excused himself making his way into the room. Quietly closing the door, his arms wrapping around you “you got my attention, we do need to be quick, or else the others are going to know what is up yoi.” he cooed in your ear.

Hongo 

A cocky smile appeared on his face.  He stared at the photo for a moment savoring your yummy curves. Quickly saving the photo into his album of other spicy photos you sent him. He had to try and relax making sure he didn't get too turned on but also didn't want others to ask him what got him smiling so much. Placing his hands in his pockets he casually looked over at you from across the room he started to look you up and down. Cocking his brow he excused himself from his group as he pulled his phone out and began to walk out of the room. A few minutes passed and you received a text “do you have any more?” 

Mihawk

He would let his phone vibrate a few times until you sent him another photo thinking it was a message from you asking to leave but it wasn’t. With an unphased look, you couldn't tell if he enjoyed the photo or not. You could see the corner of his eye look at you as he continued with his talk. Mihawk already had a motive and wanted to leave. Obviously, you wanted his time and attention it would be on his own terms.  You heard him saying you both were going to retire for the night as you both said your goodnight rounds and left the party. Inside the car as he began to drive off. His hand rested on your thigh and you could feel his grip becoming a bit tighter. “Seems like earlier didn’t satisfy your needs. Obviously, I may have more time to satisfy more of your needs.”  He spoke in a cool tone as his eyes focused on a road. You could now feel his lustful energy submerging in the car. 

Ace

He was choking on his drink and literally would have had a heart attack seeing that for a few moments longer.  He covers his phone quickly, placing it in his pocket. As people asked if he was okay. As he reassured them he was okay and that his drink went down the wrong pipe, the pink dust hit his cheeks. It was hard for him to look at you. Each time you both looked at one another he glowed red. Maybe it was too much for him to handle at the time.  You decided to step in to save your freckle-face lover saying he didn't look well and you should take him home. Exiting the party Ace managed to speak “Let us see how quickly we can get home. I wanna see you if those photos can be recreated.” 

Shanks 

He looked at his screen than up at you then back again at his phone. Shanks was used to the often provocative photos sent to him. He can contain himself very well and will not be so easily flustered. Although the constant suave look he would pass your way the way his tongue lightly dragged against his bottom lip so lightly would turn you on. Making your way to get something to drink. You felt a pair of hands wrapping around your hip. His head resting on your shoulder “someone was feeling a bit naughty” he whispered softly in your ear. “Can't wait for everyone to leave so we both can take photos together.”

[jongbross]

reckless behavior (park chanyeol x reader)

pairing: park chanyeol x reader

word count: 1388

genre: mature

warnings: suggestive themes, mention of sex, falling in love

a/n: inspired on pillow talk by zayn malik <3

relationships are complicated. 

the whole thing about having feelings, about dealing with them while also dealing with someone else’s. the idea of getting attached to a person and being so careful not to hurt them but not knowing if they would ever be careful to not hurt you too - and then the heartbreak when either they leave or you had to leave…

ugh, it’s just too much. having a relationship as in actually being a couple is too much. but it also sucks to not have someone to satisfy your needs when you need to, when you want to; your own hand and toys are fun and do the job most days, but nothing compares to having a human being beside you - or on top of you, or beneath you, or whatever position two people can imagine. nothing compares to the feeling of being pleased by someone else.

so, what to do? the definition of friends with benefits sounds kinda fun but it has its issues too, because someone always catches feelings towards the other one and yes, sometimes it’s all a fairytale and the couple realize they have always loved each other and suddenly they’re so happy they drunkenly hooked up one night. but sometimes it’s hell on earth, as the person who caught feelings confesses to the other one and they don’t feel the same and suddenly everything is ruined, they don’t have a booty call anymore and they probably won’t stay friends as it’s way too awkward to face your friend after seeing them naked and knowing they love you.

so truly, what to do?

the only answer chanyeol came up with was finding someone he absolutely did not know. someone he knew nothing about, a mere acquaintance. he didn’t care about their story, where they came from, if they had any pets when they were little or which was their happiest memory. chanyeol just wanted someone to please and to get pleased by them. simple, pure lust and desire.

he searched for a bit, meeting friends of friends countless times at parties or whatever. he didn’t like to be so shallow as to only look for someone pretty, someone he immediately felt attracted to - but that was the only way, right? that was the only thing that mattered.

that’s how he found you. sitting on a corner at a christmas dinner jongdae held with his wife, having small talk with people whenever they tried to, a polite smile on your lips even though your eyes gave away how annoyed you truly were.

that’s how he got curious about you. chanyeol asked jongdae about you, learning your name and that he had met you through his wife, maybe you had worked with her? studied with her? chanyeol couldn’t quite remember. jongdae told him that you were nice, and that you were single. thank god jongdae was kinda nosy, he gave all the information the youngest needed to approach you that day.

that’s how you ended up knocking on his studio door late at night, now. chanyeol had asked if he could go to your place, have a night off with you - which of course would turn into sex -, but you chose to meet him instead. he received you with a soft spot on the couch of the studio, a blanket ready for you in case you got cold and lots of take out food. “i was gonna take it with me to your place, but we can eat here too”, he had said.

“we’re gonna make a mess, probably.”

“we’re gonna make a mess anyway, darling”, chanyeol said with a smirk.

he was a nice guy, you found out as soon as you agreed to the whole “strangers with benefits” thing the two of you had going on. he always made sure that you were comfortable with the whole situation, and never ever did something against your will. if anything, he was actually a gentleman, even going as far as breaking his own rules and knowing a little bit about you - i mean, otherwise, how could he ever have picked your favorite take out if he didn’t know shit about you?

you grinned to yourself as chanyeol sat beside you on the couch, big hands quickly working on undoing the food boxes and serving a bit for you and a lot for him. he probably hasn’t eat it the whole day, you thought, and didn’t need verbal confirmation of your assumption as you heard his stomach growling before he took the first bite of his food. chanyeol had a problem with taking care of himself whenever he was working hard on something, you could clearly see; it was a habit that you could only try to break it for him if he’d let you into his life.

which he didn’t, and which you didn’t want to.

quickly, eating turned into small talk - about what every button on the huge desk in front of the two of you did and about how you found a new route to his studio on waze -, small talk turned into something a little more intimate as he got closer and closer to you on the couch, and “something a little more intimate” turned into a whole makeout session once you were finished eating.

chanyeol’s lips were all over you suddenly, kissing your exposed throat and brushing against your jaw. his hands flew to your waist, grabbing your flesh and pulling you so close to him that for a second you questioned if he wanted the two of you to become one - thought quickly sat aside as he kissed you hard, giving everything he got. you moaned against his lips as his hand left your waist and started to caress your thigh, a weak spot you had that he always made sure to use against you.

“come here”, he whispered once he broke the kiss, skillfully pulling you to his lap.

you straddled him, mind clouded with lust as you didn’t give yourself time to adjust and just attacked his neck, feeling your whole body shake when you heard his beautiful moan for the first time that night. his hands traveled to your waist once against, pulling you down so you could feel how hard you were getting him, how turned on he was for you. 

you were so lost in the need to please him that you couldn’t help but groan when he pulled your hair strongly, forcing you to look at him. “why didn’t you let me go to your place?”, chanyeol asked, voice raspy and low. “i wanted to have you all spread out on your bed for me.”

“cause last time you went there, my neighbor complained to me about how loud we were for a whole week straight”, you smirked.

chanyeol chuckled, pulling your face down to his so he could speak against your lips. “good thing these walls are soundproofed then, i want you screaming tonight.”

the moan you let out for him was sinful, but quickly muffled by the way he once again kissed you. 

(...)

you could hear his heartbeat, loud and clear against his chest while he tried to catch up his breath. his skin smelled like a perfect mix of sweat and his cologne, with a little bit of your own lotion as he held you so close. you closed your eyes, enjoying the quiet and rare moment - part of you didn’t want to let go, but that was against your rules; you couldn’t allow yourself to want to be that way with him, you couldn’t let the need of aftercare and coziness ruin what you had with him.

so you tried to get up, gently pushing yourself up and off his arms. but you see, the strangest thing was he didn’t let you. chanyeol held you tighter, right hand coming up to the back of your neck to push you down to his chest again. he even went as far as laying his lips against your hair.

“it’s okay”, he murmured, like he could see exactly what was going inside your mind. “this… this is nice. i mean… h-how was your day?”

park chanyeol did a lot of things throughout his life, but the most reckless one, by far, was allowing himself to break some of his rules just for you.

[cosmic-waves7]

okay so, idk if your writing for chuuya or not but,, imagine this. chuuya with a s/o who's ability is a healing ability. but the ability is that whoever they kiss gets healed instantly, basically the quirk recovery girl has in bnha.

mori finds out about this and is like "well.. we could use a doctor besides me soooo..."

chuuya'd be so jealous tho and reader would just pat him on the head and go on w/ their day

btw, if you do the anon thing i'll be 📎 anon ^^

omg omg omg this is perfect, ughh~

thank you for your ask anon <<<3

Just jealous Chuuya continuously whining about it to you, he can't speak a word of it to Mori of course, but god he is furious. He might just tear his precious hair out at this point.

Those should be his kisses, the rest of the port mafia can rot with their broken bones and fatal injuries for all he cares. They can bleed to death if it comes to that but for the love of god stop using your powers.

''Get out of here.''

''But this is the infirmary and that stupid tiger hybrid snapped my leg!''

''Well good for him, now get OUT!''

He'll wrap his arms around your waist grumbling pathetically as he pushes his face to smoosh further against your medical uniform. You'll have to pry him off since his tight hug is cutting off your air supply, patting his shoulder empathetically as you move onto your next patient who happens to be a blushing Gin Akutagawa.

Quickly you press your lips to her uncovered cheekbone, then apologize profusely to her about your hot headed gravity manipulating partner whilst being completely oblivious to her reddened cheeks as she quickly gets to her feet, rewrapping her face and walking out with her sliced up stomach all healed.

''Make sure you wipe away all that blood.'' You call out from behind her. All you hear is a quiet hum as she slips back into the shadows.

''She's lucky I didn't slice open her neck.'' Chuuya said under his breath as he once again regained his grip on you, leading you to one of the infirmary beds to sit on with you on his lap.

You rolled your eyes knowing he'll settle soon enough only smiling sweetly, kissing his nose while he groaned, he knew it was a waiting game for you before he gave up entirely.

''I guess it can't be helped, it is your job after all.'' He laid back into the infirmary bed nestling you to his chest. You smiled satisfied.

but you know full well he'd come back to pester you tomorrow.

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[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

My little flame

requested: could you do an eris vanserra x reader fluff thingy where eris is just super soft and happy holding his newborn daughter?

warning: mention of childbirth

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Eris never wanted to have a family. He never imagined himself as a family man. Never thought that he would even be falling in love. Especially not while his father was alive. He was prepared to marry to satisfy him. Not that it would be allowed in any other way. Knowing that Eris tried to keep wishful fantasies away. Why break your own heart if it is already constantly broken by others?

The rest was history. But every time Eris glanced your way, he thanked all the lucky stars, gods, spirits, and whatnot for bringing you to him. His beautiful, selfless mate. His everything. And the fireling was sure that this was in itself the biggest gift this world was going to give him. That he was already overpaid, but then you feel pregnant, and it's like everything shifted once again.

The rest was history. But every time Eris glanced your way, he thanked all the lucky stars, gods, spirits, and whatnot for bringing you to him. His beautiful, selfless mate. His everything. And the fireling was sure that this was in itself the biggest gift this world was going to give him. That he was already overpaid, but then you feel pregnant, and it's like everything shifted once again.

The rest was history. But every time Eris glanced your way, he thanked all the lucky stars, gods, spirits, and whatnot for bringing you to him. His beautiful, selfless mate. His everything. And the fireling was sure that this was in itself the biggest gift this world was going to give him. That he was already overpaid, but then you feel pregnant, and it's like everything shifted once again.

Eris had been particularly busy lately, after his father's passing and him now running a court, Eris wanted to rebuild what had been crushed and broken under Beron's regime. So when he slipped through your shared bedroom door, he experienced you as being fast asleep. Instead, he found you sitting in the armchair while you gazed at the fire. "Why are you up, vixen?", his words startled you as you quickly jumped to your feet. Eris couldn't help but frown at you, you never usually were so jumpy.

"Has something happened? Are you hurt?", Eris was by your side in an instant, skimming over your body for any visible signs of injuries. "Take a deep breath in," you mumbled under your breath. Hopeful eyes observed him, and even if he wanted to question you, he obeyed.

And Eris couldn't help but scowl slightly again. You did smell a little different. Maybe a new perfume? But it felt like it was coming from within you. And then, with one more breath, everything made sense. Your eyes. The slightly trembling frame. Your smell.

"Are you?", Eris trailed off, not trusting himself to say it out loud, and when you nodded your head, his legs bugged beneath him and he sank to the floor. Tears filled his eyes before he could even stop himself. You sat beside him, hands on his shoulders, your own eyes welling up with tears.

"Are you unhappy, my love?", your fingers slipped through your mate's hair, still unsure of how to read this reaction because one thing he had told you multiple times was that he wasn't ready for a child. Not yet. Too many things still needed to be sorted out. It wasn't safe yet. Eris's head snapped up in an instant as he cupped your cheeks, bringing you closer so he could kiss you.

"Unhappy? I'm over the moon, I'm...", he shook his head, trying to find the right words. Eyes falling on your stomach that was still flat, "Can I?", Eris lifted his hand, and you knew straight away what he was referring to. "You don't have to ask," you said, taking a hold of his hand and guiding it to your stomach, watching as your mate's eyes once again glossed over with tears. "Our baby..." he whispered, "Our baby made with nothing but love."

The more weeks passed, the harder it was for Eris to leave you on your own. Aside from the guards who were always stationed outside your door, he had asked Rhys to surround you with shields in case someone had any bad intentions. That day he also experienced what it was like to have someone; he wasn't quite sure if Rhys was a friend, be excited for him.

"If you need any father to soon to be father advice, I'm here to share my thoughts", Rhys clapped Eris on the chest a couple of times as the two males parted ways.

The fireling's hounds became equally, if not more, protective of you. You couldn't do anything without them following you around. No going to the bathroom alone. No changing on your own. No laying down by yourself.

"There's five of you and only one bump to look after, guys", you were laying down after finishing up some work around the place. All five dogs lay beside you, snickering at one another if someone took up the best place next to the bump for too long.

Eris watched you from a doorway for a bit before making his way to you. Now that the pregnancy was coming to an end, he had pushed back all of his meetings till after the baby was born, and he had spent some time with you two. Lucian offered to take his brother's place in the meantime, and for that Eris was more than grateful.

"I'm starting to think that I no longer have a place in this bed," fireling said as he pulled off his tunic, getting ready to join you. You let out a chuckle, still running your fingers through the fluffy fur of your furry babies. "I think I'm only welcome here because of the baby," you said, as Eris nudged the dogs off the bed, earning more than one growl of disapproval as the pups settled down on the floor by the bed.

Smiling at you as he lay beside you, "How are you feeling?", hands instantly moving to your bump just like every night when he returned home. Ready to share stories about his day with his unborn child. The babe inside you instantly parked up to the feeling of its father's warm hands running over your skin.

"I'm okay but super tired. I have a feeling that we'll get to me this bub soon", Eris hummed in response. Already more interested in the little imprint of hands and feet that greeted his touch. And you couldn't blame him. You sat for hours just talking to your little bubble of joy. But for Eris, this was much bigger, and more than once he started doubting himself. His skills in raising a child. What if he was a monster like Beron? What if the baby will envy him for everything that he has done? What if they didn't want to be related to him?

But all of these doubts would fade away the moment his voice was met with a kick or his palm was greeted with a tiny hand reaching from within your bump. His little child. His whole world. You two had decided to keep the gender a secret until the baby was born. To give you that extra strength to push through the pain. "I'm excited, you know," Eris said, laying his head on your legs as his hands still roamed your exposed skin. "But I know that it will kill me to see you in pain", "It's for a good cause", you said, smiling at your mate lovingly.

And just as if the babe felt that same longing need to finally meet its parents, you went into labor that same night. Waking up with a sharp pain piercing through your lower stomach. Eris rose not even a second later, hand instantly clasping yours as he breathed with you through the first couple of waves of pain. Then the room got crowded with different healers coming in and out of the room, bringing warm water and fresh linens.

Eris didn't leave your side for a minute. His strength poured through the bond alongside an endless amount of love. He was there, putting an iced cloth on your forehead. Muttering words of encouragement. His hand never left yours as you wailed through the pain. The moment the cries filled the room, you let yourself sink against Eris's chest, the feeling of relief washing over you. The healer smiled as she wrapped up a blanket around the babe, who was screaming its lungs off, trying to inform everyone about its arrival. "It's a beautiful baby girl", the elderly woman said as she rested your daughter onto your chest carefully.

You couldn't hold back a sob as you tilted your head up to look at Eris. He was biting his lip, probably drawing blood as he tried to stop the tears from falling. You knew that the room was far too stuffed for his liking, especially when the emotions were so high. So, wrapping his hand over your chest, he held the two of you for a moment, turning his face away from everyone, kissing the top of your head as he let a couple of tears roll down his cheeks.

When you were taken care of and the babe had been looked over once again, as a demand by Eris himself, the room was finally silent. Expect the light suckling sounds the baby made as she drank hungrily from your breast. Eris had fetched you some food as well as some tea that the healers had made especially for your recovery. Lifting a fork once in a while to feed you.

"She has your eyes," you said, running your thumb over her chubby cheek. Eris peaked over your shoulder to look down at her big amber eyes that looked up at both of you. A smile painted his lips, "But she has your nose", "I doubt it, look at that tiny button, it's so your nose", Eris couldn't hold back a laugh, and you joined him as well.

"You haven't held her yet, darling," and he hasn't. Both because in the chaos earlier on he didn't want to interfere and then the bub had to be fed, there Eris also couldn't help. But deep down, it was the fear of hurting her in some way that kept him away. Your motherly instincts kicked in right away. You were a natural, it seemed. The way you cradled the baby in your arms and all. While Eris had no idea how to hold her properly.

The babe started to stir in your embrace, her tiny brows scrunching into a light frown. "I think even she's upset that you haven't done that," you said. You rocked her slightly, but the sad expression and whimpering didn't ease. You didn't want to push your lover if he didn't feel ready, but deep down you knew that it was only the nagging voice that kept him at bay.

"Shirt off, daddy", you teased and Eris chuckled again, "Last time you said that it resulted in you getting pregnant", you hit his arm gently as you two laughed amongst each other. You motioned for him to rest against the headboard before you unwrapped your baby from the blanket, causing her to fuss as the cold picked at her sensitive skin. However, the moment her skin came in contact with her daddy's way warmer one, she let out a happy sigh. Eris's eyes welled up with tears once again, and you quickly wiped them off with your fingers. She looked so tiny laying there, his hand practically covered all of her back.

Her eyes were firmly fixed on Eris; she was a very alert baby, to begin with. Way too curious for someone who had just entered this world. Her tiny hand was wiggling to her side, and Eris instantly reached out his finger so she could have something to hold onto. Eris had so much he wanted to tell her and so many promises he wanted to make, but he couldn't bring himself to speak, too overwhelmed by the fact that she was here. No longer in your tummy but here in his arms.

"I...", he muttered, "I'm your dad, and I... I will love you my whole life. You are so loved, my little flame, so loved," he said, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss on her head before bringing her tiny fist to his lips as well.

In Eris's eyes, she was perfect, or maybe that's just what all parents thought, but she seemed perfect to him. The tiny red curls were still messy, even if the healers tried to fix them with a quick rinse. Rosy, chubby cheeks were full of life. The biggest golden eyes. She was everything he dreamed of and more.

"I love you too", Eris turned his attention to you sitting by their side, smiling, "You changed my life so many times. I don't deserve you or her," he said. "Stop it, Eris. Let the happiness that surrounds you in. This is the reality - you have us", you moved to lay next to the two of them and Eris instantly wrapped you up in his arms. The babe let out a yawn, causing Eris to chuckle, "Am I boring you already, missy?", but she only snuggled into his warmth more as her eyes slowly closed. "Guess no bedtime story tonight," he mumbled under his breath, not wanting to disturb her slumber. You followed close behind as the exhaustion caught up with you too. Eris just looked at you both for a moment, "Who would have thought that I'd be a mate and a father", he shook his head still in disbelief. The sound of those two heartbeats gave him new meaning in life that, after so many years of heartache, was more than bright now.

[flowerprincesscherryblossom]

needy

pairing: Kim Taehyung x Female Reader word count: 1294 warnings: fluff, established relationship, smut, dom tae, brat reader, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, creampie, explicit language, dirty talk, teasing, rough sex, nipple play AO3 A/N: request - Ohhhh can I request tae imagine where we break the bed during sex, with a bit of humor if you may add some please 😍💜 Thank you so much 💜 Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

In insight, maybe you should've seen this coming…

For once your boyfriend's schedule was free, and of course, you decided to spend the day with him because even if you fully understood his busy life that didn't help the fact that you missed him oh so much when he wasn't around…

You also missed those private times when he would fuck you into the bed after being away from each other for too long but that's beside the point - even if you did become a horny mess that couldn't keep your hands to yourself once you found out he had the day-off.

And hey, when you have a boyfriend that looks like Kim Taehyung what person can resist?

That's why you practically ran to him once you found out the good news.

You just want to spend time with boyfriend - Is that too much to ask?

But of course, both God and Taehyung seemed to have other ideas.

Once you got there the only thing that greeted you kindly was the imaginary bucket of cold water that fell on you when you found your boyfriend too busy playing video games to even care that you showed up.

Right then and there you knew that it would be near impossible to pull his attention away from it but you were willing to try anyway.

And God knows you tried…

Acting small and cute while asking for kisses? Stealing one of his shirts and walk by him wear just it and your panties? Hugging him from behind and spreading kisses all the way to his collarbones? Biting his earlobe? Sitting on his lap and wiggling your butt?

You tried them all and none had worked - maybe you were being a bit selfish after all the boys didn't have much free time to begin with and they had every right to spend it the way they wanted, but you were a horny woman with needs!

You went to his room defeated, laying on the bed with arms crossed and a pout on your lips.

You don't know how much time had passed when you felt arms wrap around your waist and pulling you closer to a chest as lips left kisses and marks on your neck…

Well too bad, you were still annoyed that he ignored you in the favor of games, even if you had to bite your bottom lip so that no noises would escape you.

"Oh? First you were begging for my attention and now you ignore me?" his hands going under the shirt and cupping your chest, fondling one breast with his right and pitching a nipple with his left. His hips grinding against you, letting you feel how hard he was.

Taehyung just wanted to hear you but you weren't letting up anytime soon, in fact, you were biting your lip hard enough to draw blood.

It was honestly annoying him.

Removing his hands he pushed you onto your back, gripping your chin tightly and forcing you to look at him.

"How long do you think you can ignore me?"

As you continued to refuse to speak he decided to change tactics - his free hand descending towards your center and rubbing you through your panties, a whimper escaping you.

You were already so wet for him and he was getting started.

"I was just there enjoying myself but you had to distract me." he pulled your ruined panties to the side and insert two fingers, making you gasp at the intrusion.

As his fingers slid in and out of you long gone was your need to keep quiet as he pulled moan after moan from your lips. But he still wasn't satisfied.

Taehyung inserted a third finger and rubbed your swollen clit with his thumb, his movements increasing in speed. "Couldn't get my head in the game, just kept thinking of you - so desperate for my cock, doing everything just to get it inside you like the cockslut that you are." he palmed himself as he curled his fingers against your sweet spot, making you arch your back.

You were so close you could almost taste it, but right before you reached the edge he removed his fingers from inside of you.

Removing his clothes he chuckled at your reaction, whining with a pout on your lips. "Don't worry baby, you'll take it - every inch of it - like the good girl that you are." getting rid of his underwear, cock springing up, tip glistening with precum. His eyes never leaving you as he ran a hand up and down his length.

Tae was on top of you in a second, crashing your lips together, tongue delving into your mouth, one hand tightly gripping your waist.

Parting for breath, he spread you out, eyes darkened with lust making you clench around nothing. "Don't you dare cum without my permission, unless you don't wanna be able to for the next two weeks."

TWO WEEKS?! "I-I'll be g-good."

He chuckled at your desperation, pulling your ruined panties to the side and lining himself at your entrance.

He slammed into you at full force, completely filling you that you swore that he hit your cervix, your back arching as a loud moan escaped you.

Pulling out until only his tip remained inside before slamming into you once more. His thrusts rough and fast, snapping his hips against yours with such strength that the headboard slammed against the wall again and again.

Your nails digging into his back, moan after moan pulled out of you so loud you were sure that everybody outside could hear it. Every thrust and groan from bringing you closer to your high.

"How does it feel baby? To let everyone know of much of a slut you are for me?" You could only moan in response, closing your eyes as you lost yourself in the pleasure.

Suddenly both of your bodies jerked forward as the top half of the bed tilted at an odd angle, the screws of the headboard becoming too loose.

"Uh… Tae-"

"I'm not fucking done with you." angling himself just right, hitting the spot that had you seeing stars, making you gasp his name - to which Taehyung chuckled. "I don't need a bed to fuck you."

He resumed his pace, pounding himself into you, continuously hit the spot as you repeatedly screamed his name like a mantra.

You felt him rubbing figures on your clit and bit your bottom lip, trying your best to hold off. "T-Tae… p-please…"

"Hold it!" he stated with a hard slap on your ass. "Good girls wait." squeezing your eyes shut, gripping tightly onto his arms as the need for release kept building.

His thrusts becoming sloppier as your core clenched around him, gripping him like a grapevine. His finger on your clit moving more rapidly. "Cum for me baby. Cum all over my cock. Make a mess out of it."

That was all it took for the knot to break, pleasure filling every part of you as you loudly screamed his name one last time. His fast pace never faltering, slamming against you again and again, until he did it once last time, making you moan as ropes of cum filled you up.

Pulling out his now soft cock Taehyung left to grab a towel to clean you as you laid on the bed, calming out your breathing.

As he cleaned the mess between your thighs Tae spread kisses all over your face, making you giggle at the attention. "Is my girl satisfied?"

You nodded, pressing your lips against his in a slow and gentle kiss. "Sorry for distracting you. You have every right to spend your day-off the way you want."

"Does this mean I can go back to the game?"